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  Inside the abandoned temple, with Lu Xueqi's sudden appearance, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat unusual.

  Zhou Yi furrowed his brow and forced a smile, saying: "Isn't this the Lu lady knight of Qingyun Mountain? How did you end up in a place like this?"

  Lu Xueqi glanced at Zhou Yixian, and her gaze immediately fell on Xiaobai. Xiaobai smiled slightly, with a hint of flirtation in his eyes.

  Staring at her.

  Lu Xueqi's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she immediately turned her head to ask Xiaohuan: "Miss Xiaohuan, the treasure you mentioned earlier, was it really used by the person who saved you?"

  Xiao Huan nodded affirmatively and said: "That's right, it was like that. I remember very clearly."

  Lu Xueqi's expression was uncertain, as if she was thinking about something. However, she didn't wait for long before continuing to ask: "Where is this person now? And the other one... the demon head you mentioned earlier, where is he and what is his identity, do you know?"

  The little white face beside him also showed a careful expression, but Xiao Huan didn't think much and said directly: "I couldn't see the origin of that demon's identity, I only know that his cultivation is really deep and unpredictable. After he captured us, he locked us in these dirty coffins and then disappeared. He usually appears once every three to five days. I remember he came back yesterday, and then didn't see him again. Probably we'll have to wait a few more days for him to come back."

  Lu Xueqi uttered an "oh" and her eyebrows seemed to furrow even deeper as she asked, "What about the person who saved you?"

  Xiao Huan pointed behind him and said, "Isn't he in that coffin in the corner of the house?"

  Lu Xueqi was shocked, and the little white standing beside her also changed color slightly. With her cultivation level, she had not even noticed that there was another person in the coffin just now.

  Lu Xueqi nodded, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the dark and abandoned house. Xiao Huan looked at her figure and couldn't help but shout: "Be careful."

  Lu Xueqi's footsteps paused for a moment, she turned her head to glance at Xiaohuan, smiled slightly and nodded. Then, she composed herself and stepped onto the stone stairs covered with moss.

  The stone steps were only three to five levels, and a few steps had already crossed over. The darkness in the small house was as usual, and only the vague outline of things could be seen. However, apart from the weak starlight that came in through the door, there was also a big hole on the wall of this dilapidated house, which made it brighter than when Xiaobai came in earlier.

  Lu Xueqi soon discovered the coffin lying in the corner of the house, which was the darkest place in the house, far from the light, and vaguely felt that the yin energy was also the most prosperous place. This is also the reason why the witch found this place as soon as she entered the house.

  Lu Xueqi took a deep breath, her current cultivation of the Taoist way was indeed refined and pure, but with her cleverness and innate talent, the third volume of the "Tian Shu" that she had secretly recorded with Gui Li in the Western Great Swamp, had greatly benefited her in her private cultivation. However, she was usually cautious and few people could see what her true cultivation level was like now.

  At this moment, standing inside the abandoned temple hut, Lu Xueqi almost subconsciously furrowed her brow. The overwhelming yin energy here far exceeded her expectations, yet just a foot away, when she was standing outside the house, she hadn't felt it at all. It was clear that someone had placed a seal here, binding this intense and gloomy energy within this small space.

  This kind of moral integrity is by no means ordinary!

  And yet this place has such a strong and gloomy atmosphere, which is not caused by an ordinary righteous tomb. With such a strange and sinister method of sealing and restriction, who would be trapped inside?

  Was I really being suspected by myself?

  Lu Xueqi unknowingly found herself slowly sweating from her palms, but she was after all not an ordinary person, with a resolute heart and will. Although there was surprise and doubt in her mind, there was no sign of fear, only a subtle circulation of her spiritual energy, her spirit concentrated and on guard, as she walked past step by step.

  In the coffin, the witch and the mysterious fat man under him were both watching Lu Xueqi's white figure slowly approaching. The fat man had no reaction, just looking, but the witch's heart was in a mess, not knowing what Lu Xueqi would do after approaching. He wanted to escape this embarrassing situation, but unfortunately, during this time, he didn't know how many methods he had thought of, how many sinister and strange techniques he had tried, but the strange and bizarre restrictions set up in the coffin seemed to be his nemesis, locking his whole body's energy and making him unable to move or exert even a little bit of strength.

  The witch's heart was filled with endless grievances, and in her desperation, she could only constantly lament her bad luck in her mind.

