Chapter 122: Soul Binding

Chapter 122: Soul Binding

Chapter 122: Soul Binding

Hua Changxi walked on the long, foggy and dimly lit road. She became less and less confident as she walked. The visibility was too low and she could not see the end of the road at all. The future was unknown and she wanted to give up.

Call ~
A gust of eerie cold wind blew by, and Hua Changxi couldn't help but shiver.

Because of this tremor, she became alert instantly.

She was not afraid of the cold. She shivered not because she felt cold, but because she felt pain, a gnawing pain.

In the cold wind, it seemed as if something alive was biting her!

When another gust of cold wind blew, Hua Changxi immediately activated his spiritual power, and in an instant, his body was covered with a layer of flames.

"Ah~"

The cold wind hit the flames, and a shrill scream suddenly came from the wind.

Hearing the sound, Hua Changxi was shocked and frightened. There was actually a living creature in the gloomy wind.

The flames on Hua Changxi's body seemed to have angered the living creatures in the cold wind. "Whoosh~", and the surrounding fog began to surge.

Soon, cold winds began to blow from all directions, and all of them blew towards Hua Changxi.

Under the fierce impact of the cold wind, the flame on Hua Changxi's body showed signs of extinguishing.

Seeing this, Hua Changxi quickly increased his spiritual power output, and the blazing fireworks and the strong cold wind began to confront each other.

Seeing that the wind was getting stronger and stronger, Hua Changxi became a little anxious. It was her first time in the ghost market and she knew nothing. She didn't want to make too much noise.

‘Boom~’

A fire lotus bloomed on Hua Changxi's body.

"Ah~"

An even sharper and more piercing sound was rang out, and at the same time, a cold wind surged, and in a twist, a skull emitting green light emerged.

When Hua Changxi saw the skull, he condensed a fire lotus and threw it over without thinking.

The skull was enveloped by the fire lotus and immediately began to rush around in the fire lotus in frustration.

Seeing that the fire lotus could not burn the skull, Hua Changxi was shocked. Until then, a mini firebird flew out of the fire lotus. The firebird sprayed out a wisp of flame and directly burned the skull clean.

The Firebird is the magical power she gained after the Vermillion Bird bloodline in her body was activated. Its power is to burn the soul.

What is Yuanshen?
According to her understanding, it is the human soul.

If this is the case, then the skull in the cold wind is formed by the condensation of souls!

She just felt pain, it must be the skull gnawing at her soul.

“Ghost Market.”

She originally thought that the Ghost Market was just a place where monks gathered to trade, but she didn't expect it to be a place where "ghosts" gathered.

After the skull disappeared, the gloomy wind dissipated and the surroundings returned to silence.

Do you want to keep going?
Looking at the terrifying and gloomy road ahead, Hua Changxi hesitated. After considering for a long time, he decided to continue moving forward.

She couldn't stay in a safe place forever, she needed to explore the real world of monks.

After that, there was no more cold wind along the way.

Hua Changxi gritted his teeth and walked forward. After an unknown amount of time, some lights of other colors finally appeared in the gloomy and dark fog.

It was a sparkling green river with an old wooden bridge across the river. In front of the bridge stood a hunchbacked white-haired old woman, who was stirring a pot of steaming soup.

Looking at this scene, Hua Changxi really couldn't go on.

But on the other side of the river, dim lanterns were lit. Through the light, she could vaguely see the streets and countless people walking on the streets.

That should be the place where the monks trade.

Just as Hua Changxi stopped and hesitated, five monks appeared behind her.

It was obvious that the five people came together. They had a common feature, which was that they were wearing black robes with only a pair of eyes exposed.

I don’t know if it’s because of the black robes they were wearing, Hua Changxi couldn’t detect their cultivation level.

Seeing Hua Changxi without any disguise, these people were obviously surprised.

Hua Changxi wanted to see how these five monks would cross the bridge, so he carefully stepped aside and let them go first.

