Fang Yuan and An Ruoxian looked at each other. Although they didn't know what was going to happen, they didn't dare to chase after them carelessly.
A group of people passed through the low wall and turned east and west. Suddenly, their eyes opened up, and a dark stone door appeared in front of them.
This stone gate is all made of huge stones about ten feet tall, and it is twenty or thirty feet high.
The door leaves of the Shimen are made of dark wood lined up side by side. The door leaves are inlaid with sharpened sections of hardwood, making them look ferocious and ferocious. On both sides of the stone gate, a dozen men armed with spears stood guard vigilantly.
When these guards saw the strong man and his group coming back, they immediately showed excitement and shouted hello.
As a rumbling sound came, the door was opened by several people rushing inside, and they were welcomed in.
There were two new faces, Fang Yuan and An Ruoxian, in the returning team, but the guards just glanced at them and didn't ask any more questions. They also gathered around the other returning people and excitedly discussed the gains of the trip. Seeing those The onlookers let out bursts of exclamations from time to time based on what they gained from this trip.
Watching all this, Fang Yuan, who was watching coldly, frowned slightly.
It seems that animal meat is very rare here, and there seems to be a shortage of food here.
Afterwards, Fang Yuan glanced around the entire village.
In addition to the outermost low wall, the entire village is also protected by a tall stone wall in the middle. All the buildings in the village are made of mud. Most of them are small square houses. From the outside, most of them are simple and rough. It's like a slum.
What looks most architectural is a stone platform in the center of the village.
This stone platform is not big, but it is several times higher than other houses. It is thirty to forty feet high. A pale white light is released from the top of the stone platform. This arc-shaped light envelopes the sky above the entire village. As soon as red lightning strikes the village in the sky, it is immediately absorbed by this light shield.
This light shield must be some kind of powerful magic circle restriction, but he did not feel the existence of any source of energy from the stone platform. Instead, there was a cold energy lingering there.
Fang Yuan thought that the formation master's sense of the formation was relatively sensitive, and this light shield was definitely a powerful formation.
Fang Yuan couldn't help but be extremely confused about the formation that appeared here.
There are several halls near the high platform that are much higher than ordinary stone houses. At the door, there are several people pointing at the strong man and others and whispering something. One of them is staring at Fang Yuan with a gleam in his eyes. Two people.
Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel something amiss from the look in that man's eyes.
This person seems to be quite strong, and he dares to stare at the two of them so unscrupulously. It seems that his status here is not low. If his strength had not been suppressed and not recovered, he would not take this person into his eyes at all. He could easily crush him to death, but now he had to be careful about this person to avoid capsizing in the gutter.
At this time, after arranging some things, the strong man walked towards those people and said something to them very respectfully. From time to time, he turned back and pointed at Fang Yuan and An Ruoxian, and those people's eyes followed. He glanced over.
Fang Yuanfeng looked at these people lightly without showing any expression.
But An Ruoxian on the side felt a little uneasy and turned to look at Fang Yuan from time to time, looking very embarrassed.
These people didn't know what they were discussing there. Finally, the strong man waved to Fang Yuan and the two of them.
"You two come here, some elders in the village have something to ask you."
Fang Yuan nodded to An Ruoxian with a calm expression, and then led her over.
The group of people turned around one after another and walked into the hall behind them, and Fang Yuan followed them in without politeness.
In the hall, a slightly fat old man sitting in the middle said to the two of them with kind eyes.
"Please sit down, both of you. Now that we are here, we all belong to the human race and will naturally try our best to help each other. However, this place is indeed different from the outside world. Can you two introduce yourselves first, and then I will tell you about this place?" matter."
There were several other people sitting on both sides of the hall, but there were not many other people there. One of them, a white-faced man with slender eyes and a stern look, was the one who glanced at Fang Yuan outside the hall.
He looked at the two of them with all his eyes, but he only glanced at Fang Yuan's face. His eyes fell on An Ruoxian who was behind Fang Yuan. Although he didn't say anything, there was something in his eyes. Abnormal movement.
This white-faced man must have been moved by An Ruoxian's beauty.
Fang Yuan snorted coldly in his heart, smiled casually and said calmly:
"The two of us have nothing to say. We were just accidentally sucked here by the Netherworld Spring. As for our previous identities, even if I am the king of a country or the leader of a sect, I am probably of no use here."
After hearing Fang Yuan's vague answer, the old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the two of them several times before speaking after a moment,
"You two must be immortal cultivators from the outside world! If the prediction is correct, the two leaders tried to seal the Netherworld Spring but were sucked here by the spring. You don't have to hide this."
As the old man said this, his eyes finally fell on the Qiankun bag on Fang Yuan's waist, his eyes looking very hot.
Fang Yuan smiled in his heart, how could he not know such an obvious look? They are thinking about the Qiankun Bag.
Fang Yuan simply remained silent, wanting to see what these people wanted to do.
Seeing the appearance of these people, An Ruoxian's pretty face beside her turned slightly pale, and she leaned towards Fang Yuan nervously.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little strange, the old man laughed and explained,
"Don't be afraid, you two. Although there are not many immortal cultivators who have mistakenly entered this place, they are not too few. Compared with ordinary people, we welcome immortal cultivators to join our village. But you two should also know that in this devil's critical state, the source of Things like air magic cannot be used, and the only things that can be used are the power of the dark source and some superficial martial arts."
The power of dark source?
Even if he has lived in the upper world for thousands of years, he has never heard of such a thing as the power of the dark source?
Hearing this, Fang Yuan asked with confusion on his face.
"What is the power of dark source?"
Seeing that Fang Yuan and the others were full of doubts, the old man twirled his short beard on his chin and spoke slowly.
"Yes, this is an external force similar to Origin Qi. Although it cannot be used to directly cast spells, monks can borrow the beast core of the dark beast to arrange some small magic circles. This kind of magic circle is still of little use to the village. Small, of course, it doesn't matter even if you are a monk who is not proficient in formations. The bodies of immortal cultivators are originally much stronger than ordinary people, so they can also play a great role here."
It sounds like the old man is testing whether he is an array master, so that he can allocate future tasks.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Yuan continued to ask,
"Your Excellency seems to know so much about our immortal cultivators. I wonder if there are any other cultivators in the village?"
Hearing Fang Yuan's direct question, the fat old man raised his lips slightly and said with a smile without any concealment,
"Yes, of course there are, and there are quite a few. The old man is one of them. Before I was sucked into the Netherworld Spring, I was a strong man who entered the holy realm."
"A strong man who has entered the holy realm?"
Fang Yuan looked at the old man, but he didn't look like him at all.
