Living in the world of cultivation

In late autumn, yellow leaves bloom all over the mountains and fields

After several days of continuous rain, the temperature dropped sharply, leaves fell all over the ground, and there was a hint of desolation in the deserted and humid atmosphere.

Su Fan lay slumped on the couch under the sky, quietly looking at the misty drizzle.

It has been almost two years since he came to Shiliang Village. Except for occasionally dealing with the village leader Yakun, he has almost spent the rest of his time in the valley.

If it weren't for the fact that there were family members in the Blue Sky Star Territory waiting for him to return to reunite, Su Fan could lie down here until he died.

Since the witch god Aji started preaching here, she has not appeared for a long time.

Occasionally, he appears a few times and asks him to refine the witchcraft statue.

Now Su Fan has helped the witch god Aji to refine hundreds of statues. It is said that her followers have spread to more than a dozen human gathering places throughout the Demon Camel Mountain, with as many as eight thousand if not ten thousand.

However, the human monks who have inherited the witch sect's tradition can practice several times faster than before, and now Bailin is about to break through to the late stage of Qi training.

It's just that he was worried that the high-level monks at the gathering place would see the clues, so he had been relying on the secrets of the witch sect to hide his cultivation.

Now Balin and others have long left the gathering place of the Long Valley human race and have spread throughout the Demon Camel Mountain, helping the witch god Aji to preach.

All the new Wumen believers have good talents, and they are all young men and women in their teens.

There was a long barbecue stove next to Su Fan. Sister Zhen was squatting there, constantly turning over various meat skewers, and from time to time she would grab a handful of seasoning powder and sprinkle it on the meat skewers.

The guy who shushed was lying in front of his cave, staring at the huge grill next to him.

The two ghost generals were shaking a huge iron stick, with a cow-shaped beast on it, which had been roasted until it was sizzling with oil.

"Master, the meat skewers are ready. How do you like it?"

Su Fan lazily sat up from the recliner, took a few skewers of meat tendons handed over by Sister Zhen, picked them up and jerked them off.

"Add some more chili powder..."

Sister Zhen nodded, took the skewers of meat tendons from Su Fan and put them on the oven. She grabbed a large handful of chili powder and sprinkled it on the meat skewers.

She turned the meat skewers a few more times, put them on a tray, and placed them on the Kang table in front of Su Fan.

At this time, the Kang table was filled with all kinds of delicious mixed vegetables and smoked sauce braised food, and there was an unopened jar of spiritual wine next to it.

Su Fan stood up from the recliner, walked over and sat cross-legged at the Kang table. Sister Zhen had already opened the wine jar, poured him a bowl of spiritual wine and placed it in front of him.

After serving Su Fan, Sister Zhen trotted to the huge grill next to her and saw that the strange beasts on the iron sticks were almost cooked.

She ordered two ghost generals to carry the roasted beast and place it in front of Hush's cave.

The Xu beast, which had been waiting impatiently, rushed over fiercely, opened its mouth and bit off half of the nearly ten-foot-long beast, and then started chewing it with big mouthfuls.

Su Fan picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, then turned his head and looked at it with disgust.

This guy is a foodie. He roasted a strange beast so easily, but he devoured it in just a few bites. It's really like eating peonies.

At this time, Sister Zhen came over, sat cross-legged opposite Su Fan, and looked at him with a smile on her chin.

"Master, how is the slave's roast..."

Su Fan glanced at her, picked up a meat skewer and took a bite.

"It's okay, I can eat it..."

Sister Zhen stopped immediately after hearing this. Her nose twitched and she smelled the smell of meat skewers on the table.

"It smells so good, Master, are you sorry..."

Su Fan laughed and said, "I'm teasing you. Didn't you stop until you looked at my mouth..."

Only then did a smile appear on Sister Zhen's face, and then she nuzzled to Su Fan's side, rested her head on his shoulder, and quietly looked at the drizzle outside the sky.

The autumn rain has been falling for several days, and there is a dampness and coldness in the air, lingering, as if there is a chill in the bones.

Su Fan and Sister Zhen are both monks. Of course they can't feel the chill, but they can also feel the bleak atmosphere of the continuous autumn rain.

Ever since Su Fan came to the valley of Shiliang Village, it has been like this every day.

