The little beggar will probably remember Mu Feng's voice throughout his life. Mu Feng was the only person who stood up for him, so as soon as Mu Feng opened his mouth, the little beggar recognized Mu Feng's voice.
He seemed very excited, but his face looked very ugly at this time, with a strange white color appearing on his face, a faint blood color appearing in his eyes, and even black lines appeared on his body.
These are the beauties of the demon. At this time, these mortals have been forced to become believers of the demon!
"They brought us here directly, and then asked us to practice and take that elixir, saying it would make us powerful monks!"
The little beggar's face was full of excitement and enthusiasm. Even among mortals, the little beggar had been bullied. Now he suddenly had an opportunity to become a monk. It was like pie in the sky.
Then he continued to ask: "Benefactor, are you here specifically to see me?"
"No." Mu Feng refused ruthlessly, but after thinking for a moment, he still said, "But I am very happy to see that you are still alive."
"Remember, these pills can't really make you stronger. This method is just consuming your life. Don't continue to practice!"
But the little beggar shook his head and said: "My benefactor, I don't want to give up this opportunity. I can feel that I am very powerful now. As long as I remain so powerful, no one can bully me!"
At this time, he has been eroded by the evil spirit and has become stubborn and irritable, but he still retains a trace of humanity.
Mu Feng didn't know how to stop the little beggar. If he took action, he would definitely be discovered, and maybe even the demon would escape directly.
So he couldn't rescue the little beggar yet.
"Bring me the pills you are taking!" Mu Feng said softly.
The little beggar nodded and took out a blood-red elixir from the space holy vessel beside him. The rich smell of blood rushed straight into his nose, and the elixir seemed to be condensed with blood.
Mu Feng frowned and checked it, feeling horrified because this turned out to be a "blood elixir", which was an elixir refined with blood and other materials.
Such an elixir may require the blood of an adult living person to successfully refine it!
Blood alchemy can stimulate a person's potential, burn life, and quickly improve people's cultivation, but it has great side effects on the body, shortens lifespan, and can also make people lose their minds and turn into monsters.
Moreover, Mu Feng discovered that the blood elixirs taken by mortals here have basically been modified, so that the elixirs can also be effective on mortals.
It is hard to imagine how much blood is needed for these tens of thousands of young mortals to be able to continue taking blood alchemy to practice.
Holding the blood alchemy in his hand, Mu Feng had the urge to destroy everything here, but he finally endured it. Even if he destroyed this small world, the demon would still continue to act.
Therefore, the demon must be completely eradicated in order to completely solve this problem.
Suddenly, Mu Feng remembered something and took it out immediately. It was the fairy stone he got on Penglai Fairy Island!
The fairy stone exuded a soft light, which was incompatible with the atmosphere in the cave space. After the little beggar came into contact with the light of the fairy stone, the blood-colored light in his eyes quickly faded!
Mu Feng felt happy and quickly asked: "How are you?"
"benefactor ?" The little beggar's eyes were a little confused, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, "I seem to have had a strange dream..."
"It's not a dream, it's all real, but now I can't do anything..." Mu Feng said with some reluctance.
The little beggar's eyes slowly showed a trace of fear: "Benefactor, will I die here?"
"No, I will definitely save you. Wait for me for a while, and remember not to take the blood alchemy anymore, and don't continue to practice according to the methods they teach you!" Mu Feng hurriedly warned.
But the little beggar trembled and pointed to the blood pool in front of him: "Benefactor, if I don't practice, they will... beat me to death!"
Mu Feng looked up. He had not seen it before. In front of the blood pool, there were several corpses of young people hanging. Their bodies were covered with scars. They looked like they had been dead for many days. Their bodies had begun to rot, making them even more hideous.
"Is this the person they beat to death?" Mu Feng immediately clenched his fists, and the blood alchemy in his hand was turned into powder.
The little beggar nodded numbly: "Yes, if you don't practice, that will be the end. My benefactor, I don't dare..."
