The sudden appearance of Teng Shu, as well as the Heluo vision that appeared when he launched the Hetu Luo Book, all the clues point to one person, that is, the "Witch Mother", the ancestor of witchcraft, and the existence that all the Xiuzhen sects in Danding Xuanqing and even in this world are afraid of.

"This matter is not just a matter of Hetu Luoshu, but it is related to the safety of the whole world, the stakes are very important, you can't act rashly, you go back first, I will sneak in first, wait for the news, and wait for the opportunity to move."

"This ......" Hu Quan and Ling Guiyan were about to dissuade them, but when they saw Yu Linzi standing up and looking at the mountain people who were rushing to the scene below, a small path led straight to the deepest part of the village, and the fog on both sides was extremely strange.

"In the current situation, you can't help, for the sake of the teacher, I will travel lightly, maybe I can still be saved, at least I can get out of the way."

As soon as these words came out, the two disciples no longer dissuaded, after all, in terms of cultivation, Yulin Zhenren was above them, and even above their master, unfathomable.

"Then let's go back and report to the head of the house truthfully." Ling Guiyan said.

"Well, let's go now, Edgeworth will go, and you can't stop halfway." Yu Linzi looked out the window, waved his hand, and said.

Hu Quan and Ling Guiyan said a brief goodbye to Yulin, and then went out and disappeared into the crowd.

Wait until the two of them are gone, disarm the costume change, and Edgeworth leaves.

Yulin, who watched all this, drank the last cup of tea, threw a few copper plates on the table, walked out of the stilted building, and slowly walked out of the village along the road out of the village.

The Great Barren Mountain is not barren, but inaccessible. There are many poisonous insects and beasts here, and the living environment is extremely harsh. Only near the edge of the lake and stream, there are scattered tribes gathered, each doing their own thing, without interfering with each other. On the fifteenth day of the new year, people from these tribes gather in Jersey Village to exchange some goods, and only then do there be some simple exchanges between the tribes.

After countless years of development, in order to resist the harsh environment of the outside world and the invasion of bandits, some special spells and prohibitions have been developed among various tribes, which are called witchcraft by the outside world. The functions and principles of witchcraft are extremely complex, not compared to those exercises that require dozens or hundreds of years of practice, but through some seemingly simple materials and means, special effects can be achieved.

For example, all kinds of Gu worm techniques can be poisonous and invisible, making people want to vomit and diarrhea, life is worse than death, and besides, except for Shi Gu himself, there is no medicine that can solve it. There is also Teng Shu to manipulate the dead, which is even more contrary to human ethics and extremely evil. In short, each tribe has its own witchcraft, which is used to defend against foreign enemies, or to act as a little deterrent.

It is precisely because of the selvery communication between the tribes, and the fact that they all have their own witchcraft constraints, that they will form a situation of peace and harmony. This situation lasted for hundreds of years, until the emergence of a person broke this balance.

That is the mother of witchcraft, which is also known as the "witch mother" in the outside world, and there are many fights in it. Among them, the Buddha and the Taoist witch, I don't know how many times there have been large and small battles, although each time the "witch mother" side was defeated, but at the same time, it also made the two Buddhas and Taoists greatly injured.

Tengshu, that is, the technique used to control the dead, as far as Yulin knows, only the "witch mother" can do this kind of witchcraft. But in the battle of Wudao back then, I saw the witch mother die under the five thunders, and now the Teng Shu that appeared inexplicably is difficult to explain.

"Maybe the Witch Mother has another heir, or maybe the Witch Mother used the power of the Hetu Luo Book to resurrect it." This may be the only plausible explanation right now. Yulinzi, who was on the way, took a wooden stick, pretended to be a fisherman, and walked all the way to the deepest part of the dense forest.

At first, there are some trails that converge, but the deeper you go, the more pathless you get, and finally you have to go up the first-class stream, hoping to reach the deepest part of the swamp, where you can look for some clues.

Of course, it's not impossible for Edgeworth to fly by, but it's inevitable that it's too ostentatious, if it's the witch mother alive, there will definitely be some totem prohibitions along the way, and in order to avoid being discovered, you also need to hide your breath as much as possible on the road, so that the breath is the same as that of ordinary people, so the speed of the journey is much slower.

The stream that flows out of the swamp is dark black, and there are no fish in it, only countless leeches and blood-sucking bloodworms, and palm-sized toads wandering and jumping in the stream, emitting a foul smell.

Along the winding creek all the way to the west, at dawn, it is also counted as the edge of Nanze, and it is not possible to continue to march at the moment, temporarily disguise itself, and wait for the opportunity to move. Yu Linzi observed the surroundings and saw a big tree, more than ten meters high, he flew up and launched the cocoon attachment technique, using leaves and branches as cocoons, wrapping himself, leaving only a small hole for breathing, so as to observe the outside.

