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  Mount Sumeru, Tianyin Temple.

  In the secluded wooden hut, there was a silence. Pu Heng and Pu De were both silent, Fa Xiang stood beside them with an astonished expression but also kept silent. Gui Li stared intently at the treasure in front of him, its soft white glow illuminating his face which alternated between light and dark.

  The black cloth wraps a magnificent jade disc, with a material that presents an extremely warm and white color. The edges have serrated folds every now and then, each fold has a fine groove, from the center of the jade disc to the outside, from deep to shallow.

  The white light in the center of the jade plate was the softest and brightest, almost like water flowing gently in the void. Below the light, there were countless tiny jade blocks, densely packed but neatly arranged in the center of the jade plate. With Gui Li's current cultivation level, he could see that each face of the small jade blocks had an ancient seal script carved on it, but he couldn't understand the meaning of these characters.

  On the edge of the jade disc, mysterious and ancient patterns are engraved in all four directions - east, south, west, and north. Some resemble the starry sky, some look like isolated islands in the deep sea, while others are so strange that it's impossible to decipher their meaning.

  But at this moment, Gui Li did not care much about the meaning of these small characters and patterns. What surprised him was that these countless small jade blocks were flowing continuously, without a single stationary block. They were like flowing water, slowly flowing, but not just in one direction. All directions were their directions. However, under such dazzling movement, there seemed to be profound truth hidden within. None of the jade blocks collided with each other.

  The ghostly figure gazed intently for a long time, and suddenly felt that the jade plate seemed to have a mysterious power. The countless flowing jade blocks in his eyes transformed into rivers and mountains, flowing endlessly; after a while, they transformed again into stars twinkling across the sky, rotating and shifting, with no end in sight. A moment later, the starlight vanished instantly, and he found himself standing in the midst of nothingness and darkness. In the depths of the silent darkness, scenes from past lives flowed by, like the present and future, while his feet unknowingly stepped into a vast, bottomless black hole that had appeared out of nowhere. An irresistible force burst forth from the black hole, pulling his entire body down with an unrelenting pull, as if sinking endlessly into the darkness...

  "Ah!"

  Suddenly, a loud shout, like thunder in the ears, Ghost Lian's body shook, as if awakened from a dream, sweat dripping all over his head, the whole person was exhausted and panting heavily.

  The majestic Pu Huan Master's eyes revealed a compassionate color, and he gently clasped his hands together: "Donor, your life has been tumultuous, with too many worldly entanglements, and countless heartbreaking past events, with an extremely heavy heart demon. This Qian Kun wheel of reincarnation is the only one in the world, with the ability to capture souls and seize spirits, can cut off birth and death, calculate reincarnation, and determine the number of breaths, it really has the power to reverse the universe, but it can also make people lose their spirit and will, and be devoured by heart demons, please be careful."

  The ghost let out a low, rapid panting sound, and after a while, slowly calmed down. The Qiankun wheel jade plate in front of him still emitted a soft white light, flowing silently in front of everyone.

  Although he was shocked at the unprecedented magical powers of this strange treasure, he thought that if this treasure was indeed so wonderful, then there would be more hope for saving Biyu. Thinking of this, Gui Li's heart was not surprised but delighted, and he immediately bowed to Pu Heng Da Shi and Pu De Da Shi, saying: "The disciple sincerely asks the two great masters to create a seven-level floating pagoda with their compassionate hearts, and lend me this treasure temporarily to save people. After the matter is over, I will definitely return it personally and worship it day and night in the future, praying for the two great masters to attain enlightenment!"

  Master Pu De slightly raised his hand, but although he spoke fluently, his body movements were still very stiff, and his arm only moved slightly before falling back down.

  Xin Hao's side, Pu Hui master had already walked over, helped up Gui Li, and softly said: "Benefactor doesn't have to be like this, get up and talk!"

  Fashang also walked over, and Guilie slowly stood up.

  Pu Hui Master smiled and said: "Since Pu De Master has already taken out this treasure, it means he agrees to lend it to you, so don't worry." Gui Li was overjoyed and was about to thank him when he heard Pu De Master's voice at this time, saying: "Donor, I have a few words to say to you."

  "Master, please speak, I will listen with reverence."

