Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Ye Tianci originally thought that if the pressure was too great, he could choose to give in. There was no need to completely break up with these people.

However, Ye Cha asked him to just wait and see what happens.

Therefore, Ye Tianci chose to turn a deaf ear to the chaos in the temple.

Ye Cha is not helping Ye Tianci, but helping Ye Xiaochuan.

It has to be said that in terms of courage, compared to his inner demon, Ye Xiaochuan still lacks some.

If Ye Xiaochuan were in the temple at this moment, and there was no seat available at the top, he would choose to be patient and sit at the bottom of Wan Duzi.

Even Ye Cha would agree with Ye Xiaochuan not to have a premature conflict with the higher-ups of the Holy Cult.

But the inner demon Ye Tianci is tougher in this regard.

He dragged a chair and sat next to Tuobayu, as if he wanted to be on an equal footing with Tuobayu.

If he does this, it will be of huge benefit to Ye Xiaochuan's future development.

As long as Ye Tianci can sit on this chair today, this will be his exclusive seat when Ye Xiaochuan comes to the temple for meetings in the future.

Invisibly, he was already on an equal footing with Tuoba Yu.

Now it's time to see if Ye Tianci and the senior leaders of Guixuan Sect can withstand the pressure today.

In fact, Ye Tianci was not under much pressure.

After he chose to wait and see what happened, he saw Tuoba Yu closing his eyes and concentrating without saying a word, so he also began to close his eyes and recuperate.

The main pressure is on the senior officials of Guixuan Sect he brought.

Dozens of people have to fight with nearly a thousand people, and one person has to face more than a dozen people. He is really at a disadvantage.

Ye Cha is waiting.

Wait for someone with weight to come forward.

For example, Xue Wuhen, Uncle Qi, Xia Baizhan, Guo Zifeng, Wen He, Wu Xueshuang... Guo Bier and the two envoys on the left and right will definitely not interfere in this matter. Only these big casual cultivators will stand up. Only by standing on the same front as the senior leaders of Gui Xuan Sect can it be possible for Ye Xiaochuan to win the top position.

However, these casual cultivators have been watching from the sidelines and have no intention of participating.

Time passed little by little, and the two sides had been arguing for almost half an hour over whether Ye Xiaochuan could sit in the top position.

At this moment, the sun outside has set. The disciples of the Five Elements Banner have become accustomed to the chaotic scenes in the temple over the years, and they turn a blind eye to these red-faced and thick-necked bosses arguing.

A dozen disciples of the Five Elements Banner held torches high and lit the braziers in the temple.

It was just getting dark in the temple, but it was already the second watch near Cangyun Mountain in the Middle Earth.

Tianshui City is northwest of Cangyun Mountain.

Tianshui City and Xifeng City are about five hundred miles apart. Like Xifeng City, Tianshui City is also located on the south bank of the Yangtze River.

The surging water of the Yangtze River rolls past two miles north of the city.

On the huge dock, there are countless hills of military supplies piled up.

In Changlefang, North City of Tianshui City, it was a bleak place, with almost no houses lit by candlelight visible.

The old storyteller took the compass and walked around the workshop several times. Finally, at the second watch, he came to a dilapidated courtyard.

This courtyard is very large. The previous owner must have been very wealthy, but it has long since declined. Now the walls of the courtyard are covered with dry plants.

It is already the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month and the weather is freezing.

The old storyteller said: "It's going to snow tonight. It's expected to snow for several days. Girl, let's stay here temporarily."

Yuan Xiaolou, who was holding the little donkey, stretched his head and glanced at the drooping plaque in the courtyard.

There are two big characters written crookedly on it.

"Yizhuang" Yuan Xiaolou glanced at him and said, "Grandpa, it's not like we don't have money to stay in a luxurious hotel, why do we always choose Yizhuang to stay! I don't like this place, it's so gloomy and scary! "

The old storyteller rolled his eyes and said, "Nowadays, things are so expensive. The few taels of silver Grandpa has are not enough to live in a luxurious hotel.

How wonderful this place is, it used to be the Marquis Palace of Tianshui Marquis! It's much more comfortable than a luxurious hotel! "

Yuan Xiaolou believed what her grandpa said. Naturally, her grandpa would always go to Yizhuang, which was full of yin energy, to rest because he wanted to practice the ghost arts! She has long been used to it.

She looked at the huge mansion in front of her and said in surprise: "Since this is the Marquis' Mansion, why has it become a dilapidated righteous manor?"

The old storyteller said: "Ten years ago during the Battle of Yingzui Cliff, Marquis Tianshui retreated and his Majesty the Emperor ransacked his home. His mansion was also raided.

Now that all men are serving in the military, the entire Middle-earth can be said to be empty, with abandoned houses everywhere.

This place is close to the pier of Tianshui City, and the civilian husbands who often went to the pier and homeless people from Tianshui City died. Therefore, in the past few years, the imperial court used this place as a charity village to temporarily store coffins.

However, there were too many abandoned houses in the city. After the village was full, no one took care of it, and it gradually became abandoned.

It's so cold, let's go inside and talk about it! "

This fat old man seems to know everything. He even knows everything about Tian Shuihou, a lowly person.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a gloomy wind immediately rolled out from inside.

The little donkey snorted, and even the big panda and panda seemed a little uncomfortable.

Walking into the yard, under the dim night light, you can clearly see countless coffins stacked in the yard.

Some coffins are stacked on top of each other, with several levels built up.

The corpses placed in Yizhuang were all lower-class people, and most of these corpses were civilian laborers who had died of exhaustion on the docks over the years.

The court only used a thin-skinned coffin to contain the body, which was only one level higher than the straw mat.

After several years of wind and rain, many of these thin-skinned coffins have fallen apart.

The weeds in the yard were full of broken wood and human bones.

It was hard to imagine that in a city as big as Tianshui City, there was such a large abandoned charity cemetery.

Yuan Xiaolou's cultivation was outrageous, but her courage was also outrageous.

She didn't care about a dozen coffins, after all, she had been resting in the charity cemetery recently.

But there were at least hundreds of coffins in the yard in front of her. This house was so big, who knew how many coffins were stored.

Looking at the white bones under his feet, Yuan Xiaolou hid behind the storyteller.

Pulling the storyteller's clothes with his hand, he said, "Grandpa, it's so scary here! Let's go!"

The storyteller squinted and looked around.

Then he said, "We are not afraid of the living, so why should we be afraid of the dead?

The Yin energy here is very strong, hundreds of times stronger than that of ordinary charity cemeteries. It is very good for your cultivation. We will live here recently!"

After saying that, the storyteller stepped on the rotten wood and bones on the ground, avoided the coffin that had not yet fallen apart, and walked towards the main hall of the house.

Yuan Xiaolou had no choice but to follow.

But at this moment, the donkey behind him suddenly let out a painful whine.

Yuan Xiaolou looked back and saw that the little donkey Xiaohui, whom he had ridden for thousands of miles, had fallen to the ground, his body twitching constantly, and white foam coming out of his mouth.