The screams of the mountain god on the other side of the enchanted wall have completely disappeared, the crackling~~ flashing air gradually calmed down, the light on the wall gradually dimmed, and everything returned to normal.
After Chen Zhi vomited blood, his body went limp and he knelt on the ground with one leg. He barely supported the wall with one hand and looked back at Ji Ying, who was lying on the ground with bloody flesh. Suddenly his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
"Oh my god~~~~, Big Orange, don't scare me! One person just died, don't catch another one~~~~~~",
Fat Wei ran over with a cry and yelled, picked up Chen Zhi's head and cried loudly, with snot and tears falling down on Chen Zhi's face.
Others also gathered around and kept calling Chen Zhi. Chen Zhi looked very scary at this time. His face was ashen, his chest was full of blood, his heartbeat was rapid, his breathing was rapid and unsteady, and he might go into shock at any time.
Chen Zhi kept his eyes slightly closed. He could see everything in front of him, and he could hear everyone's voices, but he couldn't speak.
At this time, Xuan Lin pushed aside the crowd and walked to Chen Zhi, whispering in Chen Zhi's ear,
"Don't worry, Patriarch Chen, I have a way to rescue Miss Ji Ying, and I can make a complete recovery for all those in your team who have injured their muscles and bones. You have forgotten that there is a precious medicinal material in our Immortal Valley - Life-Sustaining Ganoderma lucidum
Chen Zhi's tense nerves finally relaxed. At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly and his breathing began to calm down.
"Damn it! It seems that everything is fine~~~, this is so scary..." Fat Wei wiped the snot from his face and wiped it all on Chen Zhi's clothes.
Things became much simpler after that. The villagers who finally escaped the danger had mixed feelings, especially the women and children cried. A group of people briefly dealt with the temple in the chaos, and the people who were possessed by the spell cast by Chen Zhi
The cursed wall was now as hard as iron stone, but everyone still carefully closed all the doors of the temple and sealed them with iron locks.
The seriously injured Tang family members supported each other and walked out of the temple together, while Chen Zhi was carried by Fat Wei and followed the team outside.
The sky outside was pitch black, and there were still mutated human corpses on the ground. There was blood everywhere and it was unsightly, but without light, everyone couldn't do anything, and they couldn't even find their own home.
At this time, they saw Xuan Lin leading several tribesmen to the main entrance of the temple, where there was a altar more than ten meters high.
At this time, Xuan Lin arranged his gown slightly and found some water to wash his hands and face. The villagers took out several tambourines and an extremely delicate pure gold mask from under the altar, and Xuan Lin put the mask on his face.
, holding on to the escalator and walking up to the altar.
Several villagers began to play tambourines under the altar. The sound of the drums was yin and yang, which contained the ancient nomadic accent.
In the darkness and cold wind, Xuan Lin stood on the altar and danced gracefully. All the villagers were half-kneeling. The scene was extremely solemn.
Chen Zhiwei closed his eyes and leaned on Fat Wei's shoulder. Although he was very weak at this time, the scene he saw in front of him was something he would never forget.
It was an extremely beautiful dance. Xuan Lin's body danced like a butterfly in the cold wind. Every movement was slow and mysterious, and every step seemed to be chanting an ancient mantra. His limbs were completely
Able to express all languages, he is as graceful as a swimming dragon or a startled giant. As he dances, faint and beautiful sounds begin to appear in the wind throughout the Fairy Valley, like fairies singing.
The dark sky began to gradually light up, and the blue sky reappeared in front of everyone. A dazzling ray of sunlight shone down from above, and the whole village returned to its former glory.
Chen Zhi fell asleep on Fat Wei's shoulder. The last thing he saw was that the life-extending Ganoderma lucidum plants in the wheat fields in the distance began to glow again, and the leaves and fruits once again appeared full of vitality.
of emanating from these wonderful plants.
Chen Zhi once used the Rejuvenation and Reincarnation Spell to restore the original appearance of these Tai Sui flowers, but that was just a short-lived illusion. Only then did everyone see that when the Tai Sui flowers really bloom, they turned out to be so wonderful, and the whole village was fragrant.
Overflowing with crystal white snow all over the place, towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, and exquisite small houses, like gems embedded in the beautiful town, this otherworldly snow village is so beautiful.
“What a beautiful place…”,
This was the last sentence that Chen Zhi thought of, and then he fell into a slumber.
In his sleep, Chen Zhi felt weak and weak all over, as if he was wandering in the sky, and finally he landed lightly on a prairie.
The green grass stretched as far as the eye could see. In the depths of the grassland, a beautiful goddess, riding on a snow-white horse, slowly walked towards him.
The goddess wore a gorgeous flag uniform, a Jurchen crown on her head, and a big shining red pearl on her forehead. She was graceful and luxurious. Her complexion was white, and the smile on her face was kind and gentle.
"Thank you! Descendants of the Jiang family, please accept my most sincere respect. You saved my child and saved our Purjijitai family from annihilation. We in the Changbai Mountains will always be grateful for your kindness.
In order to repay your life-saving grace, the descendants of Purjijitai are willing to divine the past and future for you, and predict dangers for you. At the right time, my descendants will return to the throne of God to help you maintain the knot of your ancestors.
In this world, our family has very little strength, and we are willing to look after you.
Chen Zhi had no strength at all at this time. He was in a trance in his dream and asked weakly,
"We are going to the underworld soon. We must find a fire spirit stone. Please tell me, what will be our result?"
After hearing Chen Zhi's words, the goddess's eyes sparkled, and the gemstone on her head swayed by her ears. She closed her eyes and began to recite ancient Jurchen mantras silently in her mouth.
The wind and clouds changed accordingly, and the goddess's voice blended into the wind.
The Lord of Yingdu City, Emperor Fengdu, is an ancient god and the elder among the gods. He is in charge of all the ghost people in Yingdu City and is independent from heaven and earth. His gate to the underworld is at
In our Changbai Mountain, our Changbai Mountain God lineage has a humble status and has never seen the true face of Pluto with our own eyes.
But I know that Yingdu City is a land of ghosts and demons, and no living person can enter or exit it. Even gods dare not enter Yingdu City without permission. All humans will be transformed into ghosts after entering Yingdu City, even if they escape
When he came out, he was still a ghost in human form and could never be a human again.
"Just like a foolish monk..." Chen Zhi thought silently in his heart, and then heard the goddess continue.
But for thousands of years, there was an exception. Those few humans entered Yingdu City but came out intact.