"As a disciple of the Kunlun sect, do you have the nerve to interfere with my affairs in Shushan? How ridiculous!" Senior brother, a disciple of the Shushan sect, sneered.
"Oh? What happened to the disciples of the Kunlun Sect? Anyone in Shushan can discipline you if you are not doing right!" Leng Yi stood up and said not to be outdone.
"Don't think we are easy to bully because of our large numbers. You know very well what your Kunlun sect has done! Now you are pretending to be a good person here. Isn't it ridiculous?" A senior disciple of the Shushan sect said angrily.
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"If the Kunlun Sect offends my brother, I, Murong Yu, will be here to help you." Murong Yu said.
"Are you going to accompany me? Thousands of lives, can you afford to accompany me?!" Brother Shushan, a disciple of the Shushan Sect, roared angrily.
"Senior brother!" The junior disciple of the Shushan sect glared at the senior brother. The senior brother immediately stopped talking and glared at Leng Yi and others fiercely, and the two left "Yangchun Inn".
"Thousands of lives, what's going on?" Leng Yi wondered. Looking at the panic and anger of the two Shushan disciples just now, it didn't look fake at all.
"It seems that the Kunlun Sect seems to be hiding some shocking secret." Feixue said thoughtfully.
"Looking at that junior brother's expression at the end, it must have been that senior brother accidentally spilled the beans. Why did Shushan keep such a secret?" Murong Yue asked doubtfully.
"Damn it! Those two disciples should have been captured just now and questioned clearly!" Leng Yi said angrily.
Feixue secretly rejoiced at the side. If the two Shushan disciples were captured as Leng Yi said, the situation would probably develop into a conflict between the two sects. After all, there seemed to be a conflict between the Kunlun sect and the Shushan sect.
There is some deep origin.
The man behind the scenes is unknown. The Forbidden Gate incident has not yet been resolved, and now it is involved in Shushan. It is really a wave of unrest and another wave!
But having said that, things have to be solved one by one. The immediate plan is to solve the matter of the Nangong Tomb. Leng Yi and others prepared enough water and food in Luoyang City and walked around until nightfall.
"It's finally night. I really want to see all the ghosts out and about." Leng Yi said.
"I feel like the time during the day goes by too fast. I really want to play again." Chi Yan said with emotion.
"Luoyang City is naturally prosperous, but we have a heavy responsibility, so we should hurry up and head to the ghost village." Murong Yue said.
After Murong Yue finished speaking, the group of people flew straight to the ghost village with their swords. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the ghost village, they could see the ghost mist in front of them, the evil atmosphere was abnormal, and something was vaguely floating in the air. When they got closer, they saw something floating in the air.
.What a tragic scene is introduced to the eyes! Under the gray haze ahead, lonely souls are wandering, and wild ghosts are everywhere. The entire ghost village seems to have turned into a mass grave. Occasionally, a few shrill screams pierce the silent night sky.
This ghostly fog makes it even more eerie and eerie!
"We... seem to have fallen from heaven into hell." Chi Yan murmured in shock.
"These ghosts and wild ghosts have not left the underworld, but they want to come to the human world to run wild. How brave they are!" Leng Yi roared, the flames all over his body suddenly rose, and he rushed into the ghost village with a "swish" sound.
"Cry for me!" Leng Yi wrapped his hands around the flames and burned them wantonly, burning all the ghosts nearby into ashes.
"The enemy's strength was not known yet, so he rushed in without any regard for the consequences!" Although Murong Yu was very angry, he could only rush in with his sword in hand.
"Let's go too." After Feixue said, the three of them rushed in.
The light of fire, the light of swords, the sound of wind, thunder, and the turbulent breath of water are constantly singing, gradually dispersing the haze shrouding the ghost village.
After all the lonely ghosts in the ghost village were cleared, the starlight finally shone in, leaving mottled afterimages on the ground.
