Uncle Nine: Scattering beans to create soldiers? I'm using plants and trees to create soldiers.

Lin Xuan and his two companions headed towards the back of the mountain.

The mountain path was rugged, and the night wind blew through the forest, rustling the withered grass on both sides.

Lin Xuan walked at the very front.

He walked at a leisurely pace, his blue Taoist robe swaying gently in the wind, as if he already knew where he was going.

Behind them, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai followed closely.

Both of them held peach wood swords and yellow talismans in their hands. Although they didn't say they were afraid, their eyes kept darting around.

"Qiu Sheng," Wen Cai couldn't help but lower his voice, "Don't you think it's like our senior brother didn't even look for the way?"

"Nonsense, I'm not blind." Qiu Sheng glanced at him and retorted, but then asked with some doubt, "Senior Brother didn't even take a compass or use any hand seals to search for yin energy along the way, so why did he head straight for the back mountain?"

Wen Cai scratched his head, finding it increasingly strange. "Could it be that Senior Brother already knew where the female ghost was hiding?"

They clearly didn't see Lin Xuan cast any spells before they went down the mountain.

But Lin Xuan's current appearance clearly indicates that he is not aimlessly searching for ghosts, but is heading straight for his target.

Qiu Sheng thought for a moment, then coughed lightly, feigning profundity, and said, "How could you and I possibly understand Senior Brother's abilities? After all, Senior Brother possesses that..."

Qiu Sheng immediately shut up halfway through his sentence.

Wencai nodded in agreement, looking like he understood.

He knew that Qiu Sheng was referring to his senior brother's natural Dao body.

However, Uncle Nine had previously instructed them not to talk about their senior brother's physique outside, so they dared not say anything.

The three of them continued on their way and soon arrived at a hilltop behind the mountain.

There are many graves here; under the cover of night, they are hidden among the wild grass.

From a distance, they look like sleeping wild beasts.

Lin Xuan stopped and scanned his surroundings.

Not far away, a tomb that was significantly more imposing than the surrounding graves came into view.

The tombstone stands tall, the grave is neatly arranged, and stone steps have been built around it, making it completely different from the simple graves around it.

Lin Xuan recognized it at a glance; it was Old Master Ren's grave.

Dong Xiaoyu's grave is not far from Old Master Ren's grave.

Lin Xuan led Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai in that direction.

Arriving at the tomb of Old Master Ren, Lin Xuan stopped and looked at the tombstone from top to bottom.

When Wencai saw him stop, he peeked at the tombstone.

By the moonlight, one could see several words engraved on the monument: "Ren Gong's might and courage".

Wen Cai blinked. "Senior Brother, isn't this Master Ren's father's grave?"

Qiu Sheng also came over, his hand on the hilt of his sword. "What's wrong, Senior Brother? Is there something wrong with this tomb?"

Wen Cai glanced subconsciously at the swaying shadows of the trees around him, lowering his voice slightly, a hint of nervousness in it, "Could that female ghost be hiding in Old Master Ren's coffin?"

Faced with Wen Cai's question, Lin Xuan did not speak. He circulated his Dao Qi and his senses spread rapidly downwards like mercury.

Next second,

Lin Xuan's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Something's wrong with this tomb!!

Since his kidneys were perfected, his perception of moisture has become far superior to before.

Lin Xuan was familiar with the plot and knew that this grave was originally a "dragonfly skimming the water" burial site, where the water vapor should be lively and refreshing, and life force should be hidden.

However, Ren Weiyong forcibly seized the tomb, which angered the feng shui master, who deliberately instructed the Ren family to cover the coffin with cement so that the head of the coffin would not touch water.

A dragonfly skimming the water's surface will not reach the water; even the best feng shui location will eventually become a place for raising corpses.

After so many years, Ren Weiyong in the coffin should have long since turned into a zombie.

Therefore, the moisture here is affected by the corpse's aura, which is definitely problematic.

Just as Lin Xuan had predicted, the air here was tainted by the corpse's aura, making it extremely murky!

However, when he sensed it, he found that the corpse energy in this spiritual cave was not very strong. What was really strong was a dull, earthy smell!

The earthy smell, like wrapping dumplings, layered the corpse's aura, then slowly eroded it away.

Lin Xuan's eyes darkened slightly.

How could this happen?!

Given the layout of the cave, which resembles a dragonfly skimming the water, it shouldn't have such a strong earthy smell.

Could it be the work of that feng shui master from back then?!

It's clearly a corpse-raising pit, yet it doesn't raise corpses...

Lin Xuan's heart tightened.

Could this also be a setup for refining gods using corpses?!

Behind Lin Xuan, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai felt uneasy seeing him standing motionless in front of Old Master Ren's grave.