However, when these five monks passed by Hua Changxi, they attacked Hua Changxi at the same time.

Hua Changxi's expression changed and he used his spiritual power to resist the attack.

As she was in the Nascent Soul stage, her spiritual power was so powerful that a cultivator in the Qi Hai stage could not resist it. She did not even need to attack the five people. They were blown away by the spiritual power she exerted and fell heavily more than ten meters away. Two of them even vomited blood after landing.

"No, let's go quickly."

The five of them obviously didn't expect that such a young girl would have such a high level of cultivation. Knowing that they were no match for Hua Changxi, they ran towards the wooden bridge as if they were escaping.

When they reached the wooden bridge, the five people took the soup handed to them by the white-haired old woman without hesitation, drank it all, and then quickly crossed the river.

Seeing that they all drank the soup so naturally, Hua Changxi was a little surprised. Could it be that the soup cooked by the white-haired old lady was harmless to monks?
Repelling the five cultivators also gave Hua Changxi a certain amount of confidence. They all dared to enter the Ghost Market, so she, whose cultivation level was higher than theirs, was even less afraid.

Moreover, she had come all the way here, but returned empty-handed without finding out anything. She was a little unwilling to give up, and after hesitating for a moment, she took out the Fuwa mask she had bought earlier from the storage beads and put it on.

Although it is not as good as other people's black robes, it is still a disguise and is not completely exposed.

Hua Changxi walked to the wooden bridge wearing the Fuwa mask.

The white-haired old lady had seen the battle between Hua Changxi and the five monks. When she saw the 'Fuwa' in front of her, a smile appeared on her wrinkled face: "Little girl, is this your first time in the ghost market?"

Hua Changxi looked at the boiling soup in the pot and recognized that it was just a soup that blocked spiritual power. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Why does mother-in-law ask this?"

The white-haired old lady smiled and said, “Even if this is your second time in the ghost market, you will not let go of those five monks just now.”

Hua Changxi: "They didn't do anything to me, why do you have to kill them all?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old woman laughed and said, "I haven't seen someone as broad-minded as you for a long time." As she said that, she scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to Hua Changxi with a smile.

Hua Changxi could hear the mockery in the white-haired grandma's words. He looked at her, took the bowl of soup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, the white-haired old lady smiled again and said, "People who come to the ghost market for the first time don't dare to drink the soup cooked by an old woman like me. You are so straightforward."

Hua Changxi: "The monks in front of us dared to drink it, so I guess this soup should be harmless."

The white-haired grandmother listened and said "tsk tsk" twice, thinking that there are such naive people in the world. Looking at the Fuwa mask Hua Changxi was wearing, she said jokingly: "The mask you are wearing is useless, it's the same as not wearing it at all."

Hua Changxi was puzzled: "How could it be?"

The white-haired old lady said, "You saw the black robes those five people were wearing just now. They are not ordinary clothes. They are robes that can block the detection of spiritual consciousness. Your mask is just an ordinary object. It doesn't even have the most basic defensive ability."

Seeing Hua Changxi's surprise, the white-haired granny asked with a smile: "How is it, do you regret letting those five people go? Even if you only kill one person, you can get their robes."

Hua Changxi didn't dwell on the murder, but asked the most crucial question: "When you come to the ghost market, do you have to wear robes that block spiritual detection?"

The white-haired grandmother knocked on the pot in front of her and said, "The soup in the pot is the soul-sealing soup. After drinking it, you will not be able to use your soul power anymore."

After hearing this, Hua Changxi pretended to mobilize his spiritual power, but when he found out that his spiritual power was sealed, he immediately acted panic-stricken.

The white-haired grandmother smiled after seeing this and said, "Little girl, you are too inexperienced. Think about it. Since everyone who comes here has sealed their spiritual power, there is no danger between them. But why do they still wear robes that block spiritual consciousness?" This question really stumped Hua Changxi, but she soon figured it out: "Wearing robes that block spiritual consciousness is not to protect against other cultivators, but to protect against people in the ghost market."

