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Shi Feng left the yard. He didn't have a map of the All Saints Palace, so he could only try his luck. As he walked, he fiddled with the Ghost Spirit Plate.

For more than an hour, the magic plate showed no display at all. Shi Feng had to take out a Qi He Dan and swallow it.

The ghost Yin Qi in the All Saints Palace was much heavier than that in the Ten Thousand Poisons Villa. Not only was the cultivation suppressed, but in order to resist the erosion of the ghost Yin Qi, the human cultivators had to keep the magic shield open, and the magic power kept flowing away. The spiritual power here was thin, and meditation and recovery took too much time. The cultivators could only rely on swallowing pills to replenish their magic power.

Shi Feng sat down and breathed. After the pill was completely dissolved, a pure magic power rose from the dantian and permeated the whole body, and then he continued to walk towards a courtyard on the left.

This courtyard is quite large, but it is dilapidated. Most of the houses collapsed, and there were broken walls and weeds.

It seems that this place had experienced a war many years ago.

Shi Feng stopped in front of a broken wall in the courtyard. There was an incomplete text on the wall.

Seeing Shi Feng reading with great interest, the Horned Demon Dragon asked, "Is it some kind of magical skill or secret method?" Shi Feng said, "Of course not."

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "I said that there must be at least 8,000 people who have come to this place. How could there be any good things left?"

Shi Feng smiled and said, "It's not only treasures in the world that are worth paying attention to. Wherever you stop is the scenery. For example, the memorial tablet on this stone wall is quite interesting to read."

"What does the memorial tablet say?"

"The owner of this Taoist temple should have written the inscription. He said that on the seventh day of the third month of that year, the nine of them became disciples on the same day. He was the third in age. The brothers got along well, accompanied each other every day, and studied literature and martial arts.

Later, they succeeded in their cultivation and each had their own cave, but their brotherhood increased, and they agreed to meet every three of them every ten years. Meeting here on the seventh day of the month and paying respect to the master at the same time has become a tradition for a hundred years. During this period, the brothers went out to hunt for treasures together and supported each other. He and the ninth sister fell in love with each other and became Taoist companions.

However, the world is changing. After hundreds of years, some of the fellow disciples died because of failure to advance, and some went out to hunt for treasures and disappeared. The human world gradually withered. One day, the master died and passed the Taoist temple to the third brother before his death. After another hundred years, the two fellow disciples turned against each other and fought each other. They both died, and the lover of the owner of this place was also seriously injured in a war to protect her husband. Although the owner gave everything, he could not save his lover's life. "

One day, it was the seventh day of March again. The owner wandered here and thought of the fellow disciples drinking and playing, talking and laughing, but now he was left alone. Looking back on the past and the present, he couldn't help but shed tears, so he wrote this memorial. ”

The Horned Demon Dragon opened his mouth and said, “What’s the use of reading these things?”

“It’s good to understand the state of mind of the senior. Besides, by reading the inscription, I at least know that this place is a Taoist temple, where the owner of this place practiced in seclusion. Moreover,” Shi Feng picked up a stone from the ground, “Don’t underestimate these rotten stones. According to the inscription, this is called Mi Yuan Stone, which is quite precious.”

“Nonsense.” The Horned Demon Dragon didn’t believe it, “If these stones are treasures, how can they be scattered all over the ground without anyone picking them up?”

Shi Feng said, “Mi Yuan Stone is not used to refine magic tools. It has a special feature that can block the scanning of spiritual consciousness. The secret room built with it is not afraid of being peeped. This Taoist temple is built with Mi Yuan Stone. Tsk, it costs a lot.”

The Horned Demon Dragon asked, “What level of cultivators can the house built with Mi Yuan Stone block?”

Shi Feng was a little embarrassed, “Mi Yuan Stone can only block spiritual consciousness, but its hardness is not much different from that of ordinary stones. "

The Horned Demon Dragon laughed, "Then the owner of this room is out of his mind? Using this thing to build a secret room for retreat?"

Shi Feng shook his head and said, "This is not difficult to understand! Wansheng Palace is the mountain gate of the Jiufu branch sect. This house is in the middle of Wansheng Palace, and there is no worry about foreign enemies. I guess the owner of this place has cultivated some special magical powers and is afraid of being discovered and suspected by other people in the sect, so he built a Taoist temple with secret stones, but it is only for internal defense and not external defense."

The Horned Demon Dragon asked, "If there is a hole in this secret room, can it still isolate the divine consciousness?"

"Of course not."

"Not yet! Using secret stones to build a secret room is expensive, but it is very easy to destroy. For example, this Taoist temple in front of us has been demolished into a mess, so how can it be used to isolate the divine consciousness. And to isolate the divine consciousness, just use a magic array shield, why bother so much. "

Shi Feng nodded and said, "Mr. Long is right. Because of this, no one has taken away the scattered secret stones on the ground. "

While the two were talking, Shi Feng's expression suddenly changed. He looked at the Ghost Spirit Plate and said to the Horned Demon Dragon, "What's wrong?"

Shi Feng frowned, "It's a Yin Beast, with a very strong breath!"

"Is it coming towards you?"

"Yes. Wait, there's another cultivator's breath."

The Ghost Spirit Plate's sensing power for Yin Beasts is a bit stronger than that for human cultivators, so Shi Feng didn't notice the existence of the cultivator until two breaths later.

"The cultivator is in front, and the Yin Beast is behind. Obviously, that person was no match for the Yin Beast, and he found my breath while running away, so he ran to me, hoping to find me for help."