In addition to camouflage, the cocoon technique is also used to conceal the aura of the cultivator, and it is a common technique used in retreat practice. If the surroundings allow it, it can also be disguised as stones, trees, and the like.

Yulin is in a high place, and Nan Ze can see it clearly, although the sky is dark, there is only a waning moon, but it is difficult to stop Yulin, the cultivator sees the six roads with his eyes and listens to the eight directions, not to mention the person who cultivates like Yulin. As long as there is a small hole, with a trace of moonlight, you can see the whole Nanze clearly.

A closer look shows that there are a lot of dead tree totems around Nanze, and the totem patterns emit a glowing green light under the illumination of the moonlight. Although Yulin is not sure what these totems do, if he has triggered some kind of mechanism in the past, the consequences are difficult to predict.

The more I got into the night, the more strange I felt about it, and there was a little movement under the trees, as if there were people or animals moving, and there were more and more of them.

Isn't it Yulin's real person who was discovered? Yulin himself thought the same thing, just about to break free from the cocoon and prepare to do a big job.

Xin Qi was not so impulsive, and the voice coming from below was not because he had found him, but stopped under the tree, waiting for some kind of command.

Yulinzi was in the cocoon, and he only opened a hole directly in front of him, so his vision was only facing the front, and he couldn't see what was underneath. After calming down his mood, Yulin gently opened a hole under the cocoon, and looked down the hole, his eyes widened in shock.

Hundreds of dead people lined up below, all shaking their heads and looking at the deepest part of the swamp, as if guided by some kind of guidance.

This feeling, déjà vu, is as if it were a hundred years ago, full of oppression.

The ranks of these dead people gradually expanded, some of the dead bodies had been dead for a long time, the skin and flesh on their bodies had long since decayed, and only bones remained in their bodies and heads, and some corpses with their whole bodies intact, at a glance, they knew that they had only been dead for a long time, except for the green light flashing in their eyes, they were no different from the living.

As more and more dead people came over, the black pressure underneath was a piece, the roars, bone crashes, and vomiting sounds, and the occasional unlucky toad jumped over, and after being found by the dead, they swarmed up, and several of them tore the toad to pieces together, and then stuffed it into their respective mouths.

If it were a living person, such a tragic situation would be unimaginable.

Obviously, the people who controlled the corpses didn't want to use them to kill, at least not yet. If you use these dead corpses below to kill people, I am afraid that Changsu Chengdu will not be able to withstand one night, and the city will soon be full of corpses.

"Woo......" A horn sounded in the middle of the swamp, low and long. Hearing the call, the dead men jerked their heads up, and staggered toward the deepest part of the swamp, step by step.

Yulin looked for prestige, and a building floated in the middle of the swamp, like a bird's nest woven by countless trees and vines, still dripping with water. There were three people standing on it, all wearing masks, and they couldn't see their real appearances, and they didn't know if they were men or women.

The man in the middle blew his horn, and with a long low sound, the controlled corpses walked into the water, making countless splashes along the swamp. The swamp is large, the water is not deep, but the silt is very deep. As they walked, the corpses sank into the mud until they were gone.

In an instant, thousands of corpses, under the guidance of the trumpeter, all fell into the mud. It's like these dead people never came, disappearing without a trace.

The alien in the middle, from a distance, only felt extremely weird, he was holding a cane, the crutches were covered with various totems and runes, flashing strange lights, some of which were similar to Taoist runes, as if they were using the power of witches and Taoists to complete some kind of ritual.

Two people next to him, with their hands folded, present a natural Zen gesture. Soon, the two people next to him offered a swastika and imposed it on the man's crutches. I saw that the crutch was full of true qi, and the light shining from the rune totem became stronger and stronger, and finally, all the power gathered on a tortoise shell at the top of the crutch.

"Hetu Luoshu." Yulin exclaimed.

It turns out that something that has been looking for so many years suddenly appears today, and I can't help but feel a little surprised. But how to explain the Buddhist swastika recipe? And the runes of the Taoists. It's full of unexplainable things.

Gathering the power of the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Wu, and finally through the strengthening or change of the Hetuluo book, the strange words left in the water began to unfold along the center, circle by circle, in a circle, in a circle, and accompanied by green light, the entire swamp was printed transparently.

Under the light, the heads and dead people kept wriggling in the mud, like repelling insects, and they were extremely disgusting. It seems to be absorbing this certain power, which is very useful.

Yulin stared at the man with the cane, calculating his chances of winning. Not to mention whether the person who activated the swasshka magic technique can deal with it, that crutch alone is difficult for him to parry.

This is not a question of whether you can grab the Hetuluo book at all, but whether you can escape.