Monday Fairy at this moment looked like she was covered in a layer of dust all over her body, it seemed that she had been lying in that coffin for quite some time, the few remaining bits of her original elegance and refinement were now completely gone.

  Xiaobai looked him up and down, naturally wouldn't think about whether Zhou Yixian was the one he would end up sleeping with in a coffin, and directly asked: "How did you end up in the coffin?"

  Xian let out a wry smile on Monday and said, "Naturally, I was caught by someone and thrown in."

  Xiaobai's eyes rolled around and glanced at the small black house, saying: "Then who are the two people in the coffins next to you, do you know?"

  Zhou Yi nodded and said, "The one on the left is my granddaughter Xiao Huan, and the one on the right is Ye Gou Dao Ren."

  Xiao Bai let out a hum, glanced at Zhou Yi Xian, who looked somewhat embarrassed but didn't care about saving face anymore. He hastily bowed to Xiao Bai and begged: "Great immortal... this, this... have some mercy, since you've saved me, also save these two, okay?"

  Xiao Bai shrugged and took two steps towards the house, but suddenly furrowed his brow as if he had thought of something. He turned around to look at Zhou Yixian, with a hint of unusual expression on his face.

  Xian felt a bit uneasy in her heart on Monday, dryly laughed and said: "You, what are you looking at me for?"

  Xiao Bai stared at him and said, "What did you just call me?"

  Zhou Yi Xian let out an "ah" and took a step back, a look of regret on her face.

  Xiaobai looked him up and down again, carefully sizing him up, and said lightly: "I actually underestimated you, you can actually see through my identity."

  On Monday, Xian was bitter and repeatedly bowed his hands, saying: "Miss, you see this... this... old man has no other intention, just casually said something that shouldn't be said, Miss please forgive me, Miss please forgive me."

  At this moment, Xiaobai carefully observed Zhou Yixian in secret and found that the old man's footsteps were light and floating, his qi and blood were insufficient, and he was indeed not a cultivator with deep attainments. However, it was unknown why this person's eyesight was so sharp, even more sensitive than many famous cultivators in the past.

  Xiao Bai was lost in thought, while on the other side, Zhou Yi Xian had a few more worries. But under helpless circumstances, he could only put on a smiling face and say to Xiao Bai: "Miss, why don't you show some kindness and save people first?"

  Xiao Bai let out a cold hum, glanced at Zhou Yi Xian, who was as still as a cicada in winter, and quietly took a step back. He wanted to say something else, but Xiao Bai's figure suddenly flashed, and he had already floated into the dark little hut. A moment later, only the sound of rumbling could be heard, and strange wailing sounds came from inside the house.

  Later, Zhou Yixian suddenly felt a darkness in front of her eyes and let out a cry of "ah", immediately pulling up her legs to run. Just as she had barely escaped, the two coffins that were placed on the ground just now were suddenly thrown out from the small hut by Xiaobai, making two loud crashing sounds with great reverberations, smashing onto the ground.

  In an instant, the courtyard was once again filled with flying dust and debris, even more so than before. Amidst the swirling dust, a man's and woman's coughing voices could be heard, and soon Xiaohuan and Ye Gou Dao Ren's figures emerged from the dusty air, stumbling and staggering as they ran out.

  On Monday, Xian was overjoyed and hastily welcomed them, pulling the two of them to a distant corner, asking long and short questions. Xiao Bai didn't know when she also walked out of the small house, standing far away, looking at the three of them with joy. But her face still had a few shades of solemnity, occasionally glancing into the dark depths of the small house.

  At this time, the dust in the courtyard gradually settled down. Xiaobai stood still, while Zhou Yixian and the other two escaped from the great danger. They were originally extremely happy, but at this moment, they didn't know why, and they seemed to be arguing with each other from a distance. Specifically, it should be what Zhou Yixian said, but Xiaohuan was firmly opposed to it. As for Ye Gou Dao Ren, he just looked at them talking as usual, without expressing any opinion.

  Xiaobai stood at a distance and watched them talk for half a day, but it seemed that they were unable to reach an agreement. He couldn't help but feel curious and quietly walked over, only to hear Zhou Yixian frowning and saying in a bad temper: "Alright, let's not say anything else. We'll leave this damned place immediately. If we wait for the demon king to return, we'll really be doomed."