"Wow, what should we do? Can you handle it?"

"That cultivator is a fake Dan cultivator."

Horned Demon Dragon said anxiously, "A fake Dan cultivator was beaten and ran for his life, so why don't you run fast, kid?"

Shi Feng said in a deep voice, "It's too late!"

After a dozen breaths, the wind in the air blew rapidly, and a figure appeared above the abandoned Taoist temple.

This man was of medium height, dressed in linen clothes, with gleaming eyes. He glanced around and said to himself: Strange, it was clearly sensed that there was a monk here before, and his cultivation was not weak. Why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?

As soon as he hesitated like this, the pursuers behind him got closer. The man in sackcloth gritted his teeth, took out a handful of white pills from his storage bag, and took it into his mouth.

Just as he was catalyzing the pill, the pursuers from behind had already arrived. There were three pursuers in total. At first glance, they were also three monks, a one-eyed old man holding a steel knife, a bald monk holding a wooden fish, and another One is an old woman on crutches.

But upon closer inspection, it was horrifying. The clothes of these three people were in tatters and some parts had been torn into strips. What was exposed was not flesh, but dark, slippery scales.

The eyes of the three people were all dim and lifeless, replaced by a demonic aura.

Shi Feng's heart tightened and he murmured, "Qingdi Valley, there are three evils, the will-o'-the-wisps and resentful spirits. Is this probably the resentful spirit monster?"

The Horned Demon Dragon asked, "What is the Wraith Monster? Is it a Yin beast that can transform into human form?"

At this moment, Shi Feng was hiding under a stone wall, only two or three feet away from the big man in linen clothes.

Just a dozen breaths ago, Shi Feng had no time to escape, so he directly used Stone Escape and drilled into a broken wall in the dojo.

The Miyuan Stone can isolate spiritual consciousness, so as soon as he escaped into the stone, the man in linen clothes immediately lost sight of Shi Feng.

As for this big man in linen clothes, Shi Feng was also shocked when he saw him. The person who came was none other than Ye Fazhen, the eldest disciple of the Eternal Life Sect. Shi Feng had seen him fight against Gui Lan of the Guiyi Sect in the teleportation hall of Ten Thousand Poison Villa before, and his strength was outstanding.

Shi Feng replied, "Wraith monsters are not as simple as transformation. Master Long, do you think they have reached the state of transformation?"

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "Are you kidding! Monsters cannot transform into a human being until they reach the third level, which is equivalent to your human's golden elixir. If they transform, it will be three golden elixir monsters besieging a human foundation builder. , can the boy escape? I saw that these three Yin beasts are all in the late second level."

While the two were talking, three resentful ghost monsters had surrounded Ye Fazhen. They screamed "chirping", which sounded like iron rods rubbing against the sand and gravel, which was very harsh.

Ye Fazhen's face was expressionless, and he raised the two index fingers of his right hand. The full-moon scimitar suddenly appeared above his right shoulder and turned silently.

Shi Feng said, "The body of the resentful spirit monster is said to be slippery and sticky, like a fish but with limbs, and has a cruel temperament. It has a very weird talent of devouring corpses."

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "Isn't swallowing corpses just for eating? What kind of talent is this?"

"No, if it devours a dead body, it will just eat it as food. But if it eats a monk who is seriously injured but not dead, it will burrow into the body and eat the internal organs, flesh and blood, but keep the outer shell."

The three wraith monsters were separated from three directions, surrounded and rushed forward at extremely fast speeds, and only phantoms were seen in the sky. Ye Fazhen took a breath, his feet sank, and he fell directly to the ground. He moved his right hand and swung the full-moon scimitar towards the old woman. The old woman turned sideways and made a clanging sound. A mark about an inch deep was cut out.

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "So these three are all monks who were swallowed by the evil spirit monster. This is very similar to the change of appearance of Guan Qingsi!"

"It's different, completely different. The love thread is a man-eating plant, and it simulates the shape and aura of the things around it. The wraith monster is a Yin beast, which devours the body of an undead monk. It not only changes its appearance, but also devours the monk's remaining spiritual consciousness. Therefore, it can use monks' magic weapons and even master some of the monks' magical powers during their lifetime."

The Horned Demon Dragon asked, "The world is so big and full of wonders, so can it get the spiritual wisdom and memory of the monks?"

Ye Fazhen's round-moon scimitar slashed open the old woman's steel crutch. After a flick, it did not fly back, but it swept out diagonally to the left and sliced ​​towards the face of the one-eyed old man. The one-eyed old man's steel crutch When the knife was raised, there was a clanking sound, and the steel knife broke into two pieces. The one-eyed old man was startled, and he hurriedly let go and threw the knife, and turned around.

Shi Feng said, "That's naturally impossible. If that's the case, wouldn't it be a body snatching?! There is definitely no memory, but it is said that after the resentful spirit monster devoured the remaining spiritual consciousness, its spiritual intelligence increased greatly, which is equivalent to that of a five- or six-year-old human child. ”

When the bald monk saw this, he swooped up, raised the wooden fish high, and smashed it down on his head and face. Ye Fazhen's body swayed and flew three feet away. The wooden fish landed on the stone pier where Ye Fazhen had just stood. There was a "collapse" sound, stone chips flew everywhere, and the stone pier was smashed into pieces. The wooden fish looked like it was made of yellow paulownia wood, but who would have thought it was so hard.