Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Take advantage of this rest time.

Anle sorted out the intelligence obtained from these simulations.

First, the proprietress named Qiu Qing is a relatively safe evil spirit.

In several simulations, no evil spirit dared to attack in any scene where she was present.

Qiu Qing still has some rationality and can communicate.

In some cases, it can be considered a boost.

Second, the guest rooms are sealed because the owner of this inn is currently sleeping or is not here at all!

Qiu Qing didn't want to fight directly with outsiders such as Anle, so she adopted this method to delay time.

Again, this could be called a trial.

Anyone who can't even hold on for these five days will certainly not survive the days that follow.

The third and most critical point is.

After dawn, Qiu Qing will invite everyone to go to the hall.

If he meets Xiang Feng, he will still attack him even if he risks being targeted by the most terrifying evil spirit here.

To be honest, the strengthened Anle is still no match for Xiang Feng.

The gap in realm, magic weapons, and techniques is still huge and difficult to make up in a short period of time.

Anle has a way to deal with this.

But after that, the chaos begins.

The entire inn will undergo bizarre changes, and the terrain and environment will be completely different from what they are now.

Without the protection of the guest room, Anle will face the threats from evil spirits and immortal cultivators.

Even after the mutation, the inn itself will become a source of danger that cannot be ignored.

Recalling the way he died in the simulation, Anle opened the window.

Let the cold night breeze blow on your face.

The slight sense of satisfaction and relief brought by the breakthrough just now was instantly forgotten, and the whole person regained clarity.

Outside the window, there was no moon and the light was dim.

The outline of the mountains not far away is vaguely visible.

It lurks in the pitch-black night like an intangible monster.

There was a faint sound of gurgling water.

However, after a while, several malicious peeping eyes appeared from the shadows outside.

Anle didn't dare to be careless. After enjoying the breeze for a while, he quickly closed the window.

Directly opening windows to attract evil spirits is more efficient, but it may attract particularly dangerous beings.

In comparison, most of the evil spirits that Lao Mo attracted were of similar strength to him, or slightly stronger.

After all, if it’s too strong…it probably won’t come back.

Put aside distracting thoughts, calm down and adjust your state quietly.

******

The sky gradually brightened.

The room became a little brighter.

However, during the day in this strange place, there is still a gloomy and cold feeling.

There was a soft knock on the door.

Anle woke up from his trance.

He did not transform into the form of "Armor" immediately, but maintained his handsome and clear appearance.

Sometimes, appearance is also a useful tool.

he said loudly.

"Please come in."

A gust of fragrant wind came.

Qiu Qing, wearing a bright red cheongsam, pushed open the door gracefully.

When she saw Anle in this state, a strange look flashed in her beautiful eyes, but it was quickly hidden.

"Sir, please move to the lobby for a chat."

Anle smiled warmly, without any intention of moving, and said apologetically.

"I am not feeling well today. I am too weak to go out. Please ask the boss lady to notify others."

Qiu Qing looked him up and down.

The young man had a ruddy complexion, was tall and strong, and had a back as straight as a sword.

All the energy and blood in his body seemed to be overflowing, as if he contained the sun of a sintering furnace. He didn't look weak or powerless at all.

She said softly, "Sir, what I'm going to tell you later is the secret of the ghostly spirit essence."

"Don't you really want to come and listen?"

"Do not want to."

Anle answered straightforwardly.

He naturally knew what the "mysterious chalcedony" was.

Although this place is a strange place, it is actually a blessed land where a strange change has occurred, and it will indeed give birth to precious natural treasures.

The mysterious chalcedony is the most precious one among them.

It can help people condense golden elixir!

Otherwise, how could Wan Xinrong and others continue to go deeper when they realized something was wrong here?

The temptation is so great that they are willing to risk their lives.

But for Anle, he has to get through this hurdle first.

Not to mention, he could also use deduction to obtain information about the mysterious chalcedony.

No need to rush.

Seeing this, Qiu Qing smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't want to go, but you still need to agree to a small request of mine..."

Chapter 93 Shocking Change

"We have to abide by the rules here. Without rules, there will be no order."

Qiu Qing told the story with a smile on her face.

"Sir, you don't want me to tell the boss that you broke the rules, do you?"

"So, please agree to one request of mine."

"ask?"

Anle had already expected this, but he still put on a surprised expression and raised his eyebrows and asked.

"What request?"

A blush flashed across the proprietress's pretty face, as if she was shy.

"Come to my room at three o'clock tonight."

"I'll discuss this with you in detail then."

Anle nodded: "Okay."

Qiu Qing was a little surprised to hear him agree so easily.

When she was about to leave, she half hid her face at the door with her eyes seductive.

"The room with the Chinese character 囍 on the door is my room, so don't go to the wrong one."

"The guests in the next room are very irritable."

After Qiu Qing left.

Anle felt a chill on his back.

You don't need to look to know that Xiao Xiaohong is staring at him silently with a stern face and a resentful look in her eyes.

"what are you thinking!"

Anle shook his head slightly.

None of the indigenous people I met in this inn were alive.

Relative safety is only relative.

******

More than ten minutes later.

The four foundation-building masters from the Akabane Sect were the first to arrive at the first-floor lobby of the inn.

Those lively guests disappeared without a trace.

Only the food on the table was still steaming and emitting an enticing aroma.

There is an indescribable weirdness.

"Wait, where's Fellow Daoist Tang?"

Ke Yan glanced around and his face looked grim.

He noticed that one of his companions did not show up.

Xiang Feng next to him had a blank expression on his face: "He is probably dead."

Everyone was secretly shocked.

That’s the middle stage of foundation building!

He couldn’t even make it through these five days?

At this time, three people in purple robes walked down the stairs.

It was someone from Ziyun Sect.

"Ziyun old dog!"

"Heh, I was wondering who it was, it turns out to be the despicable guy from the Akabane Sect!"

As soon as the two sides met, they immediately showed a tense attitude.

There were only seven practitioners in the field.

Wan Xinrong was extremely surprised that he didn't see the strange man in armor.

Surprise surged in my heart: "Could it be...he is dead?"

"I said, if he acts so recklessly, he will be finished sooner or later!"

"It seems that he just happened to be lucky the last few times, a blind cat catching a dead mouse."

Thinking of this, Wan Xinrong felt happy, as if his thoughts became clearer.

Turning around again, he found that there were casualties in the Akabane Sect. Wan Xinrong touched his beard and said.

"It is a pity that a foundation-building cultivator died in this strange place!"

His tone was full of sorrow, but he could hardly hide the smile on his old face.

"Shut up."

Xiang Feng snorted coldly, and invisible pressure spread.

Wan Xinrong's expression changed slightly.