Ask about the Immortal Way

The valley is filled with clouds and mist.

The waterfall is like a waterfall and the clear spring is flowing.

A peaceful scene.

When others saw it, they would only think it was the Holy Land of the Immortal Family. They could not have imagined that this was where a group of evil demons gathered, led by the Corpse Demon from Luohun Abyss.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared over the valley, shrouded in thick demonic clouds.

"who!"

A sharp shout came from the valley, and a dozen figures flew out.

Before they could see the scene in the magic cloud clearly, they saw a five-color stream of light shooting out from the magic cloud, heading straight for a stone temple on the edge of the valley.

‘Uh-huh! ’

The stream of light passed by, and everyone stared there blankly.

A stone temple disappeared into thin air under their eyes.

"That...is Senior Lu's cave. Senior Lu doesn't seem to have been out recently..."

A young man swallowed and spat, lost his mind.

Senior Lu is said to be an ancestor of Nascent Soul who came down from Luohunyuan and has a weird temper.

Although he chose the cave at the edge of the valley, the masters practicing in the depths of the valley were all polite to him.

"There are also senior Lu's disciples and some Hunyuan Mountain masters inside...all of them have disappeared!"

An ancestor of Nascent Soul and more than a dozen demonic masters showed no sign of resistance and were instantly wiped out by the five-color stream of light.

I'm afraid that the people in the hall will not know what happened or at whose hands they died until they died!

Everyone was immediately frightened and frightened.

They turned around to escape, but it was too late. Everyone's vision was filled with five-color light, and they didn't know who was going on.

Just like the main hall, it disappeared without a trace.

'when! when! when! ’

A rapid bell sounded below.

The monks in the valley noticed something unusual and sounded a warning bell.

In an instant, the whole valley was in uproar. The monks were awakened by the sound of the bell and flew out of the cave one after another.

There were figures floating in the air, one after another, looking towards the sky.

Immediately afterwards, gray-white smoke surged from the valley. This smoke was pure corpse energy that had been refined in a special way.

Corpse energy was like pillars, shooting into the air, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one pillars.

Eighty-one strands of corpse energy flew into the air, dispersed one after another, and merged with each other to form a gray-white cloud, just below the magic cloud.

It seems to support the magic cloud and prevent it from pressing towards the valley.

Deep in the valley, above a gloomy stone palace, several figures floated.

Several people's eyes flashed with light of various colors, and they were using magical powers such as spiritual eyes. Through the magic cloud, they could vaguely see the people in the cloud.

Even though they knew that in the world of immortality, one cannot judge a book by its appearance, their expressions still became very strange.

"Who is this woman?" someone asked.

"Are Yundutian's masters here to seek revenge? We all follow Master Qi's instructions. Has anyone violated a taboo?"

What answered them was a roar, the ground shook, and the peaks on both sides of the valley shook violently, almost collapsing.

The corpse energy that had just condensed into a cloud actually fell into pieces and was about to collapse.

Everyone yelled, "It's not good." They were all shocked.

Since this place is a temporary stronghold, only one Shengming Formation was deployed as a mountain-protecting formation.

Apart from this, there is no other formation.

The opponent has not yet used the five-color stream of light before, but as the demonic cloud presses down, the Ascension to the Underworld Formation tends to collapse.

What a terrifying power this is!

"Run away!"

As if they had seen a demon more terrifying than them, they had no fighting spirit and fled in all directions without hesitation.

The cloud of corpses split open and demonic energy poured in. This scene was too terrifying and beyond their imagination.

The demons in the valley fell into a sluggish state. They were so frightened that they dispersed like birds and beasts.

The whole valley was immediately in chaos.

A man in black robes successfully escaped from the valley. He couldn't help but look back and saw the people in the valley who were panicking. He was about to rejoice when he suddenly saw five-color brilliance, as fast as lightning, shooting straight at him.

The man in black robe was shocked and turned pale. He subconsciously raised his favorite magic weapon, a white flag with ghost patterns.

‘Uh-huh! ’

The white flags with ghost patterns are spread out, like a line of training, horizontally in the air.

The next moment, there was only a 'pop' sound, and he was easily penetrated by the five-color brilliance.

The man in black robe stared wide-eyed, watching helplessly as the five-colored light fell on him and disappeared on the spot.

Similar situations are happening everywhere.

The first few masters to escape from the valley were all spared.

At the same time, there was a violent roar in the valley, the corpse energy collapsed one after another, and the corpse cloud had long been dispersed.

The Ascension to the Underworld formation couldn't survive even one breath, and the corpse energy rolled back to the ground, turning into a violent wind and sweeping the earth.

The buildings in the palace collapsed one after another.

Some monks who were not from Luohunyuan accidentally inhaled corpse gas into their mouths and noses, and countless blood bubbles immediately appeared all over their bodies, causing it to be unbearably itchy.

