The old man stood in front of the well and kept talking, without any emotion in his voice.
But those words were full of temptation, and his face was full of enthusiasm, like an elder who was guiding people to do good.
"Make a decision. No one will know. It's not your fault. It's human nature. You just made the right choice. No one blames you. What you expect most is right in front of you. You just need to
A decision."
He continued to speak, his eyes became a little more eager, and his voice became softer, different from before.
Listening to these words, Yuan Ming kept looking at the baby in the well.
Look at the bucket that is constantly being penetrated by cold water.
There was also a weakened cry.
But in his mind, all he could think of were the dozens of treasures on the ground, which he could grab as long as he stretched out his hand.
"Yes, people are dying every day. Even if I save them, what can I change? And if I become stronger, I can save more people in the future. Even if I don't save them now, I will save more people in the future.
.”
"As long as I have those things, my strength can be greatly improved. I don't have to worry about this aspect for the time being. I can save more time to practice. I can reach the realm of pill formation and have more powerful power. If it were someone else,
, will you also choose this way?"
"Yes, everyone knows what to do and how to make choices."
Yuan Ming's mind was filled with an idea that was completely different from before.
I think the old man next to me is right. This is human nature. Mortals die every day.
The Confucian righteousness cultivated in the body also began to become thinner.
At this moment, he was persuaded by those words, and his shaken heart gradually stabilized, but he still didn't speak and just stood there.
It is a good deal to exchange the life of a baby for what you dream of and for the possibility of cultivating the alchemy realm in the future. Yuan Ming believes that any monk knows how to do it.
But why are I still hesitating?
"Has a decision been made?"
The old man spoke again, but there was still no change in his words: "Just pick up your things, turn around and leave. Don't hesitate anymore. Think about yourself. You have practiced for so many years and finally reached the foundation building realm, but today those sects
Disciple, I still don’t care about casual cultivators like you. The fundamental reason is that you are not strong enough. As long as you become stronger, none of these things will happen to you in the future."
"And you are only one decision, one thought, and one step away from these."
"Is it okay to just take it away?"
Finally, Yuan Ming spoke, his tone trembling.
He really didn't want to watch the mortal baby in front of him die like this, but if he could avoid it,
In this case, it should have nothing to do with him at all, right? After all, he didn't do anything, he just walked away.
"good."
The old man nodded and waved. All the magic weapons and flying sword elixirs on the ground were suspended in mid-air and put into a storage bag. Then he placed them in front of Yuan Ming and said in an approachable voice: "Take it."
, just leave and just pretend you never came."
When Yuan Ming heard this, his hands couldn't help trembling and he remained silent, but in the end he took the storage bag.
Then, he lowered his head and walked away from the well step by step.
The surrounding black fog suddenly surged in.
Yuan Ming could no longer see the old man, nor could he see the well. There was only the cry of the baby in his ears, which disappeared completely soon after.
"Dead?" Yuan Ming's heart trembled. He immediately picked up the storage bag and swept it with his soul. Everything was inside. He wanted flying swords, magic weapons, and elixirs. He lay quietly.
It can be taken out with a slight thought.
Seeing this, for some reason he took a deep breath, then carefully put it away, but did not continue to move, but stood still.
What Yuan Ming didn't know was that at this moment, an extremely strong black aura emerged from his body.
It was a shadow, exactly the same as the figure, which floated into the distance after leaving the body.
On the other side, the old man stood by the well, his eyes still empty.
In the well, the baby was dead and sank to the bottom of the well, never to survive again. A black aura rose from it. After he saw it, he immediately opened his mouth and inhaled.
At the same time, where Yuan Ming left, there was also a stream of black aura, one large and one small, which he swallowed into his belly.
Phew~
The next moment, the aura around the old man became stronger than before.
"As expected of a scholar who has cultivated Confucian righteousness. This power is much stronger than those sect disciples. It's a pity that my current strength is less than 30%. I need to be careful when dealing with one. But after this time, I should be able to change to a stronger target.
