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The place where the Xuelang Army Mansion camped was very close to Yizhuang, and within less than a stick of incense, you could see the mortuary place shrouded in gray clouds and smoke.

From the outside, the gray eaves and white walls are dilapidated, which is very in line with the gloomy atmosphere of Yizhuang. Going inside, the walls and door panels are covered with blood, and the traces of yesterday's fight are still vivid.

In Yizhuang, several coffins were placed one by one.The cover boards are all pasted with talisman papers, most of them are tattered and have little mana.

Not far away, five Taoist priests in gray robes were sitting on the ground, chanting words, as if they were in the process of recuperating.

"This is a member of my Ping Yangzong. After thinking about it after yesterday's incident, it is better to calm down first." Cheng Yingjie stopped at the gate of Yizhuang, trying not to disturb him.

"How many corpses do you need five people to suppress?" Mo Chi asked.

Wei Ling said softly: "More people are always good... Suppressing the soul has a great impact on the mind, and one more person will share it, and there will be less danger." During the soul-suppressing, he was most afraid of being disturbed by others. He walked slowly along the wall, After looking at those coffins, there was already a smell of corpses coming from inside. If I took them to Jinchuan like this, I am afraid that the corpses would have rotted on the way.

Cheng Yingjie said to Mochi again: "Only a cultivation level of Ah Ling's level can easily bear the backlash of soul suppression alone."

Mochi seems to understand a little bit.

Wei Ling concentrated on feeling the flow of magic power around him, walked slowly past the coffin, and stopped in the middle of the Yizhuang, looking at the Taoist priest who was in the soul sedation.

They sat cross-legged in a circle, with their bodies straight and motionless. Wei Ling observed for a while, and suddenly grabbed one of the Taoist priests and asked him to look up.

Cheng Yingjie and Mo Chi felt something was wrong, and hurried over, but just as they stepped in, they were taken aback by the Taoist priest's face.

His eyes were wide open, the kernels of his eyes turned white, blood and tears pooled in his sockets, welling up under Wei Ling's merciless dragging.

"Dead, dead... dead?" Cheng Yingjie couldn't believe it, he was helpless to support another Taoist beside him.

The situation is exactly the same as the one in Wei Ling's hands.

The scary thing is that their lips opened and closed, and they spoke intermittently.

"Something is eroding them." Wei Ling made a tactic, pointed towards the ground, and a magic circle spread along the way, annexing the entire Yizhuang.

"Ding--"

The crisp ringtone came leisurely.

Wei Ling parted his gaze and glanced at the corner of the roof of Yizhuang. He could almost confirm that the bell came from that direction.

Soon, the agitated demon power rose out of thin air, and the stagnant coffin in Yizhuang vibrated accordingly. The sound was extremely terrifying, as if the ghosts in the coffin were about to pour out.But the more intense their reaction was, the brighter the magic circle that Wei Ling suppressed became, and all the struggles seemed to sink into the sea, and they were restrained abruptly in the end.

"Mochi, southwest, big brother, right in front of Yizhuang, there are monsters attracted."

Wei Ling flicked her fingertips in the air, adding another layer of magic circle, severely sealing the restlessness of the coffin.

Mo Chi and Cheng Yingjie quickly entered the state of preparation for battle, and rushed over in the direction Wei Ling said.

"Ding--"

The bell rang again.

But the coffin in Yizhuang did not move, and was firmly suppressed by Wei Ling's magic power.

"It's useless, you can't exert the full power of Qianguling with your naked eyes."

After Mo Chi and Cheng Yingjie left, Wei Ling looked at the eaves that were oozing with moss.

The black-clothed boy was standing still above at some point, lazily picking up a string of fishbone-like bells with his little fingers, dangling leisurely.

"It's okay if you can't perform, just find something for your friends to do, don't disturb our chat."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and held Qianguling. His figure was as fast as a ghost, and he sat lazily on the coffin lid next to Weiling.

Wei Ling followed him with his eyes: "What advice does Mr. Shen have?"

Although the two met for the first time, it was like seeing each other again.

