Chapter 585: Lonely Guest StarJust like that, Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong discussed secretly, changed their previous plan, and followed this group of cultivators to Baizhi City.

The Black Swamp of Ghosts has a well-developed water system and numerous waterways.

There were many people on the three mahogany warships, and they were all locals who were familiar with the environment, so they navigated the route with ease and had a safe day.

Ning Zhuo didn't find out the name of the ghost leader, but he only heard the surname Qing from others. Combined with his light green skin, it was quite appropriate.

Since the ghost clan leader surnamed Qing said so, he really arranged Ning Zhuo to be by his side.

He asked Ning Zhuo to use the Boneless Crocodile Stomach Bag, and he himself protected Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo doesn't want to do that.

His face and physique were disguised by the thief's technique, but his soul could not be disguised. To use the thorny crocodile stomach bag, he had to extract his soul and put it into the bag.

Once he did this, he would undoubtedly be exposed. Moreover, leaving his body outside and his soul and body separated was very dangerous.

This little difficulty is not a problem for Ning Zhuo.

He just kept a straight face and called the ghost clan's Jindan leader by his surname, showing an appearance that he had to obey the strong man but was actually unwilling to do so in his heart.

"Commander Qing, when I get to White Paper City, I will use this stomach to practice. I don't need you to take care of me too much."

As a result, the ghost tribe's golden elixir felt relieved: "Jiao Ma, don't I know what you are thinking? You are still thinking about my daughter, and you are afraid that you will regret it in the future if you accept my favor."

"Humph."

"You are a human, but my daughter is a ghost. You will never be happy together."

"Besides, what's wrong with being a male concubine? If you become the city lord's man, you will have wealth and glory at your fingertips."

The ghost clan's golden elixir did not forget to persuade Ning Zhuo.

Sun Lingtong, who was standing by, secretly suppressed her laughter and also cheered: "Yes, Master Jiao Ma. Becoming a male concubine is such a great opportunity. Others can't even get it if they want it."

Ning Zhuo snorted coldly and pointed at Sun Lingtong: "Who are you? Although you saved me, was it allowed for you to interrupt me when I was talking to Commander Qing? You deserve a slap in the face!"

Sun Lingtong was stunned on the spot.

Although the size of the ghost clan in the Haunted Black Swamp Wetlands is larger than that of the human race, their status is low.

Looking at the entire cultivation world, the human race is the undisputed overlord. The number of ghosts is small, but they are more numerous in this wetland.

Therefore, as a human being, Ning Zhuo ordered the ghost clan's foundation-building cultivator to slap his mouth, which was in line with local characteristics and not abrupt.

Commander Qing's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything.

For a moment, more than a dozen eyes stayed on Sun Lingtong.

Sun Lingtong gritted her teeth and stared at Ning Zhuo. Just as she was about to slap herself in the face, she heard Ning Zhuo waving his hand and saying, "But who am I?"

"I am Jiao Ma, magnanimous and broad-minded, unlike some people who always have the prejudice of dividing the human and ghost races."

Commander Qing smiled, knowing that Ning Zhuo was trying to trick him, but considering that the latter was pursuing his daughter, he did not get angry.

Ning Zhuo pointed at Sun Lingtong and said, "Since you saved me, I will try to forgive you this time."

"Well, I see that you are short and dark-skinned, like an iron block, so why not change your name to Tietuo?"

"I will take you as my slave. From now on, you will follow my lead!"

Sun Lingtong resisted the urge to roll her eyes and thought, "Okay, okay, let's play it this way, eh?"

He half-knelt obediently on the ground, clasped his hands together, and called Ning Zhuo "master".

Ning Zhuo laughed loudly and waved to him: "Come, stand next to me and obey my orders at any time."

"Yes, master." Sun Lingtong was so angry that her teeth were itching.

I didn't expect that Ning Zhuo would be so bold as to ask me to recognize him as my master. This is simply going against the will of Heaven!"The previous Xiao Zhuo would never be like this. Alas, he traveled a lot and became wild. He participated in a war and acted recklessly! Humph, don't let me find a chance. Once I find a chance, I will definitely give him a good beating!!" Sun Lingtong made fun of Ning Zhuo, but ended up hurting herself and suffering a loss, but she could not resist for a while.

This is because he knew that Ning Zhuo was also looking for an opportunity to keep him by his side so that the two of them could act in unison later.

When Commander Qing saw that Ning Zhuo had subdued a ghost, he extended his spiritual sense to scan Sun Lingtong up and down.

"A ghost in the middle stage of foundation building is qualified to be your servant." Commander Qing nodded slightly, "It's just that he is a little poor."

Having said that, he took out two magical weapons and threw them to Sun Lingtong.

"This is what I used when I was young. I'll give it to you. One is the Flying Bone Shield, and the other is the Soul-killing Blade. One for attack and one for defense, just right for you."

"Refine them first, and I'll teach you how to use them."

Seeing that Ning Zhuo was not willing to accept his benefits, Commander Qing went around and strengthened the strength of Ning Zhuo's "servant" Tietuo.

Sun Lingtong was stunned for a moment, and secretly sighed: "Xiao Zhuo is much better than me at understanding people's thoughts."

