Chapter Ninety-One: A Strange Little Mountain Village

Putting all the books away, Bu Yuntian's eyes revealed a solemnity. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are many more demon cultivators recorded in these books than those recorded in the books of Tianyuan Sect, and after reading it again, he has a deeper understanding of demon cultivation.

Almost all demon cultivators are ruthless. The moves of the demon cultivator are even more varied, and they also have all kinds of incredible effects. Those with high cultivation are killed by those with low cultivation, and those who die are unknown, which is rare among monks, but it is a common thing in demon cultivation. This made Yun Tian worry about Qian Rou even more, and it had been nearly five years since Qian Rou was taken away by that demon cultivator. He really had to work harder, not to wait any longer, to keep going.

"After this mission, if you don't get any news of the forbidden exercises. Then it can't be trusted. I have to be strong fast. Bu Yuntian showed a determined gaze in his eyes, and got up and went to the Sect Trading Pavilion. In the face of demon cultivation, he needs to prepare some restraint things, and he still has 20,000 contribution points earned from Lu Feng, which is enough to buy some things.

Seven days later, Bu Yuntian's figure appeared in the Law Enforcement Hall, stepped directly into the teleportation array, and teleported to the edge of the Holy Heaven Sect.

An outer disciple who had been guarding here saw Bu Yuntian walk in, and showed a sneer, and a few transmission notes flew around.

After a period of shuttle, Bu Yuntian's figure appeared directly on a formation platform. He looked around and slowly walked down the stage.

I saw that the surroundings were barren, without any people, without any breath of life, but there was a very depressing breath in the air, which made people breathless. Only when you look at the extreme point can you see a touch of green.

There was a clattering sound, and it was completely hidden. At the same time, a bright light flew out of the formation and fell into Bu Yuntian's hand, it was the formation talisman. Three months later, when the array platform resurfaced, Bu Yuntian could use the array talisman to directly teleport to the array platform, and then return to the Holy Heaven Sect.

After putting away the array talisman, Bu Yuntian began to rush towards the green in the distance.

A small village appeared in front of him, Bu Yuntian stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face revealed caution.

"The yin qi is a little heavy, it seems that there are demon cultivators here. ”

It's a small, sleepy village with no one on the streets. As the weather gets late, the wind blows in the streets. The wind was not strong, but it made a sound like a ghost's roar.

Walking on this desolate street, a white sword was taken out by Bu Yuntian, holding the sword in his hand, looking around with a wary face.

The windows in the surrounding rooms were all dead on wooden signs, and there were traces of unknown creatures on them. But the strange thing is that there is no trace of any fighting around, there is nothing broken, and what is even stranger is that there is no breath of life at all.

Walking and walking, Bu Yuntian's eyes froze, his figure moved, came to the door of a house, and knocked lightly. In this room, Bu Yuntian felt a breath of life, it should be a living person. He could ask if the demon cultivator was still here. If the cultivation is low, he will kill him directly.

The door slowly opened a crack, and through the crack appeared an old eye, which revealed a hint of surprise, and then was replaced by panic, and looked around. An old, wrinkled hand quickly pulled the door open.

"Kid, it's getting dark, come in quickly. As soon as it gets dark, those guys are going to come out. As soon as the door opened, a kind-faced old woman appeared in front of Bu Yuntian. I don't know if it's an illusion, but suddenly Bu Yuntian felt that the air around him had become a lot colder.

Bu Yuntian frowned slightly, but he still obeyed the old woman's words and walked in directly, and the old woman quickly closed the door.

It was very dark, except for three oil lamps, which lit the whole room. The oil was dim, and most of the room was still in the dark.

"Come on, kid, you sit here. Do you know how dangerous you were just now? At night, the man-eating guys are going to come out. The old woman asked Bu Yuntian to make a chair, with a kind look on her face, preaching.

Bu Yuntian still didn't speak, he always felt that there was something wrong with the old woman in front of him. In the whole small mountain village, only this house has the breath of life, and there is no other place. If it was as the old woman said, then how did she survive? In addition, Bu Yuntian obviously felt that the yin qi in this room was much higher than outside.