Murong Yue thought that after getting rid of these ghosts and wild ghosts for the villagers tonight, they would happily accept them and tell them everything they knew. However, the result was completely different, completely beyond Murong Yue's expectation! And it's not just that.
, something even more incredible happened!
"I just rescued a woman from a female ghost. She was very grateful to me at first, but when she saw me clearly, her face turned pale and she fainted from fear! Could it be that this girl looks like
Is it scarier than that female ghost?!" Feixue gritted her teeth in anger.
"Hey, me too. Not only was that hateful smelly man not grateful to me, he actually hit me with a wooden stick. And when I turned around, he was so scared that he dropped the stick and ran away. What do you think of this ghost village?
Are the villagers sick? Obviously we are here to save them, but judging from their reactions, it seems that we are scarier than those evil spirits." Chi Yan said depressedly.
"Just now I saw that the door of the village chief's house was open, and I wanted to go and find out. But after I walked a few steps, he locked the door tightly and couldn't open it no matter how hard I knocked," Murong Yu said.
"Could it be that... they are all possessed by evil spirits?" Leng Yi guessed.
"Probably not. Judging from the reactions of the village chief and villagers, it seems that they treat us as unwelcome guests during the day, and treat us as something more terrifying than evil spirits at night." Murong Yue said.
"Why is this?" Feixue asked, confused.
"I don't know what thoughts the enemy instilled in them? But one thing is for sure, the villagers will never see us again." Murong Yue said.
"Looking at the enemy's painstaking efforts, the villagers in the ghost village must know some important secrets." Murong Yu said.
"It's a pity that we have no way of knowing. Otherwise, we might be able to get some important information," Feixue said.
"Then if that's the case, why didn't the enemy kill the villagers? In this way, wouldn't future troubles be eliminated forever?" Leng Yi asked strangely.
"That's not possible! Because if this happens, the imperial court will be alarmed. Once the imperial court investigates, they will never have peace." Murong Yue said.
"Hehe, but if this happens, they will inevitably be a little negligent. Don't forget, we have some geniuses in illusion here." Leng Yi looked at Feixue with a smile.
"Me? My illusion is only limited to vision. Is it possible that I want to break in?" Feixue asked doubtfully.
"Of course not. Feixue, have you forgotten that you have the Phantom Flute?" Leng Yi reminded.
"That's right! If you use the Phantom Sound Flute, you can cast illusion spells on the opponent through hearing." Chi Yan said.
"And this way, we won't have to break in, and the enemy won't find out that we have actually gotten the secret out of the villagers. In that case, we will take the initiative." Murong Yue said with rare excitement.
"The four of us will go and check the surroundings, and this place will be left to Feixue. All this must not be discovered by the enemy!" Murong Yu said. Now, we can finally use Feixue's illusion to reverse the situation, but we can't neglect the details.
.Murong Yu's character is so cautious, exactly the opposite of Leng Yi.
"Well, let me give it a try." Feixue said and picked up the Phantom Flute from his waist.
"Feixue, I believe in you, you can do it!" Leng Yi walked past Feixue from the right, put his right hand on Feixue's shoulder, and said firmly.
Feixue can always feel the power from Leng Yi's hands. This kind of power can make her feel at ease.
Feixue walked to the door of the village chief's house and blew the phantom flute. If he wanted to use illusion magic on one person, it would be natural to choose the village chief, because he would definitely know more than others.
The sound of the flute is clear and melodious, and the beautiful melody fills the ghost village, like singing, crying, dreaming, and dreaming, as if it wants to purify this place of resentment.
Feixue conveyed her thoughts through the phantom flute, and the sound penetrated through the village chief's home and entered the ears of the village chief, his wife and children, bewitching them all. After a while, the village chief's wife and children all fell asleep peacefully, and
He himself suddenly sat up from the bedside, quietly opened the door, and walked to Feixue with his eyes closed.
Feixue put away the Phantom Flute and looked at the village chief. At the same time, the village chief opened his eyes and faced each other. The village chief's eyes instantly became dull.
