Chapter 1164 Station. (The Third Update! Please Subscribe!)

Public worship?

Ming Media is getting married?

Li Lieyue was startled for a moment, apart from her, has Junior Brother Pei ever paid homage to other women? ?

Why has she never heard of it?

At this time, they had already reached the stairs, Li Lieyue calmed down and said coldly: "Even so, you can't spread the word!"

Yan Minghua frowned slightly. Didn't she have to get Li Yaonv's consent when she talked about cultivation with Junior Sister Qiao?

However, it is common for a demon girl to behave strangely, but she doesn't need to talk nonsense with this witch!

Thinking of this, she said in a flat voice: "I listen to Fellow Daoist Pei."

Li Lieyue snorted coldly and said, "Okay."

While talking, they had already walked up the stairs.

Turning a corner, Li Lieyue replied, "Junior Brother Pei doesn't know when he will come out, I'm going to retreat for a few days to practice."

Yan Minghua nodded slightly, now in such a fierce place as Yousu Tomb, the stronger the strength, the better. Taking advantage of the temporary safety now, it is necessary to stabilize the cultivation base to the greatest extent.

So, she also said: "I also plan to practice."

Now that the two had already walked up to the second floor, Yan Minghua randomly chose a practice room and walked into it.

Li Lieyue continued to walk forward, and soon she reached the door of the room she had used before. She pushed the door open and walked in without noticing anything unusual in the room.

However, just after crossing the threshold, the door closed automatically with a "bang"!

Li Lieyue frowned, and immediately became vigilant, but when she looked up, she saw an old man in a feather coat and a crane cloak, with pure black pupils, and the aura around him was almost nonexistent, sitting on the futon, watching quietly. look at yourself!

It's the ancestor!

Li Lieyue was taken aback for a moment, and after she realized it, she immediately used a secret method to detect the identity of the person who came.

After a long while, she bowed and saluted: "Disciple Li Lieyue, I have met the ancestor!"

After finishing speaking, she continued, "The disciple and Junior Brother Pei encountered Su Lijing's incarnation and killed him, and strayed into Yousu's Tomb. This place is isolated from the inside and outside, and all means cannot be used, but I don't know how the ancestor found it?"

Li Xin's face was calm, and he spoke slowly: "Pei Ling Dao returned to the void, and the soul lamp had a vision, so the old man came here."

"The purpose of entering Yousu's tomb this time is to take you and Pei Ling away."

"Where is Pei Ling now?"

Li Lieyue said briefly: "Junior Brother Pei has found a fortune, and is collecting it now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to escape for the time being."

Hearing that Pei Ling was collecting fortune, Li Xin nodded slightly, and then said: "In that case, the old man will take you back first."

As he said that, he didn't care whether Li Lieyue agreed or not, densely packed soul shadows immediately appeared around the two of them, and the ghost shadows overlapped as if they were real, and suddenly dimmed.

When all the soul shadows were as pale as cicada wings, the figures of Li Xin and Li Lieyue had disappeared.

The teahouse stands quietly in the white mist.

Neither "Xi" and "Ti" who were stationed outside the teahouse, nor Yan Minghua, who was not far from Li Lieyue's room, noticed anything unusual at all.

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Total darkness.

I can't see my fingers.

If it weren't for the solid ground under his feet and the unique mixed atmosphere of the wilderness, he would almost think he had fallen into nothingness and chaos.

Pei Ling stood alone, looking around, secretly vigilant.

He had just stepped into the third gate, and in the blink of an eye, he came to this place.

There is vast darkness in all directions, this kind of darkness is by no means a bleakness without light, and it is impossible to see through it with the eyesight of a monk in the Void Return Stage.

In the darkness, there seemed to be countless eyes, hidden from view, watching him.

He tried to walk a few steps, and suddenly a tiny flame lit up in a place that seemed extremely far ahead.

Seeing the light of the fire, Pei Ling suddenly felt that the prying eyes in the darkness seemed to have weakened a bit.

Without hesitation, he immediately moved towards the direction of the lights.

As Pei Ling walked, he used his divine sense to sweep back and forth in the darkness. However, he could only vaguely feel the peeping eyes. Wherever the divine sense went, it was empty, as if there was nothing in the darkness, and no peepers could be found.

The sense of threat that condenses the whole body like a substance in that gaze seems to be just an illusion.

In the open wilderness, he was alone.

None of Senior Sister Li, Yan Minghua and the others were nearby.

In a flash of thought, Pei Ling's whole body was filled with aura, and if there was any movement, he would strike immediately.

"Step, step, step..."

The sound of lonely footsteps echoed in the darkness, but there was no other sound, and everything was silent.

As Pei Ling moved forward, the flames got closer and closer, and the ubiquitous sense of threat in the darkness was constantly weakening.

Not long after, the light of the fire gradually became clearer, and finally turned into a wind lamp, hanging under an old portal, the dim yellow light swayed gently in the night, like a cluster of dancing flames.

There is a plaque hanging on the door, the mottled wooden board, the handwriting is incomplete, only two words behind it can be recognized: "post station."

Before these two characters, one of them seems to be the word "river", but the other one has disappeared, so it is impossible to guess.

The gate of the post station is closed, and the Spring Festival couplets on it have faded and blurred, and it is impossible to see what was written in the past.

The night wind is bleak, the wind lanterns flicker, and in the circle of light and shadow, light and dark alternate, and the post is silent and silent.

If you look carefully, you can see that the door is shaking slightly, but it is not locked, it is just a cover.

"Squeak."

Pei Ling observed for a moment, and then gave a tentative burst of energy.

With a tooth-piercing sound, the door immediately swung open. A gust of cold wind mixed with an old and decaying smell rushed out from the door, and quickly merged into the night wind outside, whizzing away.

There was no light in the door, and it was dark and confusing.

The wind lamp under the plaque swayed and illuminated shadows. In the deep darkness, one could only see that there was a wall of light inside the door, blocking all the deeper scenes.

Pei Ling didn't go in immediately, but calmly cast out his divine thoughts, but after walking around the entire station, he couldn't detect anything unusual.

There seemed to be nothing in the station.

Immediately afterwards, in his eyes, the runes rose and intertwined, and the dark purple brilliance flickered. He looked up the entire inn, and soon found that there was no hatred, evil thoughts, curses, or resentment here...

At this moment, the opened door closed a little bit.

And as the door closed, Pei Ling immediately felt that the sense of peeping and threat in the darkness gradually became stronger, as if some great danger was about to strike in the dark.

He frowned, but he immediately came back to his senses, and immediately took a step forward, stepping over the threshold.

After entering, just took a few steps forward when I heard a "bang" from behind.

The door has been closed again.