"As a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, you also have the face to take care of my affairs in Shushan? It's ridiculous!" Senior Brother of the Shushan Sect sneered.

"Oh, what's wrong with the disciples of the Kunlun Sect? You Shushan are not acting properly, anyone can discipline them!" Leng Yi stood up and said not to be outdone.

"Don't think that we are easy to bully because of the strength of the crowd, you know very well what your Kunlun faction has done! Now you are pretending to be a good person here, isn't it ridiculous?" said the senior brother of the Shushan faction angrily.

"If the Kunlun faction offends Brother Tai somewhere, I, Murong Yu, will accompany you here. Murong Yu said.

"Isn't it okay to accompany you? Thousands of lives, can you afford to accompany them?!" the senior brother of the Shushan Sect disciple roared angrily.

"Senior brother!" The junior brother of the Shushan faction glared at the senior brother sharply, and the senior brother immediately stopped his words, glared at Leng Yi and the others fiercely, and the two left the "Yangchun Inn".

"Thousands of lives, what's going on?" Leng Yi wondered. Looking at the panicked and angry expressions of the two Shushan Sect disciples just now, it didn't seem to be fake at all.

"It seems that there seems to be some shocking secret hidden in the Kunlun faction. Feixue said thoughtfully.

"Looking at that junior brother's last expression, it must have been that senior brother who accidentally said something and leaked his mouth, why did Shushan keep his mouth shut?" Murong Yue wondered.

"Damn! I should have arrested those two disciples just now and asked them clearly!" Leng Yi said with annoyance.

Feixue secretly rejoiced on the side, if he really caught those two Shushan disciples as Leng Yi said, I am afraid that it would develop into a situation where the two factions were fighting, after all, there seemed to be some kind of deep relationship between the Kunlun faction and the Shushan faction.

The mastermind behind it is unknown. The matter of the forbidden door has not been resolved, and now it is involved in Shushan. It's really a wave of unevenness!

But then again, things have to be solved one by one. The current plan is to solve the matter of the Nangong tomb. Leng Yi and the others prepared enough water and food in Luoyang City, and strolled around until nightfall.

"It's finally night, and I really want to see the ghosts traveling. Leng Yi said.

"I think the daylight goes by so fast that I really want to play again. Chi Yan said with emotion.

"Luoyang City is prosperous, but we have a heavy responsibility, so let's hurry up and leave for the ghost village. Murong Yue said.

After Murong Yue finished speaking, the group flew straight to the ghost village with the sword. As soon as you arrive at the gate of the ghost village, you can see that the ghost fog in front of you is unusual, and something is faintly visible in the air. Take a closer look. What a tragic scene came into view! Under the gray haze ahead, lonely spirits wandered and wild ghosts were everywhere. The entire ghost village seems to have turned into a mass grave, and occasionally a few terrible screams pierce the silent night sky, rendering this ghost fog even more eerie!

"We ...... It's like falling from heaven to hell. Ji Yan muttered in shock.

"This group of ghosts and wild ghosts don't go to the underworld, but they want to come to the world to be presumptuous, it's really bold!" Leng Yi roared angrily, the flames in his whole body suddenly rose, and he rushed into the ghost village with a "whoosh".

"Cry for me!" Leng Yi wrapped his hands around the flames. It burned wantonly, burning all the lonely ghosts in the vicinity to ashes.

"The enemy's strength is not yet clear, and he rashly intrudes, it is really reckless at all!" Murong Yu was very angry. But now I can only rush in with a sword.

"Let's go too. After Feixue finished speaking, the three of them also rushed in.

Firelight, sword light. The wind, the thunder. The turbulence of the water is constantly resonating. The haze that shrouded the ghost village gradually dissipated.

After clearing the ghost village of all the lonely ghosts, the starlight finally shone in, leaving a mottled afterimage on the land.

Murong Yue thought that after removing this group of ghosts and wild ghosts for the villagers tonight, they would gladly accept them, and then tell them everything they knew. However, the result was very different, completely beyond Murong Yue's expectations! And not only that, something even more unbelievable happened!

"I just rescued a woman from a female ghost, and at first she was very grateful to me, but when she saw me clearly, her face turned pale and she fainted in fright!

"Well, so do I. Instead of being grateful to me, the hateful stinky man even hit me with a wooden stick, and as soon as I turned around, he was so frightened that he threw down the stick and turned around and ran. Do you think the villagers of this ghost village are sick? Obviously, we are here to save them, but judging by their reactions, it seems that we are more terrible than those evil spirits. Chi Yan said depressedly.

"Just now I saw that the door of the village chief's house was open, so I wanted to go and find out. But I had only walked a few steps before he locked the door and could not knock on it. Murong Yu said.

"Could it be...... They're all possessed by demons?" Leng Yi guessed.

