Chapter 209 Stepping through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to be found!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
There was a dull sound in the black mist.
It was as if someone was kowtowing heavily, and it was as if someone was close to the chest and could hear the beating of the heart.
"This group of people..."
Yang Yu was shocked and confused.
This group of people must have a very deep understanding of this ghost villa. Otherwise, facing such a strange place, normal people should wait and watch like him.
Thinking in his mind, he tightened his grip on the bow and knife, and looked carefully, his inner breath wandering through Ni Wan's seven orifices, heightening his five senses, and not letting go of the slightest clue.
When I looked at it, I really noticed something strange.
There were as many as a hundred people sitting on the ground around the wooden platform made of yin wood, except for the dozen or so people who entered after the door opened.
The rest of the people were cold and lifeless. At first glance, they looked like living people, but upon closer inspection, they found that their breath and color were completely different from the others.
"Fang Qidao, died like this?"
Yang Yu murmured in his heart, but didn't believe it.
Judging from the strong desire to survive that Fang Qidao showed along the way, he should not be a person seeking death.
Yes~
Huhuhu...
At this time, a cool breeze blew from nowhere.
With the success of the ribs and muscles and the continuous blood transfusion, although Yang Yu was not immune to the cold and heat, even if he walked in the heavy snow in the middle of winter, he would only feel a slight chill.
But at this time, in the deep valley where summer and autumn passed, he actually felt a chill rushing from his tailbone to Tianling Gai, and he had goosebumps all over his body!
Subconsciously, I want to stay away from here.
However, just by leaning back slightly, Yang Yu's expression changed again. This time, he actually leaned on the entity!
"what?!"
Yang Yu turned around and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Behind him was a closed wooden door, and he followed this door unknowingly.
The gusts of cool wind were like surging black mist, almost covering the door and even spreading towards him.
"I never came in!"
"My five senses were deceived. The door I saw was not a real door... was it the gust of wind?"
"This ghost place is evil!"
He looked towards the courtyard, but at this time, the black fog was so thick that with his eyesight, he could not see anything.
Although he could still use his previous glimpse to review the distribution of the appearance in the yard, but with previous lessons, he could not determine whether what he saw was true or false.
Can't even tell where I am.
Assuming that the wooden door we saw before is fake, then who knows that this house is not fake?
Under the surrounding black mist, is it the bluestone courtyard or the abyss?
"A ghost beating a wall? Or..."
Yang Yu did not dare to act rashly. He glanced at the deep black with his peripheral vision, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, held the knife and bow, and sat down cross-legged.
Maintaining the status quo.
However, when he sat down, he was startled again.
Those people sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, are they all experiencing the same thing as him?
Are you in front of the door?
Or are they all sitting under that high platform like those people before?
I was shocked, but not confused.
Yang Yu felt bright in his heart.
Whether it is Su Jing, Wang Fu, or the old monk Hui'an, it is obvious that they all know a lot about this place.
They waited for a year until the door opened, which means that there must not be such a huge danger when entering through the door. Otherwise, what treasure can be compared with their own lives?
call!
suck!
With his mind turning, Yang Yu calmed down, but his spirit was highly tense. He was always sensing his surroundings, waiting for changes.
This wait is a long time.
In the deep darkness, the silence was terrifying. Even with Yang Yu's superhuman senses, he didn't hear any noise, until...
"Yang, donor Yang?"
An erratic voice came from the side.
Yang Yu condensed his eyes and saw a subtle light. It was not a torch or an oil lamp, but an unknown Buddha statue mixed with gold and red, about the size of a human head.
The Buddha statue is glowing.
Under the dim light, Su Ming's slightly complicated face appeared: "Why did you come in anyway?"
"Su Ming?"
Yang Yu frowned, and following the dim light, he looked to the left and right. It was still pitch black, and he didn't know if anyone was there.
"The one suppressed in this house is an old locust tree in the mountains. According to Buddhist scriptures, this kind of spirit is the most difficult to kill and is extremely terrifying in the mountains..."
Su Ming looked around carefully and said worriedly:
"You don't have the Dharma by your side. If you come in, you might be in danger. You'd better take this Buddha statue and go out first."
"Laohuai? A monster?"
Yang Yu still sat quietly and did not pick up the Buddha statue. Instead, he asked:
"Is your dad okay?"
"Um?"
'Su Ming' was startled, and then he sighed in a complicated way: "If you become a monk, you will have no home. I..."
"roll!"