"Hmm... It seems that using the Phantom Flute is also risky. It only consumed nearly half of my spiritual energy in just a moment." Feixue took a few breaths and thought to himself. However, the illusion was finally activated, and the next step is to
I went to ask the village chief.
"Village Chief, in the name of the Lord of Illusion, I order you to answer my questions truthfully!" Feixue said.
"Yes, master." The village chief replied.
"Very good. Let me ask you first, why do you refuse our help during the day? But at night, you treat us as something scarier than evil spirits?" Feixue asked.
"Because an immortal came to us early this morning and told us that soon someone pretending to be an immortal will come to help us. Let us never believe it, because it is the incarnation of evil spirits! He also said that if we don't believe it, they will come again at night.
Come back again, and will massacre the lonely ghosts, the purpose is not to let other evil ghosts share us with them. Fortunately, the immortals have foresight and have drawn an invisible halo in every house of ours. As long as we stay at night
At home, those immortals who are transformed into evil spirits cannot do anything to us." The village chief replied.
"What a group of insidious and cunning enemies! How dare you call us evil ghosts! Damn it!" Feixue cursed repeatedly.
"..." The village chief Jili Gulu didn't know what he said.
Upon seeing this, Feixue quickly shouted: "Stop!" The village chief immediately shut his mouth and said nothing.
"Huh... it's really dangerous. I almost woke him up." Feixue broke out in a cold sweat. It seemed that she couldn't be distracted during the illusion control.
"Let me ask you again, are the immortals who came this morning wearing green and white robes? Can you describe their appearance and characteristics? Also, how many are they? Are they male or female? What are their names?" Fei
Snow asked.
"There are four of them in total, all wearing blue and white Taoist robes. I don't know what they are called. Their appearance and characteristics... I remember that they are all men. Each of them carries a sword, and their hair is a little long.
I can’t remember clearly.” The village chief replied.
"Why is this place called a ghost village? Also, the ghost village is haunted every night. Why don't you move away?" Feixue asked.
"Ever since I was born, this place has been called a ghost village. As for the origin of the ghost village, I heard my grandfather once talk about it. This place is located near the ghost gate. Every July 14th, the ghost gate will always be open and not closed. At that time, the ghost gate will be opened.
Traveling. A few brave people in the village even went to the Gate of Hell, but they all came back safely. Maybe there are ghosts every year, and over time, this place has become a ghost village. Anyway, there are ghosts every year, and we have become accustomed to it.
I don’t think there is anything wrong. But why have there been frequent hauntings in recent days, and they are still evil spirits? I think it must be that we are not sincere enough to burn incense and worship Buddha. We must sincerely pray to God tomorrow. Bless the villagers of my ghost village. I really don’t want to see it.
My villagers have suffered like this." The village chief said with some emotion. Feixue quickly comforted him. However, the village chief's words were deeply reflected in Feixue's mind, regardless of the relationship between the man behind the scenes and Kunlun Fairy Mountain.
No matter what the origin, innocent villagers should never be allowed to suffer!
The Gate of Hell is located near the Ghost Village. Is this really just a coincidence? Feixue doesn't know.
"Finally, let me ask you. Is there any way to prevent the gate of hell from opening?" Feixue asked.
"Yes, deep in the Nangong Tomb, there is a..." The village chief suddenly stopped when he said this. No matter how Feixue activated the illusion, he could not get the village chief to speak again.
"Damn! These people are so thoughtful!" Feixue cursed in a low voice, then took out the phantom flute and asked the village chief to return to his home. Then he fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing that Feixue's matter was settled, Leng Yi and others also flew back with their swords.
"There are no enemies nearby. It's time for us to take the initiative now." Leng Yi said happily, but when he saw Feixue's face full of sadness, he couldn't help but worry: "Feixue, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
"Leng Yi... I'm sorry, I'm useless..." Feixue bit her lip tightly and choked.
"It's nothing, Feixue, you've done your best, haven't you? At worst, we can just pretend we didn't notice this. Maybe when we get to the Nangong Tomb, there will be surprises inside!" Leng Yi quickly comforted him.
