It was a little later in the day. At the entrance of the side hall, Zhang Feixuan led Song Yin in and pointed inside and said, "Brother, this is it..."
After Song Yin agreed to take in a total of fifteen mortals, he personally settled them in a side hall and then looked for his own residence.
This side hall is located on the left side of the main hall, close to the cliff. In addition to the main house, there is also a backyard. Now the door is wide open, and traces of people living in the backyard can be seen. Those mortals used to live here.
The already dilapidated gate now had several sword marks on it, probably because the witch had cut through it.
"This was the original residence of our senior brother. After his death, it has been empty and no one dares to approach it on weekdays. I didn't expect that it would be used as a habitat by the evil sect..." Zhang Feixuan spoke with a sense of regret.
He was not wrong, this was Zhao Yuanhua's residence. He usually looked down on others, relying on his status as the eldest senior brother and his knowledge of alchemy. People like them did not dare to approach here.
"Um... "
Song Yin glanced inside the hall. The interior of the side hall was not small. The first thing he saw was the main hall. In front of it was a fragrant eucalyptus tree, on top of which was a round green object, but he couldn't tell what it was.
In the center stands a small alchemy furnace half a person's height. You can smell the dregs of medicine. When you get closer, you can see that the dregs have turned black. I don't know what's inside.
There was a screen in the corner, and behind the screen was the door, but the whole room was in tatters, especially the screen, which even had dried dark black marks on it, like dried blood.
The other furniture also has its own characteristics. They do not seem to be made of the same wood, and their sizes and specifications are also different from those of this side hall.
Rather than saying it was made, it would be more appropriate to say it was stolen from somewhere...
Song Yin looked at the round green object on the eucalyptus and frowned slightly. Only this thing was the cleanest, like a gem...
“This is Hunyuan Tianzun. Among the four Tianzuns, we believe in this one, so we put a token on it and worship it every day. In fact, it’s okay not to put it on, Hunyuan Tianzun doesn’t care about this. The eldest brother in the past loved to put it on…” Zhang Feixuan said with a smile.
"Four Heavenly Lords?"
"Yes, we who practice Taoism basically believe in the Four Heavenly Lords. Those who are aggressive and brave believe in the Infinite Heavenly Lord."
"Those who love magic and explore the changes should believe in Qing Bao Tianzun."
"Those who are worshipped and free believe in the Lord of Freedom."
"We are a Dan sect. We believe that everything can be refined and that everything is the same, so we believe in Hunyuan Tianzun." Zhang Feixuan said one by one.
Song Yin nodded, "Junior brother knows more than me."
Zhang Feixuan smiled awkwardly: "No, I have been walking in the world for some years. There are too many ways to practice in this world. Not all of the Four Heavenly Lords are like this. This is just one person's opinion..."
Song Yin smiled and said, "Don't be modest. I don't understand these things, but you do. So you know more than me in this area. I think that cultivating the Tao is also cultivating the mind. You should admit what you should admit. There is nothing to be embarrassed about."
Then he looked at the side hall and said, "This place also needs to be cleaned and repaired, but it's too late today, so we can start tomorrow. Oh, by the way, have you arranged food for those mortals?"
"Ah, I'll arrange it right away." Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment and replied immediately.
"Then you go by yourself, I will be there soon." Song Yin said.
"Yes, senior brother, I will take my leave now." Zhang Feixuan bowed and retreated.
After leaving the side hall, Zhang Feixuan subconsciously wiped the sweat from his face and let out a long sigh.
After Song Yin looked around, he still set his sights on the round emerald. He walked over and reached out to touch the gem-like thing. It felt cold, not like stone, but like some kind of meat...
But if you touch it carefully, it feels a bit like stone.
Very strange...
Song Yin narrowed his eyes, white light flashed in his eyes, and stared at this damn Hunyuan Tianzun.
Faintly, he could sense a sense of kindness from this.
"Strange things."
Song Yin withdrew his hand. He didn't find any evil intention in this thing, so he didn't care about it. He shook his head and walked out of the hall.
