Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 156 Entering the City

The matter of the demon cultivator was of great importance, so Lu Wensheng did not hide it, but told the location to others. Who could have thought that there would be a teleportation array in such a place?

Ye Yingzhou knew more about this aspect. He looked carefully at the patterns on the mountain wall and frowned.

"It seems to be a composite formation, with shadows of the Dream Shadow Formation and the Netherworld Ghost Formation."

Yan Qingshu: "Compound type? Could it be called Dream Shadow Ghost Formation?"

Ye Yingzhou nodded: "Yeah."

Is it so casual to name someone like that? I don't really understand the world of cultivation. Yan Qingshu and Lu Wensheng looked at each other.

Ye Yingzhou: "The Dream Shadow Formation is a formation that can trap the enemy into an illusion, making it wander between dreams and reality. The Nether Ghost Formation, as the name suggests, is the most yin formation among the sealing formations, and can summon ghosts. The Dream Shadow Ghost Formation combines the two. Ghosts standing in the formation can use the 'domain' to pull people into their own scenes."

Lu Wensheng felt that he was in big trouble: No, are you guys from the Immortal Realm or the Supernatural? I haven’t encountered many monsters, but there are always ghosts and monsters. Are they targeting him? ! Huh? ! Is it? ! They even pulled him into their own scene and made a copy? ! Did he enter the wrong book? Did he accidentally enter the infinite flow?

The few people who knew the situation subconsciously looked at Lu Wensheng. Tang He and the others were confused and also looked at Lu Wensheng with confusion in their eyes. In response, Lu Wensheng chose to remain silent.

Xun Ruo: "Speaking of which, the teleportation array is hidden in this place. How did you find it?"

Tang He: "Those fellow villagers told us."

Jiang Jinfeng leaned on the side with his arms folded, and snorted coldly: "These mortals are really brave! They dare to conceal it. Only you are kind enough to let them go."

Wu Feipeng boldly retorted: "It's their business whether they say it or not. How can it be so beautiful to capture them for experimentation and expect to get benefits from them?"

Jiang Jinfeng had an impression of Wu Feipeng. After all, he was a natural spiritual root. Bai Wenche had mentioned him a lot when he came back. Jiang Jinfeng sneered and didn't even look at him.

Wu Feipeng was stunned. As he had little experience, he didn't dare to argue with the other party. Moreover, he had no experience and was immediately choked.

Song Wen and his friends went to another place, not the Dead City, but fortunately, Tang He and Gu Jinzhi were also good at talking. Without waiting for Lu Wensheng to say anything, they started talking one after another like they were performing a crosstalk.

Tang He: "If you are given a pole, you know how to climb it, but if you are given a step, you don't know how to step down. If you don't have the ability, don't talk. It's more terrible to overestimate your own abilities."

Gu Jinzhi: "I heard that people who think too highly of themselves are usually just pretending."

Yan Qingshu said: Seeing their mouths as if filled with poison, my heart felt really warm.

Lu Wensheng: They are both really (holding their foreheads and smiling bitterly), sad (gan) heartless (de) sick (beautiful) crazy (bright)!

Jiang Jinfeng's face suddenly turned red. Jiang Xiuyuan glanced at him and was too lazy to say anything to his younger brother - he couldn't argue with him but he still insisted on getting close to him, showing his stubborn bad habits.

Lu Wensheng coughed and said, "Alright, alright, let's go in first."

Everyone stood in different lines and entered in different orders. Lu Wensheng and the others only felt a shaking and dizziness in front of their eyes, and in the blink of an eye they were in a new place.

What was even more dramatic was that the population in the teleportation array was still messed up. Lu Wensheng saw that Jiang Jinfeng was ready to make a move, but Ye Yingzhou, Yan Qingshu, Xun Ruo, and several disciples from the Discipline Hall, Xuanyi Pavilion, and Piaomiao Valley were still nearby.

Jiang Jinfeng didn't have the smartest brain like his brother. After seeing the situation clearly, he calmed down, kept silent, and quietly moved away from Lu Wensheng.

They seemed to be already in the city. They could vaguely see the outlines of buildings rising one after another, but there was a thick fog. It was still daytime, but this place seemed like another space. A full moon hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone on the fallen leaves on the blue bricks. White fog floated in wisps like cotton clouds, lingering in people's eyes.

The sky suddenly became overcast for unknown reasons. The moving dark clouds obscured a corner of the moon. Light and darkness chased each other. The high mountains that the city leaned against in the distance seemed to suddenly block out the sun. It seemed that they were the only people within a few miles.

"I have played horror script-killing games five times, escaped from the secret room eight times, and I am like a tank. Going to the haunted house is like Zhong Kui brushing up my sales. I once played the real-life experience hall of Qingshan Mental Hospital without batting an eyelid. People in the world call me the ghost-fearing one. Follow me, don't be afraid!"

Yan Qingshu leaned close to Lu Wensheng and whispered about her own achievements, saying that she was a master of the Tongtian era and asked Lu Wensheng to rest assured.

Naturally, the other disciples also heard Yan Qingshu’s mumbling. Although they didn’t understand some of the words, they felt it was impressive - her words clearly showed how powerful she was!

The disciples of the Discipline Hall were very familiar with Yan Qingshu, and they immediately came over and formed a circle around her.

"Sister Yan, please take me with you!"

"Senior sister, we need you!"

Yan Qingshu was flattered so much that she wished she could turn into a large double-door refrigerator and hold all the people in her arms. She felt like a fire in winter, burning herself to light up them.

Lu Wensheng was forced to squeeze in. He was not scared at all, but he was speechless.

Xun Ruo smiled and said, "They have a really good relationship."

Ye Yingzhou couldn't help but laugh: "Yeah, it's rare."

Jiang Jinfeng, who was excluded, said: "......" Humph! It's so sticky and disgusting.

After the joke, everyone explored forward together. Ye Yingzhou was the strongest in the team. He spread out his spiritual sense, but found that the things he could see in front of him could not be detected by his spiritual sense.

"It seems that we are already in the formation, and our spiritual awareness is restricted."

Lu Wensheng: "And maybe he's already in the den of ghosts."

Yan Qingshu: "What do you mean?"

Xun Ruo: "We have gone around this road several times."

Ye Yingzhou looked in one direction and sighed: "And the ghost master here is waiting for us here."

Everyone looked in the direction Ye Yingzhou was staring at, and saw a theater building. It looked old and dilapidated. There were even weeds growing in the cracks between the broken tiles on the building, but they were already dry.

The wild grass at the corner of the building fell down with the wind, and the towering theater building looked like a black shadow reaching into the sky. On the top, the flying eaves shone directly into the blood-red moonlight. Under the flying eaves of the theater building, there was another color. The ancient cypresses reaching into the sky were like ferocious ghost claws, and the gray railings and walls seemed to be shrouded in a foggy shadow.

The moment they looked over, the pair of deflated lanterns in front of the building suddenly lit up. The red and orange-red light made the plaque of the theater look a little more eerie. The thick vermilion door made a grinding sound and slowly opened, as if inviting them in. It was pitch black inside the door.

Lu Wensheng felt his legs go weak: "...Um, can I stop playing?"

Yan Qingshu clicked her tongue: "It seems impossible."

(Another large-scale group drama, this time the team is mainly chaotic, with a plot of Willow Knife Man~)