The Central Plains of China, located in the center of the world, has a vast territory, fertile land, clear water and green mountains, rich aura, a distinct cycle of four seasons, refreshing air, picturesque scenery, and wonderful ends.

Compared with this place, Miao Jiang, where the mountains and rivers are dangerous and the rivers are vicious, and the poisons and Gu things are rampant, compared with here, it is not a concept at all compared to the most primitive and backward mountain villages and the most magnificent cities, and it is no wonder that even if it is considered a heresy, the strong people of Miao Jiang still rush here one after another.

Today, on the land of the Central Plains, the righteous path is prosperous, the evil demons are declining, and many righteous sects are like pearls, releasing dazzling brilliance on this land and expelling all darkness.

On this day, a demon cultivator with three hundred Left Dao disciples entered the land of the Central Plains, like a drop of black ink dripping into a transparent pool, and began to slowly erode the transparent water source.

"Senior brother, the air here is so fresh, I feel a lot more relaxed when I take a breath. ”

"Senior brother, the aura of the Central Plains is too strong, at least dozens of times that of Miao Jiang. ”

"Big brother, the scenery here is so beautiful and pleasing to the eye. ”

This is the first time for the three hundred disciples to come to the Central Plains, and a pair of eyes only feel that they are not enough, and their spirits are a little excited, and they can't stop babbling.

The white bone spirit understood their feelings, so he didn't distract them, and nodded or smiled in agreement.

"There is an inn in front, let's go have something to eat and inquire about the specific location of Wutai Mountain by the way. When everyone crossed a green hill and came to an endless plain, the white bone spirit pointed to the inn not far away.

Three hundred people is actually not a small number, when they walked into the inn, instantly attracted everyone's attention, a little er with a towel on his shoulder trotted over and asked, "Are the guests eating or staying in the hotel?"

"Eat, I just don't know if you have such a big place here. The White Bone Spirit said.

"There will definitely be no room for you to sit in the inner hall, but it would be better if this was the case, so we will set up a table for you in the courtyard for you to eat together. The innkeeper greeted him in person and said with a smile.

The white bone spirit said: "It's okay, the shopkeeper's job is to do it." After making it, you can put the meat and wine on the table, and you don't have to worry about the money. ”

The shopkeeper liked this kind of cheerful guest, and immediately ordered the men to start adding tables, chairs and benches.

After a short time, the tables and chairs were set up, the wine and food were served, and the three hundred disciples ate the wind and clouds, and the wine was like drinking water, and the voice of the wine was inevitably louder, which attracted the attention of the diners in the hall.

"Be quiet!" The white bone spirit didn't want to cause trouble, and after entering the Central Plains, he even hid his demonic energy, stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, and said.

The power of the White Bone Spirit in the hearts of these disciples was almost like that of the Mixed Yuan Sect Master, and the degree of closeness was even higher, seeing him speak, they all lowered their voices, and the inn suddenly became much quieter.

"Let go of me, let go of my ......" Half a moment later, the half-hidden door of the inn was suddenly pushed open, and a burly man in a purple uniform and carrying a purple fairy sword on his back, holding a boy in a red belly pocket in his left hand and a girl in a red belly pocket in his right hand, followed by a group of purple-shirted swordsmen, walked into the inn proudly.

"A few heroes, are you eating or lodging. Seeing that they were not easy to provoke, the innkeeper took the initiative to greet them and said with a smile.

"Even food and shelter. The burly man said.

"Inside please, inside please. The innkeeper bowed and said.

"Help, help......" The two children struggled violently in the hands of the strong man, raising their eyes to look at the disciples of the Wutai faction, with tears in their eyes, and they were pitiful.

"Big brother. Zhu Yuyan shouted softly, his eyes full of inquiry.

If the White Bone Spirit said that it was to save people, the three hundred disciples would be able to rush forward and save the two children right now.

The white bone spirit glanced at her calmly and said, "Eat your food, drink your wine, nosy people usually don't live long. ”

Zhu Yuyan was very afraid of the white bone spirit, shrunk his neck when he heard the words, and honestly pulled the food on the table, and did not dare to ask.

After a while, the three hundred disciples finished eating, and the white bone spirit asked the shopkeeper to pay, and the group walked out of the inn.

And not long after they left the inn, the yellow sand suddenly flew out of the entire inn, the fairy light was shining, and two blue-faced and fanged ghosts swayed on the yellow salon roll, and their long claws were harvesting human lives.

Hundreds of guests who were staying or eating were killed by the ghosts, and their bodies and spirits were swallowed by the yellow sand. After a long time, the wind and sand subsided, but the inn of Nuoda was gone, only a burly man in a purple shirt, holding two children in both hands, with a few disciples in the same clothes, walking in the direction where the white bone spirit and others left, the two children kept struggling in the hands of the man, shouting loudly for help, help, with tears on his face.

"All put on cloaks of invisibility. As he was walking, the White Bone Spirit suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice.

The three hundred disciples didn't ask why, and together with the white bone spirit, they immediately summoned an invisibility cloak and put it on their heads.

Three hundred and one people were invisible, as if they were three hundred and one wooden stakes, motionless.

"Help, help......" It didn't take long for a weak shout to be heard, and the combination of several purple-shirted monks and two children reappeared in front of everyone.

These people stopped in front of the three hundred disciples and walked around the neighborhood several times, as if looking for something, but to no avail, they gradually left.

The white bone spirit did not give an order, and the three hundred disciples did not dare to move, and there was still no sound here. As if a gust of wind was blowing, several purple-shirted men came here again, but the two children seemed to be tired of crying and closed their eyes.

After half a cup of tea, the two children opened their eyes and began to cry and struggle, and the purple-shirted monks moved their legs and feet and gradually left the place.

"Let's go. As the sun went down, the Bone Spirit whispered.

"Senior brother, do you have a problem with those two children?" The group walked silently for hundreds of miles, and Zhu Yuyan couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked.

"The Purple-shirted Friars are the mounts of the two of them. The white bone spirit said softly: "It should be a ghost cultivator, I vaguely smelled the breath of the Yellow Spring." ”

"Didn't you say that the Central Plains Demon Dao was in decline, how could there still be such a powerful ghost cultivator?" Zhu Yuyan said in surprise.

The white bone spirit spoke calmly: "If the Central Plains Demon Dao had not declined, these two little ghosts would not need these monks to cover their ears and eyes. After all, I can smell their ghosts, and so can others. Two imps have been captured by righteous people, who will care about such idle things? For them, this is the best talisman. ”

"How high is the cultivation of those two little ghosts?" Kou Zhun asked.

The Bone Spirit pursed his lips and said, "I can escape from them, and none of you will be their enemy." ”