Xiuxian: I have an inventory

The ruins are not large, with only about ten palaces and pavilions, and you can see the end at a glance.

It doesn't look like a sect's cave, but more like a place where a cultivator practices alone.

After thousands of years of changes, this cave has been explored by countless people, and is now in ruins, with collapsed buildings and overgrown weeds.

However, judging from the style of these buildings, it is most likely the cave residence of a female monk.

There are almost no opportunities here. Not to mention elixirs and magic weapons, even the Sutra Library has been looted long ago, and even the soil in the spiritual fields has been dug up and packed away.

Outside, towering old trees blocked out the sun. Although the sun couldn't shine through, at least you could occasionally hear birds and animals running around, and hear some strange noises, and the sound of wind blowing through leaves...

But inside the ruins, there was dead silence. No living creatures could be felt, and there was no sound of wind.

Some skeletons that had long since weathered away, leaving only bones, lay scattered on the ground. It was a completely abandoned place.

"How did those three foundation-building monks dare to explore a place like this? Aren't they afraid?"

Gu Zongyuan couldn't help but mutter.

Xiao Changqing carefully observed the surroundings and said, "If you didn't know that there was a terrifying evil spirit hiding here, would you think this gloomy atmosphere would be a big threat to the foundation-building cultivators? Not to mention the foundation-building cultivators, even the Qi-refining cultivators wouldn't be afraid."

"Forehead……"

Gu Zongyuan thought about it and felt that it made sense.

Under normal circumstances, such ruins, no matter how quiet and deserted they are, will not be scary for cultivators.

He felt a little creepy now, simply because he knew in advance that there was a powerful and terrifying evil spirit here.

The three of them came to a place that looked somewhat like an altar.

There is a huge sarcophagus on the altar, which is engraved with various complex and profound runes.

It is unknown what the sarcophagus is made of, but it is very hard. There are many traces of battles near the altar, with potholes and severe damage, but the sarcophagus is as good as new.

The material is hard and indestructible, and it is not an auspicious item, so this site has been explored by countless later generations, and all the treasures that could be taken away have been taken away, but the sarcophagus has been placed on the machine and has never been moved.

The three of them stood in a shape of a "product". Xiao Changqing took out a fist-sized bell from his storage bag. As he injected his magic power into it, the bell began to shake and tinkle.

hum!
The sound of the bell carried a strange power, causing a certain resonance in the sarcophagus on the altar.

A moment later, a female corpse in white appeared in the sarcophagus.

As soon as the female corpse appeared, the evil spirit and eerie feeling in the ruins increased by more than ten times!
Xiao Changqing and the other two felt their chests suddenly feel hot. It was because the evil-repelling talismans they had taken out in advance encountered strong evil energy and automatically took effect.

After the evil-breaking talisman spontaneously combusted, a "holy" and "warm" force immediately enveloped the three people, temporarily blocking and dispelling the evil spirit.

"She's about to wake up, everyone be careful."

Xiao Changqing said in a deep voice.

As Xiao Changqing finished his words, the evil woman in white slowly stood up from the sarcophagus. However, her back was facing Xiao Changqing and the other two, so their faces could not be seen clearly, nor was their expression.

But the next moment, the evil woman in white actually started singing with her back to the three people.

The song is very melodious and pleasant to the ear, but with a hint of resentment and complaint, which makes people feel sad, yet they can't wait to keep listening.

The voice seemed to carry a strong magical power. Even the singer in the Foundation Establishment Realm in Liyang Fairy City, who was famous for her singing, was far inferior to the evil voice of the woman in white.

In a trance, I had an illusion that this evil woman in white was not really an evil spirit, but a fairy with a quiet and gentle personality, who made people fall in love with her.

Fortunately, the three of them all had souls at least at the Jindan level. By concentrating and calming their minds a little, they were able to tune out the strange power in the song and were not affected.

I don't know if the evil female demon in white has become accustomed to being fed by Young Master Yin San these days, but soon her singing stopped and she showed a strong desire to "devour".

