After collecting for a while, Lin Xin simply said enough, walked aside and began to meditate as well.
"Okay." Huang Piyuan's voice came from over there.
Several people stood up and filed into the stone room.
Six ring-shaped flower-like purple talisman arrays have been lit up on the floor of the stone chamber. All the talisman arrays are connected together to form a rectangle.
The faint purple light illuminated the entire stone chamber into purple.
Huang Piyuan motioned for several people to stand on top of the purple talisman array, and he also stood up and began to quickly form seals and activate the array.
Lin Xin looked at the contents of the talisman array. Most of them were familiar to him, but only a few of them were unfamiliar. They seemed to be teleportation runes from other systems.
Buzz!!
A slight vibration slowly came from beneath my feet.
boom!
There was a burst of purple light, and Lin Xin's eyes suddenly lit up.
The stone room in front of him was replaced by a wide and huge dark river in the blink of an eye.
Several of them were standing on the black muddy ground by the river bank.
It feels sticky and soft under your feet, as if you are stepping on mud.
Lin Xin moved his feet. It was a bit difficult to lift them with his strength, as if the soil under his feet was pulling him all the time, preventing him from getting off the ground.
"Why do I feel like someone is pulling me?"
Murong Jun couldn't help but said out loud that she was also trying to lift her feet, but she was stuck so tightly that she couldn't move.
"let me help you."
Zeng Zhuo stretched out his hand and started to squeeze the magic weapon.
"Don't move yet!"
The Yuanxia Mountain native whispered urgently, quickly took out a small oil lamp and lit up a flame the size of a soybean.
The pale yellow firelight illuminated the surroundings of everyone.
Everyone immediately felt that the pulling sensation under their feet disappeared. In the mud on the ground, they could faintly hear the sound of something drilling deeper.
"This is the Resentful Soul River. The soil under our feet is called attachment soil, which is unique here. Every inch of soil is condensed by countless resentful spirits. They don't want strangers to leave here and are attached to the life in them.
That's why it pulls us away.
If it were some monks with lower cultivation levels, just stepping on this muddy ground, they would be pulled down instantly and never see the light of day." The Yuanxia Mountain man said solemnly.
"If you are pulled down, what will happen next?"
Zeng Zhuo couldn't help but ask.
"Afterwards? They were corroded and turned into zombies, yakshas and the like." Before the Yuanxia Mountain people could reply, the Hudong Fairy Lu Qiaoqiao said coldly.
"Tuo Yuandeng? You are quite well prepared?"
She glanced at the small brass lamp in Yuanxiashanren's hand.
Lin Xingyan also looked at the small lamp.
The brass-colored lamp holder is no different from an ordinary oil lamp. The only difference is that the wick is blood red, like the tongue of some living creature.
"Let's go. The place we're exploring is deep inside the ruined tomb. The ghosts and zombies on the road are all up to Brother Zeng."
Yuanxiashan people smiled politely at Zeng Zhuo and the other two.
"If it's all at this level, it wouldn't be a big problem."
Zeng Zhuo's eyes suddenly turned to the right side of the river bank.
Under the gray-black sky, mist slowly filled the air, and several rotten human bodies wearing monks' costumes were staggering towards the crowd.
Using the light of an oil lamp, Lin Xin could clearly see that one of the zombies seemed to be a young female nun. At this time, half of her head had been cut off, leaving only one eye and half of her nose. The wound was rotten and white, and it was crawling.
Many white black small maggots.
From a distance, you can smell a strong stench blowing in the wind.
The other people were all male cultivators with different body shapes. Some had no arms, and some had empty stomachs with half of their purple-black intestines hanging out.
"Be careful, this is an innocent zombie. It is a common type of undead, but the pollution on its body is extremely toxic. It will self-destruct when killed by ordinary means."
Zeng Zhuo was obviously experienced. He shouted to everyone and took a step forward. In the blink of an eye, an orange paper talisman appeared in his hand and he threw it forward.
"Dead soul!"
He gave a low drink.
The paper talisman immediately burned in mid-air, turned into talisman fire, and split into six pieces in a flash, forming a talisman fire ring, surrounding several zombies and spinning rapidly.
Chi Chi Chi!
All the talisman fire suddenly shot towards the zombie like arrows, each one sticking tightly to the zombie's body.
puff!
In an instant, all the zombies spontaneously ignited and turned into human-shaped torches. After a few seconds, they collapsed and melted into ashes.
"Brother, you moved too fast!" Murong Jun couldn't help but pull Zeng Zhuo.
Zeng Zhuo looked puzzled.
"well"
Murong Jun had no choice but to send a message directly.
"You are so eager to take action. Others don't even know how powerful and difficult this wronged soul zombie is. Without a face-to-face experience, how can they reflect your importance?"
"Is there such a thing?" Zeng Zhuo didn't have so many things to worry about, so he shook his head and was speechless.
"Okay, then I will ask Brother Zeng to take charge of these zombies. The rest of them will be on guard, how about that?" said the Yuanxia Mountain Man with a smile.
"Okay." Zeng Zhuo nodded.
Murong Jun and Lin Xin also responded.
Lu Qiaoqiao said lightly.
The five people, led by Yuanxiashan people, quickly moved forward along the river bank to the right.
After a while, he encountered three innocent zombies, all of which were solved by Zeng Zhuo.
Lin Xin gave it a try. One of the zombies was so stiff that it even had a defense strength of thousands of attributes, which was similar to that of Yuan Jingqi's body-training monks. It was simply terrifying.