Already."
Feeling that power, the old man had an extremely comfortable expression on his face, as if he was full and satisfied.
"Congratulations, sir, your strength has increased again."
At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the black mist.
The middle-aged man is tall and wearing a white robe. His strength is perfect in foundation building, but he faintly reveals an aura that is completely different from that of ordinary monks.
After he appeared, he bowed slightly to the old man and said with respect: "Sir, what about the other people?"
"Today's movement will definitely attract their attention, and they will continue to stay here."
The old man thought for a moment, and then spoke again: "Among this group of people, there is a person who has reached the state of knowledge and practice in Confucianism and Taoism. I can feel that the power contained in his body is very powerful. If it can arouse the deepest feelings in his heart,
Greed, then my strength can be restored to 50%."
"Go directly to the person who knows the situation?"
The middle-aged man frowned and couldn't help but said: "There are more or less Confucian righteousness among this group of people, and there is also a person who knows the holy realm among them. Sir, we can do it step by step. With your methods, they will not be able to escape.
"
The middle-aged man is very clear about the source of the old man's power. By arousing people's evil thoughts, he can make himself stronger without practicing at all.
The higher the cultivation level, the more power will be gained. However, if you become a Confucian scholar, the effect will be even better. A Confucian scholar who has entered the realm can supplement the power.
Even more than a person in the Dan Formation realm.
The reason is very simple. Confucianism cultivates the way of a gentleman and cultivates the heart. Such people have pure thoughts.
If such Confucian scholars can be made to have evil thoughts, the power will in turn increase.
But doing so is also dangerous.
Because the methods of Confucian scholars are extremely restrained towards old people, it is not easy to seduce them at all.
Therefore, middle-aged people think that they can do it step by step and there is no need to directly deal with those who know the state of practice.
"Of course I understand what you said."
The old man spoke, and his tone began to change: "But that Confucian scholar is different from the ones I met before. The Confucian righteousness in his body is very special. Although he is only in the state of knowledge and action, if he really succeeds, he may be comparable to the state of a gentleman.
Scholar."
"And we don't have much time. We can't delay it any longer. The plan will start soon. I must recover my strength in a short time. Then the next thing will be easier. How are you prepared?
?”
He has his own considerations, knowing that this may not be a good thing, but it doesn't matter. He is just a scholar who knows what he does. It's not like he has never met him before. In his heyday, even Zhengru dared to attack. He just knew what he did. Besides, the old man observed
For a long time, I have practiced Taoism and Confucianism, which means I have more weaknesses. If I am just a simple scholar, I may have a little more trouble.
But if you still practice immortality, you must have a stronger obsession with strength, cultivation, etc.
The old man was very confident about this, so he directly asked about the progress of this plan.
"Reporting to your lord, all the powerful men of the Holy Religion are already in place. I believe it won't take too long."
The middle-aged man bowed back and said with a smile: "Although Taihao Sword Sect has responded, it has no impact on our plan. Everything is under control."
"good."
The old man nodded when he heard the words, and there was excitement in his eyes: "After planning for so long, I finally got something. Remember, you must not make mistakes. This plan is about reviving the Demon Lord. It is of great significance. Just wait for the three
If the demon lord is completely revived, then no force in the world can stop us. By then, your holy religion will be the most important."
"It's my lord."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man was overjoyed.
What he cares about is not meritorious service or not, what matters is being able to resurrect the demon lord.
As long as the Demon Lord recovers, it will prove that everything the Tiansheng Sect has done is correct.
With his thoughts reaching this point, the middle-aged man's smile grew stronger, but he soon thought of another thing and couldn't help but say: "Unfortunately, the last method of the Confucian saint was so unexpected that he prevented the strongest demon lord from resurrecting.
, let our many years of hard work go to waste, otherwise we wouldn’t have to go to such trouble to make a next step plan.”
"After all, he is a Confucian saint and cannot be overcome by common sense, but don't worry, we still have a chance."
