Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

More than half a month later, Ye Ming appeared in front of a dark and tall stone wall.

This stone wall is built with huge stones that are about 20 feet high and 1,000 feet long.

Every few feet, there is a piece of sharpened hardwood protruding from the wall. They are numerous and irregular, just like a hedgehog.

Directly opposite Ye Ming, there was a huge wooden door that was hung up. There were more than a dozen men holding white spears standing on both sides of the wooden door, standing there warily.

These guards were all dressed in green strange clothes, and each of them was very powerful. Their strength value was quite high at first glance.

"I hope it's this village. If it's not here, I won't look any further!" Ye Ming groaned and walked toward the wooden door.

When the guard saw Ye Ming approaching, he clenched his weapon and his eyes became sharp.

One of the lean men asked in a deep voice: "My friend is staying here, what can I do for you?"

"Come to visit your village chief." Ye Ming said casually without stopping.

"Visiting the village chief? Who are you? Stop, we won't be polite if you come any closer!"

Another short and stocky young man saw Ye Ming trying to force his way in. He immediately took off a strong bow from his back, attached a bone arrow, stretched the long bow to full string, and aimed at Ye Ming.

"Stop, boy, if you take another step forward, we won't be polite!"

When Ye Ming took a few steps forward, all the other guards couldn't help but look stern. They took off their long bows from their backs, then pointed their bows and arrows at Ye Ming.

For a moment, the scene became solemn, the surroundings were silent, and you could hear a needle drop!

However, facing this tense atmosphere, Ye Ming smiled slightly and continued to move forward calmly.

"Fire!" Seeing this, the lean man immediately ordered the arrow to be fired.

Suddenly, more than a dozen bone arrows came out of the string, piercing the air at extremely fast speeds, making a harsh whistle, and accurately shot at Ye Ming.

Seeing that Ye Ming was facing the whizzing arrows, some of the guards showed pity. Their arrows were specially made and had very strong killing power. Even if the powerful Yin beast was hit, It is also inevitable to be injured.

"How can it be!"

However, the next moment, they couldn't help but rub their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Ye Ming waved his sleeves, and with a "swish" sound, more than a dozen arrows shot at high speed were instantly wrapped in his sleeves, but he himself was unscathed.

"Quick, keep shooting!" the lean man gave the order, and the shocked guards jumped up, drew arrows and shot again, and they shot in succession.

After the "bang bang bang" sound of the bowstrings, a large number of arrows poured out. Only the arrows fired by a dozen people actually achieved the effect of the white people's volley.

But what frightened them was that even with such a dense rain of arrows, the man opposite still only waved his sleeves a few times and blocked most of the arrows. A few shots hit the opponent's body, but they failed to even scratch the skin.

"That's enough!" Ye Ming looked cold, raised his hand to grab an arrow, flicked his wrist, and threw it out.

The arrow passed through the open space between the two sides like a white light, and instantly pierced one of the lean man's ears, causing a splash of blood.

"Ah!" The lean man screamed, covered his ears with his hands, and looked at Ye Ming in fear.

Ye Ming walked to the hanging gate, looked at the trembling guards, and scolded: "This is just a small lesson. If you don't open the door again, you will die!"

"Yes, open it, open it right now... hurry up and open the door!" The lean man nodded hurriedly, and then yelled at the people behind him.

At the same time, he thought to himself that this stranger was very powerful, even more powerful than the Yin Beast. There was no way a dozen of them could be his opponents. For the sake of his own life, he had better pass this level first.

After hearing the lean man's words, two of the guards jumped up as if waking up from a dream, and quickly ran towards a passage under the high wall.

Not long after, a huge "rumbling" sound was heard, and the giant door was lowered, revealing a wide stone road inside, and there seemed to be many buildings around it.

"You!" Ye Ming pointed at the sturdy young man.

"Ah, Master, are you calling me? Uh, what are your orders, Master?" The stout young man was praying in his heart that Ye Ming would not pay attention to him. He was surprised when he heard this, and then replied subconsciously.

"Come in with me and ask for the manager of your village." After Ye Ming said lightly, he walked into the city gate on his own.

The stout young man looked bitter, but he did not dare to violate anything and quickly glanced at his companions. In the eyes of their self-seeking eyes, they gritted their teeth and followed.

After Ye Ming passed through the city gate, he found that it was a simple village surrounded by four walls. All the buildings were made of dark stones, with a simple and rough appearance.

What is striking is that there is a towering stone platform in the center of the village, about thirty or forty feet high. The top of the stone platform released a lavender mist, which spread and covered the sky above the entire village. Blue lightning flashed from time to time in the sky, but it was immediately absorbed completely by the purple mist, which looked quite magical! Ye Ming stood inside the city gate. After the stout young man caught up with him, he glanced at him.

