Modify destiny starting from Liaozhai

Chapter 161 Stumbled into the depths
After accidentally entering the ghost hunt, the sooner you use the soul-returning paper, the greater the possibility of rescue.

So after Xu Changsheng received the news, he didn't stop at all. He even asked Liu Linglong to send him to Wanxiang Pavilion, bought two stacks of soul-returning papers, and hurried north again.

After half a day.

Xu Changsheng fell from mid-air and came to a swamp filled with miasma. The muddy ground was mixed with green water, and white bones and corpses could be seen everywhere.

Not far in front of him, there was a broken stone tablet.

There are two lines of characters engraved on it.

The big one is "Ghost Looking for Dan".

The smaller one "has a hundred miles ahead."

A hundred miles further is Guixundang.

To be on the safe side, Xu Changsheng stopped as soon as he arrived here, although the probability of finding it back would be higher if he went further.

But compared to saving people, Xu Changsheng still felt that his dog's life was more important.

So he just found a relatively clean hilltop nearby, leveled the ground with his sword energy, sat down, and immediately pulled out a piece of soul-returning paper and lit it.

The soul-returning paper exudes the smell of burning straw, and the smoke curls upward.

Xu Changsheng shouted softly toward the smoke: "Xiao Xing, Xiao Xing."

The smoke then oscillated and drifted towards Gui Xundang in the north. In the faint space, Xu Changsheng seemed to hear a high-pitched sound coming from the smoke of the soul-returning paper.

The shouts kept coming.

"Xiao Xing, Xiao Xing."

The soul-returning paper does not burn very quickly, and one piece of paper can burn for about ten breaths.

Xu Changsheng was standing by, and whenever he saw the smoke starting to rise, he started calling Xiao Xing's name.

The smoke then drifted in the direction of Gui Xundang.

Each piece of soul-returning paper burned up, and soon, there was a layer of paper ash at Xu Changsheng's feet.

The sky gradually turned gray.

But no one was seen coming out of the fog. Xu Changsheng used several communication sword charms but received no response.

He was also vaguely worried.

"Xiao Xing, Xiao Xing."

He shouted one after another and burned three more soul-returning papers.

Seeing that more than half of the stack of soul-returning papers in his hand had been used, Xu Changsheng hesitated for a few seconds before choosing to put it away.

He was going to try somewhere else.

Maybe Xiao Xing's location is not close to Lin'an City.

If you take out the Kanyu map and look at it, Guixundang is just a circle on the Kanyu map. If you can't find it here, then just find another place.

Just when he stood up and prepared to change places, his expression suddenly changed.

Because the paper man he left a hundred miles away suddenly discovered that an old Taoist man was driving a wine gourd, falling from the sky.

Not long after, the Taoist arrived at a place only fifty miles away from Xu Changsheng.

It seems that he is here too.

The old Taoist only had the cultivation level of the early stage of fetal death, and it looked like he was here to look for someone. He was wailing all the way, and wherever he passed, he was noticed by the paper figures left by Xu Changsheng.

Xu Changsheng felt a little sad in his heart, but Xu Changsheng didn't leave either. He just stayed where he was, quietly waiting for the old Taoist to come to his door.

Not long after, before seeing anyone, I heard the old Taoist crying extremely sadly and falling from the sky.

When he reached the top of the mountain and put away his magical weapon, he realized that there were already people here.

But he didn't care about going too far, he just made a bow and cried, "Fellow Taoist is also here to look for someone?"

Xu Changsheng nodded slightly, "I'm here to find friends."

After putting away the wine gourd, the old Taoist priest was not tall, and was even a little hunched over. In addition, he was carrying a huge gourd on his back, so he looked a little funny.

The old Taoist priest nodded, "Me too... no, no, no, I am here to find my disciple."

Xu Changsheng reminded: "Taoist Master, it's better to light the soul-returning paper first. It's important to find someone."

"Yes, yes, find someone, find someone."

The old Taoist priest clapped his hands, wiped the old tears from the corners of his eyes, sat directly where Xu Changsheng had burned the paper, and dug out a stack of soul-returning papers from the mustard.

One by one they started to light up, and they kept shouting.

"Shangguanyuan, Shangguanyuan..."

Taking advantage of the break of burning paper, the old Taoist priest began to talk nonsense again.

"Women are harmful to people, women are harmful to people. That poor Taoist disciple has always been obedient, until that day, a woman came to our Taoist temple, alas..."

"After that day, Yuan'er's soul was taken away by her."

The old Taoist lit another soul-returning paper and said, "Shangguanyuan, Shangguanyuan."

Smoke drifted into Gui Xundang, and the old Taoist priest continued: "Three days ago, Yuan'er suddenly disappeared. After waiting for a long time, he sent me a message saying that the woman came to look for him and asked him to follow her. Going down the mountain...who would have thought that Yuan'er would follow him."