  Xiao Huan sneered and said, "What about the person inside?"

  On Monday, Xian was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that he also felt some shame in his heart. However, he refused to admit defeat on the surface, and forced himself to say: "You little kid don't understand anything. That person's body has been sealed with the 'Heart-destroying Lock' technique, and there are other restrictions on the coffin. We can't save him even if we want to. It's better for us to leave first. Otherwise, if we delay any longer, that demon king will return, and won't we be sending ourselves to death in vain?"

  Xiao Huan angrily said: "Grandfather, you're talking nonsense again. That person was clearly captured by that demon because of us, how can we be so ungrateful and forget his kindness?"

  Monday Xian shook his head and said, "Wrong, wrong. Although it's true that he was captured, but saying that he was captured for our sake is simply nonsense. From my perspective, the magical powers of that demon are far superior to ours, but the person who helped us is also far inferior."

  Xiao Huan's mouth twitched upwards, and she said resentfully: "Anyway, we can't just abandon him like this!"

  On Monday, Xian Mei's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and she was about to persuade her stubborn granddaughter again when suddenly a soft voice came from beside her, saying: "The person you're talking about, and that demon king, who are they exactly?"

  Xiao Huan and Ye Gou Dao Ren were both stunned for a moment, then shook their heads. Xiao Bai glanced at Zhou Yi Xian, but Zhou Yi Xian looked away and said, "The three of us are ordinary people, how would we know about these things? We're scared to death, we don't know anything."

  Xiao Bai slightly furrowed her brow, and as for the girl in front of her and the Taoist priest with a strange face like a dog beside her, she didn't suspect anything. However, this old man Zhou Yi Xian was extremely strange, making people look at him with suspicion, thinking that there must be something fishy going on. But since Zhou Yi Xian insisted he didn't know, Xiao Bai, despite being suspicious, couldn't do anything about it and could only try to investigate further. She turned to Xiao Huan and asked: "Little girl, do you remember what kind of magical treasure or weapon the person who helped you and that demon used?"

  Xiao Huan's heart skipped a beat as soon as she saw Xiao Bai. Although she was also quite confident in her own beauty, when faced with Xiao Bai's stunning and enchanting appearance that seemed to captivate everyone, especially the subtle yet undeniable flirtatiousness that lingered in the corners of her eyes, Xiao Huan couldn't help but feel inferior.

  She had already liked him a little, and since Xiaobai was the benefactor who saved them three people, she felt even more affectionate. Now being asked by Xiaobai with a faint smile, she only thought that this woman's eyes were as gentle as water, and although she was a woman herself, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous in her heart, her heartbeat quickened a few beats, and even speaking became slightly stuttering:

  "What? What's going on?"

  Standing beside them, Zhou Yi Xian and Ye Gou Dao Ren were somewhat surprised. Looking at Xiao Huan, Xiao Bai smiled and asked again. Xiao Huan calmed down, silently scolding herself before lowering her head to gaze at the ground, saying: "I know this one, that person who helped us, his cultivation is very high, he used a sword-type treasure, its entire body is three feet long, with a reddish-yellow color, when unleashed it's truly powerful, just like a cluster of red flames..."

  "Blazing flames!"

  Suddenly, a voice filled with astonishment, mixed with a few parts of surprise and tension, came from the entrance of the Yi Zhuang courtyard. The four people in the field were all startled, turned their heads to look back, and saw a white-clothed woman, elegant and refined, holding a pale blue sword, shining with a soft glow, obviously a top-grade treasure. And this woman's appearance was surprisingly similar to that of Xiao Bai, also an unparalleled beauty among mortals.

  But it was not Lu Xueqi of Qingyun Mountain's Xiao Zhufeng, who else could it be?

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  Under the Azure Cloud Mountain, the ruins of Cao Miao Village.

  Under the broken walls and weeds, the sound of insects chirping irregularly echoes from time to time, adding a few more desolate feelings to this desolate place.

  The night was dark and dense, with black clouds pressing down on the sky. Only a few weakly twinkling stars still stubbornly poked their heads out, shining through with some faint light.

