Cultivation: I have an inventory

The ruins are not big, there are only about ten palaces and pavilions, and you can see the end at a glance.

It's less like a sect cave and more like a place where a monk practices alone.

After thousands of years of changes, this cave has been explored by many latecomers, leaving ruins, broken walls, collapsed buildings, and overgrown weeds.

However, looking at the style of these buildings, there is a high probability that they should be the cave of a female monk.

There is almost no chance here. Not to mention the elixirs and magic weapons, even the Sutra Pavilion has been looted long ago, and even the soil in the spiritual field has been excavated, packed and taken away.

The towering ancient trees outside cover the sky. Although the sun cannot shine down, at least occasionally there are birds and animals scurrying around, and you can hear some strange noises and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves...

But inside the ruins, there was a dead silence, no living things could be felt, and there was no sound of wind.

Some skeletons that had long been weathered and reduced to their bones lay scattered on the ground. It was a completely abandoned place.

"How did those three foundation-building monks dare to explore a place like this back then? Aren't you afraid?"

Gu Zongyuan couldn't help but muttered.

Xiao Changqing carefully observed the surroundings and said: "If you didn't know that there was a terrifying evil spirit hidden here, would you think that this gloomy atmosphere was much of a threat to the Foundation Establishment monks? Not to mention the Foundation Establishment monks, Even the Qi Refining monks are not afraid."

"Forehead……"

Gu Zongyuan thought about it and felt it made sense.

Under normal circumstances, such ruins would not be scary to immortal cultivators no matter how silent they were.

He now feels a little nervous, just because he knew in advance that there was a powerful and terrifying evil spirit here.

The three of them came to a place that looked like an altar.

There is a huge sarcophagus on the altar, which is engraved with various complex and profound runes.

I don’t know what the material of the sarcophagus is made of. It is very hard. There are many traces of battles near the altar. It is cratered and severely damaged, but the sarcophagus is as new as ever.

The material is hard and indestructible, and it is not an auspicious thing, so this ruins has been explored by countless latecomers, and all the treasures that can be taken away have been taken away. However, the sarcophagus has always been placed on the machine platform and has never been touched.

The three of them stood apart, and Xiao Changqing took out a fist-sized bell from his storage bag. As his mana was injected into it, the bell began to shake and jingle.

Buzz!

The sound of the bells carried a strange power, causing a certain resonance in the sarcophagus on the altar.

A moment later, a female corpse in white appeared in the sarcophagus.

As soon as the female corpse appeared, the evil atmosphere and gloomy feeling in the ruins increased more than ten times!

The chests of Xiao Changqing and the others suddenly felt hot. It was because the evil-defeating talisman they had taken out in advance encountered strong evil energy and automatically exerted its effect.

After the Evil-Breaking Talisman spontaneously ignited, a 'holy' and 'warm' power immediately enveloped the three of them, temporarily blocking and dispersing the evil spirits.

"She's about to wake up, everyone, be careful."

Xiao Changqing said in a deep voice.

As Xiao Changqing's words fell to the ground, the woman in white, Xie Sui, slowly stood up from the sarcophagus. However, her back was facing Xiao Changqing and the others, so she couldn't see her specific appearance, nor did she know the expression on her face at this time.

But the next moment, the woman in white, Xie Sui, started singing with her back to the three of them.

The singing is very melodious and pleasant, but it is full of resentment and weeping. It makes people feel sad, but they can't wait to listen to it all the time.

There seemed to be a strong magical power in her voice. Even the Foundation Establishment Realm singer from Liyang Fairy City, who was famous for her singing, was far inferior to the evil singing voice of the woman in white.

There is an illusion in the trance that this female evil spirit in white is not an evil spirit, but a female fairy with a quiet personality, which makes people unable to help but fall in love with her.

Fortunately, all three of them had divine souls that were at least at the level of forming pills. With a little concentration, they were able to ignore the strange power in the song and were not affected by it.

I don't know if the white-clothed woman has become accustomed to being fed by Young Master Yin these days. Soon her singing stopped and she revealed a strong desire to 'devour'.

