From waterfowl, it began to transform into the Great Sun Golden Crow.

"Fellow immortals, I am the second son of Tang Family Fortress. I am a disciple of Qingling Immortal Temple, and my other name is Jingxuan."

"Today, Tangjiabao has been negligent in its dealings with everyone. For the past three days, Tangjiabao has been plagued by evil spirits. I ask all fellow immortals to convey this message: these one hundred immortal talismans are a token of our apology."

Tang Jingxuan took out a dozen paper-drawn talismans from his sleeve.

The talisman dissipated its spiritual energy.

Gu Heting glanced at it only once, but immediately sensed its profound mystery. He didn't understand talismans, but the inscriptions inside tightly locked away the spiritual energy within.

It also contains a profound sense of rhythm and philosophy.

Gu Heting sighed inwardly and then summoned the system.

system

[Vermilion ink, solidified, etched with mysterious patterns; a universe contained within a small fingertip.]

[A thousand years of Taoist wisdom captured in a single stroke; the myriad aspects of mountains and rivers are contained within.]

[The talisman created by the second young master of Tangjiabao.]

[It contains the essence of heaven and earth, yet it holds a unique and profound secret.]

The two sons of Tangjiabao are hailed as geniuses.

[His talent for talisman crafting is unparalleled in millennia.]

"This cinnabar talisman is a gift to all fellow immortals. Fellow immortals, please inform your fellow Daoists so that everyone may be informed."

The onlookers, scattered cultivators, watched as the second young master of Tang Family Fort scattered talismans into the sky. They became increasingly uneasy. In the blink of an eye, they flew over on their swords.

Upon seeing this, Tang Jingxuan, the second young master of Tangjiabao, clapped his hands.

All the talismans, like guides, flew into the arms of the rogue cultivators. Each of them received three to five talismans.

"Disperse, everyone. I still have time to catch up with old friends. Tang Family Fortress welcomes all fellow cultivators at any time."

Upon hearing this, all the independent cultivators who had benefited returned to their respective residences.

At this moment, the surroundings finally quieted down for a moment, and the whispers ceased. However, some female cultivators lingered, captivated by Tang Jingxuan's beauty, and refused to leave.

They glanced at Tang Jingxuan for a moment, sighed, and finally returned to the inn.

"Wanqing, let's go." Tang Jingxuan extended her hand, gesturing for them to leave.

"Second Brother Tang, you've divided up so many talismans, what are you going to do with them?"

Tang Jingxuan smiled slightly, seemingly unconcerned: "What I have in abundance in this life is talismans. To me, talismans are no different from spirit stones."

That's true.

Tang Jingxuan was a genius who understood the Dao of Heaven and Earth; with his vermilion brush and ink, he could create a talisman in the blink of an eye.

He didn't care at all about the scattered talismans.

The sounds of the night subsided into silence, broken only by the occasional chirping of insects. Through the moonlight, Tang Jingxuan carefully observed Xiang Wanqing. She noticed that Xiang Wanqing was holding a small water bird in her arms.

The little waterbird's gaze didn't seem like that of a small animal.

More like a person.

The little waterbird was staring intently at Tang Jingxuan. "What's this?" Tang Jingxuan lowered his voice, quite curious. He had also attended the full moon celebration for this young girl from the late Qing Dynasty.

I wouldn't call myself a teacher.

However, he was certain of one thing: this little girl did indeed like strange and unusual things.

"Second Brother Tang, let me introduce you. This is Gu Heting, the alchemy elder of our Xiaoshan Sect."

"Little sister, this............"

Tang Jingxuan pinched the tip of her nose, feeling that her mind was too active. Although they had known each other for some time, this joke was not funny at all.

Xiaoshan Zong's only daughter has always been somewhat immature.

Although they are outsiders, they are used to deceit and treachery, and they quite like this kind of atmosphere.

