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Chapter 806 Nightmare Wings

The disciples formed a circle as instructed, leaning against each other and looking around, while the sixth disciple slowly turned around and walked towards the depths of the dense forest. Seeing this, the cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage hesitated for a moment, but still followed him in.

After walking for a while in the dense forest, the Divine Transformation Monk tried to use hand gestures to expel the evil spirit from his disciple, but it was of no use. He stepped forward and grabbed his disciple's hand, and his face immediately changed color as he touched it.

"Your soul has been taken away by someone!"

The sixth disciple slowly turned his head, shook his head at him, and spoke slowly,

"Fellow Daoist, don't waste your energy. If you want to take your disciple away now, his soul and ghost will never come back..."

The monk was startled and asked angrily,

"What do you want?"

"Fellow Daoist, please come out and speak!"

The two walked for a while and finally came out of the dense forest. They saw a female cultivator sitting cross-legged on a large bluestone outside the forest. The female cultivator had a petite figure, pretty features and fair skin. When she saw them coming out, she waved. The sixth disciple who had lost one soul and one ghost spontaneously walked towards the female cultivator and stood behind her, as if he was the female cultivator's disciple!
The Divine Transformation cultivator was also startled when he saw the female cultivator.
"You...you are not that demon girl!"

He thought it was the demon woman who was chasing him!
The female cultivator said calmly,
"I am not a demon, but the demon girl you mentioned is my sister..."

After a pause, he said again,
"When you attacked the mountain gate, I was the one in the magic circle!"

The Divine Transformation cultivator was even more surprised when he heard this, and thought to himself,
"The aura of this woman should be that of the Nascent Soul Stage..."

The Nascent Soul Stage is one major realm lower than mine, but if this girl dares to chase me alone, she must have something to rely on!

Wait, could it be that this woman is in the light and that witch is in the dark, and the two of them are joining forces to attack me?

Thinking of this, the cultivator was suddenly startled. He released his spiritual sense and found a man and a woman standing on a hill not far away. Judging from their aura, they were only at the foundation-building stage at most, so they were not a cause for concern...

what……

The monk frowned tightly.

"There are so many ghost energies around here, and there are two groups of ghost energies that are particularly dense. They look like two ghost generals..."

Suddenly he was startled and pointed at the nun in Qingshi.

"You...you are a ghost cultivator?"

The female cultivator nodded and said,
"If you have seen it, you must understand that my ghost soldiers and generals have surrounded you. You may be able to escape, but your disciples..."

The monk took a long breath and said dejectedly,

"You...what do you want?"

The nun nodded.
"My surname is Pu. I wonder what sect or clan you belong to?"

The monk was a bachelor, and when he realized he couldn't escape, he simply lifted up his shirt and sat cross-legged on the ground.
"My last name is Ma, Ma Xiuming, and I am the head of Fuyuan Pavilion..."

"Oh...it's Master Ma. Why did Master Ma come here?"

Matthew sighed and said,
"I will not hide it from you, fellow Daoist. I come from another world, but the spiritual energy in that world has been exhausted. No matter whether it is cultivators or ordinary people, they can no longer survive. We came to this world through an ancient teleportation array..."

Ma Xiuming stole the map from the old man who stole the sky, followed the mark on it, found a magic circle and came here.

"Old Man Daotian?"

Pu Yanlan raised her eyebrows, and Matthew Ming said,

"That old man Daotian is already a cultivator in the Mahayana stage, but... I don't know why he has been unable to ascend. But his time is coming, and he will be reborn. He has no choice but to fall into the devil's way and use evil methods to extend his life. Later, the spiritual energy in that world was completely lost. Old man Daotian traveled throughout the entire interface and found 19 magic arrays. He drew maps of these magic arrays and wanted to teleport to another world through the magic arrays. It was precisely because he used evil methods that his skills had flaws. Every year, there is one month when his skills are lost. I took this opportunity to sneak into his cave and steal the map in his hand..."

"Oh……"

Pu Yanlan nodded,
"Understood!"

After thinking for a while he said,

"Fellow Daoist attacked my Xiaomi Mountain for no reason before, and now I have surrounded you here again. According to the rules, fellow Daoist should show some reaction!"

Ma Xiuming gave a bitter smile when he heard that. He was not afraid of Pu Yanlan, but if they really started fighting, there was no telling how many of his disciples would be able to escape. Almost all of the people from Fuyuan Pavilion had been killed in the other world, and there were only about twenty people left in this world. If there were any more casualties, Fuyuan Pavilion would be completely wiped out!

Ma Xiuming didn't want to be a leader without any support, and he couldn't bear to leave his disciples. He knew that a strong dragon could not suppress a local snake, and he was not a strong dragon, so he gritted his teeth and said,
"Daoyou, what do you want?"

Pu Yanlan said lightly,

"Tell me where the teleportation array is, and give me the map you got from that old man who stole the sky!"

Ma Xiuming was stunned when he heard this.
"that's it?"

Pu Yanlan nodded,
"That's it... I'll let you go... This world is vast and sparsely populated, and the cultivation world is not very prosperous. You don't need to occupy other people's territory. You just need to find a place to settle down!"

