Just when Chengshuo and Huangye entered the secret world.
The time is pushed back to a year ago, when Cheng Sheng and Huang Ye had just solved the crisis in Feiyun City and had not yet had time to plunder the fairy world.
Fairyland, a small underground secret world.
At the entrance to Village No. 163.
At this moment, villager Bu Ji and others were using knives to decompose the corpse of the giant ant beast.
The giant ant beast is a herbivorous animal with a gentle personality and a very fast reproduction rate.
Because their habitat is close to Village No. 163, the giant ant beasts have become the main source of meat for Village No. 163.
After cutting off the giant ant beast's thigh meat with a knife, Buji and other villagers carried the meat to the village's grain depot.
Maybe he had consumed too much energy when he surrounded and killed the giant ant beast. Buji didn't take a few steps before he sat down on the ground from exhaustion.
He looked at the giant ant beast meat in his arms for a long time, and suddenly took a hard bite on the thigh meat out of nowhere.
'Bah, bah.'
The meat of the giant ant beast is delicious and juicy.
Even without any cooking, it tastes delicious.
While Buji was chewing, the smell of meat soon spread at the entrance of the village, attracting the attention of countless villagers around him.
"Why are you lazy again?"
In the meat transport team.
Seeing Bu Ji slumped on the ground, his friends hurriedly came over and reminded him: "These meats are all used to feed the 'thorn ball'. If you eat them now, what will you use to throw them in later?" Feed 'thornball'?"
"I just do not understand."
Bu Ji chewed the giant ant meat in his mouth, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Isn't it good to eat the meat we worked so hard to get? Why do we have to feed it?" Give me a 'thorn ball'?"
"Shhh!!" Seeing Buji making such rebellious remarks, his friend quickly signaled him to be silent.
He lowered his voice and said, "It's okay if you say this to me, but don't let other people in the village hear it, otherwise they will say you are worthless!"
"At that time, not only will your parents be looked down upon by the neighbors, but even the girls in the village will no longer be willing to say even one more word to you!"
"Oh," Buji said with disdain, "I knew you were going to tell me this."
"I just don't understand." He continued to complain: "Why do people who don't raise 'thorn balls' get looked down upon by the people around them? If we don't raise 'thorn balls', we won't lose a piece of meat. Even in the village." Even if there is no 'thorn ball', everyone is still alive!"
"You can't say it like that."
Seeing that Buji was full of negative energy, his friend simply sat next to him.
He patiently consoled us: "We are still young now, and we are at the right age to cultivate 'Spike Balls' because of our passion."
"If you were unwilling to struggle and breed 'thorn balls' when you were young, how could you get ahead and how could any girl fall in love with you?"
"It's not like you haven't seen examples of people who didn't work hard when they were young and regretted it when they got older!"
Buji's friend said earnestly: "I'll settle the account for you."
"There are nearly three hundred villages in our secret world, and each village has nearly tens of thousands of people."
"Of these tens of thousands of villagers, nearly 20% to 30% are young people like you and me."
"Calculating this, there are approximately 200,000 to 300,000 young people working hard to raise 'thorn balls' in various villages every year!"
Friend Buji continued: "Just imagine: the fairy world only selects less than a thousand young people like us to become monks every year. What a terrifying elimination rate this is."
"In addition, in each village, there are people who are valued by the immortals because they are beautiful, and because their ancestors are related to the immortals, they can be directly selected to become monks, which occupies about four to five hundred places."
"Calculating it this way, there are only less than five or six hundred young people each year who can actually pass the 'thorn ball' competition and be valued by the fairy world."
"From 200 to 300,000 young people, select five or six hundred people," Bu Ji's friend said with emotion: "This is almost a success rate of less than one percent. On average, in a village, At most, only two or three young people can finally enter the immortal world and become monks."
"Well, I understand all these principles. I also know that ordinary people like us can only stand a chance of getting ahead if we work hard to raise 'thorn balls.'" Bu Ji said with a look of helplessness on his face: "But the problem is , why? What is the purpose of raising 'thorn balls'?"
"The 'Spiky Ball' can neither generate food out of thin air, nor can it be turned into houses or clothes. And we still have to keep it."
"If it weren't for raising this thing, the food I work hard to get every day and the output of my labor could probably feed four or five adults!"
Bu Ji issued a soul torture: "So what is the meaning of us young people trying our best to cultivate 'thorn balls'?"