Shen Feihuan crossed his legs, propped his chin with one hand indecently, and looked Wei Ling from head to toe and from foot to head with big eyes. Then, a smile appeared on his cheeks, with a playful and cute look: "I heard that the immortal gave this thousand Keep a close eye on Guling, I am flattered and plan to offer it with both hands."

After he finished speaking, he threw his hands away, Wei Ling felt something flying towards him, so he caught it, and when he opened it up, it turned out to be Qian Gu Ling.

He sneered slightly: "I just borrowed it for fun. After playing enough, I will return it to the original owner...friend? It can also be regarded as returning it to the original owner."

Wei Ling looked up at him: "Young Master Shen, you are not going to explain where Qian Gu Ling came from?"

Shen Feihuan pretended to be in trouble: "Neither you nor I are people with enough time, so save the boring nonsense and talk about something more meaningful, such as why am I here?"

Wei Ling: "Unfortunately, Wei has a lot of time today to talk nonsense with Mr. Shen."

Shen Feihuan tilted his head slightly, looked at the sky for a while, then turned his gaze back after a while: "I originally wanted to kill you as soon as possible."

Wei Ling smiled: "It's not going well?"

Shen Feihuan shrugged his shoulders: "Haha, no one will be successful! You actually sent the whole big spider to Liuli Houshan, you are amazing! If the monster power in the spider's body was stronger, wouldn't I be self-defeating?" 'Boom' to make Liuli Mountain evaporate?"

"What does Mr. Shen mean by 'as soon as possible'?" While speaking, Wei Ling gently withdrew his hand and wiped away the magic circle that was suppressing the coffin. , all fell to the ground.

Shen Feihuan said: "Of course it's before you meet a certain monster."

Wei Ling's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Shen Feihuan changed his posture, straightened his legs, put his hands lightly on the coffin, and focused on the seemingly invisible hostility in Wei Ling's eyes: "The always gentle and polite Wei Xianzun will show such murderous eyes, it's terrifying But, I'm just an errand, and it's useless to kill me. Since you and I met for the first time today, let me tell you some good news." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was a little softer: "I am Those who come to the muddy water will not spread the news about your dealings with the evil monsters, and now they have given up the idea of ​​killing you, Xianzun, are you satisfied with what I say? If you continue to keep an eye on me , I must have misunderstood."

The young man in front of him exudes an uncoordinated and lively aura. Although he speaks frankly and has a lot of sincerity in his words, it is invisible to make the listeners care, and they dare not believe it easily.

Wei Ling asked persuasively: "It seems that my life and death are not important to you?"

"You can't say that, the immortal is one of the four great immortals in Liuli Mountain. How can I wait for mortals to kill if they want to?" Shen Feihuan suddenly propped himself up, jumped onto the coffin and stood firm: "It's just that you have been I accidentally got involved in the matter of the investigation, the matter is very important, how can such an unknown junior like me bear it, I have been having trouble sleeping and eating every day, I am afraid that the immortal will be in a bad mood and just accept my life .”

Wei Ling listened to him talking one after another, with an innocent face full of grievances, if he led her around by the nose, she could only interrupt abruptly, saying: "You want to say that the monster in the blood formation You didn't hire it, did you?"

Shen Feihuan blinked and became more innocent: "Of course not! I'm a mortal, so where can I get such great skills?"

"Although you are a mortal, you are different from mortals. This matter is open to discussion." Wei Ling looked at him carefully for a while.

Shen Feihuan didn't have the aura of immortality or sorcery, but Wei Ling always felt that there was an inexplicable strangeness, not as clean and pure as ordinary mortals.

Perhaps the only way to find out is to touch Shen Feihuan's body.

"I'm ashamed! You actually underestimated the cleverness of the immortal. However, this junior has so much to say. Believe it or not, the immortal must have a clear lesson in his heart." After Shen Feihuan said this, he finally let go of the underfoot The coffin, under the dark haze, he jumped back to the eaves.

"Mr. Shen, please stay."

Wei Ling calmly stopped him.

"Huh?" Shen Feihuan turned around.