Hearing this, the old man's expression also changed. He shook his head and did not say much on this topic. Instead, he said: "Okay, I don't need your help here for the time being. You can go and implement the last step of the plan."
.”
After finishing speaking, the old man waved his hand, and an inexplicable power emerged from his body.
Behind him, the black mist oscillated, continued to gather, and combined, it could be seen that it had turned into three altars. The old man stood under the altar and said at the same time: "In the name of the earth demon, I ask the devil to show you grace.
Grant it to our most devout believers."
The old man's voice was very small, as if coming from a very ancient place, and slowly fell into the middle-aged man's ears.
And the next moment, the middle-aged man only felt an inexplicable force emerging from his body. His cultivation level, which was originally perfect in foundation building, was also rising steadily at this moment. With just one breath, his strength reached the perfect level of Dan formation.
, directly promoted to a big level.
"Thank you, sir."
Seeing this, the latter immediately bowed and expressed his gratitude.
"Go ahead and refine the Demon Lord's grace, and you can also hope for a golden elixir." The old man said, not caring about this.
The middle-aged man lowered his head, backed away slowly, and soon disappeared.
The old man turned his head and looked in a certain direction, seeming to penetrate the black mist and fall on a certain person. Then, a smile appeared on his face and murmured to himself: "No need to worry, wait for me to refine it."
This power will be yours tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the darkness, and his breath completely disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
Immediately afterwards, the black fog shrouding this area gradually became thinner and began to dissipate.
As time goes by, it disappears.
at the same time.
Song Zhishu on the other side was still thinking of ways to break through the black fog in front of him. He even used Haoran Zhengqi, but the effect was not great.
"What kind of existence is this monster? Isn't Haoran's righteousness useless?" Song Zhishu stopped, thinking that even if he encountered a monster, he would have a way to deal with it even if he was defeated by his own means.
But how long has it been now? I still can't do anything about the black mist.
He even had some doubts. Are the demons existing in Luojiazhuang really just evil demons?
Huhu~
While Song Zhishu was deep in thought, a breeze appeared around him again, and all the black fog was blown away at this time.
He couldn't help but raise his head and found that everything that had just been covered slowly came into view. Not long after, when the black fog cleared, Song Zhishu found that he was less than three meters away from the bonfire, and there were familiar lines next to him.
A figure appears.
It was Lin Cheng, Wang Chong and others. Everyone looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. They found that they could not escape from the black fog and the people who could not be found were farthest away from where they were.
It's less than ten meters.
"What just happened? Are you all okay?"
"I don't know, what is the black mist?"
"Are we trapped in a formation?"
Everyone spoke, but did not dare to move, fearing that the same situation would happen again.
Li Xiansong suspected that this was a formation, and at the same time he was still frightened by what had just happened.
It was clear that everyone was around him, but no matter what he did, there was no response. Even the monks would feel fear.
As a formation master, the first thing he naturally thinks of is formations.
Only formations can reverse the earth's veins, cover up the soul, and make people trapped in a certain area and unable to get out, so Li Xiansong thought it was formations, but when he thought about it carefully, he had an indescribable feeling.
"Mr. Song?"
Chen Jingyun, who was not far away, also spoke: "What's going on? Will the black fog still appear?"
He frowned, but stood still and did not dare to move around, because everyone was lost in the black mist just because they took a step. Not only could they not find their direction, they could not even feel the passage of time.
Chen Jingyun knew that it was the devil who had done this, but even after stimulating Confucian righteousness, it had no effect at all.
So at this moment, I had no choice but to turn to Song Zhishu for help to see if he had discovered anything.
However, Song Zhishu did not answer immediately. From the expressions of everyone, he could see that everyone suffered the same situation as him, being shrouded in the black mist and losing most of their sensory abilities. But what happened during this period?
However, Song Zhishu knew that now was not the time to think about this. The key was to see whether the crisis had been resolved.
After thinking for a moment, he circulated Haoran Zhengqi, mobilized the magic power in his body, and began to move his body.
