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Houses, courtyards, stone streets, shaded trees, flickering lights, sparse figures, and surrounding walls, and looming formation prohibitions.

This is Qingluan Village.

Although it is only three or five miles away, it looks a little weird, a little depressing, and a little deserted. And this is where thousands of men, women, and children live. Among them, there are mortals, and there are also a large number of immortal cultivators. Walking through the dimly lit streets, a sense of consciousness kept sweeping in. The disheveled consciousness of different strengths and weaknesses seems to have inexplicable variables hidden in it, making it impossible to discern and speculate.

"Friends from outside, listen, now that the ghost clan is infested and the Quartet is chaotic, my Qingluan Village has to be strictly guarded......"

"Please go to the Tianluan Inn to stay overnight, once the ghost clan invades, you should be the same enemy, and it is your duty......"

"You said the Jade Temple, how could the master of the Jade Temple take care of the small Qingluan Village. What's more, the whereabouts of the ghost clan are secret, and they can't be prevented. Fortunately, there are seniors who have stepped forward and formed a formation here to protect themselves......"

"Blessings......"

No fault stopped and looked back.

The two middle-aged men, after closing the stone gate, did not leave, but sat in place. The two of them were obviously monks guarding the door or guarding the formation, and after receiving the spirit stones, they were also enthusiastic, not only explaining a few words, but also explaining the causes and consequences here.

The ghost clan swept villages and market towns everywhere, making people panic. In Qingluan Village, there are monks gathered all year round, so they join hands to build a high wall and set up a formation in order to protect themselves in the chaos. As for whether it can resist the invasion of the ghost clan, no one knows. And with the strength of the crowd, it is not known whether there will be a fluke.

"Those old ghosts, more and more unscrupulous, ......"

Blameless let out a sullen breath and continued along the street.

Although he could have walked away and avoided this place from afar. And suddenly facing such a situation still made his heart a little heavy. Now that I think about it, what Wan Shengzi said is pure. Even the demon clan, the ghost clan, and the Jade God Temple, each with a ghost fetus, have caused today's chaos, and the rights and wrongs in them are still not to blame for him, and they are inexplicably and inexplicably involved.

Isn't it?

It was precisely because he offended the ghost clan and the demon clan that the ghost red and the ten thousand holy sons had an excuse to make trouble. It was precisely because he made trouble in the Dragon Dance Valley and dealt with the five priests for several years that the Jade Temple took care of one or the other, and inadvertently fueled the arrogance of the ghosts and demons.

And if he hadn't killed Shuheng back then, he wouldn't have gone out of Shenzhou, he wouldn't have offended the Jade Temple, and what happened now wouldn't have happened. Doesn't it mean that he is not to blame and is the real culprit?

It's!

Could it be that he should hide in Fenghua Valley, be a teacher, and then let the Jade Temple ban the Divine Continent, and live his whole life in a state of confusion?

Hmph, it's just that the sword in his hand is not sharp enough.

Ghost Chi, Ten Thousand Holy Sons, and the Jade God Venerable, and wait, there will always be a day when the account will be settled......

With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly on the deserted street.

Although he acted arrogantly and unconventionally, he always believed in one truth, that is, he was worthy of the sky and bowed to the ground. Why is the world chaotic now, black and white are reversed, which makes him at a loss, and he feels lost. In other words, he can't tell what is right or wrong, and often does not know what to do. Fortunately, he did not forget that he was a layman......

Turning two streets, there is a courtyard with two rows of stone houses, and lanterns are hung in front of the door of the street, and the word "Tianluan" is written in ancient style.

That's where you stay.

But the door is closed?

Blameless walked to the inn and pushed the door in.

Suddenly, the popularity was overwhelming, and the laughter was endless.

The shopkeeper who has built the foundation and cultivated is nodding in greeting, and the guy who has been refining qi and cultivating has stepped forward to greet him. Regardless of the number of days of accommodation, ten spirit stones a month, no bargaining, food and drink expenses are additional, and so on.

There were several tables in the hall, and they were filled with fifteen or six people, all monks, with different appearances and cultivations, gathered in one place, or telling about the danger of encountering the ghost clan, or telling about the luck of escaping, which caused the onlookers to marvel and then burst into laughter.

Wu Blame handed over ten spirit stones, asked for a guest room, and got an iron brand, which should be a forbidden card for the guest room. Seeing that the store was quite lively, he stopped and watched. And everyone was busy talking and laughing, and no one paid attention to his presence.

At the wooden table in the room, several middle-aged men who were immortal cultivators were still talking about the ferocity of the ghost clan and what they had seen and heard in recent days.

"Have you ever heard of corpse refining?"

"It has long been heard that the refining of corpses is made by living people, and it is divided into ghost corpses, corpses, and ghosts......"

"That's right, the ghost clan kills mortals, and can only refine ghost corpses. And if you kill an immortal cultivator, you can refine the corpse. And after the cultivation of the corpse demon, he has spiritual wisdom and becomes a ghost, which is no different from a ghost and witch master......"

"It's too scary, you can't kill it......"

"If such a group of demons attacked my Qingluan Village, wouldn't it be more auspicious and ......less auspicious?"

"Hmph, ghosts and witches are terrifying, and now where the ghost clan goes, there are countless tragic deaths, which makes people talk about ghosts. As for whether Qingluan Village can be preserved, it is not yet known......"

