Uchiha Madara pushes the heavens

Chapter 261 Treacherous
A group of monks walked silently among a bamboo forest.

Almost every monk kept one movement, and they all remained silent. They lined up very neatly, and no one messed up their formation.

If you look carefully, everyone's lips are trembling slightly, as if they are whispering.

This bamboo forest is green and verdant, with lush bamboo leaves. As soon as the wind blows, the leaves flap constantly, making a soft rustling sound.

"Wind... there is wind!"

A monk suddenly screamed.

He looked panicked, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"calm!"

The leading monk is an old man, his face is covered with wrinkles, but his eyes are very clear, and he looks energetic.

"I told you a long time ago that in this magical land, the most taboo thing is to lose your sense of proportion.

For those who lose their minds, God will not be able to save you even when God comes! "

He whispered indifferently, his voice was heavy, making everyone feel that he was serious.

When the panicked monk heard the words, the panic in his eyes dissipated a little.

The other frightened monks also breathed a sigh of relief.

This old man is worthy of being a veteran in this line of work. Even if there is any sudden situation, he can stay calm in the face of danger, which gives everyone a certain sense of security.

"Go ahead!
If you take someone else's spirit stone, you have to do things for others.

Don't try to be perfunctory, think about where you got the spirit stone from. "

He glanced at the cultivator behind rather sharply, with a hint of warning in his tone.

The others trembled when they heard the warning. What they took was the spirit stones of a first-class sect. If the matter is not handled well and they escape without permission, their fate will definitely be miserable.

……

In fact, the scenery here is beautiful, blue sky and white clouds, beautiful mountains and clear waters, the only strange thing is that there are no animals here.

There is not even a shadow of a bird. When you are in it, you can only hear the occasional wind blowing and the gurgling sound of running water. The rest is only eternal silence.

This group of monks continued to walk, and gradually went deep into the mountain.

The old man who led the team held a map in his hand and compared it constantly. Every time he stayed for a long time, he would not move on until he had determined his position.

During this period of time, the other monks were most uneasy and frightened. Everyone prayed that the old man could recognize the way.

"Fortunately, although the terrain here is constantly changing, some iconic places can still be seen."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and so did the others.

Just as they determined their direction and were about to move forward, there was a scream from behind.

"There is something!"

The old man's face turned cold instantly, he stepped forward quickly, and slapped the screaming young monk on the head.

"The leader here is me! If you startle again and disturb the morale of the army, I will kill you directly."

The young monk was stunned by the beating, and, caught by the old man's aura, he didn't dare to speak any more, but nodded in fear.

The old man looked at him coldly, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he looked at the young man a few more times, and there was some inexplicable meaning in his eyes, which made the young man who looked straight at him tremble in his heart.

Afterwards, he walked to the front of the team as if nothing had happened, and then waved his hand to signal to continue forward.

"Just pretend you didn't see it. Except for the chick, I think you all have experienced the mission."

After finishing speaking, he strode forward on his own, and the others hurriedly followed.

Only the young man couldn't help but look at the dark shadow in the distance.

It was also a young man, but his skin was wrinkled, as if he had lost moisture.

The young man who kept wandering in place, with a strange smile on his face, looked towards the direction deep in the mountain.

Seeing this scene, the young man in the team almost screamed again.

Because that figure was too weird, with an extremely creepy smile, coupled with his wrinkled face, it was simply creepy.

Sure enough, it is better to see it with your own eyes than hearsay. Only when you see it with your own eyes can you experience the horror.

Suddenly, the figure paused, as if sensing the peeping gaze, and turned to look at the source of the gaze.

That weird smile and dry cheeks were directly facing the young man's gaze. This scene made one's scalp tingle.

At this moment, the young man felt all the fine hairs on his body tremble, his pupils widened, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look around.

This scene was glimpsed by the caring old man. He had been paying attention to the young man, so he noticed his actions at the first time.

"Stay in formation!"

The old man glanced at the young man in the team and shook his head secretly.

"With such an unstable mind, how dare you come to seek this dead man's money?"

Across this interlude, the team once again moved on.

During the period, they encountered many strange figures pacing in place, all monks lost here.

They all had weird smiles on their faces, the smiles looked full of tranquility and harmony, but also carried a trace of inexplicable treachery, anyone who saw them would feel terrified in their hearts.

Going deep into the Lost Pure Land, they encountered more and more lost people. Sometimes, they even had to pass through a large group of lost people.

At that time, everyone will lower their heads, not daring to look at those lost people, and keep their minds tight, constantly reminding themselves to stay awake with words.

The team marched deeper and deeper, and there were no accidents along the way, which made the old man feel a lot more relaxed. After all, there were more than a dozen fresh lives standing behind him, and no one wanted to see someone become a part of the lost. member.

However, the accident still happened.

"bump!"

The young man who was peeping at the lost man suddenly stopped moving, causing the monk behind him to lower his head and bump into his back.

"Why don't you go?"

The monk behind asked a question, and the old man was startled, and he turned around and walked over.

"what happened?"

There were some guesses in his heart, and his tone was unusually heavy.

"Head! He stopped walking suddenly! I just lowered my head and bumped into his back."

Others gathered around, wanting to see what was wrong with the young man, why he bowed his head and didn't move.

The old man stopped them.

Because, this young man started to move, and he was pacing in place. He seemed to want to go deep, but hesitated, just wandering in place.

Then, the young man raised his head and smiled strangely.

"Let's go! He can't be saved!"

The old man sighed slightly, turned around and left without saying anything.

The rest of the people were terrified, and hurriedly moved away from the young man, and followed the old man's footsteps, not daring to be slow.

The old man is quite used to this kind of thing. Generally speaking, in areas where the power of demonic nature is not strong, as long as one keeps one's mind and does not release the power, the intrusion of demonic nature will not cause one to get lost.

Those who are really easy to get lost are those Tianjiao monks who try to find the opportunity of the domain here. Once they find it, they will understand the opportunity.

At that time, the defense of the mind is the weakest, if you are not careful, you will lose your mind and become a walking dead.

Like the young man just now, in fact, if he is not panicked or anxious, nothing will happen at all. Their final destination is only the periphery of the lost pure land, and the demonic power is not too strong.

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