  Lu Xueqi slowly approached the mysterious coffin, and as she got closer to the seemingly ordinary coffin, her eyebrows became more vigilant and a hint of surprise appeared on her face. This coffin was obviously not some kind of treasure, and judging from its material, it was at most mid-range wood, with more than half of it rotten, so it wouldn't be the coffin itself that emitted such strong yin energy.

  With her keen senses, she had already discovered that there were indeed two people in the coffin at this moment. However, around these two people, a layer of faint and obscure screen was laid out, wrapping their bodies up. This layer of yin energy, although it was three feet away from her body, made Lu Xueqi feel that the blood and qi in her body were stirring slightly, with a cold feeling that kept coming on.

  What kind of sorcery or what unheard-of magical instrument could have such an unimaginable power?

  Lu Xueqi suppressed the shock in her heart, calmed herself down, and pressed down the faintly stirring energy inside her body. She carefully examined the coffin again before slowly reaching out to it with her hand.

  At the entrance of the hut, a figure flashed out from the corner. She leaned against the door frame with a relaxed expression, but her eyes were fixed intently on Lu Xueqi's movements. With her level of cultivation, she had already discovered the anomaly in the coffin inside the hut when she rescued Zhou Yixian and the others earlier. Restraining Zhou Yixian and the others was just an ordinary technique, but that corner coffin hid a great danger, even she didn't dare to act rashly. She quickly decided to rescue Zhou Yixian and the others first, but didn't dare to make any sudden moves towards the coffin.

  At this moment, looking at Lu Xueqi standing in front of the coffin, Xiao Bai naturally examined it carefully, and there was a witch trapped inside the coffin, who was the person she wanted to get. So, she couldn't help but focus her whole body on it. On the other hand, Zhou Yixian, Xiaohuan, and Ye Gou Dao Ren, three people, seemed to be unable to resist the temptation of curiosity, quietly moved to the outside of the big hole, and secretly looked into the middle of the house.

  Inside and outside the temple, it suddenly fell into a silence, the atmosphere became somewhat eerie, everyone was quiet as if they were frozen in place, staring at Lu Xueqi's movements, not daring to look away. To the extent that when a faint black air rose from the distant horizon, swirling in the sky, another figure seemed to be chasing closely behind, entwining with it in mid-air, yet no one noticed.

  "Slap".

  In the darkness, as the white figure swayed gently, Lu Xueqi's slender and pale hand slowly reached out to touch the wooden board of the coffin. Almost simultaneously, this movement, which should have been silent and soundless, suddenly produced a faint yet crisp sound from within the coffin.

  It was as if some wooden beam had suddenly split open.

  Lu Xueqi's face changed, and her hand quickly withdrew from the wooden board. Just as she had barely pulled it back, a black gas suddenly burst out from where her palm had touched, making a hissing sound that seemed to come from all directions. It was as if a ghostly fire had ignited in that small area, burning a palm print into the wood that was exactly the same size as Lu Xueqi's own hand.

  The wraith, trapped in the coffin, felt a chill run down his spine. The Taoist magic he had practiced was somewhat similar to this seal of demonic power, although the power was not comparable. However, seeing that colorless black flame ignite and extinguish instantly, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart. He could imagine the consequences of being burned by that black flame on his body, but he couldn't understand why the sinister and ruthless seal hadn't been triggered when he hid in the coffin earlier, yet now it was so sensitive with Lu Xueqi's arrival?

  He was deeply pondering, unable to find an answer, when suddenly he felt a strange sensation and looked down at the mysterious fat man below him, who also seemed to have undergone a bizarre transformation with the activation of these seals.

  A thick and intense aura of darkness burst forth, far stronger than the faint breath from earlier, instantly filling the coffin they were in to the brim. The witch felt a loud buzzing in his head, as if everything had gone blank for an instant. Countless icy, toxic auras, like venomous snakes, pierced into his body, fiercely biting down on his meridians, causing him unbearable pain. At that moment, he couldn't even muster the strength to cry out, and for a brief moment, he felt as if death was preferable to life.

  And the source of this yin energy was none other than the mysterious fat man's body emitting it.

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  Lu Xueqi stared at the black palm print, her face slightly pale, and Xiao Bai, who was standing behind her in the distance, also slowly straightened his body, no longer leaning against the door frame, with a solemn expression on his face.

