Seeing that I had made up my mind, Zhang Wuya couldn't say anything more.

"Hey, your stubborn temper is exactly the same as that of the third child.

No one else can change what you believe in."

Ling Boyi shook his head, turned his palm, and a flat square box appeared in his hand.

"This thing was given to you by your master when I left Longhu Mountain. It may be of great help to you during your trip."

After that, Ling Boyi flicked it casually, and the square box fell steadily into my hands.

What did Mr. Sang leave to me?

I frowned and slowly opened the square box.

Inside the box was a transparent mask that exuded a strong spiritual aura.

"This mask is made of ice silk and soaked in special potion.

It can help you change your appearance, and it can also hide your own breath.

If you wear it to go to Maoshan Sect, as long as you are more cautious, even a strong person in the Divine Control Realm may not be able to see through it."

Looking at the ice silkworm mask in the box, I couldn't help but feel startled.

Mr. Sang is really good at predicting things. It seems that he has already expected that I can come out of the abyss alive.

I slowly took out the ice silkworm mask and gently applied it on my cheeks.

I felt a chill on my cheeks, and the mask seemed to melt into my skin instantly.

My whole appearance changed instantly, turning into a young man with a dark complexion and thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Both his breath and appearance seemed to have changed.

"Wow...this mask is simply amazing.

Brother Thirteen, can you get me one later?"

Zhang Wuya looked at me with envy in his eyes.

"I want it... I can exchange it for your Longhushan treasure later."

I couldn't help but curl my lips.

Zhang Wuya shook his head sarcastically, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Thirteen, I have some tongue fruits here. After you eat them, you can change your voice in a short time."

To make sure nothing went wrong, Ling Boyi's face darkened, he took out a bag and threw it towards me.

"Daughter-in-law, don't you express your gratitude?"

Ling Boyi scratched his head, still a little worried, and looked towards the second master's aunt.

The Second Senior Aunt smacked her lips, pondered for two seconds, and threw a token towards me.

I took the token and glanced at it. On the token was engraved a demonic fox image, containing a very majestic aura of demonic energy.

"This is my Heavenly Fox Order. If you encounter a strong demon clan embarrassment in the future, you can show this order.

I believe that even those old guys from the demon world will give them some face.

This token contains a piece of my natal demon essence. If my life is in danger, I can inject a soul thought into the token.

I can summon the Heavenly Fox Dharma to help me, and my true body will also feel it.

But Maoshan is a Taoist holy land after all, and some old guys can sense my breath.

In Maoshan Sect, it is best not to activate Tianhu Ling unless absolutely necessary.

The spiritual fantasy world has experienced the Nine Nether Catastrophes thousands of years ago. Although all the sects are weak, their foundations are still there.

Maoshan Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is by no means as simple as you think. I am afraid there are still some unborn old guys still alive.

You must be careful on this trip."

After receiving the Tianhu Ling, I quickly raised my hands towards Ling Boyi and his wife.

"Thank you, Second Senior Uncle and Second Senior Aunt."

Zhang Wuya and I have been recuperating in the second uncle's manor for a few days. During this period, Zhang Xuanxin sent a message.

The people in Longhu Mountain are multi-minded, so in order to ensure that no one is alerted, Zhang Wuya is allowed to stay in the manor temporarily.

This manor is the residence of Fox Ancestor, and no one dares to come here easily to seek bad luck.

To be sure, I secretly used a soul-capturing mirror to examine all the servants and Ma family disciples in the manor.

In the end, we actually found two lurking ghosts. Fortunately, these two guys were not core disciples and didn't know much.

Soon these two hidden disciples of You Mo died in an accident.

And I left quietly not long after, and no one knew where I went.

After all, in the eyes of the world, Lin Shisan had died in the Netherworld Abyss.

Outside Luoshui Town.

Unlike the cold wind and snow in the north, Luoshui Town is located in the south of the Yangtze River.

The continuous autumn rain brought a coolness, and the streets seemed very empty.

"Brother Shan, it's just dark today, why is there no one on the street?"

"With such heavy rain, I'm afraid everyone will be doing entertainment activities at home.

This damn weather has been going around all day, and I haven’t even gotten a handful of chicken feathers.”

"Brother Shan, it doesn't cost you much to exchange your chicken feathers for candy.

My basket is full of medicinal materials, and they will become moldy if they are kept wet like this."

Two figures carrying burdens and wearing bamboo hats were walking on the muddy dirt road.

"I remember there seems to be a temple in front of us. It's getting a little late now. How about we two go to the temple to rest for a night."

Brother Shan pointed towards the dense forest not far away, and there was a ruined temple in the forest.

"Brother Shan, does this ruined temple look a little spooky?"

"What are we two grown men so afraid of?

After all, it’s a sheltered place from the wind and rain, it’s better than being soaked in the rain outside, right?”

Brother Shan patted his chest, showing a fearless expression on his face.

The two looked at each other and ran towards the ruined temple in unison.

Zhiyo...

The courtyard door of the ruined temple slowly opened, and weeds as tall as a person were everywhere inside.

The tiles on the roof were in pieces, with several holes broken into them, and raindrops kept falling.

Fortunately, half of the roof is intact and the ground is relatively dry.

The two placed the burden on the ground. Their bodies were already soaked, and then they slumped down on the ground helplessly.

The statues in the temple have long been dilapidated, with only a base left, and it is unclear which deity was enshrined in the past.

The young man quickly lifted the tarpaulin off the burden, his face full of worry.

"I walked around the streets and managed to get some herbs, but now they have all been soaked by the rain."

Brother Shan glanced at the herbs in the basket and smiled.

"Stop messing around. Wait until the sun comes out tomorrow and let it dry out. It'll be fine."

"That's the only way. Thanks to meeting Brother Shan today, otherwise I wouldn't know where to take shelter from the rain."

Brother Shan slowly took off the bamboo hat on his head and looked at the young man in front of him.

"Young man, I haven't asked you what your name is yet. You look a little unfamiliar."

Chen Dashan and the young man in front of him also met on the way. One of them exchanged chicken feathers for sugar, and the other purchased medicinal materials.

They all earn money by walking around the streets, so they have been together all the way here.

"My name is Li Changqing, and I come from Jiangshan County.

It is said that Luoshui Town is close to Dasang Mountain, and the villagers must have a lot of medicinal materials in their hands, so they came to take a look.
Chapter completed!