Chapter 1171 Immortals Face the Dust. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

Su Xirou stopped talking, as if she didn't want to answer this question.

Seeing this, Pei Ling immediately used his kung fu to the extreme.

Su Xirou [207 characters of harmony here] said: "The knock on the door is over, go out and knock on the doors of other monks..."

Pei Ling was taken aback for a moment, and immediately asked, "That is to say, can I go out now? Can I open my eyes?"

Su Xiju said: "Yes..."

It was said that Pei Ling was about to take the test immediately, but the next moment...

"Boom boom boom!"

The knock sounded again, as if someone was knocking on the door, or knocking on the coffin.

Pei Ling frowned, and immediately stopped opening her eyes, and just squeezed Su Xirou hard.

"ah……"

"Bang bang bang."

In the dusty and cobweb-strewn abandoned inn, the dark coffin kept shaking.

...after a long time.

The knock on the door finally died away.

Pei Ling was hugging Su Xirou tightly, and immediately stopped moving when she saw this.

He opened his eyes directly, and saw a very old tent in front of him. Outside the tent, the house was simple, dark and gloomy, and the sky was still unclear. He was lying on the bed alone, Su Xirou in his arms disappeared, and the original coffin also disappeared.

The experience just now seemed to be just a dream.

Pei Ling nodded slightly, the information Su Xirou revealed to him is no problem!

So, he immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

Pei Ling quietly walked to the door, her divine sense protruded a little bit, and when she realized that there was no one outside, she cautiously opened the door.

"Squeak."

A low voice came out, and before the cold wind from outside rushed in, Pei Ling had already stepped out of the gate.

It was pitch black outside the door, without lights, and with the eyesight of a monk, he could only see some rough outlines.

Fortunately, Pei Ling wandered around, and after identifying it, he found that the left and right sides of his room were exactly the same.

However, most of these houses are empty and there is nothing. There were only three rooms, and the scents of Su Xirou, Reincarnation Pagoda and Wushi Villa came from respectively.

Pei Ling walked silently to the breath-taking door of Wushi Villa without making any movement.

He searched the surroundings with his spiritual sense, but he didn't notice anything unusual, so he reached out and knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong..." There was a knock on the door.

A dull and rhythmic voice echoed in the courtyard.

The surroundings are silent, and in the darkness a little far away, there seem to be countless ghosts lurking and waiting, waiting for the opportunity to move, deep and depressing.

The room was quiet and there was no response.

Pei Ling thought for a while, and soon turned into the appearance of Menghui old devil, and said in a low voice: "I am Menghui Jinxian, which fairy is in the room, please come out and meet!"

The voice fell, and the room was as quiet as death.

If the breath is not still there, it seems to be suspected that no one lives there.

Pei Ling frowned, with displeasure in his tone: "I am an immortal, my soul is extraordinary, and my fate is extremely precious, far surpassing the illusory creatures in this world."

"Why should you be confused by this illusory path, so that your hands and feet are bound, and you are no different from an inferior fairy!"

"If you don't think that you can come to this so-called fierce place in the illusion, you must be well-known in the fairy world. I am a golden immortal, with a respected status and a noble status. How can I visit you in person?"

"But I didn't expect you to be so unbearable."

"It seems that in just a few years, the heart of the Tao has been dusted, and the spiritual thoughts have fallen into the vulgarity. It is the same as those inferior immortals who regard this world as the real world, and there is no possibility of returning to the fairy world!"

"There is one less person in my generation!"

"When I was in the Immortal Realm, I once suggested that immortals should not be left alone when they come to the world. They must investigate their Dao Xin will when they are in the Upper Realm."

"Otherwise, you will not be able to resist the erosion of the world of mortals after descending into the realm, and you will fall into the mundane forever without knowing it. It will just harm you people with weak hearts."

"At that time, all the immortal emperors and immortals of the world thought that the principal was young, so they didn't think so."

"Looking at it now, the principal fairy Bill has fallen behind for many years, but he has come from behind. It can be seen that both are immortals, no matter their strength or Dao heart, there is a world of difference!"

"This opportunity to hone in the lower world is completely ruined by giving you such a so-called immortal."

"It's time to stay in the upper realm honestly and slowly refine the years."

"No!"

"Couldn't you be an inferior immortal, sneaking into my Wushi Villa?"

Pei Ling showed doubts on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Tell me your title in the fairy world. I, Wushi Villa, are the leader of this illusion, and it is not something that lowly and low-ranking immortals can mix in!"

In the house, it is simple and empty.

On an old bed, the monk of Wushi Villa lay quietly, the curtains were lowered, and he was motionless, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time and had no breath.

"... In just a few years, the heart of the Tao has been dusted, and the mind has fallen into vulgarity..."

"Everyone in my generation, there will be one less!"

"Could you be a low-ranking immortal who sneaked into my Wushi Villa?"

"...humble, inferior fairy..."

Hearing these words, the monks of Wushi Villa gradually showed deep murderous intent and hatred.

He no longer remembers the Wushi Villa that the other party mentioned, and he doesn't even remember his past. He only remembers that he is a fairy who has experienced in the lower realm...

Yes! He is a fairy!

He is not afraid of anything!

He doesn't need to abide by these trivial rules of the lower realm!

That's what those ignorant and inferior immortals would do!

I am a majestic immortal, with noble feet, how can I act like an immortal?

Thinking of this, the monks in Wushi Villa knew that there was something wrong with the voice outside, but they still opened their eyes suddenly.

I saw airtight coffin boards all around, narrow and cramped, the simple room and the bed light stand all disappeared, and in the darkness, a pair of eyes as bright as demons were staring at me closely.

The next moment, the owner of these eyes suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed his throat...

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