Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

On the giant rock of Beimeng Mountain, Shen Yichen reluctantly picked up Yixuan. He was also scared. He could not detect any aura and could only see with his naked eye. This was the first time Shen Yichen had encountered such a strange thing.

Shen Yichen enveloped the two of them in a halo of Buddhist light. Watching the approaching corpses and will-o'-the-wisps, he held his breath and shouted again:

"As a junior newcomer to Yanquan, please forgive me if I have been impolite or broken any rules. If you do not mind, I would like to be your friend!"

Yi Xuan was pinching Shen Yi Chen, clearly dissatisfied with what Shen Yi Chen had said. But Shen Yi Chen also had his difficulties; he had to see for himself whether it was a person or a ghost.

The numerous corpses stopped and automatically made way for a sedan chair. It was a paper sedan chair, with two paper figures on either side of it, who were bowing in worship.

"Sir, please!"

Sweat dripped from Shen Yichen's face onto Yixuan's, and he cursed inwardly:

"Please my ass! Please!"

Oh, you're scared too!

Yi Xuan wiped the sweat from Shen Yi Chen's forehead.

Shen Yichen was taken aback upon hearing this, looked down at Yixuan, and roared angrily:

"You, you were faking it?"

"It's not an act. If someone is talking, it means it's not a ghost. If it's not a ghost, then I'm not afraid!"

Yi Xuan released Shen Yichen and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Shen Yichen felt a little dizzy. He really couldn't see through Yixuan, and asked softly:

"What's next?"

"Let's fight! We're going to raze Yanquan to the ground! A bunch of monsters and demons, do they really think we're made of clay and easy to bully?"

Shen Yichen was puzzled by Yixuan's sudden change. He turned his gaze to Tian Xianglong, thinking that Yixuan must know something he didn't.

The two paper figures in front of the paper sedan chair bowed again and respectfully said:

"Young masters, please!"

Yi Xuan's Tianxianglong shot out, transforming into a ring of fire that directly attacked the paper figure.

"I don't like being toasted; I want to be forced to drink the penalty shot!"

What shocked Shen Yichen was what happened.

The paper figure not only escaped the fire ring but also repelled Tian Xianglong!

Shen Yichen also discovered the secret behind the paper figures. There seemed to be a shadow inside the paper figures, and it really was just a shadow; there was no person inside.

Shen Yichen felt something was very strange!

Upon first entering Yanquan, he not only encountered medicine that could affect cultivators, but now there was no one around. Shen Yichen marveled at the wonders of the martial world!

Yi Xuan was actually quite surprised, as he knew even less about the affairs of the martial arts world.

"Stop standing there like an idiot, okay? You don't really want to ride in a sedan chair to see a ghost, do you?"

Shen Yichen smiled slightly!

"Yi Xuan, actually I really want to go and see them, but their master has to come and see me first!"

Shen Yichen leaped into the air, clasped his hands together, and a Buddhist light emanated from his body, converging behind him to form a solemn Buddha statue, the light illuminating all directions.

The will-o'-the-wisps suddenly left the corpses and gathered together. Soon, a small fire figure appeared, burning with the Buddhist light emanating from Shen Yichen.

Shen Yichen and Yixuan were both shocked. They found it strange that the paper figures and the ghost fire were not true essence, yet they could destroy true essence.

Shen Yichen was also certain that this was not the power of the Ghost Vein. He couldn't understand what kind of power it could be.

Shen Yichen did not retreat, but continued to urge his true essence, making the Buddhist light stronger and more dazzling.

Soon, the corpses of the Song family members reacted, and many small winged insects flew out and landed on the sedan chair, causing all the corpses to collapse to the ground.

The two paper figures floated forward and attacked Shen Yichen together.

"The master has invited you; young master, you should follow with a smile!"

Yi Xuan, wielding the Heavenly Jade Dragon, deflected the attacks from the two paper figures.

An immense force exploded in the night, its true energy illuminating a large area nearby.

Shen Yichen's golden Buddha light was already showing signs of weakening, while the power of the ghost fire was becoming increasingly formidable.

Shen Yichen looked horrified and exclaimed:

"The will-o'-the-wisp is not merely about burning true essence, but about transforming true essence for one's own use!"

Shen Yichen landed gracefully, looking nervously at the will-o'-the-wisp and the paper figure.

Yi Xuan stepped back to his side and asked in confusion:

"What exactly is the power within them?"

Shen Yichen shook his head, and surprisingly replied:

"I want to meet the people behind them!"

"What did you say? Are you crazy?"