Matthew was skeptical.
"Really...really?" Pu Yanlan nodded.
"However, you cannot bring the ways of doing things from that world into this world. If you go too far, someone will come looking for you!"

Now that everyone is here, even though Pu Yanlan really doesn't like it, she can't kill them all at once, as that would be a heavy sin to bear!

After a pause, he said again,
"By then...it won't be so cheap anymore!"

Matthew nodded and bowed.
"I'm really sorry, fellow Daoist. This was also my recklessness!"

If he had known that this place was vast and sparsely populated, and that no one would compete with them for territory, what else would he be fighting for?
And lost four apprentices!
Oh, yes, four disciples!
"That... Fellow Daoist... I still have four disciples who have been captured by your friend from the demon clan..."

Pu Yanlan thought for a while and said,
"Exchange them with ancient books or magical instruments, one for each person!"

Ma Xiuming's expression froze, he thought for a moment and smiled bitterly,

"I have offended that old man Daotian, and he killed me and forced me into the sect. I am lucky to have escaped from the hands of a Mahayana cultivator. I don't have many magic weapons in my hands!"

Pu Yanlan said lightly,

"Even if that's the case, I won't force you. I see you have quite a few disciples, so it doesn't matter if you lose four!"

Ma Xiuming was stunned for a while, then smiled bitterly.

"Can't we exchange it with spirit stones?"

Pu Yanlan said,

"This world is full of spiritual energy. If you look around, you'll find spiritual stone veins. We have no shortage of spiritual stones!"

What she said was the truth. There was no shortage of spirit stones in this world, but there was a lack of skills to refine weapons and elixirs. Pills and magical weapons were scarce, and if the magical weapons in their hands were replaced, Ma Xiuming would be even less of a threat!
Matthew looked embarrassed.
"This……"

Pu Yanlan said again,
"Don't worry. Although I have taken away one of the souls of your four disciples, their lives are safe. I have left them in Xiaomi Mountain just to do odd jobs and serve as servants. They will not die!"

Ma Xiuming's expression changed after hearing this. After a while, he gritted his teeth, took out something from his arms, wrapped it with spiritual power, and slowly brought it to Pu Yanlan.
"This item is from my Fuyuan Pavilion's collection. It is only owned by the head of each generation. Although it cannot be called a magic weapon, it can be considered a half-step magic weapon. I will exchange it for four disciples!"

Pu Yanlan stretched out her hand to take it and looked at it. In her palm was a pair of butterfly wings.

"What is this?"

Ma Xiuming felt a pain on his face and gritted his teeth.

"This is the Nightmare Wings..."

"Nightmare Wings...what a strange name!"

Pu Yanlan looked at the pair of butterfly wings in her hand. They were small and exquisite, and the whole body was bright white with intricate patterns on them. The patterns were silver and gold. When the moonlight shone on them, the whole wings were sparkling. It looked dreamy, like the wings of elves in fairy tales!

Matthew Mingdao,

"This item was made by Gan Gouzi, a famous weapon refiner in our world. The most important material is taken from the extinct nightmare beasts in our world. It takes a hundred of them to refine a pair of wings like this..."

So the nightmare beast was wiped out by Gan Gouzi?
Pu Yanlan looked at the shrunken wings in her hand with a dim gaze.

"This thing is called Nightmare, and it doesn't sound like a good thing..."

Ma Xiuming was a bachelor, so he nodded and said,

"That's true. After refining this item, the owner can move as fast as lightning and run ten thousand miles a day at full speed. All it takes is a little bit of spiritual power to stimulate it. However, after using it, the sea of ​​consciousness will be affected by the soul of the nightmare beast, and the owner will have nightmares for one night or more!"

"nightmare?"

Pu Yanlan raised her brows. Nightmares can be a big or small problem for cultivators. Generally speaking, cultivators practice their state of mind, seeking to be free of desires and have a peaceful state of mind. Having a nightmare once or twice is okay, but if they have nightmares frequently and cannot resolve them, their state of mind will be damaged, and even their practice will be affected!
snort!
It seems that Matthew Xiuming has no good intentions. No wonder it can only be called a half-step magic weapon. Compared with the Tongxuan Mingjing, which has no side effects and no sequelae, it is really not as good as it could be!

Matthew Mingxu also saw through Pu Yanlan's thoughts and responded immediately,

"Fellow Daoist, you may not know that this item was obtained by my predecessor, the head of Fuyuan Pavilion, in a somewhat dishonorable way. This item is not a perfect product, but a semi-finished product. Although it is a semi-finished product, it can save lives in critical moments!"

He smiled bitterly again.

"This is the only thing I have that I can give away. The only other thing I have is my life magic weapon!"

It is not impossible to give away one's own magical weapon, but if the connection between the magical weapon, which has been refined with great effort, and the owner is forcibly disconnected, the owner will be seriously injured!
If Pu Yanlan really said this, Ma Xiuming would probably fight her to the death!

Pu Yanlan didn't want to push people too hard, so she thought about it and nodded.

"All right!"

The two reached a deal, and Ma Xiuming gave the old man the map of the robber and took Pu Yanlan to the magic circle.

"The magic circle is not far from here..."