The dark wind swept across, and dark clouds swept over a rocky hill. A crack suddenly opened and closed. Something hit the rocky mass, and then a cursing voice sounded.
“You can’t see anyone when you should show up, and you can’t see anyone when you shouldn’t show up!”
A gray-faced young man stood up from the pile of rocks wearing a ge robe. From the tattered clothes, one could see a body full of strength, but it was also full of scratches and dripping with blood, making it look very miserable.
However, as the young man moved around, the wounds on his body were healing at an incredible speed. When he walked out of the rocky hill, except for the blood stains on his clothes, which proved that he had been injured before, there was no trace of his wounds.
No trace left.
"This is the kingdom of humans and animals where the devil absorbs new blood?"
The young man frowned and looked around. Not to mention it was inaccessible, not even a ghost was seen. The area he came to was a deserted land, with nothing but stones and weeds.
"Where can I get in?"
Feng Bingwen chopped off a part of his soul and refined the demon fetus into his incarnation. He strode forward. He naturally relied on luck when the people around him didn't understand it at all.
Feng Bingwen felt that his luck was quite satisfactory and not bad at all. When necessary, he prayed to the Book of Heaven and even competed with those so-called children of luck.
After some simple training, Feng Bingwen raised his body to a level that could tear apart tigers and leopards alive, and soon found a slightly desolate road.
“What a blessing!”
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but laugh. He stood in the middle of the avenue and looked forward and backward. He randomly picked a direction and continued walking. After a while, he saw traces of people.
"..."
The land was neatly divided into pieces by the criss-crossing ridges of the fields, and the figures of the people working on the land made Feng Bingwen stunned for a moment and lost his words.
At first glance, it seems to be no different from the Jiuzhou human race, but when you take a closer look, it makes people feel creepy and makes the hairs stand on end.
Because among those working figures, more than two-thirds of them have no life, but are filled with a dull life. Their stiff bodies and slow movements all illustrate their identities.
.
Walking corpse!
A lowly creature that is not even a zombie, but a strong and strong man who has received simple training, can fight one against three without even getting hurt.
But it is this kind of low-grade femininity that is full of the fields, driven by those living people with thin bodies, taking the place of livestock and dragging farm tools to work.
"..."
Feng Bingwen took a deep breath and said nothing. When those living people working in the fields saw his figure, especially his strong physique and blood-stained clothes, their eyes showed fear.
, lowered his head, not even daring to talk.
And Feng Bingwen had no intention of communicating with them. He walked along the avenue, along the field ridge, and walked not far away, where the outline of a city had appeared!
And he encountered more and more living people along the way, but in contrast, there were huge groups of walking corpses that were several times the number of these living people.
These walking corpses are basically driven by the living people to perform simple and boring repetitive tasks. They look very good, but after careful observation, Feng Bingwen becomes more and more silent.
If his eyes were correct, these walking corpses seemed to have a blood connection with the living people who drove them, and this guess was quickly verified.
"Dad, you no longer have the strength to work, and your illness is getting worse and worse. You must lie in a coffin next month at the latest, so that there will be one less mouth to eat in the family. In two years, you will not be able to eat."
It can provide more labor.”
In a field ridge, a thin middle-aged man who was panting and slightly stooped silently looked at what a young man who was about 70% similar to him in appearance was saying.
"good!"
The middle-aged man, whose face was covered with wrinkles, full of vicissitudes of time, and whose body was covered with traces of work, finally responded simply.
The conversation between father and son had a matter-of-fact expression on their faces, as if everything was normal. Someone next to them heard what they said, and not only were they not surprised, but someone smiled and said congratulations.
"Congratulations, Ergen, your family has added a new labor force and one less mouth to eat. If you work hard for a few more years, you can buy a wife again!"
"It's just money-losing goods. Why did you buy that thing? I don't have enough food at home!"
