She is devoted to cultivating immortality

Chapter 152 Quiet

"Damn it, he escaped in!"

Zhong Shenxiu's face turned pale as he stared at the Beiming Mountain ahead, which was like a den of ghosts on earth with cries of ghosts everywhere. There was a sharp sword-like light in his eyes.

Jiang Yi's face showed a moving expression, and he asked in surprise: "There is such a dangerous place in the southern border? Such a strange phenomenon, could it be that some unparalleled demon is about to be born?"

Zhong Shenxiu did not answer and was about to move forward, but Jiang Yi pulled him back and dissuaded him, "This place is dangerous, and we are not familiar with the southern border. I think we should go back first and ask the Brahma Saint and others for clarification, and then come back after we are fully prepared."

Zhong Shenxiu glared at him and snorted, "Don't try to stop me. If you weren't a drunkard and wanted to drag me along, how could I have let that bastard steal Senior Xie's Jing calligraphy?

Jiang Yi, I tell you, if those Jing characters cannot be found, you should just come with me to the senior and apologize for your crime."

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the ghostly Beiming Mountain ahead, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he rushed in without hesitation.

Jiang Yi called out to Zhong Shenxiu several times but failed to get him to stop. He could only hurry to catch up, muttering in a slightly aggrieved tone, "I didn't say I wouldn't chase him. I was thinking that I would have more control if I made a plan later."
Who knew that boy was so bold as to steal Senior Xie’s calligraphy?

Who could have thought his wine was so strong?

I already know I’m wrong, but you still keep blaming me.”

The two entered Beiming Mountain one after the other.

Although he was extremely confident in his luck and blessings, Han Fei still remained extremely cautious after entering Beiming Mountain.

This den of ghosts is filled with ghosts and the evil spirits in the air are constantly eroding his protective magic power. There are also the endless cries of ghosts, which drill into Han Fei's mind and make him upset and restless.

"Keep your mind calm and don't be affected by the devil's voice..."

Bai Lao reminded in a deep voice in his mind.

Han Fei nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and then quickly rushed to the place where the ghost and demonic energy was the strongest and where the black vortex phenomenon appeared.

The closer you get to the black vortex, the denser the ghost and demonic energy around you becomes, and the sharper and more piercing the ghost's cries become.

Han Fei was struggling, and Bai Lao couldn't help but say: "Why don't you find a place to break through Fuyao first and then explore. Your strength is still a little bit weak now."

"It doesn't matter."

Han Fei's face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright, with a blazing look in them. He said confidently: "The more difficult it is, the greater the opportunity is.
Those two people were following behind me. If they broke in as well, and I didn’t take it now, they might get an advantage.

Although this place is dangerous, I have you as my solid backer, so why should I be afraid? "

Bai Lao snorted and said, "Boy, I have already consumed a lot of my spiritual power. I can't waste it on protecting you on this matter."

Han Fei smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Bai, you just need to lend me a helping hand in my life-and-death crisis. I can still handle this small situation."

After saying that, Han Fei took out a light green, ancient jade talisman from his arms and injected spiritual power into it. The jade talisman immediately emitted a hazy green light, enveloping Han Fei entirely.

Suddenly, all the ghostly aura, demonic energy and ghostly sounds could no longer affect Han Fei in the slightest.

Old Bai sighed softly, his tone complex and full of envy, "I almost forgot that you have this treasure."

Han Fei smiled casually, revealing his demeanor as a man of destiny.

With the protection of the precious jade talisman, Han Fei's journey was extremely smooth and he soon arrived at the location of the black vortex.

The rolling demonic energy leaked out from the black vortex. Infected by the demonic energy, some resentful souls mutated. Their souls condensed and transformed into monsters with hideous faces and terrifying figures.

"Where is the magic treasure?"

Han Fei was searching carefully when suddenly a graceful figure appeared silently in front of him.

A girl in a silk dress with pale skin and delicate features appeared in front of him and looked at him coldly.

The moment he saw the girl in silk skirt, Han Fei was stunned.

In a trance, he seemed to see a huge purple magic flower quietly blooming before his eyes. The flower was charming, and it had a mysterious charm that made people want to throw themselves into it regardless of everything.

Beauty, Seduction, Death
Han Fei was stunned and walked towards the girl step by step involuntarily, but an anxious cry in his mind woke him up.

"Han boy, hurry up! This is not the birth of a magic treasure, but the arrival of a real demon! This person is a real demon from the demon world! Hurry up!"