But under the piece of paper that Zeng made, there are as many things as there are, and they are all solved at once.
The team was moving smoothly, and soon we saw a black pier in front of us.
There are already several teams exploring the ruined tomb waiting there.
"Pay attention to restraining your breath and hiding your cultivation. We have to wait here until the low tide point of the Resentful Soul River. The death wind in the underworld will be much weaker at that time."
The Yuanxia Mountain man whispered the message to everyone. After speaking, he was the first to take the lead and walk to the front.
Hudong Fairy Lu Qiaoqiao followed closely behind.
Lin Xin followed behind, and brother and sister Zeng Zhuo and Murong Jun walked at the end, all of them quickly calmed down their auras.
The dock is made up of small black wooden piles, forming a cube, standing in the Wraith River. I don't know what kind of material it is made of, but there are signs of decay in many places, revealing the pale color inside.
In addition to Lin Xin and his party, there were two teams of monks waiting at the edge of the pier.
Because it was dark and blocked by strange fog, everyone couldn't see each other very clearly.
Lin Xin's five senses were strong, but he could clearly see that several people in one of the teams were carrying sacks that looked like human bodies on their shoulders.
Although they are monks and have space equipment such as storage bags, these people still carry things on their shoulders instead of hiding them in the equipment.
Moreover, they chose to use crude materials like sacks.
"They are from the Soul Sect! Be careful and don't cause trouble." Yuanxiashan people suddenly whispered.
Soul Sect? Lin Xin has heard of this sect. It seems that it is like Bihu Mountain, a huge sect that spans many worlds. However, their actions are far less domineering and bright than Bihu Mountain. They are more hidden in the darkness and mysterious.
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Several people tried their best to hold back their breath and stood waiting at the pier. The other two teams also remained silent and unusually quiet.
Time passed slowly, and after a while, two more teams came one after another, both standing quietly at the back, waiting for the opportunity.
I don't know how long it took.
"coming!"
Hudong Fairy Lu Qiaoqiao suddenly spoke up.
Everyone saw a large number of densely packed tentacles suddenly rushing out from the Resentful Soul River in front of them.
Chichichichi!!
Countless tentacles soared into the sky, twisted like black ropes, and quickly tangled into a large ball at an altitude of more than a thousand meters, forming a ball like a ball of flesh.
The formed mass of flesh grew larger and larger. From the initial diameter of more than ten meters, it soon expanded to more than twenty meters. It was like a large ball of thread, suspended in the sky, connected to countless black silk threads on the river surface.
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"Crossing the river, I hope the evening will bring good luck to my heart."
The Soul Sect's team suddenly let out bursts of chanting, as if they were singing some weird and gloomy ballad. A group of people flew into the air and shot towards the river, and soon disappeared into the gaps between countless tentacles.
Between the large number of tentacles, each one has a diameter of about two to three meters, which is enough for people to pass.
After the Soul Sect team took the lead, another team immediately rose into the air and followed them into the sky above the Resentful Soul River.
"Let's get going too."
Yuanxia Mountain people preached the message.
Everyone nodded and jumped into the air one after another, shooting into the gap between the tentacles.
The Yuanxia Mountain people hold the yellow sand clouds at their feet, and the camel lantern in their hands continuously emits a faint yellow light. Even when flying at high speed, it is not affected by the airflow at all. The soft halo envelopes the five people, constantly conveying a hint of warmth.
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Lu Qiaoqiao had a huge white sword under his feet. The aura around his body was sharp and sharp. His clothes flew back, and his whole body was like a sharp sword, piercing the strong wind in front of him.
Brother and sister Zeng Zuo each released a ball of purple-black spiritual energy, supporting the two of them to follow quickly. The purple-black spiritual energy seemed to be absorbing the black mist surrounding them. It was obviously some kind of special feminine magic weapon.
Lin Xin withdrew his gaze and looked at the tentacles in front of him.
The pure Xuanmen white auspicious clouds were riding under his feet, blocking out the corrosive black mist that tried to attack him.
Below is the blackwater river sweeping back at high speed. Tentacles are like a forest, being pulled straight and constantly passing by.
The five people turned around and kept moving forward in the gap.
Soon, everyone felt that the wind blowing in front of them began to become colder and colder.
Bah bah bah bah bah bah
Waves of seemingly meaningless sounds came along with the wind, like wind whistling or someone singing a tune like an opera.
The sound penetrated into his ears, ignoring the protective aura, making Lin Xin feel a little irritated.
He glanced at the other people.
Yuanxiashanren's face trembled slightly, and he was obviously using his energy to resist.
Lu Qiaoqiao, the fairy from Hudong, had milky white spiritual energy all over her body, and she was also making a subtle vibrato, as if she was using a special method to offset this soul sound.
Zeng, the two brother and sister, were the simplest. They held a piece of gold-patterned paper talisman in one hand and completely ignored the soul sound.
"This is the Death Wind Mingyin. This is the soul-calling sound rumored in the world. It can shake people's souls and make their lives unstable." Seeing that Lin Xin had no means to deal with it, Zeng Zuo hurriedly transmitted the sound.
"Here's one for you, just hold it." He handed the same golden paper charm to Lin Xin.
"Thank you." Lin Xin did not refuse and took the paper talisman. When he saw the golden symbol on it glowing slightly, the irritability in his heart immediately disappeared.
"When we are away from home, human monks like us should support each other." Zeng Zuo said with a smile. To be continued