The young man immediately understood, "Master, please come this way!" Then he walked to the front and led the way for Ye Ming.

After walking along the main road for a while and turning a few corners, the young man led Ye Ming to a large stone house.

"This is the village chief's residence. Master, please wait a moment. I will report it right away." The young man pointed to the stone house and asked Ye Ming for instructions.

After seeing Ye Ming nodding, the young man quickly walked towards the stone house and got in through a small stone door.

After a while, an old man with a yellow face and a long beard walked out, followed by a sturdy young man.

The old man came to a few feet in front of Ye Ming with a smile, and said pleasantly:

"I, Feng Lin, have met this Taoist friend. I wonder what he calls him?"

"Oh? Are you a monk too?" Ye Ming looked the old man up and down. Seeing his eyes fall on the storage bag on his waist, he immediately understood why the other party could see his identity.

"Haha, I can only say that it is true, but I have lived here for many years and rarely think of the original thing. There seems to be no ghost mist erupting recently. Was it the last time that fellow Taoist came in?" the old man said, stroking his long beard. .

"I, Ye Ming, would like to meet all the monks here. Is it possible to make it easier?" Ye Ming nodded and stated his purpose straight to the point.

"Haha, that's why fellow Taoist created such a big battle at the entrance of the village! In fact, fellow Taoist, you don't have to do this. Even if you don't say it, I will do it. Let's go! Fellow Taoist Ye, please come in!" The old man laughed. , enthusiastically invited Ye Ming into the house.

At the same time, he turned to the stout young man and said: "Ahu, you have heard what Fellow Daoist Ye said, go and ask Elder Xun and others to come over."

"Yes, village chief!" Hearing this, the sturdy young man ran away as fast as he could.

After entering the stone house, the old man and Ye Ming exchanged pleasantries, mainly the old man talking. Although Ye Ming didn't talk much, he was still polite.

During this period, people came in one after another. Every time someone came in, the old man would introduce them.

Not long after, there were five or six people in the room, including four old men and two middle-aged men.

At this time, the stout young man named Ahu came in and whispered a few words in the long-bearded old man's ear. The old man nodded and waved his hand to signal him to go out.

Then he turned to Ye Ming and said sheepishly: "Fellow Daoist Ye, all the monks from this village have already arrived. The remaining two people came here two months ago. There is something going on at the moment, maybe later. Again."

"It doesn't matter! I'm looking for the person who was here before!" Ye Ming said with a smile.

"Oh? What's important, Fellow Daoist Ye?" The old man finally asked the doubts in his heart.

Ye Ming did not answer, but looked at the two people who came in last, and said, "I just heard from fellow Taoist Feng that the two of them are from Dajin. Have you ever heard of Tianfu Sect?"

One of the people Ye Ming spoke to was a red-faced old man, and the other was a skinny middle-aged man.

After the two heard what Ye Ming said, the skinny middle-aged man looked confused, obviously he had never heard of it.

The red-faced old man's expression changed slightly, but he quickly covered it up and shook his head as if nothing had happened.

Although the expression of the red-faced old man changed slightly, Ye Ming, who had been staring at the two of them, still captured this change. He smiled calmly:

"Haha, fellow Taoist, don't worry. I'm not seeking revenge from the Tianfu Sect. I just have some connection with them. I just thought that if I go out one day, I can bring them some news."

The red-faced old man heard the implication of Ye Ming's words, and said with a gleam in his eyes: "It seems that you have heard of Storm Mountain. Are you planning to climb this mountain?"

The rest of the people reacted a beat slowly, and then they also reacted. Their expressions were different, but basically they all looked down on Ye Ming. Only the old man named Feng, the village chief, was thoughtful.

"Exactly, I plan to climb Storm Mountain tomorrow!" Ye Ming nodded.

"Fellow Taoist, listen to my advice. The wind on Storm Mountain is extremely cold and the beasts are extremely powerful. It is basically impossible to climb to the top of the mountain. I advise you not to take risks." At this time, another white-haired old man kindly reminded Ye Ming.

"Oh? Then I may have to let down your good intentions. Even if Storm Mountain is dangerous, I will still go!" Ye Ming said decisively.

"This..." Several people in the room looked at each other, sighing secretly that another one was looking for death.

Seeing the awkward situation, the old man surnamed Feng laughed and said: "Haha, since you want to give it a try, you can go up and have a look first. If you find it difficult, our village welcomes you to come back at any time."

Although he heard that Ye Ming had extraordinary strength, he didn't think that Ye Ming could climb up Storm Mountain safely. However, he wanted to make good friends with this person, and he had no intention of persuading him at this time. People like this who have a certain level of martial prowess are the most arrogant, and will not look back until they get a bloody blow.

"Easy to say, easy to say!" Ye Ming smiled and nodded, then changed the topic and started communicating with a few people.

(End of this chapter)