In the Badwater Swamp, several monks were working hard to hunt carrion beasts, and suddenly a spirit stone fell from the sky. Several monks nearby were stunned, and before the monks could react, a few pieces of spirit ore fell. Immediately afterwards, all kinds of magic weapons, spirit stones, spirit mines, spirit grasses, spirit trees, runes, jade slips, and other goods fell from the sky. For a time, the monks of the Badwater Swamp were in a sensation. At such a time, where there are still people hunting carrion beasts, the monks who get the information are basically fighting for the goods that have fallen from heaven.

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"Hey...... You slow down......"

Yun Peng flew rapidly with Bai Yitong, shaking him to the ground.

Under the leadership of Yun Peng, Bai Yitong finally passed through the high mountain from a mountain stream intertwined with mountain ranges. Fortunately, this mountain stream is only more than 3,200 zhang high, otherwise it would be difficult for him to cross. Flying all the way, Bai Yitong and Yun Peng got along very happily. One person and one demon, sometimes they laugh like humans laughing with each other. For example, Bai Yitong made Yun Peng fly a little slower. The other party, however, deliberately sped up his speed, and at the same time was able to simulate the laughing facial expressions of human beings.

"Ahh

This time, maybe Yun Peng's movements were too violent, and Bai Yitong suddenly fell off his back. Luckily, it's close to the ground. Bai Yitong let out a secret sigh, and a pair of transparent wings flashed out. In a few ups and downs, he stood on a pillar in a courtyard.

"Chirp!"

Yun Peng let out a clear roar, and suddenly landed. It's just that its body is too large. As soon as it stopped, half of the pavilion water pavilion in the courtyard collapsed.

"Ah...... There are youkai!"

The people in the courtyard heard the movement and immediately ran out. As a result, when I saw a big bird the size of three feet, I immediately shouted in fright.

For a while, the courtyard was crowded, and dozens of mortals ran out, thinking that they were the occupants of this courtyard. Seeing the dozens of mortal people rushing and shouting at his feet, Bai Yitong sighed helplessly. Then he waved his hand, and a volley of mana enveloped the entire courtyard. For a moment, it enveloped everyone in the courtyard, making them temporarily immobile.

"Folks, I'm sorry. Because of my carelessness, I have destroyed your houses. So be it, and I will compensate you for your losses. ”

Bai Yitong used his mana to freeze the mortals under his feet, and immediately apologized to them in his mouth.

As soon as the words fell, Bai Yitong waved his left hand, and a cyan mana group followed his thoughts, instantly enveloping a broken beam a zhang away. Then, the broken beam flashed yellow and suddenly turned into gold. Although his Qingyin True Technique is only in the initial stage, the speed at which he transforms these mortal things is still quite fast. In just an instant, all the wooden beams turned into gold in half a day, and the eyes of dozens of mortals on the ground suddenly widened in shock.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm going to let you go, but please keep quiet!"

After speaking, Bai Yitong glanced at everyone, and then waved his hand to untie the mana of the mortals under his feet.

"Immortal Master is not strange, we mortals don't know the true body of the Immortal Master, please forgive the Immortal Master!"

Dozens of mortals were freed and fell to the ground.

"Everyone, please get up, I'm just a minor friar, and I passed by the precious land today, and I was careless when this happened. ”

Bai Yitong saw everyone bowing down, and he was a little flustered. Strictly speaking, he had only been a monk for two or three years. He was just a mortal boy before, and he had never received such a great gift.

"The immortal master is above, and the disciples still have something to ask for today, and I hope that the immortal master will be fulfilled. ”

A leading old man continued to bow to Bai Yitong.

"What's the matter? ”

Bai Yitong waved his hand to help everyone up with mana, and then he flashed in front of the old man.

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In the next half an hour, the old man invited Bai Yitong into the hall and told him the whole thing in one breath. It turned out that the old man was the head of this village, and their village was originally a remote mountain village in Jianqi Country. The village has always been peaceful, but not long ago something strange happened. Zhang Laohan, who herded sheep for a living in the west of the village, got up early that morning to find that a few steamed buns that had been placed on the stove last night were missing. Originally, this was a trivial matter, and he thought that it was stolen by stray cats, dogs or other animals in the mountains, so he didn't care. But for three days, every morning I would find that the steamed buns had been stolen. Zhang Laohan was vigilant, and hid in the dark that night, planning to catch the cat and dog who stole food at night. The third watch at night is the time when people are asleep. Zhang Laohan's sleepy eyes were suddenly awakened by a black shadow. He crept behind the grass and grass, and as soon as the shadow approached the stove, he swung his hammer and struck at the shadow. Who knows, the black shadow suddenly turned around, grabbed the hammer, and slammed Zhang Laohan to the ground. Zhang Laohan could see clearly through the moonlight that where the stray cats and dogs were stealing food, it was clearly a woman wearing a black cloak. It's just that the woman's face is pale, but she is seven points not like a human being. Zhang Laohan was stunned on the spot, and then he couldn't afford to fall ill. Whenever the third watch at night, he would be in a trance and mutter: There are ghosts, there are ghosts......

"Is there such a thing?"

Since cultivating immortals, Bai Yitong has known that the so-called ghosts of mortals are actually a kind of living beings in the world. The ghost is a kind of soul monk, and the ghost is the illusion of the spirit of the mountain, rock, earth, and wood. Listening to what the old village chief relayed, this woman who stole food in the middle of the night was probably a ghost, that is, a kind of soul cultivator. It's just that he doesn't understand what this ghost is doing stealing food. It stands to reason that soul cultivators don't need worldly food. They feed mainly on the breath of the dead and use the aura of the netherworld.

"Take me to see Zhang Laohan......"

At Bai Yitong's request, the village chief immediately took him to Zhang Laohan's house. As soon as he pushed open the tattered wooden door, Bai Yitong felt a thick ghostly aura. He smiled slightly, and with a sharp inhalation, he sent a large amount of ghost qi into the Mud Pill Palace. Ghost qi, corpse qi, and death qi are all products of the derivation of underworld qi, which can naturally be absorbed by mysterious lotus seeds.

Looking at Zhang Laohan's appearance, he was entangled by ghosts, and all kinds of diseases followed. Bai Yitong didn't say much, and reached out to put the sick talisman entangled around Zhang Laohan into a jade bottle. Then he took out another jade bottle and put away the ghost qi that had invaded Zhang Laohan's body. He improvised and stored some of the negative cultivation materials. One is because in front of these mortals, it is inconvenient for him to cultivate. The second is to make more preparations for the future impact of the Nayuan realm gate.

"Ahem...... What's wrong with me. Chief...... You're all here?"

Zhang Laohan's ghost qi illness charm had just been removed, and his body was still very weak. However, the complexion is much more ruddy.

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