  Pu De Master said slowly: "This treasure is both good and evil, most capable of confusing people's hearts. If a person's heart is like a clear mirror, they will walk upright and gain great benefits; otherwise, it will be like the demon that was just stirred up, biting back at oneself. I don't know you well, donor, but I can see that your moral character is very deep, and you are knowledgeable in many areas, with a good understanding of all dharmas. Your potential for future cultivation is not ordinary, and your achievements will surely surpass ours. However, you are strong on the outside but weak on the inside, with a surging energy but empty emotions, and the heart demon has become a great affliction, like a sharp sword hanging over your head, do you know this?"

  The demon was silent for a long time, then said: "I'm not satisfied with the two masters. As a disciple, I didn't care about achieving enlightenment and immortality. As for life and death, after many changes, I had feelings of having nothing to live for. The mundane world is like an illusion to me, so why bother with trivial heart demons? Today, I am still wandering in the world, but there are still a few people that I cannot bear to abandon. If I abandon them, I will not be able to forgive myself, so I should continue to struggle on to repay those who know me." He slowly raised his head and smiled faintly, saying: "As for other gains, Master doesn't need to worry about me."

  Master Pude gazed at Gui Li for a long time, let out a sigh, and closed his eyes without speaking again. Gui Li bowed to Master Pude, carefully wrapped the Qian Kun Lun Hui with black cloth, and reverently placed it in his bosom. Master Puhe joined his palms together and said, "Patron, everything is taken care of."

  The ghost nodded, suddenly furrowed his brow, patted his forehead with his hand, and burst out laughing: "Look at my memory, I was too excited to remember anything! How to use this treasure has not been asked yet!"

  Master Pude slowly opened his eyes and exchanged a glance with Master Puhe, who was looking over at him. Master Puhe's eyes had an inquiring intent, but Master Pude let out a soft sigh and shook his head slightly.

  Pu Hui Master's eyebrows slightly furrowed, without a word. Pu De Master hesitated for a moment and looked at Gui Lie.

  The ghost bowed deeply and said: "Please, Master, point the way. Your disciple is eternally grateful."

  Master Pude silently shook his head, and Gui Li was stunned for a moment, not understanding. After a while, only Master Pude's hoarse and low voice said: "I have kept this treasure by my side for decades, studying it day and night, but so far I can only see that it can communicate with the mysterious changes, fix the soul and transform life, but I still can't figure out how to use this strange treasure.

  He was shocked as if he had been drenched with a basin of cold water from head to toe, and looked at Master Pu De in disbelief, then slowly turned his gaze to Master Pu Hong.

  Pu Hui Master sighed and said, "Donor, this is the reason why Pu De Master and I have been hesitant. The乾坤轮回盘 indeed has the ability to reverse the乾坤 and turn cause and effect upside down, but it must also be because this method is too against heaven, so ordinary people cannot comprehend its subtleties."

  The ghost's face was stern and speechless, with a mind full of confusion, thousands of words surged up in his heart, but in the end, only a bitter taste remained.

  After a long time, he suddenly sighed and shook his head, saying: "No matter what, please lend this treasure to the younger generation, no matter what, it's still a glimmer of hope."

  "Master Pu Hui and Master Pu De said in unison: 'Amitabha Buddha.'"

  Beside him, Fa Xiang couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt, took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Master Zhang Shi, I'm really sorry..."

  Guilie silently shook his head, then suddenly smiled at Faxiang, but in Faxiang's eyes, that smile was extremely bitter. He only heard him say slowly: "Faxiang Shixiong, you don't have to comfort me with kind words. Actually, this kind of thing, I'm not experiencing it for the first time either. At some point in the past, there was also a great hope right in front of me, but it just so happened that I missed it by a hair's breadth..."

  His voice suddenly turned low and a look of extreme pain flashed across his face, but he didn't say another word. He bowed to Masters Pu Heng and Pu De, thanked them deeply, then suddenly turned around and walked out without looking back.

  Looking at Gui Li's back, Pu Heng Da Shi's eyes were complex, and he joined his hands together to chant softly: "Amitabha Buddha, the ancestral Buddha is compassionate, but his karma is entwined around his body, truly a life of sorrow."

  Master Pu De was silent for a moment, then softly recited a sentence. "Amitabha!"

  Kitsune-yama, the main temple of the Oniō-ji school.

  Xiaobai had been back at Huqi Mountain for three days, and in those three days, her expression seemed to have never relaxed. Within those three days, a tragic event had unfolded before her eyes multiple times, watching the crazy and dead Ghost King Sect disciples, as well as the people around her becoming increasingly immersed in fear. Seeing that even if she didn't go mad herself, there were others who would be driven mad by this terrifying atmosphere, Xiaobai was completely certain that something strange and frightening had happened on Huqi Mountain. However, what made her most puzzled and angry was that under such circumstances, she couldn't see the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect, Gui Wang.