Han Fei woke up as if from a dream. Looking at the girl in the silk dress in front of him with a look of horror on her face, he turned around and ran without hesitation.

When the girl in the silk skirt saw Han Fei wake up, a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face and she said "Huh" softly.

"It turns out there's another one hidden. Interesting."

The girl smiled slightly, stretched out her finger and tapped lightly, and Han Fei, who was fleeing frantically, immediately stopped moving.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of monsters around cried and rushed towards Han Fei frantically.

Han Fei was terrified, and shouted in his heart: "Mr. Bai! Mr. Bai, save me!..."

A soft sigh came from my mind.

"That's all..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Fei felt a surge of boundless power surging through his body, which was several times more than any previous times.

As soon as his body relaxed, the restraints were immediately released.

A hint of joy flashed across Han Fei's face. With the help of this power, he killed the monsters that swarmed around him as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, and his confidence instantly increased greatly.

"Don't worry, Elder Bai. Once I get through this calamity, I will immediately go find treasures that nourish the soul to heal your wounds!"

As he was speaking, suddenly a black aura rushed towards Han Fei like an angry dragon.

Han Fei's pupils shrank, and he was unable to dodge and was hit directly by the black energy.

"puff--"

Han Fei spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

"Bai Lao! Bai Lao!"

Han Fei was terrified and shouted loudly in his heart.

But all his calls fell on deaf ears, there was no response at all, and the strength in his body was rapidly fading.

Seeing the girl in a silk dress walking barefoot in the air, Han Fei turned pale and finally panicked...
The girl stretched out her jade hand, and the rolling evil energy in the void transformed into a ferocious devil's claw, grabbing directly towards Han Fei.

Han Fei suddenly opened his eyes wide, and saw a burst of green light coming out of his body, which actually forced the devil's claws back.

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, then he was ecstatic.

"Even though I lost Old Bai, I still have the ancient jade treasure... I can't die, I will definitely be able to escape this disaster!"

The girl in the silk skirt was a little surprised again.

"You actually have a fairy treasure. You are lucky as a mortal. But it's a pity."

The girl in the skirt shook her head slightly and said calmly: "This fairy treasure is originally incomplete and damaged. The blow just now has already exhausted all its spiritual power. You'd better come here obediently."

After saying that, the devil stretched out his claws.

The green light shield around Han Fei was crushed like a fragile eggshell.

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, muttering to himself in disbelief.

"It's impossible for Bai Lao... the ancient jade treasure
I am the son of destiny, how could I die here for no reason! Impossible"

All the trump cards that he had relied on were destroyed. Han Fei looked ashen, and his heart and eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness.

The girl in silk skirt didn't care. She continued to stretch her claws down, ready to strangle this strange boy to death and extract his soul to study and torture him.

But at this moment, the storage bracelet on Han Fei's wrist suddenly started to vibrate violently...
The vibrations became stronger and stronger, and there was a faint white light coming from it.

This strange sight surprised the girl in the silk skirt, and she couldn't help but look at Han Fei with new eyes.

How come this kid has so many secrets, one after another? He really looks like a child of destiny.

Han Fei was also stunned for a moment and subconsciously opened the storage bracelet.

Sheets of rice paper emitting a faint white light slowly floated out.

Paper?!

Both of them were stunned.

It was indeed paper, and there seemed to be writing on it.

Han Fei's eyes suddenly widened, from astonishment, to shock, and finally to excitement and ecstasy.

"The calligraphy of that ancient immortal giant! It's that person's calligraphy!"

The girl in the silk skirt also had a look of astonishment on her face.

"What's this?!"

She frowned and controlled the black claws to grab the sheets of rice paper, trying to break them into pieces.

But those thin pieces of rice paper suddenly shone brightly, and endless Taoist rhyme emanated from them, filling the entire world in an instant.

Then, a terrifying pressure emanated from the paper, as if something was trying to break free from it.

"What on earth is this?!"

The girl in the silk skirt was moved. Feeling the pressure, her devilish heart trembled slightly.

In the next breath, a word written in ink with an iron pen and silver hook slowly floated out from the rice paper.

quiet!
The huge word "静" (quiet) was floating quietly in the air.

In an instant, the world was silent.

The cries of ghosts that filled the entire Beiming Mountain disappeared completely.