The ordinary people driving away the walking corpses were cursing and cursing, but when Feng Bingwen passed by them, all the voices of discussion around them stopped abruptly, as if Feng Bingwen was not the same person as them, but something else.
A terrible flood like a ferocious beast.
"Is this the country of humans and animals?"
Even if it was just an initial contact, the scene before him gave Feng Bingwen a great shock. The Guisang Demon Kingdom he had seen before under the reception of the demon clan, no matter how the thoughts of the mortals in it were guided and distorted, they
The living conditions here are much better than those here.
Of course, it's not just the material gap. What really shocks Feng Bingwen is the life. The human race here is completely different from the perception of the Kyushu human race.
As for morality, Feng Bingwen is very suspicious of the human race here, and I'm afraid they don't even know the relevant concepts.
With a strange mood, Feng Bingwen quickly arrived at the big city standing on the ground. It was obviously a bustling city, but when he approached, Feng Bingwen felt the breath that was no more than a living person.
Inferior, even worse than the Yin Spirit Death Qi!
Zombies!
There were no soldiers at the city gate, only two statue-like black-armored zombies. The strong death aura and the cold, dead eyes under the armor all showed how ferocious these two zombies were!
It's just that the zombies, who are supposed to be extremely thirsty for the blood of living people, turn a blind eye to the living people passing between them, as if they can't feel it.
But when Feng Bingwen approached the city gate, the two zombies who seemed to be of a high level stared at him with their stiff necks twisted. The originally lively city gate suddenly became a little quiet, and many living people who came in and out also looked at him.
Then he looked at Feng Bingwen.
"My lord, where do you come from?"
A man whose clothes were brighter and more elegant approached Feng Bingwen with a flattering smile.
"But this is your first time coming to Corpse City?"
"Well, not bad!"
Feng Bingwen nodded and responded in a dull tone. He couldn't help but complain in his heart. The name of this broken city is the real underworld, but it fits surprisingly well.
"Sir, since this is your first time here, you must have gotten the news, right?"
The man with a slightly wretched look smiled mysteriously and winked in a way that everyone understood.
"What news?"
Feng Bingwen raised his eyebrows. No one dared to come close to him along the way. When he saw someone talking to him, he was like seeing a ferocious beast. He hid as far away as possible for fear of being unable to escape.
, this is the first one who dares to talk to him.
"Young Master Shen has been appreciated by the Immortal Master of the Holy Sect and has been included in the gate. He will set off for the Holy Sect soon to practice immortal magic!"
Having said this, the man's face suddenly showed a look of envy, as if he wished he could replace him.
"And this Young Master of the Shen family, after entering the mountain gate, will not start as an ordinary handyman disciple. Once he enters the door, he will become an inner disciple, and he can bring some servants with him.
I think you may have also practiced the fragments spread by the Holy Sect. If you can seize this opportunity, enter the Shen family, and gain the appreciation of the Shen family master, you can take this opportunity to worship the Holy Sect together, even though you are a slave.
If your identity can be appreciated by any immortal master, it might skyrocket to the sky!"
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
"Oh, this is the son of the Shen family. He has a bright future. Opportunities like this are easily available to ordinary people. Do you have any channels?"
A smile appeared on Feng Bingwen's face. Isn't this a coincidence? He was still thinking about how to sneak into those demonic sects. Now the clear way was placed in front of him. This was to prevent him from getting in.
There is no need to practice anymore.
However, Holy Sect, these demonic monks really put their face on themselves and don't even look at what they are practicing. They are so embarrassed to call themselves Holy Sect.
"That's natural. I am the right-hand man and confidant of Young Master Shen. I am also honored to follow Young Master to the Holy Sect this time!"
"Oh, I didn't see that, disrespectful!"
Feng Bingwen said casually, without any apology on his face, but the man who was looking forward to it could not help but secretly hate that the few wild cultivators he met before were not like this.
There is a way to enter the Holy Sect, but I can't wait to kneel down and lick his shoes.
