With a wave of her hand, the woman with the folding fan trapped Wu He's spirit in the formation: "Where else do you want to escape?"

Wu He had no room to fight back at all, and his eyes suddenly widened in horror: "No, no, you are not a fake Dan...... You're Jin Danxiu!"

The folding fan woman said disdainfully: "Boring ......" She never said that she was in the realm of fake pills, but Wu He himself had always thought it was just that.

Although there is only a slight breakthrough between the False Dan realm and the Jindan realm, it is not the same level, and it can also be said that the monks of the Jindan realm can completely crush the monks below the Jindan realm. The reason why she couldn't break the formation before was because all the monks in Wuzhen concentrated all their spiritual power in the formation, which caused the Jindan realm she thought she had.

Wu He used all his strength to break free from the formation and absorb the spiritual power in his leyline, only the spirit of Wu He remained, and at this time, due to the injection of spiritual power into the leyline, it gradually changed from transparent to entity. Visible to the naked eye, the physical body of an entity is formed.

Seeing Wu He's magical powers, the woman with the folding fan said disdainfully: "It's almost ...... to steal learning."

She doesn't want to deal with Wu He too much, in her world, if she wants to kill, she will hit it or not kill, she will never save any strength.

At the same time as Wu He formed her body, all her coiled black hair was scattered without wind, and the ten female cultivators all turned into folding fans and fell behind her back. The eyes that closed suddenly opened, and his eyes were like a lightning bolt: "Virtual-real-of-the-bound!"

When the sound fell, a huge black hole appeared in the sky above the entire Wuzhen. It can be seen that there are countless pairs of bloodthirsty eyes flashing in the black hole, all of which have no flesh, and can only vaguely see that there are remnant souls who want to escape, and some remnant souls are sucked back by the huge suction force when they escape, and even the souls are torn apart.

Not only Wu He was surprised, but even Wu Shi and Wu Yan were equally surprised. I never thought that the magic power of the folding fan woman would be so domineering, and it would be so similar to Wu He's magic power.

In Wu He's surprise, his physical body and even his spirit were sucked into the black hole, including the entire leyline of Wu Zhen, the remnant soul and spiritual power of the dead cultivators, none of them were spared.

The time was very short, so short that before Wu He's frightened voice could be heard, the black hole disappeared, and once again transformed into ten female cultivators, and then formed a black and shiny folding fan in her hand.

The long hair that had just fallen from the folding fan woman was automatically coiled on her head, and she smiled lightly: "You have to learn the secret art of my clan more well, otherwise...... ...... that is easy to be eaten by me" Fang Cai's serious expression had long disappeared on her face.

Wu Yan and Wu Shi have been with her for so long, they have never seen her look so serious, nor have they seen her magical powers, and they have always thought that the folding fan in her hand is just a puppet made by her.

The two of them saw the supernatural powers of the Jindan Realm for the first time, and they were speechless in surprise. Seeing that the two of them were embarrassed, she smiled lightly: "Take the little doll and go back...... Do you still want to fight with the people of Jiuzong Mountain?"

Wu Shi had nothing to say, carried Yi Xiaobai on his shoulders with one hand, and followed their footsteps back to the ghost market.

In just a hundred breaths, the four of them appeared in the ghost market shop. The man in the seat was looking at a porcelain vase, and said indifferently: "You broke through?"

The folding fan woman smiled faintly: "Yes, master!"

These words surprised everyone present, and Wu Shi finally couldn't help but ask, "What kind of cultivation are you?"

Sitting on the man: "Go to the Fake Dan Realm before Wuzhen, break through the Fake Dan after sucking the undead, and enter the early stage of Jindan......"

Wu Shi's eyes widened in horror: "You...... The undead in your supernatural powers are all monks from Wuzhen...... The leylines of the Crane are the stepping stones for you to break through...... Who the hell are you?"

The man who sat on the seat finally smiled: "The man who rebelled against the sky!"

A Jindan realm monk will consume the resources of a town monk, and no one knows what resources the Jindan Throne in Jiuzong Mountain has spent. In the cultivation realm where the strong survive, they never sympathize with the weak.

For them, there was nothing wrong with a town monk being able to help them break through. A monk who has reached the Jindan realm can destroy a town without ten breaths. If you can destroy nature, you can also build it, Wu He naturally thinks the same way, otherwise he would not sacrifice the entire town to break through, but he is a failure to break through. The secret art is not as subtle as the folding fan girl's learning, but it was devoured by her.

Success and failure are just around the corner, either I die or you die!

Wu Yan and Wu Shi finally understood the cruelty of the cultivation realm. From the cruelty of Wu He's killing of the whole clan, to the sadness of becoming a stepping stone for others, they have gradually accepted this fact. The hatred at the beginning also slowly dissipated in my heart with the demise of Wu He.

The woman with the folding fan understood this truth earlier than them, and she would break through in battle. At this time, her cultivation was still unstable, and it took some time to consolidate the golden pill that had just formed in her body.

The man who sat on the seat raised his hand and punched in a spiritual power to the woman who folded the fan, and when he closed his hand, the person had already swept out of the door, and the voice was still in the ghost market shop: "When you two break through, return to ......"