Wen Cai shrank back and asked in a low voice, "Qiu Sheng, didn't Senior Brother say Dong Xiaoyu wasn't here? Then why is Senior Brother staring at Old Master Ren's grave?"

"How would I know?!" Qiu Sheng stared at the grave, shaking his head gravely, but then whispered, "But for Senior Brother to look at it for so long, there's definitely something wrong with this tomb. Who knows, maybe something evil is hidden inside!"

Something eerie?!

Wen Cai's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and he subconsciously looked at the little goldfish on Lin Xuan's shoulder.

"You mean... uh, a spirit or monster like Little Gold?"

Little Jin, perched on Lin Xuan's shoulder, seemed to notice Wen Cai's rather impolite address. Its dark golden eyes turned coldly to him, and it made a muffled "gurgling" sound in its throat.

Wen Cai was so frightened that he quickly shut his mouth.

"It's possible..."

Just as Qiu Sheng was about to nod in agreement, his nose suddenly twitched twice.

A faint fragrance drifted over on the chilly night breeze.

Like peach blossoms just blooming on a spring night, they carry a touch of feminine sweetness, captivating the heart.

Qiu Sheng paused for a moment, his eyes momentarily glazed over, "It smells so good..."

Wen Cai sniffed, his eyes widening in surprise. "It smells so good!"

Then, he took a deep breath, a look of rapture appearing on his face. "What kind of flower is this? There are such fragrant flowers in the back hills?"

The aroma filled his nostrils, and Wencai felt a little lightheaded, as if he were walking on clouds.

The eerie graves in front of me didn't seem so scary anymore, and even the biting night wind felt as gentle as a woman's soft hand.

Subconsciously, a thought popped into his head.

If we could plant this flower in the mortuary, how comfortable would life be to smell it every morning?

Thinking of this, Wencai's eyes gradually lost focus, and his feet moved uncontrollably toward the direction from which the fragrance was coming, while he chuckled foolishly.

Qiu Sheng, who was standing to the side, was slightly more solid in cultivation than Wen Cai, but at this moment his eyes were also glazed over and his steps were unsteady.

They walked into the darkness together with Wencai.

at the same time,

Lin Xuan also smelled that familiar floral fragrance.

His eyes flickered slightly as he snapped out of his reverie about the strangeness of Ren Weiyong's tomb.

The Dao Qi within the body circulated on its own, crushing the intoxicating fragrance that attempted to invade the spiritual platform.

"This scent...is it Dong Xiaoyu?!"

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He didn't speak immediately, but instead silently surveyed his surroundings.

Just then, a silvery laugh suddenly rang out from the darkness.

"Hehehe... My lords, are you looking for me?"

Her voice was melodious, a mix of reproach and laughter.

As the words fell, a figure in red slowly emerged from the woods.

The woman had a graceful figure, holding a red handkerchief in her hand, half-covering her face, revealing only a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water.

The moonlight fell on her, making her skin appear as white as snow and her eyes filled with affection.

If this place weren't a mass grave, any man who saw it would surely be captivated.

As Dong Xiaoyu appeared, the fragrance of flowers around them grew stronger, and wisps of pink mist rose up.

"Beautiful...beautiful girl..." Wen Cai's eyes lit up immediately.

As he spoke, he started to walk forward again.

Qiu Sheng couldn't help but smile, and a silly grin was about to spread across his face.

But the next moment, he shuddered violently.

A chill ran down my spine and up to the top of my head.

He blinked hard, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

In the middle of nowhere!

It's the middle of the night!

But suddenly a beautiful woman appeared!

What the hell is this if not a ghost encounter?!

"Wencai!" Qiusheng grabbed Wencai's shoulder and pulled him back forcefully. "That's a ghost! What are you doing?!"

Wen Cai seemed not to hear him, still staring blankly ahead, muttering, "Beauty...wait for me..."

Qiu Sheng's face immediately darkened.

He suddenly exerted force with his palm, turning Wencai around.

clap clap!

The two slaps were crisp and loud, echoing through the mountains and forests.

Wen Cai shuddered and finally came to his senses.

The next moment, a sharp pain shot through him. He covered his face and gasped, "Ouch—Qiu Sheng, why did you hit me?"

Qiu Sheng pointed at Dong Xiaoyu not far away and said irritably, "You were bewitched by that female ghost just now, you almost wanted to rush over and hug and kiss her!"

"If I hadn't woken you up, you would have been sucked dry by now!"

Wen Cai then realized what was happening and looked in the direction Qiu Sheng was pointing, finally seeing the red-clad figure in the darkness.

A night breeze blew by, and the red dress fluttered gently.

There was no shadow at all beneath Dong Xiaoyu's feet.