"That's right, we are the only one here, Feixue, who can use illusions. Even if you don't ask anything, it doesn't matter." Chi Yan comforted, while Murong Yue and Murong Yu also nodded one after another.
"Yeah!" Feixue responded solemnly, and then wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.
"Then let's just break into the Nangong Tomb. Let's go Feixue." Chi Yan said, taking Feixue's hand and walking towards the Nangong Tomb.
"Yeah, it's not like I didn't ask for any information." Feixue grabbed Chi Yan and said. Then she told Leng Yi and others exactly what the village chief had just said.
"It turns out that this kind of thinking was instilled in me." Chi Yan suddenly realized after hearing this.
"So it seems that the village chief finally stopped Feixue's illusion. Could it be that the enemy had already implanted some kind of idea in the village chief's mind to resist Feixue's illusion?" Murong Yue speculated.
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"No? Can they predict every step we make?" Chi Yan said in disbelief.
"It shouldn't be possible;" Leng Yi shook his head and said, "I guess it is very likely that we are about to enter the next reincarnation scene;"
"Next?" This time it was Feixue's turn to be shocked;
It has been a long time since I entered this fantasy world. No one knows if there will be another scene. If there is, what will the next world look like?
"No matter what, I have to go to Death Star Peak;" Leng Yi thought for a while and said;
"Death Star Peak? Why do you want to go there?" Feixue shouted hurriedly upon hearing this;
"For some reason, I always feel that there seems to be something above that we have ignored;" Leng Yi thought of this and turned around without looking back;
He must go and see, otherwise, if such an experience happens again, he may really go crazy;
"Then be careful!" Feixue waved her hands far behind her and shouted loudly, holding back the sobs in her throat;
"I will! Wait until I come back!" Leng Yi turned around, waved to Feixue, then suddenly turned around and stepped away...
Meteoric Peak, the highest mountain within a hundred miles, stands above the hills like Optimus Prime. The shape of the mountain is strange and steep, reaching straight into the night sky, with white clouds lingering at the halfway point all year round. This peak has stood for eternity.
No one knows its origin. Those who want to climb it can only look at the peak and shake their heads when they reach the foot of the mountain.
The height of the Meteor Star Peak is rare in the world, and the summit naturally lacks a lot of filthy miasma. In addition, the dusty sky mine opens up a wide field of vision, so that the stars seen from now on are brighter than in other places.
Tonight, the stars are sparse, much less than in the past, including the star that the Holy Master has been paying close attention to recently. It is much dimmer. She knows that this divine light will surge again, but she is only the attendant beside the Holy Master, even if
How can you make conjectures in your heart and dare to make rash judgments?
At this moment, the person who had just returned from Tianhuang City was standing respectfully under the main hall. It had been a long time, but she did not dare to move at all. The beads of sweat on her forehead that had not yet evaporated were flowing down her face that had already been soaked with sweat.
Drops of hair fell on the blue and white stone slab, making a "tap-tat" sound.
She was waiting, waiting for even the slightest movement to be heard from the end of the hall. The silent time seemed as long as tens of millions of years.
However, there was always a terrible silence in the depths of the hall, and you could hear a needle drop. A few sticks of incense passed, and there was still no sound at the end of the hall.
The prophet's anomaly made her feel like she was trapped in the crater of a volcano, and even escaping became a luxury. Ever since she reported to the prophet what happened in Tianhuang City, there was silence at the end of the empty and dark hall, and she could only follow the silence.
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In the past, after she finished reporting, the prophet would always ask her to step down as soon as possible. But today, she remained silent and did not issue any instructions. Without the voice of the holy master, she could only stand like this.
This was the first time since she entered Falling Star Peak that she had failed to complete a task assigned by the Holy Master. She knew that punishment would be inevitable.
Now that the matter has come to this, she has no reason to defend her fault. What's more, in front of the prophet, she will completely lose even the courage to refute. Life or death depends on the prophet's thoughts.