She didn't make any movement, but Xiao Changqing and the others could clearly feel its emotions. It was "hungry" and needed tonic.

The way to replenish the body is the essence, blood, and soul of the monks.

Xiao Changqing and the other two naturally had no essence, blood, or soul to nourish it, so naturally, it set its target on Xiao Changqing and the other two living people.

"Want to eat us? Take my bullet first!"

Gu Zongyuan was the first to lose his temper. He summoned his own magical weapon and stabbed out a magical fire dragon, which bit the evil female demon in white on the altar.

He didn't dare to rashly swing out his natal magic weapon directly, for fear of accidents and being contaminated by evil power.

Even so, this move of his has definitely reached the initial stage of Jindan, enough to threaten the life of Jiadan Zhenren, and the momentum is quite huge.

But when this magical fire dragon fell on the evil woman in white, it was like a red-hot iron falling into ice water, only emitting a little smoke, and almost instantly dissipated into nothingness.

The evil woman in white did not suffer any injuries, and even her clothes and hair showed no signs of damage.

Gu Zongyuan didn't believe it. Logically speaking, his fire-attributed skills should have a restraining effect on such eerie things, so he launched several attacks in succession.

There is no difference in the result.

The evil woman in white did not make any resistance and still had her back to the three men, allowing Gu Zongyuan to attack her all the time. She just kept conveying her hunger, wanting Xiao Changqing and the other two to dedicate themselves to her.

"Is it really so weird?" Gu Zongyuan swallowed and stopped.

His continuous attacks had no effect on the evil woman in white. On the contrary, he was unable to bear it.

The reason why he couldn't bear it was not because these moves consumed so much magic power, but because he felt inexplicably tired!
It was like... the attack just now did not fall on the evil woman in white, but instead part of it fell back on him?
of course.

The lethal force of his attack definitely did not fall on himself, but things were so weird, as if there was some kind of "exchange" between him and the evil female demon?
"I'll try."

Su Wushuang on the side activated her magic power. Under the influence of her powerful magic power, the temperature between the sky and the earth around her suddenly dropped. The cold air condensed into arrows, shooting towards the evil woman in white like raindrops.

It must be said that Su Wushuang's attack was quite powerful, and it could be considered as an upper-middle level attack in the middle stage of Jindan. The crackling ice arrows fell, and the hard altar made of unknown materials, although not collapsed, had left many traces and small potholes.

You have to know that this altar has stood for thousands of years without being damaged, and it has not left many traces of battles big and small.

This shows that Su Wushuang is the strongest among all the cultivators who have come to this ruins to search for treasure.

But such attacks still had little effect on the evil woman. A thick black mist rose from the evil woman in white. Even if there were more and stronger cold arrows, it was like hitting cotton. There was no magic weapon to help it resist the attack. The strange black mist full of evil was more like a more sophisticated method, beyond the scope of magic power!
This strange black fog is different from magic power.

To give an inappropriate example, the evil woman in white gives people the feeling that a mortal uses martial arts to attack a cultivator, which is a "dimensionality reduction attack" of magic power on internal strength!
Of course, if there are enough ordinary warriors and they are strong enough, they can also harm the Qi Refining cultivators.

Although Su Wushuang's attack was completely annihilated by the black mist, the black mist also dissipated. The three people clearly sensed that the evil power around them had also weakened.

But the range is very small. It is far from enough to kill it or even seriously injure it. It is really insignificant.

The attack lasted for half an incense stick of time. Su Wushuang tried every possible means and finally sacrificed his own magical weapon, the Snow Lotus, but the effect was still not ideal.

Instead, she encountered the same situation as Gu Zongyuan just now. Her own emotions began to be unconsciously affected by the evil spirit. Her mind seemed to be branded and gradually entangled by it. All kinds of negative emotions began to appear.

But as a Jindan cultivator, her golden elixir is circulating in her body and her magic power is surging, which can slowly drive away these negative emotions.

