Games with fairies

"Just go and find the way. We'll take action when it gets dark."

The words of Miao Fengjun made Li Muyang startled.

"Are we going to take action after dark?" He looked at the old devil in front of him in surprise.

The old devil's meaning is very obvious, just let Li Muyang know the way, don't rush to take action.

However, the Ancient Resentment Well at night is infinitely more dangerous than during the day, and all living people in the city will turn into evil spirits.

Wouldn't it be more dangerous to take action at that time?

Li Muyang looked confused.

But I saw the headless holy monk clasping his hands and saying, "Layers, please don't forget that the false Great Light Buddha, like us, also comes from the human world and is not welcomed by the evil spirits in the ancient Well of Resentment."

"When evil spirits attack living creatures after dark, they will not let it go just because it is a monster."

"Even the monks it transformed and controlled only turned into monsters similar to it, instead of becoming evil spirits... I say this, do you understand?"

The words of Miao Fengjun made Li Muyang suddenly realize.

"Those monks will also be attacked by evil spirits?"

Doesn't that mean that the Great Light Buddha is also in danger after dark?

No matter how lively the capital is during the day and how many living people there are in the city, how many evil spirits may attack the monks after dark.

Under such circumstances, even if a conflict broke out between Li Muyang and others and the Pseudo-Buddha, the Pseudo-Buddha would not dare to make a big show of it because of the hundreds of thousands of "evil objects" filling the city.

Because if the hundreds of thousands of people in this city wake up at night and all move around, then even the real immortals will have to stay away from the scene where hundreds of thousands of evil spirits are out at the same time.

"It seems that this fake Great Light Buddha can't sit back and relax while staying in this base camp."

Li Muyang followed Deng Bo out of the temple gate, carrying the clay jar to find the way.

The coachman Ding Liang was left to rest in the small temple.

What happened today was too thrilling for the young coachman.

He can no longer participate in what happens next, but the monks outside are chasing Li Muyang and his party throughout the city, and Ding Liang cannot leave for the time being.

Li Muyang asked him to stay in the small temple of Miao Fengjun, and then let Ding Liang go home after killing the fake Buddha.

Li Muyang held the Seven Treasures Glazed Tin Staff, and used the Seven Treasures Glazed Tin Staff to perform illusions, distorting the face of himself and Princess Pingyao.

In this way, he held up the glazed staff and followed behind Uncle Deng, unimpeded.

In the street market, monks wandered endlessly, scanning the crowd with searching eyes.

Although no arrest warrant was posted with much fanfare, this group of monks controlled by the Pseudo Buddha was indeed pursuing the traces of Li Muyang and others.

According to the narratives of Deng Bo and the temple lord, these monks became monsters and were enslaved by the false Buddha.

The entire capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty has turned into a nest of monsters similar to an insect nest, and the false Buddha is the king of this insect nest.

Along the way, Deng Bo spoke with emotion about his experiences following Jie Zijiu's late father, and also asked about Jie Zijiu's current situation with his second uncle.

After learning that Jie Zijiu's second uncle was now an ordinary country farmer, making a living by weaving bamboo strips, Deng Bo felt deeply moved.

"...The second master was also an ambitious and high-spirited hero back then. Unfortunately, in the battle eight years ago, he lost all his puppets and suffered injuries that could not be healed."

"Now that I have become a country farmer and can no longer travel around the world, I don't know how sad I am."

Deng Bo was indeed the elder in the family, and told many interesting stories about the younger generation of Jiezi’s parents.

But it's a pity that Li Muyang, as an ascended immortal, doesn't care about this.

After all, he is not the real Jie Zijiu, and Jie Zijiu's family affairs have nothing to do with him.

Following Dumble very perfunctorily but calmly, the three of them walked through the streets and alleys, and finally came to a mountain not far from the palace.

——In this bustling imperial capital, there is actually a beautiful mountain forest.

The mountains are covered with verdant vegetation and green grass, surrounded by the bustling streets of the capital. There is a clear distinction between noisy and quiet.

Li Muyang was surprised by this scene.

It's not unusual for cities to have mountains, but there is a mountain range like this... This is obviously the kind of city park from the previous life.

Li Muyang was very confused: "The treasures of the Zhou Dynasty are hidden in these mountains?"

Dumbledore nodded, then carefully looked around, and then carefully pointed in a certain direction in the mountain.

"Right there, there is a village in the mountains, hidden among the trees. It is difficult to find it from the outside."

"It is said that it was built by the founder of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was built in the style of Heiyun Village, and the magic weapon left by Fairy Qinghe was enshrined inside."

"It is guarded by monks from Daguangming Temple on weekdays, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

"I have tried several times over the years, but I have never found a chance to enter. Those monsters guard this place extremely tightly."

Deng Bo alertly and carefully told Li Muyang the situation.

Li Muyang narrowed his eyes, stared at the mountains and forests in front of him, and said, "Is it hidden here..."

Indeed, as Deng Bo said, all the monks at the foot of the mountain were from Daguangming Temple.

These monks were wandering and walking at the foot of the mountain. After walking around the forest in a rhythmic and regular manner, the monks walked out.

For those monks who were constantly wandering in and out of the wilderness with the Imperial City as the center, their final destination and starting point for their wanderings was actually this mountain forest.

According to Deng Bo's instructions, the Daguangming Temple founded by the pseudo-Buddha is not far away.

This mountain is indeed heavily guarded and is close to the imperial palace and Daguangming Temple.

If Li Muyang raids the mountains and forests, he will not only have to face countless monster monks, but also the fake Great Light Buddha that can arrive at any time.

This mission is very difficult and dangerous.

But at this moment, Grandpa Wu in the clay pot spoke.

"...By the way, don't you know a group of human sword cultivators? Those sword cultivators are also in the city, why don't you ask them to help?"

"Anyway, you won't be seen by the Heavenly Eyes and Earth Lords in this city, so you can boldly go to your friends to reveal your identity and seek their help!"

"Sword cultivators are originally focused on killing, and your group of sword cultivator friends are all awe-inspiring swordsmen, and they are not ordinary people at first glance."

"If they help, your pressure will be much relieved."

Grandpa Wu saw Li Muyang's predicament and gave a very considerate suggestion.

But Li Muyang shook his head and rejected it: "No, they can't get involved in this matter."

Not only that, the sword cultivators of Xuanjian Sect must stay away immediately!

Although sword cultivators are indeed focused on killing and have strong combat power, the group of sword cultivators of Xuanjian Sect, the strongest one is only Tianheng Realm, and the weaker one, like Liuli Fairy, should only be Zifu Realm.

Such combat power may be considered top-notch in the human world, but it is not good enough in the Ancient Resentment Well where True Immortal-level combat power is everywhere.

Princess Pingyao, who is LV99, is only a hair's breadth away from True Immortal-level combat power, but she was beaten into a roadside dog by the fake Great Light Buddha.

If the sword cultivators of the Xuanjian Sect were involved, they would be cannon fodder at best.