Deng Anxin felt bad, and just wanted to leave the inn, but after all, he was still a step too late. A circle of light instantly appeared around his soul body, followed by an extremely strong suction.

Deng An only had time to see a young man holding a broken crockpot, standing in a clearing downstairs, looking at him with a strange expression, and came to a dark space.

After receiving Deng An, the young man quickly slapped a piece of yellow rune paper to the mouth of the can, put the bag he was carrying, and then walked towards the inn. As soon as they walked into the middle hall, Chen Dongsheng and Deng Sanqun ran down from the guest room on the second floor, and the expressions on their faces were extremely respectful.

The young man glanced at the shopkeeper, the man, and Deng Sanqun, and said lightly: "Talk upstairs!" He didn't wait for Chen Dongsheng to agree or disagree, and walked up the stairs.

Chen Dongsheng didn't care at all, but was excited, trotted to follow, Deng Sanqun saw that he didn't call himself, hesitated slightly, sighed in annoyance, found a table downstairs alone, and let the shopkeeper serve a pot of tea.

"Elder Deng, that young man just now was a little faceless, is he from the Prime Minister's Mansion?" The shopkeeper brought tea and quietly inquired about the news from Deng Sanqun. For businessmen like them, they always try to know as many high-ranking officials and nobles as possible, so as not to accidentally offend and ruin their wealth.

"Hmph, Prime Minister's Mansion? What is Prime Minister's Mansion, his background is big. Deng Sanqun said disdainfully, I don't know if it was disdain for the shopkeeper's issue or disdain for the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The shopkeeper didn't understand the meaning, but he knew that he couldn't afford to be provoked, so he asked in surprise: "Could it be that this prince is a relative of the emperor?

Deng Sanqun sneered: "There are some things that you shouldn't inquire about. ”

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and walked away.

Deng An was sucked into the can, looking at the dark space around him, his heart was shocked, he obviously felt that there was a similar kind of existence nearby, but the breath was much weaker. Seeing that the other ghosts did not move, he tried to communicate with his consciousness, but there was no reply.

Deng An is very familiar with the young man who controls the broken crockpot, he finally escaped from the other party's hands, but he didn't expect it to fall into the hands of the other party in the end.

Thinking of this, Deng An had to sigh that fate is impermanent, and creation makes people.

This crockpot is very peculiar and inconspicuous from the outside, but there is something else in it, at least the size of a radius of tens of meters. Because he was worried about a powerful spell, Deng An didn't dare to move around, so he stayed where he was, so he didn't change everything. The yin qi in the jar is very strong, no less than the larger cemetery, and he can take advantage of this opportunity to replenish the yin qi a little.

Suddenly, Deng An heard the voice of the voice, and carefully identified it, it turned out to be Chen Dongsheng. It seems that the sound insulation of this broken crockpot is not very good.

"Immortal Master Meng, thanks to your action this time, you were able to ambush the ghost. ”

"It's just a gesture, you don't have to take it personally. Do you remember the few items I asked you to find? Don't let anyone else know, I will go to Changju City next year, and I hope that there will be good news at that time, and I will not be disappointed. ”

"Don't worry! ”

"Okay, let's go down, I'll leave Tingshui Town tomorrow, and I don't have to see them off. ”

"Then the little old man won't disturb the immortal master's rest. ”

In the northeastern part of the country, there are continuous mountains, and as for how wide and wide it is, those who have lived on the side of the mountain for generations do not know it, only that it is boundless.

In the mountains, tigers and wolves are rampant, dangerous and dangerous, and some people have even encountered legendary monsters, so even experienced hunters only dare to operate on the periphery.

Close to the side of Juguo, more than 100 miles away, there is a mountain peak that is incompatible with the surrounding environment, its surface is full of gray rocks, and there is no grass on the ground.

This mountain peak is shrouded in a layer of black fog all the year round, and it is impossible to see its true face from the outside, and only when you go inside, you will be surprised to find that from the middle to the top of the mountain, there are dozens of large buildings, among which there are hundreds of grottoes and stone chambers scattered around.

This place, called Yanyin Peak, is where the mountain gate of the town ghost gate is located.

For the people of Ju and several small countries around it, the town ghost gate is the supreme existence that they can't look up to, because the people in the door are all legendary immortals, although these immortals seem to be ghostly, cold and pressing, and it is difficult to have a connection with the fairy wind and bones of the imaginary immortals. But immortals are immortals, and they have magical spells that mortals can't reach.

Meng Ping is an ordinary disciple of the Zhen Ghost Sect, when he was eight years old, he was discovered by his master to have a spiritual root and brought to Yanyin Peak, because of his mediocre qualifications, more than ten years have passed now, and he still only has the cultivation of the third layer of the Qi cultivation period, which is inconspicuous among the two or three hundred disciples.

Three months ago, Meng Ping received the task of collecting ghosts and went to Ju alone.

For this task, Meng Ping has his own plans. In addition to collecting ghosts for the sect on this trip, he can also find the main soul for his Ten Soul Banners.

The town ghost gate is a sect that often deals with ghosts, and most of the monks in the door are called ghost cultivators, and they all practice ghost raising, exorcism and other techniques, the most powerful of which is to drive ghosts to fight with soul flags. According to legend, as long as the materials are sufficient, it can even be made of ten soul flags and 100 million soul flags, but it is not easy for the elders of the town ghost gate to have a hundred soul flags.

