"Well, that's right. If you want to take shortcuts and quickly gain power, once the Heavenly Dao discovers and punishes you, your soul will basically be shattered."
"But later on, more and more people participated, even disciples with advanced cultivation levels participated, which further strengthened the power of the evil spirit. Human greed is the most terrifying thing..."
After listening to this, Jiang Sheng understood. He didn't expect that there would be so many dangers in places that could not be seen. This kind of thing had never happened in his previous life. It should be because the child of destiny did not appear.
Those hidden families and forces did not come out, and because of him, many things began to change in this life.
As expected, cause and effect are cyclical, and nothing comes for free.
Taoist Zhang saw his serious expression and comforted him: "Actually, there is no need to worry too much. Although the power of the Xuanmen is very weak as shown by various countries at present."
"But the forces hidden in the dark are still very powerful. As long as they come out, they can suppress these evil spirits. What the Third Young Master needs to do is to hide himself well."
"Also... don't trust anyone, don't agree to any contracts, and don't try to take shortcuts so you won't be targeted by those evil spirits."
Jiang Sheng hummed: "I understand."
There are cement roads in many places in the Northern Wilderness, and horse-drawn carriages can travel much faster. We traveled day and night and arrived at the scene of the incident in less than two days.
He got off the carriage and walked towards the village.
They hadn't walked far when someone called them. A man ran over with a panicked look on his face, panting, "Where are you going? Are you going to that ghost village?"
"Hmm? What do you mean by ghost village?"
"Oh, it's Wangjia Village. That village used to have dozens of households, and it was considered relatively wealthy in the surrounding area. But everyone died in the fire, not a single person was left alive."
"The village has been haunted ever since. If you get close to it at night, you can hear screams. You're from outside, right? You'd better not get close."
Jiang Sheng whispered his thanks: "Thank you for the reminder, but my relatives are there, so I still have to go and take a look."
The man shook his head and sighed: "Anyway, I've reminded you. If you insist on going, then go ahead. Wish you the best. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away quickly.
The carriage slowly moved towards the village. There was a burning smell in the air. The ruins could be seen from afar, which was very shocking.
Taoist Zhang took a look and realized that something was wrong with that place. There was resentment everywhere, and it was obvious that these people had died innocently.
"Wait, did the Third Young Master feel anything?"
"Well, I feel a little depressed. The sky over there doesn't look right either. It seems to be getting even darker. The Taoist priest can see that something is wrong."
"There's resentment over there. I'll go over and take a look later. Don't get too close, or you'll be affected by the resentment and lose your mind. I'll be back soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he trotted over.
Jiang Sheng sat in the carriage, leaning on the board behind him and waiting.
I don’t know how much time passed, but a figure stumbled over, with blood on his Taoist robe, and he looked very embarrassed.
The people in the carriage quickly jumped down and stepped forward to help the man back. Jiang Sheng frowned slightly and said, "Master, what happened? Why are you in such a mess?"
Taoist Zhang let out a breath, cold sweat covering his forehead.
"Ah, it's just as I expected. Someone has set up a formation here, and these people were killed by that formation. Even their souls are trapped here forever."
"What a vicious method! This is obviously the work of an evil cultivator. They must have escaped. I wonder when those people from the hidden families will come out."
"Third Young Master, the world is about to be in chaos!"
Jiang Sheng's heart sank when he heard this: "What on earth are these evil cultivators trying to do? Why would they kill innocent people just to increase their own cultivation?"
Taoist Zhang nodded and said helplessly: "Yes, if the blood of innocent people is injected into the formation, it can increase their cultivation. As long as they avoid the heavenly way, nothing will go wrong."
"As for these dead souls, they can still be useful after they become evil spirits many years later. They can be used to drive evil spirits to do things for them and harm loyal people. In short, the situation is very complicated and troublesome."
"Can't the Taoist priest break this formation?"
"Yes, but it will take effort and consume my cultivation. I'll rest for a day, and then I'll go break the formation and release those dead souls tomorrow. The resentment here must also be cleared away."
Jiang Sheng and his companions found a place by a small river and stayed there for one night. In the middle of the night, they indeed heard the wailing screams coming from an abandoned village not far away.
It is definitely haunted. If this place is not cleaned up, people passing by may suffer in decades or even hundreds of years.
After a night full of worries, Taoist Zhang went to the village again early the next morning. This time he left after he had dealt with the matter.
Seeing that he was injured, Jiang Sheng took him to a nearby town, intending to let him have a good rest and heal his wounds before leaving. The next thing to deal with was the Huns and the evil cultivators who were colluding with the Huns.
It’s a headache just thinking about it. It’s not difficult to deal with the Huns because they have weapons, but to deal with the evil cultivators, there is no idea at all.
It was not until dark that Taoist Zhang slowly woke up.
He smelled the bitter smell of medicine and immediately remembered where he was. He exhaled and said, "Third Master, did you bring me to the clinic?"
Jiang Sheng sat aside and hummed: "Yang Er, go and bring the medicine to Taoist Zhang."
"I don't need to take medicine, I'm fine..."
"No, if you're injured you need to take medicine. Taoist Priest, you must cooperate. While you're recuperating, tell me if there are any ways for ordinary people to deal with evil spirits."
Taoist Zhang's face fell, and he said helplessly: "Third Young Master, I am just a small Taoist priest, not from a secluded family, how could I have that ability?"
"If you really run into a powerful one, there won't be a single drop left. Of course, the opponent won't dare to be too blatant, unless they set up an array in advance. Otherwise, killing people without reason will be punished by heaven."
Jiang Sheng supported his chin with one hand, thinking deeply. The formation was a formation, which meant that only those trapped in the formation would be swallowed by the formation. What if they teleported out?
If the evil cultivator still wants to attack, he should be restricted. In that case, he should try to see if he can teleport others away.
Getting out of the attack range of the formation is a way to save his life, but it will expose him. Alas, it cannot be used easily.
Taoist Zhang drank the medicine with a bitter face and couldn't stop retching.
"It's so bitter. What the hell is this herb? I won't drink it next time. Can we go to the inn and rest?"
Jiang Sheng glanced at him and said calmly, "No, Master Zhang, you should stay here. We are not in a hurry to go back. Let's walk around and see what happens first."
"You're talking about people from hidden families. What are their general characteristics? Where can we find them?"
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