Everyone held their breath and became alert.
Soon, as Song Zhishu moved around, the black mist did not appear again, everything was extremely normal, and he could also feel that Haoran Zhengqi no longer issued a warning and was dormant in his body. It seemed that he was being careless.
"It should be fine, but don't take it lightly. You move around one by one."
Song Zhishu spoke and nodded slightly towards Chen Jingyun.
The latter understood what it meant and immediately started walking without any change.
Immediately, Lin Cheng, Wang Chong and others did the same, but everything was still as it was before, and the surroundings were still silent and unchanged.
"Is everything okay?"
Chen Jingyun still looked wary, and then motioned for everyone to come closer.
Everyone checked each other, no one was missing, and no one was injured.
At the same time, everyone began to recount their experiences after the black mist hit. They were all similar to Song Zhishu. After seeing the black mist, everyone was trying to find a way to get rid of it, but in the end it still had no effect. Until the end, they waited for the black mist itself.
disappear.
And everyone calculated the time again and found that two hours had actually passed from the time the black fog came out to the time it subsided.
It's almost dawn today.
"What happened just now?"
After everyone sat down, Lin Cheng couldn't help it anymore. After many years of practice, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.
Although the others no longer felt any danger, they all looked around cautiously, fearing that the black mist would appear again.
"It's definitely the devil's method, but the black mist doesn't look like a formation." Li Xian let go, his eyes full of doubts.
"Since he is a demon, he cannot be judged by common sense."
Wang Chong said that the black mist he felt was indeed strange, but within a few meters distance, it could actually cut off contact.
Gu Siqing, Shen Xing, Lou Zhong and Sha Wenxuan also spoke, and they all had lingering fears. They knew clearly that it was the demon who had done it, but now they didn't even see the enemy. They had never dared to imagine such a situation before.
"Mr. Chen, you know more about demons, please tell me your opinion." Song Zhishu knew that he would not be able to get any information from these people, so he asked more experienced people. He suspected that the person who had taken action was not ordinary.
Monster, otherwise how could it be possible to achieve such an extent? Until now, no one knows what exactly happened.
"I don't know why, demons have weird methods, even evil demons do the same. Each one is different."
Chen Jingyun thought for a moment and continued: "It is indeed impossible for the general evil demon's ability to prevent all of us from discovering it at all, and my question is, since the demon took action, why did nothing happen in the end?
"
Everyone was shrouded in black mist. If they did it, they would definitely be caught by surprise. But the problem is that no one was injured. It was like the demon only wanted to trap the people present and did not intend to hurt them. This was very strange.
Another point is that they still haven't figured out how the people in Luojiazhuang disappeared. It's all a mystery.
"Perhaps the demon has other intentions."
Song Zhishu spoke up, looking at the sun that was about to rise in the distance, and continued: "My suggestion is that since the monster has been discovered, we stay in Luojiazhuang for another day to see if we will encounter the same thing tonight.
Condition."
It has been confirmed that there is a demon here, so the next thing to do is to find it out.
As for whether there are demons in other locations, this is no longer within the scope of consideration.
Because the situation in Luojiazhuang has not been resolved, even if it is available elsewhere, we cannot go there.
The most important thing is.
The most important purpose of everyone's trip is to find out the mysterious disappearance of villagers in several villages.
"I agree with what Mr. Song said." Chen Jingyun spoke up, acknowledging what Zhishu Song said. Although the previous encounters were indeed strange, we have come here and cannot return empty-handed. What if there is something new discovered tonight?
"this"
Gu Siqing and Shen Xing fell silent.
Although they were not injured and did not encounter any danger, the feeling of powerlessness shrouded in the black mist still made several people feel uncomfortable. If it was a monster, at least they knew what they were facing. But now I don’t even know who is taking action.
In this case, what if the demon takes action? Is there any way to resist it?
Song Zhishu looked at the hesitant expressions of several people and said nothing.
It is human nature to feel fear in the face of unknown existences, and there is nothing to blame, because even I am worried that something will happen one night later.
