However, Qin Ziyan felt a chill down her spine when she recalled that he had said that there were hundreds of thousands of vengeful souls in the city.
Moreover, for some reason, the city did feel a little cold.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there were vengeful souls wandering everywhere in the city.
This made her very uncomfortable.
So, she deliberately looked for Chen Beixuan to divert her attention.
"You said that Xiangyang City had been defended for three years without food. How did they survive?”
"Everything that could be eaten has been eaten. Rats, birds, ants, cockroaches, even grass roots, tree bark, Guanyin soil, and finally, they even exchanged their children for food.”
Chen Beixuan said in a low voice.
"You probably don't know what Guanyin clay is. It's a type of white clay that can't be digested.
They accumulated in their stomachs until their stomachs exploded and they died.”
"There's also the exchange of children…"
Qin Ziyan continued,"
"He said he couldn't bear to eat his own child, so he exchanged children with others to eat…"
"That's right. That's why the vengeful souls in this city are not ordinary vengeful souls.”
Chen Beixuan said slowly.
Qin Ziyan felt her hair stand on end and quickly hid behind Chen Beixuan.
Miao Fangfang, Che Ru, and the others behind her felt that this little girl was simply too timid. In the martial arts world, there were things like ghosts and gods that could be believed in, but there were none that could be believed in.
Those who said they had seen it with their own eyes were mostly hysterical.
After walking for a while, they finally arrived at the altar in the city.
There were a million people in Xiangyang City, so the space was naturally huge.
They were not in a hurry, so they walked for a while.
Although the altar was called an altar, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a city within a city.
There was also a tall wall, and the altar was in the middle of the wall.
Outside the wall was a small moat.
The river water of Guangling was drawn in by digging a tunnel and passed through the city, forming the river in the city.
The altar was built on the surface of the river, dividing the river into two. After passing through the altar, they converged again.
There were four gates on the wall that were connected to four suspension bridges. If one wanted to enter the altar, they had to enter from these four suspension bridges.
However, ordinary people could not enter the altar.
Even King Qingyang could not enter unless he had something to do.
Inside the altar was the Taoist of Dragon Tiger Mountain, who was ferrying the souls of the dead every day.
It had already been more than ten years, but he still had not finished ferrying the soul.
Chen Beixuan suspected that the Dragon Tiger Mountain Masters were slacking off.
Otherwise, they had learned too much. Only a fool would not do it if they could get the support of the imperial court by putting on an act at the altar every day.
They didn't even need to put on any airs because no one dared to enter the altar without permission.
However, since Chen Beixuan was here, he had to set a precedent.
Otherwise, wouldn't he have come to Xiangyang City in vain?
They chose a suspension bridge and slowly walked toward the altar.
Some passers-by nearby were shocked when they saw someone actually entering the altar and pointed at him.
It was not that no one wanted to enter the altar to investigate.
However, the Taoist priests and immortals of Mount Longhu could not be faked.
Before they could enter the altar, they were all thrown out.
Seeing that Chen Beixuan and the others were not dressed in Qingzhou attire, the passers-by thought that they were probably going to be punished by the Taoists of Longhu Mountain.
Chen Beixuan suddenly stopped on the suspension bridge.
Qin Ziyan, who was on tenterhooks and had goosebumps in her heart, accidentally bumped into him.
"What's wrong?"
"Someone is coming."
Old Wang suddenly said.
Even his expression became more solemn as he slowly took the sword box in his hand.
In the next moment, they saw endless black qi rising from the siege of the altar.
A black mass of people came with a huge pressure.
The sky seemed to have darkened all of a sudden, like the scene before a storm, oppressive and heavy.
Countless mournful howls came from the black gas, like the wails of thousands of ghosts.
He slowly walked out under the cover of the black gas.
Qin Ziyan almost threw herself into Chen Beixuan's arms.
Although she was a little scared, she knew that Chen Beixuan was lying to her.
But now that she had seen it for herself, she felt that she would not be able to sleep for the next few days.
Miao Fangfang and the other two immediately became nervous.
They also felt a great pressure.
Even they were almost unable to withstand it.
Chen Beixuan narrowed his eyes and saw a white figure walking out of the gate.
The two of them faced each other. If they wanted to leave through this door, they would have to pass by the suspension bridge where Chen Beixuan was.
It was a woman dressed in white monk robes. Her eyebrows were like moons and her eyes were like stars.
Her jade-like face was naturally happy, and her red lips were a little red.
There was a faint smile on her lips, merciful yet solemn.
Her hair was tied up in a high bun, and a few strands of hair fluttered in the wind.
Although he was wearing a monk's robe, it was also a modified style. It clung to his body and outlined his graceful curves.
His body was tall, but he was well-proportioned and full of vitality.
Such a woman who was both compassionate and charming.
At this moment, there was thick black gas behind him, hiding countless vengeful souls.
He really looked like a Bodhisattva who had walked out of a painting.
The Bodhisattva looked up at Chen Beixuan.
In an instant, Chen Beixuan's vision turned upside down. It was as if there were countless beauties surrounding him. They were dressed in light clothes and floating around in seductive postures. It was as if he had fallen into a fairyland.
However, when he saw the faces of these beauties clearly, he immediately felt a chill run down his spine.
Because every beauty had the same face as that female Bodhisattva!
If someone saw his eyes now, they would definitely be shocked.
Because his eyes seemed to be filled with snow, turning snow-white!
Chen Beixuan's Genuine Qi surged through his meridians as if it was going to burst his body.
However, he slowly closed his eyes.
His face, which had turned red due to the surging blood essence, gradually returned to its original color.
The restless zhenqi in his body slowly calmed down.
Chen Beixuan slowly opened his eyes.
He was a little shocked. This seemingly merciful female Bodhisattva had almost made him fall into an illusion with just a glance.
If it wasn't for the Sword God's inheritance, he might have exploded and died.
Old Wang, who was at the side, finally felt relieved.
When he was about to help Chen Beixuan, Chen Beixuan had escaped from the illusion.
The female Bodhisattva was also slightly surprised.
She slowly walked up the suspension bridge, her slender legs faintly visible under her monk robe.
When she was in front of Chen Beixuan, she stopped and looked straight into his eyes.
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