The cave is actually myself

Chapter 25: The group of cultivators in the wilderness bully me because I am old and weak

At the edge of Cangxing City, Ma Mingyuan returned to his home, feeling in a daze.

Just now, he saw with his own eyes that a mid-level qi-training monk was transformed on the spot, and his body was transformed into dozens of squirming blood clots.

The head was also divided into two pieces of flesh, one large and one small. The mouth howled in pain, trying hard to fuse the divided body, but to no avail.

The monks around the street were afraid of being infected and assimilated by the blood clot, so they stayed far away.

In the end, the blood clot was burned to black ashes by the escort team who came after hearing the news. Then the evil spirits were used to purify the possible evil souls, and the street returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened.

But that scene was deeply imprinted in Ma Mingyuan's mind and lingered for a long time.

He felt very sad about what happened to the alienated cultivator. This was the fate of casual cultivators.

After staying in the wild for a long time, polluted spiritual energy invaded and strange possessions were possessed. After finally finding a place to stay in the city, I could only stay at the very edge of the city. The purity of the spiritual energy was not much better than that in the wild, so the same is true for casual cultivators. The largest group of alienated monks.

While he was distracted, there was a sudden movement in the storage bag at his waist. A cold breath filled the storage bag and even penetrated into the skin of Ma Mingyuan's waist.

Ma Mingyuan was half scared and half confused, and took out a pale white jade box from the storage bag on his waist.

The jade box is about the size of a palm, and its upper and lower openings are tightly attached to each other.

Ma Mingyuan tore off a talisman on the jade box and opened it gently. There was a small piece of paper lying inside the jade box, exuding an astonishing chill.

Ma Mingyuan took out the talisman with one hand, just in case something unexpected happened, and carefully picked up the piece of paper with the other hand.

The lines on the paper are of varying brightness and darkness, constantly flickering. In the upper right corner of the paper, a bright light spot quietly stands on it, seeming to attract the small piece of paper to the location of the light spot.

Ma Mingyuan grabbed the paper hard, resisting the attraction coming from a certain direction.

He vaguely sensed that as long as he relaxed the piece of paper in his hand a little, he would be able to follow this attraction to the light spot.

He recalled the scene when he got this piece of paper. He remembered that there was a little paper man with a face covered, and he wrote to him that he would give him a good fortune.

He was dubious at the time, and out of some expectation, he packed the piece of paper in a jade box, sealed it with a talisman, and put it in a storage bag.

Unexpectedly, within half a month, there was movement on this piece of paper.

He chose to keep this piece of paper, which meant that he already had a bias in his heart. Therefore, when there was a change in the piece of paper, he immediately made a decision and planned to follow the attraction and go to the location of the light spot.

As for whether it is an opportunity or a trap, he is not entangled. In troubled times, if he wants to avoid being refined, he must fight for every opportunity.

He put away the paper, and planned to take a nap, recover his energy, and head to the wild.

At the same time, not far away from him, a handsome young man also took out a piece of paper the size of a palm.

He bought this piece of paper at a market one time. The stall owner who sold the piece of paper at that time made a miraculous rumor, saying that the piece of paper contained an amazing secret, just waiting for the destined person to reveal it.

He didn't believe a word of the stall owner's exaggeration. He just looked at the mysterious material of the piece of paper and the weird texture. He usually likes to collect some weird things, so he didn't hesitate much and spent some spirit stones. Buy pieces of paper and study them.

"What do these spots of light represent? Is it true that, as the stall owner said, there is an astonishing secret hidden inside?"

The handsome monk held the thin piece of paper between his two fingers, turned it up and down, and kept observing.

"It just so happens that you have hit a bottleneck in your practice recently, so get ready and go over and have a look. Maybe it will turn out to be an opportunity!"

He chuckled lightly and made a decision in his mind.

In the wilderness, the corpses of two monks were scattered and scattered within a certain range. A monk with red eyes wiped the blood on his hands and put away the storage bags of the two monks.

Suddenly, a cold breath came from the storage bag on his waist.

Following the breath, he took out a small piece of blood-stained paper. He lowered his head and stared at the paper in his hand, recalling its origin in his mind.

After a while, he remembered that when he was hunting in the wild, he came across two teams of monks going shopping. When he waited for the two teams of monks to fight until both teams were injured, the fisherman took advantage and killed all the injured monks from both teams. The piece of paper was the source. Yu one of the white-haired high-ranking Qi training monks.

"What the hell?" He felt the attraction coming from the piece of paper, felt great interest in his heart, and strode towards somewhere.

***
After two days of trekking, Ma Mingyuan finally reached the light spot.

As soon as it arrived, the light spots on the paper disappeared, and at the same time, the attraction from the paper also disappeared.

There were already sixteen or seventeen monks gathered in front of a cloud of fog. Ma Mingyuan moved closer in silence, found a corner and waited quietly.

"Okay, the last person should be this one, I believe everyone can feel the changes on the paper.

Before this person, the attraction had always existed, and it had disappeared until just now. This probably meant that all the monks who had the piece of paper were already here. "

A middle-aged monk with the highest cultivation level in the room spoke first.

The middle-aged monk's face was pale and bloodless, and his chest was bulging, majestic.

Ma Mingyuan didn't look sideways, and didn't dare to take another look.

It's not because he's still pregnant, but because the middle-aged monk is male!

Who knows what strange existence is bulging on his chest!
In addition to this middle-aged monk, there is also a scarlet-eyed monk worth noting. Among the more than ten people present, these two are the only ones who have reached the advanced level of Qi training.

The rest of the people, like Ma Mingyuan, are all in the middle level of Qi training, but there are slight differences.

The middle-aged monk continued: "Everyone must know the reason why we are gathered here, it is all because of a mysterious piece of paper guiding us here.

We still don’t know what that piece of paper represents. It might be a chance, or it might be a trap, or it might even be just a joke.

As one of the two monks with the highest cultivation level present, I suggest that if there is a trap in the fog, then we should work together to face possible unknown dangers.

If there is really a secret realm inside, then everyone will use the magic weapon in their hand to speak according to their chance.

Of course, before that, we still need to get rid of this fog formation. Who among you is good at this formation? "

The middle-aged monk asked everyone on the field.

In the cave, Lu Yuan felt that all the pieces of paper that had moved towards the cave in the past two days had gathered together.

At that time, he scattered more than [-] pieces of paper in the wild. This time, less than [-] pieces of paper went to the cave. The rest did not move, either because the owner of the paper was not interested or because something unexpected had happened.

However, a dozen people were enough. Too many people came and the cave was too small to handle it.

Looking at the people who were planning to break the fog formation, Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"The cultivators from the wilderness bullied me into being old and helpless, and openly broke into the cave."

"But what is this inexplicable excitement about?"

(End of this chapter)