All the resentful souls were frozen in place, with looks of fear on their faces, their mouths opened and howling wildly, but no sound came out.

quiet!
quiet!
quiet.
The word "quiet" flew out from the rice paper one after another, and the white light pierced through the vast black fog, almost covering the entire Beiming Mountain.

This time, not only the resentful souls, but even the ghost and demonic energy that was constantly surging in the void stopped.

There is also a black vortex, which is also motionless.

Dozens of "Jing" characters flew quickly towards the black vortex. Every time one of them landed, the black vortex shrank a circle.
At this moment, the girl in the silk skirt had an expression of shock on her pretty face, her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was slightly open.

She couldn't speak, but a voice in her heart was screaming wildly.

Follow your words!
Follow your words!
Whose calligraphy is this, that can actually make words come true? !

In the distance, Zhong Shenxiu and Jiang Yi, who were trying hard to catch up here, also saw this strange phenomenon.

Jiang Yi's eyes were dull, but he suddenly woke up and said excitedly, "I know! I know!

This must have been something Senior Xie had planned long ago.

How could Senior Xie allow her calligraphy to be circulated outside at will? She is clearly using us and the guy who stole the calligraphy to come to Beiming Mountain to suppress and seal off this evil den!
Shenxiu, we don’t have to chase...”

Unfortunately, although Jiang Yi spoke, he could not make any sound under the might of the word "silence" which was like the heavenly constitution.

All I could see was his excited expression and his mouth moving constantly.

When Jiang Yi came to his senses, he found that Zhong Shenxiu was also gone. He could only see a beam of light still rushing forward quickly.

"This guy"

Jiang Yi stamped his feet fiercely and chased after him helplessly.

The girl in silk skirt frantically controlled the magic energy to bombard the word "quiet" on the black vortex.

But the more she did this, the more shocked and desperate she felt.

It's like an ant trying to shake a tree, it's completely useless.

The passage to the demonic world that she had worked so hard to construct was annihilated by the word "quiet".

Not only that, even the Baili Ghost Cave in Beiming Mountain showed signs of collapse.

The word "quiet" destroys all my hard work!

Who is it? ! Who did it? !
The girl in the silk skirt was angry and ruthless, gritting her teeth, but she was more shocked and terrified.

A person who can make his words come true is not someone a small demon like her can afford to provoke.

Even the Nightmare Ghost Mother might not be able to compare with her.

etc.
The girl in the silk skirt was suddenly startled.

She created a den of ghosts in a remote place like Beiming Mountain and constructed a passage between the human and demon worlds. Logically speaking, even if she was discovered, the people who came should be monks who were out to eliminate demons and defend the way of righteousness.

But the way this kid broke in just now clearly looked like he was looking for something, and his purpose was very clear.

Moreover, this kid is just an ordinary cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, but he has many hidden cards, and even has things like immortal treasures.

These words "quiet" appeared in his hands again.
A terrible thought immediately occurred to the girl in the skirt.

Could it be that... I was targeted by some powerful giant right after I came to the lower world? !
Or, thinking deeper, even the Ghost Mother's plan to arrange her to descend to the lower world was part of this person's calculations? !

"His-"

The girl in the silk skirt couldn't help but gasp, her heart was shaken, her eyes were filled with shock and horror.

If that's the case, it's terrible.
"Hahaha"

Han Fei was laughing wildly in his heart.

Seeing the girl in the skirt trying in vain to save the black vortex, she didn't care about him at all.

He stood up slowly and fled quickly out of Beiming Mountain with a smile on his face.

"I, Han Fei, am indeed the destined son of destiny. I am blessed by heaven and have amazing luck."

“No matter what kind of difficulties and crises we encounter, we can always turn danger into safety and survive!”

"It's a pity that person's calligraphy was wasted before he could comprehend it..."

Han Fei glanced in the direction of the word "Jing" and felt a little regretful, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

"It doesn't matter. Since that person's calligraphy is used here, it proves that there will be greater opportunities waiting for me in the future..."

Han Fei's eyes were shining and his face was full of confidence.

"That great fortune of the ancient fairyland must be mine!"

Thinking of this, Han Fei couldn't help but smile and was about to leave quickly.

But as soon as he stepped out of the center of this den of evil, he felt a chill on his back, his hair stood on end, and a strong sense of death quickly enveloped his heart.

Han Fei looked up subconsciously and his pupils contracted instantly.

In his eyes, there was a stunning sword energy that penetrated the sky and the earth, as if it was about to split the void. This sword energy passed by smoothly, as if someone had written the word "one" in the void.

