Changning and Yaoyang looked up at the movements of the fat white knight, and they instinctively held their breath.

At this time, there was no head in the left hand of the fat white knight, only a black and red bell the size of a chicken, densely covered with hundreds of desperate faces.

The fat white knight grabbed the bell and shook it in his ear.

"Dingling bell~~"

The moment the bell rang, Chang Ning and Yaoyang's ears and minds suddenly filled with the wails and screams of countless creatures.

‘Buzz~~’

When no more wailing sounds could be heard in his ears, Chang Ning realized that he had been lying on the ground without knowing when.

Changning shook his sore head and slowly stood up from the ground.

He looked around in confusion, still in the ancestral hall.

He looked up and saw the fat white knight hanging the bell on the skeleton horse's neck.

Chang Ning understood that he had not been asleep for long, but this moment of ecstasy gave him the feeling that a long time had passed.

The fat white knight was very satisfied with his new gadget. After hanging the bell around the neck of the skeleton horse, he said with a smile:

"With the little bell, I won't be afraid of being hit when I walk in the future."

Looking down at the damaged doors and windows of the ancestral hall, the fat white knight pointed down with his left hand.

“Doors and windows restored!”

There was no mana turbulence, nor was there any spiritual light flying.

Scattered pieces of bricks, tiles and wood in the ancestral hall flew up from all over the ground at the sound. In an instant, countless pieces of bricks and tiles fell towards the entrance of the ancestral hall like raindrops.

The broken bricks, tiles, and wood pieces were restored bit by bit and re-condensed into a whole.

As if controlled by countless invisible hands, the doors and windows returned to their original state layer by layer. In just a blink of an eye, the doors and windows of the ancestral hall had returned to the way they were when Chang Ning and others first arrived.

Chang Ning stared blankly at the scene in front of him that seemed to turn back time, and his heart was filled with extreme shock.

It is understandable that living things have gods, and it is understandable that they can follow the orders of the fat white knight, but the bricks, wood, and tiles are just lifeless substances, so how can they move according to the orders of the fat white knight.

The doors and windows were restored to their original state, but there were still a large number of broken wood tiles on the ground.

The fat white knight looked at the ground, then looked around, then raised his head and looked at the roof.

A hole about ten feet in size came into view.

In contrast, three long arms quietly retreated from the damaged part of the roof at this moment.

The fat white knight's squinted eyes widened instantly. He threw the helmet in his right hand on the saddle and raised a four-foot-long dark stick from his back with his bent arm.

This short stick is as thick as a goose egg, with two pointed ends, one big and one small, and it looks inconspicuous.

The fat white knight swung his backhand, and the short stick in his hand whirled and flew out from the damaged part of the roof.

Since the damaged part of the roof was directly above Changning's head, he could clearly see the scene outside the roof through the hole in the roof.

The speed of the short stick flying in the air was not very fast, but for some reason, the three arms that escaped from the roof retracted quickly after leaving the ancestral hall, but in the blink of an eye, they were caught up by the short stick and hit one of the arms with a stick.

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"Bang~"

The arm hit by the stick instantly disintegrated like a bubble. When the palm of the arm shattered, a series of screams and wails sounded in the night sky.

"Ah~ah~ah~"

After hitting the first arm, the stick rebounds to the other arm due to the force.

"Bang~"

Immediately afterwards, the short stick rebounded again, spinning and hitting the third arm.

"Bang~"

The three long pale arms turned into fly ash in an instant, scattered bone powder drifted in the wind, and the screams penetrated into Chang Ning's ears like awls.

"Huhuhu~"

The short stick whirled back from the damaged part of the roof and landed in the right hand of the fat white knight.

The fat white knight twirled his right hand, and the short stick quickly spun in his hand.

“Roof restoration!”

As the fat white knight spoke again, the scattered pieces of bricks, tiles and wood flew up out of thin air again, and were embedded in the damaged parts of the roof in an orderly manner to restore them to their original state.

The fat white knight shook his head and looked around, grinned with satisfaction, and knocked his feet off the horse's belly.

"Herodus~~"

The skeleton horse raised its head and let out a long neigh, turned its head and stepped on the void, burning with blazing flames and walking towards the spiritual throne.

Just after taking two steps, the fat white knight suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked down at Lan He, who was still kneeling on the ground.