He quickly took the two magical instruments and thanked loudly.

Ning Zhuo snorted coldly and looked hesitant, but ultimately did not object.

While the others drove the boat on their journey, Commander Qing worked with Sun Lingtong to quickly refine the two magical weapons and taught him how to use them.

Sun Lingtong is intelligent and has a broad vision, and has dabbled in all kinds of magic weapons. After all, stealing is his biggest hobby, which leads to the fact that he has many magic weapons.

These two magical weapons were obviously of ghostly origin. Sun Lingtong quickly got the hang of them and used them quite well.

This performance made Commander Qing re-evaluate Sun Lingtong: "You are a short, plain-looking thing, but you are talented. From now on, you should follow your master and do things well. Do you hear me?"

"I understand." Sun Lingtong responded in a muffled voice.

"Lord Qingyan, I, Yang, come from another place, but I also got a quota for your village and was selected as a male concubine." A man suddenly said, "Lord Qingyan, please give me something as a reward?"

When everyone looked over, they saw a tall middle-aged man with a lion-like mouth, a wide nose, a beard, and black chest hair all over his exposed chest. He had a very strong masculine scent.

Only then did Ning Zhuo realize that Commander Qing’s full name was Qing Yan.

Qing Yan looked at the man who spoke, and did not take it as an offense, and laughed: "You are an outsider, even though you volunteered to be a male concubine, you have indeed made contributions to my village. What do you want, I will consider it."

The middle-aged man’s full name is Yang Weida, a physical cultivator from Feiyun Country, and a traveling merchant.

Hearing about recruiting male concubines, he thought that he had excellent skills and extraordinary talents, so he wanted to climb up the social ladder. He experienced an attack and survived by his own means. Seeing Qing Yan taking care of Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong, his businessman's habits kicked in, so he plucked up the courage to reward him.

Yang Weida looks honest and rough, but he is actually quite shrewd. He immediately asked for the same bone-chilled crocodile stomach as Ning Zhuo.

Commander Qing sneered: "You have a big appetite. How can a golden elixir-level stomach be given to you casually? Let's talk about something practical."

Yang Weida: "In that case, please give me a few soul-crossing lamp wicks."

Commander Qing took out six magic-grade soul-ferrying lamp wicks from his storage bag and threw them to Yang Weida.

"Haha." A cold laugh suddenly came, "A few soul-crossing lamp wicks can make a foreigner sell his life. Qing Yan, you should be a merchant and do some good business!"

“Who is it?!” Qing Yan immediately stood up and asked.

The rest of the people all changed color and were on full alert.

The river water bulged and suddenly exploded, and a Jindan-level thorny crocodile appeared in the waves.

"Sitting" on the back of the thorny crocodile was a human monk with a body as huge as an elephant.

The male cultivator was wrapped in a layer of bone armor, his eyes were icy cold as he stared at the cultivators on the three warships: "The Lord of Baizhi City needs a lot of Yang energy, and the selection of a male concubine is to use the method of dual cultivation to provide her with a large amount of Yang energy to help her practice."

"So if you become her male concubine, you will soon lose your life due to excessive yang energy being absorbed." "You who are going to be chosen as male concubines are still complacent? Humph, how ridiculous! You are courting your own death."

The expressions of many monks changed again.

Ning Zhuo's eyes were deep, Yang Weida's face changed slightly, and his eyes rolled: "I don't believe it! If this is true, the Lord of Baizhi City would have been overthrown by the gods and people. Even if she couldn't be overthrown, others would have run away long ago. But the fact is that she has held many selections of male concubines."

These words were well-reasoned and made Sun Ning and the other man look at him again.

Qing Yan snorted coldly: "White-bone crocodile demon, my village was attacked by a group of crocodiles before. It was you who caused the attack, right?"

The Skeleton Crocodile Demon admitted directly: "Of course, I just can't stand you greedy fools."

"What right does the Lord of White Paper City have to bully us?"

"It was you idiots who took the initiative to provide her with a huge amount of Yang energy for her cultivation, which made White Paper City as stable as a rock and unmovable!"

"We, the City Overthrowing Alliance, are determined to kill you scum and make the Black Swamp Wetlands freer and purer!"

After saying this, a large number of thorny crocodiles emerged from the depths of the river and attacked the three mahogany warships.

The mahogany warship immediately began to shine and activated its defensive magic circle.

The monks on the boat took action one after another, casting numerous spells and launching a fierce attack on the group of thorny crocodiles and the white-bone crocodile demons.

The group of thorny crocodiles suffered heavy casualties immediately under the spell attack.

Some of them directly rammed into the warships, while others opened their mouths and sprayed corrosive venom.

The Skeleton Crocodile Demon laughed loudly. He was bathed in numerous spells. The thick and heavy bone armor protected him tightly and kept him safe and sound.

"With just this little attack, what's the difference between this and tickling me?" the crocodile demon taunted.

"Is that so?" Qing Yan sneered and attacked suddenly.