Before he even finished speaking, Yang Yu's body turned red, and a flash of white sword light opened his mouth, like an evil dragon that chooses people to devour, opening its mouth and swallowing that 'Su Ming' in one go.
call!
However, when this sword was cut, it felt like it was in vain. It didn't feel like it had hit a human body, but more like it had been chopped in the air.
"Are you just pretending to be a ghost?"
The sword was in vain, and Yang Yu did not pursue him, but looked at him coldly.
The Buddha statue has been turned into a lantern, and the person holding the lantern is not Su Ming, but a middle-aged 'man' with a face as ferocious as an evil ghost.
"Roar!"
It looks like an evil ghost, roaring in a low voice, with a vicious aura billowing like a tide.
"Um?!"
With his clothes and hair pulled back, Yang Yu's eyes lit up, feeling the familiar restlessness of the Cauldron of Gluttony.
This thing, whether it is a human or a ghost, has the aura of 'Tao Fruit'.
However, the black mist was so well concealed that unless he actively released his aura, he would not be able to sense it at all.
If he can't sense it, then the Cauldron of Gluttony, which relies on his five senses to capture the external aura, can't sense it either.
"Get out or die!"
As if he had noticed something, the one who looked half human and half ghost roared again, and the ferocious aura surged even more intensely.
"roll?"
Hearing this, Yang Yu did not get angry. Instead, after sensing the subtle changes in the Cauldron of Gluttony, his eyes became brighter:
"It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here!"
According to Xu Wenji's Miscellaneous Talks about Dao and Fruit, there is an indescribable attraction between different Dao and Fruit belonging to the same level.
Yang Prison once thought that it was the Cauldron of Gluttony that blocked this attraction.
Now it seems that it is not.
At least, not entirely.
boom!
Yang Yu took a step forward, and his powerful energy and blood exploded. He radiated strong light and heat like an oven, and he drew his sword and killed the ferocious ghost figure.
laugh!
The sword slashed down and failed again, but the ghost figure let out a scream.
"Roar!"
Burning, black smoke rises, and the painful screams are endless.
"What a ghost?"
After a slash, Yang Yu raised his brows, his blood became more and more surging, and he was merciless with the sword. He swung the sword light all over the sky and chased after him.
It was still dark all around.
But with the remaining light of the lantern, Yang Yu could barely see the road clearly, and while chasing, he was also careful and vigilant.
Soon, the surrounding black fog seemed to become much lighter.
call!
Yang Yu stopped moving forward and could vaguely see his surroundings.
courtyard.
It was still the same courtyard, with the high platform built of black wood vaguely visible, but there were no people sitting on the ground around it.
Instead, there were a large group of ferocious ghost figures that did not look like humans.
With his arrival, all the ghosts roared, as if they were threatening and fearful.
"call!"
Yang Yu held a knife in one hand and glanced at the ghost figures. He paused at Fang Qidao, who looked like an evil ghost, and looked at the black wooden platform.
It's much clearer here than before.
There was nothing on the wooden platform built. Under the black mist flowing like water, a child one or three feet tall with skin as black as ink could be faintly seen.
"Hehehe~"
As if feeling Yang Yu's gaze, Hei Wa's only red eyes that were different from his skin color stared at Yang Yu, grinning, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing.
On his wrist, there is clearly a seal that is shimmering and has unknown lines on it.
That is……
By lightly pressing his chest, Yang Yu could guess what was causing the restlessness in the Cauldron of Gluttony without having to sense it.
"Evil-suppressing Seal!"
…
…
The big lights are flickering.
Taoist Beifeng and others were sitting on the ground, their expressions somewhat gloomy and unclear under the shadows.
"According to the information in the sect, this Netherworld Villa first appeared ninety years ago, and it will appear three years every thirty years..."
Xu Silong looked solemn as he talked about the origin of Netherworld Villa:
"According to the findings from the last two teachings, anyone who dies in this villa will exist in a state of neither death nor alive, as if being controlled by something behind the scenes..."
"Death or life?"
Taoist Beifeng frowned: "Death is death, living is living, what do you mean by neither dying nor living?"
"It means literally. The information in the church says so, let's just listen to it."
Xu Silong's face was cold and he said calmly:
"According to the teachings, there are no ghosts in this ghost villa, Jialan. Even if there were a long time ago, I'm afraid they would have died long ago.
The person secretly controlling all this should be a Taoist fruit..."
"Is it possible that Tao Fruit is alive?"
