What are the hidden dangers of the Demon Pill cultivation method? Zhu An didn't elaborate on them one by one, it seems to be another taboo topic.

Anyway, after the gong was dispersed, Marimaru was no longer entangled, turned around and drilled back to the depths of the North Mountain, found a place to hide, and began to ponder the pure body refining method of this human race.

It actually has no bottom in its heart, the panda that cultivates the human race's body refining method, it should be the only one in the world, what if it fails in the end?

But it's all come to this, you have to give it a try.

"Maybe it will make me grow up faster."

There is nothing more important than growing up, and Marimaru left all his worries behind and immediately began to cultivate.

A small storm ended, and the north mountain returned to tranquility.

Red Fox Red Cloud curled up under the willow tree, covering his head with his big fluffy tail, still sleeping deeply, and the screams of Fang Cai Maru did not wake it.

In the scars of the wicker whipping, wisps of grass and tree essence are penetrating under the skin, like spring breeze and rain, blending into every inch of flesh and blood, turning decay into magic.

Foxes perched under the trees, and the tips of the birds chirped.

In a hidden cave, Panda Pill sat cross-legged on the ground, tilting his head, putting his paws on his cheeks, frowning and thinking about the trick of refining his body.

Suddenly, I turned my head to see that the wicker outside the cave entrance was clinging, gently swaying in the breeze.

This scene seems to be familiar, it seems to have returned to its childhood, hiding alone in a cave, waiting for its mother to remove the layers of wicker and return with fragrant spiritual fruits.

Marimaru patted his bulging white belly and said happily, "I can eat enough now." ”

In the depths of the mountain, there is a bamboo shadow sparse, silent.

A big-tailed chestnut squirrel poked its head out of a branch, looked left and right, and found no sign of a panda, so it cast its eyes on the willow forest in front of it.

It stared at the verdant bamboo leaves hanging in the air, confused, and a little eager to try.

The clouds and mist gradually rose, and the white expanse gradually enveloped the entire North Mountain.

……

"Something is wrong!"

"Where's the village chief?"

A shout rang out at the entrance of the village, hurried and abrupt.

The young men who had gone out to sell medicinal herbs had returned early, but there were only two of them, their faces muddy and sweaty, and their clothes were tattered and full of scratches.

"The gates of the city were suddenly closed, and no one was allowed to enter or leave, saying that the identity of everyone in the city was to be strictly investigated."

"We were buying seeds in villages outside the city so we could run back, and everyone else was trapped."

The old village chief was very surprised when he heard this, "Except for the attack of the demon clan, Guangping has never closed the city, what happened?" ”

The two of them shook their heads blankly.

To the east of Beishan, more than 500 miles away, across the vast hills and wasteland, stands an ancient city three zhang high.

That is the main Terran settlement in the vicinity - Quang Binh City.

Guangping is located in the corner of the Terran sphere of influence, surrounded by barren mountains and mountains, often infested with wild beasts, and farther away, it will enter the area of demon activities.

Therefore, the people here either lived in the city or near the city walls, so that they could take refuge in the city at any time.

Like Beishan Village, hundreds of people are in the deep mountains and old forests, which is extremely rare, and it will even cause a sensation when it spreads.

But for thousands of years, no one has discovered this hidden village.

The villagers knew this, and they also paid attention when they went out, and when someone asked, they claimed that they were local medicine farmers in Quang Binh, but they often went into the mountains to collect medicines, so their whereabouts were uncertain.

Guangping City has a permanent population of more than 100,000, and there are still people in contact with the neighboring cities, and the medicine farmers of the second and third decades will naturally not attract any attention.

But this time, things are not good.

The lockdown of the city and the identification of the entire city meant that it was impossible to get through the confusion - the villagers were equivalent to "black households", without any identity credentials and no neighbors to help identify them.

Now if I go to make some temporary connections, I'm afraid it's too late, maybe you won't even be able to enter the city gate.