If this continues, she will completely collapse...
However, a long sigh came from the end of the hall, accompanied by a faint light, breaking the long-depressed darkness of the hall.
Silently, a dark figure appeared out of thin air in the main hall. The wide robe wrapped the whole body airtight. There seemed to be a hazy layer of fog covering the neck, which was blurry, even if the night clouds
It is impossible to see this person's face clearly even if you look directly at him.
The figure seemed not to notice the respectful and restrained people in the audience, and murmured in a voice that could not tell the gender, "Can fate also be changed?"
Ye Yun stood with her head bowed in the audience. She was silent. In front of the prophet, her whole body and mind seemed to be transparent. No matter how she tried to hide it, it was all in vain. In the past twenty years, she had never seen the true face of the prophet with her own eyes. The powerful
The pressure made her look like a humble weed in the wilderness in front of the prophet. Even looking up at her was an unforgivable blasphemy.
The prophet seemed to have stopped thinking, turned to face Ye Yun, and said, "Why didn't you bring that person back?"
Ye Yun was horrified, but she finally came. She heard a "boom" sound, and she bent down and said in a trembling voice, "Please punish me from the Holy Master."
However, the prophet did not unleash the fury of Leiting as expected. The prophet floated over gently, remained silent for a long time, and then did something that moved Ye Yun the most since he entered the Falling Star Peak.
I saw the prophet holding up Ye Yun, who was lying on the blue and white stone slab, with his sleeves raised five feet away, "You have been following me for so long, do you feel tired?"
After finishing speaking, a blue light spread out with the prophet as the center, quickly filling the entire hall. As the blue light dispersed, Ye Yun felt his whole body and mind relaxed.
Every time she comes here, there is always an indestructible and powerful pressure that makes her breathless. However, as soon as the blue light passes, the entire hall becomes brighter instantly, and the powerful pressure disappears. This has been her experience for so many years.
I have never felt more relaxed here.
"Is this, is this the power of God?" Ye Yun looked around, as if it was the first time he came to this hall.
The prophet did not answer her question and continued, "From now on, this hall will no longer have any restraints on you."
The prophet's words woke up Ye Yun who was in shock. She looked at the prophet blankly and whispered: "Any restraints?"
It was the first time I looked at the prophet, but apart from the loose robe, my face was still covered by a layer of mist, making it impossible to tell the gender.
"Yes, any kind of restraint has restrained you here for too long." Still with a magnetic voice, the prophet sighed: "Since you returned from Tianhuang City, I knew you had changed."
Ye Yun was instantly moved, "Why, why? I have never had second thoughts and asked the Holy Master...".
However, before she could finish speaking, the prophet cut off her words: "Because, I am not a god yet!" His voice was not loud, but he was firm and could not be refuted.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Yun became even more frightened and anxious. He fell to the ground again and exclaimed, "If Ye Yun does anything wrong, I hope the Holy Master will punish him."
"No, you didn't do anything wrong, it's just that you should leave." The prophet's whole body floated towards the skylight on the left side of the hall. The skylight seemed empty, but it was a transparent energy wall. In front of the skylight was something like this
There are knife-cut cliffs all the way to the bottom of the peak. On the cliffs, fortune tellers often live on them to perform astrology and fortune-telling.
The prophet looked up at the dim night sky and suddenly said: "There are still fortune tracks in the world that I have not been able to detect!"
Ye Yun was silent. She didn't know how to reply to the prophet. Her crouched body slowly stood up, and then fell to the ground. Suddenly, a sense of loss surged deep in her heart. She had been traveling alone around Shenmang for twenty years.
Now she seems to be abandoned, lonely and helpless. Everything has gone away from her in an instant like a mirage.
In twenty years, Meteor Star Peak had already taken root and sprouted in her heart, and she even forgot that she did not belong here originally. At this moment, she only had one thought in her mind, the Holy Master was going to expel her from Meteor Star Peak, and this place would no longer be hers.