Monk Fuyun was a little surprised.
"Which one is more accurate about the things that are created by heaven and earth?"
Xu Silong shook his head.
"okay!"
The Taoist Xiong's face was full of irritation, and the darkness around him made him very unhappy: "Stop talking so much nonsense, just tell me how to get the Tao Fruit!"
The others also nodded.
This Ghost Villa is very strange. Their torches are completely useless. If it weren't for the lantern, they could hardly even see their own hands.
This kind of place is so depressing.
"Can't get it."
Xu Silong was very calm.
"What?"
"Can't get it? Why did you ask us to come if you can't get it?"
"Are you kidding us?!"
Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, they were as manic as a Taoist priest, and they could hardly hold back their ferocious expressions.
"What do you think the Dao Fruit is? It was something that Emperor Qin couldn't get with all the power of the world back then. Do you think it's easy to get it now?"
Xu Silong also felt irritable and his voice was cold:
"It's up to you and me, what can we take?"
"you!"
Seeing that the atmosphere in the crowd was not right, Wang Fu, who had been tinkering with his head, raised his head and spoke:
"You all should calm down, otherwise, we will kill each other soon..."
His voice was low, yet filled with rich inner energy.
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked, and then they realized that the emotions of themselves and others had been affected.
"The path of Daoguo to recognize the Lord will not work."
Wang Fu sighed.
Dao Fruit is definitely not easy to get.
In fact, after entering this villa for so long, nothing strange happened. He knew that it would be impossible for them to obtain the Dao Fruit by themselves.
"But there are many ways to obtain the Taoist Fruit, and there is more than just recognizing the Lord."
Xu Silong also calmed down.
"It's a pity that the road to blood sacrifice is unavailable. Thirty years ago, the sect conducted nine blood sacrifices in the deep valley here, with 'young children', 'girls', 'youths' and 'old women', but none of them led to the path.
The fruit comes out..."
Wang Fu fiddled with his bottles and jars and said casually:
"However, the old bald donkey from Lanke Temple did not come empty-handed. With Lanke Temple's methods, he dared to come all the way, so he must be confident..."
"you mean?"
The rest of the people's minds were moved, and they had already guessed Wang Fu's thoughts.
He clearly wanted to wait for the old monk to use his means to obtain the Dao Fruit, and then plot against him.
"However, although the old monk seems to be very old, he dares to come thousands of miles away. I'm afraid he is not an ordinary person. Just rely on us..."
Monk Fuyun frowned.
Others didn't know, but he knew very well where Lanke Temple was.
The monks there are not fuel-efficient lamps.
He was not surprised at all that the old monk looked unattractive, but he really unleashed his thunderous methods. The monks of Lanke Temple would never look down upon him.
"Of course I am not without means."
Wang Fu carefully closed the bottles and jars in front of him and said with some satisfaction:
"My 'Hundred Essence' is extracted and mixed from hundreds of insects, hundreds of grasses, and hundreds of types of earth and rocks. It is extremely poisonous. It only takes one drop to poison thousands of people!"
As long as that old monk is not a martial saint, he will never be able to survive being poisoned by this poison!"
"So poisonous?!"
Hearing this, Monk Fuyun and others were startled and subconsciously wanted to stay away.
"Don't be afraid, you guys. Although you have been poisoned by this poison, as long as I don't release another 'Bailing Powder', there will be no hindrance."
Wang Fu smiled warmly.
"you!"
Everyone was shocked and angry. This fat man actually poisoned them without saying a word!
"Brother Wang is really a good trick."
Xu Silong's face looked a little ugly.
He asked himself that he was being careful, but how could he have thought that he would actually get caught?
"If that's not the case, how can you hide it from everyone? Not to mention Su Jing, the old monk and later the lackeys of the court are not simple characters."
Wang Fu said, his expression suddenly changed.
The rest of the people were also shocked when they heard howls coming from all directions.
"careful!"
They all drew their swords and turned their backs to each other, facing the darkness as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Is it the Liansheng Cult again?"
In the darkness, someone spoke coldly.
"who?!"
Only then did a few people realize that the surrounding black fog was slowly dissipating, and the faint moonlight fell, illuminating the surrounding area.
Everyone looked at it.
Only then can we see the outline of the courtyard here and the high platform built of black wood.
"This rat in the gutter..."
Several people's hearts skipped a beat. On the high platform, a young man with a tired but still disgusted expression indifferently let go of the fully drawn long bow in his hand.