The place where Changsheng chose Wang Xiaotao to practice was a remote mountain village.

Changsheng said that that kind of place is the best place for experimentation, and if successful, the most loyal followers can be obtained.

It is far away, and there are few other gods who have preached in the past, if this kind of place can be taken, then Wang Xiaotao can gain stable faith power.

It doesn't matter if you can't take it.

Remote mountain villages are inaccessible, and people elsewhere don't know about their failures.

The name of this small mountain village is Dacheng Village.

It is said that now there are ghosts and shadows in Dacheng Village, and there are red-clothed ghosts who are causing chaos, and Changsheng immediately took the opportunity to go to Dacheng Village to exorcise evil spirits.

Now the two of them are sitting in the driverless carriage heading to Dacheng Village, and Changsheng and Wang Xiaotai are counting the materials they brought this time.

"Here are five hundred exorcism talismans that Jin Nanjing has personally blessed, put them here with me first, you hang this frost sword on your waist, why haven't you dressed yet!"

Changsheng saw Wang Xiaotao's clumsy appearance in clothes, and immediately put down the things in his hand and helped her put on her clothes first.

Wang Xiaotao has never seen such complicated clothes in her life.

Layer after layer, layer after layer, spread out dozens of meters long.

Changsheng said that this was the first appearance of the Fuyao Fairy, and it had to be amazing and memorable.

Now people like the fairy of the white funeral department, and found her an embroidered white dress that was enough to drown Wang Xiaomos.

The skirt is embroidered with lotus flowers, and there are ten layers of layers, each of which is several meters long, but the white dress is made of a special material, and although the material is solid, it is not bulky, but extremely light.

Wang Xiaotao turned around in this skirt, and when the skirt fluttered, it was like a dream, this is a beautiful skirt that many little girls can't dream of.

There are no disadvantages except that the waist and abdomen are too tightly buttoned.

Wang Xiaotao was a little out of breath by this skirt.

She felt that no normal person could pant in this skirt, which restrained people and could only be a soft-spoken lady.

In addition to this debut battle skirt, Changsheng prepared for Wang Xiaotao, there are many evil exorcism weapons.

There are 500 exorcism talismans, as well as a peach wood sword that has been opened, the freshest cinnabar, and the Immortal Society also prepared a spirit sword frost for Wang Xiaotao.

Although Wang Xiaotao does not have spiritual power to urge this sword, this sword is really beautiful, the whole body is snow-white, and the cold light is awe-inspiring.

Coupled with Wang Xiaotao's beautiful white dress, with wide sleeves and fluttering clothes, she is very beautiful.

Changsheng said that this is the most popular costume in the cultivation realm now, and Wang Xiaotao believes it, after all, the immortals in the Nine Heavens are also like this funeral style of wearing linen and filial piety.

"Put the talisman of the giant spirit cannon in your storage bag, and use the giant spirit cannon as soon as you see that you can't bear it, you know!"

Finally helped Wang Xiaotao get dressed, carefully inspected the Frost Sword, and Changsheng asked her to check the most important equipment she carried on this trip, the Giant Spirit Cannon.

All fear of the unknown comes from lack of preparation.

The use of the Djinn Cannon is very simple, the real Djinn Cannon is already installed on this carriage, and it is activated and ready to use.

As long as the red talisman in Wang Xiaotao's storage bag is torn, the giant spirit cannon can immediately bombard the location of the torn talisman indiscriminately.

The Giant Spirit Cannon is generally used to attack the sect's guardian formation, and once the Giant Spirit Cannon is used, the entire Dacheng Village will be razed to the ground under a single cannon.

In this, the people and gods are destroyed together, let alone the red-clothed ghosts.

And Wang Xiaotao and Changsheng both have trigger-type guardian arrays on their bodies, so they can naturally get out safely under the attack of the giant spirit cannon.

Perhaps because he had already lost the Divine Lord Immortal Companion once, Changsheng cared very much about Wang Xiaotao's safety.

Wang Xiaotao looked at the equipment of their car and felt that she was really overprepared.

These things are enough to fight a small ghost country, and now they are just taken out to deal with a terrible ghost in a small mountain village.

Changsheng felt that this was very necessary, although he was just a little ghost in a small mountain village, but this was Wang Xiaotao's debut battle, and he couldn't ignore it.

The carriage stopped, and they looked at each other, knowing that Dacheng Village had arrived.

The mountains are like hugging, and the white dew is breezy.

Changsheng pressed the position of the carriage, and when the carriage was boarded, it was misty and immortal, and there were a little pink petals falling from the sky outside, sprinkled on the earth.

Wang Xiaotao took a deep breath and walked out of the carriage in the fluttering fairy music.

Hunting in white, her snow-white skirt fluttered in the wind, her demeanor was dignified, and a little red tears between her eyebrows made her even more shocked.

Wang Xiaotao, who was originally only eight points in color, was fully lined with ten colors by this set of equipment and atmosphere, and he was really as compassionate and compassionate as a god descending to earth.

Changsheng listened to the silence outside, and thought that it was this dress that suppressed these hillbillies outside, and he was secretly proud, the first step, success!

But Wang Xiaotao didn't give herself a signal to let herself out.

They had said before that Wang Xiaotao would try to speak as little as possible, and everything would be explained and handled by Changsheng.

The immortals are high, or they still hold some postures, and it is better to say less.

"Come out, there's no one outside."

Wang Xiaotao lifted her skirt and jumped out of the carriage and knocked on the side wall of the carriage.

No one?

How so?

The carriage has been playing fairy music for more than half an hour, and this sound is blessed by the magic circle, not to mention a village, the people and beasts of the whole mountain should hear this sound.

How can you not be curious when you listen to Xianle?

How could there be no one to greet them?

Changsheng also stepped out of the carriage.

As soon as he got off the carriage, Changsheng smelled a foul smell faintly coming from the village, like suddenly opening a hundred-year-old coffin buried deep underground, and the stench made people unable to stand steadily.

Changsheng quickly took out a Qinxiang pill and fed it to Wang Xiaotao's mouth, watching her eat it, "This is the incense pill that the Immortal Association refines by itself, and after eating it, it will not invade." ”

"I'm afraid Dacheng Village is over."

Changsheng turned his head to look at the village directly in front of them, the whole village stinks, and it also exudes a strong resentment, which is completely unsuitable for human habitation.

But they could still vaguely see the villagers coming and going outside the village, and they were at peace in the midst of the stench, as if they could not smell the disgusting smell, and their faces and actions were as usual, and they looked no different from ordinary people.

"When my son turned around, my mother's tears flowed!"

"My son turned around for the second time, and I was worried about my mother."

There was a terrible cry from the other end of Dacheng Village, and the wind was mixed with the unique sound of paper burning.

The tongue of fire burned the white paper money into flying ashes, and a funeral procession kept throwing paper money from the village towards the two, and the fly ash and paper money were scattered all the way, and some fell in front of the two.

"Turn around three times and go forward! Four turns, go to Xianyou! Five turns, don't worry! ”

An old woman stood at the front of the funeral procession with a black spirit card, her voice was shrill and piercing, and her face was more unwilling than resentful.

"Six turns, send your son to the head!"

"Don't look back! Don't look back! ”

She walked away as she sang.

The entire funeral procession didn't seem to see Wang Xiaotao and Changsheng on the side.