The anger on Wen Cai's face vanished instantly.

"A ghost...a ghost!"

He jumped in fright and quickly shrank behind Qiu Sheng, crying out, "Senior Brother! Senior Brother! There's a female ghost here!"

When Dong Xiaoyu saw that Qiu Sheng had woken up so quickly, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

But soon, she started laughing again.

Both are late-game warlocks.

For her, a novice Taoist, it was nothing.

If she could absorb the essence of these two people, her yin spirit would surely become more solid.

Especially the one who looks more clever, his blood and energy are much stronger than that of ordinary men!

Thinking of this, Dong Xiaoyu's eyes sparkled, and her smile deepened.

But just then...

A low, deep croaking sound suddenly rang out.

"Coo-caw—"

The croaking of the frogs wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy hammer blow, slamming down on the pink, fragrant mist!

The mist surrounding Dong Xiaoyu trembled suddenly, and the edges began to scatter.

The smile on her face froze slightly, and her gaze passed over Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, landing behind them.

Lin Xuan strolled over into the darkness.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai automatically moved aside.

Lin Xuan walked between the two and stood at the very front.

Moonlight fell on him, his blue Taoist robe fluttered slightly in the wind, and the dark golden toad on his shoulder was half-squatting, its eyes coldly staring at Dong Xiaoyu.

Dong Xiaoyu's gaze first fell on Lin Xuan's face.

Her eyes flickered slightly.

What a handsome Taoist priest!

Moreover, this person is full of yang energy, his Daoist qi is pure and upright, and his blood and qi are extremely vigorous.

If only I could spend a night with him...

The moment the thought crossed her mind, her body felt as if it were about to melt into a pool of spring water.

But before the thought could fully form in her mind, Xiao Jin called out softly again.

"Coo-caw—"

The sound pierced her ears, and Dong Xiaoyu felt a jolt in her soul, instantly shattering the romantic thoughts that had just surfaced.

Only then did she realize that there was actually a toad perched on Lin Xuan's shoulder.

Was that what was making that noise just now? But the sound it made seemed a little off...

Before Xiaoyu could even process the thought, Lin Xuan's voice rang out.

"Xiaoyu, right?"

Distracted, Dong Xiaoyu didn't think about it too deeply.

After all, she was a vengeful ghost in the early stages of Taoist cultivation...

Thinking of this, Dong Xiaoyu slowly moved the red handkerchief in her hand, revealing what she considered to be the most captivating and melancholic smile.

"This humble servant is Dong Xiaoyu, greetings to you, sir..."

She slightly bent her knees, about to bow.

However, before she could finish speaking, Lin Xuan calmly instructed, "Xiao Jin."

The small golden throat sac bulged.

"Lonely and widowed—!!!"

A strange croaking sound suddenly spread!

This low cry carried the [Soul-Capturing Bamboo Shoot] supernatural power, which is specifically designed to subdue evil spirits and demons!

An invisible ripple swept out, covering a distance of tens of meters in less than a breath, and slammed into Dong Xiaoyu!

hum!

The pink fragrance mist was instantly torn open with a large gash.

Dong Xiaoyu's body swayed violently, and her originally solid soul body suddenly became transparent and flickering for a moment, followed by pain!

Dong Xiaoyu's pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of horror appeared in her eyes.

How could a toad's croak possibly impact her soul?

"How is this possible... It's just a toad, how could it hurt me?! My cultivation level is at the early stage of Daoism!"

Dong Xiaoyu's voice was very soft, but Lin Xuan still heard it clearly.

After the spirit of the two kidneys took over, his hearing became much stronger than before.

A cold smile appeared on Lin Xuan's lips.

Dong Xiaoyu was probably head over heels in love before she died; her intelligence is somewhat worrying.

Faced with a bizarre attack that could harm him, instead of running away, he started muttering to himself.

However, for Lin Xuan, it didn't matter whether the other party ran away or not.

Immediately, Lin Xuan raised his sleeve and waved it.

A dozen or so dark gold vines fell to the ground.

The vines were covered with fine golden patterns, and after they fell to the ground, they swayed gently like serpents.

Dong Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat when she saw what was on the ground.

What is that?

A snake?

Before she could figure it out, Xiao Jin's croaking started again.

"Croak! Croak!"

Invisible ripples swept out.

At the same time, the dozen or so golden-patterned Soul-Suppressing Vine on the ground suddenly stopped twisting and then all raised their "heads".

The next moment!

Brush brush!

More than a dozen Soul-Suppressing Vines simultaneously broke through the weeds and shot towards Dong Xiaoyu.

Dong Xiaoyu's expression changed drastically, and she floated away as if she were about to transform into a gust of wind.

But Xiao Jin's croaking landed on her soul first.

