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After realizing the benefits of the Ten Divine Monuments, Luo Feng began to practice even harder. Pinshu.com

At the same time, Xu Qingyu was probing the spiritual veins around Daye City.

Ever since he learned that there was something wrong with the spirit veins of the Immortal Heaven, Xu Qingyu was worried every day.

On this day, she finally couldn't help but start exploring the spiritual veins.

Xu Qingyu is very self-aware, and the places she chooses are all places that are abnormal but relatively safe.

For example, this area of Daye City is actually the logistics base of the Immortal Heaven, which provides a food source for the Immortal Heavenly Monks.

Specifically, many of the monks in Daye City were just ordinary people or ordinary martial artists, and they had no hope of cultivating and didn't want to leave the Immortal Heaven, so they stayed here to be responsible for planting the Spirit Valley and providing spiritual rice for the monks of the Immortal Heaven.

Since she was a child, Xu Qingyu has come to Daye City many times, and she is very familiar with this place.

Because the Ethereal Sect is only a third-level sect, most of the monks of the sect live in Daye City.

For Xu Qingyu, this is her second home.

Following the familiar road, Xu Qingyu came to the edge of the spiritual vein.

After walking for a while, she finally determined that a part of the spiritual field had lost the protection of the spiritual vein, which indicated that the spiritual vein had shifted, that is, the dragon had turned over.

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Qingyu continued to walk forward.

Luo Feng is the person she likes, and the light on this man is too dazzling, she wants to do more to prove herself.

Therefore, Xu Qingyu decided to continue to explore the spiritual vein.

When he walked to a large area of Spirit Valley, Xu Qingyu's face changed, damn fire snake.

In the boxy sea of green plants, black scorch marks unscrupulously spread their teeth and claws.

It must have been a good deed of the beasts who walked on fire, but their momentary playfulness had caused them a great loss.

It's a pity, what a good crop, all of them have been ruined, Xu Qingyu looked at the green seedlings on the ground, his face was full of sighs, this land was not shrouded by dragon veins, no wonder these beasts were so arrogant.

Linggu has wheat-sized grains, rare spiritual power, and an incomparably sweet taste, the problem is that people like to eat, and many demon beasts also like to eat, so its yield has not been high.

It's really distressing to lose such a large piece of land all at once, but what can be done. This is the Tianxuan Continent, and sometimes this happens

That's good in comparison - just a loss of some food, and if these dangerous monsters break into the city, the situation will be even more critical.

Thinking of the demonic beast many years ago, Xu Qingyu still had palpitations, if it weren't for the Sword Sect and the Spirit Vein guarding here, Daye City might be really dangerous.

Thinking of that time, all the monks, regardless of gender, young and old, fought against the demon beast together, Xu Qingyu smiled knowingly

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At that time, everyone was really united, and then they managed to get through it, and that feeling of watching and helping each other makes her feel happy every time she thinks about it.

A green frog flew over his head, and Xu Qingyu swallowed his saliva, looking delicious.

This is a passing frog, if she is more able, she can keep it, and it not only looks delicious, but is actually delicious, especially its pair of meat whirring wings, which are really tender and fragrant, and only need to be roasted with fire to be delicious. When she was seven or eight years old, Xu Qingyu once ate it, Xu Bin beat it with a stone, not to mention the taste, it was really delicious, and she almost swallowed her tongue that time.

However, although this little thing is just a demon beast, it has a strange speed and a flexible body, Xu Qingyu knows that he has no way to take this little thing.

After determining the deviation of the spirit vein, Xu Qingyu became more and more active and began to collect abnormal events near the spirit vein.

Half a day later, looking at the mountain peaks in the distance, Xu Qingyu groaned, not knowing what to do.

Through investigation before, Xu Qingyu learned that several monks had died mysteriously in the Bell Temple.

Everyone said that there was a ghost in the Bell Temple that was harming people.

Because the dead are insignificant disciples, the sect has not paid attention to it, but Xu Qingyu combined with the abnormality of the spiritual vein, and felt that the matter here was not simple.

It's just that although Xu Qingyu is now a one-star martial spirit monk, she doesn't have much actual combat experience.

In addition, Xu Qingyu was particularly afraid of those ghosts.

So, she hesitated.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xu Qingyu touched the talisman treasure given to her by Mo Luofeng.

She finally made up her mind that since Luo Feng was so good, then she couldn't be too weak.

What's more, if no one stops that monster, it will definitely kill again.

Xu Qingyu always has to take care of this kind of thing.

"I'll go to the Bell Temple first, my monks are not afraid of a battle. Xu Qingyu finally made up her mind, at least she was a one-star martial spirit, and if she thought about it, she was the one who was most likely to solve the disaster.