The sword flashed and Han Fei was stunned.

He lowered his head blankly, watching his lower body slowly leaving him.

The strength and vitality in the body seemed to be rapidly draining away.

He saw a young man with a resolute face and murderous eyes looking down at him coldly.

His lips moved as if he was speaking, but no sound came out.

Then the world in front of him began to dim rapidly, and the man stopped looking at him and turned away.

Before the darkness completely engulfed his vision, Han Fei finally understood what the young man said.

"You deserve to die for trying to get your hands on Senior Xie's calligraphy!"

Han Fei was full of suspicion of Dou.

Am I not the son of destiny who is favored by God?

Why do you still die?

Why.
Zhong Shenxiu and Jiang Yi ran hundreds of miles beyond Beiming Mountain before slowly stopping.

Zhong Shenxiu looked regretful and said in frustration: "After all, I still haven't gotten back Senior Xie's things..."

Jiang Yi shook his head, looking at the ghostly Beiming Mountain in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "This matter is not our fault, everything was planned by Senior Xie, you don't have to blame yourself..."

Then, he said with a complicated expression, "Even the demon world is involved. Senior Xie's chess game is too big. I really don't know where the truth and secret behind it lead to."

Zhong Shenxiu frowned and said, "Why do you care so much? Why don't you just follow Senior Xie obediently? While Senior Xie is still in the mortal world, we can still listen to her teachings for a few more days.

If we wait until Senior Xie leaves in the future, it will be difficult to seek such an opportunity again."

Jiang Yi nodded and said, "You're right, I think too much."

"correct!"

Zhong Shenxiu suddenly turned his head and stared at Jiang Yi, gritting his teeth and said, "Although this matter was planned by Senior Xie, if it weren't for you, I would at least have some time to figure out and comprehend those words of silence.

It was you who insisted on dragging me to drink. How do you think I should compensate you for this?"

Jiang Yi felt guilty, and a wry smile appeared on his face. He said with a dry laugh: "It's not all my fault, it's mainly the fault of that bastard you killed.

At worst...at worst I can compensate you with another round of drinks!"

"Still drinking?! Asshole Jiang Yi, don't run away!"

Two beams of light chased each other and disappeared into the distance.
Zhongzhou, the Lost Pearl City.

True Man Bai Miao stared at a magic circle in front of him with great anticipation.

The magic array is complex and huge, and each center of the array is inlaid with a piece of top-grade fairy jade that exudes fairy spirit.

At this moment, the magic circle was running rapidly, a large amount of immortal spirit energy was mobilized, and the immortal jades on the center of the circle dimmed one by one.

The void above the magic circle collapsed inward quickly like melted glass, and finally turned into a black hole as big as a portal.

From the black hole, a middle-aged man covered in colorful light and with a noble temperament walked out slowly.

Seeing this person, Bai Miao Zhenren's face immediately showed great excitement and admiration. He bowed deeply and called out, "I am Bai Miao, a mortal disciple of Lingbao Sect, and I pay my respects to Huanbao Shangzun."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, revealing a pair of eyes as gentle as the finest gems. The colorful gem light and terrifying aura around him gradually faded and converged.

"Sure enough, using the Linchen Immortal Formation to descend to the mortal world has a much greater suppression effect on the immortal power than directly breaking through the realm and descending to the mortal world.
The strength I can exert now is less than 30% of my peak period, and can only be compared to the average celestial being level. -"

Huanbao Immortal thought silently in his heart, and soon turned his gaze to Baimiao Zhenren in front of him.

"Have you prepared the things I asked you to prepare?"

"It's already been prepared."

True Man Bai Miao looked respectful and humble, he stepped forward and handed over a jade slip.

Huanbao Immortal made a move and the jade slip flew into his hand.

After his spiritual sense probed in, it wasn't long before a look of slight satisfaction appeared on Huanbao's face.

Among them, the origins and backgrounds of the group of people who took out the painting about the ancient fairyland at the Wanbao Conference were listed in great detail.

With this jade slip in hand, he can save himself a lot of hard work.

"good."

Huanbao Immortal nodded slightly and said to Baimiao Zhenren: "I will record your contribution for this matter. When I return to the upper realm, I will have someone distribute the corresponding reward to you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Master Bai Miao was so excited that he quickly saluted.

