Mortal Cultivation: I Have a Mirror of Absurdity

Chapter 143 142 Human Village

"Why is this place so weird? It's impossible to use the spiritual consciousness and magic power in the body. Can we still get out?"

Zi Ling quickly talked about the matter in front of her, and she couldn't help but frown slightly and worry about the future.

"This is the land of the underworld. It is part of the demonic body of the legendary true spirit Rahu. I know how to get out, but I have to wait a few months. Don't worry about it."

Seeing Zi Ling's worried face, Wang Geng immediately spoke out to comfort him.

After walking for more than an hour, the group hurriedly walked out of the yellow desert, and a dark pile of rocks appeared in front of them.

This pile of rocks is also extremely vast, and the end cannot be seen with the naked eye.

There are dark stones scattered among them.

They have weird shapes and always exude a gloomy aura, which makes both Wang Geng and Zi Ling feel quite uncomfortable.

But when the aborigines saw this, they let out a sigh of relief, and finally showed a hint of peace of mind in their expressions.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly began to surge, and the blue lightning suddenly became more frequent, lighting up the entire space in a strange blue color.

What's more, one or two blue lightnings struck the ground. After a burst of green smoke, one or two stone pits of different sizes were left on the ground, which were scorched black.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the Yin Ming wind and the Yin beast are coming soon."

Hearing the urging from the swarthy man, the whole team suddenly accelerated again and rushed forward desperately.

Wang Geng was naturally not afraid of the Yin Feng and Yin Beast behind him. If it were another time, he would have hunted the Yin Beast specifically. But at this time, in order to enter the village to find Yuan Yao's whereabouts, he could only follow up quickly with Zi Ling.

Under the leadership of these aborigines, Wang Geng and the two soon arrived at a black stone city that looked very old.

The black stone city has a radius of thousands of feet, and the outer walls are twenty to thirty feet high, all made of dark stones about ten feet in size.

These dark stones are all square in shape and perfectly connected to each other. From below, they look as tall as a hill. Not only are they astonishingly powerful, but their protective capabilities must also be strong.

There is a huge hanging wooden door at the city gate, and on the wall above there are more than a dozen young men holding white animal bone weapons.

They were tall and burly, with a vigorous spirit. When they saw the dark, strong man and others returning from the city, they immediately greeted them happily.

Not long after, someone lowered the huge wooden door that was hung up.

So, everyone filed through the city gate and entered the stone city.

As soon as everyone entered the city, many people came to greet them. Some even happily took the leather bags filled with fish and shrimps. After opening them, adults and children took turns to watch. The scene was very lively.

Wang Geng naturally knew that food was scarce here, so the aborigines were so excited after unexpectedly getting fish and shrimp today.

Zi Ling naturally didn't know the details, so Wang Geng patiently explained the plight of the aborigines in detail.

The houses in the stone city are also made of dark stones and are all square. There is also a distinctive tall building in the center of the stone city.

This is a stone platform. The stone platform is not large in area, but it is thirty to forty feet high. Standing on it is enough to overlook the entire stone city.

What surprised Wang and Geng was that a lavender mist condensed directly above the stone platform, covering the entire village.

Whenever blue lightning strikes the village from the dark clouds in the sky, it will be completely absorbed by the purple mist.

There is some kind of cold energy lingering in the purple mist, which is a certain formation restriction cast by the power of Yin Ming.

Although Wang Geng was unable to separate his consciousness from his body, his perception ability was still there and he could easily detect abnormalities in the purple mist.

Near the high platform, there are several conspicuous tall stone houses. At the door are three old men wearing clothes from the outside world, leaning against the door and looking at it.

They are obviously not the natives of this place, but outside monks who were sucked into the underworld by the ghost mist.

Because these people still habitually have storage bags hanging on their waists, although they cannot open them.

Of course, Wang Geng was even more exaggerated, with several storage bags and spirit animal bags hanging around his waist.

The three old men obviously saw the identity of Wang Geng and Zi Ling as monks. While the aborigines were still cheering and celebrating, they waved to them, obviously they had something to say.

Wang Geng turned around and asked Zi Ling's opinion with his eyes. Zi Ling slightly raised his brows and indicated that it didn't matter.

After several thoughts passed through his mind, Wang Geng decided to go over and listen to what the three old men had to say.

In a tall stone house.

A monk surnamed Gong introduced Wang Geng and Wang Geng in detail about the situation in the underworld and the intrigues in the small village, and then he won them over and said:

"That's the situation. It's extremely difficult to survive here, especially monks from the outside world. They will be ostracized by the indigenous people. If we weren't the only ones who could use the Yinming Beast Crystal to fight back the enemy, we would have been driven out of the village and died in this place. The evil beast outside is in the hands of us, so we can only live better if we hug each other for warmth, what do you two think?"

Because mana and spiritual consciousness cannot be used in the land of the underworld, the good days of monks are gone forever. Instead, people who know the martial arts of mortals have come to dominate here.

This situation is the same in several villages in the Land of Netherworld.

Wang Geng had no intention of staying here at all, and naturally had no intention of joining the three people's small interest group, but he did not explicitly refuse:

"Three fellow Taoists, this matter is of great importance. Let me discuss it and make a decision in three days!"

The three old men heard the rejection in Wang Geng's words, but they were not angry because of it, because in their opinion, Wang Geng and the two were still thinking of escaping from the land of hell. After thinking about this, I will naturally join them.

At this time, the swarthy boy of sixteen or seventeen who had asked Wang Geng what the outside world was like came in and wanted to take Wang Geng and the two to see the clan leader.

The patriarch is an old man with a given aboriginal surname, who holds the basic power in the village.

After asking Wang Geng about their basic situation and whether they were willing to stay in the village, they asked the swarthy young man to lead them to find a stone house to live in.

This is a three-room stone house, with a living room in the middle and a bedroom on each side.

The interior is extremely simple. The living room only has a heavy stone table and a few stone benches, and the bedrooms on both sides only have a stone bed, and nothing else.

At this moment, the whole stone house suddenly shook slightly for a few times, and then a huge "rumbling" sound of footsteps came from the distance, as if some giant beast was walking near the village, getting closer and closer.

At the same time, people in the village outside immediately made a huge noise and ran toward the city wall with their weapons in hand, even the elderly and children.

When Wang Geng and Zi Ling followed them up the city wall, they were surprised to find that an overwhelming black wind was blowing a hundred feet away outside the stone city. The black wind was cold and cold, and thick black ice immediately condensed on the ground wherever it touched. Cold mist is steaming above.

Only when they encountered a purple wall of fog a hundred feet away from the city wall, the black wind and black ice immediately disappeared and turned into nothing.

Outside the fog wall, the hurricane is raging, and you can't see your fingers. Inside the fog wall, the wind is calm, and it seems to be a different world from the other side.

A moment later, a gray giant ape more than ten feet in size walked out of the dark wind and strode closer to the city wall.

This gray giant ape has four eyes on its face and two wings on its ribs. It is holding a huge black tree that is longer than its height. It covers a distance of four to five feet with every step. In the blink of an eye, it is only more than thirty feet away from the city wall. Already.

(End of this chapter)