Seeing the token, the black and white guardian's eyes suddenly widened, revealing the colour of struggle on his face.

But ultimately, loyalty to the Ghost King suppresses awe and fear of the legendary meditation.

“No!” black-and-white guardian shook his head, "No one is allowed to enter except the doctor, who lives in the Holy Land! But we can assure you that the doctor is absolutely safe in there. ”

“I went to your sanctuary. Isn't that where the old Vietnamese guy slept and practiced? I don't know how many times I've been in and out of here hundreds of years ago! You weren't even born when I peed in there! ”

“Outrageous! How dare you insult the King of Ghosts!” The black-and-white guardian suddenly stood up and revealed his intent to kill.

At this point, Luther laughed, “Lord Cold Night, what's your hurry? The Haunted King's house is a stone room, with no windows, only one door, we're standing outside the door, and no one else can get in, so you're still worried about Mei Doctor's dangers? ”

What else to say on a cold night was stopped by a gentle pat by Muay.

And then she took a deep look at Luther, and she said, "Okay, I agree, I'm going in alone. ”

= = =

Heavy stone doors close behind you.

Moe slowly walked into it and felt the spiritual power of the wires gushing out of the ground.

No wonder this is called the Temple of Haunts.

Turns out there's a spiritual vein buried beneath this stone house.

Although the spiritual vein is very thin, only the spiritual power of the wire seeps out.

But by practicing beside this spiritual vein, the martial arts advance several times faster than usual outside.

In the cave found in Mount Doe on that day, Muang also hid such a spiritual vein.

Yet there is far less crude and pure from the spiritual vein of the Temple of Ghosts.

When Muyan found the spiritual vein, he just thought that practicing Xuan Qi next to him would grow much faster.

But now she doesn't know until she has a root in her body.

The most precious of the spiritual veins is simply not to allow the warrior to absorb more Xuan Qi.

Instead, there is the spiritual spirituality that seeps through the wires. In the martial arts continent, there is no such thing as spirituality.

If practiced by the spiritual vein for a long time, even the root bone of a human will gradually improve.

In previous life, this spiritual vein eventually fell into the hands of Miyagi Chiyuki, I'm afraid.

……

Mu Yan frowned slightly, squatted down and gently touched the ground where the green stone was laid.

The palms touched the ground and just felt more intense and pure.

She couldn't even speak of Shutai.

Both the meridians and the dantian seem to have been washed.

This is not the same as the spiritual power in the celestial violin space.

The spiritual power in the Celestial Concert space can only be used by her to refine the alchemy.

I want to practice, but I don't know why, I can't absorb anything.

“It would be a shame if you could keep your spiritual veins around.” Muang muttered with some regret.

In this way, her spiritual training level may grow as well as Xuanshu.

However, the voice had just fallen and the mutation was steep.

All of a sudden, only a candle fire was lit in the dark stone chamber, and a bright light suddenly lit up.

A loud violin sound that echoes in a confined space.

Moo-yan looked up stunned and saw her magic harp flying out of the sky without knowing when.

Play it yourself and let out a bright white light.

With the sound of the violin, the white light seemed to form a vortex, spinning and expanding.