She felt as if her soul had been nailed to the ground by an invisible iron nail, and her movements suddenly froze.

That's the stagnation.

A golden-patterned Soul-Suppressing Vine had already rushed towards her.

Dong Xiaoyu screamed, and her ghostly aura surged, transforming into several pink ribbons that tried to shake off the Soul-Suppressing Vine.

However, the golden patterns on the surface of the Soul-Suppressing Vine lit up, directly tearing through the ghostly energy and fiercely wrapping around her arm.

Zizizi!

The golden light collided with the yin energy, producing wisps of blue smoke.

Dong Xiaoyu's face contorted in pain, her previous allure completely gone.

Her eyes were red, her hair was flying, and the fragrance of the flowers around her suddenly became strong and pungent.

"ah--!!!"

"You stinky Taoist priest!!!"

A sharp shriek rang out.

A phantom flower shadow appeared behind Dong Xiaoyu.

When those flowers bloomed, the fragrant mist surged, attempting to engulf Lin Xuan and his companions.

Wen Cai had barely taken a whiff of it when his eyes started to wander again.

Qiu Sheng quickly held his breath and kicked him in the butt.

"Still smelling it? Are you out of your mind?!"

Wen Cai stumbled from the kick, immediately covered his nose, and said in a muffled voice, "I didn't smell anything! It crawled in by itself!"

Lin Xuan remained expressionless, and gently shook the Three Pure Ones Bell in his hand.

jingle--

The clear, melodious sound of bells rang out, directly dispersing most of the fragrant mist that had been spreading.

"Little Jin".

"Croak!"

Xiao Jin puffed out his throat pouch again.

This sound was louder than the previous ones!

Dong Xiaoyu's ghostly aura trembled violently, and her soul froze once again.

The next moment, more than a dozen golden-patterned Soul-Suppressing Vine rushed forward.

Some wrapped their arms around her.

Some of them locked her waist.

Two more vines, like golden threads, burrowed into the ghostly aura behind her, tearing the illusory flower shadows to shreds.

Dong Xiaoyu screamed shrilly and struggled desperately.

The more it struggled, the tighter the Golden-Patterned Soul-Suppressing Vine wrapped around it.

The golden light on the surface of the vine seeped into her soul inch by inch, forcibly suppressing the yin energy within her body.

A moment later, Dong Xiaoyu could no longer hold on and fell heavily to the ground.

Her vision went black for a moment, and she could only vaguely hear several footsteps approaching.

Looking at Dong Xiaoyu, who was tightly bound by the Golden-Patterned Soul-Suppressing Vine, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Senior Brother, these golden vines you've transformed are amazing!"

"It was as fast as lightning! I didn't even have time to react before it had ensnared the female ghost."

Wen Cai followed closely, his eyes shining brightly.

"That's right! And the golden light on these vines seems to be particularly effective against female ghosts."

"This female ghost's aura was clearly much stronger than ours, but she was subdued as soon as she touched the vines."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but swallow.

"This thing is truly comparable to a magical artifact."

"No, it's even more powerful and agile than magical artifacts!"

"Senior brother, I really want one too..."

Wen Cai stared longingly at the golden-patterned Soul-Suppressing Vine on the ground, his face full of envy.

Qiu Sheng glanced at him. "What use would you have for it? To tie yourself up?"

Just as Wen Cai was about to retort, Lin Xuan had already walked up to Dong Xiaoyu.

He ignored their bickering and reached out to take out a soul-collecting talisman.

As soon as the talisman was produced, a faint yellow light descended.

In a daze, Dong Xiaoyu saw three figures approaching. The next moment, a suction force suddenly came from the talisman.

She couldn't even struggle as her soul was gradually pulled into the talisman.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness in an instant.

Lin Xuan looked at the Soul-Gathering Talisman in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

In the early stages, a Taoist's yin spirit can begin to grow into a rampant army once its yin energy has been cleansed and purified.

They are a decent fighting force.

However, this love-struck person is only fit to stay at the mortuary and guard the home.

Forget about going out to fight.

Lin Xuan flipped his wrist and put the Soul-Collecting Talisman into his system inventory.

Then, he turned his head to look in the direction of Ren Weiyong's tomb.

The female ghost has been apprehended.

Next, let's take a look at what's going on with that tomb.

Just as Lin Xuan was about to turn around, a slight noise suddenly came from the woods beside him.

"Who?"

Lin Xuan's gaze darkened, and he instantly swept his eyes into the forest.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai immediately tensed up and gripped their magical artifacts tightly.

As the shadows of the trees swayed, a figure slowly emerged from the forest.

The moonlight fell on that familiar face.

Lin Xuan was taken aback.

"Master?"