I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

The vast purple air slowly comes from the east.

At Zhang Xian's mansion, everyone including Caotou Shen noticed this fluctuation.

Originally, after staying up all night, they should have been resting well.

But soon, Jiang Hanye got up, walked to the door, and saw Xu An sitting on the roof, with purple air gathering around him.

"Brother, is Xu Jun about to break through?"

Nearby, other disciples of the Shangqing Sect also sensed this fluctuation.

"Yes, the purple air is coming from the east, vast and mighty. This is the necessary process to enter the realm of Purple Mansion after achieving the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm."

Jiang Hanye nodded, his eyes slightly narrowed. He was a little surprised that Xu An had made a breakthrough at this time, but he did not show too much shock.

But if Xu An had practiced for just over a month, transforming from a powerless mortal ghost into a being about to enter the Purple Palace, I wonder how he would feel...

"Friend Xu is extremely talented and gifted. He was able to gather thousands of purple auras so easily. This is cause for celebration."

In the next room, Master Liaoduan was also awake.

He originally just closed his eyes slightly and recited scriptures silently in the morning, but the condensed waves of the power of heaven and earth were too strong.

As for the God of Land and other grass-headed gods who had no official positions at all but became spirits by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, they all looked at Xu An on the roof with envy.

How they wished that the person sitting cross-legged in the purple aura was themselves.

At this moment, Xu An had no idea what they were thinking.

He continuously absorbed the rich purple air into his body, washing over his limbs and bones.

His entire ghost body was in an icy blue color, as if his power had reached its extreme.

The cold fog between heaven and earth continued to intertwine and merge with this ice-blue aura.

usually.

Because they don’t have a physical body, ghost cultivators at this stage cannot open up their own purple palace like ordinary people.

He could only use the magic power and soul power in his body to construct a space to accommodate this purple energy.

But Xu An didn't intend to do so.

While he was condensing the purple energy and circulating his magic power, he directly added the power of his own soul into the two forces that were constantly twisting together and becoming increasingly thicker like hemp ropes.

This is the second option for ghost cultivators when breaking through the Purple Mansion, that is, transforming their bodies into the Purple Mansion.

Once successful, the purple energy, magic power, and one's own powerful soul power will be perfectly combined, giving it even more powerful combat power.

Of course, compared to the first method, it is more dangerous and more difficult. If you are not careful, you will fail and end up being seriously injured.

But at this moment, Xu An has the aura of incense on his body, and the soul-refining stone mill as a means of repairing his soul, so of course he will boldly try it.

Time passes by minute by minute, from the rising of the sun to noon.

In the city of Yangzhou, countless ordinary people saw the purple light shining from inside the prefectural yamen. They all thought it was an auspicious sign and knelt down in worship.

Zhang Xian was like one of his subordinates, telling them not to make a fuss or disturb Xu An's breakthrough.

He raised his head and looked at his former subordinate, a small-time judge, who was stirring up trouble and making Zhou Tianhan feel cold at this moment. He felt mixed emotions in his heart.

After watching for a long time, everyone's eyes were almost sore.

Suddenly, with Xu An as the center, a huge vortex of magical power was formed in an instant, reaching up to the sky and sinking to the earth.

Immediately afterwards, clouds moved in all directions, and dark clouds quickly covered the small piece of sky above Xu An's head.

In the storm, Xu An sat cross-legged in the center.

His body, which originally looked like a thousand-year-old black ice and was transparent to the bone and an icy blue, now emitted a rich purple light, like a piece of extremely transparent divine crystal comparable to scarlet jade.

As his breathing contracted and expanded, at a certain moment when he opened and closed his eyes, two strong purple rays of light shot out from his pupils, piercing through the void for several feet!

Ripples of magical power that were like substance, carrying the chill of a passing wind, spread out from the prefectural government office, causing all the mortals within a radius of several feet to shiver with cold, staring at the source of the power transmission in a trance.

You know, it’s the end of July or mid-August, the hottest season of summer!

This sudden coldness, like the coldest days of winter, makes people's hair stand on end and their backs go cold. It is simply beyond the comprehension of ordinary mortals!

Fortunately, after Xu An realized that there were people around him, he quickly opened his mouth and sucked all the power gathered by him into his stomach like a whale.