"My lord, are you not moved?"
"Of course I'm excited, but the Shen family's status here is not low. Even if they can bring servants, I'm afraid they can't bring a few. If such a good thing can happen to an outsider like me who has no blood relationship, I'm afraid I'll have to bear something terrible.
Bar?"
Feng Bingwen said casually, there is something wrong with this kind of thing at first glance. He only rushed in after his forehead was pinched. This guy almost had the words "bad intentions" written on his face.
"If they are just simple servants, my young master will naturally have no shortage of them. However, there are not many skilled servants like you, sir. If we can recruit someone like you, then we can bring him into the Holy Sect.
It’s also a big help to my young master!”
The man with a wretched temperament gave a reason that sounded like that, at least it seemed to be logical.
"So, what do outsiders like me have to pay?"
"In order to ensure the safety of my young master, I still need to make a ghost blood contract!"
"Oh!"
Feng Bingwen sneered,
"If you want to build such a troublesome thing, forget it, I'm used to being free!"
"This is an opportunity to go to the Holy Sect. Are you not interested, sir?"
This man suddenly became a little anxious. Although the man in front of him was very restrained, judging from his eyesight, the blood of the man in front of him was definitely not bad. He was an excellent qualification. He might even be able to practice.
Blood corpse.
"No, I just happened to pass by here!"
Feng Bingwen said that he was not interested at all,
"Can I enter this city? If I can't enter, I will leave. If I can enter, I will visit for two days and then leave!"
"As you please!"
The man reluctantly moved away, with a dark light flashing in his eyes. Since they were willing to stay, they still had some room for maneuver as long as they were in the city.
“Quite sensible!”
Feng Bingwen glanced at it in surprise, and then walked into the city in a swaggering manner.
He does know what his current strong physique and energetic appearance mean here. Even if he is wearing tattered clothes, no one dares to look down on him, but treats him as a more noble existence.
“The folk customs are really simple and honest!”
After entering the city, Feng Bingwen looked at the ghosts of the walking corpses that could be seen everywhere, and felt the malicious eyes gradually shrinking behind them, and couldn't help but sigh.
As soon as he showed his face, he was targeted. In this aspect, Jiuzhou really couldn't compare with here.
After wandering around for an hour, having almost figured out the location of the so-called Shen family, and seeing various shocking things, Feng Bingwen turned around and walked into an alley.
And as he walked through the dark alley, his figure shrank little by little, his plump and strong body gradually became shriveled, his body became thin, and his shiny black hair gradually became thinner.
Become withered and yellow.
When Feng Bingwen walked out of this alley, he had changed into a different look, no different from the mortals who drove the walking corpse ghosts, looking like a weak soul and lack of vitality.
"Gone!"
"Damn it, where did the people go!"
"try to find!"
When Feng Bingwen blended into the crowd, several seemingly ordinary figures rushed out from the alley he had just walked out of. After discussing anxiously, they dispersed, but
It was obviously impossible to complete what was assigned to them.
At this time, Feng Bingwen once again wandered around the Shen family that had been thoroughly investigated. After easily climbing over the wall and entering the hospital, Feng Bingwen changed his appearance again.
In addition to the fact that the clothes cannot be changed quickly, even the breath changes accordingly, and the souls of the zombies buried deep underground and hidden in the darkness do not react at all.
Therefore, even if he had no practice, relying on the uniqueness of the Wanhua Demon Fetus, Feng Bingwen walked around in this large and somewhat exaggerated mansion, constantly changing various appearances and simulating aura, and found
The courtyard where the young master of the Shen family lives!
"Master!"
Feng Bingwen conveniently found a set of clothes and transformed into a servant serving the young master. Feng Bingwen shouted towards the courtyard, and soon there was a frustrated and panting voice.
"You bastard, didn't I tell you not to disturb me within an hour? Do you want to be trained into a blood corpse by me?"