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In the deep mountains surrounded by mountains and clouds, there is an ancient building that is brightly lit late at night.

As you walk into the main gate of the building, the first thing you see is the three bold characters "Changsheng Palace" on the inner gate, which show the ambition of the person who wrote them.

At the bottom of the gate was a man wearing a Taoist robe inlaid with jewels, holding a cane wrapped in black cloth in one hand and a bloody whip in the other, his eyes looking gloomily at the steps below.

The head of the Changsheng Palace was lying there, his back covered with whip marks and blood, his Taoist robe soaked with blood, and he was twitching slightly like a dying fish.

The disciples stood with their heads bowed. The surroundings were so quiet that it seemed as if time had stopped. Even their breathing was very light. Only their bodies trembled slightly, revealing their fear.

This was the second night that Shi Yi appeared in Qingcheng Mountain.

The grandmaster of Changsheng Hall went down the mountain during the day, and when he came back, he beat the head of the sect here without saying a word!

He didn't say a word the entire time, and the sinister chill emanating from his body seemed as if he wanted to eat the sect leader alive. No one dared to plead for mercy, because they had no doubt that if they spoke a word, they would be the next one to be beaten half to death.

"Master... spare my life..."

The head of the Changsheng Palace begged for mercy with his dying breath, spitting out sticky blood from his mouth.

"You are such a traitor, it's all my fault for being too indulgent to you." The pale fingers of the Grandmaster of the Hall of Immortality that were holding the whip bulged slightly, and the next moment he threw the whip away, sneering coldly: "You even dared to conceal the things that I told you to do, there is no point in living anymore."

When the head of Changsheng Palace heard these words, he felt a chill running down his spine and quickly spread throughout his body.

His eyes widened, unspeakable fear spread all over his body, and he shouted tremblingly: "Master... I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Master, please... uh..."

Before he could finish his words, he began to twitch wildly as if someone had grabbed him by the neck.

The grandmaster of the Hall of Longevity threw the golden talisman into the air and easily pulled out the soul of the sect leader. He cruelly tore his soul into pieces in front of his disciples, and a spiritual fire talisman burned it out.

The screams of the head of the Hall of Eternal Life pierced the night sky.

The disciples in the yard were trembling all over, with cold sweat pouring out of their bodies. The cold winter in December seemed like they had been fished out of the water.

The master of the Hall of Eternal Life glanced at the remaining two disciples, frightening them so much that they immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

"Master, spare me! The head brother concealed it because our brother Dao Lin was selling evil weapons, but he..."

"I don't want the traitor to make excuses now."

The Grand Master of the Hall of Eternal Life frowned and quickly drew two talismans, threw them at them, and followed the same method to pull out their souls, tear them into pieces and burn them clean.

His actions completely disregarded the rules of the yin and yang worlds.

However, neither the Yin and Yang worlds found anything wrong.

It was because when they became his disciples, their souls had been collected by him with a magic weapon and removed from the Yin and Yang worlds.

The disciples watched helplessly as their grandmasters/masters/uncles lost their souls. Their legs went weak and they could hardly stand. The timid ones collapsed on the ground, frightened to the point of peeing.

The Grandmaster of the Hall of Longevity raised his chin slightly, looked down, and pointed at someone casually: "Tell me about the news about Shi Yi."

The disciple knelt on the ground, his face pale.

These disciples of lower seniority often went down the mountain and knew a lot about the news from the outside world. He told them everything he knew about Shi Yi.

The Grand Master of the Hall of Eternal Life clenched his cane tightly, veins bulged on the back of his hand, and he stared straight ahead. His eyes became increasingly gloomy, just like the sky covered with dark clouds before a storm, which made people shudder.

After the disciple finished speaking, he slowly pulled the corners of his lips apart and said with a sneer, "She came to Qingcheng Mountain."

The disciples lowered their heads, their eyes filled with panic and astonishment.

The master was angry because of Shi Yi? Could it be that the person the master was waiting for was Shi Yi?

These two realizations made them even more frightened. Shi Yi was a frequent hot searcher and was extremely popular, but they didn't think of her at all!

From the beginning to the end, they thought that the powerful Taoist friend that the master was waiting for was a weapon refiner, or a master of metaphysics of the same generation as him, and never thought that it was a little girl who was a celebrity artist and changed his career to enter the Taoist sect.

This preconceived misunderstanding directly led them to exclude Shi Yi.

They suddenly felt resentful that their master did not reveal the other party's gender, and now they blamed them for not discovering it in time and killing their master/uncle.

The Grand Master of the Hall of Eternal Life loosened his grip on the cane, his face expressionless but his mind in a turmoil.

He came down the mountain today and saw the news replay, only then did he know that such a Taoist fellow appeared in Kyoto. He was not sure at first, until Pei Qingchuan's name appeared with hers, he was completely certain of the other party's identity. This was the calamity he had been looking for when he traveled through time!

The Grand Master of the Hall of Eternal Life looked coldly at the group of disciples kneeling on the ground. If it weren't for the fact that his long-term plan was imminent and he still needed their help at this moment, he would have killed them all like he did before and accepted new disciples.

He closed his eyes and calculated for a while. When the hexagram remained unchanged, he spoke hoarsely, "She appeared in the magic weapon market to make a magic weapon that could travel through time. The most critical refining materials are only available in our mountain."

It was indeed fate. No matter how much effort he put in, he was unable to stop her from moving forward.

The Grandmaster of the Hall of Immortality rubbed the protrusion on the head of the cane embedded under the black cloth with his thumb, then slammed the cane to the ground with force and said in a cold voice: "Spread the word that the Hall of Immortality is going to hold a weapon appreciation ceremony and sell collection-level weapon refining materials!"

His disaster was not in this timeline, and since he couldn't stop it, he could only lure her up the mountain and kill her completely in the cradle.

*

Niu Dayong and Shi Yi ran around the magic weapon market for several days. Although they did not find the specific location of the refining materials, nor did they find the evil weapon sect, they heard about the mysterious refining sect Changshengdian.

The magic weapons of this sect are somewhat famous in the local area. It is said that their sect is located in undeveloped deep mountains and forests, and the network signal is very lagging.

Their magical instruments are of high quality but in small quantities, perhaps only a few are produced in half a year. However, it is said that they are not a small sect, just a little isolated from the world.

Niu Dayong held his chin with his hand: "High quality but small quantity, hiss... if it's not a small sect, there must be many disciples. Then how many magic tools do they have in half a year? Is it enough to make a living?"

"Just say what you want to say."

Shi Yi was eating spicy chips and took the time to glance at him.

"I'm a little crazy." Niu Dayong laughed: "They don't have enough to eat, so they have to take crooked ways to make money, right? Didn't you say that the refining method of evil weapons is a regular sect?"

Shi Yi nodded: "That makes sense."

Niu Dayong: "Then should we go look for this sect? No matter how deep in the mountains and forests we go, in today's society, where can we go?"

Shi Yi leaned on the sofa, stuffing spicy chips into his mouth absentmindedly, and said as he ate, "If I can get the magic weapon from the Changsheng Palace, I can confirm whether the magic weapon is from the same lineage."

Niu Dayong jumped up and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll call my fellow Taoist now!"

He took out his cell phone, but before he could make the call, the other party called him back, and the first thing he said was an excited female voice: "Old Niu! The Changsheng Palace has opened a hall for appreciation of equipment, and will also sell collection-level refining materials. Maybe there will be materials that our Master Shi needs!"