After the overflowing power quickly dissipated, he slowly stood up and suddenly a message appeared in front of him:

[Main quest, breakthrough to the Purple Mansion realm completed, available life span +8000 days.]

[Demon God Quest Prologue: The captured murderer seems fearless. Beneath his calm exterior, he seems to be hiding a greater conspiracy. Find out what they are planning.]

[Completion Reward: Lifespan +5000 days.]

With a slight movement of his mind, Xu An looked at the scrolling news in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned.

He had experienced the situation before where an epic mission had a prologue.

When going down to the Bronze Underground Palace, the system released eight sub-tasks, including the prologue and ending, as well as the six acts in the middle.

At this moment, after he broke through to the Purple Mansion Realm, not only did he trigger the Demon God Mission, but this thing also had a prologue.

That means there are definitely a lot of difficult tasks waiting for him.

Good guy!

Xu An's thoughts instantly turned to the murderer they had captured.

What the hell did they catch?

Could it be that what happened in Yinting Yangzhou will happen again?

As soon as he thought of this, he jumped off the roof, and Jiang Hanye and the others surrounded him.

"Xu An, have you achieved a breakthrough already?"

"I've been in Shangqing Sect for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen you break through so easily. Xu An, do you and your Yincha cultivation have any special methods to help you?"

"This is the first time I've seen this either. In just half a day, you've achieved a breakthrough like yours. Purple Qi is flowing from the east and converging into your body. This is cause for celebration!"

Zhang Xian blinked, raised his arms slightly, crossed his arms and nodded beside him.

He knew nothing about cultivation, and everything he heard sounded like heavenly scriptures.

But I couldn't just not react at all, so I almost wrote "I'm the same" on my face.

"Everyone, we can save the small talk for next time. I just had a bad feeling."

Ever since he became famous in the Yin Court, Xu An has gradually become accustomed to being watched by people. He doesn't really care about these people's thoughts and intentions, and can put them aside for the future.

"What premonition?"

A group of cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they knew that there were indeed cultivators who, as their strength increased, could vaguely comprehend the changes in the world, the traces of the great Dao, and could glimpse some of their destinies.

But Xu An’s strength at this moment is not at this level, right?

"Don't you think that the guy we captured is very problematic?"

Xu An frowned, looked up at the people from Shangqing Sect and said:

"Hanye, you've been investigating the murder for a few days now. He committed many murders along the way, but he never stopped. Why did he enter Yangzhou City instead of running away?"

"this…"

Jiang Hanye was stunned. He didn't know how to answer.

"Let's go, I'm going to interrogate him. I'm afraid there's a bigger conspiracy brewing here."

Hearing Xu An's words, many cultivators couldn't help but look at each other, including Zhang Xian. After a brief thought, they all nodded.

A group of people suddenly stepped into the trap of Yangzhou Prefecture.

In the dark and damp underground, torches were lit on both sides of the walls. The yamen runners from Yangzhou and the grass-headed god who had cultivated from beans and garlic sprouts, upon seeing that all the gentlemen had arrived, hurriedly stood up to greet them.

"Open."

As soon as the words fell, the dungeon chains opened.

On the haystack, the meridians of his limbs were locked, and the magic power in his body was suppressed. The murderer, who was beaten half to death, just lay on the haystack.

After Xu An walked in, he sat down against the wall, looked at his face covered in blood and his eyes wide open, and said softly:

"Your Lishan Sword Sect is a great sect in the human world. You have incense, inheritance, secret techniques, magic weapons, what don't you have?"

"This secret and evil technique, can it make you advance by leaps and bounds, or make you an immortal right away? Why do you have to do such evil things as cannibalism and devouring human essence, blood, and souls?"

The monk from the Lishan Sword Sect lying on the ground had no expression on his face. He stared at Xu An motionlessly, like a dead body.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xu An continued:

"Unfortunately, I was the one who discovered the secret of your sect's evil cultivation method. Remember the woman who went to investigate your sect? She was my companion!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples of Shangqing Sect, including Jiang Hanye, widened their eyes.

Master Leduan and the others all blinked and looked at each other.

"Look, this all started because of me, and it all ends because of me. Even if you practice evil techniques, you still can't beat me. You can't even practice faster than me. You're such a loser!"

With a contemptuous voice, Xu An used his toes to kick the monk from the Lishan Sword Sect, who looked like a dead dog, and tried his best to provoke him with his arrogant and domineering appearance, which made people hate him.