"Child, if you don't say it, you must be thirsty. I'm going to pour you a glass of water. Seeing that Bu Yuntian did not speak, the old woman held an oil lamp, turned around, and walked towards another place with heavy steps. As soon as he turned around, his kind face changed, and his whole face became extremely hideous.

"I didn't expect that the wanted criminal of the sect could be caught by the old man. It seems that God will help me. This matter must not be known to anyone in the sect. This is the credit of the old decay alone. The old woman thought to herself. The figure slowly disappeared into Bu Yuntian's eyes and appeared in a kitchen.

The old woman took a porcelain bowl, filled it with clear water, and then put her hand into her clothes, and when she took it out again, there was a small and small thing in her hand that resembled a centipede. The old woman let out a sneer with a hideous face, and threw the little thing into the bowl. The little thing is completely integrated into the water, and you can't see anything.

"This is an old and decrepit work, even if the realm monk drinks this bowl of water, he will die. Not to mention a kid who cultivates the Qi Realm. The old woman took the bowl of water, and walked in the direction of Buyuntian with heavy steps, and a kind smile appeared on her face again.

Putting the water on the table, the old woman looked at Bu Yuntian kindly, and there was a hint of urgency in her eyes at the moment.

"Drink, kid. This is our sweet and delicious water. ”

Bu Yuntian looked at the water and pondered for a moment. He was a little skeptical that he was a little suspicious. The old woman in front of her did not seem to have a problem, and the water did not seem to have a problem. Could it be that this place is just bad feng shui, so the yin qi is heavier. The old woman was just lucky enough to survive.

After running for so long, Bu Yuntian was also more thirsty, just picked it up, ready to send it to his mouth, his eyes suddenly condensed, and then slowly put it down, looked at the old woman, showed a smile, and said softly: "Thank you, old woman." However, I suddenly wanted to sleep. I'll go to sleep first, and I'll drink this glass of water when I wake up. I wonder if you, old woman, will allow me to stay with you for one night. “

As he spoke, Bu Yuntian yawned a lot.

The old woman's eyes revealed a trace of unwillingness, but she hid it in the depths of her eyes.

"Of course, no problem. Kid, go sleep in the first room on the right on the second floor. This glass of water, old decay will be kept for you, just remember to drink it later. The old woman said, and at the same time placed an oil lamp on the table.

Bu Yuntian picked up the oil lamp, went upstairs, and disappeared in front of the old woman.

In an instant, the old woman's face changed, and her tone revealed unwillingness and anger.

"Damn, if it weren't for the fact that the old man only studied poisons, he would still use it like this to deal with the mere Qi Cultivation Realm. Isn't this kid going to find anything? I'll have to test it later. “

Closing the door, Bu Yuntian's face suddenly showed vigilance, he was still too lax just now, and he almost fell into the path of demon cultivation. If it hadn't been for that thing, Bu Yuntian might have taken a sip.

"Thank you, Great Gunner. Don't worry, I'll definitely fix you. Bu Yuntian looked at the back of his hand, where there was a sign of a small gun. Wu Xiu Bu Yuntian retreat, except for the family treasure in his body that he couldn't take out, or something, the spiritual root Dao Bu Yuntian brought it with him.

Fortunately, with this, Buyun genius escaped.

took out a pure white candle and lit it, and the warm light shone on the whole room, Buyun Tianpan sat up, closed his eyes and rested. I don't know the level of the old woman, and Bu Yuntian doesn't dare to act rashly, so let's observe it first.

It was late at night, and a small insect was crawling towards Bu Yuntian's room, but through the crack in the door, as soon as he entered the Yuntian room, he was illuminated by the light, and black gas came out of the whole insect's body, and then dissipated directly.

From downstairs came the miserable cry of an old woman.

"Bright Candle!"

At this time, Bu Yuntian suddenly opened his eyes, a sneer appeared in his mouth, and he suddenly got up and went downstairs.

Using this method, he could already see that the old woman might be very poisonous, but not necessarily elsewhere.