  It was learned from the disciples of the Demon King Sect that a long time ago, the Demon King suddenly ordered to go into seclusion and would no longer meet with outsiders. Even ordinary disciples of the Demon King Sect could not see him. Xiaobai had the disciples of the Demon King Sect report several times, but the news that came back was always about the same: either the disciple who went to report said they couldn't see the master of the Demon King Sect, or the Demon King sent a message asking Xiaobai to wait a few more days and he would come out of seclusion soon. In short, he just wouldn't come out to see her.

  Although Xiao Bai's Taoist practice was profound, being in the eerie atmosphere of the Ghost King Sect made his mood unbearable. Moreover, he would often see people around him go mad and die, a level of madness that was too terrifying to be described in words.

  In fact, Xiaobai had already vaguely sensed with her thousand-year-old Tao that there was a very strange and bloodthirsty power hidden behind this seemingly grand and magnificent mountain cave, which was constantly expanding, especially when she saw someone go crazy and die. The special bloody aura would become even more intense at that time.

  Three days ago, when she had just arrived at Huqi Mountain and met the first Ghost King Sect disciple Old Li who went mad and died, she unexpectedly discovered a mysterious figure hiding in a corner, whose body emitted the strongest bloody aura, but when she chased after him, she found that the mysterious figure had disappeared, and from that day on, he never appeared again.

  At this moment, Xiaobai felt that his patience was almost exhausted!

  In the stone room, Xiaobai sat alone, surrounded by thick stone walls that were also covered in cracks that hadn't been there before, shocking to behold. Yet they still managed to block out most of the noise, enveloping the room in a precious silence. However, Xiaobai's face was not calm at all, instead her expression grew more and more furious as she thought about the events of the past few days, which had completely shattered her previous impression of the Ghost King, and his disciples were...

  Fell into a state of terror, and the master disappeared without a trace, not even coming out to say a word to comfort people, let alone taking any measures to resolve the situation.

  This is a completely unheard-of thing, and even Xiaobai had suspected that the Gui Wang Sect was not in this period of time.

  Something big must have happened, and some formidable figure secretly killed the Ghost King, which is why there's such chaos. Otherwise, with the Ghost King's exceptional abilities, how could this situation have occurred? But no matter how much Xiaobai thought about it, he couldn't shake off the feeling that someone as powerful as the Ghost King wouldn't be overthrown by his subordinates. And Xiaobai still had a soft spot for the Ghost King due to his past relationship with his sister Xiaochi, so he didn't want things to get too awkward and decided to wait patiently. Who knew that waiting would turn into three days and three nights?

  "Bang!"

  Xiaobai's face was as gloomy as water, and with a slap on the bedside, he got up from bed and walked straight to the stone room door.

  Three days had passed, and she could no longer endure it. She decided to go see the King of Ghosts and get a clear answer; otherwise, she would just leave this place for good. This eerie land was somewhere she didn't want to stay even one more day.

  Just as she was about to walk through the stone gate, Xiao Bai suddenly furrowed her brow, as if sensing something, and stopped in her tracks.

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  As expected, a moment later, a commotion came from outside the stone gate, followed by a respectful voice that came in: "Is Little White Miss at home?"

  Xiao Bai walked forward and opened the stone gate, only to see a young man standing outside the stone chamber. He was around twenty years old, looking quite young, but his face had dark circles under his eyes and an unmistakable look of fatigue that couldn't be concealed. It was clear that this person was also being tormented by the strange happenings surrounding him.

  Seeing Xiao Bai there, the expression on the face of this Ghost King Sect disciple became even more respectful. Xiao Bai and the Ghost King Sect's Sect Master Gui Wang and Deputy Sect Master Gui Li were not ordinary friends, and everyone in the Ghost King Sect knew about it, so they naturally treated her with great respect.

  Xiaobai looked at him and said, "What's up?"

  The young disciple of the Ghost King Sect said: "I am here under the order of our sect leader, to invite Miss Xiaobai to meet with him."

  Xiaobai was taken aback for a moment, then let out a cold laugh and said: "He finally has time now? He's finally willing to see me?"

  There was a hint of disrespect and anger in her tone towards the Ghost King, which made the Ghost King's disciples who were listening feel a thread of fear on their faces, and they lowered their heads even further.

  Xiao Bai hummed and didn't want to make things difficult for him anymore, saying lightly: "It just so happens that I also need to see him, since that's the case, you can lead the way!"

