Chapter 1100 Strange Village

After flying for about half a stick of incense, Lu Chen's consciousness reached the edge of the mountain range.

But now in his arms, the little girl who was still alive and kicking just now seemed to be asleep, eyes closed, quietly resting on his arm.

"You have gained experience, even wandering souls can sleep." Lu Chen chuckled, feeling a little more curious about the village the little girl mentioned.

Not long after, with Lu Chen's speed, he quickly flew out of the mountains. At this time, he stood on the edge of the mountains, his consciousness expanded to the extreme, and he swept forward.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Chen took out the terrain map Xiaohong gave him, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"My current location should be in the southernmost part of this plane, and the location of the Taoist ruins is in the easternmost part of this world." Lu Chen's eyes flashed slightly and he put away the jade slip in his hand.

He glanced down at the little girl in his arms, with a gentle smile on his face. With his spiritual consciousness sweeping across, he soon discovered the mysterious village.

"Let's send you back first!" Lu Chen murmured softly, and his figure disappeared into the air with an afterimage.

The village Haizi mentioned was indeed not far from the edge of the mountain range. At Lu Chen's speed, it only took a blink of an eye to appear above the village.

As the spiritual consciousness enveloped the village, Lu Chen suddenly felt secretly frightened and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling slightly.

Under his consciousness, he could clearly feel that the villagers in this entire village were all wandering souls like Haizi.

"No wonder Haizi would ask such a question when he saw him. This place is a bit weird." Lu Chen narrowed his eyes, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Just when Lu Chen was confused, a strange aura suddenly appeared in the air, and then invisible yellow lights suddenly appeared and fell towards the village at his feet.

At the same time, there was a ray of light that enveloped Lu Chen's body. The place where the light gathered was not his body, but the little girl in his arms.

"The aura in this beam of light belongs to the Immortals of the Qi family!" Lu Chen was horrified in his heart, and suddenly showed a vigilant look on his face, observing the surroundings carefully.

After checking for a while, he did not find Qi Dao, which made Lu Chen even more puzzled.

As the yellow beam of light fell, Haizi's body trembled slightly. She gently opened her eyes, and the light in her eyes gradually decreased.

"Brother Immortal, save the people in my village." Haizi trembled and looked up at Lu Chen. There seemed to be tears flashing in his big eyes.

"Hiss...why are these wandering souls so different from ordinary people..." The doubt on Lu Chen's face couldn't help but become a little thicker at this moment.

After thinking for a moment, golden light glowed all over his body, and the power of his cultivation turned into a barrier, blocking the yellow light in mid-air.

Without the erosion of the yellow light, Haizi's figure slowly returned to its original shape. With gratitude in his bright eyes, he looked up at Lu Chen.

But at this time, Lu Chen could clearly feel that after the erosion of the yellow light, the consciousness in Hai Zihun's body had become a little looser.

If this continues for a long time, it will only be a matter of time before these wandering souls dissipate.

At the same time, a cyan barrier rose up in the village under his feet, blocking the yellow light in the air from the outside.

A flash of light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and his consciousness quickly swept downwards, looking for the source of this cyan barrier.

"This person is a soul cultivator!" Lu Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and his consciousness fell on a small wooden house in the village.

Under his consciousness, an old man in green robes and silver hair was standing in this small wooden house. The green barrier in the village was made by this man.

"My fellow Taoist has come from afar, and I would like to visit this old village." A smile appeared on the Qingpao Taoist's face, and his pair of deep eyes seemed to have passed through the cabin and landed on Lu Chen.

Chase Lu frowned slightly, then relaxed in an instant. He chuckled lightly and fell into the village without much hesitation.

After entering the village, Lu Chen put Haizi down and then glanced at everyone in the village.

At the same time, people in the village all turned their attention to Lu Chen, and those bright eyes were full of curiosity.

"It seems that I am an alien here." Lu Chen smiled and shook his head, with a slightly helpless expression on his face.

"Brother Immortal, the village chief asked Haizi to go home first. Haizi won't accompany you anymore. Goodbye!" With a smile on his face, and the laughter of a child, Haizi turned around and left in a skip.

Lu Chen smiled lightly and didn't say much. After glancing at the villagers around him, he politely raised his hand and nodded to everyone.

This consciousness exists in the bodies of these wandering souls. Although they have died long ago, living in such a form may just be a different way of living.

Seeing Lu Chen's actions, the faces of the surrounding villagers also showed smiles, and then raised their hands to return the favor.

Lu Chen smiled slightly and moved slowly towards the cabin not far ahead. The problem here should be with the Taoist priest.

"A monk who cultivates the soul? This person can be considered a strange person." Lu Chen thought to himself, with a faint smile on his lips.

This so-called soul cultivation is a unique cultivation method in which a monk does not choose to re-condensate his body after his physical body is destroyed, but instead cultivates his soul.

Not long after, Lu Chen's figure had already reached the door of the cabin. The wooden door inside had already been opened, as if to welcome him.

Without too much hesitation, Lu Chen chuckled and walked directly in.

This Taoist-robed old man's cultivation technique was strange. Lu Chen couldn't see through his original cultivation level, but judging from the cyan barrier condensed by this man, he should be a monk equivalent to the god transformation stage.

After walking into the wooden house, the main room that came to me was relatively simple. There was only a small wooden table with a pot of wine on it and four small bamboo stools around it.

The green-robed Taoist picked up the wine pot, filled the two wine glasses on the table, and then slowly stood up and looked up at Lu Chen with a smile.

"The visitor is a guest, please take a seat, little friend!" Taoist Qingpao had a smile on his face and made an invitation gesture to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen nodded slightly, raised his hand to the person in front of him, and then walked beside the wooden table in the hall, his eyes falling on the wine bottle in front of him.

"Old sir, may I ask what this wine tastes like?" Lu Chen had a faint smile on his lips, and the expression on his face was a bit confusing.

When the green-robed Taoist heard this, he took a deep look at Lu Chen, then couldn't help laughing, and sat next to him.

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