Sister Zhen is like a hard-working little bee, busy from morning to night, serving the two uncles Su Fan and Xi Xi.

However, she also enjoyed it and lived a very fulfilling life every day.

Now that Sister Zhen knows that her talent is poor, she has long accepted her fate and started living a heartless life.

Anyway, the ghost body will never die. If she can stay with her master every day in this life, she will be very satisfied.

Su Fan took a sip of the spirit wine, then picked up a meat skewer. Just as he was about to take a big mouthful, the voice of the witch god Aji came to his ears.

"I was negligent. Someone used divination to break the witchcraft formation I arranged for you..."

What the hell...

The witchcraft formation arranged by the witch god Aji can not only block the detection of the incarnate monks, but also help Su Fan hide the secrets of heaven and prevent the divination master of the Ghost Clan from calculating his location.

"Then what should I do? Should I run away immediately again..."

"That's not necessary. I have consolidated the witch formation and added another formation. At most, the Ghost Clan can measure your general direction..."

"I'd better run away. What if I'm trapped here by the Ghost Clan..."

"Motuo Mountain is so big. If you hide anywhere you want, they won't be able to find you..."

Hearing what the Witch God Aji said, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Fan quickly stood up from the ground and waved to Sister Zhen next to him.

"Hurry up and pack up, it's time for us to leave..."

Sister Zhen didn't think twice after hearing this and started to get busy. Actually, there was nothing to clean up, so she just put away the grills around her.

Su Fan summoned the sleeping "ghost crow" and drove it all the way into the depths of the Demon Camel Mountain.

The Demon Camel Mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and many peaks are covered with various caves, some of which are even thousands of meters deep underground.

Su Fan flew in the mountains for more than ten days before finding a hidden cave and then went deep into the ground.

He took out a jade key from the ring and entered his personal space.

Su Fan covered the jade key with the fur of the ruins beast, and with the addition of several witch formations blessed by the witch god Aji, he was able to do it without any mistakes.

He could hide in the mountains to avoid the pursuit of the ghost tribe, but the human cultivators living in the gathering place here would be miserable.

In order to kill him, the ghost tribe would definitely attack indiscriminately and completely destroy the Demon Camel Mountain.

Thinking of this, Su Fan couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"If the ghost tribe comes to kill us, the human gathering place in the Demon Camel Mountain will definitely suffer an unexpected disaster..."

"I was careless. I will notify those believers and try to let the human race here migrate to other areas before the ghost tribe arrives..."

Hearing the witch god Aji say this, Su Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, this woman rarely speaks like this, which can't help but make Su Fan feel a little confused.

This woman didn't deliberately expose my breath.

But Su Fan thought about it again and felt that it was unlikely.

She wanted to spread the witch sect here, how could she let the human beings here suffer.

"By the way, help me refine a dozen witch god towers in the next few days, the sooner the better..."

"What kind of god tower do you want to refine..."

As soon as Su Fan finished speaking, some information came into his mind, all of which were the methods of refining this kind of witch god tower.

"When the ghost tribe comes, I will try to protect more people here..."

Su Fan felt guilty for causing trouble for the people here. After hearing what the witch god Aji said, he started to prepare to refine the witch god tower without thinking.

His eyes condensed, and he carefully studied the information in his mind.

After a while, Su Fan couldn't help but frowned.

He found that this kind of witch god tower was much more difficult to refine than those witch statues.

The materials for refining the witch god tower must be rare wood materials.

Each witch god tower must be more than ten feet high and as thick as several people hugging, and the entire witch god tower must be engraved with various witch god symbols.

Su Fan is not short of materials. His ring is full of various rare spiritual materials seized over the years.

But asking him to engrave the witch god symbol on the entire witch god tower is a very severe test for him.

But no matter how difficult it is, Su Fan has to do it.

Who told him to invite the ghost tribe and let the human race of Demon Camel Mountain suffer an unprovoked disaster?

For more than a month, Su Fan almost did not sleep and worked day and night to refine the witch god tower.

Fortunately, after years of accumulation, his weapon making skills have now reached the level of mastery.

In particular, his long-term research and study of the puppetry of the Sulun people has also made his weapon making level leap forward.