He summoned a huge soul sword, the sword energy surged, expanded to the size of a warship, and slashed fiercely at the white-bone crocodile demon from mid-air.

boom!The Skeleton Crocodile Demon tried to defend himself, but couldn't withstand such a powerful attack and was knocked into the river, causing a water column several feet high.

The Skeleton Crocodile Demon launched an attack from underwater and fought back.

Qing Yan was quite powerful, and his offensive was vigorous and aggressive, putting the White-Bone Crocodile Demon at a disadvantage.

A large number of thorny crocodiles were also besieged by the rest of the monks and became corpses floating in the water.

Although the White-Bone Crocodile Demon is a Jindan cultivator, he is obviously a beast tamer. Although he is huge in size, he is caught by Qing Yan and can only defend himself.

The group of bone-chilling crocodiles should have had the upper hand when besieging the remaining monks, but these three mahogany warships were the best in the village, with outstanding defenses, like mobile water fortresses, making it almost impossible for the bone-chilling crocodiles' offensive to achieve much results.

In the second half of the battle, Qing Yan let out a light whistle and dived directly into the water to engage in a battle with the White-Bone Crocodile Demon.

Everyone on the boat saw explosions on the water surface, stirring up columns of water.

The exasperated voice of the Skeleton Crocodile Demon rang out: "Qing Yan, you foolish loyal dog! What good thing did the Lord of White Paper City give you to make you so loyal to her?!"

Qing Yan said: "You of the Fucheng League are all short-sighted!"

"Without the White Paper City Lord sitting in the Immortal City and acting as the main force to resist the annual ghost tide, how can we live here safely?"

"To protect the Lord of White Paper City is to protect our present and to safeguard the order of the entire Black Swamp of Ghosts!"

The Skeleton Crocodile Demon sneered: "You speak nicely, but you are only thinking about yourself."

"Have you ever thought about those who were chosen to be male concubines? They have all become sacrifices for the White Paper City Lord's practice!"

Qing Yan shouted angrily: "Stop trying to sow discord!"

"Becoming a male concubine will bring you wealth and glory. How could the Lord of White Paper City harm innocent people?"

"It is indeed difficult to be a male concubine, but if you cannot provide Yang energy, just leave on your own. The Lord of Baizhi City has never restricted them!"

"You, the City Overthrowing Alliance, are ambitious and want to overthrow the order here and become the king. But do you have the strength to resist the ghost tide?"

"Your methods are mediocre. It seems that the entire Fucheng League is no better than this!"

The Skeleton Crocodile Demon was furious: "I am so angry! Qing Yan, today I will cut you into pieces, so that I can teach you how powerful your Crocodile Demon grandfather is!"

The underwater explosions became more frequent and powerful.

But after a round of fierce fighting, the explosions were obviously reduced a lot.

Qing Yan's voice rang out again: "Crocodile Demon, if you have any tricks left, use them all."

Crocodile Demon: "Damn it!"

It is obvious that Qing Yan still has the upper hand.

The crocodile demon sneered: "Qing Yan, you don't know the condition of the White Paper City Lord. I tell you the truth, she is no longer able to survive."

"This time, even if she takes a male concubine again, the Yang energy will not be enough for her to balance."

"She has been in charge of White Paper City for too long, really too long. The Yin energy has accumulated too much. How can she succeed by just relying on the Yang energy to balance it?"

"You will definitely lose this time! You will definitely lose!!"

Blackwater Mountain and White Paper City.

Listen to the swaying shadows of bamboo in the secluded pavilion, with only the funeral music and the lonely actor.

She sat cross-legged with a solemn expression. On the jade table in front of her were several magic weapons scattered around.

A bronze lamp, seven topaz bells, and a horizontally lying harp with a charred-tail ghost pattern.

The funeral musician Youling stretched out his hand and lit a long incense stick in the light of the bronze lamp.

Green smoke rose up and lingered in the air.

You Ling controls objects with her spiritual consciousness and plays the Jiaowei Qin.

The sound of the zither lingered, triggering the evolution of the green smoke. When the seven bells were suspended in the air, constantly vibrating, the sounds of the bells also participated, and this divination reached its most difficult period.

After a long time, the sad and mournful music gradually disappeared, and the green smoke fell on the table and turned into a layer of light gray.

The faint smoke outlines a prophetic poem.

Sangle Youling panted slightly, stared intently at the table, and murmured softly, reciting aloud.

"The ghost tide surges and the white paper is in danger, a lone wild goose holds a candle and breaks through the sky curtain. The guest star should shine on the north of the text hub, and the lights of all things will be bright and the catastrophe will be destroyed."

She moved her fingers to understand it in more detail.

After a while, her breath became weaker, but her eyes became brighter: "It turns out that the turning point should be in the north. Guhong and Kexing both represent outsiders."

"An outsider brings a candle and lights the lamp of all things. This will be the key for us to survive this crisis!"

"Wanxiang... does it refer to the lamp, or the Wanxiang Sect?"

Sang Le You Ling pondered for a moment, and suddenly an inspiration came to him, and he sent out a message: "Wen Ruan Yu, you are from the Wan Xiang Sect, and you must be an important person in the prophecy. Go to the north and welcome a foreign guest. Remember, he is carrying some kind of candle, or candlelight."

(End of this chapter)