"Who knows." My friend said with a wry smile: "It is said that the 'thorn ball' can make ordinary people become immortals, and this statement has also been confirmed by the fairy world, but how exactly the 'thorn ball' can make people become immortals? How to make people attain enlightenment, but no one can explain clearly.”
"Actually, let's not talk about whether the 'thorn ball' can make people become immortals. What if they do become immortals?"
The two got excited about chatting, and their friends began to complain: "It is said that immortals have a high status, and if you become an immortal, you can enjoy countless blessings."
"But as far as I know, there are three levels of immortals."
"If you can't become the top being among the immortals, then in the final analysis you still have to work for others."
The friend finally concluded: "Going to the fairy world is not necessarily better than staying in our village!"
Bu Ji looked puzzled and puzzled: "Since you know this, why do you still work so hard to cultivate the 'Spiky Ball' every day?"
"Well, you have to find something to do, right?" My friend said meaningfully: "In short, the young people in the village and even the neighboring villages are working hard to cultivate 'thorn balls', so we can just follow suit every day and be done. No matter what the quality of the 'thorn ball' we cultivate is, it's just one day at a time, why are you thinking so much!"
"No, I don't want to live like this"
Don't know why.
When the two of them were talking to this point, Bu Ji suddenly had a strange idea in his mind.
He blurted out: "Tell me, why do we have to be selected by the immortal world before we can become monks? Why can't we just skip this procedure and become monks through practice ourselves? Why do we have to be recognized by the immortal world?"
"Your" friend has realized something is wrong: "Buji, what do you want to do?"
Buji looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he whispered: "How about we find a group of like-minded young people and pull out a team ourselves!"
"Let's not raise those 'thorn balls'. Let's just collect what the immortal monks said in the past, and then study the various things they have done to see if we can find out the method of cultivating immortals and entering Taoism."
"This" my friend looked horrified: "I remember that the village rules seem to clearly stipulate that we villagers are not allowed to study the way of spiritual practice privately, right? You are ignoring the village rules!"
"So what?" Bu Ji said with a fearless face: "Just tell me whether you want to do it or not? Either honestly, to fight for a place in the immortal world that has less than a 1% chance of getting it, or to come with me and take the risk The risk of being caught by the monks in the immortal world, to study the way of cultivation?"
"Done!" My friend gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you can convince others, I will stop raising Thorn Balls and follow you every day to study how to become an immortal!"
"Okay," Bu Ji was overjoyed when he heard this: "That's a deal!"
…
Cultivation has no time.
Nearly a year has passed since Buji, a villager in the secret world, ignored the rules of each village and studied the way of spiritual practice.
…
In a small secret world.
As two white lights flashed past, Cheng Sheng, who was wearing a white Yin Yang Tai Chi fish robe, and Huang Ye, who was wearing a purple and black robe, appeared out of thin air at the entrance to Village No. 163.
"Fellow Taoist, you must have felt it, right?"
Village entrance.
As soon as Huang Ye appeared, he frowned, looked around and said, "In this small world, there is a strong and substantial 'sacrifice emotion' everywhere."
"really."
Chengshuo nodded and said: "With such a strong 'sacrifice emotion', I think this small world should be the place where the indescribable derivative 'spiritual root', also known as 'thorn ball', is cultivated!"
"Just because the 'sacrifice sentiment' is so strong here, it means that the pollution here must also be extremely serious."
"And if a place is seriously polluted, it will be easier to attract local unknown creatures to take a look." At this point, Cheng Sheng became cautious and careful: "Didn't I tell my Taoist friends before that I invaded from other planets? The 'intruder' to Bai Qiuxing."
"As an intruder, I cannot use the power in my body at will in a place where unspeakable creatures exist."
"Otherwise, it will attract the attention of unspeakable creatures."
"Fellow Daoist is a native of Bai Qiu Xing, not an intruder. He will not receive any extra attention from nameless creatures."
"So if you encounter any trouble in the small world, you can only rely on fellow Taoists for everything."
"No." Huang Ye put his hand on his forehead and said, "Because I borrowed someone else's 'totem' to break through to the God Transformation stage, my own consciousness was damaged. In addition, I am only a monk in the early stage of God Transformation. My friend is already in the late stage of spiritual transformation, so my spiritual consciousness is far less powerful than my fellow Taoist."
"After I came to this small world, I just stood there for a short while, and I already felt that my mental state was a little abnormal."
"The pollution of this small world is eroding my mental state little by little."
