Ghost Emperor Becomes God

It turned out that it was already bright at this time, and many women had gone to the river to wash clothes.

Zeng Xiaochen glanced at Cen Gan, turned around and ran away, with Cen Gan chasing after him quickly.

After running for a long distance, I could still hear the women talking. Sometimes, having too strong spiritual awareness is not a good thing.

The two men ran for a long time like ordinary people, and finally they could no longer hear the voices of the women.

The two of them stopped and looked at each other, laughing.

"Xiao Gan, I see they all call you that, so I'll call you that too." Zeng Xiaochen said, "We have finally left that damn place, Lingtian Palace."

What? Cen Gan was dumbfounded when he heard this. He had left Lingtian Palace, so what would happen to Ao Ce and the others?

Zeng Xiaochen smiled and said, "Today is a day off, and disciples of the Eastern Wasteland can leave Lingtian Palace to play. Luckily you met me, otherwise you would be in trouble. Don't worry, I will take you back tomorrow."

When Cen Gan heard that he could still go back, he felt relieved.

Is this the world outside Lingtian Palace? Cen Gan took a deep breath, and then he was stunned again. The spiritual energy outside was very abundant, but there was only spiritual energy, no original energy.

Zeng Xiaochen looked at Cen Gan's expression and smiled: "Is it different from the spiritual energy you inhaled in Lingtian Palace?"

Cen Gan nodded.

Zeng Xiaochen looked at Cen Gan. He didn't know why. Although Cen Gan's cultivation was very low, he couldn't help but want to tell him something. He even felt that Cen Gan might change everything. He didn't know why.

"Let me take you to the market first." Zeng Xiaochen said.

Cen Gan nodded happily.

Zeng Xiaochen was about to leave, but stopped and looked at Cen Gan's face carefully. His straight eyes made Cen Gan blush.

Cen Gan whispered, "Brother Chen, please don't look at me like that, okay? It's easy to cause misunderstanding."

Zeng Xiaochen's face also turned red, and he said, "Xiao Gan, don't let your imagination run wild. I just think your face is too pretty and it will easily attract attention. I bought a mask at the market before, let me put it on you."

After Zeng Xiaochen finished speaking, he took out a thin mask and put it on Cen Gan, who immediately turned into an ordinary man with an unremarkable appearance.

Then, Zeng Xiaochen's cultivation level was downgraded from Spirit Lord to Spirit Master.

Cen Gan secretly sensed that Zeng Xiaochen was actually a spiritual master.

Cen Gan forced himself to calm down. Most of the elders he had met before were at the Spiritual Emperor level. Even Zeng Xiaochen's master, Elder Hu, was at the peak of the Spiritual Emperor level.

According to Cen Gan's speculation, these elders should go to the headquarters Lingtian Palace when they reach the Lingzun level, just like Elder Qingming and Elder Geng. And why did Zeng Xiaochen hide his cultivation in Lingtian Palace?

Although the two men could not fly, they were very fast and soon arrived at the gate of a city: Donghuang City.

Is this the center of the entire East Wilderness? Cen Gan looked at the city. It was not very big. It was probably not as big as the Lingtian Palace where they were.

"Brother Chen, do you have any detailed maps? For example, Lingtian Palace, Donghuang or the entire spiritual world." Cen Gan asked.

Zeng Xiaochen thought for a moment, handed Cen Gan a jade slip and said, "Hurry up and make a copy. I stole it from the Sutra Library and I have to return it when I go back."

Steal? Cen Gan looked at Zeng Xiaochen with admiration on his face. He could actually steal something from the Sutra Library.

Zeng Xiaochen said narcissistically: "Don't envy me, I'm just a legend." Then he asked casually: "Do you know what the consequences will be if you are caught stealing things from the Sutra Library?"

Cen Gan shook his head. He had been trapped in the Abandoned Scripture Pavilion before and felt scared at the time. He didn't know what would happen next.

Zeng Xiaochen shrugged: "Actually, I don't know either. To be exact, I took advantage of my position to bring it here, so it's not considered stealing."

Cen Gan thought: Then you are not as good as me, I really stole it. But he looked calm and pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Brother Chen is still the best."

Cen Gan infiltrated his spiritual consciousness into the jade slip, and countless pieces of information poured into Cen Gan's brain. Cen Gan quickly concentrated this information in a corner of his sea of ​​consciousness and sorted it out when he had no more time.

Then, Cen Gan returned the jade slip to Zeng Xiaochen.

Zeng Xiaochen took the jade slip back and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot you didn't have a blank jade slip. I'll buy you a blank jade slip and carve it for you when we get to the market."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, senior brother." Cen Gan said politely, thinking in his heart that he was still impulsive. Fortunately, his sea of ​​consciousness was large enough, otherwise it would have been burst directly.

When the two entered the city, Cen Gan discovered that although ordinary people lived in an environment with abundant spiritual energy, most of them were spiritual disciples and there were not many spiritual masters.

"If an ordinary person does not practice systematically, he can usually only cultivate to the level of a spiritual master, with a lifespan of 200 years, and at most a spiritual general, with a lifespan of 300 years." Zeng Xiaochen transmitted the message.

Cen Gan followed Zeng Xiaochen to the tallest restaurant in the city and ordered a table of delicious food. Cen Gan, who had not eaten for a long time, ate with gusto.

Zeng Xiaochen often comes and says with a smile: "Eat quickly and eat more, or you won't be able to eat it later."

When Cen Gan heard this, he stopped and said, "Brother Chen, why do I feel like you are saying this as if I am eating my last meal before execution?"

Zeng Xiaochen rolled his eyes at Cen Gan and said, "This restaurant is going to be closed in the next few days. I heard that it can no longer operate."

Cen Gan looked at the restaurant. It was packed with diners. How could he not be able to continue his business?

Zeng Xiaochen said, "You don't understand." Then he transmitted his voice, "Lingtian Palace wants both money and people. Many people want to escape from the control of Lingtian Palace."

Cen Gan looked at Zeng Xiaochen with confusion.

Zeng Xiaochen continued to transmit his voice: "Most of the children with better talents in the East Wasteland were sent to Lingtian Palace. The few with better talents did not enter Lingtian Palace. I don't know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate for them."

"Have you finished eating? I'll take you to the cultivators' market." Zeng Xiaochen asked again.

Cen Gan looked at the food on the table and said honestly, "I haven't finished it, but I'm full."

Zeng Xiaochen laughed and said, "Don't tease me! Your face is already very funny."

After Zeng Xiaochen paid the bill, he led Cen Gan to the hotel's back kitchen, walked to a staircase, and went down with ease.

Cen Gan followed Zeng Xiaochen. It was a very deep and long staircase that meandered down. The corridor was pitch black and could not be seen with the naked eye. Only the spiritual sense could sense it a little.

Cen Gan sensed that he had gone very deep down, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Chen, is this free cultivator market below the restaurant? Didn't you say that the restaurant was moving away?"

Zeng Xiaochen did not stop and said, "That will not affect the existence of the Loose Cultivator Market."

Cen Gan wanted to ask something else, but he saw a light in front of him. Zeng Xiaochen had stopped and said to Cen Gan, "We have arrived at the free cultivator market. You will know when you see it."