Ninth-level fairy

The Immortal Realm Era, the one hundred and eighty generations after the shattering of the primitive world.

Qingxuan Continent, at the foot of Lingxiao Mountain.

In the mottled and dilapidated earthen house, a dim oil lamp was lit.

Seven-year-old Du Fang was lying on the wooden bed at home. He hadn't gone to bed yet because he was waiting for his father to return from selling tofu.

Every night when his father came home, he would bring him peanut candy from the town, and he would fall asleep every night enjoying the sweetness of the peanut candy.

Although their life was poor, he and his nine-year-old brother felt very happy.

What’s strange is that it’s already so late at night, but my father still hasn’t returned.

Du Fang looked at his elder brother who had fallen asleep, put on his clothes, and walked out the door.

He stood on the edge of the cliff outside the door, looking at the way to the village archway. There was still no trace of his father. Du Fang looked helplessly at the starry sky in the distance.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, so it should be a sunny day tomorrow.

Du Fang was about to turn around when his face was suddenly filled with surprise and he looked up at the sky with fear.

Under the night sky, a purple rainbow light, like a shooting star, floated from afar and landed in front of his house.

The purple air dissipated!

When Du Fang saw what was in front of him clearly, he suddenly became so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

A coffin!

——A flying golden coffin.

Du Fang wanted to scream out in fear, but found his voice was hoarse. He wanted to run, but his legs were stiff. In his wide-open pupils, the trees, flowers and plants at the doorway that were very familiar to him suddenly began to distort in his eyes.

Right before his eyes, these flowers and trees were torn into lines by some strange force.

What was even more terrifying was that as the flowers and trees mutated, the golden coffin in front of him actually began to beat slowly.

The noise is getting louder and louder.

It was as if there was a powerful ghost imprisoned inside, trying to break free from the coffin lid and jump out.

Just when Du Fang was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, the coffin lid suddenly popped open.

Seeing the scene inside, Du Fang actually breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense muscles relaxed:

In front of him, inside the golden coffin was not the dead person he had expected, nor was it a corpse that had brought bad luck.

Inside this golden coffin, there was actually a flower——

A flower flashing with purple fluorescence hung suspended above the golden coffin.

Du Fang finally understood why the flying golden coffin was shining with purple divine light.

This beautiful and strange flower seems to be able to absorb the vitality of the surrounding flowers and trees, and is sucked into the petals along with the thin threads of those flowers and trees.

The purple divine light became brighter and brighter, and the lid of the coffin suddenly began to melt. The golden coffin, which was almost two meters wide, turned into gas like a living thing and was sucked into the purple flower spirit.

The golden coffin disappeared and the purple flowers lost their glow.

Du Fang miraculously discovered that his body could move again. He didn't care about the scary and weird flowers and immediately ran into the room.

Just as he entered the room.

Behind him, an even stranger scene took place.

A mouse the size of a palm ran out from somewhere and was about to fly over the flower when the purple flower suddenly seemed to have caught some parasite and swallowed the mouse in one gulp like a carnivorous plant.

An even more magical scene appeared:

After the flower swallowed the mouse, it actually began to merge. In just a blink of an eye, the mouse twisted its body in pain, rolled over a few times, and then crawled up again without any problem.

No one expected that the mouse's pupils, which were clearly black and white, would turn into purple.

The mouse stretched out its mouth to sniff, then ran into the corner of the dilapidated wooden house.

Du Fang, still in shock, ran in and immediately closed the door. He leaned against the door and gasped violently. A mouse ran past him and flew directly into his arms.

As a farm kid, I no longer have any fear of this kind of creature.

After being quiet for a long time, Du Fang picked it up in surprise.

The mouse's eyes were purple, unlike the gray pupils of all the voles I had seen before.

Du Fang considerately took half of his own peanut candy and fed it to the mouse.

At this moment, a sharp sword whistling sound was heard outside.

The young Du Fang didn't dare to look at all. The scene just now scared him so much that he covered his mouth desperately and crawled into the quilt.

at the same time--

In the desolate night sky outside the door, in the distant sky, two light blue lights, like summer meteors, streaked across the night sky brilliantly and landed in the village of Dujiakanzi, in front of the Du family's door.

"The spirit of destiny of this sixty years does not belong to us!"

Two old cultivators with long hair and white faces flew down from the sky on their swords. They looked at the darkness around them with blank eyes and sighed unwillingly.

"I've waited for a whole sixty years in vain. Sigh, how many more sixty years are there in life?"

The two men shook their heads and sighed. After standing there for a long time, they raised their magic swords in disappointment, and the sword light disappeared into the night sky again.

Shortly after the two left, a black arrow shadow flew across from behind the hill and landed at the door.

This person doesn't look like a cultivator at all, let alone a human being.

After this black shadow passed by, it fell to the ground with a "pop" sound and spread out like liquid.

Under the moonlight, the liquid began to surge, and a pitch-black shadow slowly stood up from the liquid.

The shadow shook, twisted its body, and transformed into a Taoist priest in a gray robe.

The Taoist's face was grim. Standing under the memorial archway, he gritted his teeth and said, "Spirit of destiny, I will definitely find you this time! The spirit of destiny for this sixty years will definitely belong to my Tianlong clan!"

