After the substitute junior sister was reborn, all nine senior brothers regretted it

The night was as dark as ink, the stars were hidden, and only a few dim lanterns swayed in the wind, casting mottled light and shadow.

After hearing Granny Wang's words, the dozen or so villagers acted in response to the words with expressionless expressions on their faces, like puppets being manipulated.

Their movements were rough and rapid, as if they were performing some ancient ritual.

In the midst of chaos and confusion, they carried Gu Qinglan out of the sedan chair decorated with strange totems.

They tried their best, gasping for breath, and opened the black coffin.

This coffin has a rough surface and seems to have absorbed the dust of time and the shadow of death.

Putting Gu Qinglan in, there was a cruel determination in their movements.

Then, they used heavy iron nails to nail the black coffin shut. Every dull knock sounded like a death knell for Gu Qinglan's funeral.

Wang Shu tried to rush over and snatch her friend back from the hands of death.

However, those villagers, who were amiable during the day, now looked ferocious and clamped down on her, preventing her from taking a step forward.

The group of people wanted to fight to the death, but suddenly they all heard Gu Qinglan's voice transmission, and then they sheathed their swords and calmed down.

Yun Lanlan Yujian landed next to Granny Wang, her eyes flashing with morbid excitement.

She looked at this scene and felt extremely happy.

A cruel smile appeared on her lips, as if she was enjoying a bloody feast.

"Gu Qinglan, do you think you will have the upper hand by guessing that Granny Wang is a prophet? Go to hell!"

There was a biting chill in Yun Lanlan's voice, and every word was like a curse coming from the depths of hell.

This person who was supposed to be firmly planted in the mud by her actually had the audacity to challenge her in person?

Yun Lanlan returned from rebirth and would never allow her defeat to be due to this woman.

Wei Yue looked at her from behind Yun Lanlan as she said this, frowning slightly, feeling that Yun Lanlan was not as gentle and pleasant as before, but had become much more aggressive.

Feng Yuhen just protected Liu Shan'er from behind and was indifferent to what was happening in front of him.

There was no wave in his eyes, as if it had nothing to do with him.

As if driven by some irresistible force, the villagers carried the heavy black coffin and slowly entered the mountain temple under the leadership of Granny Wang.

There was a gloomy wind inside the mountain temple, as if there were countless ghosts wandering inside.

As soon as the temple door opened, the candlelight flickered, illuminating those twisted faces even more ferocious.

Granny Wang, an old woman with wrinkles on her face, ordered everyone to light torches with her hoarse and powerful voice.

The light of the torch danced in the darkness, and the black coffin was placed on top, as if preparing for the upcoming sacrifice.

The villagers chanted for a while, their voices low and powerful, full of an ancient sense of mystery.

When they burned Gu Qinglan to the mountain god, there was a kind of pious fanaticism in their actions.

The firelight shone on their faces, making those twisted faces even more ferocious.

There was a sly smile on Yun Lanlan's face. As if she was afraid that Gu Qinglan would escape, she followed Granny Wang closely and whispered: "Grandma Wang, this person is a cultivator of immortality. Can’t trap her.”

There was a trace of unquestionable determination in her voice, as if she had understood all Gu Qinglan's trump cards.

"Let me create a formation for her and keep her in the pavilion."

Grandma Wang was convinced, and a look of approval appeared on her wrinkled face.

Yun Lanlan pointed her finger in the air, and while silently reciting the mantra, the formations were laid out layer by layer next to the coffin.

Those runes shone with blue light, as if they were alive, slowly rotating around the black coffin, forming a complex and mysterious totem.

Liu Shan'er was particularly upset. There was viciousness in her eyes, and she said viciously from the side: "Granny Wang, since these friends from outsiders are so close to Gu Qinglan, why not burn them to the mountain god as well?"

Grandma Wang felt that these outsiders were really considerate.

So, a group of villagers tied up Wang Shu and his party and threw them together on the coffin.

Wang Shu and the others felt the spiritual protection of Gu Qinglan. Although they were angry with Yun Lanlan and Liu Shan'er for adding insult to injury, they also understood that Gu Qinglan had other plans.

So the few people did not resist, but sat quietly on the coffin, glaring angrily, as if waiting for a turning point to come.

The villagers sang and danced around the torches, and the dark wind in the temple blew the flames even more enchantingly.

The firelight cast dancing shadows on their faces.