They scratched hard and broke the blood blisters. Their bodies were dripping with blood and their bodies were in severe pain. The itching still couldn't be relieved. They were rolling around on the ground. Their flesh and blood were turning blue and black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The screams in the valley were loud.

The five-color stream of light shot down like a goddess scattering flowers, ending their pain.

Hundreds of monks in the valley were all slaughtered in the blink of an eye, leaving no one alive.

Vent your rage in the killing.

At the same time, scenes of miserable scenes were reflected in the magic eyes.

Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly showed a hint of wavering, and his face showed a look of struggle, suspended in motion.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the distance.

"stop!"

A streak of pale corpse energy flew from the sky, and it was the white-haired man who controlled the corpse energy.

"Who are you!"

The white-haired man looked at Xiao Wu from a distance and found that it was an unfamiliar face, not one of the Nine Immortals of Yundu.

"Could he be Yundutian's new master?"

The white-haired man flashed this thought and shouted in a deep voice: "No matter what your identity is, if you massacre hundreds of people for no reason, I will definitely ask Yundutian for an explanation!"

While speaking, the white-haired man suddenly caught Xiao Wu's eyes, and his heart suddenly lurched.

The next moment, the five elements of divine light appeared in front of him.

He persisted longer than the monks in the valley, but he could not change the outcome.

A dignified master of the divine transformation stage was sent to take charge of the overall situation. He thought it was a good job and avoided the most dangerous whirlpool, but unexpectedly he fell here in a confused way.

Xiao Wu was attracted by the white-haired man and subconsciously flew forward.

She was still struggling, her delicate body trembling slightly, fighting against the demonic nature in her body.

Not long after, she met Yin Shi and pointed at him casually.

Yin Shi said nothing and died on the spot.

Wherever he passed, just like Yin Shi, countless monks died in Xiao Wu's hands.

I don’t know if there are any innocent people among them.

Xiaowu walked and stopped.

She was struggling with all her strength. Every time she killed, her demonic nature became stronger and the struggle on her face became more intense.

Finally, a city appeared ahead.

This is the Immortal Cultivator’s Square City, where there are not only immortal cultivators but also mortals living there.

Demonic clouds enveloped the city, pitch black, and everyone fell into deep fear.

Xiaowu was condescending and saw everyone and their eyes, and the look of struggle became even stronger.

‘Whoosh! ’

Sha Jiayu and Yulang finally caught up.

"Senior sister!"

Yulang called loudly.

Sha Jiayu wanted to stop him, but Yulang firmly refused. He flew into the magic cloud and came to Xiao Wu.

"Sister, his name is Wulang."

Yu Lang gently opened the baby's swaddling clothes and showed it to Xiao Wu.

Perhaps because Xiaowu looked like a little girl, the baby didn't feel scared. Instead, he was curious about the black eyes, stretched out his hands to be hugged, and made babbling sounds.

Xiao Wu looked at the baby intently, and there were signs of the demonic energy shrinking.

She didn't take the baby, she just looked at it quietly.

After a long time, she slowly closed her eyes.

In an instant, the sky seemed to become brighter, and Yulang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Only then did Sha Jiayu dare to approach and whispered: "Xiao Wu is suppressing her demonic nature, don't disturb her."

The magic cloud rolled, Xiao Wu's expression gradually calmed down, he controlled the magic cloud, rolled up Yu Lang and Sha Jiayu, and flew away.

The magic cloud floated away, and everyone in the city felt like they were surviving a disaster.

Xiaowu was not going very fast. He was walking along the way he came, probably heading back to Beikuo County.

When they reached the sky above Xiwu Village, Xiao Wu suddenly stopped.

The two of them followed Xiao Wu's gaze and saw a burned willow tree next to the village.

The charred tree body actually had a touch of green at its roots. It turned out that new branches had sprouted from the roots.

Slender branches and green buds.

Swaying gently in the breeze.

The willow demon has died and may not be resurrected, but it symbolizes the hope of new life, which is very precious.

Yulang and Sha Jiayu exchanged glances, then stepped forward and said, "Senior sister, will you take it back to Qingyang Temple?"

"It definitely wants to continue to protect this place," Xiao Wu said quietly.

Yulang advised: "It is too weak now. Take it back to Qingyang Temple and keep it company with Wulang. When it grows up, send it back."

Xiaowu was noncommittal and watched Yulang cast a spell to move the entire willow tree out, and then returned to Chen Youer's home in Beikuo County.

She moved pieces of rubble away with her hands, revealing the bodies of Chen Youer and his wife, helped them tidy up, and took them to a mountain outside the city.

After choosing a place with good feng shui, they dug the grave and prepared to bury them here. When you open your eyes, you can see Beikuo County and the river where Chen Youer has been waiting for his whole life.