She didn't make any movements, but Xiao Changqing and the others could clearly feel its emotions. It was 'hungry' and needed nourishment.

The method of supplementation is the blood essence and soul of the monks.

Naturally, Xiao Changqing and the others did not have the essence, blood and soul to nourish it. Naturally, it set its target on the three living people of Xiao Changqing.

"Want to eat us? Take a shot from me first!"

Gu Zongyuan was the first to lose his composure. He sacrificed his magical weapon and stabbed out a magic fire dragon, biting towards the female evil spirit in white on the altar.

He didn't dare to swing his natal magical weapon out recklessly, and it accidentally became contaminated with evil power.

Even so, his move has definitely reached the early stage of elixir formation, enough to threaten the life of the fake elixir master, and it is quite powerful.

But when this magical fire dragon landed on the white-clothed female evil spirit, the red-hot iron actually fell into the ice water. It only emitted a little smoke and dissipated almost instantly.

The woman in white, Xie Sui, did not suffer any injuries, and there were no signs of damage to her clothes or hair.

Gu Zongyuan did not believe in evil. Logically speaking, his fire-attribute skills could restrain such gloomy things, so he launched several attacks in succession.

The result makes no difference.

The evil woman in white did not resist at all. She still turned her back to the three people and let Gu Zongyuan attack. She just kept conveying the emotion of hunger, wanting Xiao Changqing and the other two to dedicate themselves to her.

"Is it really that evil?" Gu Zongyuan swallowed his saliva and stopped.

His continuous attacks did not have any effect on the evil woman in white. On the contrary, he was a little overwhelmed.

He could not bear it not because of how much mana these moves consumed, but because he felt inexplicably tired!

It was like... the attack just now did not fall on the evil woman in white, but a part of it fell back on him?

Of course.

The lethality of his attack must not have fallen on him, but things were so weird, as if there was some kind of "exchange" between him and the evil woman?

"Let me try."

Su Wushuang on the side urged her mana. Under the influence of her strong mana, the temperature between the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly dropped, and the cold air condensed into arrows, shooting towards the evil woman in white like raindrops.

It must be said that Su Wushuang's attack was quite powerful, and it could be considered as an upper-middle level in the middle stage of Jindan.

The crackling ice arrows fell, and the hard altar made of unknown materials did not collapse, but it had left many traces and small potholes.

You should know that this altar has not been destroyed after thousands of years, and there are not many traces left by large and small battles.

This shows that Su Wushuang's strength is the strongest among all the monks who have come to this ruins to search for treasures before.

But such attacks on the female evil spirit still have little effect. I saw a thick black gas rising from the white-clothed female evil spirit. Even if there were more and stronger cold arrows, it was like hitting cotton. It was not that there was any magic weapon to help it resist the attack, and the strange black fog full of evil spirits was more like a more sophisticated means, beyond the scope of mana!

This strange black fog is different from mana.

To give an inappropriate example, the white-clothed female evil spirit gave people the feeling that mortals used martial arts to attack immortal cultivators, and the magic power was a "dimensional strike" on the internal force!

Of course, if there were enough mortal warriors and they were strong enough, they could also hurt the cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm.

Although Su Wushuang's attack was completely annihilated by the black mist, the black mist was also dissipated, and the three people clearly sensed that the power of the evil spirits around them had also weakened.

It was just that the amplitude was very small, and it was too far away to kill it or even seriously injure it. It was really insignificant.

The attack lasted for half an incense stick of time. Su Wushuang used all her means and finally sacrificed her own life magic weapon, the snow lotus, but the effect was still not ideal.

On the contrary, she also encountered the same situation as Gu Zongyuan just now. Her own emotions began to be unconsciously affected by the evil spirits. Her mind seemed to be branded and gradually entangled by it, and various negative emotions began to appear.

But as a Jindan cultivator, her golden elixir was running in her body, and her magic power was surging, which could slowly drive away this negative emotion.

