On the other side, Feng Jiu left and went in the other direction. The news obtained from those people searching for souls was known that the power was rooted in Yaoyang City.

And she wanted to find the person's true body from the scattered base points in Yaoyang City, but she was afraid she would have to investigate it again.

She walked all the way and crossed the road very fast, but Yaoyang City was not close to this place. In addition, she stopped to rest on the road, but she had not yet entered the territory of Yaoyang City for a while.

During the flight, she saw that the sky suddenly changed and the wind was getting strong. After thinking about it, she was ready to find a place below to rest.

After walking for a while, she didn't see a house where someone lived. She only saw a dilapidated temple at the foot of a mountain. When she looked at the dilapidated temple, her brows frowned slightly and her steps paused slightly.

This ruined temple is located in a remote place, now it is noon, but there is still a yin aura around it, which shows that it is an extremely evil place.

She just paused for a moment and walked towards the ruined temple. With her current cultivation and strength, such a place and this evil spirit will naturally not hurt her. Moreover, this place still belongs to her territory. If there is such a evil spirit, it would be fine if she didn't encounter it. Since she encountered it, she naturally had to clean it up.

When he came to the gate of the ruined temple, he walked in and glanced lightly. Seeing that there were already several monks in the ruined temple resting cross-legged. Seeing that she came in, the few people looked at her and then looked away.

She withdrew her gaze, walked to the corner and sat down against the wall, took out water from the space and drank it. She was now relaxed, and then she gathered her breath and was dressed in a simple and blue dress. Even if she was a woman, she was not eye-catching.

The evil spirit in the ruined temple is not obvious, but it is not completely unsensible, especially for the monks, even if they can't see it, they can detect it. Now, those monks are resting in such a place. I really don't know if they are too confident in their own strength and cultivation? Or they have never noticed the crisis lurking in the ruined temple at all.

I took two sips of water to moisten my throat. I heard the wind gradually getting stronger and blew the sound of wind in the dilapidated temple, and the sky became darker. It seemed that a heavy rain was inevitable.

Although immortal cultivators can use spiritual power to protect their bodies, if there is no need to be a hundred thousand urgent matters, it is not necessary to stop and take a break to avoid the rain, let alone such a place of evil.

Seeing that the storm was coming violently, she was about to take advantage of this to close her eyes and rest for a while. At that moment, she put away the water and closed her eyes to rest.

The corner where she was blocking the wind outside, and with spiritual energy protecting her body, it was not cold even if the wind was strong. After a while, she faintly listened to the sound of rain falling, gradually becoming bigger, and when the wind and rain were mixed, the sound of muffled thunder was accompanied by the sound of muffled thunder.

Perhaps it was because of the changes in the weather and the howling of the wind and rain, the breath of the broken temple gradually became colder.

"Why are you getting colder? The wind makes me feel goosebumps." A monk in his twenties said, rubbing his arms with both hands.

Another man said: "There is a door panel there. It will probably be better to pick it up to block the wind."

"Okay." The monk in his twenties said, and went forward to lift the door panel in the corner to block the broken temple door. The wind did not blow in after this cover. Although he still felt cold, he felt much better.
Chapter completed!