At this moment, Chang Ning faintly saw countless figures flashing in the clear eyes of the fat white knight.

The fat white knight reined in his horse and raised his hand to pluck three hairs from his head.

"Hi~, it hurts!"

He muttered something in his mouth, and touched the small bell on the skeleton horse's neck with his right hand. A few strands of hair were already held in his hand. He then groped around his waist for a moment and took out a three-inch long white gold talisman.

"I knew the blind man wouldn't give me anything for nothing."

This white-gold talisman is called the "Ruyi Golden Talisman" and was given to him by Zhang Ke for self-defense.

When he looked at Lan He just now, he vaguely saw that Zhang Ke's descendants would encounter life and death disasters in unknown time and space in the future.

Bai Youan's heart was as pure as white paper, and he casually took out the 'Ruyi Golden Talisman' that Zhang Ke gave him.

He combined three strands of his hair and a strand of hair plucked from the bell with the 'Ruyi Golden Talisman', twisted his hands, and a faint transparent ripple spread out in his hands.

Opening his hands, a twisted three-foot filament appeared in his palm.

A series of mysterious white-gold runes form a white-gold glow that slowly extends from one end of the filament to the other, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing, which is very gorgeous.

Bai Youan used the index and middle fingers of his right hand to grasp the white-gold filament. His right hand trembled slightly, and the three-foot-long filament suddenly split into hundreds of pieces.

The right hand moved slightly again, and the thousands of hair strands instantly extended outward, extending from three feet to ten feet in the blink of an eye.

With a flick of his hand, thousands of hair strands streaked through the air, and wherever they passed, countless cracks appeared in the space that looked like they had been cut by blades.

The two fingers in the index twitched again, and thousands of threads were coiled, returning to the shape of a slender hair.

Bai Youan thought for a while, then bit the tip of his tongue, and a bit of golden-red blood spurted out of his mouth and landed on the filament in his hand.

"Boom~"

The filament flashed a black and red flame at lightning speed.

When the fire light disappeared, the filament in Bai Youan's hand had turned into a three-foot willow leaf sword.

The sword body was like a pool of autumn water. When it stood still in Bai Youan's hand, it disappeared into the air in an instant, leaving only a slender sword shadow on the ground.

Bai Youan turned his right hand, and the side of the rapier in his hand was white like moonlight.

He turned his palm again, and the other side of the rapier was as dark as night.

"The body will be cut by day, and the soul will be cut by night!"

Bai Youan looked at the rapier in his hand and chanted.

Mysterious talisman patterns burst out from both sides of the sword. After he finished speaking, the talisman patterns in the sword body also disappeared without a trace.

"look up!"

Bai Youan's words were aimed at Lan He. Lan He, who was kneeling down in prayer, straightened up and raised his head, revealing an extremely pale face and a pair of gray-white eyes.

Bai Youan flicked his hand with his backhand, and the thin sword on his fingertips left his hand, like a white light blending into the center of Lan He's eyebrows below.

"This sword is called 'Xishui', and it is under your control for the time being. When you meet its master someday, you can come back to the underworld to find me!"

When he said this, Bai Youan's expression was majestic and solemn, very different from before, as if he was a different person.

As Bai Youan spoke, he raised his hand and took the 'Demon-Conquering Pestle' from his back again.

The right hand is pointed towards the Lan River.

A bit of black and white flying light flew out from the tip of the pestle and fell into Lanhe's body.

Lan He's body trembled. At this moment, her body felt extremely warm, as if she was soaking in the ocean formed by the sun.

After careful observation, Lan He found that every moment a trace of heat was dissipated from his body, but the heat emitted was just like a drop in the ocean compared to the heat inside his body.

Bai Youan's expression once again became honest and lazy after saying this.

Scratching his head in confusion, Bai Youan knocked his feet on the horse's belly, and the skeleton horse continued to walk in the air.

With the sound of hoofbeats, the skeleton horse shrank little by little, and the circular flame mark that carried Bai Youan into the center of the spiritual throne disappeared.

"Huh~"

A dazzling firelight burst out from the spiritual position, and Changning and Yaoyang's eyes, which had been staring at Bai Youan, burned and they couldn't help but close their eyes.
To be continued...