"Several fellow Taoists, I thought of a way. Let's tie our bodies with ropes in advance. In this way, even if the black fog comes again tonight, we can still find each other along the ropes. As long as we can get together, we can How about we think of a way to break through it and find the demon who took action?"
Chen Jingyun said the method of dealing with the black mist is very old, but very useful.
And his meaning is very simple, that is, after the black mist appears, everyone gathers together and then thinks of a solution.
A situation like the one before happened too suddenly, and it was the first time I faced it. Now that I have some experience, I won't be passive when dealing with it.
"I agree with what Mr. Chen said."
Song Zhishu nodded, thinking that the method was good, but this alone was not enough, so he took out the jade that had been engraved on it from the storage bag, and then said: "This is the jade I prepared. It contains the power of pure Yang. If the demon appears, If so, it should have some effect."
He also used this jade last night, and it did dispel some of the black fog, but it didn't last long.
Song Zhishu was sure that if the demon appeared, it would definitely be useful.
It was brought out just to give a few people more confidence.
Otherwise, if we continue to be so scared, even if we reluctantly stay, we will definitely gain nothing tonight.
"This, Fellow Daoist Song is not good," Lin Cheng said. He could tell at a glance that it was a middle-grade spiritual gem, with a price of at least two thousand spiritual stones. With nine people present, that was close to ten thousand spiritual stones. I'm really embarrassed to accept it like this.
The three of them are more familiar with Song Zhishu, so they came to this task automatically, and of course they will not leave.
Therefore, they all thought that if they could not accept the precious jade, they would still not accept it.
Gu Siqing, Shen Xing and others also nodded. They were willing to stay, but they were just a little worried.
Now that Song Zhishu took out the precious jade, several people were a little embarrassed and felt that they could not accept it directly.
The reason is simple. Now they are carrying out the task of Wanshi Pavilion. They were attracted by the generous rewards before. In fact, with the abilities of Chen Jingyun and Song Zhishu, it is not difficult to find stronger people.
But the two of them still chose themselves. If it had been any other time, they would never have had this opportunity.
Now that there is a premonition of crisis, should we back down? Once we do this, who will be willing to form a team with several people in the future?
Therefore, when Chen Jingyun spoke, the four of them had already made a decision. Now Song Zhishu took out Baoyu again. They knew the reason and knew that this thing could better deal with the crisis, but it was not easy to accept it directly.
After all, this kind of thing is actually quite valuable to a few people.
Usually they are not even willing to buy magic weapons.
What about gems?
Song Zhishu naturally knew what everyone was thinking. He smiled slightly and spoke gently: "The jade is only temporarily loaned to you. If you use it tonight, you can give it to me at the price of the raw materials."
Facing the unknown monster, he was not sure whether he could defeat it. One more person would give him more confidence.
This is not a free gift, it is also so that I can survive the crisis and complete the mission.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Song."
Several people looked at each other and thought it was acceptable, so they immediately put the jade away.
Although Chen Jingyun is a Confucian scholar, he finally thought it would be nice to have this thing, so he nodded.
Seeing that everyone had accepted except Yuan Ming, Song Zhishu turned his head and said: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, do you have any concerns?"
"Ah, no, just listen to Mr. Song."
Yuan Ming calmed down, took the jade and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing this, Song Zhishu felt a little strange. After the black fog subsided, he felt that something was wrong with the other party. His mind was not on him at all, and he had not spoken much. However, the other party did not speak, so he could not ask more questions.
But his intuition told Song Zhishu that Yuan Ming must have something on his mind, and perhaps he was in a different situation than everyone else.
So tonight, you must pay close attention.
"Okay, that's the plan. We'll stay in Zhuangzi for one more night." Seeing that everyone had no objections, Chen Jingyun immediately spoke and confirmed what he was going to do tonight.
At the same time, he found a rope and poured mana into it to make it stronger.
He had a hunch that if he could solve the unknown demon.
Then this time the mission can be completed.