"Probably not. Judging by the feedback of the village chief and the villagers, it seems that they see us as unwelcome guests during the day, and at night they treat us as something more terrible than evil spirits. Murong Yue said.

"Why is that?" asked Feixue, confused.

"I don't know what the enemy has instilled in them, but one thing is for sure, the villagers will never see us again. Murong Yue said.

"Seeing that the enemy is so painstaking, the villagers of the ghost village must know some important secrets. Murong Yu said.

"It's a pity that we don't know, otherwise, we might not be able to get some serious information. Feixue said.

"Then in that case, why didn't the enemy kill the villagers? In this way, can't the aftermath be eliminated forever?" Leng Yi said strangely.

"That's not going to work, because in doing so, it will inevitably alarm the court, and once the court investigates it, they will never have peace. Murong Yue said.

"Hehe, but in this case, they will inevitably be a little negligent. Don't forget, we have a genius for illusion here. Leng Yi smiled and looked at Feixue.

"I—my illusion is still limited to vision, is it possible to break into the door?"

"Of course not. Blizzard, have you forgotten that you have a phantom flute?" Leng Yi reminded.

"Yes, in the words of the phantom flute. You can use your sense of hearing to cast illusions on the other party. Chi Yan said.

"And then there will be no need to break in, and the enemy will not find out that we have actually taken a secret from the villagers. In that case. We'll take the initiative. Murong Yue said excitedly.

"The four of us will go around and check the gates, and this place will be handed over to Feixue. This qiē. We must not let the enemy find out!" Murong Yu said. Now, it is finally possible to use the illusion of the flying snow to turn the situation around, but there is no need to be negligent in the details. Murong Yu's personality is so cautious, which is the opposite of Leng Yi.

"Well, I'll give it a try. As she spoke, Blizzard picked up the phantom flute from her waist.

"Feixue, I believe in you, you will definitely do it!" Leng Yi walked past Feixue from the right side, put his right hand on Feixue's shoulder, and said firmly.

Blizzard can always feel the power from Leng Yi's hands. This power can make her feel at ease.

Feixue walked to the door of the village chief's house and blew the phantom flute. If you want to cast an illusion on a person, then naturally choose the village chief, because he must know more than the others.

The sound of the flute is crisp and melodious, and the beautiful rhythm fills the ghost village, like a song, a cry, a dream, as if it wants to purify this resentful land.

Blizzard conveyed the idea to the guò phantom flute, and the sound penetrated the village chief's house and entered the ears of the village chief, his wife and children. Bewitch it all. After a while, the village chief's wife and children were asleep peacefully, and he himself suddenly sat up from the head of the bed and quietly opened the door. With his eyes closed, he walked up to Feixue.

Feixue put away the phantom flute and looked at the village chief with both eyes, at the same time. The village chief opened his eyes and looked at each other. The village chief's eyes instantly became blank.

"Hmm...... It seems that there are also risks associated with the use of phantom flutes, only for a while. It consumed nearly half of my spiritual power. Feixue thought to herself after a few breaths. However, the illusion has finally been launched, and the next step is to ask the village chief.

"Village Chief, in the name of the Lord of Illusions, I command you to answer my questions truthfully!" said Feixue.

"Yes, master. The village chief replied.

"Good. Let me ask you first, why do you refuse our help during the day, and at night, you treat us like something more terrible than demons?"

"Because early this morning an immortal came to tell us, and soon someone will come to us in the guise of an immortal, and let us never believe it, because it is an evil spirit! But fortunately, the immortals had the foresight to draw an invisible circle of light in every house, and as long as we stayed at home at night, those immortals incarnated by evil ghosts could not help us. The village chief replied.

"What a sinister and cunning group of enemies! How dare you say that we are evil spirits!" Blizzard cursed.

"..................," the village chief muttered, not knowing what to say.

Seeing this, Feixue hurriedly shouted, "Stop!" The village chief immediately closed his mouth and said nothing.

"Whew...... It was so dangerous that it almost woke him up. Feixue broke out in a cold sweat, and it seemed that she couldn't distract herself from the illusion manipulation.

"Let me ask you again, are the immortals who came this morning wearing blue and white robes? Can you depict their appearance? Also, how many people are they? are they male or female, and what are their names?" asked Feixue.

There were four of them, all dressed in blue and white robes. What are they called, I don't know, what they look like...... I remember they were all men, each with a sword, and their hair was a little long, and I can't remember the others. The village chief replied.

"Why is this called a ghost village, and besides, the ghost village is haunted every night, so why don't you move away?" asked Blizzard.