The adult world is ultimately not as good as the child's. Xiang Wanqing was a cultivator of immortality, but his thoughts were too innocent. Dealing with him was quite comfortable.

At least he, who enjoys watching the mountains and listening to the rain, is not tired of children's nature.

Thinking of this, Tang Jingxuan also squatted down, making herself the same height as Xiang Wanqing.

"I know, this is your pet, so it is the best elder." Tang Jingxuan reached out and touched the little water bird.

He wanted to pet the waterbird, but the waterbird glanced up at him and stared blankly at him.

After a long while, the waterbird said, "Actually, I'm quite an amateur. I'm not qualified to refine pills."

"Cough cough cough..."

I almost couldn't catch my breath.

What did I see?

Am I daydreaming today? Perhaps Tangjiabao has been overthinking things. Alas, troubles are piling up, one thing after another.

"Hello," Gu Heting greeted again.

Their eyes met, and they remained silent for a long time.

Tang Jingxuan had to accept the reality that he might have too much prejudice against wild beasts. But after thinking about it carefully, he still felt that something was wrong.

His master was a prodigy, a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, who had also taught him.

Only powerful demons that can transform into human form can speak human language.

Tang Jingxuan was always cautious and deliberate, and he was always hesitant to admit to things that were beyond his comprehension.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Qiushui.

This senior sister of the Xiaoshan Sect wouldn't lie. She nodded, "Second Young Master Tang, Uncle-Master Gu Heting is indeed our Alchemy Sect Master."

"Forehead....."

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Your talent in alchemy is truly exceptional. It's remarkable that you're a beast in human form. We've never heard of such a thing before, and we've been quite uncooperative."

Gu Heting, however, did not feel that it was particularly impolite.

Everyone who met him found him somewhat strange, but he got used to it.

"Senior, you flatter me too much. My alchemy skills are only superficial. They are hardly of any use." Gu Heting spoke eloquently.

The logic behind it is remarkably human.

This surprised him greatly.

"Second Young Master, do you know what it means to have a corpse that can move?" Finally, someone asked. And the person who asked the question was a complete stranger.

This man had an ordinary appearance; he was none other than Song Baitao.

Tang Jingxuan gazed at the moonlight, her mind filled with turmoil.

He wore a blue bracelet on his wrist, similar in design to the ring on Gu Heting's foot.

The bracelet shimmered with a bluish light.

Before him stood a blue-and-white porcelain palanquin with four rams. The palanquin had two levels, with an interior screen and beaded curtains. Its extravagance truly broadened Gu Heting's horizons.

"Please come up, four distinguished guests."

Gu Heting and his entourage boarded the sedan chair.

Unlike the flying boat, this sedan chair took off smoothly without even shaking. It seemed more like a prop used to entertain distinguished guests.

Four months ago. In a small mountain village in the human realm near the foot of Mount Wu.

"For some unknown reason, evil spirits and demons have appeared and caused chaos."

"There were independent cultivators who spontaneously quelled the rebellion, but the culprits that wreaked havoc in the region were not demons or evil spirits. There are some things in the late Qing Dynasty that you might not expect."

Tang Jingxuan patted the armrest of the sedan chair, her face full of worry.

Xiang Wanqing knew Tang Erge's character well. Although she was somewhat optimistic and indifferent to many things, she still maintained a certain level of propriety when it came to matters of principle.

"Second brother, is your worry unreasonable?"

"Um"

Tang Jingxuan nodded.

He took out a crystal-like substance from his pocket. The crystal was dark in color and even emitted a corrosive stench of decay.

Under the moonlight, there was an inexplicable and eerie atmosphere.

"Since I began cultivating immortality, I have never heard of such a thing."

"The scourge that plagues the mountain village is not some evil spirit, but these rogue cultivators themselves."

"Just like what you saw today."

"That rogue cultivator was covered in centipedes and poisonous insects. He could not speak and had already lost his mind."

"They only have murderous intent in their hearts, not a trace of emotion."