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  In the Central Plains, outside of Heyang, there is an abandoned righteous village.

  On the vast wilderness, at a glance, the terrain is generally flat, except for looking north, where there is a towering Qingyun mountain range in the distance. In other directions, rolling hills are rarely seen. Many forests of varying sizes are scattered and growing disorderly near and far, but around the village, only a few sparse trees stand upright.

  The sky was at its darkest, with a thick layer of clouds covering the moon, leaving only a few small stars on the edge to emit weak light, shining on this desolate land. On this night, the wind started to blow, not particularly strong, but blowing over the treetops, the branches swayed, and the black shadows danced, making

  The low voice of 'sha sha', heard in the ears, blown on the body, but especially cold.

  Monday Xian, Xiao Huan and Wild Dog Dao Ren stood together, gazing at the mysterious figure in front of them. From the moment Monday Xian discovered that person, a good while had passed, but he seemed like a zombie, standing there motionless, only blocking the doorway, so Monday Xian and the other two couldn't get out.

  Xiao Huan calmed down and lowered her voice, softly saying to Zhou Yixian: "Grandfather, you really saw clearly, he's wearing the Daoist robe of Qingyun Gate."

  The wild dog Taoist also turned his head, listened carefully, and on Monday, the immortal's gaze looked at the wooden standing figure, then nodded: "It won't be wrong, you see the sword-shaped mark on his sleeve, it is indeed Qingyunmen."

  Xiao Huan whispered: "Isn't Qingyun Gate a reputable and prestigious sect? Why would they sneak out to a place like this in the middle of the night to scare people?"

  The wild dog nodded, apparently even he, who had never been fond of the righteous path, didn't quite believe that a disciple of Qingyun Gate would do such a thing. Zhou Yixian gave them both a white eye, coughed, and no matter what, although she was shocked when she first saw the figure, after a while, the strange figure, although still mysterious, hadn't done anything to harm or oppose them, so Zhou Yixian's courage also grew a bit.

  He took a slow step forward, let out two dry laughs and said: "This... this... sir, please forgive our intrusion, we didn't know that this place was your residence..."

  "Grandpa!" Xiao Huan called out from behind, interrupting Zhou Yixian's words, with a hint of annoyance in her tone. The figure in front suddenly moved slightly, as if reacting to Zhou Yixian's words.

  Zhou Yixian's eyebrows furrowed for a moment, but he immediately reacted and realized that this was a mourning hall. He thought to himself, "If I say this is the person's residence, isn't it equivalent to directly scolding him as a dead ghost?" Zhou Yixian couldn't help but feel a chill run down his back, and he hastily forced a smile, saying: "This, this... Old man says that we three are just taking a midnight stroll and mistakenly entered this place, with no other intention. Sir, please don't mind us. We haven't seen anything, we haven't seen anything. We'll leave now, we'll leave now."

  After saying that, he turned his head to Xiaohuan and Ye Gou and gave them a signal. The three of them steeled themselves and slowly moved aside, trying to walk past the ghostly figure. But just as they took a few steps, the three of them suddenly felt dizzy, and that black figure was standing in front of them again, even closer this time. Xiaohuan could even faintly smell a bloody aura emanating from the person's body.

  As they watched, a dark shadow swept over from the top of their heads, and Zhou Yi Xian and Ye Gou Dao Ren changed color. Xiao Huan's face turned white, and she let out an "ah" as she jumped back several steps, wishing to get as far away from the black shadow as possible.

  Xiao Huan let out a cry, although it was an unconscious expression of her own fear. As a woman, she had always been somewhat disgusted by such things, but to those who heard it, it was a different matter altogether. Zhou Yi Xian and Ye Gou Dao Ren were both startled, Zhou Yi Xian quickly turned around to look, while Ye Gou Dao Ren seemed to have summoned up some unknown courage, letting out a tiger's roar... or rather, more like a dog's howl, as he jumped out in front of Xiao Huan and Zhou Yi Xian. At the same time, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and he had already brought out his Shou Yao Fa Bao.

  In the dark night, the pale yellow light ring is weak, but it seems to have a few warm intentions.

  Xiao Huan looked at the wild dog and was startled, not understanding why. In that instant, the figure who had been shrouded in shadows suddenly moved.

  That man's hand stretched out directly, a strange aura rose with it, but it was not the bright and upright Taoist method of the Qingyun Gate. The Wild Dog Taoist knew that this person was unfathomable, but behind him stood a woman, no matter what he couldn't retreat, so he let out an angry shout, the Beast Tooth Treasure suddenly shone brightly, meeting the man's attack.

