After getting rid of Black Hawk, Wang Lung didn't continue to explore other villages, he needed to take a break.

The density of the aura in the Underground World Realm is very thin, Wang Lung has to hurry up to recover in order to maintain a good physical condition, time is precious to him, in order to deal with all kinds of unknown dangers, he must keep himself vigilant at all times.

Four hours later, Wang Lung woke up from his cultivation state, he did not recover to the most perfect state, only recovered to seventy percent, no way, there is too little aura here, it is already very good to have such an effect.

According to his own estimates, it was midnight, and people had fallen asleep during this time, and everyone needed to rest after a busy day, but Wang Lung felt that this was the most beneficial time for him.

The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, although there is no moon in the underground world, and he doesn't want to kill, but it is the best time to spy covertly, while the villagers are sleeping, Wang Lung wants to bypass the outer villages and enter the interior to see.

Wang Lung had already found seven villages, and he had not seen any food except for a bunch of unfriendly villagers, and now Wang Lung wanted to test his guess so that he could prepare for the next step of his plan.

I didn't find any food source for a day, and all the villagers I saw were cultivators, Wang Lung knew that becoming a real cultivator could open the valley without drinking or eating, but he was not, Wang Lung still had to provide energy for his body by eating.

If there is no grain cultivation on the outskirts, don't the villagers here produce anything? Even if they don't eat or drink, what kind of tribute do they use to worship the gods?

Before he met the first brother, Wang Lung never had to worry about eating, even in the hardest days in Jinan, he was never hungry, but now? Qing'er and Xue Jiao were not around, and the life and death of the two brothers were uncertain, and there was no food on them. When he was looking for the old urchin, he had starved to death and was half dead, and Wang Lung didn't want to go through that torture again.

Turning his neck, Wang Lung looked around, there was a village in front of him, this place was tentatively named No. 8, more than a dozen buildings. They were still relatively close to Bo Ji, carefully sketching out the nearby terrain area in their minds, Wang Lung didn't consider this place for the time being, his target was the interior of the Underground World Realm.

Moving slowly to the left, Wang Lung was afraid that his whereabouts would be discovered, and when Village No. 8 disappeared from sight, Wang Lung continued to move forward, his speed was not fast, and he tried to keep moving at a uniform speed while not being discovered.

Village Eight has been bypassed. About thirty kilometers deep into the interior of the Underground Realm, it was still bare, with no imaginary fields and forests, let alone rivers or ponds.

Wang Lung squatted on the ground, reached out and grabbed a little dirt from the ground, gently stroked it with two fingers, and put it under his nose and sniffed it.

The composition of the soil is not clear, but it should be possible to grow crops. There is no pungent taste, no stickiness or looseness. The amount of water is not too much, and although it is not suitable for growing paddy fields, some drought-tolerant crops can still survive.

Looking at the unchanged underground realm, Wang Lung began to worry in his heart, and the hesitation in his heart was only for a moment, and his emotions began to be bored again. Dysphoria.

After taking three or four deep breaths in a row, Wang Lung kept his mood as calm as possible, and only then did he go thirty kilometers deeper, and there were still more than two hundred kilometers away from the temple at the center point, what was there on the way. He couldn't guess.

After continuing to move forward and traveling more than 20 kilometers, he found a village in the right front of Wang Lung's body, which was relatively large, at least twice the size of Pozi's village, close to more than 40 buildings, which was the largest village that Wang Lung had discovered so far.

Noting the location and structure of the village in his heart again, Wang Lung slowly walked around the same time as last time.

Eighty kilometers away, another village, there are more villagers here, and the buildings are also strange.

One hundred and ten kilometers, Wang Lung saw two adjacent villages, although there was a gap of three or four kilometers between the villages, but their architectural styles were completely different, Wang Lung was between the two villages and could see their outlines, fortunately not found.

One hundred and thirty kilometers, the villages here are already very dense, and Wang Lung must risk being discovered if he wants to go around and continue.

