Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Feng Xuan acted vigorously and ordered people to deal with the matter.

She turned to look at Fu Zhu and suddenly made a big salute: "Miss Fu Zhu, Feng Xuan has a gracious request."

Fu Zhu raised his hand to support her wrist and asked softly: "You want to ask me to take action to suppress the ghosts and seal the Falling Spring Platform?"

"Exactly." Feng Xuan straightened up, his eyes were calm, and his expression was solemn, "Miss Fu Zhu has profound spiritual power. She can dispel the ghost mist with just a few words. She must be in the late stage of becoming a god. Plus my father, fourth uncle, and other members of the clan If the elders work together, there is hope for Luoquan Terrace to be resealed."

Feng Jingsu was shocked. He had never thought that the girl Lei Ze met back then might be in the late stage of becoming a god.

It's only been a few years?

Even the monks who have perfected the Foundation Establishment are not able to form elixirs so quickly.

Fu Zhu nodded calmly and said warmly: "Please ask Miss Feng Xuan to lead the way."

Feng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. She gave Feng Jingsu a look and signaled him to stay and deal with other matters, while she took the talisman beads to the forbidden area of ​​​​Luoquan Terrace.

The entire Fengjia occupies a vast area with winding corridors and bridges. After detouring several times, Fu Zhu saw the house where she and Sanqing had lived in the Fengjia.

"return."

After meditating, Feng Xuan thought about the decisiveness of Fu Zhu's sword to kill the ghost just now, and felt her lips dry up. A curious light gathered in her eyes, but she hesitated to speak.

Feng Xuan quickly stepped forward and sniffed the maid's breath, and the expression on his face softened slightly, "He is still alive, but he was too frightened and fainted."

"Miss Fu Zhu must have heard Jing Su mention it. Our Feng family has guarded Siyou City for generations according to the ancestral teachings, but in fact we are guarding the seal of Luoquan Terrace. Three months ago, the clan members guarding Luoquan Terrace found that the seal was loose. The time was reported to Fourth Uncle."

Fu Zhu saw that Feng Xuan had something to ask him and smiled: "It doesn't hurt to speak frankly."

She helped the maid up and placed her in the room where the talisman was carved. She caught up with the talisman beads and didn't know what to say.

Feng Xuan explained: "Because ghosts are causing trouble, every room in the house has been cast with talismans. If a mortal touches it, it will be fine. If a ghost touches it, the power of the talisman will be triggered."

The doors and windows are closed, with spells painted on them, and the talismans appear and disappear.

The dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from the ghost mist, and a pale-faced maid was lying in front of the column.

How many people have been in the Void Refining Realm under the age of forty in the past and present?
Feng Xuan was arrogant about his talent, but at this moment he clearly realized that there are experts outside people and mountains outside mountains.

Feng Xuan took a deep breath and said, "May I ask what realm Miss Fuzhu is at?"

Refining the Void Realm.

Ahead, Fu Zhu suddenly asked: "When did the seal of Luoquan Terrace collapse?"

The talisman beads were pointed together, and Shuang Xueming turned the tip of the sword and inserted it into the scabbard.

"Refining the void."

Fu Zhu's two plain words sounded like thunder in Feng Xuan's ears.

"There are many people in the house, so it is inevitable that we will not take care of everything. If someone unfortunately encounters a ghost and hides in the house, the charm on the door can resist it."

Feng Xuan said, suddenly frowning, turning around and looking back, the snow-white sword light passed by her eyes and penetrated into the black air.

But soon, Feng Xuan became happy. With the help of the Void Refining Realm monks, the seal of Luoquan Terrace was no longer a problem.

Feng Xuan came back to his senses, thought about it carefully, and replied: "Three months ago."

"When the fourth uncle rushed over, the first fierce ghost had already run out. It was a ghost that had cultivated in the Nascent Soul stage. The fourth uncle strangled it without any effort."

The fourth uncle mentioned by Feng Xuan is Feng Jingsu's father and the leader of the Feng family of this generation. Feng Ying is the youngest among the brothers and sisters, but he takes the position of the head of the family.

Lin Fangxu carefully tasted what Feng Xuan said and suddenly raised his eyes to look at the talisman beads. Three months ago, wasn't that the time they left Fang Waitian?
Feng Xuan's voice continued: "It's okay if a Nascent Soul Realm ghost escapes, but what comes out behind is the Ghost King of Transformation God Realm."

When Feng Xuan said this, his voice was cold: "And there's more than one."

"Many people in the clan died."

The entire Feng Mansion was gradually shrouded in ghost mist, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Fu Zhu recalled the scene when she first met the Ghost King. At that time, she was still in the Golden Core realm, and she was very embarrassed to deal with Wei Jiang who turned into a ghost.

Although the memories were brought back, Fu Zhu did not ignore what Feng Xuan said. She vaguely knew what was going on with the Feng Family's Luoquan Terrace seal.

As she said to Fangxu before coming to Feng Mansion, fierce ghosts will devour weak lonely ghosts. So many people died in the last battle in Fangwaitian. Countless souls entered the ghost world for the first time. Perhaps they were killed before they could cross the underworld. The evil ghost devoured it.

Li Gui grew rapidly and broke through the seal of Luoquan Terrace.

Fu Zhu's eyes flashed slightly. If all the ghosts came out of Luoquan Terrace, it meant that Luoquan Terrace was the passage into the ghost world.

A rustling wind blew, and the further we walked, the heavier the wind became.

The bamboo leaves rub each other and make a rustling sound, which is as terrifying as a ghost crying.

"Is this the residence of the old patriarch?"

The place looked familiar to Fu Zhu, as if the sunset had brought her there that day, but under the ghost realm, there were subtle differences, and she was not sure.

"Grandpa did live here in his later years." Feng Xuan's tone was a bit nostalgic, but not too sad. She explained, "The forbidden area is behind my grandfather's yard."

There was a formation in the forest, and Feng Xuan walked in front, turning back to take care of Fu Zhu and Lin Fangxu from time to time.

In fact, she was curious about Miss Fu Zhu having a ray of soul, because this Miss Lin was just the soul of an ordinary person, not a monk's soul.

"The devil swallows the soul to increase its strength. Once inside, Miss Lin must be more careful."

Faced with Feng Xuan's kindness, Fang Xu smiled shyly and followed Fu Zhu closely.

After passing a bamboo courtyard, the road ahead became darker and darker, and the spiritual fire hung by the wind was of no help.

The talisman bead sacrifices the spirit lantern and activates it with magic power. Wherever the transparent ram's horn palace lantern passes, the ghostly auras escape.

"Fang Xu." Fu Zhu turned his head and said, "Keep your distance from this lamp."

"Get too close and it will burn your soul."

From the moment the Lingxi Lamp appeared, Lin Fangxu felt an unspeakable sense of depression, and naturally understood that this lamp should not be touched.

Not only Lin Fangxu, but the ghosts in the bamboo forest also sensed the threat. The weaker ones tried to avoid the light, while the stronger ones rushed towards the Lingxi Lantern with their teeth and claws.

But before they even got close to the Yangjiao palace lantern, they were pierced by flying swords.

The clear intention of the sword made Feng Xuan's eyes flash slightly.

What kind of swordsmanship is this? The suppression of ghosts is so powerful.

With the lead sword clearing the way, the journey will be smooth and smooth.

"We're here." Feng hovered in front of a stone tablet, "This is the forbidden area of ​​​​the underworld."

"The Luoquan Terrace is inside."

(End of this chapter)