"Okay, I understand, but you have to persist. Even if you are practicing, you can be lazy and pretend, otherwise in the end, even I may not be able to save you!" Mu Feng said helplessly.
If you don't practice, you will die. This is what they knew after coming here.
So on the one hand, they are addicted to the illusion of this powerful power, and on the other hand, it is also because of this bloody shock.
Mu Feng shook his head helplessly: "Okay, I'll leave first. Remember the kindness in your heart. I will come back again. If you know any news, you must tell me."
The little beggar kept nodding, and when Mu Feng was about to leave, he suddenly said: "By the way, my benefactor, I have something to give you!"
As he spoke, he took out a few steamed buns from his arms. Although the surface was dirty, they were well preserved.
"Before, I might not be able to eat a steamed bun for several days in a row, so I think steamed buns are the most delicious thing in the world. Here they give us steamed buns to eat every day. I think one day I can see my benefactor again, so I secretly
I’ll give you the hidden buns..."
The little beggar said carefully. He couldn't see Mu Feng, so he could only whisper into the air in front of him, for fear that Mu Feng would dislike it.
Because he also knew in his heart that the things he regarded as treasures were not worth mentioning in the eyes of others, but this was the most precious thing he could take out.
Mu Feng felt warm in his heart. This probably represented the deepest respect for a mortal, so he stretched out his hand and took only one steamed bun.
"It tastes good, but I can't eat so much. You can eat the rest yourself. Only by strengthening your body can I save you. Do you understand?"
The little beggar suddenly smiled brightly, and even the fear in his heart faded a lot.
"I know, my benefactor!"
Mu Feng turned around and left, ate the steamed bun in his hand in a few bites, and quietly came to the blood pool. After walking in, he saw two monks sitting in the corner next to the blood pool.
The two monks' eyes were scarlet, and they exuded waves of evil aura. They looked like monsters, staring straight at the young man in front of them.
On the left side of the blood pool, there is another passage. Mu Feng walked along the passage to the end. It was also a huge space in the mountain, where a large number of living people were imprisoned! The little beggar may remember Mu Feng’s voice throughout his life.
Feng was the only one who stood up for him, so as soon as Mu Feng opened his mouth, the little beggar recognized Mu Feng's voice.
He seemed very excited, but his face looked very ugly at this time, with a strange white color appearing on his face, a faint blood color appearing in his eyes, and even black lines appeared on his body.
These are the beauties of the demon. At this time, these mortals have been forced to become believers of the demon!
"They brought us here directly, and then asked us to practice and take that elixir, saying it would make us powerful monks!"
The little beggar's face was full of excitement and enthusiasm. Even among mortals, the little beggar had been bullied. Now he suddenly had an opportunity to become a monk. It was like pie in the sky.
Then he continued to ask: "Benefactor, are you here specifically to see me?"
"No." Mu Feng refused ruthlessly, but after thinking for a moment, he still said, "But I am very happy to see that you are still alive."
"Remember, these pills can't really make you stronger. This method is just consuming your life. Don't continue to practice!"
But the little beggar shook his head and said: "My benefactor, I don't want to give up this opportunity. I can feel that I am very powerful now. As long as I remain so powerful, no one can bully me!"
At this time, he has been eroded by the evil spirit and has become stubborn and irritable, but he still retains a trace of humanity.
Mu Feng didn't know how to stop the little beggar. If he took action, he would definitely be discovered, and maybe even the demon would escape directly.
So he couldn't rescue the little beggar yet.
"Bring me the pills you are taking!" Mu Feng said softly.
The little beggar nodded and took out a blood-red elixir from the space holy vessel beside him. The rich smell of blood rushed straight into his nose, and the elixir seemed to be condensed with blood.
Mu Feng frowned and checked it, feeling horrified because this turned out to be a "blood elixir", which was an elixir refined with blood and other materials.
Such an elixir may require the blood of an adult living person to successfully refine it!
Blood alchemy can stimulate a person's potential, burn life, and quickly improve people's cultivation, but it has great side effects on the body, shortens lifespan, and can also make people lose their minds and turn into monsters.