"Ever since I was born, this has been called a ghost village. As for the origin of the ghost village, I heard my grandfather tell me about it. It is located near the Ghost Gate, every year on July 14, the Ghost Gate Pass will always be open and not closed, and all the ghosts will travel when the time comes. A few brave people in the village even went to the Ghost Gate, but they all came back safely. Maybe it's because there are ghosts every year, and over time, this place is also called a ghost village. Anyway, there are ghosts every year, and we're used to it, so we don't think there's anything wrong with it. However, why are there frequent hauntings in recent days, and they are still evil ghosts, I think it must be that we are not sincere enough to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and we must sincerely pray to God tomorrow. Bless my ghost villagers, I really don't want to see my villagers suffer like this. The village chief was a little excited. Feixue hurriedly calmed him. However, the village chief's words were deeply reflected in Feixue's mind, no matter what kind of relationship the mastermind behind the scenes had with Kunlun Immortal Mountain. Innocent villagers should never be allowed to suffer!

Is it really just a coincidence that the Ghost Gate Pass is near the ghost village?

"Finally, I ask you. Is there anything I can do to stop the ghost gate from opening?" Blizzard asked.

"Yes, in the depths of Nangong's tomb, there is a ......" the village chief said this, but suddenly stopped, no matter how Feixue launched the illusion, he couldn't make the village chief speak again.

"Damn! these people are really thoughtful!" Blizzard cursed in a low voice, and quickly took out the phantom flute, allowing the village chief to return to his home. Then he fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing that the matter of Feixue had been settled, Leng Yi and the others also flew back.

"There are no enemies nearby, so it's up to us to take the initiative. Leng Yi said happily, but seeing Feixue's sad face, he couldn't help but worry: "Feixue, what's wrong with you?"

"Leng Yi...... I'm sorry, I didn't use it......" Feixue choked up, biting her lip.

"What's the matter, you've done your best, haven't you? Maybe when you get to the Nangong Tomb, there will be a surprise inside!" Leng Yi hurriedly comforted.

"It's like, we're the only one here who can use illusions, even if you don't ask anything. It's nothing. Chi Yan comforted, and Murong Yue and Murong Yu also nodded one after another.

"Hmm!" Feixue replied heavily, then wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.

"Then we'll go straight to the Nangong Tomb. Let's go, Flying Snow. Chi Yan said and took Feixue's hand and was about to walk towards the Nangong tomb.

"Also, it's not like I didn't ask for any information. Feixue grabbed Chi Yan and said. Then he told Leng Yi and the others what the village chief had just said.

"It turned out that this kind of thinking was instilled. Hearing this, Chi Yan suddenly realized.

"So to speak. It seems that the village chief finally stopped Feixue's illusion. Could it be that the enemy had already implanted some kind of idea in the village chief's brain. An illusion used to fend off the flying snow?" Murong Yue speculated.

"Wouldn't they? could they have anticipated our every step?" Chi Yan said in disbelief.

"It shouldn't be possible;" Leng Yi shook his head and said, "I guess it's very likely that we're going to enter the next reincarnation scene;"

"What's next?" This time it was Blizzard's turn to be shocked;

It's been a long time since I entered this fantasy world, and no one knows if there will be another scene, and if so, what will the next world look like?

"No matter what, I'm going to go up to Dead Star Peak;" Leng Yi said after thinking about it;

"Why are you going there?" Fei Xue hurriedly shouted when she heard this;

"No, I always feel that there seems to be something on it that we have overlooked;" Leng Yi thought of this, and turned around and walked without looking back;

He had to go and see it, or he might really go crazy if he had another experience like that;

"Then be careful!" Blizzard shouted as she waved her hand far behind her, choking in her throat;

"I will! wait for me to come back!" Leng Yi turned around, waved at Feixue, and then suddenly turned around and stepped forward......

Meteorite Peak, the highest mountain within a radius of 100 miles, is like Optimus Prime on the hills. The shape of the mountain is strange and precipitous, straight into the clouds, the white clouds in the sky linger at the half-peak all the year round, this peak stands forever, no one knows its origin. Those who want to climb can only look at the peak and shake their heads when they reach the foot of the mountain.

The height of the Meteorite Peak is rare in the world, and there is a lot less filthy miasma at the top, coupled with the dust and empty mines, and the vision is broad, so that the stars seen from this point on are more brilliant and bright than other places.

Tonight, the stars were sparse, much less than before, including the star that the Holy Master had been paying attention to recently. She knew that this god was about to surge again, but she was just an attendant beside the Holy Master, no matter how she guessed in her heart, how could she dare to make an assertion?

At this moment, the person who had just returned from Heavenly Desolate City stood respectfully under the main hall, and it had been a long time, she didn't dare to move a single bit, and the beads of sweat on her forehead that had not yet been steamed and dried fell on the blue and white stone slab along the hair that had already been soaked with sweat, making a "click" sound.

She was waiting, waiting for even the slightest movement at the end of the hall. The silence lasted as long as thousands of years.

