The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

The one who fell down was a male cultivator in the Golden Immortal realm. At this moment, he glanced at the scene in the hall with a confused look on his face.

The middle-aged woman sitting at the top of the table screamed loudly, "How dare you step on my son's body? Damn it!"

The other ghosts in the main hall also started shouting in fear. The old man sitting at the top had a distorted face, and then he suddenly attacked and pounced on the confused monk.

The middle-aged woman followed closely behind, her body twisting and turning into a black evil aura.

Although he was confused, he was a cultivator in the Golden Immortal Realm after all. When he saw the two strong evil spirits rushing towards him, he immediately waved his hand and sent out a powerful spiritual power to stop them.

The hall suddenly became chaotic, and all the onlookers, including the servants, stepped back.

The bride, wearing a red veil and a bright red wedding dress, was supported by the matchmaker and moved to the side, leaving the center of the main hall empty.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Shui Wuhen also moved. He pounced on the retreating old butler at an extremely fast speed.

The next moment, the brocade box in the old butler's hand came into Shui Wuhen's hand, and he put it into his storage ring.

The old butler seemed to have finally come back to his senses at this time. He immediately roared angrily and turned into a black evil aura, rushing towards Shui Wuhen.

So, another fight broke out in another place.

However, these two Golden Immortal Realm monks, whose palm power could originally destroy a mountain, were now unable to damage even the tables and chairs in the house, the coffin beside them, and even the beam with a hole above their heads.

All the fierce attacks seemed to be limited to a specific range.

Xiao Han took out a talisman, but without activating it, he sent a voice message to Shui Wuhen, "When the smoke rises, you will change your appearance immediately."

After saying that, he activated the talisman in his hand and threw it towards the area where Shui Wuhen and the old butler were.

Suddenly, a white smoke quickly covered half of the hall, enveloping the onlookers, Shui Wuhen who was fighting, and the old butler.

The function of this talisman is similar to that of a smoke bomb. It has no offensive power and is only used to disrupt the opponent's consciousness and vision, making it easier to escape.

Of course, Shui Wuhen couldn't run away now. After all, the coffin was still in this room, so he could only change his appearance.

After understanding Xiao Han's intention, he immediately used his spiritual power to change his appearance, and then put on a silver-white robe.

The smoke dissipated, and the evil aura returned to the old butler's appearance. He angrily searched everywhere for his opponent, but could not find any trace of him.

On the other side of the hall, the cultivator in the Golden Immortal Realm was entangled by the two evil spirits like black smoke, and was unable to escape for a while.

Xie Yi widened his eyes in shock. A cultivator in the Golden Immortal Realm, his attack couldn't even damage the things in this room?

He looked up at the roof which already had a hole in it, and felt that everything was magical.

So how did that Golden Immortal Realm cultivator break through the roof and fall down before?

At this time, the old housekeeper brought a flower pot from somewhere.

He placed the flowerpot on the table in front of him, and his expression became calm, as if he was no longer worried about capturing this outsider.

In the flowerpot, there is a plant with completely black leaves and stems, but a blood-red flower is blooming on the top, which looks extremely weird.

Shui Wuhen, who had just moved to Xiao Han and Xie Yi, immediately changed his expression.

It was this thing that had tricked him without him realizing it.

Fortunately, Old Gao gave him three detoxification pills, which are now really useful.

Shui Wuhen immediately took out the pill and sent a message to Xiao Han and Xie Yi: "That is the Netherworld Flower, which can poison people without them even realizing it. Quickly swallow the antidote."

Xiao Han was startled and couldn't help but glance again.

This is the famous Netherworld Flower that poisoned Shui Wuhen.

Thinking of the horror of this flower, she couldn't help but shudder. She approached Shui Wuhen calmly, took the pill and swallowed it.

Xie Yi glanced at the ghosts gathered around the hall, and soon found Shui Wuhen, who had changed his appearance and clothes and was standing next to Xiao Han.

The three of them swallowed the detoxification pills and felt much more at ease.

At this moment, the Golden Immortal male cultivator was still fighting with two black evil spirits.

He rushed left and right, trying to escape from this place, but he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and couldn't get out.

Shui Wuhen and the other two were just like many other guests in the hall, standing on the periphery watching and commenting, with no intention of intervening at all.

The Abyss of Heavenly Prison is definitely not a good place to be in. Once you enter, you must be prepared to die at any time.

Although they were all monks, they had never met each other before. The three of them were in trouble themselves and did not have the extra kindness to rescue others.

The male cultivator fighting in the field had a look of increasing fear on his face, and the next moment, he suddenly fell to the ground.

A black evil aura wrapped around his body. After a moment, the black evil aura twisted like a black snake, returning to the seat at the top, and once again turned into the old man in gorgeous clothes.

After the monk fell down, the other black evil spirit turned back into a woman and sat back in its previous position.

Xiao Han and the other two cast their gazes at the Golden Immortal Realm cultivator on the ground, and then the expressions on their faces all became extremely ugly.

Because the monk had now turned into a dried corpse without any water.

Two little ghosts who looked like servants came forward and carried the mummy away.

Xie Yi had an idea and wanted to go over and touch the corpse.

After all, if you get a storage ring from a Golden Immortal cultivator, you will become rich overnight.

But just as he moved, he heard Shui Wuhen's voice transmission: "If you don't want to die, don't move."

Just think about it, a cultivator in the Golden Immortal Realm was unable to fight back. The three of them were discovered and had no way to survive.

Xie Yi immediately gave up the idea of ​​getting rich quickly and stood back in his place obediently.

At this time, the old housekeeper stepped forward and knelt down in front of the old couple sitting at the top.

"Master, Madam, I was not careful and someone else snatched the Huanyang Pearl away. Please punish me, Master."

"What did you say?" The old man suddenly slammed the table and stood up.

He pointed his finger at the kneeling old butler, seething with anger. "Useless fool! Without the Yang-Returning Pearl, how can my son get up and worship in the hall?"

He glanced sinisterly at the guests in the room.

"Who is it? Who stole the Huanyang Pearl?"

The guests looked at each other, and then began to whisper to each other.

The old man looked at the guests in the room and shouted, "Close the door, no one is allowed to leave."