After Xiao Bai whispered something in Fang Yan's ears, Fang Yan nodded and said to Xiao Bai to be careful, and a bronze mirror suddenly appeared in his hand hidden under his sleeve, which was Xiao Yuxu's evil mirror.

At this moment, Fang Yan and the man surnamed Wu slowly approached the ancient well, and stopped half a foot away from the ancient well, and the two looked at each other without giving in.

Just when Fang Yan and the man surnamed Wu were facing each other and always on guard, suddenly a gray smoke erupted from the wellhead without warning, and Fang Yan and the man surnamed Wu were suddenly startled.

Immediately, I saw a thin mouth shell with a sharp tip of Xiaobai, and the gray smoke seemed to be compressed, so it turned into a thin line and poured into Xiaobai's mouth.

At the same time, at some point, the three-zhang square circle centered on this ancient well was arranged with a soundproof barrier.

The man's mouth suddenly moved rapidly, and one scripture after another came out of his mouth, with a sense of righteousness.

I don't know when, a brown bowl appeared in the hand of the man surnamed Wu, although the material was not obvious, but it made Fang Yan know in his heart that this was by no means ordinary.

As a result, some of the gray smoke flew into the bowl in the hand of the man surnamed Wu.

This shocked Fang Yan's heart.

After all, Xiaobai is a descendant of the immortal bird, although now because of serious injuries, his strength is only one-ten-thousandth of the original, but after all, his identity is there.

I didn't expect the man surnamed Wu to be able to snatch food from Xiaobai's mouth, which is really incredible.

However, this scripture blurted out from the mouth of a man surnamed Wu is indeed mysterious, containing endless wisdom and truth, and at the same time, it is righteous and awe-inspiring, making people feel calm after hearing it.

Fang Yan knew that the other party's origin was by no means simple.

In less than a breath or two, the gray mist emitted from the wellhead was divided between Xiaobai and the man surnamed Wu.

At this moment, the man surnamed Wu also showed surprise on his face, and his eyes looked at Fang Yan and Xiaobai with complicated eyes.

Xiao Bai raised his head and cast a contemptuous look at the man surnamed Wu, but Fang Yan was still a little shocked in his heart.

Then, a figure suddenly crawled out of the wellhead, a figure shrouded in gray mist.

Seeing this, Xiaobai and the man surnamed Wu immediately applied measures again to clean up the gray mist on the figure's body.

"Master, if you are merciful, let the villain go! The yin qi that the villain has finally gathered has been absorbed by you!"

"If you continue like this, even the villain will be sucked by you!"

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching voice came out of the mouth of this figure, and the sadness in it made Fang Yan a little unbearable to listen to.

Fang Yan's eyes flashed slightly at this moment, it seems that this man surnamed Wu in Yushu is actually a monk!

It's just that he has neither shaved nor ordained appearance, and even has such a poisonous tongue, is he a lay disciple?

"Heh, I think it's a ghost!"

The man surnamed Wu finally gave up the urge to continue absorbing the gray mist, stopped chanting, and the brown bowl was also put away by him.

Xiao Bai and Fang Yan's divine soul were connected, and naturally understood what Fang Yan was thinking, and he also stopped devouring.

The figure in the ancient well came out of the inside with difficulty, and fell to the ground with a pop, panting.

It was a thin man with a dark complexion, and he was tall.

"What is your surname, why do you want to cultivate as a ghost and come to this village to make waves?"

The man surnamed Wu asked sharply.

Fang Yan was also shocked, it turned out that this person was actually a ghost cultivator?

Before, Fang Yan knew about the existence of ghost cultivation, which was also a kind of monk, but he did not practice with a human body, but with a soul after death.

"The villain's name is Wang Xian, and he lives in Qingfeng Slope ......"

The man hurriedly explained, while carefully observing the man surnamed Wu and Fang Yanlai in front of him.

"Although the ghost cultivators and the people of my generation are not on the right path, they are also considered to be well water and do not interfere with river water, but you not only harass the monks here and there, but also harms the human race for cultivation. At this moment, you are begging me to let you go, but you know the truth that it is too late?"

The man's voice cooled down, and the brown bowl that had been put away by him reappeared in his palm again.

"Master, you are wronged! The villain has never killed a human being, where do you start with this!"

Wang Xian looked confused, which made Fang Yan feel disgusted with him in his heart.

Because just now, after Xiao Bai absorbed those gray mist, he conveyed a message to Fang Yan.

That is, these gray mist are actually green in their original color, and there are countless resentments on them, which are extremely evil yin qi.

Most of these grievances turned out to be the monk's essence longevity, which was really appalling.

As a ghost cultivator, what Wang Xian needs is to replace the aura with yin qi to cultivate, and these yin qi are the food for his cultivation, and it seems that he has not harmed living beings.

Now seeing that he actually denied and pretended to be ignorant, Fang Yan was naturally angry in his heart.

The man surnamed Wu seemed to know a lot about this, so he naturally refused to believe Wang Xian's words, and immediately recited the scriptures again in his mouth.

Suddenly, the gray mist that had already become thin quickly dissipated from Wang Xian's body again, and at the same time, Fang Yan was shocked to find that these mist had gradually turned from gray to dark green, most of these were resentments, it seemed that Wang Xian really didn't tell the truth.

Wang Xian saw that the black ash and dead qi he had originally collected turned into a dark green color, and a trace of incredible look flashed in his eyes, and then he hung down the ground vigorously and shouted: "He harms me, he harms me!"

"In any case, it is a fact that you have mutilated living beings, and you can't leave these grievances on your body!"

The man surnamed Wu said, and the brown bowl was like a beast of prey, quickly absorbing the mist.

Not to be outdone, Xiaobai swallowed these mist and did not give in to the man surnamed Wu.

Fang Yan acquiesced to Xiao Bai's actions again after learning that after Xiao Bai absorbed these mist and was able to resolve the resentment in it, which helped it recover its strength as soon as possible.

Soon, Wang Xian, who had originally cultivated to the late stage of Ning Yuan, was under the joint efforts of the man surnamed Wu and Xiaobai, and his cultivation plummeted, and finally became a transparent figure.

Compared with human cultivation, ghost cultivation is the weaker side before the cultivation reaches a certain level.

What's more, Wang Xian ran into Fang Yan, a monk whose cultivation had already established the foundation of the Great Perfection, as well as a descendant of immortal birds like Xiaobai, plus a mysterious man surnamed Wu.

Soon, Wang Xian's cultivation was defeated and retreated, and finally became a transparent figure, and his cultivation degraded to the stage of planting the Dao.

Although Wang Xian was unwilling in this process, he still didn't understand at the moment that Fang Yan and the man surnamed Wu were both advanced cultivators, at least for him.

What's more, Xiaobai and the man surnamed Wu have extremely powerful means of restraining ghost cultivation, and he can't even struggle, he can only watch his cultivation be scattered.

Subsequently, the man surnamed Wu and Xiaobai finally stopped absorbing.

Wang Xian was angry and unwilling at the moment, and was about to release two cruel words, but he was suddenly sucked into the bowl of the man surnamed Wu.