Finally, Xiao Wu took out a scroll.

This painting is one of Xiaowu's paintings when Qingyang Temple was first established. It depicts the scene of Chen Yao'er spearing a fish.

The windows that were used to frame Taoist temples had been exposed to wind and sun and had faded a bit, so they were put away by Qin Sang.

When Xiao Wu came down the mountain, Qin Sang handed the paintings back to her.

Unfolding the scroll and looking at the picture above, Xiao Wu's eyes flashed with nostalgia. He gently covered the painting with Chen Yaer and his wife and buried him here with them.

Yulang held the baby in his arms and bowed to the tomb.

Xiao Wu nodded to him and walked away through the air.

"Let's go back first," Sha Jiayu stepped forward and said.

"I want to go home and take a look," Yulang whispered.

While at Qingyang Teahouse, he also thought of his hometown. Because he was worried about his senior sister, he suppressed his uneasiness and did not bring it up.

Sha Jiayu sighed slightly and patted Yulang's shoulder, "I will accompany you as a brother."

…

It's still the same road, but there are no refugees on the road.

She and her master once administered medicine to save people here.

Xiao Wu's expression moved slightly, he ducked to the ground, tapped his toes, and a puff of white smoke rose in front of him, and an old man appeared.

"Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me! Immortal, have mercy on me!"

The old man was the land back then.

I still remember that the master gave him the jade pendant that controls the demons. He looked so confident and high-spirited, but now he is hunched over and constantly begging for mercy, as if his spirit has been shattered.

Xiao Wu sighed softly: "Do you still remember me?"

Tutu was startled, then raised his head carefully, and was immediately overjoyed: "You are Fairy Xiaowu! The Taoist priest is back too?"

The land looked around, full of expectation.

"Master is not here."

Xiao Wu shook his head slightly, "Why did you become like this? Where are Yin'er and the others?"

After asking this question, Tu Tu's heart immediately surged with endless sorrow, and he complained repeatedly.

"After the Taoist priest and the fairy left, the little old man wanted to revive the Shinto and use the jade pendant left by the Taoist priest to drive away the demons. It went well at first, but it didn't last long. As soon as it started to improve, I realized that something was wrong with the situation.

"I felt the danger and didn't dare to speak out. Later, the atmosphere became more and more weird, so I had no choice but to abandon my foundation and go back to the mountains to hide.

"Those monsters who have corrected their evil ways will be warned and let go. I don't dare to stay with those who are stubborn, so I simply end their lives to avoid harming others.

"Later on, the world of cultivating immortals became more and more chaotic, and I didn't even dare to stay in the Earth Temple anymore. I destroyed the temple myself and hid here to survive.

"As for the three girls Yin'er, they still perform temple blessings in the temple after getting married, so we can only send them away to live with ordinary people.

"Don't worry, fairy, they have the mark of the little old man on their bodies, and they are safe now."

Xiao Wu already knew part of the plan to kill the corpse demons who had fallen into the abyss of souls, including a master in the transformation stage.

This worldly game of chess will be played in the 'human world', and neither side will use their magic power to intervene directly.

Of course, this does not mean that all chess players are mortals.

Both sides will send disciples down the mountain to seal their cultivation, control their mortal power, and decide the outcome in secular ways.

The nations in the world are just chess pieces on a chessboard, fighting against each other.

For Yin'er and the others, the biggest threat is not monsters, but human disasters.

Xiaowu thought for a while, waved her hand, and five-color brilliance flashed, condensing into a multi-colored robe in her hand, and handed it to the land.

"Wear this colorful coat and be careful, the monk who transforms into gods won't be able to spot you."

This is the condensation of the power of the five elements of divine light.

The land was surprised and delighted. It was hard to imagine what kind of treasure could be hidden from the spiritual sense of the cultivator.

He knew very well why Xiao Wu spent his mana to refine this robe for him, and immediately promised: "I swear to God, I will risk my life, and I will definitely not let Yin'er and the others hurt a hair!" They live in a small town three hundred miles away, would Fairy want to meet them?"

Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "See you later."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Wu suddenly disappeared.

After bidding farewell to the land, Xiao Wu did not go anywhere else. She did not want to stop for a moment and tried her best to fly back to Yan Kingdom.

Finally, Xiao Wu saw Qingyang Temple, like a wanderer returning home, and his mind suddenly calmed down.

Quiet and peaceful mountain village.

A vibrant school.

Standing on the stone outside the Taoist temple was a Taoist priest who was waiting for her to go home.

Qin Sang said nothing, looking at Xiao Wu who fell down with gentle eyes.

Xiao Wu pursed his lips with an aggrieved look on his face. He grabbed Qin Sang's clothes with his little hands and snuggled tightly to him.

"Master, I don't want to go down the mountain anymore."