Big dreamer

"Oh, there's nothing up there either?" Xie Yuxin smiled, raised her hand and pointed upwards, saying neither softly nor harshly.

"Up there? The fourth floor is where my Wuchang Pavilion holds an exchange meeting for high-level cultivators. There may naturally be realm-breaking elixirs there, but not just anyone can go there. You must hold the guest token of my Wuchang Pavilion." The red-haired ghost woman curled her lips and said sarcastically.

"Thank you for your advice, shopkeeper." Shen Luo nodded to the red-haired ghost woman, not much meaning to be angry, but in his heart he was thinking, so that's where the white token came from.

After saying that, he winked at Xie Yuxin, and the two walked towards the entrance of the fourth floor.

"Humph! Two country bumpkins, want to go to the fourth floor, what a joke!" The red-haired ghost woman looked at the two figures and snorted coldly.

Shen Luo quickly walked to the entrance of the fourth floor and took out the white token.

"Please, both of you." The two black-armored ghosts guarding the door took a look at the token and made way.

Shen Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in with Xie Yuxin, and the figure quickly disappeared in front.

The red-haired ghost woman saw this scene, her face full of disbelief, like a wooden stake standing there.

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Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin went up the stairs and soon reached the fourth floor.

Facing them was a hall of more than ten feet in size, where a white figure was standing, facing the inside.

Hearing the sound, the white figure did not move his feet, and slowly turned around, but it was a ghost similar to the hanged ghost in the ruined temple before.

"I am Bai Yan, the deacon of Wuchang Pavilion. Are you two also here to participate in the exchange meeting?" The white ghost looked up and down at Han Li and the others, and said, his voice was hazy.

A cold breath surrounded the white ghost, which was larger and colder than the previous hanged ghost. Although it was not deliberately released, Shen Luo already felt cold and numb in his limbs.

"Yes." Shen Luo was secretly shocked by the strength of Wuchang Pavilion and said.

"Two distinguished guests, Wuchang Pavilion welcomes you, may I know your names?" the white ghost asked again.

Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin each reported their surnames, but did not mention their names.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Shen and Fellow Daoist Xie, welcome, but according to the rules, I need to check your guest tokens, please don't blame me." The white ghost said.

"Hasn't the guard downstairs checked it?" Before Shen Luo spoke, Xie Yuxin on the side said impatiently.

"This is the rule of Wuchang Pavilion, please forgive me." The white ghost bowed slightly.

"No problem, you can check it." Shen Luo waved his hand and took out the white token again.

The white ghost looked at the token, nodded slightly, opened his mouth and was about to say something, but his eyes suddenly flashed, and he uttered a light exclamation.

"What, is there any problem with this token?" Shen Luo asked when he saw the other party like this.

"No problem, I wonder where Fellow Daoist Shen got this token from?" the white ghost asked.

Shen Luo's eyes condensed, and the figure of the boy appeared in his mind.

"Why are you asking this? Isn't your Wuchang Pavilion always known for not asking about origins and not seeking roots?" Xie Yuxin said.

"Fellow Daoist Xie is right. I made a mistake. Please follow me." The white ghost bowed slightly apologetically and turned to float inside.

Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin exchanged glances secretly and followed him to the depths of the hall.

The white ghost raised his hand and pressed on the wall. The wall "clicked" and a passage appeared. There was a faint white light flashing at the end.

The ghost went forward, and Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin followed silently. Soon they reached the white light at the end, but it was a tightly closed white stone door with a layer of dark white light flashing on it.

The white ghost raised his hand and waved it, and a white light flew out of his hand and hit it.

The white light on the stone door soon dimmed, and slowly opened, and a spacious and bright hall appeared in front of him.

The hall was oval-shaped, with a semicircular table in the hall. Behind the table were more than 20 stone chairs, most of which were occupied. Opposite the stone table was an empty wooden table, and behind the wooden table were three other black wooden chairs.

As soon as Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin came in, several eyes swept over.

Shen Luo remained calm, secretly looking at the ghosts present, and found that there were all kinds of ghosts such as wandering souls, zombies, and evil spirits. The tall black-skinned young man he had seen before was among them.

But he had no spiritual sense and could not see the cultivation of the ghosts present.

"Please sit here, both of you." The white ghost led the two to sit in two adjacent empty seats behind the stone table.

"I say, Deacon Bai Yan, what's wrong with your Wuchang Pavilion? You put cultivators from the human world here. Isn't it too rude to us?" Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin had just sat down when a harsh voice sounded. It was a young man with black scales on his body, who said arrogantly.

The black-scaled youth seemed to be of high status. Behind the stone chair he sat on stood a tall attendant covered in blood-stained robes. When he said this, the ghosts present were in a commotion, and their eyes looked much colder.

Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin were both shocked. They obviously did not expect that they would be seen through at a glance when they were wearing the ghost market masks.

"The ghost market has no explicit regulations restricting the entry and exit of Yang Xiu from the human world, and this fellow Taoist has the guest token of my Wuchang Pavilion, and it is a first-class token. According to the rules, there is nothing wrong with entering the venue with the token." Bai Yan said, not surprised at the identities of Shen Luo and the others, as if he had discovered this matter long ago.

"I have basically met each of the first-class holders of your pavilion, but I have never heard of these two people. Fellow Taoist Bai Yan, please don't let me be deceived by Xiao Xiao's disciples." The black-scaled young man raised his voice. A few points higher, it seems that Shen Luo and the two are very displeased.

"Thank you, Taoist Brother Heiwen, for reminding me that the token has been checked and there is nothing wrong with it." Bai Yan said with a smile.

Shen Luo calmed down a little. Although he felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this, his current cultivation level was not high and he was new to the ghost market. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he suppressed his emotions.

"Your Excellency, you really have such a loud tone. It seems that I have met you once, and it is more effective than this token of Wuchang Pavilion!" Xie Yuxin snorted coldly and retorted.

"What did you say!" the black-scaled young man said angrily.

"Fellow Taoist Heiwen, please calm down. We are all guests when we come to Wuchang Pavilion. Thank you two Taoists. Let me introduce you to the fellow Taoists present. This is Senior Yin Shen Lishuang of the Underworld. Fellow Taoist Heiwen is from Netherworld Mountain. He is the direct grandson of Senior Heishan of Netherworld Mountain, this is Fellow Daoist Guiqi of Mangdang Mountain, and this is Fellow Daoist Qingqi of Fengdu Sanxiu..." Bai Yan quickly changed the subject and introduced other ghosts to Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin. The identity of the young man with black skin was first introduced, and then the identity of the young man with black scales was pointed out, with a hint of warning.