East Prison Mountain, Tianlao Cave, dark small rooms blocked by countless restrictions.
An old man with thinning hair and a wrinkled and pale face, who could no longer tell how many years he had lived, was lying on the ground. As usual, he counted the ants he imagined were emerging from their holes in the ground in a row.
One, two, three... The old man opened his lips that seemed wrinkled and chapped due to lack of water, licked the yellow teeth in his mouth and said with a smile: "Rhubarb and Ermao didn't come today. It's a pity, I'm I can save another mouthful of food rations.
After saying that, he rubbed his body vigorously, and two balls of black mud came out. First, he carefully divided it into nine parts, stacked seven small balls neatly on the ground, and then swallowed the remaining two small balls into his mouth with a groan.
The satisfied look was as if he had really eaten something delicious.
Suddenly, just as the old man was savoring his delicious food with his eyes closed, the door of the cell opened with a clang.
An extremely bright light came in from outside the door, illuminating the small room.
Moreover, the vibrating sound of the door opening also made countless small mud balls that had been coded by the old man for an unknown number of years shaking all over the floor. They all trembled suddenly and rolled to the dark corners around.
Behind the bright light, the jailer's voice was cold and nervous, as if he was afraid that the old man would get angry, and said loudly: "Ren, you are lucky to be able to escape from our east prison." Shan got out alive.”
"Um?"
The old man had a calm face and didn't even open his eyes. It was as if he didn't react at all to everything that happened suddenly and was still savoring the delicious food in his mouth.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard that he could go out. The wrinkles on his face couldn't help but twitch for no reason, and he laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that my end is really coming?"
"Bah!" Unexpectedly, another extremely cold voice sneered from behind the jailer: "It's a pity, old guy, you can't die yet. When you go out, remember to be a good person, and don't let us catch you again."
"Otherwise you should understand how powerful our Dongyue Mountain's methods are!" After saying that, a majestic figure walked out of the bright light and cast a long shadow on the old man's face.
The light was blocked by this shadow, and the old man opened his eyes with a "swish" sound, revealing a wolf-like green light. His eyes were filled with a crazy look and said: "Hey! I didn't expect that this time the dignified warden would He even showed up in person.”
"It seems you are really letting me go?"
"Hmph!" That stalwart figure's face was hard to see clearly, but his words clearly revealed a hint of extreme dissatisfaction:
"Old guy, don't be complacent. I advise you to remember to run far away this time. Otherwise, since we have the ability to catch you once, we will naturally have the ability to catch you a second time."
After speaking, he took out a glass-colored bead, threw it to the person behind him, and said businesslikely: "Okay, let's do it!"
"Yes!" The jailers behind took the glazed beads and pressed them hard. A black light emerged from the bead and rolled directly towards the old man.
It was as if the black light was alive, stretching out countless hands. All the silver chain-like restrictions that had imprisoned the old man in place disappeared one after another, covering the old man's body.
Then the bead made a "pop" sound and produced a strange suction force, causing countless strange hands to pull the old man in directly. This made the old man's last impression only that his vision went dark, and then he lost all consciousness.
When the old man opened his eyes again, he felt that his eyes had changed drastically. From the deep and dark bottom of Dongyu Mountain, we entered a hall full of southern Xinjiang witchcraft style.
Just before the old man had time to recover from the dizziness caused by being released from the restraint just now, he heard a rather young man say "hee" with a hint of nervousness:
"Master Ten Thousand Demons, I have finally invited you here!"
"What?!"
This time, it was the old man's turn to be greatly surprised, as if the name had some magic power, which made him look serious and stand up.
As a result, he discovered that he was still suppressed by many restrictions and was as powerless as a mortal. Only then did he have to turn his head and look towards the place where the sound came from.
It turned out that even in the East Prison Mountain, the old man did not reveal his identity. So much so that Ling Zhengdao always thought that he had just caught a devil who was full of evil.
In fact, Zhengdao and the others could not have imagined that the seemingly inconspicuous and somewhat crazy old man who was pressing down on them in the East Prison Mountain was actually the famous Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.
This is also the secret that the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons has always wanted to keep. For this reason, he did not hesitate to pretend to be crazy, and even kept looking for opportunities to escape.
It's just that although Zhengdao didn't figure out his identity, he just regarded him as an ordinary demon and locked him up in Dongyu Mountain.
However, East Prison Mountain was originally the most heavily defended area of the Righteous Path, which was why the Ten Thousand Demons Venerable had not yet found a chance to escape.
But what the Master of Ten Thousand Demons never expected was the secret that Zhengdao had not figured out for so many years. How could he not feel a cold breath pouring from the top of his head into the soles of his feet now that he was being drunk by a group of strangers in one gulp?
In fact, for Qian Yunsheng, it was extremely lucky for him to be able to successfully switch to the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons. After all, the method he gave to the right path was just a failed choice when he was thinking about Arato.
This thing is a kind of spiritual food, and it has been combined with certain characteristics of wild vines by Qian Yunsheng. Therefore, when it is sprinkled, it can frantically grab the surrounding spiritual energy and grow desperately, so Qian Yunsheng named it Arateng Spiritual Food.
In fact, the only special thing about this wild vine spiritual food is that once it is sprinkled, it can completely absorb the spiritual power of the entire land in just one month.
Although this way, the spiritual food itself will grow taller and stronger, but the price is that the entire spiritual mountain and spiritual land will be completely extinct. It will take at least three to five years before he gradually regains his spiritual power.
As for reaching the original quality of the spiritual land, it will take at least more than ten years to gradually recover.
Therefore, for Qian Yunsheng, this wild vine spiritual food was just a failed attempt. After all, who would be crazy enough to bear the loss of spiritual land in the next ten years just to harvest this season's spiritual food?
But for Zhengdao's current situation, this wild vine spiritual food is a useful tool that can solve the problem in front of them. Therefore, Qian Yunsheng combined this wild vine spiritual food and gave Zhengdao a strategy to strengthen the walls and clear the country.
First of all, after Zhengdao has obtained the wild vine spiritual food from Qian Yunsheng, he can now sprinkle all the wild vine spiritual food at the place closest to the spirit clan.
In this way, a large amount of spiritual food can be harvested in a short period of time. As a result, the mortals under the rule no longer have to worry about food shortages, so that they can continue to support the battles of the three factions and subsequent transfers.
At the same time, it can turn all the places abandoned by them into magical places.
In this way, Zhengdao does not have to rush to transfer all the population. On the contrary, you can fight and retreat at the same time, mobilize all mortals to work together, and turn the entire fallen land into a land of extraordinary spirits.
This will not only save all the Southern Barbarian factions and the mortals below, but more importantly. As the Eldar increase their troops, the deeper they go into the Land of Absolute Spirits, the more difficult it will be for their own supplies.
Although for the spirit race, they do not have the burden of mortals on the right side, and the pressure is slightly less.
But as long as Zhengdao is willing to stick to this method, the future can be imagined. As the Eldar's battle line grew longer and longer, the situation on both sides reversed, and the Righteous Path eventually took over. Then the day when the Southern Barbarian factions will fight back again is naturally not far away.
By that time, several years must have passed, and the spiritual land will be able to recover again. Despite all this effort, the losses of each Nanman family were still huge. But at least the foundation of the mortals is still there, which is much better than losing everything now.