After realizing that there was something abnormal about himself, Huang Ye had the idea of leaving this place: "Fellow Taoist, this place is very weird. The secret about the derivative 'spiritual root' is important, but no matter how important the secret is, it is It’s not as good as your life or mine, so why don’t we leave here first, and then come back to explore when we think of ways to combat pollution.”
"Don't worry yet." Chengshuo didn't rush to respond, but just looked towards Village No. 163.
Seeing that the villagers in Village No. 163, although all of them looked weird, with countless disgusting pieces of flesh covering their bodies, and their eyes were hollow and without eyeballs, they could talk and laugh like ordinary people. He said, "Although in this small world, The pollution is serious, but the villagers here seem to be used to this pollution."
Chengshuo stared at the monster-like villagers and said, "I used to live in a place called 'Sacred Tree Village' for a long time."
"Like here, Shenshu Village has also been severely polluted by unspeakable creatures."
"In order to adapt to this pollution, the villagers of Shenshu Village have also mutated."
"After the mutation, the villagers will be able to remain normal most of the time when they are awake. Except for their strange appearance and monster-like appearance, their minds are basically the same as ordinary people."
After hearing what Chenghuo said, Huang Ye was a little confused.
He took advantage of the situation and said: "So what fellow Taoist means is"
Cheng Huo said: "Since the bodies of the villagers in this small world have adapted to the pollution here, we can take away their bodies."
"The purpose of taking my body is to avoid attention from the local unspeakable creatures."
"And Taoist friends can use the body to resist the pollution here."
"In this way, we can walk freely in this small world."
"Seize the body?" Huang Ye followed: "This is indeed a good method, but it's a pity that I don't have the method to seize other people's bodies. I don't know."
After saying this, Huang Ye looked at Chenghuo eagerly, his meaning self-evident.
"Ha," Chengshuo smiled upon seeing this, and immediately took out a jade slip engraved with the "Insect Dream" technique from the space gem in his chest.
He threw the jade slip to Huang Ye and explained: "This technique is called "Insect Dream", and its creative inspiration comes from the indescribable creature 'Insect'."
"With this technique, practitioners can invade other people's dreams and then seize them."
"I was able to devour countless souls from the early stage of divine transformation to the late stage of divine transformation because of this technique."
"Thank you, fellow Taoist!" Huang Ye, who had obtained the "Insect Dream" technique, was overjoyed when he heard this. He immediately put the jade slip on his forehead and studied its mystery.
at the same time.
In front of Huang Ye, Cheng Sheng performed the "Insect Dream" technique and searched for a suitable body within a ten-mile radius.
While looking for the body, he explained to Huang Ye: "In order to better control the body that was taken away, when I choose the body, it is best to choose the one that has just died, or the one that is the only one left. In one breath, the target is already in a dying state."
"This kind of person's soul is the weakest and most suitable for being taken away."
At the entrance of village No. 163.
Chengshuo said, suddenly feeling something, and said happily: "Yes. Underground in Village No. 163, there is a dungeon holding more than ten people."
"There are also talismans posted at the entrance and exit of the dungeon, which prevent the imprisoned people from entering and exiting. It looks like the work of a monk."
"However, it may be because I thought it was just a group of mortals being imprisoned, so the entrance and exit of the dungeon were only posted with a talisman, and there were no monks to guard it."
Cheng Sheng looked at Huang Ye, who was meditating on the "Insect Dream" technique, and said, "Fellow Taoist, I will choose a body and take it away first. You just have to watch it."
When Huang Ye heard this, he hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, please enlighten me!"
There is no need to say more about survival.
He released his spiritual consciousness in his body, and his whole person entered a mysterious and mysterious state: he seemed to be sleeping soundly, but with his eyes open, it was obvious that he was still awake.
Huang Ye also followed suit and quickly entered that mysterious and mysterious state.
At the same time.
Underground in Village No. 163.
Buji, a villager from Village No. 163 who had his bones pierced by an iron chain and was locked in a dungeon, twitched several times.
"Lord Bu!"
Seeing his body twitching, a follower who was also imprisoned in the dungeon and practiced with Bu Ji quickly reminded him: "Lord Bu seems to be awake!"
As soon as these words came out, all the followers moved towards Bu Ji.
Lean less.
A mysterious and mysterious aura spread from Buji's body.
The followers who felt this powerful aura were shaken away by it.
Bu Ji also opened his eyes at this moment.
In the dungeon.
Huang Ye, who successfully took away Buji's body, did not rush to speak, but quietly observed the followers around him.
He is looking for someone who has the same success in seizing the body.
(End of chapter)