After all, the person who can use such methods is definitely the culprit of several villages disappearing overnight.
Immediately, the group of ten people stopped talking and meditated to rest and recover their mana.
I don’t know what the situation will be tonight. Maybe I won’t find anything as before, or I may have to go through a fierce battle. In short, everyone must ensure that their condition is perfect and focus all their attention.
Time passes bit by bit, and for monks who live in seclusion all year round, a month or even a year passes by in the blink of an eye.
But today's day seems to be longer than ever.
Everyone is doing their own thing according to plan.
The busiest among them was Li Xiansong, who suggested setting up a formation around everyone.
Although they knew that doing so would not make much sense, everyone held the idea that something was better than nothing, and finally agreed.
And during this period.
In addition to meditating, Song Zhishu was paying attention to Yuan Ming's state. Although he also sat cross-legged to meditate after finishing his work, he opened his eyes from time to time and was absent-minded. At one point, he even took out a storage bag, as if he was checking something.
Something is definitely wrong
In this regard, Song Zhishu has already made a rough judgment.
Yuan Ming definitely has a secret, and it happened just last night. It may have something to do with demons, but the specifics are not clear.
He also used Haoran Zhengqi to sense it, and found that there was no weird aura on the other party's body, which was normal.
Of course, this may just be one of the devil's tactics.
Shaking his head, Song Zhishu stopped thinking about it.
Quietly wait for time to pass.
Soon, night fell, and Luojiazhuang was still the same courtyard as before, but the moonlight in the sky had been completely obscured, and waves of cool wind kept blowing. It was destined that this night would not be peaceful.
"The black mist hit yesterday probably around the time of Chou. It's still half an hour from now. Please pay attention."
Chen Jingyun tied the rope around everyone's waist, and at the same time attached Confucian righteousness to it. Now they were facing demons, and the best thing to use against the demons was the power of Confucianism.
Naturally, Song Zhishu would not be idle. He sacrificed the Saint Sword Embryo and blessed it with all the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body.
The purpose is to be able to predict the coming crisis as soon as possible.
thereafter.
Everyone said nothing and kept looking around. There was magic power flowing around them. At the same time, they were holding the jade given by Song Zhishu in their hands. They had focused all their attention, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
But Luojiazhuang was still very quiet, with only the beating of the bonfire and the sound of the wind blowing.
Soon, the ugly time came, and nothing changed.
"Then the monster won't come tonight, right?" Lin Cheng couldn't help but speak when he saw that the time had passed.
Phew~
But as soon as he finished speaking, the same wind as last night came again.
Zhengzhengzheng~
The saint's sword body was also shaking continuously at this moment, making a violent sword cry.
"Coming."
Song Zhishu sensed it immediately and spoke directly. The strong magic power in his body also vibrated. At the same time, the jade in his hand also exuded wisps of pure Yang energy at this moment, ready to take action at any time.
Chen Jingyun also launched his flying sword, Confucian righteousness poured into it, and he faced the direction of the wind.
Everyone is well prepared and will attack forcefully if something goes wrong.
"Black mist, it's black mist."
Wang Chong opened his mouth and looked at the black mist that suddenly appeared in front of him.
This time they were prepared, so they all saw that the black mist was coming from the east, covering everything in front of them.
"Everyone stand together." Song Zhishu spoke up, asking everyone to gather together, because he found that Haoran's righteousness was stronger than before. It was obvious that the demon hidden in the dark was being solved, but it was at the moment he spoke.
, the black mist enveloped everyone.
Puff~
The next moment, the ropes tying everyone up broke.
Song Zhishu felt that his soul was being blocked, and the scene in front of him began to change.
Chen Jingyun, Lin Cheng, and Wang Chong all disappeared, and everything else also disappeared, leaving only the black mist in front of them.
"Isn't it still possible?" When Song Zhishu saw this, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately looked for Chen Jingyun in the direction of his memory. However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped because he found that the one he was stepping on was no longer Luojiazhuang.