  In the courtyard of the Yi Zhuang, darkness seemed to be repelled by the wild dog Taoist in an instant. On his face, for a moment, it seemed that the figure was not resistant, and also had some ruggedness, with a few more joyful expressions.

  The next moment, the beast tooth treasure of Ye Gou Dao Ren heavily hit the chest of that figure. That mysterious and formidable person surprisingly couldn't dodge Ye Gou Dao Ren's heavy blow.

  The Wild Dog Taoist himself was somewhat unbelievable, and Zhou Yixian and Xiao Huan on the side were also stunned for a moment. They saw that the beast tooth treasure was shining brightly with yellow light, having an air of victory, but only after a moment, the three people immediately discovered something was wrong.

  The person who was hit by the Wild Dog Taoist's full-strength punch right in the chest didn't even flinch, let alone move their shadow. Although the Wild Dog Taoist's cultivation is far from being comparable to that of Gui Li and other figures, he is still a demonic cultivator who has been practicing for many years. The power of this one punch was not trivial either. An ordinary person would likely have their blood and energy overturned by it, and even if they didn't die, they would probably lose half their life.

  But this strange person seemed to have no feeling at all, and then, after a moment, the man seemed to hum a low voice. The wild dog Taoist suddenly let out a cry of surprise, but he didn't see how the man moved, and the hand that had stretched out was instantly withdrawn, holding the Wild Dog Taoist's beast tooth treasure in his hand.

  His own magic treasure was seized by someone, which is extremely dangerous for a cultivator. How could the wild dog Taoist not be anxious and angry? He shouted loudly, exerting all his strength to summon the magic power, wanting to recall the magic treasure back. Unexpectedly, the beast tooth lay in that person's hand, without seeing him using any force, it was completely unresponsive to its master's magic power.

  The man lowered his head, looked at the object in his hand, and spoke for the first time. His voice was hoarse and almost inaudible, but it carried an unmistakable tone of authority, coldly saying: "You dare to be so presumptuous here, you little demon!"

  The wild dog's face was filled with shock and anger, just as he was about to urge the law treasure again. Suddenly, he heard Zhou Yi Xian shouting urgently from behind: "Retreat, quickly retreat..."

  The wild dog Taoist was shocked and instinctively retreated a few steps, just as he was about to ask Zhou Yixian a question. However, the man's palm suddenly tightened, and the beast tooth treasure emitted a loud "cracking" sound like shattering bones. The wild dog Taoist was stunned, but saw that the yellow light burst out and then immediately dissipated. In the midst of the cracking sounds, it was as if a fierce beast had let out its final whimper, struggling in agony. With a loud "boom", the wild dog Taoist's beast tooth treasure was actually crushed to powder by the man's bare fists. The fragments shot out like knives, and the sound of "chopping" continued unabated, striking the spot where the wild dog Taoist had just been standing.

  The wild dog Daoist was both heartbroken and terrified, unable to speak for a moment. The mysterious figure's face was still shrouded in a dark shadow, making it impossible for the three to see his features clearly. All they could hear was his low, hoarse voice, slowly raising his head to gaze at the sky. However, the dark aura surrounding his face refused to dissipate, exuding an inexplicable eeriness. After destroying the beast's fang, he seemed to have a sense of relief, and began to laugh coldly, sending shivers down the spines of Zhou Yixian and the others as they listened, amidst the eerie atmosphere and the howling wind that filled the sky.

  On Monday, Xian's heart was filled with anxiety and unease. He suddenly looked up, took a step forward, and for a moment forgot his worries. He ignored the surprise and attempts to stop him by Xiao Huan and Ye Gou Dao Ren, who asked: "Who are you exactly? Wearing the robe of Qingyun Gate, with cultivation at least at the Upper Blue boundary of Taiji Xuanqing Dao, which great master of Qingyun Gate would do such an absurd thing at this time?"

  A blue light flashed and disappeared, the man slowly looked at Zhou Yixian, through the layer of mysterious black air on his face, Zhou Yixian felt a chill all over his body, only to hear the man's hoarse voice, coldly saying: "You know quite a lot, don't you!"

  On Monday, Xian hummed a sound, his face solemn, not looking at the person's body, the puzzled expression on his face getting heavier and heavier, he said in a low voice: "You are indeed from Qingyun Gate, but you won't be an ordinary disciple. Who are you, what is your origin, and why are you making trouble here?"

  That man sneered, but didn't respond. Zhou Yixian suddenly felt something and turned his head to see Xiaohuan lightly pulling on his sleeve, saying in a low voice: "Grandfather, this person has a strong aura of evil spirits, I can feel it. The four directions around the righteous villa are actually without any wandering ghosts, probably they were all scared away by this person. If not for that, I would have known something was off about this place long ago. How could someone like him be from the Qingyun Gate?"