The white-haired grandmother finally gave Hua Changxi a look of approval: "You're not that stupid."

When Hua Changxi saw that the white-haired grandmother confirmed his answer, his heart sank.

Spiritual Detection
If a cultivator wants to project his spiritual consciousness, he must advance to the Lingtai realm.

Does this mean that the people who run the ghost market are all powerful people in the Lingtai realm?

Hua Changxi was feeling a little heavy-hearted. She had originally thought that it was rare for her to advance to the Nascent Soul stage so quickly, but she had not expected that there would be a powerful person at the Lingtai stage in the ghost market.

"Mother-in-law, where can I buy the vestments that can block the divine consciousness?"

The white-haired grandmother was really surprised and looked at Hua Changxi in astonishment: "Have you and your master always been secluded from the world?"

Any monk who has some connections can probably get to know a few robe masters.

Hua Changxi fell silent. She did not hide away from the world, but she had never entered the circle of cultivators.

At this time, two more waves of monks came from not far away.

There were three people on one side. They wore cloaks and the same green robes. Hua Changxi couldn't tell their cultivation level and guessed that the green robes they wore should also be monastic robes.

There were more people on the other side, more than a dozen in total, dressed differently and without covering their faces, but Hua Changxi still couldn't tell their cultivation levels. These people were either wearing monastic robes or had other magic weapons on them.

The cultivators on both sides are quite powerful, and both have cultivators in the Jindan stage.

Seeing that Hua Changxi was reluctant to cross the river, the white-haired grandmother smiled and reminded her, "Little girl, you can't use your spiritual power now. If you don't want to die, cross the bridge quickly."

Hua Changxi knew that there might be Lingtai realm cultivators in the ghost market. She was unprepared and actually didn't want to go any deeper. But after hearing the reminder from the white-haired grandma, and noticing that the two waves of cultivators were speeding up their pace towards the wooden bridge, she didn't want to take the Jieling Pill in front of the white-haired grandma, so she quickly stepped onto the wooden bridge.

The white-haired old woman looked at Hua Changxi crossing the river and a strange smile appeared on her face. Then, she shook her head with regret, sighed, and continued to boil the soup in the pot.

After Hua Changxi stood on the other side of the river, she immediately took out a spiritual pill and swallowed it. Only after she was sure that she could mobilize her spiritual power again did she breathe a sigh of relief.

The next moment, she heard the sound of fighting coming from the other side of the river. Turning around, she saw the two groups of monks fighting.

After a battle, the monks with more people won, and the other three monks fell in a pool of blood.

Then, the green robes of the three people were stripped off, and all their belongings were taken away. Finally, the bodies of the three people were kicked into the Green River by the monks from the other side.

As soon as the body entered the Green River, the river began to surge.

Faintly, Hua Changxi seemed to hear the sound of gnawing.

Watching those monks dividing the spoils on the spot as if nothing had happened, Hua Changxi took a deep breath and warned himself in his heart that he must be careful and not become someone else's prey!

After dividing the spoils, the dozen or so monks began to drink the soup cooked by the white-haired woman. However, after drinking the soup, they did not cross the river immediately.

This made Hua Changxi feel a little strange, as if they were waiting for something.

"What a fragrant soul."

A creepy hoarse voice suddenly sounded in Hua Changxi's ears, and then she heard the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground.

Hua Changxi's expression changed drastically. The cold and gloomy wind started blowing again at some point, the gray fog in the air became thicker, and visibility became low again.

In just a few seconds, she couldn't even see the other side of the river.

Realizing that something was wrong, Hua Changxi turned around without saying a word and wanted to run onto the wooden bridge and return to the other side of the river.