Moreover, Mu Feng discovered that the blood elixirs taken by mortals here have basically been modified, so that the elixirs can also be effective on mortals.
It is hard to imagine how much blood is needed for these tens of thousands of young mortals to be able to continue taking blood alchemy to practice.
Holding the blood alchemy in his hand, Mu Feng had the urge to destroy everything here, but he finally endured it. Even if he destroyed this small world, the demon would still continue to act.
Therefore, the demon must be completely eradicated in order to completely solve this problem.
Suddenly, Mu Feng remembered something and took it out immediately. It was the fairy stone he got on Penglai Fairy Island!
The fairy stone exuded a soft light, which was incompatible with the atmosphere in the cave space. After the little beggar came into contact with the light of the fairy stone, the blood-colored light in his eyes quickly faded!
Mu Feng felt happy and quickly asked: "How are you?"
"benefactor ?" The little beggar's eyes were a little confused, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, "I seem to have had a strange dream..."
"It's not a dream, it's all real, but now I can't do anything..." Mu Feng said with some reluctance.
The little beggar's eyes slowly showed a trace of fear: "Benefactor, will I die here?"
"No, I will definitely save you. Wait for me for a while, and remember not to take the blood alchemy anymore, and don't continue to practice according to the methods they teach you!" Mu Feng hurriedly warned.
But the little beggar trembled and pointed to the blood pool in front of him: "Benefactor, if I don't practice, they will... beat me to death!"
Mu Feng looked up. He had not seen it before. In front of the blood pool, there were several corpses of young people hanging. Their bodies were covered with scars. They looked like they had been dead for many days. Their bodies had begun to rot, making them even more hideous.
"Is this the person they beat to death?" Mu Feng immediately clenched his fists, and the blood alchemy in his hand was turned into powder.
The little beggar nodded numbly: "Yes, if you don't practice, that will be the end. My benefactor, I don't dare..."
"Okay, I understand, but you have to persist. Even if you are practicing, you can be lazy and pretend, otherwise in the end, even I may not be able to save you!" Mu Feng said helplessly.
If you don't practice, you will die. This is what they knew after coming here.
So on the one hand, they are addicted to the illusion of this powerful power, and on the other hand, it is also because of this bloody shock.
Mu Feng shook his head helplessly: "Okay, I'll leave first. Remember the kindness in your heart. I will come back again. If you know any news, you must tell me."
The little beggar kept nodding, and when Mu Feng was about to leave, he suddenly said: "By the way, my benefactor, I have something to give you!"
As he spoke, he took out a few steamed buns from his arms. Although the surface was dirty, they were well preserved.
"Before, I might not be able to eat a steamed bun for several days in a row, so I think steamed buns are the most delicious thing in the world. Here they give us steamed buns to eat every day. I think one day I can see my benefactor again, so I secretly
I’ll give you the hidden buns..."
The little beggar said carefully. He couldn't see Mu Feng, so he could only whisper into the air in front of him, for fear that Mu Feng would dislike it.
Because he also knew in his heart that the things he regarded as treasures were not worth mentioning in the eyes of others, but this was the most precious thing he could take out.
Mu Feng felt warm in his heart. This probably represented the deepest respect for a mortal, so he stretched out his hand and took only one steamed bun.
"It tastes good, but I can't eat so much. You can eat the rest yourself. Only by strengthening your body can I save you. Do you understand?"
The little beggar suddenly smiled brightly, and even the fear in his heart faded a lot.
"I know, my benefactor!"
Mu Feng turned around and left, ate the steamed bun in his hand in a few bites, and quietly came to the blood pool. After walking in, he saw two monks sitting in the corner next to the blood pool.
The two monks' eyes were scarlet, and they exuded waves of evil aura. They looked like monsters, staring straight at the young man in front of them.
On the left side of the blood pool, there was another passage. Mu Feng walked along the passage to the end. It was also a huge space in the mountain, where a large number of living people were imprisoned!