The fairy sound is around.

One vision after another is constantly being generated.

In the broken stone wall, there are golden iron chains shuttling out, aiming at the mural, as if it were a real person.

"And I..."

"It shouldn't matter..."

"Don't mess with me."

"I'm just passing by."

Wang Qiusheng spoke with a trill, and even more sneakily leaned towards the corner.

But coincidentally, an iron chain actually went around and did not bind the mural, but tied Wang Qiusheng up and hung him in the belly of the mountain.

The rest of the iron chains are like sharp blades, inserted into the stone wall, looking at the position, just locking the limbs of the 'human' in the mural.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The mountainside gradually returned to quiet.

Only the fairy sound continues.

Wang Qiusheng gradually became a little muddy under the constraints of this iron chain.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but the power of the immortal spirit in the mountain's belly suddenly became particularly strong.

The main thing is that the mural, which is very calm, is struggling violently at this moment.

Even Wang Qiusheng himself heard a very clear bell echoing in the void, and his brain ached.

It's as if the fairy is calling.

Not just to call, but to whisper in your ear.

You can't resist it.

“……”

"It has nothing to do with me..."

"Let me go..."

Wang Qiusheng was still wailing in despair, and his voice was very weak.

Unfortunately, no one responded.

Only the person on the mural seemed to be completely alive, constantly struggling, as if he was very angry.

The chains nailed to the mural were even more straight at this moment, and the cracks in the Dao could be faintly seen.

It seems that some people can't suppress the person on the mural, and the chains that originally bound Wang Qiusheng decisively chose to give up this waste and besiege the mural instead.

Caught off guard, Wang Qiusheng fell from mid-air and fell heavily to the ground.

But he suddenly stopped wailing, endured the great pain, turned suddenly, and ran in the direction of the mouth of the cave.

It's just that as soon as he walked to the entrance of the cave, he was bounced back by the invisible prohibition.

Wang Qiusheng staggered up, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and looked around, his heart full of uneasiness.

Especially with the movement of the mural, Wang Qiusheng felt like a terrifying god was quietly revived.

And at the other end of the chain, there is also a terrifying being who restrains him.

It's like...

Tug-of-war.

Sadly, Wang Qiusheng is like that rope.

No matter what the result of the tug-of-war is, there is a high probability that his rope will be scrapped.

Especially with the stirring of the heavenly court bell, Wang Qiusheng's head became more and more painful.

is already on the verge of being unconscious at any moment.

He was sure.

As long as he continues to delay in this mountainside, just the aftermath of the two parties can shock him into powder.

But the question now is...

He can't get out...

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break that ban.

is like a guinea pig stored in a glass box, and the fate that awaits him in the end can only be slaughtered.

Under the pressure of terror, Wang Qiusheng gradually lost his strength.

He fell to the ground exhausted, looking over his head in despair, his vision blurring.

And in his dying memory, the man on the mural seemed to be angry from the stone wall... Walked out.

A terrifying beam of light directly toppled the mountain, reaching straight into the sky.

The chains trembled, rushing madly towards the man, dragging him and pulling him little by little...

Drag back to the stone wall.

Faintly, there seemed to be a voice echoing in midair.

"Huh?"

"I was borrowed by other immortals..."

"That's how it goes."

"Hahaha!"

Heroic laughter echoed.

And this is also Wang Qiusheng's last memory.

After that, his mind was always in a state of chaos.

I just feel a lot of pain in my body.

It was as if someone was mobilizing all the functions of his body.

Especially at the end, I felt that both arms were completely unconscious, and even the blood had evaporated.

Thirsty...

Special thirst...

Thankfully, a vulture seemed to be beside him.

Wang Qiusheng brewed for half an hour before he used his only strength to swallow the vulture's blood and barely recovered.

Thinking back to everything he had in the belly of the mountain before, he couldn't help but feel like he was in a different world.

Especially the long-lost sun, which made him feel very down-to-earth.

"I..."

"Isn't there a trouble..."

After a long time, Wang Qiusheng barely recovered some strength, got up, looked at the mess behind him, and muttered to himself.

Chains, stone walls...

It's as if it never happened.

"Huh?"

"My body..."

Wang Qiusheng suddenly reacted to something, carefully comprehended his body, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"The meridians are expanding more generously!"

"Although the body is depleted, the connection with the power of the fairy spirit is closer..."

"As long as I recover from my injury, my strength will be stronger than before!"

"Sure enough, this was my chance."

Wang Qiusheng became agitated and burst into tears.

It's as if just because of gambling, bankrupt, and when I was about to jump off the building, I accidentally discovered...

The lottery has won!

Not only did it pay off, but it also made a lot of extra money.

This sense of happiness is unprecedented.

"All this suffering is nothing but God-given torture for me."

"In the future..."

"I will definitely climb to the top step by step and resolutely."

"Align with the sky!"

"No one in the world knows me..."

"Wang Qiusheng!"

He muttered to himself, as if to brainwash himself, and as the voice fell, he staggered out of the ruins, shuttling through the jungle in embarrassment, and finally slowly disappeared.

It was only a moment later that a scream of pain came from within the jungle: "What about my blessings??? ”

"Where's the object of my blessing?"

"Such a strong Buddha!"

"I..."

"I'm now..."

"It's only the power of fairies... Mortal? ”

"Ah!!h

The screams echoed in the forest.

One by one, the birds flew out of the jungle as if frightened.

The voice of pain...

It's like tears for the listener.

……

Meanwhile.

Somewhere at the bottom of the lake.

A man immersed in the mud and sand, letting the swimming fish pass by, quietly opened his eyes.

His eyes were cloudy and glazed.

But the spiritual power in the lake water was frantically pouring into his body at this moment.

Including the swimming fish passing by, he was also subconsciously grabbed by him and bit down.

Blood rippled in the water of the lake and was quickly washed away.

The man, on the other hand, relied on his intuition, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, digesting the power of the fairy in his body.

The originally emaciated body was filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The water ripples.

His body moved with the waves.

Suddenly, you could see that in the dirt, there were iron chains buried and tied to his ankles.