However, there was a terrible silence in the depths of the hall, and a pin drop could be heard. A few pillars of incense have passed. There was still no sound at the end of the hall.

The soothsayer's anomaly made her feel like she was trapped in a crater, and even escaping became a luxury. Ever since she reported to the Prophet what happened to her in the Heavenly Desolate City. There was silence at the end of the empty and dark hall, and she could only follow the silence.

In the past, after she had finished her report, the prophet would always tell her to step down at the first time. Today, however, there has been silence and no instructions have been given. Without the voice of the Holy Master, she could only stand like this.

This was the first time since she entered the Meteorite Peak that she had failed to complete the task assigned by the Holy Master, and she knew that punishment was inevitable.

At this point, she had no reason to justify her mistakes, let alone her. In front of the prophet, she will completely lose even the courage to refute, and life or death will be between the prophet's thoughts.

If she continues like this, she will collapse completely......

However, a long sigh came from the end of the hall, accompanied by a faint light, breaking the long-suppressed dark hall.

Silently, an ink-colored figure appeared above the main hall out of thin air, and the wide robe wrapped the entire body tightly. Above the neck, there always seemed to be a hazy fog hidden and indistinct, even if the night clouds were facing it. It is also difficult to see the man's face.

The figure was a respectful and restrained person in the audience, and muttered in a voice that couldn't distinguish gender, "Can fate also be changed?"

The night clouds in the audience stood with their heads down. Be silent, in the presence of the prophet. The whole body and mind are as if they are transparent, and no matter how much they hide, it is just in vain. For twenty years. She had never seen the true face of the prophet with her own eyes, and the powerful oppressive force made her look like a humble mustard in the wilderness in front of the prophet, and even looking up was an unforgivable blasphemy.

The prophet seemed to stop pondering, turned to face the night clouds, and said, "Why didn't you bring that person back?"

Yeyun was startled, and finally came, only to hear the sound of "dong", she bowed down and said in a trembling voice, "Please punish the holy master."

However, the Prophet did not send down the wrath of the Thunder Court as he imagined, only to see the Prophet float over lightly, silent for a long time, and then did one of the most moving things that Yeyun had done since entering the Meteorite Peak.

I saw the prophet flicking his sleeves five zhang away to hold up the night clouds lying on the blue and white stone slab, "Have you been with me for so long, do you feel tired?"

After speaking, a blue light spread around the prophet, quickly filling the entire hall, and with the blue light spreading. Yeyun only felt a sense of relief in his whole body and mind.

Every time she came here, there was always an invincible and powerful oppressive force that overwhelmed her, but as soon as the blue light passed, the entire hall instantly brightened, and the powerful oppressive force disappeared, which was a relief she had never felt here for so many years.

"Is this—is this the power of God?", Yeyun looked around, as if he had come to this hall for the first time.

The Prophet did not answer her question, and continued, "From this moment on, this hall will no longer bind you in any way."

The prophet's words woke up the night clouds in shock, and she looked blankly at the prophet and whispered, "Any restraints?"

For the first time, he faced the prophet squarely, but apart from the wide robes, his face was still covered by a mist, and it was impossible to distinguish gender.

"Yes, any restraints, this has bound you for too long", still in a magnetic voice, the Prophet exclaimed, "I have known that you have changed since you returned from the Heavenly Desolate City".

Yeyun was instantly moved, "Why, why? I have never had two hearts, and I ask the Holy Master to ......."

However, before she could finish speaking, the prophet cut off her words: "Because, I am not a god yet!", his voice was not high, but it was resolutely irrefutable.

As soon as these words came out, Yeyun was even more panicked, and in his eagerness, he fell to the ground again, blurting out, "If Yeyun has any mistakes, I hope that the Holy Master will punish him."

"No, you're not at fault, it's just that you should leave", the prophet's whole body floated towards the skylight on the left side of the main hall, which seemed to be empty, but it was a transparent wall of energy, and in front of the skylight was a knife-like cliff to the bottom of the peak, on which the prophet often lived in astrology.

The prophet looked up at the dim night sky, and suddenly said, "There are still fortune trajectories in the world that I have not been able to detect!"

Nightcloud was silent, not knowing how to reply to the Prophet. The body slowly stood up, and then sat down on the ground, and a sense of loss suddenly welled up in the depths of her heart, she had been running alone all over the gods for twenty years, and now she seemed to be abandoned, lonely and helpless. A qiē was like a mirage, and it was gone away from her in an instant.

In the past twenty years, Meteorite Peak has already taken root in the depths of her heart, and she has even forgotten that she did not belong here. At this moment, she had only one thought in her heart, the Holy Master was going to expel her from Meteorite Peak, and this was no longer her dependence and home.

Where should she go?(To be continued......