His hair is yellowish in color and tied with a black cloth strip. When the wind blows, the randomly cut short and uneven ends of his hair flutter up and down, which makes his childish face very cute.

"I see that Mr. Shen's various actions are aimed at the Guo family. I don't know how much the Guo family is involved in this matter? If Mr. Shen knows, can you tell me a thing or two?"

The young man in front of him is the murderer who brutally murdered the Guo family caravan. The bloody aura lingering around him makes people have to be wary. He must hold a certain key.

Shen Feihuan stamped his feet, with a faint smile on his face: "I have some personal grievances with the Guo family, if Venerable Wei Xianzun is interested, how about finding flowers sometime before the moon is under the moon, and then come and have a good time?"

Personal matters.

It was difficult for Wei Ling to tell the truth from the falsehood in Shen Feihuan's words. He had already lost the chance to keep him after he said this.

"Ah." Shen Feihuan thought of something by himself: "Speaking of which, there is indeed a very interesting thing, and I don't know if I should tell it or not."

Wei Ling said, "Please tell me."

Shen Feihuan said: "The goal of these monsters was not Liuli City, but Liuli Mountain from the beginning, and they kept saying that they wanted Canglin God to make pills? Blame my lack of knowledge, thinking I heard a joke! Isn't this a toad who wants to eat swan meat! "

How freely and with what ease he speaks!Wei Ling heard it in her ears, and couldn't even understand what these words meant for a while.By the time he felt overwhelmed, Mochi and Cheng Yingjie had already killed all the monsters that Shen Feihuan had attracted, and rushed back to Yizhuang. The moment they saw Shen Feihuan, Mochi immediately put on a fighting stance, while Cheng Yingjie squatted down to test What about the Taoist priest lying on the ground.

"Why did you say that?" Wei Ling was obsessed with Shen Feihuan's answer.

Shen Feihuan took a step back: "Huh? Hearing it? Maybe it's because the gods on the Liuli Mountain don't want to save mortals, and some desperate people have to find another way out."

Mochi's eyes widened in anger at his words: "Shen Feihuan, you...!"

"Wei Xianzun, just now you said that you have plenty of time today—" Shen Feihuan smiled lightly: "From the point of view of this junior, there is nothing to investigate in the Snow Wolf Army Mansion, why don't you take the time to go back to Liuli Mountain to have a look, maybe you can catch a big fish ?”

Mo Chi shouted at him: "What's wrong with Liuli Mountain? Please explain clearly!"

Shen Feihuan winked at him, then stepped back and jumped off the eaves, just like when he came, with a wonderful lightness skill and without a sound, he disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

A strong anxiety rose in Wei Ling's heart: "I'll go back to Liuli Mountain."

He waved his sword, stepped on and left in a hurry without looking back.

There was an unseasonably cold chill in the air.

The closer you get to Liuli Mountain, the darker the sky becomes.

Wei Ling has always been dubious about Shen Feihuan's nonsense, until the mountain peak where he has lived for countless ages comes into view, and he gradually realizes that Shen Feihuan is not joking with him.

There seems to be a storm hovering above the glazed mountain.

Push the turbulent airflow between the sky and the earth down the towering mountain crazily.

The residents of Glazed City were startled by the chaotic scene. Some of them ran outside the city, some hid at home, and some stopped at the foot of Glazed Mountain, looking at the bright and vast barrier in admiration.

It was the first time for Wei Ling to see such a powerful enchantment rising from Liuli Mountain, like a thick and transparent tortoise shell, passing through the sky and winding above the sky.Those layers shone with sparkling light, exuding powerful mana. Wei Ling stopped in front of the barrier, and stretched out his hand tentatively. The barrier was like a hard and cold block of ice, isolating him from the outside.

"Master!"

Mochi followed closely behind, but just as he got off the sword, he staggered a few steps, but his body was able to pass through the barrier.

Wei Ling said: "You go in first. I'll figure out a way!"

Mochi looked embarrassed, his master!To be blocked outside the barrier!

"Go quickly." Wei Ling said again.

Mochi nodded heavily, and ran up the mountain without hesitation.

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