fairy don't want to talk to you

Flowers bloom and fall, spring goes and autumn comes, and time passes in a flash.

This was the relatively peaceful thirty years in the world of immortal cultivation after the incident with the Demon Sealing Array.

The Demon Sect sealed the underworld, and the Faceless Man disappeared. Without them stirring up trouble, the Immortal Alliance was able to repair the Demon Sealing Formation in peace, and the number of monsters breaking in gradually decreased.

But everyone knew that this was an illusion. The birth of the Demon Lord indicated that the Heavenly Dao was gradually shifting towards the Demonic Dao, which was manifested in the increasing amount of turbid air and the increasingly powerful monsters bred.

When the Demon Sect recovers its strength and reopens the Yellow Spring, the day will be a suffocating bloody storm.

On the outskirts of Huangquan, a team is patrolling.

After clearing out a powerful monster, the female Nascent Soul cultivator who served as the team leader planted the formation flag and erected a small protective shield among the rocks filled with yin energy for the team members to heal their wounds and regulate their breathing.

"I start patrolling as soon as I open my eyes every day. When will this life end?" A disciple complained, pounding his aching shoulder.

His companions comforted him: "Be patient, our shift is almost up and we can change shifts next month."

Another female cultivator who was bandaging a wound said, "I think this life is pretty good. The rotation time is only one month, and the rewards are so generous that they can be exchanged for a lot of supplies."

Several independent cultivators in the team agreed. It was dangerous, but there was a Nascent Soul cultivator leading the team, and there were also Spiritualization cultivators stationed nearby. As long as they were not killed in a fight, they would have no problem staying alive.

"For us casual cultivators, more military exploits are naturally better. But have you noticed that the monsters are getting stronger? You never know when the underworld will open, and that would be the most dangerous."

Everyone was silent.

After thirty years, everyone knows that the day when the underworld opens is approaching.

After a while, the disciple who spoke first broke the silence: "Do you think we can win by then?"

"It's hard to say. The two great sects have suffered heavy losses over the years, and even the head of Danxia Palace, Cen, has passed away. Although both head of the sect, Ning, and Sect Master Ling are the best of the younger generation, they are too young after all."

"Yes, have they been in the Dao for a hundred years? It seems that not yet?"

The female cultivator continued, "No, Sect Master Ning is nearly a hundred years old, and Sect Master Ling is still a little younger. In terms of cultivation progress, Bai... is the fastest, but unfortunately..."

Knowing who she was talking about, another disciple showed disgust on his face: "Don't mention her! If it weren't for her, how could the Immortal Alliance be in such a difficult situation? A demon cultivator actually disguised himself and lurked in the upper sect, and even almost stole the power. How sinister!"

The female cultivator disagreed with this statement and refuted: "Where did you hear this rumor? That person is not from the Demon Sect. She just had the misfortune of being parasitized by the Demon Lord. The most unlucky one is herself, okay?"

The disciple didn't believe it: "Isn't she a jade-hardened body? How could she be parasitic? Only women like you believe her. Wake up, she is a demon now, not a fairy anymore."

"The Jade-Tempered Body only means it won't be corroded by demonic energy, but it doesn't mean it won't be possessed by another body. You men are the ones who change your attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. In the beginning, you all praised her to the sky and worshipped her to no end, but now you are the ones who curse her the most."

"I'm clear about right and wrong! I'm not like you..."

"Enough!" The leader, a female Yuanying cultivator, shouted, "Are you here to patrol or to quarrel?"

Facing her serious face, the two of them stopped awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, senior." The female cultivator bowed her head and apologized, "I was too excited."

The disciple also took a step back: "I won't say anything more."

The Nascent Soul female cultivator relaxed her expression and said calmly, "Hurry up and heal your wounds. This place is dangerous. Ghosts or monsters may appear at any time."

"Yes." As he sat back down, the disciple couldn't help but mutter, "It's because of that person that so many monsters appeared here..."

Before he could finish his words, a wind blade passed by with a "swoosh" sound, brushed past his cheek, and smashed the stones on the ground into pieces. The disciple was so scared that he screamed and looked at the Nascent Soul female cultivator in astonishment.

Her face was as gloomy as water, and she said coldly: "You can think whatever you want, but don't let me hear you say bad things about her."

The disciple was confused: "You... what do you mean, Senior?"

"When you joined the team, didn't you know my last name?" The Nascent Soul female cultivator said calmly, and stood up. "I'll go take a look around, and you guys recover as soon as possible."

Looking at her departing back, everyone remembered the captain’s self-introduction: My surname is Bai, Bai Menglian.

"Bai Menglian, Bai Meng..." the female cultivator murmured, and suddenly realized, "Oh, that's right, the senior is from the Wuji Sect!"

The mission of a patrol team lasts for a month. During this time, this senior led the team and saved their lives several times. Everyone was convinced and grateful to her. Unexpectedly...

"How could it be..." The disciple couldn't believe it. So, the senior had listened to him saying bad things about his own sisters for several days?
"I told you not to believe in rumors. We don't know the inside story, so how can we accuse others of a crime?"

If it had been in the past, the disciple would have refuted it, but this time, he opened his mouth and said nothing.

Bai Menglian suppressed the depression in his heart and walked in the magic fog.

After Bai Mengjin got into trouble, You Yan called her over and told her the truth. She was not very skilled in cultivation, and after being shocked, she could only concentrate on cultivating, hoping that one day she could save her sister from the underworld.

Later, she volunteered to be stationed in Ming River and be responsible for patrolling every two months.

Unfortunately, thirty years have passed and I still haven't found the opportunity.

She stopped and looked at the black vortex not far away. The endless water of the Ming River flowed into the Yellow Spring along the vortex, blocking all living things from entering.

Yin energy and demonic energy intertwined around the vortex, spreading out and forming a solid barrier.

If you want to enter the underworld, you must break this barrier. But so far, no one has been able to do it. Do we really have to wait for the Demon Sect to be ready and take the initiative to open it?

After feeling a little relieved from his depression, Bai Menglian prepared to go back.

When she turned around, her eyes suddenly fixed and she looked at the fog-covered forest.

The forest of dead trees was the original entrance to Huangquan, and the diffuse mist was part of the barrier. They could only stand on the periphery and could not enter.

But just now, she seemed to see the fog surge.

Illusion?
Bai Menglian stared for a while, the fog surged again, and then several shadows slowly emerged, from blurry to clear.

Demon cultivators! One of them is wearing a sheep head forehead ornament! Faceless man!

Bai Menglian wanted to take action at the first moment, but then realized that the faceless man with the zodiac symbol was the top-level combat power of the Demon Sect, a divine cultivator!
run!
When she was performing the escape technique, the opponent also discovered her. A gust of wind came over, and the simple technique carried a heart-pounding power.

Bai Menglian threw out a talisman without hesitation, and condensed a thick protective shield behind him.

Then he quickly flew to the rest area and greeted the confused team members: "Hurry up! There is a demon cultivator!" (End of this chapter)