  In a corner of the village, beside a dilapidated wall that had collapsed halfway, Gui Li sat silently with his back against the earthen wall, sitting on the ground. Next to him, the monkey Xiao Hui lay on the ground, resting its head on Gui Li's thigh, stretching out its limbs and sleeping soundly.

  Gu Lian did not sleep, his eyes were still open, silently staring at the surrounding grass and trees, every inch of land, every broken wall.

  This is his hometown, where he spent the early years of his life, but time has quietly slipped away, and all that remains are memories, leaving behind only this desolate ruin, evoking sighs and lamentation.

  But what is the meaning of life?

  The ghost gazed intently at everything around him, then slowly raised his head and looked up at the starry night sky.

  The night falls, in the sky, I don't know if there are really gods and Buddhas who can hear people's voices.

  The little monkey Xiao Hui moved his mouth a few times, made a "tsk tsk" sound, turned over, rubbed his head on Gui Li's thigh a few times, and continued to sleep.

  Maybe it dreamed of its favorite wild fruit?

  The ghost's gaze retracted and fell on Xiaohui, stretching out his hand to gently stroke its head. The soft fur on the monkey's head felt warm to the touch.

  A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, smiling warmly and simply, as if it were many years ago that young boy in this village, laughing loudly and shouting, running vigorously!

  The night wind is rustling, and it seems like someone is whispering softly in the distance. The grass and trees are swaying with the wind, and there's a fragrance of green grass in the air.

  He closed his eyes.

  What a quiet and peaceful night...

  Suddenly, Little Gray's whole body shuddered, and his three eyes snapped open together. His head also slightly left Ghostly's thigh, slightly raised, as if listening to something. At the same time, Ghostly's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth silently disappeared.

  He silently reopened his eyes, and what entered his vision was still this world.

  He stretched out his hand and gently patted Xiao Hui's head, and Xiao Hui immediately calmed down, turned around, and three eyes rolled around, but didn't sleep either. He lightly got up, scratched his head with his hands, and then exerted a slight force under his feet, jumping onto Gui Li's shoulder, and then looked around in all directions without stopping.

  The fierce ghost still sat in this quiet corner, and in front of him, a broken wall happened to block his body, but the cracks on the peeling wall allowed him to look out.

  In such a desolate place, no one would come even during the day. Could it be that on this dark and windy night, something unexpected would still happen?

  A strange and eerie aura, as if born out of thin air, suddenly descended upon the ruins. Gui Li's intuition picked up on something, his eyebrows furrowing even tighter.

  The night wind turned cold, as if it were the yin wind that blew through the nine underworlds of legend, icy and piercing to the bone. But this chill was not on the skin, but a kind of illusion that seemed to penetrate the heart. In this eerie and ominous yin wind, a black shadow descended from the sky, silently falling onto the center of the ruins of Cao Village.

  In the distance, through that gap, the ghostly figure silently and motionlessly gazed at the black figure, but his heart was actually greatly shocked. This unknown person, the evil power contained in his body was something he had only seen once in his life. Even though they were separated by a considerable distance, but in the moment when the black shadow fell, he still felt a slight surge of blood and energy in his meridians.

  But how could a high-ranking cultivator with such a terrifying cultivation come to the desolate and uninhabited Caomu Village ruins in the middle of the night?

  The ghostly figure was deep in thought, unable to come up with a solution, and could only stare intently at that person's shadow.

  Soon, he discovered the strange place. He found that the black shadow was not because the person was wearing black clothes, but because his whole body was surrounded by a layer of constantly rolling and surging eerie black air, making it impossible to see his true face.

  The ghost was even more suspicious in his heart, so he carefully observed the person secretly. However, after this person landed, he didn't move immediately, but stood still on the spot, motionless for a long time.

  At the moment when Gui Lie was bewildered, the black shadow moved again and slowly walked forward. Gui Lie's eyebrows were tightly locked, coldly staring at the figure.

  Watching the black figure trample on the lawn, slowly passing through one after another of the ruins and broken walls, the eerie gaze stayed on him, also quietly moving.

  This black figure seemed to have no particular purpose, and it looked like he was just walking casually. Gu Ye had grown up in Cao Miao Village since childhood and was extremely familiar with the village's layout, but he couldn't tell where this person was heading either. He could only watch as the black figure walked slowly, seemingly searching for something.

