After transmigrating into a waste wood in the world of cultivating immortals, I bound the demon king

As soon as they took about five steps, the scenery in front of them suddenly changed, a dry and hot breath hit their faces, and the dazzling sunlight made Leng Qingning's skin burn.

Leng Qingning's eyes were so stimulated that she shed tears. She slowly and tentatively opened her eyes. They were all shocked by the sight before them.

What they saw in front of them was no longer the leafy valley they were in before. Everything here was completely opposite. The soil on the ground was dry and cracked. It was dusty when walking. There were mounds all around. The dead tree trunks were crumbling and hanging on the roadside.

The dry and hot smell in the air made everyone's mouths dry, and Leng Qingning felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort the first moment she stepped here.

Not far ahead, there were dilapidated and dilapidated wooden houses. The dirty villagers on the road stared directly at them with their dark eyes, which was simply terrifying.

Only then did a few people realize that the old stone statue who brought them in had disappeared.

"Little friends, I can only take you here. The rest is up to you. Don't forget to promise me that you must save Li Yatou..." As the old man sighed, he disappeared completely. .

"Are we going there?" Yang Fan looked at the villagers in front of him who were staring at them with some confusion. Although it was obviously a drought and dry weather, the moment he came in, his eyelids kept picking up, and he was inexplicably... A chilly feeling on my body.

There is something weird about this place, so others should be warned to be careful.

The curious villagers finally came up tentatively and asked.

The villager who spoke seemed to be the leader of this group of people. He looked at the woman being carried by Bai Xichen with a kind smile, and a dark shadow flashed in his eyes as he said, "These guests must have come from afar. To be honest, the climate here is harsh. Even though the sun is shining brightly now, it will get dark very quickly in another hour. There is no village far ahead. Why don’t the guests stay with us for one night?"

Bai Xichen pursed his lips and glanced at Leng Qingning and Yan Ci. Seeing them nodding, he cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll bother you, old man. We're here to bother you."

"You are welcome, old man, I am the village chief of this village, and our house is the largest in the village. If you don't mind, why don't you come to my place, old man?"

Ji Lize pretended to be happy and said: "That's great. Thank you, uncle, village chief. We are worried about having no place to stay at night. In this case, let's leave quickly!"

Seeing the look he gave, the Zhou Xuan members of the elite team also echoed: "Thank you, old man, then we won't bother you!"

When the villagers saw them following the village chief, they all showed fear, took a few steps back, quickly ran into their houses and closed the door behind them.

Leng Qingning and Bai Xichen looked at each other, and they frowned at the same time, their eyes thinking deeply. Something was wrong here. Are these villagers afraid of them or the village chief?
Yan Ci, on the other hand, still looked careless, looking like a noble son from a dandy family.

The village chief's eyes glanced at Leng Qingning and Yan Ci from time to time. She felt inexplicably sticky and cold, and goosebumps appeared on her back.

The village chief said: "You are welcome, please come with us. The village is suffering from drought, so it looks a bit crude. I hope you don't dislike it."

The fair-skinned young man next to Zhou Xuan, named Duan Tinglang, asked with some confusion: "Old man, the drought in the village is so severe and there is not even a river. It must be very inconvenient to survive. Why don't you move out?" Why don't you live somewhere else?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief, who was kind and amiable just a second ago, suddenly had a distorted expression and a ferocious face, which scared Duan Tinglang and took a step back.The village chief suddenly narrowed his eyes and said sadly: "I'm not afraid of a few jokes. Since I can remember, we people have been living in this village for generations and have been blessed by the goddess. This is our root. We have long been familiar with this place." With deep feelings, how can we leave here?"

"What goddess is blessing me? Is there a fairy here?" Leng Qingning asked curiously, with a bright look in her eyes, like an innocent girl who didn't understand the world.

The village chief glanced at her with a profound look in his eyes, which was very subtle...

Leng Qingning couldn't explain what she felt, as if she was evaluating an item.

"To be honest, the reason why our village is called the Goddess Village is because there was a severe drought in our ancestors, which caused the people to have a hard time and many people died. Gods have not appeared on the mainland for a long time. Just when we thought we were abandoned by the gods. Well, suddenly one day, the goddess came down to sit down and rained down rain for us to help us survive the severe drought and bless us with good weather."

"It's a pity... the good times didn't last long. The goddess's power was limited. She overdrafted her divine power to spread the rain, causing her body to become weaker and weaker. Only then did we know that she didn't have much time left. "

After the village chief finished speaking, a sad look appeared on his face.

"Can gods also die? Are there really gods on the mainland?" Ji Lize couldn't help but asked curiously. After all, gods are only characters in legends, so they monsters or immortal cultivators cannot be called them at all. god.

When the gods are angry, mountains and rivers overturn, and the sky collapses and the earth breaks apart in a blink of an eye, which is definitely not something that a monk can compare to.

"Hey... who knows? This is passed down from our ancestors, and we, the younger generation, don't know it either."

During the conversation, they had followed the village chief to their home. It was exactly what he said. Their house was the largest brick house in the entire village. Compared with the dilapidated wooden houses, it was simply out of place.

Not far in front of the village chief's house, there stood an old temple that was in ruins and was covered with cobwebs and dust. No one had cleaned it for a long time.

Most of the plaque on the temple was destroyed, and the writing on it could no longer be read clearly. The statues inside were even more damaged and looked like they were in disgrace. Not to mention, how could there be any incense to be offered?

"Qing Ning, why are you crying suddenly?" Bai Xichen handed her a handkerchief worriedly.

"It's okay. I don't know what's going on. I feel uncomfortable all of a sudden." Just as she was about to take the handkerchief, Yan Ci suddenly knocked Bai Xichen away, roughly took out his handkerchief, and rubbed it hard on her face.

There was a burning pain all over the delicate skin, and Leng Qingning grabbed his wrist sadly.

"I'm fine. Stop it quickly. If you keep wiping it like this, your beautiful face of clear water and hibiscus will be disfigured by you!"

Yan Ci looked her up and down playfully and said, "Just you? She's so beautiful? You're not as good-looking as I am~"