Just when the atmosphere was slightly heavier, the night wind blew without warning in the mountains.

"This wind..."

The old dragon stretched out a hand, and the night wind flowed through his fingertips and whistled away.

Cheng Fan's eyes froze, and he suddenly remembered.

In Xiao Zhixing's memory, Yang Xiuguan will blow gusts of cold night wind every night.

Xiao Zhixing was awakened by the night wind more than once, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat after waking up.

Before coming to Yangxiuguan, Cheng Fan thought that the night wind was caused by Xiao Zhixing's senior brother Zhiyuan.

It can be seen that Yuan was completely refined into a blood corpse, but the night wind was still blowing up without warning, carrying a yin energy.

Now it seems that there may be something else inside.

"Senior Long, what's wrong with this Feng?"

Lao Long nodded slowly, shook his head again, his expression very entangled.

Seeing this, Nian Suixi asked in confusion: "Lao Long, what have you discovered? Just tell me and don't let go of any clues!"

"Okay. I seem to hear some smirking sounds vaguely, but I don't hear them in a real way."

The Kitchen God was slightly stunned, "Hey, Lao Long, could you be too careless?"

"I have traveled around the kitchens of various people, and there are also many people living in the mountains. The night wind was like a ghost crying. At that time, I went to take a look and found nothing."

Lao Long spread his hands, "Then I don't know, maybe I'm too careful."

The three seniors did not notice the abnormality, which was different from what Cheng Fan imagined.

"Don't think about it, aren't we going to find the blood corpse refined by Li Xiuyang? Why did we get to the wind again?"

Nian Suixi shook his head and said, then looked at Cheng Fan.

"Friend Taoist, if Li Xiuyang wants to control the blood corpses, he will definitely not let them escape from his sight. I will look for it on this mountain and I believe I will gain something."

Cheng Fan still had doubts in his heart, but finding a place to hide the corpse is the top priority.

He nodded and said, "Three seniors, let's start with this Yangxiuguan and search in a scattered manner."

The three seniors nodded, their bodies shook, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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It fell to a ground and cut off a trace of yin energy from the night wind.

Then take out the material from the system space and put a simple pattern on the ground.

The magic power is wrapped in the yin energy and placed into the formation.

"Looking at the decoration of Yang Xiuguan, it should have been less than a hundred years. How could it be set up in a place with such a strong Yin energy?"

Cheng Fan pinched the magic seal, activated the spiritual energy in his body, turned into a ray of spiritual light, and penetrated into the formation in the blink of an eye.

The next second, a glow of glow lit up in the formation.

“Huh?”

Cheng Fan frowned slightly.

"This Yin Qi... is indeed not transformed from the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, but the Yin Qi emitted by the dead souls."

What secret is hidden behind this?

Cheng Fan waved his sleeves and wiped away the traces of the formation.

Turning his head to look at the brightly lit main hall of Yangxiuguan.

It seems that all this has to be started with Li Xiuyang.

Cheng Fan pinched the magic seal with one hand, and his breath disappeared invisible, and then flew straight to the direction of the main hall.

...

Yangxiuguan main hall.

The owner of the temple, Li Xiuyang, sat upright on a futon on the platform, his lips constantly squirming.

Some of the disciples in the audience shook their heads, and some were drowsy. I don’t know how many people were preaching him seriously.

Cheng Fan frowned and listened for a while, and shook his head speechlessly.

What are the things that are all about?

Donkey lips are wrong!

Is this person really a foundation-building cultivation?

If Cheng Fan preached, even the little animals who could not understand his preaching were fascinated by it.

Nothing like Li Xiuyang, the disciples in the audience have already been hypnotized by him and started to fall asleep.

But Li Xiuyang didn't think there was any problem himself and muttered something unknown to himself.

A few minutes later, Li Xiuyang announced the end of his sermon.

Cheng Fan breathed a sigh of relief in the dark.

Finally the talk was finished.

If he listened to it for a few more hours, Cheng Fan was afraid that he would not be able to help but slash his head with a flying sword.

At this moment, Li Xiuyang called out the names of several disciples and asked them to prepare and would personally guide them in their practice in the near future.

Hearing this, Cheng Fan immediately understood that Li Xiuyang had the idea of ​​refining blood corpses again.

Cheng Fan's eyes turned cold and he had to think of a way to stop him from doing evil.

At this moment, Li Xiuyang suddenly said, "Knowing and practicing, I will go to the teacher's room later."

“Yes, Master.”

Xiao Zhixing bowed and said respectfully.

A trace of doubt flashed through Cheng Fan's eyes.

Why did Li Xiuyang ask Xiao Zhixing to go to his room?

Xiao Zhixing’s cultivation is too low, isn’t the time yet?

Without thinking too much, Cheng Fan quietly followed Li Xiuyang and followed him out of the main hall.

As soon as Li Xiuyang left, a noise broke out in the main hall.

"Dear brothers, does anyone understand what the master said? Second brother, do you understand?"

"Listen! I came to practice Taoism but didn't want to take math classes. I didn't expect that the master's preaching was even more hypnotic than math classes. What about you, Wu Lao?"

"So too. I've been fighting with my eyes and I haven't listened to it. I would have just slept like Lao Liu."

"Senior brother, you are slandering! You are slandering me! I obviously listened to Master's preaching very seriously."

"Take you down! I am really convinced that you are the sixth brother. Every time you shout the loudest, it makes me dozing off too. If it weren't for your family giving money to the temple, could you practice Taoism comfortably?"

Hearing this, the main hall burst into laughter.

Xiao Zhixing also smiled, but soon he couldn't laugh.

Several brothers suddenly sniffed and noticed that there was something wrong.

"Do you smell anything? It's quite fragrant."

"Yes, a meaty smell! I'm so greedy!"

"It's three days left to eat meat. Are you afraid you're crazy about greed?"

"Lao Liu! Are you secretly playing wild game again? How many times did the master say that if you can't eat wild game, you will be retribution!"

Lao Liu looked innocent: "I don't have one? I've been staying with the fourth senior brother today. If you don't believe me, please ask him."

"Ah... it seems like this is happening... right? This smells (sniffs) and smells like roast chicken? Master has returned from buying roast chicken?"

"How is it possible? With our master's temper like a rooster, he is so stingy that he is stingy and he is stingy and he is stingy!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The brothers laughed loudly.

The secret of Xiaozhixing is not good.

I don’t know if the senior brothers’ noses are so good or if there is a smell in their Taoist bags.

By the way!

It’s probably because the chicken’s feet were exposed and it was covered in the bag!

Xiao Zhixing said in a panic: "Several senior brothers chat slowly, Master summoned me, I'll go first."

Several brothers nodded, "Go quickly, Master hates others being late."

Xiao Zhixing suddenly felt like he was granted a general amnesty. He tightened his shoulder bag on his shoulder and hurried out to the hall.

Seeing this, Zhishan's fox-like eyes showed a smile and quietly followed Xiao Zhixing to leave the main hall.

Turning back, he smiled and looked at the brothers who were still guessing the origin of the meat smell.
Chapter completed!