It was not until Song Yin left that the green round gem suddenly burst out with a green gas, which quickly turned into dark green, and the aura extended to the dregs in the alchemy furnace.
"whee... "
From the furnace came the sound of children laughing...
The sun sets, darkening the sky until the night becomes as deep as water.
At night on Pingdingshan Mountain, you can see so many stars, and two bright moons, one big and one small, one silver and one blue, hanging in the sky, spreading bluish-white light, illuminating the center of the square and the surrounding buildings.
The Golden Immortal Sect has one main hall and five side halls, and currently has eighteen disciples.
At this moment, a man walked out stealthily from one of the side halls.
The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was good-looking. He wore a crown on his head, brocade clothes, and a folding fan hung around his waist.
If not Zhang Feixuan, then who else could it be
He looked around for a while, and after making sure that there was no one around, he let out a long sigh, straightened his small bag on his back, and walked towards the mountain gate.
"Second Brother..."
Just when I was halfway there, I heard voices coming from all around me.
Zhang Feixuan raised his brows, blood appeared in his hands, and he looked straight in the direction where the voice came from.
Five people also appeared there. They were fellow disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect, including the tall and strong disciple who had been brushed by Song Yin's aura of the Great Dao.
"Why are you here!" Zhang Feixuan whispered.
"Want to run..."
The tall and strong disciple still had fear on his face, "I don't want to stay in this place anymore, and I don't want to practice Taoism anymore. I don't want any alchemy or magic anymore."
"Shh! Keep your voice down. If Song Yin hears us, we're done for!"
Zhang Feixuan quickly raised his finger and made a silence gesture, then looked around and breathed a sigh of relief: "You guys want to run too?"
"I can't stand it anymore. Senior Brother's aura is so painful. I thought I would not survive during the day. My body and soul felt like they were burned by fire. If it had been any later, I would have felt like I would have melted. I don't want to endure it a second time..." The tall and strong man trembled even more violently when he thought of that feeling.
Zhang Feixuan glanced at him and sighed, "Song Yin is too fierce. Even the people of Qinglian Sect were killed by her as a demon woman. We... Forget it. Let's go down the mountain together. I will take you out of Xumi Vein and find a mountain to have fun. It will be worth it for our fellow apprentices."
He, Zhang Feixuan, also wanted to run away.
He originally wanted to trick the "Golden Immortal Great Pill Art" into Song Yin's hands first, or at least some elixir method would be fine, but after thinking it over, he decided it would be better to run away first.
Life matters.
Song Yin's expression changed several times in one day. When he was humble, he seemed harmless like a fool, but when he was fierce, he was ferocious, even more ferocious than Wuliang Tianzun, which made people feel scared.
In the outside world, the Qinglian Sect is a well-known righteous sect that specifically targets evil sects like them, but it is still regarded as an evil sect. In his eyes, all the ascetics in the world are basically evil.
If he feels something is wrong one day, he can just raise his hand and die.
He didn't dare to take this risk.
Originally, I was planning to run alone, but now there are a few more people... It's okay. Although these disciples are not as good as them, they also know some basic magic spells and can be used as servants.
"Come with me."
Zhang Feixuan brought a few people and sneaked to the mountain gate. When they arrived at the gate, the surroundings were silent, which made him feel relieved.
Once you get out of the mountain gate, you can fish in the vast sea...
"Junior brother..."
"Huh? You call me senior brother, how dare you call me junior brother?" Zhang Feixuan looked to the side unhappily.
But soon, he realized something was wrong.
Because the faces of the five people were pale at this time, standing there stiffly, as if they were under the spell of the master...
Gudu!
Zhang Feixuan's Adam's apple moved, and his head was stiff and he looked forward slowly.
Outside the mountain gate, separated by a door, a figure flashed out and stood in the center of the mountain gate.
The moonlight fell, revealing the body of the ferocious Song Yin and his smiling face with bared teeth.
"Brother, where are you going?"
Those teeth were so white in the moonlight... it was frightening.