If a foundation-building cultivator is entangled by this strange negative emotion, it may not be a problem for the time being, but after returning, he will probably have nightmares day and night, gradually go crazy, die, and even the people around him may suffer.

"No. With my strength, I can't kill it at all." Su Wushuang shook her head and stopped.

Her attack, unlike Gu Zongyuan's, had no effect on the white-clothed female evil spirit, and could have a slight effect. But this effect, even if it takes ten or twenty years to slowly accumulate time to grind, will not have any effect. It is impossible to kill the white-clothed female evil spirit, and it is impossible to prevent its revival.

Even if she attacks for a long time, she herself may be gradually affected by the negative emotions of the evil spirit, and she will not be able to dispel it in time, and she will not be able to hold on first.

There is no way, Gu Zongyuan and Su Wushuang both turned their eyes to Xiao Changqing, and the last hope lies in him.

"I'll try too."

Since he is here, Xiao Changqing must try it.

Although he doesn't hold out hope and doesn't think he can kill or seal this evil spirit, he has to experience it himself.

"Go!"

Xiao Changqing drove the puppet beside him and let it fly towards the female evil spirit on the altar.

However, this evil spirit was no longer the second-level puppet used as cannon fodder to explore the way just now, but the third-level low-grade puppet he had refined at the beginning.

Puppets are different from cultivators and have no souls. According to Xiao Changqing's speculation, first of all, they will at least not be affected by the most creepy "possession" and "negative emotions" of evil spirits. It is equivalent to one of the most bizarre means of evil spirits, which has lost its effect on puppets.

Secondly, puppets are fearless and can fight in close combat, like physical cultivators, looking for weaknesses of evil cultivators at close range.

Buzz!

The sword energy broke through the air.

The puppet held a silver long sword magic weapon, which was the bottom magic weapon of the Song family, one of the top ten families in Liyang Xiancheng, and it was powerful.

At this time, under the swing of the third-level puppet, the lethality was even higher than that of the young master of the Song family.

The silver blade light fell first, just like Gu Zongyuan and Su Wushuang just now. The black mist around the evil female in white seemed to be the nemesis of all magic attacks, no matter how strong or what kind of attribute, it could melt and annihilate them all.

This scene was not unexpected.

Then the puppet jumped onto the altar, not only activating the power of the magic weapon, but also using the body of the magic weapon to chop the evil spirit.

If it were an ordinary Jindan cultivator, he would not dare to do this unless it was absolutely necessary.

Because if you are not a physical cultivator, your close combat power is not as good as using magic power to activate magic weapons. Secondly, if your life magic weapon is destroyed, you will also suffer a serious backlash.

Only physical cultivators or puppets can have this kind of fighting style.

Chi chi chi!

The silver long sword slashed wildly, and the puppet's left hand burst into golden light, forming circles of ripples, and a punch blasted out with overwhelming power.

The sword and fist met and directly killed into the black mist of the evil white-clothed woman, like a dragon turning the river and the sea.

"This has no effect?"

Xiao Changqing and the other two stared at the altar and found that the figure of the white-clothed female cultivator became looming and transparent at this time.

It seemed like an invisible object, or it turned directly into black mist, like flowing water, and the sword and fist could not really fall on it.

"No, it has an effect..."

Soon Xiao Changqing found that the speed at which the black mist was consumed became faster, several times faster than the speed at which Su Wushuang attacked just now.

This means that the third-level puppet can "hurt" it.

But this kind of damage comes at a great cost.

The black mist was not dissipated much, but the power of the third-level puppet and the long sword magic weapon was rapidly declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the light of the long sword magic weapon had dimmed, and the puppet's fist power was obviously weakened.

There was no objection to dragging it on, and Xiao Changqing immediately ordered the puppet to retreat.

"The spirituality of the magic weapon disappeared directly, and the fetus was also damaged... Many parts of the puppet were also broken..."

Xiao Changqing checked it and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

This third-level long sword magic weapon is almost useless. Even if it is repaired, its power will no longer be at its peak, and its value will drop sharply.

This third-level puppet is almost the same. (End of this chapter)