"Whoo~"

As soon as one foot stepped onto the wooden bridge, Hua Changxi heard the sound of an object breaking through the air, but she did not feel any fluctuations of spiritual energy and could only avoid the attack by using sound.

In the thick mist, she saw two iron claws emitting a sinister and cold glow, attacking her from the left and right at the same time.

She dodged one but failed to avoid the other, and was grabbed by the iron claw on her left shoulder.

This was not a fatal injury, and Hua Changxi was confident that she could break free from the iron claws. However, the next moment, she was horrified. She found that she could not control her body and just stood there motionless on the wooden bridge.

After she was frozen, the gray fog in the air began to dissipate, and soon she could see everything on the other side of the river clearly again.

She saw the white-haired old woman still looking at her with a smile, and saw the dozen or so monks looking at her as if she were a fool.

Then she heard the sound of chains rubbing against the ground again.

Then, Hua Changxi saw from the corner of her eye that two tall and strong men with ferocious looks walked out of the darkness, each holding a sinister iron claw chain in their hands, and the iron claw on one of the chains was hooked on her left shoulder.

The two big men walked up to Hua Changxi, took off her mask, and looked her up from head to toe. They said with satisfaction, "Venerable Niutou likes beautiful female cultivators the most."

Then, under the gaze of the white-haired grandmother and more than a dozen monks, Hua Changxi was dragged away by two big men like a walking corpse.

"Hey~"

The leading Jindan cultivator sighed: "You dare to come to the ghost market without even bringing a magical tool to isolate the soul's aura. Aren't you courting death?"

At this moment, Hua Changxi, who couldn't control his body, was really frightened.

What on earth is this iron claw?
Why can't she control her body anymore?
At this moment, Hua Changxi not only realized that her understanding of the world of cultivators was too shallow, but also discovered that she was fighting too alone.

Only Lin Sheng knew that she came to the ghost market, and Lin Sheng had only known her for two days. If she disappeared, he would not have tried his best to look for her, let alone find someone to save her.

Moreover, she didn't know any powerful people, so she couldn't find anyone to save her.

In anxiety and fear, Hua Changxi was dragged by two big men towards the place with the strongest light.

On the road, every few meters, you will see a dim skull lamp. From a distance, it looks a bit like a lantern that illuminates the world at night.

Soon, a huge mountain shaped like a bull's head appeared in sight.

From the outside it looked like a huge mountain, and inside was a stone palace. Hua Changxi was pulled into the mountain and brought to an empty hall.

On the stone bed just above the main hall, there lay a gigantic yellow bull.

The two big men knelt on one knee and said, "Your Excellency, we have a gift to offer you."

The yellow cow slowly opened its eyes and saw Hua Changxi being hooked by the soul-catching claws. Its eyes lit up and it quickly stood up.

As the scalper stood up, white light began to shine all around it, and as the white light surged, it transformed into a tall, muscular man in a white vest.

Huang Mang walked up to Hua Changxi with a smile and circled around her twice: "She is so beautiful, I like it, especially the lotus pattern between her eyebrows, which really wins my heart."

"What a pity, it's red. It would be better if it had a green lotus pattern."

The two big men were Huang Mang's confidants and knew Huang Mang's thoughts. They immediately laughed and said, "Your Excellency, are you thinking about the Venerable Bilian of Lotus Mountain again?"

Huang Mang sighed, looking like a resentful husband: "What can I do if I want to? You won't even let me touch your hand. Forget it, it would be nice to find a female cultivator from the human race to relieve my boredom."

As he spoke, under Hua Changxi's cold gaze, he reached out and touched the lotus pattern between her eyebrows.

However, the moment Huang Mang's hand touched the lotus pattern, flames began to flow in the lotus pattern.

"what."

White smoke came out of Huang Mang's hand, and he quickly withdrew his hand. At the same time, he looked at Hua Changxi in astonishment, and then his face darkened: "I don't like the smell of this human female cultivator. Throw her into the Soul Well."

(End of this chapter)