The old Taoist priest patted his thigh hard, not sure whether he was angry or regretful.

"Shangguanyuan, Shangguanyuan."

"Later, I was so angry that I didn't go looking for him. But who would have thought that yesterday he was suddenly summoned to say that he accidentally entered Guixundang... What do you think we should do?"

The old Taoist priest spread his hands anxiously and burst into tears again.

Xu Changsheng sat aside and lit the soul-returning paper.

"The Taoist Master should be just such a disciple."

"Who says it's not the case... Pindao is so old and has only a few years left to live. I originally thought that Yuan'er was very talented and could pass on our lineage, but who knew, who knew... Sigh. "

Xu Changsheng could only comfort him: "Ji people have their own destiny, Taoist priest, don't worry too much."

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "You are just here to talk about poor Taoism. Fellow Taoist, who are you here to find?"

"Let's find a good friend. After we parted ways with him in Lin'an City, we received news that he had gone to hell to look for Tang."

The two of them chatted all the time, and burned the soul-returning paper one after another.

Xu Changsheng also learned his Taoist name from him. It was a bit strange that a Taoist priest was called "Changquan Taoist".

As for Xu Changsheng, he used his old name.

Li Feiyu.

"Brother Li, Yuan'er and your good friend may not be around here. Let's try changing places."

Perhaps someone was equally sad, so the old Taoist priest was not so sad.

Meeting a Taoist priest with a true temperament, Xu Changsheng's dull mood improved a little.

"Walk."

After saying that, the two of them stood up, slapping their butts, and were about to use their own methods to control things and travel far away.

Xu Changsheng glanced down the mountain, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Taoist Master, stop!"

The old Taoist priest had already turned over and sat in the hollow of the gourd. When he heard the words, he asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Xu Changsheng's eyes were filled with disbelief. He pointed to a place under the mountain and gritted his teeth and said, "When you came here, did you see the stone tablet there?"

"Stone monument?"

The old Taoist priest was confused, "No."

"You didn't see the stone monument, why did you stop here and not move forward?"

The old Taoist priest said matter-of-factly: "When I saw you burning paper here, I thought I couldn't go any further, so I stopped."

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest suddenly understood what Xu Changsheng meant.

"Brother Li means, then, there was a stone tablet?"

Xu Changsheng began to sweat on his forehead, "Yes, when I came, there was a broken stone tablet, which said that there is a hundred miles ahead of the extremely dangerous place."

"what?!"

Changquan Taoist fell down from the gourd, his eyes panicked, and he said in disbelief: "You mean, we have also entered Guixundang now?" Xu Changsheng was speechless, and waved his right hand forward, and a sword light came from it. It flies out of the body and thrives in the wind.

"Cover the mountain!"

The Flying Sword slashed down in mid-air, directly creating a huge crater in the area where Xu Changsheng saw the stone monument.

But in a blink of an eye, the flying sword escaped.

The huge crater disappeared, the ground returned to its original state, and the stone tablet reappeared in its place, but the words on it were slightly changed.

"Five hundred miles ahead, ghosts are looking for Tang."

Upon seeing this, the Changquan Taoist took a step back, fell to the ground, and cried, "Wan Liao!"

"It's over, neither of us can get out."

Xu Changsheng has a green destiny that is not alarmed by any change. Although he is worried at the moment, he is still as calm as water. He immediately judged the situation at the moment and took out an interstate communication sword talisman.

"Senior sister, the area covered by Gui Xundang seems to be expanding. I was accidentally trapped. Don't come here rashly. Find the palace master first!"

Crush the sword talisman and instantly turn it into a small sword.

He then looked at the old Taoist priest and asked doubtfully: "We have just been enveloped by the ghost Xundang, and we can still send a message. Otherwise, the longer we stay, the less likely it will be sent out. What are the Taoist priests still doing?"

"Messaging?"

The Changquan Taoist glanced at him and said with a wry smile: "The poor Taoist doesn't know who to pass it on to."

"Some of my old friends died and left. Besides, Pindao has entered this ghost hunt. No one is willing to fight for Pindao."

Xu Changsheng was in a daze when he heard this.

Maybe people like Changquan Taoist are the norm for Qi practitioners?
His talent was limited, so he worked hard until he reached old age. He accepted a disciple, but he didn't even have an old friend around him who could talk to him.

Xu Changsheng couldn't help but think of himself. If he hadn't joined the Black and White Academy, who would be willing to come to Guixundang to fight for him?

The fox probably counts as one.

If Guan Shanyue can be contacted, he will definitely come.

No one else seems to be there.

Xu Changsheng sighed in his heart and comforted: "It's okay, it's not like no one has walked out of Guixundang. I believe we can get out."

Taoist Changquan sighed: "Yuan'er was also lost in Gui Xundang. It doesn't matter whether Pindao gets out or not. It's just that you are still young, Taoist friend Li... No, no, no, Pindao doesn't mean to curse you. We will definitely be able to get out." of."

