Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Many times, the past is like a gust of wind. When it blows, it is often so unexpected.

I don’t know where the sadness comes from, but it exists so really. It is dense and dense, forming a layer of mist that lingers, making people breathless.

Fang Lin's story is not long, but it is tragic enough.

Fang Lin had never thought about why Gu Liangwei did what he did, leaving no room for error.

The only reason Fang Lin could think of was the Shura Angel.

That was the first time she saw Shura Angel.

Unlike Jiang Ying, Jiang Ying didn't have much reaction at all when she saw the Shura Angel. The only possibility was that she was frightened.

Including Chu Xiaoran, they are all the same.

Because they don't know the existence of Emperor Flame Angel.

But Gu Liangwei is different. She is Fengxue Yuanling, a mainland legend like Fang Lin. She must have heard something about Shura Angel.

Shura Angel is probably a taboo existence. In Yan Liuli's words, there have already been a few words about Fang Lin.

Although the truth has not gone through a face-to-face confrontation, in fact, I have already guessed it.

And what about Fang Lin? Did he do something wrong?

The most outrageous fact is that the appearance of Shura Angel that time was because of her...

That’s all.

The past is just the past. The past has no meaning.

In the simple bun shop, Fang Lin disappeared suddenly, and the spiritual stones placed on the table reflected bright light.

I can't eat this meal anymore.

On the street, Fang Lin walked slowly and unhurriedly, like a visitor visiting this place for the first time. However, Fang Lin's temperament was so unique that he couldn't help but attract the attention of pedestrians on the street.

Most likely, the reason for these attention rituals is not only temperament, but also appearance.

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Fang Lin lowered his head and looked at himself, his eyes hesitated for a moment, then stood up and changed direction.

Not long after, Fang Lin came to a tailor shop.

His white warlord uniform was originally given to him by an old friend. Come to think of it, he was a pretty good person!

But now, this white outfit seems a bit out of place.

After customizing a style, Fang Lin left the tailor shop and continued wandering on the street aimlessly.

The sky gradually became darker.

There was a teahouse open at the corner of the street, and Fang Lin could already feel it from a distance. There was a gentleman inside who was telling strange stories about the world. From time to time, it would attract cheers from the audience.

Fang Lin thought for a while, then walked into the teahouse around the corner, found a comfortable seat and ordered a pot of tea.

The teahouse was bustling with activity, and the gentleman's tone was humorous and full of ups and downs, but what Fang Lin heard in his ears were all rumors from outside.

Legend has it that a while ago in Jisi City, a woman who looked like a fairy came to the city.

The woman was floating on her bare feet. If this city wasn't an ordinary city and people knew about the existence of monks, they might have mistaken the woman for a female ghost!

The woman was extremely beautiful, with crisp wind chimes hanging on her hands and feet. Whenever the breeze blew, the sound of the bells could be heard far away.

That night, there were so many guests in the small living room that even the aisles were full of people, and that strange woman was floating on the phoenix at the top of the attic.

The actors on the stage came out one after another, but no one in the audience came to listen to the play.

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The actors above were performing vulgar plots, but the women in the audience had their eyes wet with tears.

That night, the living quarters were brightly lit and they sang and sang all night long.

That night, everyone witnessed that the fairy-like woman shed tears all night long.

By the morning of the next day, there was an extra beauty in the small abode in the human world. Her eyes were tied with white silk ribbons and her head was full of silver hair.

After she flew out of the human world for a while, she flew higher and higher, until she reached the sky above the city. A huge wind wheel grew under her feet, and the gorgeous light reflected the wind and snow all over the city. Drifting.

But in the end, the wind wheel suddenly broke into pieces. It broke into overwhelming ice crystals, which looked like stars all over the sky in the sun, and flew far away.

In the sky, an ethereal voice that sounded like a fairy was left, "It's time for the wind and snow to disappear."

The snowflakes all over the city lasted for almost several hours before disappearing, and the fairy woman had disappeared when the wind wheel shattered.

But the legends in Jisi City are like the spread of snowflakes, spreading farther and farther.

I went blind overnight, and my head turned white overnight.

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"My lord, wake up! My lord!"

Fang Lin suddenly opened his eyes and saw the waiter greeting him.

Fang Lin glanced around and saw that it was already dark outside.

The waiter smiled kindly and said, "Sir, we are closing. Please come back tomorrow!"

Fang Lin rubbed his forehead, put down a spirit stone, stood up and disappeared.

The waiter was dumbfounded on the spot. After a few seconds, he turned around and looked at the crystal stone on the table, "Ling... Lingshi..."

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On the most prosperous street, there is a three

A small building with 2 floors.

The whole building is full of simple and elegant texture, and a row of peach trees was planted in front of the door.

Although it is not the peak season at this time, the peach blossoms are blooming beautifully.

In front of the door, there are a few grand characters written on the top plaque.

A small stay on earth.

Fang Lin looked deeply at these four characters. What did Fang Lin's eyes look like?

This feeling is too deep and complicated, and the explanation in words is really pale.

It wasn't until a moment later that Fang Lin suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes dropped to the door, he stood up and walked in.

This is an inn, and not just an inn.

In the lobby on the first floor, there were indeed actors performing their accents on the stage, but Fang Lin only glanced at them casually.

Fang Lin's attention was all on this pavilion.

There, there is a lifelike phoenix.

Fang Lin stared at the phoenix for a long time. After a while, the person appeared directly on top of the phoenix.

Suspended in mid-air, Fang Lin's eyes gradually fell on the stage.

Well, the actors here have really good accents, so it’s no wonder that she was able to listen to them all night long.

Gradually, people in the small building discovered Fang Lin above, and they were all shocked.

The legend from a while ago is still circulating. Fang Lin's actions immediately aroused people's imagination. Some people even questioned whether Fang Lin's actions were grandstanding?

And when a faint pressure appeared on Fang Lin's body, those noisy voices immediately disappeared.

In the quiet lobby, there were only the melodious voices of the actors and the curious eyes of everyone.

This night, the small residence on earth was brightly lit again, and music was played all night long!