Before the Taoist priest finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of tired footsteps in the distance behind him.

Then there was the sound of a tofu basket falling to the ground.

Hearing the familiar sound of his father's footsteps, Du Fang's fear immediately dissipated and he cried out in surprise:

"Dad, you're back!"

Just as he jumped out of bed, the purple-eyed rat suddenly bit his trouser leg, squeaking and refusing to let him out. The rat was very strong, and Du Fang felt strange and puzzled.

What's going on tonight? It's all weird.

The mouse I met was surprisingly strong.

Looking at the purple eyes, Du Fanggang felt that this rat was a bit like the purple flower in the golden coffin. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps in the yard interrupted his thoughts.

The footsteps sounded a little strange, not my father's voice.

A chill and fear rose from his young heart. With the previous experience as a lesson, he did not open the door, but looked through the crack.

——Into the dilapidated mud courtyard, a Taoist priest in gray clothes suddenly walked in.

Not father!

Du Fang took a breath of cold air!

His face was gray and covered by a layer of mist, making it impossible to see his features clearly. But in his hand, he was holding a middle-aged man with patched clothes.

When Du Fang saw clearly that the man was his father, he suddenly collapsed. He wanted to scream, but no sound came out.

His voice became hoarse with fear.

Du Fang trembled as he crawled to the bedside and woke up his elder brother Du Chuan.

The two brothers stared at the horrified scene outside the door like sifting chaff:

The Taoist in gray carried his father directly into the stable and placed him on a wooden board like an animal. His father seemed to have lost consciousness and was at the mercy of others.

The Taoist took out a golden knife from under his robe, stared at the body in front of him, and suddenly slashed with the knife -

The knife pierced their father's body, and the Du Fang brothers screamed at the same time.

The Taoist in gray turned around suddenly, as if he had discovered where they were hiding. He took two hesitant steps forward.

At this moment, a purple light fell from Du Fang's body, crawled into the ground, and quickly drilled into the lying corpse.

At the same time, a purple light flashed in the eyes of the mouse in Du Fang's arms.

The Taoist in gray looked around in surprise and muttered, "Damn it!"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the Du family, and an old voice came in:

"Fang'er...is your father back?"

Du Fang was about to respond when his mouth was suddenly covered by his elder brother.

It was Uncle Du Er from the neighboring house. He walked in with a cane and called out again:

"Fang'er...you...who are you..." Uncle Du Er obviously discovered the Taoist priest in gray robe. Seeing a stranger appear in the pit, and seeing the body with a knife stuck in it, his expression was immediately filled with fear and anger.

However, before he could utter the second sentence, a sharp black light flashed from the Taoist's fingertips.

When the crutch fell, Uncle Du Er's hunched body began to melt from his face to his body, like melted hot wax.

The whole body twisted a few times and turned into a pool of thick blood and sticky matter.

Seeing such a horrifying scene happening before their eyes, the Du brothers were so frightened that their bodies froze. Du Chuan covered his brother's mouth tightly, trying hard to prevent him from screaming.

Right in front of their eyes, their father's body was dismembered alive by the Taoist priest in gray clothes with a golden knife.

The Taoist in gray frowned and rolled his golden knife around, as if he was looking for something among the corpses.

His expression grew increasingly gloomy, and he cursed loudly:

"damn it……"

He threw down the knife and was about to walk towards the wooden house where Du Fang was hiding.

Sudden--

A purple light rose from the center of Du Fang's father's eyebrows.

The Taoist in gray turned around suddenly, a burst of ecstasy on his face. He stared at the faint purple light, his voice trembling with excitement:

"Sure enough, it's here! Sure enough, it's here!"

“It’s truly God’s blessing!”

He was very skillful and turned around to pull out a green jar from his bosom. The jar was neither too big nor too small, just the size of a human head, and the body of the jar was long and narrow.

The Taoist's technique was very skillful. He pulled out the head that was shining with purple light directly, just like pulling out a carrot.

The human head was exposed, connected to the trachea and intestines.

All the internal organs were put into a green earthenware jar.

The remaining flesh and blood turned into a pool of blood.

The Taoist in gray held the jar and looked around with satisfaction on his face. Then he looked up to the sky and laughed. In front of the two brothers, he turned into a black shadow and flew away through the air.

As soon as the Taoist left, Du Fang collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, his face covered in tears.

Du Chuan's lips trembled as he murmured, his words incoherent:

"These... these immortals..."

"This is not an immortal, this is an evil demon!"

Du Fang suddenly stood up straight, biting his lips until they bled, and said bitterly, "I'm going to Lingxiao to learn swordsmanship, find this damn demon Taoist, and turn him into a human head jar!"

Du Chuan didn't say anything, but muttered, "As...big brother...I'm useless...cowardly..." Suddenly, he bumped into the grindstone.

Looking at the big brother's head with blood gushing out.

Du Fang suddenly shuddered all over and woke up from the bed in fright.

He was covered in cold sweat, looking at the rat on his chest.

It was this nightmare again. This dream had been with him for ten years, and this rat had also been with him for ten years.

The purple light in the mouse's eyes had long since faded, turning into an ordinary grayish-white color, and his body had become increasingly thinner.