  The Ghost King Sect disciple seemed to have let out a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Yes, miss please follow me." As he spoke, he didn't dare look at Xiaobai again, turned around and walked towards the depths of the Yun Road.

  Xiao Bai followed behind the Ghost King Sect disciple and walked forward, only to see that the direction of their journey was indeed towards the Ghost King's residence. It seemed that the Ghost King had indeed returned to his own home. Xiao Bai's mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of cold smile flashed across his face.

  The two of them walked together, and when they were still ten zhang away from the Ghost King's stone chamber, the Ghost King's junior stopped in his tracks and said in a low voice, "Little White, the Master has ordered that he wants to see you alone, so I won't go in."

  Xiao Bai furrowed her brow, although the Ghost King had given such instructions, but there were still ten zhang away, this disciple stopped in his tracks and walked away. No matter what, this was an extremely rude move. However, when she turned to look at the young Ghost King sect disciple, her heart skipped a beat. She saw that the disciple's face had a few hints of stiffness, with both hands placed by his sides, but seemingly involuntarily wiping his palms on his leg clothes, as if his hands were constantly sweating, and he was extremely tense and fearful.

  Xiaobai was silent for a moment, then softened his tone and let out a light sigh, saying: "Alright, you can go!"

  The young monk looked up at Xiaobai, then immediately lowered his head again, but it was clear that he had relaxed all over, as if the thousand-pound boulder on his back had been suddenly removed. A faint smile also appeared at the corner of his mouth. He only heard him say in a low voice: "Thank you, miss." As he spoke, he turned around and walked away quickly.

  Xiaobai's gaze shifted over, looking towards the stone chamber of the Ghost King. She hesitated for a moment, composed herself, and took a step forward. Suddenly, at this very moment, a heart-wrenching, ear-piercing howl came from far behind her, its sharpness like a razor blade, instantly shattering the fragile tranquility within the cave.

  Xiaobai wasn't hearing this sound for the first time, but his chest still sank abruptly. With a whoosh, he turned around, only to see that the corridor in front of him was still empty and desolate, with only one figure standing there like a stiff stone statue.

  In the distance, the sound of wailing and the voices of people rushing to the scene gradually merged together, followed by a chaotic mixture of shouting, fighting, and the faint smell of blood, like an invisible stream flowing around Xiaobai's body.

  At this moment, Xiao Bai temporarily didn't care about these things. Her eyebrows were tightly locked, and she stared at the young disciple of Gui Wang Zong from earlier. The stone chamber where Gui Wang lived was naturally located in a relatively quiet corner. This corridor was quite long, and at this moment, except for Xiao Bai and that young Gui Wang disciple, there was no one else. The chilling screams from afar still continued to echo, and it was unknown which poor person had gone mad again.

  Suddenly, the young monk's stiffened body began to tremble, and his trembling grew more intense. He let out a despairing howl: "Ah... I can't take it anymore..."

  He suddenly pulled out the blade of his dagger, as if there were evil spirits lurking in the void beside him, and swung it wildly, slashing and chopping with a madman's ferocity. The sharp blade emitted a piercing whistling sound as it sliced through the air, occasionally striking the rigid stone wall, leaving faint scars behind.

  The distant roar gradually subsided, but the crowd seemed to have heard something. They began to move towards this place. Xiao Bai let out a cold hum and suddenly flashed a white shadow, already arriving beside that young disciple. That young disciple also seemed to have lost his rationality, and with his next knife, he chopped towards Xiao Bai. Xiao Bai's left hand grasped the air, swift as lightning, and grabbed the young disciple's wrist. With a slight exertion of force, suddenly there was only a crisp sound, and the sharp blade in that disciple's hand fell to the ground, while he himself leaned against the stone wall, his entire body powerless.

  Xiaobai fixed his gaze on the person, staring straight into their eyes. He saw that they were panting heavily, their eyes darting about wildly and with a hint of madness, but apart from the few red threads at the bottom of their eyes, there was no sign of the bloodthirsty crimson color.

  Xiao Bai let out a sigh of relief, and in his ears he heard the distant noise approaching, hesitated for a moment, and with a wave of his right hand, he brushed past the young disciple's head. As the white sleeve flashed by, the young disciple's body shook, his eyes slowly closed, and he fell to the ground without any strength.

  Xiao Bai's face was tense, he suddenly turned around and his body floated towards the stone room where Gui Wang lived. Behind him, many figures were faintly appearing, rushing towards this place.