Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

He understood what the senior meant. He could also understand why the senior did not want to offend the Fu family. After all, the Fu family had three Jindan cultivators, and the senior's cultivation was only at the foundation building stage. If he offended the Fu family, he would have to pay a high price if he wanted to leave Pingyang City safely.

Don't worry, senior. I didn't take any action tonight. It was the villain who was defeated and killed by me."

At least this foundation-building person helped him. He would have offended Fu anyway, so he might as well take the blame.

"Yeah." Luo Shan hummed, turned and left.

Not far away, Ling Wanran changed out of her phantom skin, took out a new robe from her storage bag and put it on, then walked out from the depths of the alley to meet Luo Shan.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, are we going to rescue those evil women now?" Ling Wanran asked.

"No, we won't go." Luo Shan shook her head. She had originally planned to do so, but after what happened just now, she changed her mind.

"How can being rescued by us compare to what those people saw with their own eyes?" Since the matter is going to get out of hand, the bigger the better. In this way, the Fu family might not have the energy to look for her, a female cultivator of the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet, in the city.

Of course Luo Shan would never admit that he actually held a grudge.

Ling Wanran thought about it and nodded in affirmation: "That's true, but Fellow Daoist Luo, what are you going to do?"

"First, spread the news in the city that someone in Pingyang City has captured a Yin girl to practice evil magic, and also explain that this evil practice can make mortals who cannot practice become cultivators."

"Second, we need to reveal the place where the Yin woman is imprisoned. Those people will definitely go there to confirm the truth of the matter."

"After that, it was revealed that the Fairy Shuiyue, whom the second son of the Fu family married a few days ago, was not dead."

Ling Wanran's eyebrows jumped when she heard this. With such an arrangement, she was afraid that the Fu family's reputation in Pingyang City would be ruined.

Thinking of what he heard when he entered the city, about the Fu family offering spirit stones to buy Fellow Daoist Luo's life, he secretly wondered in his heart, could it be that Luo San did this on purpose just to avenge him?

For a moment, I felt inexplicably sympathetic to the Fu family. Why did you pick on Fellow Daoist Luo from Southern Xinjiang when you could pick on anyone else?

With a plan in mind, the two began to implement it as soon as daybreak. Within two hours, a wave of searching for the evil cultivators spread out on the outskirts of Pingyang City. Many mortals were filled with grief and indignation when they learned about this. There were also some cultivators who originally did not believe in the matter, but after following the rumors, they went to a remote farm of the Fu family. After seeing the dozen or so girls in the cellar, they all shouted at the Fu family to come out and give everyone an explanation.

There is more than one cultivation family in Pingyang City, the Fu family. Seeing this, some families that are not afraid of the power of the Fu family secretly added fuel to the fire.

The head of the Fu family was a little confused when he heard about this. At first, he suspected that someone had deliberately framed the Fu family. After hearing the whole story, he felt a pang in his heart.

His own son knew that although Quan'er usually did not show his dissatisfaction with his inability to practice in front of him, it was not the case in private.

He felt sorry for Quan'er's inability to practice, so he indulged him a little more and turned a blind eye to what he did in private.

Now when he heard someone say that his son captured a Yin woman to practice evil magic in order to change his fate, he was not furious at first, but panicked instead.

He clearly understood that if his son learned that sorcery could change his fate that he was unable to cultivate, he would choose to practice sorcery without hesitation.

Thinking of Quan'er's attitude towards Shuiyue before, the head of the Fu family understood everything.

Now that things have gotten out of hand, his Fu family might need to do something to give an explanation to the monks outside.

"Fourth Uncle, go call Quan'er and Shuiyue." The head of the Fu family looked unhappy.

The Jindan cultivator nodded, and then disappeared directly into the hall. After a while, three people instantly appeared where the Jindan cultivator disappeared, two of them were Shuiyue and Fu Quan.

Fu Quan didn't know about the rumors outside, so he was puzzled by his father's behavior of asking Fourth Grandfather to bring him and Shuiyue here, so he asked:

"Father, you called my son and Shuiyue over, but is there anything you want to tell me?"

The head of the Fu family was already filled with anger, and the thought of his son committing such a big mistake made him even more furious. Now when he heard the other party's words, his rage surged to the top of his head. Then he slapped Fu Quan in the face, causing him to fall to the ground and spit out blood.

"You bastard, you know what you did." The head of the Fu family regretted it very much. If he had known that his son was unable to practice, he should have sent him to a side branch.

"Son... My son has been out of the house these few days, and I don't know what I have done wrong to make my father so angry." Fu Quan's heart was pounding, but he quickly suppressed it.

My father won't know about this. He did it very secretly and no one will trace it back to him.

"Don't know? You bastard!" The head of the Fu family raised his hand to hit him again, but when he saw a trace of blood on Fu's pale face, he put his hand down:

"You are so bold that you dare to associate with evil practitioners and even have evil thoughts. Do you know what you are doing? The reputation of my Fu family has been ruined by you. You are a useless thing. It's not your fault that you can't practice, but how can you practice evil magic!"

The head of the Fu family was so angry that his chest heaved. After saying this, he looked at Shuiyue who was trembling not far away, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

This female cultivator cannot live any longer.

Shuiyue was frightened by the murderous look of the Fu family's patriarch and her body trembled. She subconsciously wanted to hide behind Fu's body, but she couldn't move at all.

Shuiyue panicked, then knelt down, her face pale:

"Senior Fu, I don't know about this. I am already a useless person, how can I do so many things?"

"It's true that you are a useless person, but that doesn't mean you can't do these things. If you trick my son into doing such a thing, I can't let you stay."

This woman must die, no matter if she is an evil cultivator or not. Now, only when she dies and her body is handed over can we give an explanation to the people outside.

"Junior, I am innocent. Fu Quan, please help me plead for mercy. I beg you."

Shuiyue felt panicked when she heard what the head of the Fu family said.

"Dad, I have been a useless person who cannot practice since I was a child. Now I finally have the opportunity to become a cultivator. Father, are you going to destroy your son's only hope?"

Fu Quan was unwilling to accept this. Why did God treat him like this? No one knew how he had survived all these years. Looking at the young appearance of his fourth grandfather and father, he felt jealous and envious.

"This is your fate." The head of the Fu family looked at his son with a sullen face: "If you don't want to accept your fate, you can go find the life-giving grass, but don't choose evil magic."

"The living spirit grass has long been extinct. Father, you want me to look for something that doesn't exist?" The expression on Fu Quan's face was ugly, even a little distorted.