  After a while, the black figure suddenly seemed to have discovered something and stopped in its tracks. Gui Li's heart skipped a beat as he hastily looked in the direction the person was facing, and his heart tightened as he saw that the place the black-clad person was facing was none other than the abandoned temple where not a single blade of grass grew.

  That man was shrouded in black air, slowly approaching the dilapidated small temple, but he didn't enter, instead stopping just outside. Gui Li looked at him from a quiet corner behind him, only to see that man sizing up the grass temple up and down, suddenly raising his hand, and a shrill whistle suddenly rang out from under his hand.

  A moment later, a black gas emerged from the black air surrounding that person, and in mid-air, it transformed into a black arrow. With a loud noise, it shot out and rapidly flew towards a broken pillar in the small temple.

  His hand tightened involuntarily and he clenched his fist, but still endured it, calming himself down and gazing quietly ahead.

  This black arrow looked very powerful, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the damaged stone pillar. With a loud "boom", the already broken stone pillar was shattered into powder, and stones flew everywhere. But what's even more eerie is that at the same time the stone pillar shattered, four or five dark lights suddenly rose from where the stone pillar had stood, emitting a gloomy aura, and to everyone's surprise, they were several ghostly spirits.

  At that moment, the small temple was surrounded by a strong yin energy, with ghosts wailing continuously. The ghost who had been lurking nearby suddenly understood and immediately showed an angry expression. In the past, the tragic case of Cao Village had resulted in more than 200 innocent lives being wrongly taken, leaving behind deep resentment. However, since this place was under the jurisdiction of Qingyun Gate, they had sent someone down the mountain to perform a ritual to resolve the vengeful energy, allowing many lingering spirits to return to the cycle of reincarnation, which could be considered as a form of compensation for Cao Village.

  It's just that for some reason, until now, in this broken temple of Cao Miao Village, there are still so many ghosts attached to it. No wonder the surrounding area has been abandoned for many years, with wild grass growing everywhere, but strangely, not a single blade of grass grows near the temple.

  The vengeful spirits in his heart were about to make their move, but the next moment, the black-robed figure seemed to ignore these ghosts that ordinary people would avoid at all costs. On the contrary, he simply stretched out his hand and beckoned them over. The ghosts seemed to know they were in trouble and desperately tried to escape, but as if pulled by an invisible force, they were all dragged back to the mysterious figure's side. A moment later, amidst the despairing wails of the ghosts, they slowly merged into the black aura surrounding the man.

  Somehow, this scene was seen by Gui Li, and his heart suddenly seemed to have been scalded by fire, as if all the blood in his body was simmering. A nameless anger surged up to his head in an instant.

  This is his hometown!

  That grass temple was his childhood playground!

  The next moment, he rushed out.

  That black figure immediately sensed the abnormality behind him, quickly turned around, and when he saw a man and an ape falling in front of him, this mysterious person also seemed to be stunned for a moment.

  Then, from that rolling and surging black air, a strange laughter seemed to come out of him. The voice was low and hoarse, completely unclear.

  "The ghost's voice was cold and stern: 'Who are you, why have you come here, gathering yin souls? This is a matter that harms the heavens and defies reason. Don't you fear retribution!'"

  That person's body was surrounded by a surge of black air, and suddenly his entire body rolled over, his whole body lifted off the ground.

  The ghost was startled and knew that this person, although strange, had a remarkable Taoist practice. He quickly concentrated his spirit and prepared to defend himself, but unexpectedly the man made a false move, making a feint in mid-air before turning around and fleeing into the distance.

  The ghost let out a cold hum, and without hesitation, he also rose into the air, chasing after him. In mid-air, looking at the direction of the person's escape, it seemed to be heading towards the southern wilderness of Heiyang City not far away. Gui Lie chased after him all the way, determined to see what kind of person this strange guy was.

  As for what lay ahead waiting for him, he hadn't thought about it.

  But who would take it seriously anyway? And even if you did think about it carefully, would it be of any use?

  Maybe this is like a future thing, no matter what, good or bad, we will have to face it anyway!

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