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

"Even if there has been no news of the living spirit grass for thousands of years, how can you be sure that there is no living spirit grass in the world of cultivation?" Seeing that Fu Quan was so unrepentant, the head of the Fu family became even more angry:

"The Spirit Sea Secret Realm opens once every thousand years. I learned from a Yuanying senior that there are spiritual herbs in the secret realm. I originally wanted to go into the secret realm and take a look for you, but I never thought you would do such a thing."

The head of the Fu family glared at Fu Quan angrily:

"You did it, but you were caught by someone. Now thousands of monks in the city are waiting for my Fu family to give them an explanation."

"Quan'er, you ruined yourself!"

After doing such a thing and letting others know about it, even if he gets the Life-giving Herb in the future, this rebellious son will never use it again. After all, once he uses it, people will speculate whether he has used evil magic.

His son is completely useless!

Fu Quan fell to the ground and stared at his father in a daze: "Father, I know I was wrong. Please save me."

"At this moment, we have no choice but to take this woman's body out and explain ourselves."

The Fu family patriarch's deep gaze was filled with murderous intent.

Shuiyue was hiding behind Fu Shenshen and her whole body was trembling. She wanted to say something but found that she couldn't utter a word.

In an instant, she understood that it was the old man of the Fu family who was playing tricks. She was afraid that the living spirit grass was also used by the old man to fool the useless Fu Quan.

Unfortunately, she couldn't say a word and could only look at Fu Quan pitifully with tears in her eyes.

"Quan'er, if you want it, you will be blamed for the evil spell if this woman doesn't die." The head of the Fu family had a gloomy face and spoke slowly, as if he was not in a hurry at all.

He knew his son well.

Sure enough, Fu Quan hesitated for a moment, then moved away, exposing Shuiyue in front of the head of the Fu family.

Shuiyue's face was pale, but she couldn't say a word. She could only shake her head and look at Fu Quan.

"The evil cultivator bewitched my son, his death is not a pity!"

After the head of the Fu family said this, he slapped out with his palm. Shuiyue, who was already a cripple, could not withstand the attack of a Jindan cultivator. He immediately vomited blood, his eyes widened, and he fell down with his eyes open.

"Father..." Fu Quan's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Shuiyue's corpse with its eyes open and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Fourth uncle, take Fu Quan away. Don't let him leave the yard without my order." The patriarch of the Fu family spoke expressionlessly towards the door, not looking at Fu Quan's shocked expression.

Then, he used his spiritual power to drag Shuiyue's body and went straight to the gate.

"My fellow Taoists, I came out today to give you an explanation."

"This woman is Shuiyue. She had previously concealed her identity as an evil cultivator and manipulated my son to marry her. Fortunately, she was discovered by the Taoist friend from the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet. At that time, I did not know that this woman was an evil cultivator, so I misunderstood the Taoist friend from the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet. I wonder if that Taoist friend is here. I apologize here."

"This evil cultivator Shuiyue had his cultivation destroyed by Daoist Nanjiang Shikui, and faked his death to avoid the investigation of my Fu family. However, I didn't expect that this woman was extremely vicious and used evil magic to control my son, forcing him to help her find a Yin woman to repair his Dantian. Fortunately, Daoists discovered it early, otherwise my son would have committed a heinous crime."

"I have killed this woman on the spot. As for my son, he has no spiritual roots since he was young. Although he was bewitched by the evil cultivators and his mind is not strong, he has not committed any serious mistakes. I hope that fellow Taoists will show mercy and not bother with him."

These words not only cleared the Fu family of all blame, but also expressed his own position in a righteous manner.

"Master Fu is righteous, your son is just a mortal, it is inevitable that he will be bewitched by the evil cultivators."

"Yes, this is not your fault, young master. How can a mortal resist evil magic?"

As soon as the head of the Fu family finished speaking, someone immediately agreed.

Of course, there were some who agreed and some who did not believe it. After all, not everyone was on good terms with the Fu family.

"It's ridiculous. They can be bewitched by evil cultivators in their own territory. Is the Fu family so bad?"

"I think they are just looking for a scapegoat after the truth is revealed."

Some people started conspiracy theories and spared no effort to put the blame on the entire Fu family.

The Fu family's patriarch didn't look very happy, and he released all his pressure, directly approaching the people who were speaking.

The pressure from the Jindan stage made these low-level cultivators feel very uncomfortable. Only then did they remember that the head of the Fu family was a Jindan stage cultivator.

"My Fu family is a great cultivation family in Pingyang City. How could we associate with evil cultivators? If I hear you say this again, you will end up like this evil cultivator!"

Having said that, he threw Shuiyue's body directly in front of the cultivators who had previously slandered the Fu family.

There was a loud "bang" and blood splattered. The conspiracy theorists were startled and took a few steps back with pale faces, not daring to look directly into the murderous gaze of the head of the Fu family.

Luo Shan hid in the crowd, looking at the body on the ground. After confirming that it was Shuiyue, he exchanged a glance with Ling Wanran. The two of them spontaneously withdrew from the crowd and headed towards the teleportation hall.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, can you trust what the Fu family's Patriarch said?"

Although Shuiyue is dead, the real mastermind behind the scenes is safe and sound. Ling Wanran couldn't help but think of what Fu Quan had done in her previous life, and she still felt a little worried.

"It's half credible." Luo San thought for a moment and replied.

"The head of the Fu family took Fu Quan away. If he had any other ideas..."

Ling Wanran was a little worried that what happened in her previous life would happen again. If that was the case, then wouldn’t everything she did be in vain?

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Ling. Now that the matter has been exposed, Fu Quan will definitely not have another chance."

Unless the Fu family wants the entire family to fall into evil ways, Fu Quan will probably live the rest of his life under the eyes of the Fu family and won't be able to make any waves.

"I hope so." Ling Wanran sighed inwardly.

The two of them arrived at the teleportation hall, paid five thousand spirit stones, and waited for a while before they gathered enough people to open the teleportation array.

In the teleportation array, except Luo Shan and Ling Wanran, three of the remaining eight people were wearing the same robes and carrying a sword case on their backs. They were disciples of the Wanjian Sect.

There was also a cultivator wearing a black robe that concealed his aura and appearance. It was impossible to tell what level of cultivation she had, but from her body shape, it could be seen that she was a female cultivator in the foundation-building stage.

The remaining four were all male cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage. As soon as they entered the teleportation array, they stood together. They must be companions.

As soon as the teleportation array was opened, Luo Shan felt a spatial pulling force, as if something was pulling at her soul, which was very uncomfortable.

In addition to her, Fellow Daoist Ling next to her was also like this, with a very ugly expression on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, I have some extra Qingxin Pills here. If you take them, you won't be affected by the teleportation array. Would you like one?"

One of the four male foundation-building cultivators saw Ling Wanran’s pale face and asked in a kind manner.

"How many spirit stones per one?" Ling Wanran had just paid the five thousand spirit stones required for the transmission, and now there were only one hundred and fifty-three spirit stones left in the storage bag.

"Three hundred low-grade spirit stones, fellow Daoist, would you like one?" the male cultivator quoted the price.

Ling Wanran: “…”

She can't afford it!