If a foundation-building cultivator is entangled by this kind of strange negative emotion, then nothing may happen for the time being, but after returning, he will probably have nightmares day and night, gradually become insane, die an unnatural death, and even the people around him may suffer.

"No. With my strength, I can't kill it at all." Su Wushuang shook his head and stopped.

Unlike Gu Zongyuan's attack, which had no effect on the evil woman in white, her attack had a slight effect. However, even if it took ten or twenty years to slowly accumulate time, it would not have any effect. It was impossible to kill the evil woman in white, nor to prevent her from reviving.

Even if the attack lasts for a long time, she herself may be gradually affected by the negative emotions of the evil spirit, and will not be able to dispel them in time and will collapse.

There was no other way. Gu Zongyuan and Su Wushuang both turned their eyes to Xiao Changqing. Their last hope rested with him.

"I'll try too."

Now that he's here, Xiao Changqing is definitely going to give it a try.

Although I don't have hope and don't think I can kill or seal this evil spirit, I still have to experience it for myself.

"go with!"

Xiao Changqing drove the puppet beside him and made it fly towards the evil female on the altar.

However, this evil spirit was no longer the second-level puppet that he had used to explore the way and act as cannon fodder, but the third-level inferior puppet that he had originally refined.

Unlike monks, puppets have no souls. According to Xiao Changqing's speculation, puppets are not affected by the most horrifying "possession" and "negative emotions" of evil spirits. This is equivalent to one of the most bizarre methods of evil spirits, but it has no effect on puppets.

Secondly, the puppets are fearless and can fight in close combat, just like physical cultivators, looking for weaknesses of the evil cultivators at close range.

hum!
The sword energy broke through the air.

The puppet holds a silver long sword magic weapon. This long sword magic weapon is the trump card magic weapon of the Song family, one of the top ten families in Liyang Fairy City. It is very powerful.

At this moment, under the wielding of the third-order puppet, the lethality was even greater than that unleashed by the young master of the Song family.

The silver blade light fell first, and it was no different from what happened to Gu Zongyuan and Su Wushuang just now. The black mist surrounding the evil female demon in white seemed to be the nemesis of all magical attacks, no matter how strong or what their attributes were, it could completely melt and annihilate them.

This scene was not unexpected.

Then the puppet jumped onto the altar, not only activating the power of the magic weapon, but also using the magic weapon itself to chop off the evil spirits.

An ordinary Jindan cultivator would not dare to do this unless it was absolutely necessary.

This is because if one is not a physical cultivator, close combat capability is not as good as using magic power to activate magic weapons. Secondly, if one's own magic weapon is destroyed, one will also suffer severe backlash.

Only those who are either physical cultivators or puppets can fight in this way.

Chi Chi Chi!
The silver sword chopped wildly, and the puppet's left hand burst into golden light, forming circles of ripples, and a punch was thrown out with overwhelming force.

The sword and fist met and rushed directly into the evil black mist of the white-clothed woman, like a dragon turning the rivers and seas upside down.

"This has no effect?"

Xiao Changqing and the other two stared at the altar and discovered that the female cultivator in white had become vague and transparent at this moment.

It seemed like an invisible object, or it turned directly into black mist, like flowing water, and swords and fists could not really land on it.

"No, it works..."

Soon Xiao Changqing discovered that the black mist was dissipating faster and faster, several times faster than the speed when Su Wushuang attacked just now.

This means that a third-level puppet can "hurt" it.

But this kind of damage comes at a great cost.

The black mist was not dissipated much, but the power of the third-order puppet and the long sword magic weapon was rapidly declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a short while, the light of the long sword magic weapon dimmed, and the puppet's punching power also obviously weakened.

There was no objection to dragging it out any further, so Xiao Changqing immediately ordered the puppet to retreat.

"The spiritual power of the magic weapon disappeared directly, and the body was also damaged... Many parts of the puppet were also broken..."

Xiao Changqing checked it out and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

This third-tier magical long sword is almost useless. Even if it is repaired, its power is no longer at its peak and its value has plummeted.

This third-level puppet is in almost the same situation. (End of this chapter)