Wu Renqun stepped forward: "I believe that everyone should know that Yuhun has entered the mortal world. Although mortals have no divine consciousness and the demonic energy cannot swallow their souls, it can turn mortals into monsters similar to Yuhun. But it is different from Yuhun.

The soul, Yuhun is just a body, but this monster is a living person."

At this time, a disciple asked: "That means the disciples can't kill!"

Wu Renqun nodded: "Originally, the monster was only in the Huanyuan Palace. Who would have thought that it would spread too quickly and has entered the territory of the other four sects. Currently, all the sects are struggling to resist. The Xianfeng Sect naturally needs to help! All disciples, as long as they can

Those who move around will protect the mortal villages and towns!"

"Is there any reward?"

Wu Renqun looked at the disciple who asked the question: "No, but this is something caused by the five sects, and we must be responsible. The elders confronted the demon cultivators, and the elders of the demon cultivators did not know about it. This soul-controlling chaos was probably caused by the small demon cultivator sect.

It was done and is being investigated!"

After saying this, the Jindan seniors began to call the names and assign tasks to the disciples. Wu Renqun came to Wang Shuo and looked at the map in his hand: "Disciple, just go and protect your own home!"

Wu Renqun pointed his finger at a point on the map, and Wang Shuo's name appeared in the ravine on the map.

Wang Shuo didn't say much, but looked at Yan Yue from a distance. Yan Yue also looked at Wang Shuo,

The two looked at each other, and Wang Shuo quickly turned away and left with Zhang Yuan beside him with his sword.

…

The next day, in the ravine, when the last candlelight went out, a figure quietly crawled into the village.

Immediately afterwards, several more prone figures climbed in together.

Just as one of them was about to push away the villager's house, a man fell from the sky and kicked him away.

The person who fell from the sky was none other than Wang Shuo, and those figures were mortals invaded by demonic energy.

These people are different from Yuhun. There is no demonic energy escaping from their bodies. Their eyes also maintain the original color of ordinary people. They can move and lie prone on the ground, just like freaks.

After being kicked by Wang Shuo, these monsters screamed.

There was a sudden noise, waking up the surrounding villagers.

The dogs barked and the villagers yelled and cursed. Wang Shuo made a hand seal and formed a small stone chamber with four stone walls, surrounding these monsters.

At this time, the villagers led the dogs and drove them out with the hoes in their hands.

Wang Shuo turned his head. Some of the villagers immediately recognized Wang Shuo's attire and stopped immediately: "A fairy on the mountain?"

Wang Shuo glanced at the villagers: "I am a disciple of the Xianfeng Sect, here to protect the villagers. At the same time... I am also the son of Doctor Wang who once lived here, Wang Shuo!"

The villagers looked at each other. The old men with white beards were confused and seemed to have forgotten Wang Shuo. The wrinkles on their faces were as wrinkled as a chrysanthemum due to thinking.

But at this time, just like before, a woman recognized Wang Shuo: "I remember that when I was a little kid ten years ago, I came back to see Dr. Wang!"

Those old men immediately relaxed their brows, smiled and nodded: "I remember, I remember!"

The surrounding villagers put down their tools and surrounded Wang Shuo. They stared at Wang Shuo one by one with big eyes and small eyes: "Oh, don't tell me, after looking at this face, I remember what Doctor Wang looks like!"

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong. He has white hair, just like Dr. Wang, he must be!"

"It has been more than ten years and I have grown up!"

Wang Shuo smiled, and as the villagers identified him, Wang Shuo called aunt and uncle, calling almost every villager present.

At this time, an uncle asked: "Shuo'er, why did you come to the village this night? What was the reason for that scream just now?"

Wang Shuo took the name of the village to the stone room where the magic was made, and opened a small hole with a punch: "Recently, monsters have been rampant outside and hurt people's lives. I am here to protect everyone!"

After the villagers looked at the soul in the cave, their eyes, which were originally the size of mung beans, immediately became as big as cherries.

"Damn it, there is such a monster in this world!"

Wang Shuo touched the hole with his hand, and it was immediately filled in. Seeing this scene, some villagers couldn't help but stepped forward and touched the gap just now, and they said it was magical.

Wang Shuo waved his hand: "This monster may come from all directions. If you see it and run away immediately, don't provoke it, otherwise ordinary people can also turn into monsters!"

The villagers nodded, with a look of horror on their faces: "This is horrifying! Then kill these monsters quickly!"

Wang Shuo shook his head: "No, he is a human being. There are still other ways to treat him. He needs to wait for the antidote!"