After Wu Shi's words fell, Wu Shi's arm slowly grew, and the injuries on Wu Yan's body healed. The man melted my porcelain vase on the table, and they thanked him in unison: "Thank you, master!"

The folding fan woman walked out of the ghost market shop charmingly, followed by the sluggish Yi Xiaobai. In a hundred breaths, the two of them left the ghost market.

The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, like a paradise. There is a thatched house, a farm, a peak, and a waterfall......

The woman with the folding fan pushed open the bamboo door. An invisible force turned Yi Xiaobai around, the tight black dress on her body had already faded, and she walked up the stone steps with her completely exposed, and then pushed open the door of the thatched house, and a wide red dress wrapped around her. Yi Xiaobai's body was also able to move at this time, and he walked in sluggishly.

As he walked, his consciousness became clearer and clearer until he returned to normal. The moment he returned to normal, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been pricked by a needle. He didn't have the memory of Wu Zhen in his mind, but his feelings were still there, he seemed to be in great pain, and he had broken down, but he couldn't remember anything. He desperately recalled, but there was nothing, and the memory stayed before being put into the iron cage.

The woman with the folding fan was meditating in the room and said slowly, "Little doll...... Thank you again. ”

The painful feeling in Yi Xiaobai's heart has not dissipated, and tears have been circling in his eyes.

She explained, "If it weren't for the spiritual power injected into your body by the old master, I wouldn't have been able to break through quickly. ”

Yi Xiaobai sat on the steps of the door, his hands covering his heart, as if something was pressing on him, making him unable to breathe.

After meditating for a long time, the golden pill of the folding fan woman was also completely stable.

He finally asked, "Did something happen?" and why...... Why am I in so much pain, but I can't think of anything!"

The woman with the folding fan slowly spoke: "Don't forget the painful memory...... Little doll, I know that you have a connection with the old master, and I shouldn't have let you go, but ...... But I hope that one day, we can meet there......"

She suddenly sighed, "That's it...... This spiritual abyss is for you, there is a formation I laid here, which cannot be detected by the monks below the Jindan realm, and there is also a hundred years of spiritual power I have stored here for you to cultivate. From here, a hundred miles to the east is the Jiuzong Mountain ......"

As the sound fell, the long black dress she had taken off outside the door was already on her, and she walked out slowly, her back gradually blurring until it was transparent.

Yi Xiaobai's pain was slowly dissipating, and he shouted in the direction of her disappearance, "Who are you?!"

The voice of the woman with the folding fan fell from the sky: "Da Xi...... Red ink ...... "With the voice descending, she just put on a red dress."

Yi Xiaobai raised his hand to catch her red dress, and said to himself: "Da Xi Hongmo......" His mind came to mind her face and her bewitching figure, as well as her smile that was never serious.

"Da Xi Hongmo!"

Yi Xiaobai always felt that something was going on between her and herself, why there was a trace of hatred for her, and a trace of inexplicable thoughts in her heart.

No matter what he thought, he couldn't get back the memory that belonged to him from Daxi Hongmo.

He stayed in Lingyuan for more than half a month before returning to the mountain.

As soon as he returned to the land, he saw Fu Lingxian and Chun not seeing the two arguing, blowing their beards and glaring, as if they were about to pinch them.

Chun didn't see him coming back, and immediately stopped fighting with Fu Lingxian: "Xiaobai...... What good things did you buy at the ghost market? It's too unkind to go out secretly for a few months and not come back, right?"

Fu Lingxian answered: "That's it, Yi Xiaobai, we have been waiting for you for a day, and we haven't seen you come back...... I heard that there was a robbery in the ghost market that day, and we thought you were robbed...... They all said that they should come out early, and there are always some people who make trouble......"

Both of them saw his sword case: "Hey, what are you carrying?"

Yi Xiaobai put down the sword box and opened it: "The sword given to me by the shopkeeper of the ghost market shop, I bought a sword box." ”

"Ghost market shop?" "Ghost market shop?"

Fu Lingxian said suspiciously: "Which ghost market shop?"

Yi Xiaobai opened the white: "In the shop at the end of the market alley, the shopkeeper's gray hair covers one eye." It was said that it could be exchanged for spirit stones, but I heard that the items sold by those monks were too expensive, so I thought about exchanging some spirit stones......"

Chun didn't see it: "Xiaobai, are you crazy?"

Fu Lingxian: "Yi Xiaobai, you may be very sick...... and then thought again: "What about the spirit stones you exchanged?"

Yi Xiaobai: "I bought a sword box." ”

Chun didn't see it and asked distressedly, "So you changed all the good pills for a sword box?"

Yi Xiaobai explained: "At first, I changed more than 100 spirit stones, and the shopkeeper said to give me a sword, so I went to choose a sword, and finally bought this sword box with those spirit stones...... So I don't have a spirit stone. ”

Fu Lingxian first sensed that he had met a liar, so he stopped him and said, "Wait...... Have you encountered a loose cultivator and deceived your good quality elixir? What sword box is worth a hundred spirit stones?"

Chun didn't see it: "I guess it's a loose cultivator who sees that you are so deceived, and used a broken sword box to deceive your good pills." However, it's okay little white...... The first time I went to the ghost market, it was inevitable, and the first time I went, I was deceived into buying some broken things with a few spirit stones. Once raw and twice ripe!"