This Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Red Gourd has a very powerful origin.

It was originally one of the seven gourds produced by one of the ten spiritual roots of heaven and earth at the beginning of the prehistoric times. However, the seventh Chaos Gourd did not take shape completely and disappeared into thin air!

But even so, most of the gourds grown on this vine have extremely high reputations in the three realms today.

It's a pity that Hong Yun was plotted against by the Heavenly Dao and was forced to show off everywhere with a wisp of Hong Meng Purple Qi that could not be refined. Even Zhen Yuan Daxian, the ancestor of earthly immortals, was unable to save him, mainly because Hong Yun was a good old man with a carefree mind.

I thought I was hiding well, but unexpectedly I had been targeted. Legend has it that I was killed by the Blood River Ancestor and Kunpeng. Not only did the Hongmeng Purple Qi disappear, but even the Jiujiu Sanhun Red Gourd was lost.

But later some people said that the red gourd was found by the immortal Zhenyuan.

But now that fragments of the magic weapon have appeared in this world again, it is very likely that everyone has misunderstood, and the real Red Soul-Dispersing Gourd is still lost somewhere.

What Zhenyuan Daxian and Zhang Fan respectively obtained were only fragments of magic weapons, except that each one was more powerful than the last.

"Hua Yueying, you said that inside the real treasure, there is a possibility that a part of Taoist Hongyun's soul is hidden? It has been countless eons since the beginning of the universe, can he still be alive?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help asking, lying on the bed and fantasizing about what was inside the red gourd.

Hong Yun is really miserable. He has been imprisoned by his own magic weapon for who knows how many years, and he doesn't even have the chance to ask his friends for help!

Hua Yueying wrapped herself in the quilt and stared at the red gourd on the small table: "Master, please don't underestimate the Quasi-Sage. Not to mention that Hongyun himself is a master who can enter the Purple Sky Palace to listen to teachings, just say that this precious red gourd has naturally recognized Hongyun as its master, so it is impossible to cut off the master's vitality. In addition, the Quasi-Sage's soul is immortal, only a little bit worse than that of a saint. I don't think Hongyun will die."

"Then let's look for it when we have time. With the help of the fragments of the magic weapon, we should be able to find it. But Zhenyuan Daxian has a copy in his hand, why didn't he use any means to find it?"

Hua Yueying sighed softly: "Presumably, the real gourd is probably in this world, and Zhenyuan Daxian doesn't know the location of this world, how can he find it? In addition, this matter involves Hongmeng Purple Qi, and the Heavenly Dao must have covered it up. Otherwise, why hasn't Zhenyuan Daxian found out who killed Hongyun for so many years?"

Zhang Fan felt that Hua Yueying’s reason was very valid.

It seems that the Great Immortal Zhenyuan still doesn't know who killed his good friend!

Even Zhang Fan couldn't be completely sure, but that was not something he cared about. If Hong Yun could be found by him and he possessed the strength of a quasi-saint, the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth would have one more quasi-saint at its disposal!

In addition to the friendship between Hongyun and Zhenyuan Daxian, as well as the crisis that Zhenyuan Daxian is facing now, his Tiandi Pawnshop may be able to take advantage of this opportunity to greatly increase its strength.

Zhang Fan felt that his idea was still very good, but he was not in a hurry. The purpose of coming out this time was to relax his body and mind, and to get some understanding of the seven emotions and six desires, human nature, etc. It could only be said to be an unexpected surprise, and there was no need to worry too much about it.

As he gradually closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, a slender little hand drew back the quilt and Hua Yueying came to his side.

This made Zhang Fan a little confused, but he felt a sweetness on the corners of his mouth. Hua Yueying hugged him tightly like an octopus.

Since it was already delivered to his doorstep, he just went with the flow. Immediately, the temperature in the cabin seemed to rise a little.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, a burst of dense footsteps was heard on the country road outside.

Although the sound was not loud, Zhang Fan and Hua Yueying were important people, so they were quickly awakened.

When I opened the door and looked outside, I saw that Li Changyou's entire family, including children of all ages and his eldest son who was working away from home, had all returned.

Relatives and friends who lived very close to the village chief's family were also mobilized by the village chief's family. They carried livestock and looked like they were going to the mountain to worship the sky!

"Oh my goodness! Has someone from our village ascended the throne and become the emperor? Why are all the beasts and animals coming out?"

Zhang Fan was a little surprised. He didn't know Hua Yueying did so many things last night.

Hua Yueying blushed slightly, and she hugged Zhang Fan's arm and said intimately: "Master, this is because I took the Purple Gold Taoist here yesterday and let him bear the consequences according to your method. I guess the Purple Gold Taoist used the dream-entering method, and these people are here to fulfill their vows."

Zhang Fan was a little stunned. He didn't expect Hua Yueying to move so quickly. But when he thought about it, it made sense. With Hua Yueying's strength, if she made use of some magical powers, there would be no place in this land that she couldn't reach, and she could reach it in the blink of an eye.

No wonder Li Changyou went up the mountain to worship so early in the morning. He really put in an effort yesterday and even used up his merits, so the effect was naturally immediate.

Although this is not an era of feudal superstition, the saying that it is better to believe it than not to believe it has been deeply rooted in people's minds. Of course, we have to take things like this, which concern the lives of our family members and the fortunes of the family, seriously.

There was a rustling sound of footsteps on the snow, and a group of more than a dozen people trudged up the rugged and winding mountain road with difficulty.

It took almost an hour and a half to climb to the mountainside!

It had just snowed and the road was very difficult to walk on. Li Changyou even fell on the snow slope several times because he was anxious. Fortunately, there was a heavy snowfall, otherwise he would have been in trouble with just one fall.

About half an hour later, a dozen people arrived at the top of Zifeng Mountain without taking a break.

Then, after everyone climbed up the mountain, many villagers stood there in a daze.

Li Changyou and his family immediately fell to their knees on the ground.

All I saw was a huge bluestone on the top of Zifeng Mountain. After being weathered, the stone became mottled on the surface and could be seen from far away in the village.

Every time the villagers go up the mountain to chop firewood, they can see this stone. There is nothing special about it!

But today, there was no snow on the top of the mountain. Instead, there appeared a small temple more than half a person's height on the bluestone. The whole temple seemed to be formed by nature, blending seamlessly with the entire bluestone. Inside the temple was a man in a long robe, with a small blue stone mouse kneeling at his feet.

It presents a picture of a fairy enlightening a little goblin!

Above this small temple, there is a plaque, also carved from stone, with the words "Heaven and Earth Pawnshop Temple" on it! ?