So, she had to try.

Only how to solve the ghosts, Xu Qingyu has no good way, he can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, this is the so-called "knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains".

Of course, if she hadn't had the treasure Luo Feng gave her, she wouldn't have taken such a risk by killing her.

In the face of death, Xu Qingyu can face it fearlessly, but the ghosts really make her hair from the heart.

Xu Qingyu took the risk with the idea of becoming a benevolent person if he didn't succeed.

Three hours later, Xu Qingyu stopped in front of a hill.

She knew that the mountain she had climbed over was the so-called Bell Temple, which was in the mountainous area of Daye City, and there were basically no monks who came over it.

On the top of the mountain, Xu Qingyu looked all green at a glance, dotted with several lights in the rolling green sea, each of which was a small lake, and the nearest small lake was where she was going.

Looking at the temple like a small black dot by the lake, Xu Qingyu was beating a drum in her heart, she didn't know what was waiting for her there, was there really a ghost?

After going down the mountain, Xu Qingyu did not delay and went straight to the small lake.

After walking for a while, Xu Qingyu glanced at the red sun and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

At this time, she began to regret it, feeling that this time she came was really inexplicable, first of all, even if there was anything strange here, she probably couldn't see it, and secondly, the time she chose was very bad, very bad, what if it was dark.

Although there were no powerful demon beasts here, Xu Qingyu was afraid that there was something more terrifying than fierce demon beasts here, and she secretly swore that she would never spend the night here.

After hesitating for a while, Xu Qingyu still chose to move on, and he was always a little unwilling to come and take a look.

Deep down, she actually wants to be a hero.

The main thing is that the death experience changed her, giving her an inexplicable intuition that she would not be in danger, at least not in danger of her life.

Xu Qingyu walked towards the small lake, looking at the golden sunlight sprinkled on the lake from a distance, it looked like a little golden scales from a distance, which looked mysterious and beautiful.

Something was wrong in front of her, Xu Qingyu suddenly slowed down, and a layer of mist filled the direction of the lake, and this layer of mist shrouded her as if someone was driving her.

She looked back, and the distant mountains and white clouds were all vivid, without a shadow of fog.

However, the mist came strangely and quickly, and as soon as she turned around, she was already surrounded by the fog.

There is definitely something wrong with this fog, I have never seen fog at dusk, and it is still in summer, this is not common sense at all, Xu Qingyu frowned, this is the only way to go to the Bell Temple, and it is impossible to make a detour.

All of a sudden, she was in a dilemma, it was almost impossible to return the way she came from in such a big fog, and she was likely to get lost in the mountains.

But if she doesn't go back, she can only spend the night in the Bell Temple, which makes people feel creepy when they think about it.

After thinking about it for a while, Xu Qingyu could only stubbornly hold on to the end, except to continue to move forward, she had no other choice, and it was her who went all the way to the black.

At this time, her eyes were already pitch black, and everything she could see was blurry, and even the tall trees she could only see the silhouettes of the black ones.

The sun seemed to set completely in an instant, and the sky was pitch black, and the dark clouds pressed very low, setting off the surrounding atmosphere more and more claustrophobic and quiet.

Xu Qingyu groped his way forward, thinking at the same time, it is now afternoon, it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to get dark, even if it is a rainstorm, the vision will not become so bad.

Moreover, she also noticed that after the fog appeared, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and there was not even a single insect scream, how could this be wrong? This is a summer mountain mountain, and it should be noisy to death, but the mosquitoes and flies that are usually annoying have all disappeared in this instant, and they seem to be busy escaping from some terrible and mysterious thing.

In the mist, Xu Qingyu relied on inertia to move forward.

In the dark, claustrophobic environment, her senses became extremely acute, but when she looked up, she could only see some dark and plausible things, which made her can't help but start to think cranky.

Then, the memories she had tried so hard to avoid along the way came to her mind, and she actually knew what the Bell Temple was enshrined and the origin of the temple.

Fifty years ago, there lived a loving couple at the foot of the mountain, the man was a craftsman, and he was particularly good at making bells, and the family lived happily until the husband was seriously ill, and before he died, he hung a bell on the eaves and told his wife that if the bell rang, then it was her who came back to see her.

The wife buried her husband's body in tears, and after that the bell often sounded without wind, until at last it rang like a shower, and the poor wife wept day and night, and finally died of exhaustion, and went early to accompany the craftsman.

After the tragedy, the older generation thought that the bell had killed the woman, and not only did not destroy the bell, but instead built the bell temple and worshipped the bell as a god.

In the past, Xu Qingyu would only feel sorry for the poor widow.

But now in this strange environment, when she thinks of this story, she only feels cold and hairy all over her body.

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