Chen Luo's spiritual sense spread out, and apart from the courtyard where the Jindan cultivators lived, he also observed the inn building in front.

The inn in front has three floors, divided into three levels: "Heaven", "Earth" and "Man". The lower two floors are ordinary rooms, where about twenty people live in the Qi Refining Realm. The upper three floors are "Heaven" rooms, where foundation-building cultivators live.

Fox Mountain clearly divides the various levels of cultivators.

"Twenty-one people are at the Qi Refining Stage, and nine are at the Foundation Establishment Stage."

After withdrawing his spiritual sense, Chen Luo no longer paid attention to the people in the inn in front.

After walking around the courtyard, he found that in addition to the spirit gathering array, there were also some special restrictions. In the main hall facing the gate, there was a brown fox statue, corresponding to the five elements of the earth courtyard.

Returning to the yard, Chen Luo checked the spiritual fruits and spiritual wine.

After making sure there was no problem, he picked up the spirit wine on the table and took a sip. It was slightly sweet, with a light and elegant fragrance. It was worthy of being the spirit wine that the fox clan used to entertain guests. It tasted really good.

Boom boom boom.

There was a knock on the door, and the wooden door opened. The puppet girl brought the puppet books that Chen Luo wanted. They were all basic puppet books. It was impossible to give away advanced puppet methods for free, even for Jindan cultivators.

"Guest, the Huoziyuan has been packed up. Do you want to move in?"

After the puppet girl put the book down, she asked in a low voice. In this short while, the yard next to it had been tidied up, and the spiritual wine and spiritual fruits were also laid out.

"No."

Chen Luo waved his hand.

He had just asked casually before, and it didn't matter to him where he lived. Anyway, he would go up the mountain tomorrow to find the fox tribe's grandma Hu and see what trouble they had encountered. Many of the contents described in the letter for help were unclear, and as for Su Linlin, he also wanted to see how far the other party's fight for the "saint" had progressed. The most important thing was to worship the ancestors of the fox tribe. This matter was of utmost importance and must not be forgotten.

The sun sets and night falls.

The ground, which had been exposed to the sun for a day, began to cool down. The temperature dropped sharply at night, and soon a thick layer of frost formed outside. In the dead of winter, the temperature difference on the Fox Tribe's side was even colder than that on the evil cultivation ground. Compared with the day, the night was so cold that it was silent. Apart from the whistling wind, there was no other movement.

Chen Luo sat cross-legged in the house. A constant temperature formation was arranged in this small courtyard. Although this temperature difference would not have any effect on a Jindan cultivator, details determine everything. This inn of the fox clan was very well arranged, and the temperature was kept constant under the effect of the formation. The carp in the yard were still swimming in the pond, and the plants on both sides were blooming with flowers. It seemed like two different worlds compared to the outside world.

Ding ding!

"It's three o'clock in the morning."

I don't know how long it had been, but I heard the sound of a night watchman patrolling the streets outside. The sound of bamboo tubes knocking was particularly clear in the empty long street.

In addition to the immortal cultivators, there are also some ordinary people in the desolate town. These people are all humans who are attached to the fox tribe. They use the fox tribe as a totem, worship the "fox immortal", and worship the magic. In the eyes of ordinary people in the evil cultivation land, these people are foreigners and barbarians. Different places have different people. In the eyes of these locals, they do not feel that they are barbaric and are used to this way of life.

"Another puppet?"

Chen Luo frowned. From what he could sense, the night watchman outside, who was wrapped in a thick cotton jacket and tapping the bamboo tube, was not a normal human being. He was a special puppet like the puppet girl who had received him before. The cultivator who refined these puppets was very powerful. These puppets he refined were no different from real people. It was difficult to tell the real from the fake without a close look.

Late night.

The weather got colder, and a black cloud floated in from somewhere in the cold sky.

thunderbolt!

Thunder roared across the sky, and the brief flash of lightning illuminated the entire town like a light.

There were strong winds and heavy rains.

Because the temperature is too cold, the rain begins to condense from the air and turns into tiny hail when it falls to the ground, making a rustling sound. The small amount of rain that has not solidified will also quickly condense after hitting the ground and turn into ice.

It flowed on the ground in two steps and quickly solidified.

Chen Luo walked to the window and looked at the sudden freezing rain, his brows furrowed even deeper.

There is something strange about this rain.

With Chen Luo's current cultivation, if there is rain, he will definitely be able to sense it. The rain came too suddenly and strangely, as if it was someone's work. But is such a large area something that an ordinary Jindan cultivator can do?

Outside the window, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the wooden plaque at the door of the inn was creaking in the wind, as if it would fall down at any time.

The two lanterns originally hanging at the entrance of the inn turned dark red at some point.

The "attracting wealth" and "gaining treasure" above slowly changed and turned into "this life" and "next life".

"Something is wrong."

Chen Luo's spiritual sense has been covering the entire town. Although he did not notice any clues, he instinctively felt the danger.

"Did you find anything, fellow Daoist?"

A voice suddenly came to Chen Luo's ears.

It was Senior Gu who was a Jindan cultivator from the three courtyards next door. As fellow Jindan cultivators, they also sensed something was wrong. With such a strange change in the heaven and earth's vitality, they gathered together immediately.

