The villain's daily corpse collection

Huo Feng wanted to stop Hun Dun's eye-catching behavior, but Hun Dun was not panicked at all. His eyes curved into an arc with a smile, and his peach blossom eyes were full of affection, which made the eyes of several female monks behind him brighten. Then they were worried that he was a monster, so they restrained their expressions.

"My fellow immortals, I was fascinated when I saw you exorcising demons just now! This place is rich in natural resources and has many talented people. It is really a place that makes people linger... I see that the pure spiritual energy is faintly emanating from the bodies of the immortals. Could it be that you are about to achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven?"

Hun Dun's tone was quite sincere. If Huo Feng and the others had not had a general understanding of his daily behavior, they would have really believed his nonsense.

The monks in the back row looked at each other, as if they were touched by the compliment.

"Humph." The leading monk's expression did not change. "Who are you? You know so much."

"I am a good person. We are all good people! Immortal, please take a closer look. We are new to your place. I wonder if we have been stained with any dirt, causing you to misunderstand our innocence."

The monks behind him thought that what he said made sense. Monsters had been rampant in this place for a long time, and sometimes there were misunderstandings between monsters and humans. So they came to them with magic tools to detect whether there were any evil spirits.

"Words are not enough. Let's take out your identity token first." The leading monk remained alert.

Du Ximiao and the others were sweating profusely. They were foreigners who had smuggled into another country, and they were in hostile relations, so they couldn't produce any proof.

On the first day I arrived here, I met several disciples of Xuanmen who checked my identity. This doesn't make sense. If anyone is going to check, it should be someone from the government. What on earth happened here?

"Does this voucher count?" Huo Feng took out the token of Tianhemen.

A monk stepped forward, took the token, and presented it to the leading male monk.

The male cultivator looked at the token while comparing it with Huo Feng, and said, "So you are from the same sect. May I ask if you know the Grand Elder of Tianhe Sect?"

"From this year? Great Elder Chunhe, also known as Chen Qing Zhenren, is someone I know well."

"I wonder if you can bring a message to her for us? We are from the Qishan Sect. We hope that the great elder of your sect can teach us how to turn the snow-capped hill flower into a food supplement for cultivators to improve their cultivation."

"Okay, when I go to Tianhe Gate to revise the book later, I will naturally mention this sentence."

The male monk took out the compass and wiped it, seemingly casually, but actually he had ulterior motives, to test the compass again.

The material of this compass is special. It is made from the trunk of a century-old locust tree. There are also the old growth rings of the tree on the surface of the compass. The pointer is also made of polished branches and is wrapped with a layer of flowing qi similar to gold foil.

But this time, there was no abnormality when it was started.

"I was saying that this compass is very old. It's better to get rid of it and replace it with a new one as soon as possible. The ones produced by Kunwu Huai are particularly good!"

"Do you know the price? A silver-backed compass is comparable to a famous sword, it's a bit too expensive! It's okay to buy a sword for yourself. But the compass is shared by everyone, who can be so generous..."

The monks eventually walked away noisily.

Chaos breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, we weren't discovered."

Then he turned and looked at Huo Feng.

"You secretly manipulated the compass. I saw that the compass was made of wood. Your magic can manipulate it, right?"

Huo Feng had a blank expression on his face: "We are in the same camp now. It is only natural to help our own people. Besides, you didn't harm anyone. It will be very troublesome to be caught. We, no, I have to save you."

"Huo Feng, your words are a bit polite. What do you mean by only you? If something happens, we will bear the responsibility together, okay?" Du Ximiao was very unhappy, as if they were completely useless.

"That's not what I meant. If there is danger, I can't ask you to charge into battle. You are mortals, and it is not convenient for you to fight against it."

"Master Huo is wrong. Even if we are insignificant in terms of magic and martial arts, in other aspects, such as brainstorming, social skills... we mortals also have our own advantages. It is a good idea to complement each other." Zhuang Boyan said seriously.

"Alright, alright, alright!" Chaos separated the two parties who were confronting each other. "Let's be of one mind. Now let's go find the painting or its owner, okay?"

Hun Dun didn't say it out loud, but he still resisted Zhuang Boyan deep down. After all, he was the real Heavenly Lord!

Not only is he the real opposite of Your Excellency, but he also had an inexplicable relationship with him...which is even more disgusting.