  On Monday, Xian's face was overcast and uncertain, with a complex expression, and his mind was clearly in turmoil. However, when facing this mysterious person who had a thousand threads of connection to the Qingyun Gate, he seemed to be surprisingly unafraid, and his thoughts were somewhat distracted.

  That eerie figure's attention was now focused on Zhou Yi Xian, scanning him up and down with a cold gaze. Suddenly, he spoke in a chilly tone: "No matter who you are, daring to defy me will only lead to death!"

  As soon as the words fell, his hand had already risen, and Zhou Yixian saw that a blue light suddenly flashed in the palm of his hand. His old face lost color, and he didn't even have time to speak, when suddenly both hands swung up to his chest. It was seen that between his left and right index fingers and middle fingers, two talismans appeared, on which were drawn strange and mysterious symbols, fluttering gently in the wind.

  Only to see the mysterious figure's palm slowly brightening with a blue light, aiming directly at Zhou Yi Xian and others. Zhou Yi Xian didn't hesitate, suddenly muttering incantations from his mouth, advancing instead of retreating, taking a step forward. As he spoke the words of the spell, those two yellow talismans unexpectedly ignited on their own, two small flames appearing in the darkness of night, looking particularly bright.

  This strange movement seemed to have some hesitation on the mysterious person opposite, or perhaps it had triggered some memories, and his movements paused for a moment, vaguely hearing him exclaim in surprise "hmm".

  Incense paper burned, Zhou Yi Xian's white beard fluttered, suddenly he let out a loud shout, his two hands flicked, and two small fireballs flew out from his fingertips, surprisingly suspended in mid-air. Immediately after, with a "boom" sound, the two small fireballs suddenly grew into a huge blazing flame several feet tall, blocking Zhou Yi Xian and that mysterious person's path.

  "Ahh!" A loud roar echoed through the air, and from amidst the raging flames, a majestic white-browed tiger leapt out. Its eyes gleamed with fierce intensity as it opened its massive jaws to unleash a thunderous growl that shook the surroundings. With a mighty bound, it sprang towards the dark figure.

  The mysterious man snorted, not retreating in the slightest. His right hand flashed with a blue light and chopped down directly, no matter how ferocious the giant tiger's momentum was. This palm actually landed squarely on the giant tiger's forehead. The blue light instantly invaded and disappeared. The white tiger seemed to still want to struggle, baring its teeth and claws, but after a moment, it let out one last unwilling roar. Suddenly, the giant tiger's entire body emitted a clear, colorful glow. Then, with a shake, this massive body transformed into nothingness, turning into several wisps of smoke that flickered in mid-air before disappearing into thin air.

  It wasn't just the white-browed giant tiger that ended, almost at the same time as the giant tiger disappeared, a huge flame suddenly appeared in the flames, and another red-haired male lion was born. The lion's throat roared again towards the mysterious man. However, the mysterious person seemed to have an extremely high level of cultivation, and didn't even look at it with his eyes open, and with the same slash, the male lion's outcome was the same as that of the white-browed tiger.

  It was just Monday when Xian's magic display became truly strange and mysterious. Although the illusory giant beast couldn't block the enemy's attack, in those swirling flames, it was unknown how many magical beasts were conjured up. After the giant rhino-like creature, the number of illusory beasts conjured by the flames increased, as did their speed. Various ferocious beasts such as wild boars, leopards, hippopotamuses, elephants, deer, and mountain cats emerged one after another, each with a majestic body and extraordinary strength, extremely fierce.

  However, the mysterious figure he faced this time seemed to have a truly unpredictable and divine skill. Facing the countless monsters that came one after another, he didn't even take a deep breath, but simply swung his arm casually, and wherever his palm passed, even the most ferocious beasts disappeared into thin air.

  In the midst of the fierce battle, the mysterious person suddenly let out a cold hum, as if he had sensed something. In an instant, he changed his palm strike to a horizontal sweep, and a bright green light burst forth, like a wheel, crushing everything in its path. The momentum was majestic, sweeping away all obstacles. The blazing flames that encountered this green column of light resisted for two moments before being pierced through and through.

  In mid-air, it seemed that all the beasts were suddenly furious and roaring, but then they stopped abruptly. The flames disappeared, and in the flickering firelight, only two yellow talismans, which were about to burn out, slowly floated down from mid-air.

