I am King Gou

floating island.

The ancient trees are towering, and the mulberry is like a waterfall.

The soles of the feet were as soft as a blanket, and the rancid smell lingered. Qiao Ciguang and his party trekked solemnly.

They have been walking in this dense forest for a day and a night, but found nothing.

It's like a whole forest, boundless.

If it weren't for the subtle differences in the things you saw along the way, you would almost suspect that you had actually been spinning in circles.

Su Zhentian and Shi Wanli are fine, after all, they are disciples of famous sects with firm minds.

But the casual cultivators who followed them already gave off an air of frustration and doubt.

Anxious emotions spread among the crowd.

At this moment, the front suddenly opened up, and a village appeared.

The village is built by the water. Across the tortuous river, you can see houses one after another. They live along the river. There are several families who have built stone steps leading to the river for washing.

It's meal time right now, the smoke from the cooking in the village is curling up, the children and the yellow dog are playing in the fields, the sharp laughter of the children, the barking of the yellow dog, and the occasional rooster crowing, the smell of fireworks is strong, it looks like A peaceful picture of the countryside.

On the only road leading to the village, there is a stone tablet with moss on the surface, which is obviously old, and the word "Zi Village" is written on it.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Ciguang frowned slightly, the village appeared very abruptly, and felt very strange.

So, she asked everyone to stop, and discussed with Shi Wanli via sound transmission: "Lord Shi, this island is strange, and people suddenly appear on the island right now, so don't take it lightly. Please accompany everyone and wait here. I will go in and have a look alone. .”

"If I don't come back within an hour, then leave me alone and immediately take everyone away from this village."

Hearing this, Shi Wanli looked embarrassed, and said via voice transmission: "Sister Qiao, this is too risky, why don't we act together? Or, just don't go in."

Qiao Ciguang shook his head and said: "After walking for so long, I came across a different place. If I don't go in, I'm afraid I will miss the opportunity."

"As for my safety, you don't have to worry about it. It has been a day and a night now, and my master and the others must have rushed off the island. If there is any danger, the master will definitely not sit idly by."

Shi Wanli was startled for a moment, but immediately came to his senses.

Yes, counting the time, not only Suzhentian, but also the Liugai Dynasty and even other orthodox and demon sects may have already arrived at Wanfeihai.

Even if this floating island no longer has the method of building the foundation of the Dao of Heaven, the mere fact that it is related to Yousu Tomb is enough to attract the nine major factions!

Thinking of this, Shi Wanli felt a little relieved, and said: "Then Senior Sister Qiao, be careful!"

Qiao Ciguang nodded, and then he explained a few words to the junior sisters, and walked towards the village alone.

However, Shi Wanli and others watched Qiao Ciguang just enter the village, and after a while, they saw a tall figure exactly like Senior Sister Qiao, walked out of the village entrance, and waved to everyone.

Shi Wanli, Su Zhentian's other disciples and all the casual practitioners felt relieved immediately, as if they had arrived home, they also walked towards the village with great trust and no hesitation.

At this moment, Qiao Ciguang had just entered the village. In this village, it was obvious that most people lived in a difficult life. Looking around, most of them were thatched houses, with only a few tile-roofed houses.

And unlike the peace and tranquility seen outside the village, the village is now shrouded in a faint sense of mourning.

The villagers who passed by all looked sad, and some of them were still wrapped with hemp rope around their waists.

Most of the houses in the village have closed doors and windows, and there are Spring Festival couplets pasted on the doors of every household. However, although these Spring Festival couplets have faded, it can still be seen that the background color is not the usual red, but green. .

Qiao Ciguang secretly used means to investigate the villagers he saw, and found that they were all mortals without cultivation, and the conversations were all about family problems, land harvests, etc., but there was always something wrong.

So she stepped forward and asked a passing villager, "Excuse me, what is this place?"

"This is Zi Village." The villager wrapped hemp rope around his waist, looked sad, and said, "There will be a funeral in the village tomorrow. The girl is a foreigner, do you want to stay and participate?"

By the riverside as clear as jade, Pei Ling took eight furnace tripods and looked at the opposite village from afar.

After some observation, he noticed that there was a stone monument at the entrance of the village, covered with moss, with the word "Sangcun" written on it.

At this time, in Pei Ling's eyes, the Nanke Menghuo was slowly pulsating, intertwined with strange runes, and still displaying the magical power of resentment and nightmare.

The calling in the ear has become extremely strong.

A strong intuition gradually emerged in his heart, as if in the village in front of him, there was an important opportunity that he couldn't let go of and absolutely couldn't lose.

With a flash of thought in his mind, Pei Ling hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the village.

The Dao Foundation of Cursing Ghosts is the Dao Foundation of the Three Tribulations. It is so precious that it is even higher than the Dao Foundation of the Double Tribulation that is strictly controlled by the three Chongming Sects and never leaked out. Since there is a follow-up opportunity for the Dao Foundation of the Three Tribulations in this village, no matter what do not miss it.

The most important thing is that he now has three lives, and there is a Void Heaven Realm species. Even if there is any danger in this village, he doesn't have to worry about falling here.

After a while, Pei Ling walked into the village with the furnaces.

One can only see that the wealth in this village is uneven, there are low huts, and there are courtyards with white walls and black tiles.

Right now, the village is very lively, and the crowds coming and going are all beaming, and many of them still wear brightly colored seasonal flowers on their skirts and temple hair.

In the largest courtyard in the village, there are even more festive decorations.

Several children with long hair gathered in front of the door and made a fuss. Soon, someone came out, holding a brand new dustpan, and threw the contents of the dustpan into the children.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" The children cheered and swarmed up, scrambling to pick up the colorful candies and pastries.

Pei Ling inspected inch by inch with the magical power of resentment and nightmare, and nothing abnormal happened.

The surrounding villagers seemed to be the most ordinary mortals.

However, meeting a mortal village in such a place is too abnormal!

Of course, the most important thing right now is to figure out the situation here.

So, Pei Ling walked up to a villager who was standing beside him with his sleeves folded, smiling as he watched the children scrambling for candy, and asked, "May I ask where this land is?"

The villager was dressed in short brown clothes that were easy to work with, his black and yellow face was full of dimples, but he was in good spirits, and he even wore a water-red mountain flower on his temple. Said: "This is Sang Village. There is going to be a happy event in the village tomorrow. Since the young master has returned, let's stay and have a drink!"