After hearing what Wang Shuo said, the villagers all went back to their houses. Wang Shuo sat on a roof, his consciousness covering the entire village. Once a Yuhun came, he would know it immediately.

Originally, some villagers asked Wang Shuo to go into the house to sleep, but for the sake of the villagers' safety, Wang Shuo refused.

The next morning, when the villagers got up, they found that the village was surrounded by a stone wall with a radius of 100 meters, and Wang Shuo was sitting on the roof, sitting cross-legged and meditating.

Mortals have a natural awe for immortal cultivators and cannot be disturbed, so they continue to do their own things and ignore Wang Shuo.

Suddenly, a girl as big as Wang Shuo appeared under the room where Wang Shuo was sitting cross-legged and meditating.

This girl is pretty and has a pair of big eyes that are very lively.

Wang Shuo sensed the girl, opened his eyes and smiled at her. The girl also smiled, which was really pretty.

"Your name is Wang Shuo?"

Unlike other villagers, that girl had no respect for immortal cultivators and seemed to regard Wang Shuo as just a normal person.

Wang Shuo nodded: "Do you recognize me?"

The girl smiled and ran into the house.

Just when Wang Shuo was wondering, the girl climbed out from the window on the roof and sat next to Wang Shuo. She imitated Wang Shuo's cross-legged meditation and sat down.

The girl smiled at Wang Shuo again: "You don't remember me. I played with you every day when I was a child, but suddenly one day you disappeared, and then Uncle Wang disappeared too!"

Wang Shuo blinked and looked at this girl. In his memory, he did not remember that there was such a number one person.

Maybe it's because I'm too young to remember.

"It seems you don't remember me. You were born blind at that time, and I was holding your hand!"

Wang Shuo smiled and said, "In that case, thank you very much for taking care of me. I'm not very grateful!"

The girl stared at Wang Shuo for a long time. Wang Shuo felt uncomfortable and turned his face to the side, pretending to admire the pastoral scenery.

At this moment, an old man's voice came from under the house: "Girl, what are you doing up there? Don't disturb Shuo'er!"

The girl suddenly pouted, and Wang Shuo said to the old man in the room: "It doesn't matter!"

The old man smiled friendly and walked away.

"What's the girl's name?"

"My name is Chen Xiaoye!"

Wang Shuo nodded, not knowing what to say next, so he kept silent.

Those Yuhuns are not as powerful as the Yuhuns transformed by immortal cultivators. They have neither strong bodies nor quick speed, and they cannot climb and can only stay on the ground.

Outside Wang Shuo's stone wall, there were a bunch of Yuhun pushing their heads forward.

"I heard that you cultivators can fly, what does it feel like to fly?"

Wang Shuo thought for a while: "How about I take you flying!"

Chen Xiaoye grinned: "Okay!"

Wang Shuo stood up, and a flying sword immediately flew out from the gourd. Wang Shuo stepped on it and stretched out his hand towards Chen Xiaoye.

Chen Xiaoyesi did not hesitate, took Wang Shuo's hand and stepped on the flying sword.

Judging from his expression, he was very curious as to how the flying sword was hanging in the air.

"Hold on!" Wang Shuo grabbed Chen Xiaoye's hands in front of him with both hands, and the flying sword immediately flew up with Chen Xiaoye.

"ah--!"

Chen Xiaoye, who went to heaven for the first time, was so frightened that he screamed.

Wang Shuo ignored it and took Chen Xiaoye straight into the sky. After reaching a certain height, he slowed down and flew forward.

Chen Xiaoye opened his eyes and his whole body trembled: "I'm afraid, hold on tight!"

Wang Shuo let Chen Xiaoye sit on the flying sword and used magic to fix Chen Xiaoye on the flying sword.

"You can let go of your hand, don't worry you won't fall." Wang Shuo said.

Then Chen Xiaoye let go of Wang Shuo's hand and opened his arms to feel the strong wind whistling by.

Looking at the mountains and rivers below, Chen Xiaoye sighed: "It's so beautiful. It turns out that birds look at such beautiful scenery every day. How great it would be if I were a bird!"

"Want something more exciting?"

"good!"

In response, Wang Shuo's sword fell violently, and a sense of weightlessness spread all over Chen Xiaoye's body, and he couldn't help but scream again.

Just when it was about to land, the flying sword suddenly flew smoothly again, and the distance between the two of them from the ground was only ten or twenty meters.

The scenery on the ground quickly recedes.

The flying sword shuttled between various obstacles, and an unknown feeling of clarity passed into Chen Xiaoye's heart.

In one word, cool.

Soon after, the two returned to the village. It was noon, and every household was cooking wine and lettuce.
To be continued...