Cultivating the Tao: Beginning with Meditation and Liver Experience

Chapter 52 Water from the Yellow Spring, Hundreds of Households in the Imperial City Division!

Above the Yellow Springs, the gray mist is soft.

Endless aura of death and corpses rose from the river surface, densely packed water ghosts were cruising on the river surface, baring their teeth and claws, trying to pull the people on the boat into the yellow spring water.

Xu Yan sat on the ferryman's boat, looked back towards the direction of Jiuyuan Ghost City, and kept summarizing his trip to the ghost market this time.

This is his first visit to the ghost market.

Although there were some twists and turns in the middle process, the final result was still good.

At the same time, all kinds of things in Jiuyuan Ghost City also let him see the reality of this world, knowing that this world is far less peaceful than he saw in Yangshi Tianjing City.

Under the prosperous and prosperous age, there are too many shadows and evils breeding.

Just like what Ghost Peeping said, on the first floor of Jiuyuan Ghost City, the best-selling products are not magic weapons, magic tools, pills, and so on, but human skin puppets.

It is those evil monks and demons who find beautiful girls, peel their skins and refine their souls, and make beautiful puppet maids. The souls will be imprisoned in the puppets forever, and they will sink forever and cannot be reborn.

After all, no matter which world you are in, beauty is a kind of resource and wealth.

As for who bought these beautiful puppets, what's the use of buying them back?

Xu Yan didn't want to think deeply.

Because you can never imagine the darkness and bottom line of human nature.

According to Mrs. Fox, the first floor of Jiuyuan Ghost City is full of individual visitors, and at most individual visitors bring in traffic. The real big business depends on the next few floors!
The really interesting things are actually on the third and fourth floors of the ghost city. There is a certain threshold, but the threshold is not too high.

This can be understood after thinking about it.

After all, the first two floors of the ghost market entertain individual tourists with little money and strength, so good things will definitely not come to them.

And the last few floors of the ghost market are too high-end, and they are aimed at big shots with successful cultivation. Most of them have passed the age of indulging in eating, drinking and having fun, and they value their own cultivation more.

So if you really want to play, the most suitable place to go is naturally the middle floors of the ghost city.

However, Xu Yan was not in a hurry to go to the last few floors of Jiuyuan Ghost City. The gains from coming to the ghost city this time were enough for him to practice for a while, so there was no need to take risks in the last few floors of the ghost city.

Otherwise, if it attracts the attention of an old monster in the ghost city, the loss outweighs the gain.

As Xu Yan thought about it, he looked at the river surface of the Yellow Spring, looking at the rolling yellow and turbid water of the Yellow Spring in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

Countless water ghosts stretched their teeth and claws, wanting to get close to the ferryman's boat, but they seemed to be afraid of something, they didn't dare to get too close, they could only follow from a distance, staring at him with eyes full of hatred, stretching their teeth and claws and let out a silent roar.

Maybe not without sound.

Because the water waves in the Yellow Spring were too loud, it drowned out the howling of the water ghosts, making it hard for the people on the boat to hear them.

"Corpse water, yin qi, corpse qi, death qi, resentment..."

Xu Yan cast his golden pupils of luck, and quietly looked at the water surface of the underworld.

This time he was smarter.

I didn't go to spy on the core of the Yellow Spring, and the taboos above the Yellow Spring, but just looked at the water surface of the Yellow Spring, and constantly analyzed the composition of the Yellow Spring River and the situation of the water ghosts in the Yellow Spring.

Finally, he found that the Yellow Spring in front of him was really not an ordinary river.

The water in the Yellow Spring is not ordinary water, but the condensation of corpse water and Yin Qi, mixed with endless corpse Qi, death Qi, resentment, etc., and the negative breath of death.

This made Xu Yan have to suspect that Huangquan is essentially a river of darkness, but at its source, endless corpses are buried.

The corpse rotted and turned into corpse water.

The corpse water flowed into the Yin River continuously, and finally turned into the Yellow Spring.

Just the problem.

How many corpses are needed to condense such a majestic and mighty Yellow Spring with no end in sight?

I'm afraid that even if all the tens of billions of people in Shenzhou were slaughtered and buried in the source of Huangquan, such a Huangquan would not be able to be created.

"So, there are really many secrets in this world."

"It's the same in Huangquan, and it's the same in Guixu. Even the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm and Netherland are hard for people to understand."

"Also, are the stars in the sky dotted with the sky in myths and legends, or is the ground under my feet just like an insignificant one among the billions of stars in the universe like the galaxy universe in my previous life?"

Xu Yan's thoughts drifted away, and he felt more and more insignificant.

Even if his strength is comparable to that of a martial saint, without the suppression of dragon energy, he is like a walking humanoid nuclear weapon.