"Our host is hospitable, so we, as guests, should give him some face. So, Yixuan, do you have the courage to come with me?"

Yi Xuan didn't respond. He looked at Shen Yichen quietly for a while, then said softly:

"You're such a weirdo!"

"Is it strange? I listened to you, faced it head-on, and didn't run away. What's wrong with that?"

"Tch, as if I'm scared. Fine, I'll go!"

Yixuan seemed indifferent.

The two paper figures bowed again!

"Young masters, please!"

Shen Yichen bit his lip, looked at Yixuan, and asked again:

"Yi Xuan, are you really planning to come with me?"

"As for friends, I'll stab you in the back when you're dead. It's a bit too early now!"

Shen Yichen chuckled silently!

"Alright, let's go see the ghost of Bei Mengshan!"

Yi Xuan shuddered and grabbed Shen Yichen's arm.

"We're going to see our master, not ghosts!"

Shen Yichen pulled Yixuan toward the paper sedan chair.

"I'm really curious, what exactly did you see on the observatory back then?"

I'm really looking forward to seeing your expression when you think of me. I wonder what it will be like!

Shen Yichen and Yixuan actually sat in the paper sedan chair.

The paper sedan chair remained unmoved, with paper figures in front and will-o'-the-wisps behind. The winged insects were still outside the sedan chair, and a faint fragrance wafted from inside.

Shen Yichen and his companion were naturally nervous and scared, but neither of them asked where they were going or what their purpose was.

Shen Yichen did not tell Yixuan that he seemed to really crave this strange power.

Yi Xuan also didn't tell Shen Yichen that the purple-robed man at the bottom of Jingyun Gorge should be nearby, obviously there for the two of them, and probably secretly protecting them.

This is why Yi Xuan wasn't afraid, and why he was willing to go with Shen Yi Chen.

On a cliff in the Beimeng Mountains, the man in purple robes leaped up and chased after Shen Yichen and Yixuan.

There seemed to be a few words still on the cliff face, but they were fading and becoming increasingly faint, barely visible:

"Corpse-subduing incense, will-o'-the-wisp, corpse-like spirit, paper dolls of the soul, legends..."

The rest of the characters have disappeared.

The entrance to Cypress Valley.

Under the cover of night, an old monk suddenly appeared, gazing into the distance at Beimeng Mountain. He stood in the shadows of the trees, his face obscured.

After an unknown amount of time, the old monk, counting his prayer beads, murmured to himself:

"I haven't seen these people for so many years. I thought they had left Beimeng Mountain!"

"Senior, is that the legend that has been hidden in the Beimeng Mountains for hundreds of years?"

The blind thief Qin Ming also appeared at the entrance of Cypress Valley at some unknown time.

"Does Wulang Academy also know about this?"

"The Secret History of Yanquan in Tianyi Pavilion records that there is a strange creature in Beimeng Mountain called Yuying, who calls himself the Ghost Leader of Beimeng. Relying on Fushixiang, ghost fire, Shibi, and Soul Paper Doll, he has dominated Beimeng Mountain for hundreds of years. Luowu Ancient City has no way to deal with him. This is probably why Beimeng Mountain cannot be traveled at night!"

"Tianyi Pavilion actually has such a claim. To be honest, Benefactor Qin, I have been cultivating in the mountains for nearly a hundred years, and I only know him as the Ghost Leader of Beimeng. This is the first time I have heard of the name Yuying!"

"Senior, are those two people in mortal danger?"

"The Ji family members entering Yanquan are naturally in constant danger of losing their lives, but that's what we say to humans. As for what ghosts think, how can humans know?"

The old monk's figure disappeared into the shadows of the trees.

The blind thief Qin Ming frowned, seemingly hesitant. However, he eventually entered Cypress Valley. After all, they were just casual acquaintances, and he wouldn't take any risks.

In the mountains of Beimeng, Shen Yichen and Yixuan both seemed to have some regrets, or rather, they were both afraid.

Shen Yichen feared the black hole, while Yixuan feared the grave. The black hole was right in front of the grave, and four characters were engraved on the tombstone:

"The Loyal Souls of Beimeng!"

Shen Yichen swallowed hard, turned to look at the paper figure and the will-o'-the-wisp, and asked softly:

"Are you sure you want to invite us inside to meet?"

Yixuan coldly replied:

"We are guests, but we also have our bottom line. We demand that your hosts come out!"

Shen Yichen sighed softly:

"Yixuan, I really don't like hugging men!"

Yi Xuan is in Shen Yichen's arms again. Whether Yi Xuan is really scared or pretending, Shen Yichen really can't figure it out!