This misty peak is exactly the same as my misty peak in the previous life.
No matter the exotic flowers, pavilions, or even the unique inscriptions on the nearby paths and trees, they were all exactly the same, making her feel like she was in an illusion, and it was an extremely realistic illusion.
Wen Yi used his spiritual power to explore the surroundings and did not sense any danger.
"Maybe it's because my cultivation level is relatively low and I haven't found anything left by someone with a higher cultivation level than me." Wen Yi thought for a moment, and then called softly, "Shen Yu."
The surrounding space distorted for a moment, and a long and tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Wen Yi.
The person who came was wearing a simple linen robe, with flying silver hair, a bloody cinnabar mole between his stern eyebrows, a straight nose, slightly thin lips, and a flower of the other side formed by condensation of blood emerging from his feet.
"This is your mansion?"
Shen Yu looked around, seeing towering green hills and flying pavilions filled with pills.
In the distance are the snow-capped mountains, like a silver dragon lying prone on the top of the mountain, majestic and majestic.
Piaomiao Peak floats in mid-air. Looking down from here, you can overlook the entire Piaomiao Fantasy Mansion.
The rich spiritual energy made Shen Yu feel refreshed.
He stepped barefoot on the grass and looked into the distance with his deep eyes.
The biting cold wind blew his silver-white hair, "Why did you call me out?"
"I always feel that someone has made something in my house, but I can't detect it due to my limited cultivation. I want you to help me take a look."
Wen Yi directly stated her purpose. She saw Shen Yu's eyes falling on the group of beautiful male cultivators playing around, "Those are all..."
They were all the inheritance of the original owner, and Wen Yi did not want to inherit them, and even wanted to bury them.
There were wisps of cold light in Shen Yu's deep eyes. He looked at those male cultivators pretending to be seductive and said coldly: "So this is your taste."
This is not my taste, but the taste of the original owner. Wen Yi felt sorry for herself in her heart.
"Put aside whether you have good taste or not, please help me find out what's going on." Wen Yi looked hopeless.
The black and red spiritual power spread from Shen Yu's feet to the entire Misty Peak.
Wisps of spiritual energy were like a spider web, instantly wrapping the huge peaks in it.
"The wind is blowing from nowhere and I'm about to fall!"
"Seventh Elder, save me!"
"Ouch!"
"This strong wind is too scary. Help, help!"
A violent tornado suddenly appeared where the beautiful male cultivators were gathering, and swept them into the air. Those who were lucky enough were also knocked off their feet.
The sudden and strange strong wind scared them into flight.
Out of sight, out of mind, Wen Yi's eyebrows are crooked.
Shen Yu turned his head and saw Wen Yi, who was smiling brightly. The cold air between his brows suddenly dropped a lot, "There is something evil under the pavilion in the southeast corner."
This time his voice was much gentler.
"I went to see who wanted to do something to me."
There were so many people who hated him that Wen Yi couldn't find a target for a while.
She quickly walked to the place pointed by Shen Yu.
This is a cliff, with an exquisite and beautiful pavilion standing in front of the cliff.
This place is very remote and almost no one comes here.
Through the spiritual intuitive thermometer, I sensed that something strange was under the bluestone next to the pavilion.
She carefully used her spiritual power to lift the bluestone, and a doll with a curse written on it suddenly appeared in her eyes.
Wen Yi took a closer look and said, "It actually cursed me to die a good death."
She did not destroy the cursed doll, but wrapped it with spiritual power to prevent the curse from leaking. "I want to see who is so bold."
"The spiritual power contained in this cursed object is not weak. It can only be made by at least the Nascent Soul realm." Wen Yi calmly analyzed, "There is a special magic circle on Piaomiao Peak. If you break through it, it will trigger a killing circle and kill the intruder. , this baby was most likely buried by Piaomiao Peak, or someone with the right to go to Piaomiao Peak."
In the entire Piaomiao Peak, Wen Yi currently has the highest level of cultivation.
Of course, we do not rule out the possibility of people with high cultivation levels lurking in Piaomiao Peak.
Piaomiao Peak was originally the place where the previous palace master lived, and it was also the place where he preached and taught. The elders of Qifeng used to live here.
"Sixth Senior Sister has been traveling around the world. This doll still looks very new. It should have been made during this period." Wen Yi thought for a while, and the person with whom she had the worst relationship was Liu Xinyue, the fourth elder.
Although Shen Yu was asleep, what happened outside could not be hidden from his eyes, "Are you doubting Liu Xinyue?"
Wen Yi thought for a while, "She is very arrogant and has a bad temper. She probably didn't let her go. It doesn't rule out that she doesn't like me and wants to kill me."
She has no clue now.
You cannot sentence the other party based on mere guesswork.
"I'm back, check it out slowly."
Wen Yi wrapped the things, and she sat in the pavilion and looked at the clouds rolling in the distance, with the cool breeze blowing on her face, feeling indescribably comfortable and relaxed.
"It seems that Piaomiao Huanfu is not an absolutely safe place." Shen Yu stood against the light, his stern face always had a calm expression, making it impossible to guess his emotions and inner thoughts.
"It's really not as free as outside. After all, it's a destination, isn't it?" Wen Yi took out a few bottles of wine and some snacks from his storage bag, "We haven't sat down to eat together for a long time, Shen Yu, come here."
With that said, Wen Yi handed Shen Yu a food charm.
The two sat opposite each other, one person and one spirit clinking glasses.
"Are you feeling better?" Wen Yi leaned against the pillar and looked at Shen Yu with blurred eyes. She saw black Yin Qi flowing from time to time on the man's body.
Shen Yu sat cross-legged, with an elegant and natural posture compared to Wen Yi who was swaying around. "It's better."
The Monroe flower given by Wen Yi had very limited effect.
Shen Yu felt very warm.
"Then when will we untie the life-and-death contract?" Wen Yi muttered, lighting the bottle of wine, "If you didn't have murderous intentions towards me when we were in the abyss, I didn't want to force you."
At that time, she just wanted to live.
After finally being reborn, my life was gone at the drop of a hat. Everyone was very angry.
"You really want to break up with me?" Shen Yu's hand holding the wine bottle tightened slightly, and a layer of frost covered his stern face, "Throw it away after you have used me."
What he said next was to himself.
In the past, Shen Yu felt that the life and death contract was a shackles, and he wanted to strangle Wen Yi to death.
Now, for some unknown reason, he suddenly had the absurd idea of not breaking the life-and-death contract, and willingly put on the shackles to tie his life to Wen Yi's.
Obviously Wen Yi's cultivation level is pitifully low.
She is obviously so narcissistic, so cold-hearted, has a bad personality, is unreasonable, and has a lot of shortcomings.
Wen Yi said in a daze: "No...it's not about throwing it away after use, it's...it's about giving you your freedom, Shen Yu, you are free..."
He was probably drunk and confused.
Seeing that Wen Yi was about to fall to the ground, Shen Yu raised his hand and blew up a gust of breeze.
Qingfeng handed Wen Yi to his hand, and Shen Yu held the drunken-eyed girl in his hands and walked to the bedroom.