Bai Miao's talent and comprehension are not outstanding, and he has come to this point today only by relying on the reward resources he received for working diligently for the Lingbao Sect in the upper realm in the lower realm.

This is another achievement, and it was the Lingbao Sect’s Supreme who spoke personally. How could he not be excited?

"Sir, do you have any other instructions?"

Master Bai Miao took the initiative to ask.

Huanbao Immortal shook his head and said, "I will tell you if there is anything. You just need to remember one thing, you must not leak the news of my coming to the mortal world this time."

"Yes!"

Master Bai Miao looked serious and bowed and nodded quickly.

When he stood up, he was shocked to find that Huanbao Immortal was no longer in the room.

"The immortal has descended to earth, and the Supreme Lord has come in person. It seems that the matter behind the painting is really huge."

Master Bai Miao said this with emotion, and quickly shook his head to completely extinguish certain thoughts that popped up in his mind.

Even the Supreme Lord has come down to earth in person. This matter is too important for a mere Dongxu Realm like him to get involved. He should just do his own job honestly.

In the wilderness of Zhongzhou, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a purple robe was walking slowly.

When this person walked, it seemed like he was strolling in the garden, but with every step he took, his figure appeared more than a thousand miles away.

If this scene were seen by ordinary cultivators, they would surely be astonished.

Huanbao was rushing towards his destination while silently calculating in his mind.

"In the final analysis, it is because our Lingbao Sect is weak and has no Immortal King-level cultivators, so we can only rely on the wings of Immortal Lord Xuanyu. But even so, without strength, no one will take our words seriously."

"I didn't think enough about this matter. I should have collected the painting directly at the beginning, so as to avoid having to make an extra trip now..."

Huanbao looked somewhat helpless, because the painting involved the ancient fairyland, so he, who was always cautious, did not dare to take it over.

However, he never expected that after reporting the matter to the Immortal Lord, he would find that words were not enough to support his argument, and the Immortal Lord Xuanyu was too lazy to even listen to him.

There was no other choice, Huanbao could only choose to go down to the mortal world himself.

"Recently, there have been rumors that there will be a big change between heaven and earth. Many old monsters from ancient times and even prehistoric times have emerged. The immortal world is in chaos, and the mortal world is expected to follow suit.
I went down quietly without alerting anyone this time, so it’s not a waste of time, right?”

What really worries Huanbao is how to get the painting again.

Behind that painting there must be an old monster who has survived from the ancient fairyland era. Although from the painter's perspective, this person's status in the ancient fairyland should not be high, he was just an ordinary little fairy.

But to be able to live until now, he must be at least an Immortal King or even an Immortal Lord level being.

This kind of old antique who has lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years is the most difficult to deal with. He is full of evil tricks and endless schemes. God knows what he is planning.

Huanbao sighed and said to himself, "It's not a good idea to always be cautious. If I want to change the situation of my Lingbao Sect's decline, I have to be bolder and take a few more steps bravely.

Let me be the first one.

I just hope that old monster can be a little more reasonable."

As he spoke, Huanbao quickened his pace and disappeared in an instant.
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In the small courtyard, Xie Lian was painting.

Her expression was solemn, not at all like the relaxed, free and natural look in her usual paintings. Instead, she seemed a little depressed.

Thick brushstrokes of ink flow and splash across the rice paper, with the black color occupying more than 80% of the entire sheet of paper.

The old peach tree above his head did not move at all. The little red bird with colorful feathers above his head had a serious look in his eyes. The little fox even hid directly in the corner of the yard, curled up and shivered.

The sky gradually darkened, as if a thunderstorm was coming.

But the wind blowing through the courtyard did not feel stuffy at all, but rather cool and shady.

Finally, Xie Lian put down the last stroke.

Putting the pen aside, Xie Lian looked at the painting in front of him with a complicated expression.

From another perspective, it also shows the high level of this painting, which can be regarded as the pinnacle of Xie Lian's painting skills in history.

But Xie Lian didn't like this painting at all.

Because the name of this painting is "Underworld".

The painting depicts a scene of countless ghosts wailing and hell. The thick gloom, horror, and depressing atmosphere expressed in it made even Xie Lian, the creator, feel a little uncomfortable, and he had the urge to destroy it immediately.

She herself has created the underworld, but that underworld is very different from the underworld in this painting.
After a while, she will go back and focus on developing the underworld.
"Oh, forget it..."

Xie Lian shook his head slightly, wiped off the ink, and put the scroll away.

