fairy don't want to talk to you

The morning light first appeared on Canngling Mountain, and Qingchuan went to the tree house for duty as usual.

Sweep the fallen leaves, wipe the dust, sort out the debris, and pour a glass of spiritual wine.

After a while, the mountain leader will finish practicing and come over to drink spiritual wine while watching the students come to class one after another.

Qingchuan likes days like this very much. The elves of grass and trees are indifferent to the world and do not feel bored day after day. Instead, they feel pure and leisurely.

When he poured the spirit wine, Jianmu hadn't come out of the inner room yet, making Qingchuan raise his eyebrows in confusion.

The mountain chief is always on time, why are you late today?

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the tree house below slowly became noisy. The students entered the school one after another, but Jianmu was still nowhere to be seen.

Qingchuan hesitated again and again, but finally decided to take a look.

"Mountain Chief?" He stopped at the door of the inner room and called softly.

There was no response for a while.

This situation had never happened before. Qingchuan paused for a moment, then finally picked up his steps and stepped in cautiously.

The inner room was empty, except for the bed and table.

Qingchuan was stunned for a moment, where is the person? Why is it missing? The mountain chief didn't say he wanted to go out!

At this moment, there was a noise outside.

It’s the students in the study room!
Qingchuan vaguely heard the sound, what they shouted was:

"what is that?"

"Leaves, so many leaves..."

"Oh, why did it break?"

Qingchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around and drifted out.

When he landed on the platform outside the tree house, his face was covered with falling leaves. He raised his head, his pupils dilated instantly, and he was too shocked to speak.

This giant tree that is always green all year round turned yellow at some point. The breeze blew, and the withered yellow leaves rustled down. There were even a few branches that crackled and cracked.

Qingchuan's expression suddenly changed. This giant tree is the true form of the mountain chief. After such a change, did something happen to the mountain chief?
"Sifu!" A teacher rushed over and asked anxiously, "Sifu Qingchuan, what happened? The mountain leader..."

Qingchuan didn't know more than him, but as the priest, he had to calm down the situation when something was very likely to happen to the mountain leader.

So he put away the surprise in his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he is the leader of the mountain..."

Before he could finish his words, a shadow fell from the sky. The instructor was surprised and said, "Master!"

Qingchuan turned his head and saw Jianmu slowly coming over. He looked a little tired, but otherwise nothing unusual.

He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to greet him: "Chief, you are back."

Jianmu nodded lightly, raised his hand, and the giant tree turned green, and soon returned to its vibrant appearance.

"I was practicing the secret technique just now, and I'm fine now."

The teacher felt relieved, saluted the two of them respectfully, and went back to class.

The rest of the crowd retreated, and Qingchuan accompanied Jianmu inside.

Just as he sat down, Jianmu suddenly tilted his body.

"Chief Shan!" Qingchuan exclaimed.

Jianmu waved his hand, his sleeves slipped down, and the lingering poison on his wrist turned yellow as expected.

It wasn't until he drank three glasses of spiritual wine with the help of Qingchuan that Jianmu recovered and let out a breath. "Chief, what happened?" Qingchuan asked with concern, "Is it being plotted again?"

"No." Jianmu replied, "It's just the backlash of my temporary divination."

Qingchuan was puzzled: "What hexagram has such a big backlash? You must have spent many years of cultivation, right?"

Jianmu said slowly: "While practicing last night, I suddenly felt something in my heart, so I went to the top of the tree to divine. Unexpectedly, this hexagram was divined all night long. When the hexagram came out at dawn, I was bitten by it."

The higher the cultivation level, the more accurate the induction of the way of heaven. The greater the influence of the hexagram, the stronger the backlash.

Qingchuan has followed Jianmu for thousands of years, and has never seen any hexagram have such a huge impact.

He couldn't help but ask: "Shan Chief, what kind of hexagram is this? A while ago, your predictions about the people who will destroy the world and the people who will save the world were not like this."

"It is the continuation of that hexagram."

Jianmu slowly pushed out a branch: "The Demon Lord... is about to appear."
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"Go this way." Po Qianjun led the way.

Bai Mengjin frowned slightly. This road was different from what she remembered, but she said nothing and just followed them quietly out of Wangchuan Forest.

There are no strange plants, and no ghosts are seen wandering around. The place is peaceful and quiet, as if it is some otherworldly place.

Shang Shaoyang let out a long breath: "It's finally out."

This path turned out to be the right one. Bai Mengjin suppressed his doubts in his heart.

There is indeed a big difference between this life and the previous life. The path in the previous life was wrong and there was no way to get out of it.

"Is that the Gu Family Courtyard?" Shang Shaoyang's voice came.

The four of them stopped and looked around, and saw a building standing under the eternal night sky of Huangquan, surrounded by mountains. There were no lights or fires around, and the ghosts were blocked by the Wangchuan Forest. It was like a giant beast, lurking quietly.

Po Qianjun said: "I have been in Huangquan for ten years before accidentally discovering this place. If Fairy Bai hadn't arrived, I still wouldn't have known it was the Gu Family Courtyard."

"Is there a barrier around it?" Ling Bufei looked up, "I feel it."

Bai Mengjin nodded: "Yes."

She turned around and asked: "Senior Qianjun, have you come here to visit me in the past few years?"

"Of course." Po Qianjun stroked his beard and said with a smile, "As a monk, how can I let go of a place like this? Maybe there is some opportunity in it that can solve my predicament. I have visited it many times over the years, It’s a pity that the barrier here is very powerful, so far I’ve only been to the outside and haven’t found anything valuable.”

Bai Mengjin said: "The Gu family has been declining slowly over thousands of years. What family property is left? The most valuable thing is actually this villa."

Po Qianjun was puzzled: "What Fairy Bai means is..."

Bai Mengjin didn't answer anymore and took the lead.

The remaining three people didn't ask any more questions and followed her closer.

When they got close, the barrier felt the stranger approaching, a low roar sounded, and the invisible shield rose.

Bai Mengjin called out the yin and yang umbrella and raised his hand to throw it into the air. The yin and yang energy flowed and gradually condensed into mysterious runes.

There are more and more runes spread out, making it dazzling. At first, Shang Shaoyang and Po Qianjun were still remembering silently. The connection became deeper and deeper, and they gradually couldn't remember anymore.

Shang Shaoyang shook his head and smiled bitterly. Sure enough, it was Gu's secret skill, but he couldn't even learn it when it was put in front of him. Seeing Po Qianjun again, his expression was exactly the same as his. The two looked at each other, both feeling helpless.

This White Fairy is really not to be underestimated. Without profound attainments, it is impossible for him to display his skills.

When the entire house was covered with runes, Bai Mengjin formed a seal in his hand and punched it out.

The runes were completely integrated into the barrier, and there was another low cry. The barrier in front of them seemed to have been lightly scratched by a pen, revealing a hole.

Ling Bufei showed joy: "It's open!" (End of this chapter)