The older villager exchanged a few words with him and then joined a few other people. He first thanked Mu Fangya and the others, and then knelt down and thanked Li Yu: "Thank you, Immortal, for saving me."
"I have no way of repaying the immortal's kindness. I dare to ask the immortal for his name. When we go back, we villagers in Xiaoguo Village will definitely set up a longevity tablet for the immortal and worship it for generations to come."
He was somewhat motivated, thinking of taking this opportunity to establish a relationship with Li Yupan, so that he could have a backer so that he would not be blinded if similar things happened in the future.
"Pindao herring, as for the ranking of longevity, there is no need."
Li Yu waved his sleeves and said calmly: "You just need to remember not to get close to Niujiao Mountain in the future, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
Several people nodded their heads in confusion. When Mu Fanya and Coul Xun saw Li Yu waving his hand, they cast a magic spell, causing the villager to return to normal, and their expressions changed slightly.
Being able to cure villagers infected with strange things with just a few gestures is not something ordinary people can have.
What they didn't know was that Li Yu's soft water zhenqi was so pure that it could not be contaminated by other filth, and most of all, it rejected foreign energy.
This villager named Tieniu had been exposed to the mist for a short time and was still saved, so Li Yu managed to save him.
If this person turns into a slave and his soul and body are completely contaminated, no matter how exquisite Li Yu's magical powers are, he will not be able to save him.
After figuring out what he wanted to know, Li Yu couldn't bear to waste time here, so he turned around and wanted to rush into Niujiao Mountain.
At this time, Na Mu Fanya stopped him with words: "Fellow Taoist, please stay."
"It turns out that my fellow Taoist from the Zixia Sect is in trouble?"
Li Yu looked back at him with a calm expression.
He is quite familiar with Zixia Sect. In his previous life, Li Yu inherited the Taoism of a casual cultivator by chance.
The casual cultivator has a close relationship with the Zixia Sect, and even Li Yu knows a lot about the Zixia Sect.
Seeing that the other party knew her true identity at a glance, but her reaction was mediocre, Mu Fangya suddenly had a guess in her heart and warned her seriously:
"There may be unknown strange things hidden in this mountain, which are extremely dangerous. Although Taoist friends have advanced cultivation and exquisite swordsmanship, they still need to be cautious."
It was obvious that there might be unknown weirdness hidden in Niujiao Mountain, and she wondered why Li Yu was so impulsive.
"Thanks for the reminder, fellow Taoist, but I have my own plans."
Faced with other people's kind reminders, Li Yu couldn't be too indifferent and nodded in response.
After that, he ignored Coulson, who was slightly hostile to him, and walked into the mist alone.
With Li Yu's intrusion, the lifeless gray-white mist slightly rippled and boiled.
When Li Yu's figure disappeared into the mist, the gray-white mist returned to its original state, becoming stagnant and condensed.
"This fellow Taoist calls himself Qingyu. Could it be that he was the one who sealed the Great Seal of your Demon-Suppressing Division before..."
Mu Fangya withdrew her gaze and looked at Coulson.
The fact that the famous Li Zhu was defeated by an unknown monk had already spread and caused quite a sensation.
The name Qingyu Taoist has also gained a certain degree of popularity in the Tongzhou practice community.
Even disciples from a big sect like her have heard about it.
But before she could finish her words, she saw Coulson's expression turned ugly, so she wisely stopped talking. But there was a strange look in her eyes.
With Li Zhu's cultivation and sword skills, it is not an exaggeration to call her a genius. If she is placed in her sect Zixia Sect, she is qualified to become a true disciple of the sect and has a bright future.
However, such a person was actually defeated by Taoist Qingyu's sword just now.
It can be imagined that the swordsmanship of this Taoist Qingyu is really amazing.
For such a character, among the entire younger generation of Zixia Sect, the only ones who can rival him are those one or two true disciples, right?
She thought to herself, and then sighed sadly.
In the realm of Tongzhou, Zixia Sect is the righteous path of Xuanmen, and only Shenxiao Sect can be compared with it. Although other Xianmen aristocratic families and casual cultivators from side sects are not worth mentioning, they are still far behind.
In other words, Zixia Sect is the local emperor of Tongzhou.
But even so, the resources within its sect are not unlimited, and most of the resources distributed will fall into the hands of those true disciples.
The rest will be distributed to her inner disciples.
As for the outer disciples, it is even worse.
What you pick up are the leftovers of the inner disciples, and it is difficult to meditate and practice every day. You also need to patrol the mountains and tame animals, do various tedious and dangerous tasks, earn various contributions, and exchange resources for practice.
Only the best among them will be able to gain recognition as deacons and elders in the sect and be promoted through multiple assessments.
Under such circumstances, she could rely on the help of her family and teachers, and she also worked hard to practice. It was not easy to become an inner disciple.
At the same age, she really couldn't understand how individuals such as Taoist Qingyu could maintain the rapid progress of their cultivation and at the same time develop unpredictable magical sword skills.
Is the gap between people really that big...
She felt sad and sighed inexplicably.
On the other side, Li Yu entered the strange fog, and the surroundings suddenly became silent.
It's so quiet that you can only hear your own footsteps, heartbeat and breathing.
In this environment, the surrounding mist rolled as he moved, quietly arousing negative emotions such as irritability, depression, and rage in his heart.
At the same time, Li Yu also felt that his spiritual thoughts were restricted.
Originally, with all his strength, his spiritual consciousness could cover a radius of more than ten miles, which was already a range that other senior innates could explore.
But when he entered Niujiao Mountain, there was a strange mist in all directions, front, back, left and right. When he reached out with his spiritual sense, he found that the resistance increased greatly.
With all his strength, he could only detect a range of about a hundred meters.
Moreover, although spiritual thoughts are invisible and insubstantial, they are consumed very quickly after being exposed to these mysterious mist.
There is also a kind of weird pollution that seems to be able to follow the connection between his spiritual consciousness and Li Yu, transmitting all kinds of twisted, evil, and chaotic pollution atmosphere into his mind.
Li Yu simply withdrew his spiritual thoughts.
The soft water and true energy inside the body circulates freely, absorbing the water vapor between heaven and earth, and arranges a layer of transparent water mist outside the body to isolate all the strange fog.
At the same time, just in case, he also used internal breathing instead of external breathing.
Finally, he turned over his hand and offered up the Taiyin Treasure Mirror.
He kneaded the magic formula with his hands, and based on the Taiyin Treasure Mirror, he reflected all the scenes within a hundred feet in the mirror, showing every detail, even the strange fog could not stop it.
In this way, no movement within a hundred feet around him could escape his eyes.
After walking a certain distance, several figures stumbled closer to Li Yu.
The clothes of these figures are in tatters, the skin on their bodies is either dry and gray, or rotting and oozing pus, and their faces are hideous and wooden. It seems that they can "see" Li Yu directly through the layers of mist, and they are running directly towards Li Yu.
However, they walked uncoordinated, swaying, and falling to the ground from time to time.
Li Yu could tell that these figures were actually mountain people lost in this strange fog.
It's a pity that these mountain people have been polluted by the strange mist, their souls have been twisted and corrupted, and their bodies have been driven by the strangeness of this place, and they have become zombie-like slaves of the strange.