Half a month later, a frightening storm fell on a desolate mountain range.

After the brilliance faded, a blue butterfly full of demonic energy appeared.

On the back of the butterfly stood a young man, it was Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian's figure flickered, and he stepped on the top of the barren mountain, looked around with some caution, with a trace of doubt on his face, took out a jade butterfly, and checked it.

The blue butterfly flashed with a flash of inspiration, and under the countless demonic qi reversed, its body was distorted, and it transformed into a human form.

"Young Master, isn't it in the wrong position?" Seeing Cheng Qian's puzzled face, the blue butterfly asked with a frown.

"It should be here, not looking for the wrong place!"

Cheng Qian's divine sense withdrew from the jade pupil and responded, followed by a dazzling glow in his eyes, and he activated the eye of the stars, seeing through the clouds, the mountains and rivers, and the underworld.

Seeing this, Lan Die stood aside respectfully and did not disturb Cheng Qian.

After a while, Cheng Qian's eyes locked on a peak not far away, and without saying much, his whole body was full of spirits, turning into a series of phantoms and flying away.

However, hundreds of zhang away, Cheng Qian's escape was naturally instantaneous, and Cheng Qian, who controlled the retreat, circled around the peak several times.

Suddenly, a gray mist suddenly erupted from the towering mountain peak, and then a big hole suddenly appeared on the belly of the mountain, and an old man's voice came from inside: "Cheng Daoyou, the general of the courtiers, really came to find the old man, this time is so much for the old man to wait, he didn't go anywhere, but Cheng Daoyou suddenly visited, the old man was disappointed, don't be surprised!"

As soon as the words fell, a wisp of yellow light suddenly erupted from the cave, and after a few flashes, it condensed into a ghost shadow in front of Cheng Qian, a fierce spirit with withered leaves.

"What did the withered leaf Daoyou say, Cheng Mou has been delayed because of some things in the past few years, and it should be the right to pay compensation. I've kept you waiting!" Cheng Qian smiled slightly, and when he saw the old ghost who came out to greet him, there was a hint of apology on his face.

During this period of retreat, however, it was a matter of delaying the dead leaves and fierce spirits.

"It's okay, it's only been three years, and the old man doesn't care about it. "As a ghost cultivator, the withered leaf fierce spirit will naturally not be taken into account at this time, so he will reveal this matter, after all, Cheng Qian still has the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Bead he needs, and this thing is what he desperately needs."

Seeing this situation, Cheng Qian made a one-handed move. The blue butterfly who was in the barren mountain in the distance understood, and the delicate body came to Cheng Qian's side in an instant, and entered the cave of the withered leaf fierce spirit with him.

The withered leaf fierce spirit had already seen the blue butterfly not far away, and seeing that the other party did not have any hostility, he naturally knew that it was Cheng Qian who brought him without guessing.

As soon as you enter the cave, your eyes suddenly open up, and you can't see it outside, and as soon as you enter the belly of the mountain, it is a pavilion.

The buildings here are different from those of the underworld. It is similar to the houses of the human world, and it is all built in the shape of an attic.

It seems that this guy has always been relieved of his identity as a Terran monk, even though he has been dead for thousands of years, he still retains the thoughts of the Terran.

Cheng Qian greatly appreciated this. He also cultivates the way of sentient heaven, and naturally understands that the fierce spirits of withered leaves still have concerns about the human world, and this kind of concern is also sentient beings, and they are sentient for people, things, and things.

"Why is Cheng Daoyou interested in the facilities in my house?" I asked with a heartbeat.

"Hehe, I'm really interested, I guess these arrangements. It's what you remember, Daoyou, right?" Cheng Qian smiled quietly and said a sentence that made the dead leaf fierce soul tremble.

The withered leaf fierce spirit looked at Cheng Qian with a somewhat surprised expression, what he thought in his heart was exactly like this, he missed the world very much, he missed his brothers and sisters very much, every time he saw the cave mansion he built with his own hands, he would touch the scene.

Although the entire cave house does not occupy a large area, it is basically arranged with reference to the pattern of the Spirit Realm Medicine King Valley, although Cheng Qian does not know this, but he who cultivates the Heavenly Dao of Love, he can naturally feel the unwillingness of the withered leaf fierce spirit.

"Alas, yes, this place is indeed arranged with my memory, every time I practice here, I will miss my senior brothers back then, and I want to see if they are okay!" The yellow pupils of the withered leaf fierce spirit revealed a trace of memory, and there was a deep longing on his face.

This is not at all like the expression that a ghost cultivator can show, but it is conceivable that the relationship between the withered leaf fierce spirit and the human world before his death was extremely deep, otherwise he would not be so reluctant.

"Daoyou is really a person with affection, Cheng admires it!" Cheng Qian, as a cultivator of the Heavenly Dao with affection, has a great change in his opinion of the withered leaf fierce spirit at this moment, and he has a sense of pity for him.

Cheng Daoyou praised it in seconds, it is precisely because of this that for so many years, the cultivation under the lower has not advanced an inch. Speaking of this, the withered leaf fierce spirit looked regretful, shook his head and sighed and said, "Heart Demon Barrier!"

Looking at the other party like this, Cheng Qianyou didn't know that the withered leaf fierce spirit had a demon armband, but the ruthless heavenly way of the other party's cultivation was a loving path, which became a lifelong obstacle for him, and the knot in his heart could not be opened, and the cultivation of this ghost would always stay in the stage of transforming into a god.

Of course, if there are more heaven and earth resources to support, he can also forcibly push his cultivation up, then it will be a matter of abandoning the basics.

"The bell must be tied to the bell, and the Taoist friends are reluctant to love the world, so don't be reluctant, look at some. Cheng Qian comforted him: "As long as your cultivation reaches an extremely high level, won't you be able to fulfill this long-cherished wish?"

"Alas, it's not that the old man hasn't thought about it like this, but when I reach that realm, I'm afraid that the world will be wrong for a long time, and I won't change the year!"

Cheng Qianzhi, who was watching, shook his head, even though he looked very indifferent, he couldn't help this ghost cultivator, after all, the demon in his heart belonged to the other party, as long as he could step on this demon, his cultivation would inevitably rise.

"Fellow Daoist, you have to overcome your own thoughts!" Cheng Qian didn't say much, and walked into a house unceremoniously after speaking.

There are candlesticks, tables and chairs inside, which are very similar to the human world, which makes Cheng Qian a little distracted, and a little nostalgic for the world.

A fluttering sentence, hearing the ears of the dead leaf fierce spirit, was tantamount to a sledgehammer, which smashed heavily into his heart.

It is true that he did not overcome his thoughts, sometimes he wanted to give up his ghost path cultivation and fall into reincarnation to forget everything in this life, but he couldn't do it, he didn't dare to do it, because he was reluctant.

Wake up with a word, Cheng Qian's words made him sober, he wants to defeat his thoughts, in other words, defeat his demons.

"Cheng Daoyou, thank you very much!" The withered leaf fierce spirit seemed to have made up his mind, and his eyes lit up as if he understood something, and he couldn't help but say thank you.

PS: A thousand words less today, and a more chapter tomorrow. (To be continued......)