The power of the soul banner is mainly related to the strength of the ghost imprisoned in it, and the ten soul flags can imprison the main soul in the early stage of foundation building at the highest. However, even if it is the Ten Soul Flags, the production cost is very expensive, except for the core disciples of the Ghost Suppression Sect, ordinary disciples who want to have the Soul Flags must pay a lot of spirit stones to buy from the sect.

Last year, when Meng Ping went out to practice, he found a rare spirit grass, and Elder Yan, who was in charge of the sect's tasks, was happy and rewarded him with an extra broken Ten Soul Flag. This soul banner can imprison the main soul at the peak of qi cultivation at its best, and it can only raise such a main soul. The intact Ten Soul Banners, in addition to raising one main soul, can also raise nine ordinary ghosts.

Meng Ping finally met a meditation cultivator, but he couldn't take down the other party, and even if he took it, there was no guarantee that he would be able to tame it smoothly. However, in Tingshui Town, he accidentally ran into Chen Dongsheng and asked him to subdue the ghost, and he met Deng An again.

This is a good harvest for Meng Ping, he can't accept the meditation cultivation, he can retreat to the second, and the ghost who has opened the spiritual wisdom has the potential to cultivate into the meditation cultivation. For the disciples of the Ghost Suppression Sect, it is not difficult to raise ghosts, all they need is a variety of materials rich in yin qi.

"Isn't this Senior Brother Meng Ping? I wonder what treasure I found this time?"

When Meng Ping heard this, he subconsciously frowned. This person's name is Li Daxiao, and he cultivates to the first level of his guide, and is the fourth layer of the Qi training period. The last time they were looking for spirit grass, the two used to be together, but unfortunately on the way, Li Daxiao was inexplicably poisoned by the snake and returned to Yanyin Peak early.

Later, when Li Daxiao heard that Meng Ping had found a rare spirit grass and was given ten soul flags by Elder Yan, he couldn't help but feel jealous and hateful, and took it for granted that Meng Ping had secretly done something to force him to give up the task so that he could monopolize the credit.

"That's so much good luck, and once it's already very good. ”

Li Daxiao said in a strange manner: "Senior Brother Meng's words are different, the matter is man!"

Meng Ping heard that there was something in his words, but he didn't want to dwell on it too much, and said politely: "Senior brother, I still have a task to reply, I want to go to see Elder Yan immediately, and I will leave!"

Watching Meng Ping gradually move away, the fierceness in Li Daxiao's eyes flashed.

"Have you arrived at that person's sect?"

Ever since he was sucked into the broken crockpot, Deng An has been absorbing yin qi with peace of mind. On the way, this young man named Meng Ping even threw a bead into the jar. He quickly recognized the origin of this pearl, which was exactly the same as the one that Yin Heirong picked up at that time.

When Meng Ping threw in the beads, the ghosts who had not moved all this time had a lot of commotion, and they seemed to be extremely eager for the beads. As a ghost, Deng An certainly knew the reason for their desire, because he also wanted to refuse to have it, and there was a very pure yin qi in the beads, which was only good for himself, and there was no harm to him. He is now trapped in the jar, and if he can become a meditation, he may have the ability to escape.

The strange thing is that the original ghosts are just a commotion, and no one dares to come forward to snatch the beads. Deng An used a lot of methods to figure out the general reason. These ghosts don't even have their minds, they only have instincts. It may be that their soul bodies are highly condensed, which threatens them, so they don't dare to move.

So better, Deng An unceremoniously occupied the beads, absorbing the pure yin qi contained in them, and the surrounding ghosts did not dare to rob them.

"Unconsciously, I became the boss of several ghosts. Deng An laughed at himself, he never thought that he would have such a domineering majesty today. At first, he hated the ruffians and bullies on the street.

Regarding the name and function of the crockpot, Deng An finally figured it out.

This thing is called the Ghost Raising Jar, which is a spiritual weapon that specializes in collecting ghosts, and every disciple of the Town Ghost Sect has one, and every year, they will be sent to surrounding countries to collect ghosts, and then hand them over to the sect in exchange for pills, exercises and other items that are useful for their own cultivation.

As for why the ghosts of Zhenmen collect ghosts, Deng An doesn't know the specific reason, but he thinks it is related to cultivation, the purpose of immortals is to cultivate immortals, and all actions must be related to cultivating immortals.

When Deng An heard that an old man had asked Meng Ping to hand over the ghost, he couldn't help but worry about his fate, not knowing where he would be sent and whether there was any danger. Strangely, Meng Ping handed over all the other ghosts, leaving only himself.

Although it is said that there is no danger in the ghost raising tank for the time being, Deng Anxin is always a little apprehensive.

"Forget it, one step at a time is one step, anyway, it's in the hands of others now, and people can dispose of it as they want, and they don't have any initiative, so it's better to honestly improve their cultivation and become a meditation cultivator as soon as possible. ”

In the next few months, Meng Ping didn't go out, just stayed in the ghost gate, it seemed that he was concentrating on cultivation, Deng An saw that the other party didn't take any other measures, so he gradually became at ease, and just absorbed the yin qi of the beads every day. Every once in a while, Meng Ping would also check the situation in the tank, as long as it didn't endanger himself, Deng An didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Half a year later, the bead was only the size of a grain of rice, and Deng An's absorption of yin qi reached a bottleneck, and he couldn't increase it by any means he could think of.