It is reported that although the ghost clan is rampant, it still has some scruples after all. Now my Qingluan Village has gathered hundreds of immortal cultivators, and they have built walls and formations. The ghost clan didn't dare to attack easily, otherwise once the stalemate continued, it would inevitably reveal its whereabouts and attract the encirclement and suppression of the Jade God Temple......"

"That's right! I've also heard that the ghosts are secretive and spread all over the place, and they rarely go out in groups. And the people of Qingluan Village are overwhelming, self-preservation, and drinking ......"

Guiltless smelled the wine and couldn't help smacking his lips. The alcohol addiction is coming, and I can't help it. He took out a few spirit stones and threw them on the counter, changing them for two jars of wine. And he was carrying the wine jar, thinking about going over to join in the fun. But in the corner of the store, there was an old man sitting with white hair covering his face, bowing his head and drinking.

The old man's dress and the immortal cultivation he presented were very inconspicuous in the crowd, and he looked like an ordinary monk.

As if he had seen a monster, his eyes shrank, his heart pounded, and he just wanted to leave the inn.

Before he could turn around, the old man put down the wine bowl and seemed to look at him, and said loudly: "People and ghosts are not separate! You and I are immortal cultivators, but if we meet the ghost clan, we dare not retreat, and we should kill ......them."

"What this Daoist brother said is not bad, it is a matter of life and death, who dares to stay out of the ......"

"Fortunately, several seniors such as Xun Wanzi and Peng Su stepped forward......"

Blameless forcibly dismissed the idea of leaving, pretending to be nothing, with a smile on his face, no different from the monks present, and then carried the wine jar through the shop and went straight to the backyard. When he walked through the courtyard again and came to the door of a stone house on the west side, a divine consciousness that had always followed behind him quietly disappeared. After confirming that the guest room was correct, he took out the iron card and crossed it, walked to the room with his feet, closed the door with a "bang", and did not forget to bless a few prohibitions, and then the pestle was silently stunned in place.

The so-called guest room is a stone room, but it has more formation prohibitions, which is free from external interference, and is convenient for resting behind closed doors or retreating in peace.

And this time I came to Qingluan Village, not only to rest. He wanted to know the Jade Temple, or the movements of the demon clan and the ghost clan. It was indeed worth the trip, but it was too unexpected......

Wuyi was stunned for a long time, and then quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

There is nothing unusual outside the door, and the room is extremely quiet. But there is no pearl illumination, and the room is dark and gloomy.

Let's stay overnight, find a wine shop tomorrow morning, buy a few jars of old wine to take with you, and then leave Qingluan Village.

Blameless jumped on the wooden couch and sat cross-legged. He seemed to have lingering palpitations, and poured it into his arms.

Well, the wine is spicy, and you can drink it.

After a while, a jar of wine bottomed out.

He grabbed another jar of wine and continued to drink it. When the jar was empty again, he burped and spat on the wine, and he lay down on his back with his arms folded, his eyes flickering slightly in the darkness.

Qingluan Village has at least three or five hundred monks. It is said that so many monks were summoned by several human immortal masters such as Xun Wanzi and Peng Su, including the children of the family, the Xiaoxian Sect, and the scattered cultivators, just to build high walls, set up formations, and join forces to resist the invasion of the ghost clan.

A few human immortal cultivators dared to fight against the powerful ghost clan, and no matter what happened in the end, they were all brave and insightful people!

And those few immortals are not real masters, because there is something else hidden in Qingluan Village. Such as......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but reach out and touch his eyebrows.

"Bang, bang—"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rapid knocking outside the door.

Blameless was startled, turned over and sat up, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to remove the ban.

I heard someone shouting loudly: "The ghost clan is coming, all your fellow Daoists should fight the enemy side by side......"

Ghost Clan Attack?

And I just came to Qingluan Village, but in two or three hours, a ghost clan appeared, which is too coincidental!

Wu Blame didn't have time to think about it, and dodged out the door.

I saw that the figures were chaotic and noisy.

And the shopkeeper of the inn is standing in the courtyard, raising his hands, and making a loud promise-

"Ladies and gentlemen...... And expel the ghost clan, and return the house money in full......"

Blameless followed the crowd out of the inn and looked around.

I didn't see the figure that made him jealous.

At midnight, the moon should be hanging high, but the sky is hazy and the prohibition is shrouded. In other words, the formation of Qingluan Village has been opened.

And a large number of monks appeared in the streets, and immediately they sprang up from the ground and went straight to the stone wall.

Without any blame, he jumped onto the stone house across the street.

On the roof, a man and two children lived in the house, perhaps huddled together in their arms, trembling and resigned to fate......

After passing a few rows of stone houses, we came to the bottom of the fence hundreds of feet away.

The wall is embedded with a formation, which is urged by the spirit stone, and at this moment, a faint layer of mana light is flashing.

Xu is method of arranging the formation is not skillful enough, so that the huge formation is not enough to envelop the entire Qingluan Village. The light of that layer of formation looked a little fragile.

Blameless jumped over the stone wall.

On the wall, there were monks standing tall, and hundreds of people lined up in a row, each with a flying sword in their hands and a united posture, which may also make up for the lack of power of the formation.

Looking through the light of the formation, the Midnight Valley is clear at a glance......