Road, but grassland.
The black mist seemed not as thick as it was at the beginning, and was a little thinner, and the surrounding scenes dozens of meters away were all visible to the eye.
There is grass at your feet, shrubs next to it, and tall trees in the distance.
At this moment, Zhishu Song was standing on a mountain road.
"The art of teleportation?"
Seeing this, he frowned. Yesterday when he encountered the black fog, he was in Luojiazhuang, but today he changed to a different place. Apparently someone used the teleportation technique to send him to this mountain road.
, obviously far away from Luojiazhuang.
Song Zhishu remembered that there was also a leafy hill hundreds of meters behind Luojiazhuang.
But I'm not sure if it's the same building.
"Did Yuan Ming also encounter this situation last night?"
Song Zhishu said to himself that he had observed everyone during the day, and only Yuan Ming was not right. It was obviously completely different from his own experience, but he was not sure what happened, and could only guess that it might be the same as now.
And whether Chen Jingyun and others were also moved out of Luojiazhuang.
He didn't know this clearly.
As for leaving, Song Zhishu had never thought about it. He had tried it many times last night. Although the place was different now, it should be similar. He would definitely not be able to leave. Even if he left, he would eventually return to the same place.
What to do next? Can we just wait?
Be calm.
Song Zhishu told himself that now is not the time to think about those things, the most important thing is to understand the current situation.
He immediately raised his head and looked around. The black fog was still there, but he was not blind. He could see the scene dozens of meters away. Not far away, there was also a mountain road. Because the terrain was low, Song Zhishu could see clearly.
The whole picture can't be seen further away, and the same is true for the soul's sweep. It is obviously blocked intentionally by the black mist.
"Since the demon that took action allowed me to see further, it must have some intention, but what is it going to do?"
"If this is the mountain behind Luojiazhuang, is there any difference here?"
Song Zhishu kept analyzing the current situation.
Because he has determined in his heart that since the demon sent him out of Luojiazhuang, there is a high probability that it will appear, but what is the purpose?
And just as he was thinking, the corner of his eye swept across another mountain road below. On that mountain road, three figures suddenly appeared, walking towards the mountain.
"Is there anyone?"
Song Zhishu was stunned for a moment, but he did not choose to approach. Instead, he stood there and released his soul, trying to determine whether those people were real.
As his soul continued to scan, he discovered that these three people really existed and were not deliberately created illusions.
"Is he a mortal? How could a mortal appear?"
Song Zhishu was completely confused. He could clearly see that these people were wearing linen clothes of ordinary mortals, with hatchets hanging around their waists. They had relaxed expressions, talking and laughing, and did not have any special aura. They were just ordinary people, judging from their clothing.
Seems to be a nearby woodcutter.
But now it is clearly late at night, how come there are people going up the mountain? Where do these people come from?
Isn't there no one in the nearest place, Luojiazhuang? Also, can't these people see the strange black fog around them?
Questions appeared in Song Zhishu's mind one after another, making him increasingly confused and unable to understand the current situation.
"Roar~"
Suddenly, a roar of a wild beast interrupted Song Zhishu's thoughts.
He immediately raised his head and saw a fierce tiger appearing on the mountain road below. The tiger was thick and looked extremely fierce. It was less than 20 meters away from the three woodcutters.
The fierce and scarlet eyes of the tiger were staring at the three people not far away in front of them, as if they would pounce at any time.
But the three woodcutters, as if they hadn't seen anything, continued to walk forward.
According to this situation, the three of them will soon become the prey of the tiger.
"Save people."
Seeing this, Song Zhishu made a decision in just a moment.
After all, he had carefully observed that the three woodcutters were ordinary mortals. If they encountered a tiger, they would definitely die. Although he didn't know why they appeared, it was no longer the time to hesitate. Now that he had seen them, he naturally couldn't leave them behind.
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"Don't worry, little friend."
But the next moment, an old voice appeared.
Song Zhishu turned his head and found an old man standing next to the tree opposite him. He didn't know when he appeared. He was covered in black robes and had a pair of holey eyes that made people feel chilly.