"Well, if the Taoist leader is traveling with us, please follow closely. If you make a wrong step here, we may both be separated."

"Walking together, we must go together." Changquan Taoist nodded repeatedly, "Let's discuss a secret code. If we get separated and then reunite, we can know whether each other is the real person."

Immediately, Xu Changsheng sent a message to the old Taoist priest and finalized the secret code of "The king of heaven covers the tigers of the earth, and the pagoda suppresses the river demons".

Both were Qi practitioners and had experienced many lives and deaths. The two of them quickly accepted the reality.

"Brother Li, where do you think we should go next? Even poor people will listen to you."

Xu Changsheng was not in a hurry to give an answer. He took out a gold bucket with a hanging needle from the mustard. He then took out a small piece of red cloth, pinched it with both hands, and lit it, and the ashes fell on the gold bucket.

Immediately, the hanging needle on the golden bucket began to rotate, and finally swayed back and forth within a very wide range.

"Follow."

Xu Changsheng immediately flew towards the direction pointed by the hanging needle with his sword.

The Changquan Taoist followed closely behind.

"Fellow Daoist Li, what was that you just burned? Can you really go out?"

——What is that? That is my senior sister’s skirt!

Xu Changsheng vaguely remembered that when he went to bed at night, Liu Linglong forced her skirt into his hand, saying that he should hold it so that if he forgot it next time when he went out, he would have someone to change with.

He didn't doubt it at that time, but he didn't expect it to be used today.

But you definitely can't say that, so Xu Changsheng explained: "This is part of the magic weapon and can be traced."

After not going far, the direction of the hanging needle began to change.

First it deviated a little, and then it was directly reversed.

"You want us to go back?"

The Changquan Taoist hesitated.

Xu Changsheng had no doubts about the golden bucket in his hand, because it was given to him by Senior Brother Tie Jian.

Tie Jian's weapon refining methods are recognized by everyone in the sect...well...it is not recognized that people can refine magic weapons on the spot.

"Yes, we are already trapped."

Xu Changsheng turned his head without hesitation. After crossing the dead lake with his sword, the hanging needle changed direction again.

But just when he was about to turn his head, the hanging needle stopped for a moment, then circled like crazy, scurrying around like a headless fly.

Xu Changsheng looked at it for a while and finally sighed.

Changquan Taoist priest sat on the gourd and sighed: "It's difficult, it's difficult."

"It's okay, try again."

Xu Changsheng put away the golden bucket and took out another talisman. After crushing it, the talisman turned into a gray mouse.

He took out part of Liu Linglong's dress again and let the mouse sniff it.

The mouse smelled it for a moment, then jumped off its hand, landed on the lake, and walked across the water in the northeast direction.

"There is a play!"

Needless to say, the Changquan Taoist immediately followed the direction of the mouse.

But before the mouse ran out more than ten meters, a bubble of water suddenly emerged from the originally calm lake surface and enveloped the mouse.

The bubbles shattered and the mouse transformed from the talisman disappeared.

The Changquan Taoist immediately stopped.

"This this this..."

He looked back at Xu Changsheng, who had not moved, with an awkward expression.

"There is something strange in this lake, please get out of the way first."

After that, he fell straight towards the lake with his sword, and Taoist Changquan followed without any hesitation.

The two of them landed on the sand beside the lake. Xu Changsheng did not dare to put away his flying sword, and the flying sword hovered around him.

The sand is covered with animal footprints, and you can vaguely see exposed white bones, as well as rotten dead wood floating on the green water.

There was silence all around.

The Changquan Taoist also took out a fly whisk glowing with white light and held it in his hand with a solemn expression.If it weren't for the huge wine gourd he was carrying behind his back, it would look like that.

Suddenly.

Both of them turned their heads and looked to the right.

Miasma is everywhere, and it can be vaguely seen that the mist in the distance seems to be flowing.

The two paper figures quietly fell from Xu Changsheng's trouser legs, disappeared into the ground.

The Flying Sword followed and disappeared into the mist, and the flowers in the mirror quietly appeared and enveloped the figure.

Each hand holds a high-level talisman, the right hand is used for attacking, and the left hand is used for protection.

"Friend Daoist Li, if there is any movement, look at me!"

After the Changquan Taoist finished speaking, his body sank slightly, and he punched out suddenly. Suddenly, a shadow of the fist disappeared in front of him with miasma.

Xu Changsheng didn't stop him either, because his paper man didn't notice anything strange.

But just now the two of them actually saw the figure.

Since you can't find it, take the initiative to create opportunities.

Sure enough, the shadow of Changquan Taoist's fist dispersed some of the fog, although miasma soon poured in from all around.

But Xu Changsheng still saw the figure.

A woman in a snow-white dress was blinking and looking at them with confusion.

(End of this chapter)