At this time, there was silence in Qingling Village.
It was lifeless.
Village Chief Li and the squirming black figures had already gone somewhere.
What made Li Wudi even more incredible was the dozens of corpses of villagers that were supposed to be rotting in Qingling Village.
They all disappeared out of thin air.
Now, he is the only one in this huge village.
If it were not for the place where the demonized Niu Dazhuang died, he would turn into black crystal powder. Li Wudi felt in a daze that everything that happened last night was just a dream.
Unfortunately, he had experienced similar dreams countless times in this small village.
Twisting the black crystal powder with both hands, which was like fine sand, Li Wudi stared at it for a long time, as if he had thought of something, and there was an extremely shocked look deep in his eyes.
Could this, this damn thing be the so-called "holy meat"? ! ! !
Li Wudi sniffed it, his face was extremely ugly. He finally knew where those sticky black substances came from.
Obtained from the dead....
Suddenly, he, who was already exhausted, almost vomited out the bitter water in his stomach.
After a while, Li Wudi returned to the room to meditate and adjust his breath, circulate the spiritual energy of the sea of Qi in his body, and restore himself.
After becoming a monk, the depletion of spiritual energy turned out to be so uncomfortable.
After some time, Li Wudi was deeply shocked by the powerful self-healing ability of spiritual energy.
After being washed by the spiritual energy, Li Wudi felt light and airy, as if he was about to ascend to immortality.
In the fierce battle last night, Li Wudi was actually not seriously injured, but it was mainly from physical and mental trauma, and he had been using a lot of spiritual energy, which was a bit too much for him.
But at this moment, he really felt that if he could keep practicing with spiritual energy, sooner or later he would be able to break through all the obstacles and even become an immortal!
Immortal, live as long as heaven, hehe...
[Immortal Lord, Immortal Lord, the spiritual energy in the spiritual energy pool is going to be squandered by you. 】
A ruthless voice brought Li Wudi back to reality from his fantasy.
Li Wudi quickly separated a piece of his mind, floated in the sea of qi, took a closer look, and was dumbfounded.
In the center of the small world of more than 600 feet, there is now only a spiritual energy pool of 50 feet in size.
This spiritual energy is consumed too fast, faster than drinking water. In less than two months, I have already spent all the five years of accumulated injury energy.
That was the spiritual energy accumulated from the inhuman torture he had experienced day and night for five years.
"Are you sad?"
Yes, why did I forget about this?
"Little Golden Man, how sad you were last night."
He remembered that Xiao Jinren mentioned it yesterday when he faced the demon Niu Dazhuang.
[Immortal Lord, the damage to my soul from last night is a thousand points. 】
"Ha, that's spiritual damage, only a thousand points?!"
Li Wudi's originally ecstatic face turned into a bitter one in an instant.
A thousand points of injured energy are converted into spiritual energy, which is only one foot.
One foot is not even enough to fit between the teeth.
[Immortal Lord, do you want to convert the injured energy into spiritual energy? 】
"Turn around, no matter how small the mosquito is, it's still meat."
【Respect the Immortal's Order】
Looking at the little golden man who bowed his head, he felt as if he was really an immortal emperor. However, Li Wudi had already worshiped the little golden man, so he didn't think it was strange.
At this time, Li Wudi's mind saw that above the sea of qi, there was a void twisting, and a foot or so of spiritual energy like a small waterfall gushed out from it, and the purity of the spiritual energy was about to liquefy.
After falling into the fifty-foot spiritual energy pool, visible to the naked eye, the entire spiritual energy pool rose by more than one point.
This was the first time that Li Wudi saw with his own eyes where spiritual energy was born. It turned out to be from within his own body.
He was on the verge of death before, and the changes on his body were all the work of the immortal man.
Li Wudi wanted to practice again because he seemed to have mastered the secret of spiritual energy training last night, but was interrupted by Village Chief Li.
But now, he has more important things to do.
I saw Li Wudi looking into the distance through the outside of the house.