But compared with the entire universe, it is undoubtedly small, not even a speck of dust.

Just as Xu Yan continued to think deeply, suddenly, there was a smell of blood, which made him involuntarily look in the direction of the smell.

His gaze penetrated through layers of gray fog, and finally landed on a corpse floating on the surface of the Yellow Spring.

No, not a corpse.

Under Xu Yan's observation, more than one water ghost wanted to pull the corpse into the Underworld, but above the corpse, there was not only a hazy blue light protecting it, but also a dragon-tiger aura.

The water ghost couldn't salvage this person at all, just like normal people couldn't touch the magma with their hands.

He floated quietly on the yellow spring, motionless, as if he had really died.

"Boater, please move the boat two feet to the right, I want to pick up a friend."

Xu Yan opened his mouth lightly, and said to his own ferryman in the underworld.

While speaking, he did not forget to hand over a golden ticket, so that the ferryman swallowed what he originally wanted to refuse.

For making money, don't be shabby!
Although the Yellow Spring Ferryman can ride a boat on the Yellow Spring, this does not mean how high their cultivation base is or how strong their strength is, but that they have been exposed to this aspect of transformation and practice since childhood.

It's also like those low-level warlocks who scooped up the Yinmen.

So he didn't know what the friend Xu Yan was talking about, and he didn't even know that there was a person floating on the Yellow Spring River full of water ghosts.

After he actually saw it.

His complexion suddenly changed, and he was about to set up a boat to go away while holding on to the penny.

It's a pity that Xu Yan didn't give him a chance to repent at all. With just a wave of his hand, there was a breeze blowing on the Yellow Spring, blowing away the mist of the Yellow Spring in front of him.

The most important thing is that the wind seems to have a spirituality, surrounding the person floating on the water of the Yellow Spring, under the change of Xu Yan's thoughts, it directly turns into an invisible rope, pulling the person out of the Yellow Spring, Landed on the boat.

Seeing this, the Ferryman from Huangquan who was taking the boat changed his complexion greatly, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Guest, please don't do it, please don't do it, the underworld is chaotic, and the Yellow Spring is unknown. The guest must not rescue people from the Huangquan."

"This is a taboo thing, please throw this person overboard as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble on the way!"

"Otherwise, the little old man can only dock on the shore and invite the guests to disembark."

The Ferryman in Huangquan obviously saw too many disputes in the Underworld, and he didn't want to meddle in his own business, so he asked Xu Yan for advice.

Xu Yan glanced at the man on the boat, and found that he looked exactly like the middle-aged man he had seen on the first floor of the ghost market, but this man's condition was not very good at this time.

Not only did the person fall into a coma, but there were also marks of swords and knives on his body. It was obvious that he had encountered some kind of fierce battle and had to jump into the underworld to escape for his life.

At the same time, he should have corresponding treasures on him, otherwise, after floating in the Yellow Spring for so long, he would have been corroded by the water of the Yellow Spring, or pulled into the water by the water ghosts of the Yellow Spring, how could he wait for Xu Yan to pass by.

Xu Yan stretched out his hand, and a waist badge flew out from the middle-aged man's waist and landed in his hand.

It was written on the token: "Hundreds of households in the imperial city, Qin Wei!"

"I didn't expect it to be someone from the Imperial City Division."

Xu Yan looked at the token in his hand and was also amazed.

Then he looked up at the boat that was docked on the Huangquan water and was no longer moving, smiled, and said to Huangquan Ferry: "Well, I will give you another 50 taels of gold for the boat fee, and you send the two of us to How about the entrance to Yangjian?"

The Imperial City Division is a violent department that directly obeys the orders of the Emperor Dagan, and has the responsibility of supervising all officials.

Xu Yan was also unwilling to deal with these people.

It's just that they are colleagues at any rate, guys from the same camp, and now they meet, and if it's not good, they will die.

So I can only resort to the method of throwing coins and use gold to open the way.

The Huangquan ferryman struggled for a while, but in the end he failed to withstand the temptation of gold, and said in a deep voice: "Well, I will dock the boat on the river bank not far from the Huangquan ferry to Yangjian later, and the rest of the journey The journey can only be made by the guests themselves.”

"After all, the guest, my friend, seems to be in quite a lot of trouble. The little old man really can't afford to provoke me. Please forgive me."

The ferryman stared into Xu Yan's eyes, as if he would refuse to board if he didn't answer well.

He wasn't afraid that Xu Yan would do something to him.

Because these ferrymen belonged to Jiuyuan Ghost City just like the people in Ghost City, if Xu Yan dared to attack them, what awaited him would be the strong men of Jiuyuan Ghost City.

Xu Yan thought about it, and felt that this was also the case, so he nodded and said, "No problem!"

(End of this chapter)