In Peach Blossom Nunnery were peach blossoms; in Peach Blossom Nunnery lived Peach Blossom Immortal. Peach Blossom Immortal planted peach trees, then picked peach blossoms to exchange for wine money.
Peach Blossom Village was like most small villages in this era.
Several dozen households.
It stood beside a small river.
They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. Even all the village's fields combined had little profit in them, preventing landlords from appearing. And because peach blossoms covered the nearby mountains as far as the eye could see, creating the atmosphere of Peach Blossom Nunnery, literary men who affected refinement often drove here to sightsee. The villagers of Peach Blossom Village could occasionally make a little money off such people.
Yet at this moment, the village was shrouded in night.
It was deathly silent.
There was no crowing of roosters or barking of dogs. Even beneath the peach trees covering the mountains, there was not the slightest croak of frogs or chirp of insects. Even the sound of the evening breeze had stopped.
This place did not resemble a village. It was more like a gigantic barren grave!
Under the moonlight, the peach grove was like a frozen painting. Not the slightest movement stirred among the trees.
Yun Huaqi and several practitioners had stopped in the grove.
They all hid in the shadows of the tree trunks, each one silent, head lowered and eyes closed. If they did not, then whoever violated the rules in the next moment would die a gruesome death. Even Qi Cultivation Grand Completion practitioners had died without the slightest ability to resist, turning into ghostly monstrosities that were neither human nor tree amid the inexplicably appearing peach blossoms!
At this moment, Yun Huaqi's eyes held deep despair.
It was their third day after arriving here.