And once they are targeted by the City Lord's Mansion, can those twenty or so young men guarantee their own safety? Can you withstand the pressure and keep your mouth shut?

This is exactly what the old village chief was worried about.

"The existence of our village cannot be known to outsiders, this is the ancestral teaching, and it is also the will of Lord Shenzhu." He coughed and expressed his determination.

According to the village chronicles, the ancestors of Beishan Village originally lived in the city just like ordinary people.

But in the early years, the human race was still very weak, and once it was invaded by demon beasts, the city gate was broken, and a group of people fled into the mountains and were rescued by Shenzhu.

In order to repay the kindness, these people stayed in Beishan to build a village and worship Shenzhu for generations.

Shenzhu also shelters Beishan Village and protects the villagers from demon beasts.

For a long time, the situation of the human race was worrying, but Beishan Village was peaceful and peaceful, all because of the work of Shenzhu.

In recent years, the human race has gradually risen, and the precarious life is gone, perhaps the existence of Beishan Village has lost its meaning, and it is just as safe to live in Quang Binh City.

But as long as the bamboo of Beishan does not give a will, the old village chief will never betray his promise and lead the villagers to move away from Beishan.

Zhu'an does not restrict the freedom of the villagers, and those who are eager to leave have already made an oath in the sacrificial hall to forget everything, and the village chief will also use silver money to help solve the problem of identity, so that these people can completely integrate into the outside world.

Therefore, the people who remain in the village today are all firm in their faith.

At this moment, when they heard the words of the old village chief, they all nodded in agreement.

Everyone understands that Shenzhu wants to keep a low profile and doesn't want to be known by the outside world, otherwise it would have been famous all over the world.

So, be sure to do everything in your power to keep the village's secrets.

After some discussion, a group of villagers with experience in going out urgently set off to inquire about the news around Quang Binh.

also brought the money accumulated in the village to see if he could open the door and rescue the trapped young man.

The rest of the villagers set up obstacles on the way back to the village, tried to block them, and prepared weapons such as bows and arrows and spears in case the worst happened.

The old village chief knelt in the sacrificial hall with the old, weak, sick and disabled who could not work, and whispered to report this incident, hoping to get the will of Shenzhu.

It's a pity that after kneeling for a long time, there is only green smoke curling in the sacrificial hall, and no vision occurs.

"Everything we do, Shenzhu sees in our eyes."

The old village chief got up slowly, his face was as usual, and he didn't feel anxious, "If Shenzhu didn't intervene, it means that the problem is not big." ”

With that, he walked tremblingly to the outside of the village on crutches to personally supervise the arrangement of the barricades.

A ten-year-old boy named Xiao Fei was still kneeling in the sacrificial hall, his eyes were red, and he kowtowed heavily to the bamboo leaves.

There was a muffled bang, which startled the people around him.

"Lord Shenzhu, my father must not have an accident." He rubbed his reddened forehead and whispered.

"If you have any needs, just tell me to do whatever I want, I can do it, there is no other thing!"

After that, he looked up with anticipation, hoping that like the last time he was in the mountains, the bamboo of the North Mountain would fall from the sky and save everyone.

It's a pity that this time, there is no blue shadow coming.

Xiao Fei was a little lost.

A silver-haired old woman who was in charge of cleaning the sacrificial hall also knelt beside her, looked at everything in her eyes, smiled dumbly, and touched Xiaofei's head.

"Silly boy, it's not like this, it's not that if you kowtow, Shenzhu has to do something for you."

"It is disrespectful to take for the sake of taking."

"You have to believe that Shenzhu will definitely treat you well, and Shenzhu has never treated this village badly."

"What you should do is to be honest with Shenzhu, and then live a good life and wait for the arrangement he gives you."

"Wait...... Xiao Fei couldn't fully understand these words, and was a little hesitant, "Can you wait?" ”

The silver-haired old woman had kind eyebrows and a smile on the corner of her mouth, staring at the withered yellow leaves on the incense case that had been left for an unknown number of years.

"Of course, everybody can wait."