He deliberately fell behind the team, looking at Huo Feng's back, and remembered the message sent by Wu Xun - he suspected that Huo Feng had been planning to get close to the master for a long time... Hun Dun thought carefully for a moment, then shook his head, and quickly followed Huo Feng's steps, regaining some of his shameless characteristics of arm around shoulder.

Several people went their separate ways to look for paintings, and whenever they saw something special, they wrote down the name and location of the shop. They spent the whole day like this, and they visited all the studios in the north of the city.

Zhuang Boyan found several paintings with poems. The poems were not very clear and he couldn't tell what language they were in. He just felt that they had the feeling of mysterious spells.

After analyzing for a long time, everyone came to the conclusion that these poems were accidentally reflected from the poems in the previous painting, and the words were reflected backwards, which looked familiar and weird, so it caused the misunderstanding.

Du Ximiao accidentally discovered a beautiful painting of a beauty in a hidden corner of a store.

The beauty in the painting really had "skin as white as cream and hands as soft as catkins". As she was admiring her beauty, she was interrupted by Yuan Xiang and was pulled out of the studio.

"Oh! I haven't finished appreciating it yet." Du Ximiao pouted in dissatisfaction.

Yuan Xiang: "That painting is definitely not what we are looking for."

Du Ximiao: "Are you so sure? Tell me your reasons?"

Yuan Xiang: "...Would a divine artifact have this kind of picture? It feels a little indecent."

Du Ximiao stopped where he was and said, "Why not? Maybe the painting is of a goddess from heaven! She's so beautiful, what's wrong with painting it for everyone to admire? What's the big deal? As long as I think it looks good, that's better than anything else."

Yuan Xiang: "Okay, I understand. Then shall we still go to that store?"

Du Ximiao: "No, that painting is not it. The paper is thin and transparent, and this kind of paper is everywhere on the street. The ink smell is ordinary, which shows that the painter is not from a wealthy family. He probably makes money by painting beauties. Artifacts are erratic and not down-to-earth. The painter's pursuit is very down-to-earth and practical, so I don't think it is."

Huo Feng and Hun Dun searched through magic, and they were faster than Du Ximiao and the others, but they still did not find any obvious clues.

Before nightfall, the five people met on the street, had a quick meal and then went back to the inn to rest.

Those long streets seemed endless. After walking for a day, Du Ximiao felt exhausted and fell asleep before finishing her meal. Yuan Xiang carried her back to the inn, and the other three also went back with him.

Huo Feng stood alone at the window of the inn room, daydreaming. He had the urge to go look for Wei many times, but was finally suppressed by his reason.

He remembered Wang Wei's last words, "I'll leave the artifact to you this time. I'm fine, go find it with peace of mind. I've asked Jin An to help you... wait for me to come back."

There was a moon hanging in the sky at night and there were no clouds in the sky.

For a moment, the moon's brightness was obscured for a few seconds, and he seemed to see a shadow move on the moon. Then, everything returned to normal.

"You haven't slept yet! Junior Brother Huo!"

A familiar voice suddenly came from outside the window, and Huo Feng subconsciously closed the window.

Hearing a few "Aiya" and "Knock Dong" sounds outside, Huo Feng quickly opened his head and looked outside, but there was nothing.

He noticed someone behind him, so he lit the candle in the room and turned around.

It turned out to be Hun Dun, wearing a white fur cloak, standing in the dimness and greeting him. There was some dust and dirt on his clothes, but he was not angry and was still laughing.

"No matter what, we are from the same sect, so we should take care of each other. Master doesn't like fellow disciples fighting each other, and she doesn't like us to follow them. It's rare for someone like you to stay with her for so long... Don't worry, I'll leave the rest to you, senior brother!"

Hun Dun thought about it and decided that between a new disciple Huo Feng and an amnesiac Tianzun, the former was more like his own person.

"Then why do you call her master?" Huo Feng asked this question that has puzzled him for a long time.

"Uh... we, oh, I mean your brothers and sisters, we have been apprentices for a long time. The master doesn't like us to call her Master, she always says-"

He cleared his throat and imitated, "'Don't tell anyone outside this temple that you are my disciples!' So we didn't dare to call him Master casually afterwards."

Huo Feng's expression changed slightly. He imagined the scene and found it quite funny.