Seeing this, Song Zhishu was not prepared to pay attention to it, but he felt that the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body was constantly righteous, indicating a crisis.
"demon?"
He looked at the old man in front of him and softly uttered two words.
Judging from the awe-inspiring Sanskrit sounds, the opponent is definitely a demon.
"It doesn't matter whether I am a monster or not."
The old man seemed not surprised that Song Zhishu directly recognized his identity, but he just said to himself: "The important thing is, do you really want to save those mortals?"
"Their fate has been determined. They will be killed in the tiger's mouth in this life. Even if I save my life, the result will be the same tomorrow."
The old man's voice was very calm, but it had a tone that no one could doubt.
It's like what I just said will definitely come true.
He looked at Zhishu Song and smiled.
For the sake of the other party, the old man could be said to have made sufficient preparations, and for this reason he did not hesitate to move Zhishu Song out alone.
It’s about creating the most favorable environment for yourself.
Confucian scholars.
Naturally, if you want to arouse the greed in his heart, it cannot be as simple as before.
Special means must be used.
"If I save them once, they can live one more day. They are destined to die, or die in front of me. It's two different things."
Song Zhishu was unmoved. While looking at the old man, the Saint Sword in his hand shook slightly.
Of course, he didn't want to fight with the other party, but was preparing to rescue the three woodcutters.
Although the person in front of me is in danger, the situation on the mountain trail below is even more urgent.
That's three people's lives.
Although I don’t know what the purpose of the demon in front of me is, no matter what, the three people in front of me must be saved.
"Actually, it would be more beneficial for me not to save these mortals."
The old man spoke again, and at the same time he took out a piece of treasure in his hand, and then said: "This is a set of top-quality ancient artifacts, as well as more precious things, which are what I need most. Of course, I have no other meaning, I just want to
It’s just a matter of letting the little friends follow their destiny. They are destined to die. If you pretend you don’t see it, then these things will all belong to you, little friend.”
"Of course, no third person will know what happened today, not to mention that these three people are just mortals. If they die, they will die and they will have no impact."
When he said this, a smile appeared on his face: "But my friend, you are different. You are a monk and a Confucian scholar. You have unlimited potential in the future. If you have the help of these things, you will achieve higher achievements in the future."
The old man kept talking and tempting, allowing Song Zhishu to make a decision.
Especially during the process of speaking, the old man exuded an inexplicable aura, making his words more convincing.
And in his hands, treasures appeared one after another, including pills, flying swords, talismans, etc.
All kinds of light are surging, and there is a dazzling array of things, everything related to practice.
These treasures add up to more than twenty pieces, and each one is of the highest quality, which will make any monk's heart flutter when he sees it.
More importantly, there is a small tower in it.
There are seven floors in the small tower, and the aura it emits is so thick that it outshines all other treasures.
Wisps of light continued to rise and fall on the small tower, dazzling and dazzling.
After Song Zhishu saw it, he couldn't help but feel slightly moved.
Because it is a Taoist weapon.
It is a Taoist weapon in the true sense. As the name suggests, it is a magic weapon for enlightening the Tao. The value of this kind of thing can no longer be measured by spiritual stones, because Taoist tools, even in immortal sects such as Taihao Sword Sect, only have true disciples.
You only have it, and it's the kind of trump card that you won't take out easily, so you can imagine its preciousness.
The reason why Song Zhishu was so sure was because he had seen Taoist artifacts himself.
Li Qingzhou’s Zhoutian Star Bracelet.
There is also Shen Yuan in the hands of Mu Changge's maid, these are all Taoist artifacts.
Song Zhishu has seen the power of these two Taoist tools. They are very strong and extremely powerful. They are treasures in the true sense. Therefore, Song Zhishu understands the significance of the Taoist tools. With it, even if it cannot exert its full power, it will undoubtedly
It will greatly increase your strength.
And such a treasure is placed in front of you, within reach!