In just over a month, Su Fan successfully refined more than ten witch god towers.

As before, Sister Zhen took the ring containing the god tower and sent it to the place designated by the witch god Aji, and her believers would come to collect it.

At midnight, in a stone house in the gathering place of the human race in Wulong Valley, Ba Lin had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, he sat up from the bed, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Ba Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, then jumped out of bed, picked up the kettle and took a big gulp.

Just now, the Lord of the Witch God met him in a dream and said that the Demon Camel Mountain would soon suffer a catastrophe, and most of the human cultivators here would not be able to escape this catastrophe.

Although the Witch God could not save everyone here, all the believers who inherited the Witch Sect could be protected by her.

The Lord of the Witch God had issued an oracle, asking him to speed up his preaching and save as many human beings as possible.

Ba Lin was frightened by the news. After this year's experience, he believed that the Lord of the Witch God would not lie to him.

Although it was early in the morning, he was already sleepless.

Next, he would immediately summon all the believers of the Witch Sect. The Lord of the Witch God had assigned a large number of tasks for them to complete.

Ba Lin packed up, then hurriedly left the house and disappeared into the dark night.

In a city in Mirongtian, more than a dozen old monsters who had reached the state of transformation, including the Hulan Venerable, were sitting cross-legged in a stone house at this moment.

"I don't know if the divination masters invited from other tribes can calculate the position of that kid..."

"I hope they can succeed. If this continues, the morale of the tribe members will be exhausted..."

"I think it should be no problem. It is said that the divination master invited this time is from the 'Charming Heart Tribe'. The divination law enforcement is the strongest even in the entire Yougu Star Region..."

Just as a group of ghost tribe gods were anxiously waiting for the results, a Yuanying cultivator from the tribe hurriedly ran in from outside.

"Report to the Venerable Hulan, the divination results are out..."

More than ten ghost tribe gods in the stone house were immediately excited.

Venerable Hulan took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "What is the result? Have you calculated the position of that kid..."

"Report to Venerable Hulan, among the masters, only Master Mangchai of the "Meixin Clan" has a result, and the others have not succeeded..."

After hearing the other party's words, Venerable Hulan and others all breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, there is a result. If it continues like this, all the cultivators in the clan who participated in the search will not be able to hold on.

"Good... good..."

Venerable Hulan roared several times in succession, and then he suppressed his excitement.

"The result calculated by Master Blind Guess shows where the kid is..."

After hearing what Venerable Hulan said, the Yuanying cultivator of the Ghost Clan quickly took out a bone tile from the bone ring.

It activated the bone tile, and a three-dimensional map suddenly appeared in the room.

The Yuanying cultivator of the Ghost Clan stretched out his hand and pointed at a certain position on the map.

"Report to the Venerable Hulan, according to the calculation of Master Mangchai of the 'Charming Heart Clan', this kid should be hiding in this area at present..."

Seeing the large area on the three-dimensional map, Venerable Hulan and others all frowned.

"Have you asked Master Mangchai whether he can calculate the exact location of the kid, even if the area is a little smaller..."

After hearing what Venerable Hulan said, the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Ghost Clan shook his head.

"I asked at the time, and Master Blind Guess said that it had tried its best..."

The group of old monsters of the Ghost Clan in the room sighed at the same time.

This place is too remote and desolate, even for these God-transforming cultivators, it will take a lot of time to get there.

Moreover, the area of ​​this area is also very vast, and there is no space gate within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles nearby.

This kid is extremely cunning, and once he senses any disturbance, he will definitely run away.

If the human cultivator runs away again, it will be difficult to find him in the future.

That area is too large, and the exact location of the opponent cannot be determined. The dozens of Divine Transformation cultivators in the clan can't take care of it at all.

The Ghost Clan has spent nearly two years to catch that kid, so they can't make any mistakes this time.

There is no way, the Ghost Clan can't afford it anymore.

Venerable Hulan thought for a while and said: "You should immediately arrange a group of cultivators to go to that area secretly. Don't alert the enemy. First build a space gate in that area, and wait until all the children of the clan participating in the search are deployed, and then start the search..."

"I will follow the Venerable's decree..."

The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Ghost Clan replied loudly, and then respectfully left the stone house.