I am in the world of immortal cultivation

Qin Shu thought for a while and then said to the stall owner: "If you can tell us roughly what is in the small spiritual world, I can enshrine your tablet for a year when I go back, so that you can collect it for yourself. Willingness.”

After hearing what she said, the stall owner's eyes suddenly lit up, "Seriously?"

Qin Shu nodded, "Burn at least one stick of incense every day. If I am delayed in retreat or entering a secret realm, I will definitely make up for it in the future. How about that?"

The stall owner naturally agreed. Although few people go to the small spiritual world, you can still find out if you inquire carefully.

And their ghost cultivators really need the wishing power. It has been three thousand years since his death, and no one in this world has remembered to pay homage to him. Directly absorbing the wishing power from the wishing stone will cause a certain loss.

But he really couldn't refuse the conditions put forward by the female cultivator in front of him.

He told Qin Shu about the various scenes he encountered in the small spiritual world and the places where he gained the most from them.

Qin Shu was not idle either. She took out the paper and drew a map according to what he said and showed it to him.

After getting the other party's nod, Qin Shu handed the map to Xie Shiyuan with satisfaction and asked him to take a look.

"Fellow Taoist, since we have an agreement, can you also write me your own tablet?"

When you go out, you must be honest and trustworthy. You can't deceive other ghost cultivators just because they can't leave the ghost world.

Wouldn't that mean he lost his reputation as "King of Qin"?

After putting away the tablet written by the other party to her, Qin Shu thought for a moment, took out a red wish stone from the storage bracelet, and asked the stall owner: "Fellow Taoist, please help me take a look at this." Can things circulate in the ghost world? "

The stall owner took the wishing stone. As soon as it fell into his hands, his expression changed and he quickly returned the wishing stone to Qin Shu.

"Fellow Taoist, this thing is not a matter of circulation. Do you know that the evil energy here has been exposed to a lot, and it will take a trip to the eighteenth level of purgatory."

Qin Shu held the wish stone in her hand and fell into deep thought. It seemed that the ghost world might not have such a thing, but they might have already had a way to deal with it.

When he came out of the house, Xie Shiyuan was still discussing with Qin Shu: "We have to go to this small spiritual world."

Qin Shu also nodded, "We have to go there. We will go when we see the King of Hell later. If we go too late, everything in the small world of the spiritual world may be cleaned up by others."

Speaking of this, Qin Shu became curious again, "By the way, speaking of which, how come your things are in the small spiritual world?"

Xie Shiyuan shook his head, "Maybe... it was left behind by my clone."

When Qin Shu heard this, she immediately became interested again, "So, when we go to the small spiritual world this time, we are actually looking for the things you left behind?"

Xie Shiyuan nodded, "That's pretty much it."

Qin Shu immediately started gearing up, "Generally, the harvest in this small world of one's own is very rich. Back then, I got a lot of good things from Brother Ruiming's lair."

Xie Shiyuan looked at her earnest look and raised his hand to rub her head.

"We'll talk about it after we go back. Don't forget, we only have two souls now."

According to what the stall owner just said, only the soul does not have an advantage in that small spiritual world.

Qin Shu frowned, "But... we only know the entrance here."

Xie Shiyuan looked at Qin Shu, thought for a moment, and finally said solemnly: "Then look for Qisha Pavilion."

Qin Shu: "..."

Qin Shu was silent for a moment and then asked: "Big Snake, do you think we can go to Scarlet Gold City again and find the monk who sold me the Zixiao White Jade Sword?"

Xie Shiyuan: "..."

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally heard Xie Shiyuan say: "Then it is better to find Qisha Pavilion."

Qin Shu: "Yes."

She sent the news about searching for the small spiritual world to the stewards of Qisha Pavilion, trying to find the entrance to the small spiritual world before they went back.

"That's all, let them look for it slowly first, and then we can talk about it after we go see the King of Hell."

This time I went to the Hall of the King of Hell again. As soon as I entered the door, before I could see the King of Hell, I bumped into my ancestor.

The Patriarch was sitting in the seat that should have belonged to the King of Hell, holding a file and writing something on it with a pen.

Hearing the noise, he looked up towards the door and saw Qin Shu and Xie Shiyuan.

Qin Shu also took the opportunity to see the file he put on the table. It said either kill or die.

Qin Shu frowned imperceptibly. From the looks of it, their Xuantian Sect was definitely not managed by this ancestor back then.

According to this management method, can anyone still survive?

"Master, why are you here? Where is the King of Hell?" Qin Shu asked.

Taoist Xuantian frowned and looked at her, "I still want to ask you, why are you here again? Who is this with you?"

According to his eyesight, it is not difficult to see that these two are living souls, and this man's soul is extremely powerful.

Qin Shu glanced at Xie Shiyuan, and Xie Shiyuan immediately understood, saluted him with clasped fists, and then called, "Master."

Taoist Xuantian frowned even more tightly, "Are you also from our Xuantian Sect?"

Xie Shiyuan thought for a moment and said, "He is half a member of the Xuantian Sect."

Taoist Xuantian: "?"

He looked at Qin Shu doubtfully and heard Qin Shu explain: "He is my Taoist companion."

Taoist Xuantian: "???"

But the surprise was only temporary. He had been through a lot, so he quickly regained his composure.

"So, he is indeed half of our Xuantian Sect."

Qin Shu asked again, "Grandmaster, why is the King of Hell not here this time?"

"Oh." Taoist Xuantian adjusted his sleeves and explained, "We agreed to exchange identities for two months."

Qin Shu's eyes widened when she heard this, "You mean, you take his place and he robs for you?!"

Taoist Xuantian: "..."

"How can you talk like that, kid? He's going to enjoy my freedom!"

Qin Shu looked helpless, and Taoist Xuantian asked again, "Tell me, what are you going to do this time? Since you meet Grandmaster on duty here, maybe I can give you a backdoor."

Qin Shu's lips were pressed into a straight line, and she finally shook her head helplessly.

"Grandmaster, you may not be able to answer this question."

"Oh?" Taoist Xuantian looked at her in surprise, "Why?"

Qin Shu said again: "You... didn't live long enough."

Taoist Xuantian was silent, and after a moment he said: "But I have been dead for a long time."

Qin Shu shook her head, "Grandmaster, it's still not enough. We have some doubts, and perhaps only a cultivator who has lived for tens of thousands of years can help answer them. Since the King of Hell is not here, let's go ask Judge Cui."