In the distance, there are mountains, and Qingling Mountain stands out.
"It's daytime, take the opportunity to explore the sacrificial place."
"Otherwise, when night falls, Village Chief Li may still come."
Li Wudi didn't want to wait any longer. He had been restless recently and felt that something bad was about to happen.
The truth, the source of everything, is there.
Qingling Mountain.
Between the thick old trees, the wind sounded, and it was Li Wudi's body shuttle.
boom!
Li Wudi leaped with his whole body, fell from the tall tree at a high speed, and stepped heavily on the ground. He could not stop for half a breath, and then rushed out like an arrow.
Bring up a strong wind.
And there were extremely deep footprints left on the solid rock.
After a while, Li Wudi saw the familiar "bumpy" land.
Breathing slightly, he glanced at the road down the mountain, with a smile on his face. The journey that usually took him half a day to go up the mountain now only took an hour.
As expected of me who has embarked on the path of cultivating immortality...
So fucking fierce.
When he arrived here, even though it was daytime, Li Wudi naturally walked slowly and slowly.
Place of worship.
It was scarier and weirder than any place Li Wudi had ever seen, so Li Wudi had to treat it with caution.
Here, a light mist lingers.
What came into view was first a slightly wet and dry swamp, and then a dozen moss-covered stone steps. On both sides, two broken stone statues stood, their faces unclear.
After that, there is the bronze altar and the sacrificial cauldron placed on the altar.
The hundred-meter-high stone wall is completely empty except for the steep cliffs and the messy strange rocks. There is no trace of the "Snake-Eyed Evil Buddha" from before.
Li Wudi gave him a cold look. He looked at everything that was perfectly normal and smiled disdainfully.
His mind flickered, and a trace of spiritual energy poured into Tianling Gai, covering his eyes.
The slightly white and radiant eyes allowed Li Wudi to see the "true face" of the world.
The raised hills were covered with eerie white flags one after another. White paper money was scattered everywhere on the ground. Even the soles of Li Wudi's feet were covered with white paper money mixed with mud.
On the stone wall, the "Snake-Eyed Evil Buddha" that most attracted Li Wudi's attention did not appear.
"It seems that the evil Buddha has really gone to retreat and will appear again on the day of my sacrifice."
Li Wudi's figure flickered in the cemetery, murmuring.
Of course, he also observed the tombs that appeared out of thin air along the way.
Who died?
So much more.
In front of a tombstone, it is engraved:
The tomb of Chen Ergou.
Other than that, there is nothing else. Five simple engraved words seem to represent everything in this person's life.
There are no birth dates, portraits, sacrifices, or even three sticks of incense, etc.
There were only knee-deep weeds.
Li Wudi remained silent and looked aside.
All are like this.
Asheng's tomb.
Tomb of Yang Shufen.
....
Li Wudi knew all these people, and he had just killed Yang Shufen yesterday. She was a delicate widow with fat buttocks and breasts. Her figure was as good as the mountain peaks that topped the sky, and as rugged as the mountain roads, with uneven shapes.
In one sentence, it is extremely informative.
Therefore, the big men in the village come and go the most at the door of her house.
Ah Sheng, on the other hand, is a dull young man who does the hardest work of picking up dung in the village and has accomplished nothing.
The rest of the graves were filled with villagers from Qingling Village.
Looking at the overgrown grave grass, it seems that these people have been dead for a long time.
So who are you, the people I have met over the years?
Then those people I just killed yesterday are not you, who are they? !
All kinds of questions roared out like roars, causing endless ripples in Li Wudi's heart.
He originally thought that after he realized the immortality and embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, he had uncovered a corner of the world. At least the strangeness of Qingling Village was already known to him.
But now it seems that it is not enough.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced to the side, at the altar above the stone steps.
Somehow, Li Wudi felt that the altar was very unusual and must have something to do with it.
Just when Li Wudi stepped on the moss-covered stone steps and stepped forward quickly.
But he didn't notice that there was a green light flashing in the stone eyes of the stone figures he passed by.