"No."

Chen Luo's eyes flickered, and his figure moved. He disappeared like a ghost, and when he landed again, he was already in the "Golden Courtyard" next to him. When Chen Luo came over, Senior Gu and the other two Jindan had already come over.

"You look unfamiliar, fellow Taoist. Did Hu Ji invite you here as well?"

The one who spoke was Senior Gu. He had a black sword on his back. Although the sword was not unsheathed, Chen Luo could feel the spiritual energy of the sword. This was a third-grade magic weapon. The sword had a certain spirituality. When the divine sense looked at it, he could feel the sharp sword energy.

"Hu Ji?"

"It's Granny Hu from Fox Mountain."

Another young male cultivator spoke. He had fair skin, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. There was a diamond-shaped mark between his eyebrows. His silky black hair was draped over his shoulders. He looked like an immortal in a painting, giving off a cold aura.

This man's name is Sikong Bo, and like Gu Changkong, he is a friend of Granny Hu.

"good."

Chen Luo took out the letter sent to him by the fox tribe.

The three people opposite also took out similar letter paper.

"The four of us were invited by Hu Ji. It seems that something big must have happened on the mountain, otherwise Hu Ji would not have invited so many fellow Jindan practitioners." Gu Changsheng said solemnly.

"The changes in the energy of heaven and earth outside are very strange. Someone is manipulating it."

The last female cultivator, Chen Yu, reached out and grabbed a drop of rain. As the others watched, she drew a faint demonic aura out of the rain. While they were talking, she had been trying to control the rain outside, but failed.

The person outside is better at using the vital energy of heaven and earth than her.

Chen Luo listened quietly without saying anything.

He knew that the three people who had reached the Jindan stage invited by Granny Hu were actually the only ones in front of him. The demon clan didn't know that he had broken through to the Jindan stage, and even few people in the Qionghua Sect knew about it. When he left Taixu Peak, his cultivation was at the perfect foundation. According to the progress of a normal cultivator, he was still preparing for the tribulation, looking for a tribulation site, setting up a tribulation formation, etc. These things would take at least ten to twenty years.

Granny Hu used Su Linlin's identity to ask him for help, which was probably related to his identity in Qionghua Sect. The Fox Clan and Qionghua Sect also had cooperation. As a relative of Taixu Patriarch, although he was not a Jindan, his status and influence were not inferior to any Jindan, so he was also invited.

"Friend Gu, can you make the rain stop?"

Chen Yu set his sights on Gu Changkong. Unlike the two of them, Gu Changkong was a sword cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, with extremely strong strength. As long as he was willing to take action, the rain outside might be able to kill him. Although he didn't know what the purpose of the person who made this rain was, as long as it was destroyed, the person hiding in the dark would definitely show up.

"No, I've tried that before."

Gu Changkong shook his head. He had tried it before, but the rain this time was very strange and he couldn't break it with his strength.

"I don't know, friend."

"Chen Luo, who was promoted to the Jindan stage a few years ago." Chen Luo briefly introduced himself.

When they heard that it was a junior who had just been promoted, the three of them lost interest. Even the three senior Jindan masters couldn't do it, let alone a junior who had just broken through. Unless he was a Jindan cultivator, but in a place like Tiannan, Jindan cultivators were just legends, and were even rarer than Yuanying.

The rain continued for half an hour.

Half an hour later, the rain finally stopped, and a thick layer of frost formed on the ground and the eaves, like a layer of syrup, crystal clear and very beautiful. It was a pity that no one paid attention to these things at the moment.

After the rain, a layer of fog spread over the town.

The icy fog invaded through the crack in the door, and even the formation could not block it. In the small courtyard where the few people were, the pool of water solidified visibly, and the leaves and plants next to it stiffened in the blink of an eye and turned into ice sculptures.

Crash

A sound diverted the attention of several people, and they saw the puppet girl who led them here before, her whole body was frozen under the erosion of the cold fog. The joints of her body could not withstand the destructive force and exploded with a loud bang. The shattered parts were scattered all over the ground. A lonely head rolled to the side, and the smiling face looked straight at the four people in the "Golden Courtyard".

"ah!!"

Before anyone could take a closer look, a scream suddenly came from the inn in front of them.

The faces of several people changed. They had not retracted their spiritual sense since just now. The inn in front was also within their perception range, but even so, they still could not see how the person in front died.

'There are no ghost cultivators.'

Chen Luo stood beside the three people and tried to call Xue Ning's brain. The familiar scene in front of him reminded him of the ghost cultivators in the ghost temple. But strangely, after he called Xue Ning's brain, he did not see any traces of ghost cultivators.

Anyone who can kill people under his spiritual consciousness must not be an ordinary cultivator.

I just don't know where this person in the dark comes from and what his purpose is.

"Let's go and take a look. I want to know who is so bold as to kill people at the foot of Fox Mountain." Gu Changkong took the lead to push open the gate and walked towards the inn in front.

As an old friend of the fox clan, Gu Changkong knew clearly that in addition to Granny Hu, there was also an extremely powerful three-tailed demon fox on Fox Mountain.

As long as that senior is still here, Fox Mountain's power will be as stable as Mount Tai. (End of this chapter)