  Just a moment later, Lu Xueqi seemed to have suddenly felt something, her body shook, and her expression changed greatly, but she did not retreat or dodge. Instead, she saw that she was even more fearless, flipping her hand over, "Clang" like a dragon's hum, a faint misty light rose, and a pale blue glow shot out in all directions, illuminating the dark room instantly.

  Tian Qu draws his sword!

  In the midst of the steaming air, a long sword like autumn water reflected Lu Xueqi's face as frosty and snowy as snow. The sword light was also like water, rippling in mid-air like an autumn pond, pausing slightly before transforming into endless sword shadows that slashed down at the coffin.

  It was said to be a powerful slash, but it seemed as if there was no mighty force that could split mountains and rocks. As the sword light approached, something inside this mysterious coffin seemed to have sensed the threat, and a faint crackling sound began to emerge.

  A wisp of black air suddenly rose from the coffin, as if it had substance, and actually supported the Tianyue Divine Sword. Lu Xueqi's face changed slightly, and she shouted clearly, but her body suddenly rose into the air, her white clothes fluttering, like a fairy.

  In her original place, a three-foot radius, only the sound of "hiss" suddenly rang out, and that circular area was suddenly burned to the point where it was unrecognizable by a black air that came from who-knows-when.

  A pungent smell wafted through the small cottage.

  Lu Xueqi was in mid-air, but she didn't panic. The Tianyuan divine sword shone with a bright blue light and drew a small semicircle in the air before stabbing downwards.

  At this moment, the coffin was surrounded by dark and gloomy air, rolling like clouds. It's unknown how so much gloomy air suddenly emerged in an instant. Only to see that at this moment, the blue light above was like lightning, shining brightly and piercing down, while the black air below did not show any weakness either. It seemed as if someone was giving invisible orders, gathering from all sides towards the center of the coffin, like a black wall blocking the sky.

  Just as the divine sword and black air were about to collide, the tip of the Tianyue divine sword touched the black air, and suddenly it was like hitting a spring. Lu Xueqi's entire body was as light as a feather, floating upwards without any resistance. At the same time, her left hand suddenly formed a knife-like shape, and in an instant, a faint layer of golden color flashed across her eyes, disappearing quickly. However, from her palm emerged a cyan glow, which was the purest form of Qingyunmen's Taiji Xuanqing Dao. It sliced into the black air from its weak side.

  Bang!

  A sudden surge of black air, followed by a few low, muffled sounds, and something shattered.

  At the doorway, Xiao Bai's mouth corners rose with a faint smile, and he nodded slightly, seeming to approve. On the other side, Zhou Yi Xian, standing behind Xiao Huan and Ye Gou Dao Ren, suddenly furrowed his brow, as if seeing something puzzling, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty, before falling into deep thought.

  Lu Xueqi's unexpected sneak attack succeeded, and that black air seemed to be unforeseen as well. In the midst of anger, he suddenly turned from defense to offense, a dense blackness like a layer of dark clouds rushed towards the white figure in mid-air.

  Lu Xueqi's figure paused in mid-air, and a strong gust of wind blew against her face. Her hair danced in the air, without any hesitation, only to see that figure being lifted by an invisible force, instantly flying upwards with a loud "boom". The scene was completely inconsistent with her appearance, and the entire abandoned roof of the Yi Zhuang exploded instantly, with wooden debris and dust falling down like rain. Only the white figure, however, was like a light cloud, soaring into the sky, under the faint starlight, even more elegant and free from dust.

  The black air was barely able to chase after it for a distance of one zhang, and then it seemed to have no more strength. The night wind blew across the empty plain, and in an instant, this black air was blown away.

  Lu Xueqi's figure paused slightly in mid-air, a clear whistle sounded, and she dived down towards the small cottage once again.

  At this moment, Xiao Bai had already jumped out from that door and stood far away with his hands behind his back, while Zhou Yi Xian and the other two looked even more disheveled, busy dodging the countless pieces of rotten wood debris that suddenly fell from the sky.

  Just then, Lu Xueqi's figure rushed into the room again. Her clear and crisp voice was heard, followed by a burst of blue light that filled the room, splitting into countless rays shooting out from within. A moment later, a loud rumbling sound came from inside, accompanied by Lu Xueqi's faintly surprised cry:

  "Tiān Shī Shū, indeed it's you!"

