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Chapter 393: Weird
However, his pressure did not have any effect. The four Nascent Soul cultivators even looked at him as if he were a fool.
The Mahayana cultivator was furious. Just when he was about to say something like, "How dare a mere Nascent Soul not take him seriously?", he saw a powerful pressure coming from mid-air.
The pressure was so strong that it seemed as if his soul would be wiped out if he resisted.
Feeling this pressure, cold sweat broke out on the Mahayana monk's forehead, alarm bells rang in his heart, and he immediately said.
"My fellow Taoists, I was arrogant just now. I hope you won't blame me."
"Since you are unwilling to join our four sects, then go and guard Black Wind Cliff." The male cultivator from the fourth sect said lightly.
No one had any objections and took out a jade card and a token from the storage bag.
“Imprint the spiritual consciousness on it, and then go to Black Wind Cliff as soon as possible. Don’t have any evil thoughts, otherwise…” The cultivator from Wanfa Sect sneered.
The Mahayana cultivator felt a surge of anger in his heart, but facing the pressure, he had to grit his teeth and agree.
After reading the jade letter, Luo Shan discovered that there was a red line on his jade letter.
At first, Luo Shan was a little surprised. What would happen if he didn't go to the Wu clan?
However, when she probed the jade card with her spiritual sense, she found something wrong. The thin red thread in the jade card was entangled with her soul. Once she chose to deviate from the direction of the south, she would feel an extreme sense of danger.
Luo Shan knew that the thin red line was not simple, so he followed the direction on the jade letter all the way.
I originally planned to take a look at the scenery of this boundless world, but I never thought that the thin red line would shrink a little bit over time.
Luo San did not dare to delay and sped up his speed. Finally, when there was only a little bit of red thread left, he finally reached the south land.
A desolate place. This was Luo Shan’s first impression of the South. Even the Southern Xinjiang could not be compared to it.
At a glance, glaciers turned into forests, and the biting cold wind seemed to penetrate into Luo Shan's bones.
She subconsciously used her spiritual power to protect herself, but it had no effect. She released her spiritual sense and saw this, which made her scalp tingle.
Deep in the glacier beneath his feet, countless monsters were frozen in the ice. When Luo Shan swept his spiritual sense over, he even saw many monsters' eyeballs slowly moving.
This is really too terrifying. Even Luo Shan has trypophobia.
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a figure approaching quickly. He was covered with animal skins and looked like a savage.
"Who are you?" The visitor looked at Luo San's attire, which was somewhat similar to their tribe but also a little different.
"Are you the cultivators of the Wu Clan?" Luo Shan looked at them in amazement. This was the first time she was shocked since she entered the world of cultivation.
"Yes, who are you and why are you here?" The man, who had reached the level of a spirit being, looked at Luo Shan curiously.
"I am the newly ascended corpse puppet from Southern Xinjiang..."
Just when she said half of the words, she saw the man in front of her disappear in an instant. In almost the blink of an eye, the whole person disappeared.
Luo Shan vigilantly scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, frowning.
But soon, the disappeared man reappeared, with two old men standing on each side.
The old man turned his wrinkled face towards Luo Shan, squinting his eyes to look at him carefully, and finally looked at the male monk covered in animal skins.
"It is indeed the same attire as the witches from the lower realm who ascended to heaven before."
The old man nodded, then walked into Luosan with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist, what is the situation in the lower realm now? Why hasn't anyone from the Wu Clan ascended to heaven in more than a thousand years?"
Hearing the old man's words, Luo Shan paused and roughly guessed that the Four Directions Realm's ascension passage was something that the Wufang Realm should not know about.
Luo Shan did not tell the old man about the ascension channel to the Four Directions Realm, but directly took out the jade letter and handed it to the old man.
The red line was about to disappear. She guessed that it would need to be handed over to the witch clan here to erase the red line.
Sure enough, the other party reached out to take it, and with a casual wipe, the red line disappeared.
"I will stay here with you to guard the South for fifty years." Luo San said.
"Since you are a cultivator of the Wu clan, you are one of our clansmen." The old man nodded and was about to talk about the situation in the south when he heard Luo Shan interrupt him.
"I will only guard it for fifty years, and then I will leave." Luo Shan was unwilling to stay here forever. After all, she had not yet traveled around this Wufang Realm.
The old man was choked by Luo Shan's words and coughed lightly:
"Of course you can, but..."
The old man sighed as he changed his words.
"If the Wu Clan's cultivators leave the South, they will be targeted by the cultivators of the Loose Cultivator Alliance."
The ambiguous tone of the words made Luo Shan frown.
"Targeting?" Luo Shan always felt that this targeting was not simple. Sure enough, she heard the old man say next.
"Hundreds of years ago, the Saintess of my clan accidentally destroyed the cultivation of the Young Leader of the Loose Cultivators' Alliance."
“???” Luo San had three question marks on his head and looked at the old man.
The old man said in a rather indignant tone: "The Saint Girl destroyed her cultivation, but also made up for it. The Loose Cultivator Alliance has gone too far and has been targeting our clan for hundreds of years."
"Can I ask you how you destroyed his cultivation and how you made up for it?"
Luo Shan blinked his eyes. There is a story behind this.
"Humph, our Saint Daughter didn't say anything about this matter, but the people from the Loose Cultivators Alliance acted as if their Young Alliance Leader had ruined his innocence and lost his chastity. It's shameful."
When the old man talked about this, his eyes widened and he was obviously very angry.
"Later, the saint girl of my tribe used all her fortune to marry that pretty boy, but that pretty boy made a scene and started crying, making a fuss, and then he hanged himself." Speaking of this, the old man became furious.
When Luo Shan heard this, she was stunned. No wonder, when she came out of the barrier array before, the other party looked at her witch attire and said something indescribable.
With what the saint girl did, I think the reputation of the entire witch clan will be greatly enhanced in the Wufang Realm.
Thinking of this, Luo Shan's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, whether it is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppets in the Four Directions Realm, where there are many strange people, or the Witch Clan in the Wufang Realm, there are strange people.
What Luo Shan didn't know was that in the eyes of other cultivators, she was also a strange person in the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet Tribe.
After all, she built up her reputation as the evil woman of Southern Xinjiang bit by bit.
"What happened next?" Luo Shan became interested and asked.
"What else can we do? We'll just let it go." The old man blew his beard and glared.
"But how does this ruin the cultivation of the young leader?"
Luo Shan looked over suspiciously.
"The young leader practiced the Pure Yang Sword Technique, but was broken by the Saint Girl. Didn't that ruin his cultivation?"
The old man answered every question and was very friendly to this ascended Wu clan monk.