Priest Mu De nodded and shook his head, becoming a little nervous.
Su Mo looked at a wall and always felt that this white wall was a bit awkward in this place, as if it shouldn't be in this position...
Su Mo pointed to the white wall in front of him: "Let's go over and take a look. There's something wrong with this wall."
Mu De and Zhixuan nodded, and moved carefully toward the white wall close to each other.
When the three people walked in front of the white wall, the white wall automatically moved aside, revealing the scenery behind the white wall...
This white wall is indeed an agency door.
A deep secret passage appeared in front of the three people, and a strong bloody aura hit their faces.
"The richness of this blood energy..." Mu De and Zhixuan looked at each other, and a strange feeling of shock and uneasiness came to their hearts.
The secret passage goes all the way down, and you can't see the bottom... Only a slight cool breeze mixed with blood blows out.
The strange voice next to Su Mo's ear seemed to be clearer...
That kind of weird sound that sounds like crying but not crying, like smiling but not smiling.
"Did you hear anything?" Su Mo turned to look at the two of them and asked.
"What's the sound?" the monk asked, puzzled.
Su Mo turned his head and looked at the dim secret passage. There were scattered candle lights on both sides of the secret passage, which led directly to the ground.
"A woman's voice that sounds like crying but not crying, and sounds like smiling but not laughing." Su Mo said.
Mu De's scalp was numb: "Are you sure?"
Su Mo nodded.
Mu De and Zhixuan looked at each other.
"Why didn't we hear it?" Monk Zhixuan asked strangely.
Taoist priest Mu De laughed dryly: "Are we two too strong in yang energy? Don't unclean things dare to come near us?"
Zhixuan looked at Su Mo's delicate face and somewhat agreed... I am a Buddhist who shines brightly and is naturally full of yang energy. This Su Mo is too delicate, and at first glance, he doesn't have strong yang energy.
"Why do I feel that the ominous feeling is getting stronger and stronger?" Zhixuan looked at the secret passage and said a little uneasily.
"Second the proposal!" Taoist priest Mu De agreed.
Su Mo walked towards the secret passage and said to the two people behind him: "You guys retreat first, I'll go down and take a look."
The secret passage leads diagonally underground, and the smell of blood is mixed with the moist ground wind, smelling a bit rotten.
Su Mo moved forward carefully in the dim secret passage. The strange voice beside his ears was like a magic barrier, guiding him down...
Seeing Su Mo disappear into the secret passage, Monk Zhixuan glanced at Mu De: "Amitabha...are you scared?"
"Of course I'm not afraid!" Mu De refused to admit it.
Zhixuan held the staff and walked towards the secret passage: "If you are scared, retreat first, and the poor monk will follow Benefactor Su down to have a look."
"You're the one who's afraid! If you're not afraid of a mortal or a dead bald donkey, how could I be afraid?" Mu De was furious and followed him.
A gust of dark wind blew out from the secret passage, and Mu De couldn't help but shudder, feeling filled with grief and anger... This damn involution!
The secret passage leads all the way underground, and the further down you go, the colder it gets.
The strange voice next to my ears became clearer and clearer. The voice was ethereal, distant and profound, like a voice from outside the world.
Finally, Su Mo came out of the underground passage, and what he saw was a huge underground cavity.
"Amitabha." The monk and Taoist priest also came out of the secret passage. Looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly lost his mind.
"Wuliang...his grandma is a god!" Mu De closed his eyes in mourning.
In the huge underground cavity, corpses hung on the four walls, and fresh or dried blood flowed into a pool in the middle of the cavity.
The human blood left on the four walls gathered into a blood pool...
Red blood surged in the blood pool, and the dark wind blew through the ground, rolling up traces of blood mist that lingered in the air.
A huge copper tripod stands on an isolated island above the blood pool.
There is a suspended single-plank bridge in the secret passage leading directly to the Blood Pond Island.
The dark red brilliance of the bronze cauldron on the isolated island in the blood pool surged, and a red pill was suspended in the void, constantly rotating, absorbing the blood mist from the blood pool...
The three of them suddenly turned red-eyed when they looked at the countless corpses on the four walls.
Among the corpses...
There is an old man who is very old...
There are innocent and ignorant young children…
A strong and vigorous man...
There is a girl in her prime...
And the infant baby...
Each and every living person was killed and hung on the stone walls like livestock!
"That's..." The monk murmured as he looked at the red pill floating in the void on the blood pool.
"Blood Pill!" Mu De's eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth.
Su Mo turned around blankly, looked at the monk and Taoist priest and asked in a low voice: "What is the use of the blood pill?"
"The blood pill can restore people's vitality and vitality, and restore the power of their souls. The most important thing is... the blood pill can allow ordinary people to directly break through the foundation and enter the Tao!" The Taoist priest was silent for a moment and then spoke.
The Taoist priest looked around and then continued: "For some reason, this place has extremely heavy yin energy. It is a very dangerous place. Someone discovered this place and used the extremely yin energy here to refine blood pills."
"In order to... enter the Tao."
Entering the Tao...
Entering the Tao again...
"Hahahaha..." Su Mo laughed, looking crazy, "In order to enter Taoism and practice? Use mortal lives to refine blood pills!"
"Cultivation to immortality, cultivation to immortality...Cultivation to immortality again! Is human life really like a piece of grass?" Su Mo smiled and shed tears. biquge.biz
The mournful voice echoed in the empty space, awakening an innocent soul.
Monk Zhixuan and Taoist priest Mu De fell silent.
They themselves come from the Immortal Cultivation Sect. Although they do not use such bloody methods, they have also seen many other chaos.
Cultivation of immortality...is a process of competing with the world for resources.
This is a disease of this world!
"In order to build the foundation and protect the Tao, we also need to refine blood pills to enter the Tao." Taoist priest Mu De said: "It seems that he is a child of a noble family who wants to practice, but can't enter the Tao!"
"Cultivation...becoming a Taoist..." Su Mo looked around at a loss, with a depressed expression: "Why does everyone want to become a Taoist and practice?"
Monk Zhixuan seemed to notice something was wrong with Su Mo's state in front of him, but he was not familiar with him after all, so he didn't know what he was thinking.
How could he have known that Su Mo was grieving the pain of being forgotten all over the world, and how could he have known how shocked people from that civilized country would be when they saw this scene.
"If one person gets it, chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven..." Mu De said, "Only by cultivating immortals can you have the right to speak, only by cultivating immortals can you live forever, and only by cultivating immortals can you see the true appearance of this world."
Su Mo was silent, a raging fire ignited from the bottom of his heart, as if something was sprouting.
The weird crying-laughing voice next to his ears was no longer ethereal, but seemed to be coming closer, turning into a substantive word that sounded in Su Mo's mind, like an invisible person lying on Su Mo's shoulder and facing Su Mo. Mo Er Er whispered quietly...
"Kekeke...kekeke..." An extremely strange and mysterious female voice came into Su Mo's mind, "Little brat... you seem to be very angry!"
"What are you angry about?"
"Can't you get used to this beautiful scenery?"
"Want to avenge these wronged souls?"
"Please...please me, I can help you..."
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