Feng Yuhen frowned at this moment, feeling a little puzzled and confused.

His Ah Xu was timid and pitiful, how could he become like this now?

Maybe it was the disaster that made her change her character...

After Feng Yuhen thought of this possibility, she felt even more guilty.

His eyes flickered, as if he was blaming himself for not protecting her and causing her to suffer such a change.

In the mountain temple, the entire scene looked particularly gloomy and strange under the light of the fire.

A mere mortal fire seemed so insignificant in front of Gu Qinglan's spiritual shield.

She lay quietly in the coffin, detached from the turmoil of the world.

Since Grandma Wang swore that she mentioned the existence of the mountain god, this legendary god will definitely come and reveal the final mystery of this secret realm.

If he guessed correctly, the mystery of the secret realm should be - why does the entire Peach Blossom Secret Realm exist?

It's just that knowing the answer to the mystery is one thing.

How to get out of this secret realm is another matter.

The flames rose with the encouragement of the sinister wind, like countless greedy tongues licking the coffin, burning it darker and darker.

However, Gu Qinglan's spiritual shield exuded a biting cold air, like an indestructible ice wall. No matter how the flames raged, it could not shake it at all.

The spiritual shields on the group of people were equally strong.

Yun Lanlan snorted coldly, raised her hand to activate the formation, trying to break Gu Qinglan's spiritual shield.

Her movements were light and fast, her fingertips traced complex trajectories in the air, and she muttered a low spell in her mouth.

However, a burst of coercion suddenly emanated from the statue in the temple, interrupting Yun Lanlan's spell.

This pressure was like an invisible mountain, making everyone present breathless.

The movements of the villagers stopped involuntarily, and there was a look of horror on their faces.

There seemed to be some mysterious light shining in the eyes of the statue, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of its mouth, as if it was mocking the ignorance and arrogance of mortals.

The atmosphere in the entire mountain temple became even weirder, as if some unspeakable power was awakening.

The flame gradually weakened under the influence of coercion and finally went out.

The entire temple fell into a dead silence, only the eyes of the statue that seemed to be able to see into people's hearts were still shining.

This sudden pressure, with an irresistible force, actually made Gu Qinglan's spiritual shield weaken a bit.

The spiritual light on the spiritual shield flickers on and off, like a candle in the wind, and seems to be extinguished at any time.

However, Gu Qinglan still stood still, her mind as firm as iron, and she was not shaken by the fluctuations in the outside world at all.

Granny Wang was protected by Yun Lanlan and several others, so she was not worried.

She had a bold guess in her mind - maybe this mountain god was the key to leaving this secret realm.

She wanted to see what the true face of this legendary mountain god was.

Everyone outside the coffin saw only a burst of spiritual light, bursting out from the eyes of the statue, like two meteors piercing the sky, piercing the dark night sky.

Then, the spiritual light disappeared into the coffin and disappeared.

A heavy fog came from nowhere, accompanied by the rustling of leaves, and enveloped the mountain temple, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.

The villagers panicked, falling down one after another, and kept kowtowing. Their faces were full of fear and piety.

"The mountain god has appeared! The mountain god has appeared!"

The villagers shouted one after another, their voices filled with awe of the unknown and prayers for divine power.

"Lord Mountain God, please bless us with good weather!"

"Lord Mountain God, please let that female ghost stop harming our village!"

These people's pleas for mercy and blessings intertwined to form a strange chorus.

Only Granny Wang stared at the mist with her eyes wide open. Her eyes were full of confusion, as if she was remembering something from the long past.

Inside the coffin, Gu Qinglan was pressed tightly by a man's body.

The man's breath was quite distinct against her ear, warm and powerful.

In the darkness, only a man's chuckle was heard, and there was a cynical flavor in that laughter.

"You are brave...dare to lie here alone..."

Gu Qinglan felt that the voice was familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

This sound makes people feel an inexplicable uneasiness in their hearts.

"Are you a mountain god?"

There was a hint of doubt in Gu Qinglan's voice. She always felt that the person coming here did not look like the legendary mountain god.

The man held the back of her neck. His movements were gentle but powerful, with an irresistible domineering look.

"That's right... I am the mountain god... now... aren't you my wife?"

The man's voice was low and magnetic, with teasing and confidence in his words.

The man's lips pressed down without any explanation, with a force that could not be refused.