"Do you think you won?"

He didn't care about anything Xu An said before, including the fact that the matter of Lishan Sword Sect was exposed and it was Xu An who discovered it, and that he was in his hands.

Because he knew clearly that from beginning to end, this little Yin God was an insignificant character.

Even if it weren't for the monks from the Shangqing Sect and the old monk, if we hadn't met head-on, he would have killed this living ghost within ten rounds.

But the words "You are not as good as me in cultivation, you are such a waste" really hurt him.

Because at the moment when Xu An kicked him, he also activated his magic power.

In a trance, he actually saw purple air flowing, mixing with his ice-blue magic power.

After not seeing him in the middle of the night, he actually broke through to the Purple Mansion?

"What? You still have the guts to make a comeback? If I wanted to, I could crush you to death right now!"

Seeing that the provocation was effective, Xu An had no psychological burden at all. He raised his foot and stepped on the guy's head, crushing him back and forth with force.

"Look, it's absolutely true that you're a waste!"

"Don't think you're great just because you're a Yin God. You'll beg me. It won't be long before you're on your knees begging me!"

With his mouth full of blood and a roar coming from his throat, this guy from Lishan Sword Sect started laughing like a madman.

Xu An frowned slightly, and while his mind was moving, he was already planning to use the soul-refining stone mill.

Whether it was for mission considerations or out of concern for the safety of the entire Yangzhou city, he had to find a way to pry open this guy's mouth.

"Sir, something bad has happened. Someone in the West Quarter, where the fire broke out last night, has reported that someone poisoned the water and has now poisoned a large area!"

In the dungeon, the bailiffs from the Yangzhou government office ran in quickly, gasping for breath.

As soon as these words were spoken, the many cultivators present turned around and looked at the yamen runner, and then looked at each other.

At that moment, they both saw worry on each other's faces.

In the prison, the cultivator from the Lishan Sword Sect was still laughing, and he looked extremely ferocious.

He looked at Xu An and said:

"So what if you're a Yin God? Without the energy of incense, you can't even survive the heavenly punishment. You're just a bunch of thieves pretending to be good people for the sake of human power. Pah!"

Xu An stared at him, turning a deaf ear to his words and said:

"Did you poison me?"

"So what!"

Xu An said in a cold voice:

"Hand over the antidote."

"Hahahaha, an antidote? I've been killing people all along the way, refining my heart blood and fusing it with divine power. I want these people to be buried with you. How can there be an antidote?"

The smile on his face was exaggerated, and the cultivator from the Lishan Sword Sect looked like a madman, which made people feel scared.

Xu An raised his foot and kicked him against the wall like a dead dog, turning around and walking out, saying:

"Let's go and see if there's any way to detoxify."

After leaving the Yangzhou government office, a group of people rushed to the west alley again.

After arriving, Xu An stood in the daylight and saw many people with purple faces lying on the roadside.

Some people just squatted there and vomited continuously.

The doors of every household were wide open, and a series of weak wails, like those of great pain, could be heard from inside.

In Yangzhou City, doctors from other areas also arrived one after another after hearing the news.

But until now, they have not found any cure.

Xu An took two steps forward, approached an unconscious old woman, opened her eyelids and looked, and found that she was almost unconscious.

I reached out and felt his pulse, and found that the qi and blood in his body were already very weak.

Not only that, Xu An could also feel that the soul in her body was rapidly becoming weaker, as if it had been drained by something.

"What kind of poison is this? It's so fierce that it can suppress even the Qi, blood, spirit and soul so quickly?"

Zen Master Leduan used his magical power to try to forcibly expel the poison, but suddenly discovered that it was not so much a poison as it was a strange magical power that was difficult to isolate, attached to the soul's essence and blood, and constantly devoured it.

"This isn't poison. This is the power of the Dark Dao State. Although it's unclear how it was cultivated, it does have the ability to devour spirits and control living things."

"The cultivators of the Lishan Sword Sect were also infected by this power. He used his own blood and essence to refine this power and threw it into the water, which is why these people were poisoned."

Xu An frowned. Although he understood why these people were poisoned, he didn't understand why the other party did this.

Was it really just to let the people of Yangzhou be buried with him?

He doesn't believe it!

So what exactly is the problem?