  Monday Xian and others stood far away, making sure they wouldn't be hit by anything falling again, before turning back to look. The chaotic interior had slowly calmed down, and after a while, the dazzling blue glow also gradually disappeared. Then, from the doorway, one person walked out first.

  However, this person was not Lu Xueqi, but a mysterious figure in all black, with even his face covered up, making it impossible to see his features. Zhou Yixian and the other two did not recognize this person, but Xiao Bai let out a hum, and without seeing her move, she suddenly appeared in front of Wu Yao, blocking his path.

  The witch looked at Xiaobai with a bitter smile and stopped in her tracks.

  After a while, footsteps sounded inside the house. This time, two people appeared at the door, with Lu Xueqi supporting a pale and chubby man who walked out slowly.

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  Xiao Huan and the others saw clearly that this fat man was indeed the person who had saved their lives under the demon head on that day, but in this hasty glance, he seemed to have been locked up in this coffin for many days, and for some reason, from the fat man's physique, it seemed that he had actually gained a bit more weight.

  Lu Xueqi supported the fat man and let him sit down on the stone steps in front of the house, saying softly: "Master Tian, are you okay?"

  Everyone else in the room was slightly stunned when they heard her say this. They naturally knew what status Lu Xueqi held, and hearing her address this fat man in such a way, could it be that he too was from Qingyun Sect, and by the looks of it, a senior elder of no low rank?

  This fatty was naturally Tian Bu Yi, the first seat of Da Zhong Peak and the one who had mysteriously disappeared with Dao Xuan True Person, the leader of Qing Yun Sect, a few days ago.

  Tian didn't say much, just nodded and glanced at Lu Xueqi. Lu Xueqi was clever and immediately understood, so she also didn't say anything more. However, for some reason, her heart started racing wildly, and the tension she had felt earlier became even stronger.

  The field is no longer here, so where is that more important person at this moment?

  Could it be that infamous "demon king" they were talking about?

  Lu Xueqi's mind quickly flashed with this thought, and for some reason, her back felt a slight stinging sensation as if there were thorns.

  The witch stood by, her eyes falling on Tian Bu Yi's body, gazing deeply at the fat man. This was still his first time seeing Tian Bu Yi's appearance clearly. However, when he looked at Tian Bu Yi, a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes. But he didn't have more free time to observe others. A moment later, Xiao Bai's voice had already echoed in his ears: "Where is the thing I want?"

  The witch's heart skipped a beat, and she let out another bitter laugh. She turned to face the little white figure standing in front of her and said with a bitter smile: "I've already told you."

  Xiao Bai snorted, saying: "The southern border is thousands of miles away, must I run over there for you just because of this one sentence that who knows whether it's true or not? I advise you to hand over what I want honestly."

  The warlock paused for a moment, his face hidden behind a mask, so others couldn't see his expression, but it was clear he was thinking about something. Xiao Bai grew impatient and said: "I am who I am, you're not unaware of that, and I'm different from that old ghost in Fengxiang Valley. Back when your master was still around, didn't he promise to give me that thing?"

  The witch nodded silently, seemingly moved by Xiaobai's words. He walked slowly to Xiaobai's side and lowered his voice, saying a few sentences.

  Xiaobai suddenly furrowed his brow and said, "Really?"

  "You're also not a beginner in witchcraft," the witch said faintly. "The ancient Southern Witch Clan has some taboos and prohibitions, you must know something about them."

  Xiaobai nodded after a moment of contemplation, "Alright, I'll trust you this once. If you dare to deceive me, sooner or later I'll find you and make you regret it."

  The witch let out a wry smile and shook her head.

  Xiaobai turned her head to glance at the others, and finally her gaze fell on Lu Xueqi. Coincidentally, Lu Xueqi also looked back at her. Xiaobai suddenly smiled slightly, with a hint of charm in her eyebrows and lips that couldn't be put into words, yet without any hint of vulgarity, which instead added to her beauty. She smiled and said: "Miss Lu, it's been a long time since we last met."

  Lu Xueqi's face was expressionless, looking at Xiaobai, and only nodded slightly.

  Xiaobai's smile deepened as he asked, "I wonder if you've seen him recently?"

  Lu Xueqi furrowed her brow, but let out a cold snort, her expression turning chilly. Xiaobai looked at her expression, suddenly covered his mouth and laughed, then shook his head and turned around, striding away quickly, soon disappearing from everyone's line of sight.