Chaos continued, "Hey! Junior brother, you should cherish her. You are the only one who can openly call her Master. You are the only one in the world who has the honor of being a closed disciple! I really envy you so much..."

Huo Feng didn't show it on his face, but he was secretly happy in his heart. He didn't expect that his master would value him so much, nor did he expect that he would gain so much after coming back to life.

"Master...what is her status in heaven?" he asked tentatively.

Hun Dun was still chattering about how reliable he was and that there was no problem, but when he heard Huo Feng's question, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Well... the master has some status in the heaven, but... when you are out, it is not easy to explain your status. I think you will understand!"

"Of course, Master has her reasons for not saying anything."

Huo Feng knew that he could not ask more about this matter. Wang Wei had been evading the question since they first met, and had never revealed any useful information about her identity. Now, he became more and more curious about Wang Wei's identity.

"Then can you tell me about Master's past? And what does she like? I want to know more about Master, and hope to help her solve her problems in the future."

"In the past... it was a long time ago, and many things happened. Let me tell you slowly." Chaos pondered, "As for what she likes, she doesn't seem to have any particular favorites... This is also something we don't understand. Maybe God is like this and has no desires."

"Don't you have anyone or anything you like?"

"Well...if I have to say, then it's a type. She likes people who are loyal to her, just like your senior brothers and sisters. She doesn't reject us, which means she likes us!"

Hun Dun looked like an experienced person and patted Huo Feng on the shoulder.

"Remember - be loyal. She doesn't mind if the people around her are mediocre, but she definitely hates traitors. In short, rest assured, she will definitely accept you."

Hun Dun also taught him some random experiences on how to get along with others. After thousands of years, today it was finally his turn to act in a pretentious manner.

Although he knew that he was a bit unreliable, Huo Feng still listened to a lot of him.

By the end, Hun Dun was tired, so he transformed himself into Xiao Bai and found a corner in the room to lie down and take a nap.

Huo Feng lay on the couch, but he had no desire to sleep.

During this journey, apart from being his master, all other aspects of Wang Wei's life were shrouded in mystery and haziness.

Whether it was her changeable personality, her background or her past, he couldn't figure it out, and it was as if there was always something between them.

She was hiding something from him, and he could clearly understand it, but now he wanted to go further.

He raised his hand and gently touched his chin, and recalled the gentle kiss in the canyon that day.

She took the initiative.

Now that she is not around, thinking back on it, it seems like a dream.

He was not sure whether it was something he had imagined or it really happened.

Wang Wei has been staying in the underground palace for several days and has no idea what is happening in the outside world.

But she could feel that Huo Feng and the others were still trying their best to find the artifact, but there was no progress.

Her life was quite leisurely now. Apart from practicing, she was taken out by Liu Yin to inspect the territory. She did not resist any more. She followed Liu Yin's instructions.

That day, Liu Yin couldn't help but say, "I thought you would be anxious to find that thing."

Wang Wei raised his eyes, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip: "Of course I am anxious, but you said you would handle this matter, and I am waiting for your result, right?"

"Yes, leave it to me, and you'll have it in a few days."

Liu Yin nodded repeatedly, and Wang Wei had already noticed the problem.

Liu Yin trapped herself underground, under the pretext of letting her play with him. This was enough to make her suspicious.

At first, Wang Wei thought that the artifact was in Liu Yin's hands, and she was using an excuse not to give it to her, maybe she was going to use it for other purposes. She was waiting here to see when she would hand over the artifact with both hands.

But for several days, Liu Yin did not mention the artifact, and she searched in the underground ruins herself. As expected, she found nothing.

In the end, Wang Wei came up with an answer that was closest to the truth - Liu Yin didn't have the artifact at all. Although she didn't know why she lied to her, she had to find a way to leave here and find the artifact.

"Liu Yin, it's too dark down here. I feel a little...uncomfortable."

Wang Wei's skin was already pale, and without the sun, it looked even more bloodless.

"Wait a few more days, okay? I'll definitely—"

Before Liu Yin finished speaking, she was interrupted by Wang Wei's light cough, "Hey, I don't mean to rush you. Since you want me to accompany you, why not stay a few more days?"

"Then I'll light up a few more pieces of Zhongshan Fire Essence Stone to make this underground warmer and brighter!"

Wang Wei held her hand, with imperceptible fear and fragility hidden in his eyes.

"I want to go to the surface. It's dark down here and I always remember some bad things."