She had originally intended to give this painting to Yu Xuanji, Zhu Lao and others as a thank you for the spiritual stone resources they sent.

Because he had drawn the Heaven Palace for Yu Xuanji last time, Xie Lian suddenly had an idea and decided to give them the Underworld.

Together they form the two greatest wonders of heaven and earth.

"Go back and paint another one, and write a few more copies of calligraphy, and we'll give them together as a return gift."

Xie Lian thought silently.
-
He put the painting and the storage bracelet containing the corpse of the True Demon Sect demon together, then called Anu over and told her seriously, "Good boy Anu, don't touch these two things, remember?"

Anu nodded in confusion.

Xie Lian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Anu listens to her very much. Since he nodded, he definitely won't do it.

Xie Lian casually placed the bracelet and the scroll on the table, then began to polish his zither and sword.

This has almost become her habit over time.

The name of the zither she wiped was Taigu Yiyin, and the sword she wiped had no name. At that time, she just rubbed it casually in the Wuliang World of Shanhe Shejitu.

This is an ancient long sword that is completely black, with a few dark red spots on the blade, as if it had been stained with blood that had soaked into the blade.

"I should find time to pick up my sword skills and practice them."

Xie Lian thought secretly as he looked at the sword in his hand.

Swordsmanship is also one of the elegant arts, and her swordsmanship is also very advanced.

And he also mastered the "Heavenly Escape Sword Technique", although he did not fully comprehend it -
Xie Lian was in a good mood. He stood up and watered the old peach tree, then walked to a corner of the yard and squatted down to investigate.

She had buried several jars of wine in the yard before, and calculating the time, it was almost time for the wine to be brewed.

"The two freeloaders are not here today, so we'll have roast chicken tonight."

Xie Lian walked to the corner of the yard and picked up the listless looking little white fox. After thinking for a moment, he called Anu along as well.

We can't keep her locked up at home all the time, or she will become autistic.

One big, one small, and a little white fox slowly walked out of the courtyard.

"right here?"

Looking at the ordinary shop door in front of her, the girl in silk skirt asked expressionlessly about the piece of black colored glass crystal gently held in her hand.

There seemed to be a ball of gray smoke swirling and lingering in the black glass, revealing an old face from time to time.

That face was full of flattery.

"Yes, yes, it's here."

The girl in the silk skirt raised her head and looked at the sign hanging high at the door of the store, her purple eyes flashing.

The ghost den of Beiming Mountain has been completely destroyed, destroyed by the twelve characters of "quiet".

She was furious that all her hard work had gone to waste, but there was nothing she could do.

Who made her unable to afford to offend the owner of those twelve characters "静"?

The girl in silk skirt originally wanted to slowly slaughter living creatures and then gather enough resentful souls to build a new ghost den, but she accidentally caught an extremely weak immortal soul among the scattered resentful souls, who was trying to sneak away in the chaos.

It was the soul residing in the body of the cultivator who had taken out the twelve pieces of "Jing" characters before and indirectly caused the failure of her plan.

The cultivator's soul had been destroyed long ago, so the girl in silk skirt decisively captured the immortal's soul. After some torture, the information she obtained shocked her.

The owner of the twelve Jing characters turned out to be an ancient immortal giant who had deep roots in the ancient immortal court!
“No wonder, no wonder he can make his words come true, and use twelve pieces of the word “quiet” to easily destroy the passage to the demon world that I worked so hard to build.

An old monster who has survived from the ancient fairyland era, let alone me, even the Ghost Mother of the Nightmare is an absolute junior in the eyes of such people."

"If this person wants to kill me, it would be as easy as crushing an ant."

"but."

The girl in the skirt had a twinkling look in her eyes. "Why don't you kill me?"

This is why she came here now.

Can kill, but don’t kill.

Obviously there is another purpose.

"That demon mentioned this place repeatedly in his memory after his death. He must be referring to this person. He seemed to have some important news to report to the ghost mother. Unfortunately, he has been 'eaten' by me. Otherwise, I would have asked him about it..."

Thinking of this, the girl in silk skirt couldn't help but feel a little regretful and could only blame herself for being greedy.

"This person deliberately leaked the secrets of his ancient fairyland era, causing a stir in all directions. He must be playing a big game and planning something..."

"She didn't kill me, she probably wanted to lure me here..."

"Then what is her purpose in bringing me here?"

The girl in the skirt was confused, but her eyes soon became determined.

(End of this chapter)