  In the yard of the Yi Zhuang Courtyard, calm was temporarily restored, while on the other side of the courtyard, Zhou Yixian and his two companions who had just slipped to the corner of the wall turned back in shock, apparently not expecting that the enemy could break through Zhou Yixian's spell so quickly.

  Without any magic to block, turning around and running away was obviously a ridiculous idea. Zhou Yi Xian and the other two paused for a moment before slowly turning back. The mysterious figure slowly approached, walking over with a heavy murderous aura. The black shadow brought a thick killing intent, and inside the Justice Manor, it was a somber and deadly atmosphere.

  On Monday, Xian's face was furrowed with worry, clearly preoccupied with something. But as the black figure drew closer and closer, he felt that life and death were hanging in the balance with each breath.

  Xiao Huan's face changed color, and she suddenly wanted to step forward to respond, but before she could walk out, Zhou Yi Xian had already pulled her back, saying in a low voice: "Don't be reckless. This person is not ordinary, it's not someone you can handle."

  Xiao Huan's eyes widened in surprise, and he stared at Zhou Yixian as if he had never seen his grandfather so tense and serious before. At this moment, the low, hoarse voice of the black-robed man who was standing nearby paused for a moment before continuing coldly: "The illusion technique you used just now... is..."

  Just as the conversation was halfway through, Zhou Yixian suddenly became reckless and swung his arms wildly. This time, a total of eight yellow talismans appeared in his palms.

  The night wind blew by, and eight talismans simultaneously self-ignited, with sparks of flame dancing wildly on his palm like a Monday fairy, illuminating his eyes shining brightly.

  "Halt! Five ghosts of the masses, quickly return to the Yellow Springs!"

  "Shadowy form, retreat! It is fate that I return!"

  Almost amidst the shouting of Zhou Yi Xian, within this righteous village, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew in, with sand and stones rolling about, blowing in from all directions. The mysterious person's body froze, seemingly also caught off guard, carefully looking around, Zhou Yi Xian's incantation sounded out, in mid-air, "Boom boom boom boom boom" five muffled sounds resounded beside him, the three people's shadows shook slightly, yet again stopped moving.

  The strong wind howled, blowing the yellow sand backwards, swirling around that mysterious person's body, making his clothes flutter. But amidst the fierce wind, the dark energy on his face remained still, and a cold laugh was heard, having been emitted.

  That person suddenly gave up on the three people of Zhouyi Xian who were casting spells, and suddenly retreated six steps in a row. With a soft shout, his left hand inserted into the ground, but only saw a cyan light ring stabbing down instantly, and the hard earth suddenly exploded. Somehow, in the midst of the cyan light flickering and flashing, the figures of Zhouyi Xian's three people suddenly began to shake violently, and from under the ground, a painful cry was heard:

  "Oh no!"

  The green light flashed and disappeared, inside the righteous villa, the strong wind suddenly subsided, and the sand and stones also gradually calmed down. A moment later, where Zhou Yi Xian and the other two were standing, a loud explosion suddenly sounded from the ground, followed by a rumbling noise, and a huge hole was blasted open. It turned out that the three figures had vanished into thin air, and it was as if they had become illusions at some point in time.

  On the ground, amidst the huge pit, with a few cries of surprise and pain, three figures tumbled out, who else but Zhou Yi Xian and his two companions. The three had dust all over their faces, especially Zhou Yi Xian, whose face was covered in bruises, clearly having suffered a loss. However, he seemed to have no time to care about this, as he looked up at the mysterious person with a stunned expression.

  That strange and mysterious figure stood coldly in the distance, gazing at them, humming a sound, his hoarse voice said: "I didn't expect you to know even 'Five Elements Golden Armor' and 'Little Ghosts Moving' these long-lost spells, just talking about this kind of heterodox art, I'm afraid no one in the world can surpass you."

  Xian's face turned solemn on Monday, although he looked a bit comical, but at this moment he said in a low voice: "How did you see through it?"

  "That person said lightly: 'Didn't you say I was a Qingyunmen person? These jianghu minor skills, back then were precisely the ancestral master of Qingyunmen's signature moves. Even if I didn't know them, could I still not see through them?'"

  On Monday, Xian slowly stood up, but his heart was racing with thoughts. This time, facing this mysterious person, he really felt a bit overwhelmed. Not to mention the depth of his Taoist practice, which was unpredictable, it was hard to find someone who could match him in the world; what's more puzzling was that this person seemed to be from the Qingyun Gate, and had reached an extremely high level on the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, rarely seen in a lifetime. The evil energy emanating from his body was also unprecedented. How could there be such a person, yet he appeared in this righteous mansion on this deep night?