Wang Lung did not continue to move forward, and after retreating more than five hundred meters, he temporarily stopped to rest, in fact, the rest was fake, but it was true to consider some problems.

130 kilometers deep into the interior, except for the village, there is no difference between the outer and the inside, there is no food, no water source, what kind of world is this?

Cultivator, from the first time he saw Boji, all the villagers that Wang Lung came into contact with were cultivators, although the strength was not too high, but after all, they were real cultivators, none of them were ordinary people, the world world composed of cultivators did not need food, who would be bored to farm and hunt when they became cultivators?

A world full of cultivators suddenly broke into an ordinary person, and even a fool knew who was unlucky.

Raising his eyes to look ahead, and then looking back at the back, Wang Lung frowned and pondered, what do he need to do next, the position he is in now, there is still half a distance from the center point, is it really like what he saw along the way, all of them are cultivators?

Continue to walk, there is a good chance of being discovered, although this place is not the center, but escaping from here will inevitably attract the attention of other villages, being chased by one person, Wang Lung can guarantee a safe escape, but can be chased by a hundred people, he is not so confident.

Wang Lung knew how many villages there were behind him, and he was thinking about the escape route after being discovered, what kind of route could get rid of the enemy's pursuit more quickly, and what kind of way not to be surrounded.

When Wang Lung was thinking about the problem, he didn't let his guard down, it had taken him more than three hours to get here from the periphery, and the current time period happened to be the time when people slept the heaviest, but this statement was aimed at ordinary people, and he didn't know if it worked for cultivators.

Following the most recesses between the two hills, Wang Lung moved slowly, looking for the largest gap between the two villages, and trying to go as far as he could into the interior without alarming the villagers.

After carefully looking at the front and back, Wang Lung finally found a fairly good route, this place is the largest open space between the two villages, more than a kilometer wide, and there is also a good draw in the middle, if you go forward with a low body, you should be able to pass smoothly.

Wang Lung does not believe in gods and Buddhas. At this time, I also worshipped the heavenly bodhisattvas and the gods and goddesses in my heart, hoping that they could bless themselves to pass through safely, and it was best to walk all the way to the gate of the temple.

Perhaps it was Wang Lung's piety that moved the heavens, and after he spent half an hour safely passing through, not a single villager came out of the nearby village, and he succeeded. The village behind him had vanished, and he had left him far behind.

One hundred and fifty kilometers, according to Wang Lung's estimate, there will be more dense villages not far ahead, his expectations are not so high now, he just hopes not to be discovered, if he can find a suitable hiding place before dawn, he does not mind taking shelter, and then wait for the next day after dark to act.

One hundred and sixty kilometers. There is no trace of any village around.

One hundred and seventy kilometers, the terrain is much smoother than the periphery, low hills are rarely visible, but there is still no food or water supply.

One hundred and eighty kilometers away, the villages in front of it are connected into patches, and there is no end in sight.

Wang Lung stopped nearly two kilometers on the outskirts of the village, looking out on the flat terrain, although he could not see the buildings of the village. But the general outline is still recognizable.

There are still 70 kilometers to go from the central area, and there are no more passable lines here. If you want to break through, you will inevitably alarm the nearby residents, and there may be more than one alarm.

Lying on a small mound that was a little higher, Wang Lung glanced back behind him, and only after making sure that there was no problem in the rear did he dare to carefully observe the movement in front of him, there was still half an hour before dawn. There is no hiding place in the nearby terrain, and whether you continue to move forward or retreat, you will be discovered.

Thinking about his own situation, Wang Long was happy, he made a decision very honorably.

Didn't hide yourself anymore. Wang Lung stood up and swaggered towards the village group in front of him.

One and a half kilometers ahead, no inhabitants were found.

One kilometer, the number of buildings can already be distinguished.

Eight hundred meters, there was still no one, but Wang Lung felt a little strange nearby, and looked back and found no problems.

Six hundred meters, the architectural styles are varied, and most of the buildings Wang Lung feels very familiar.

Five hundred meters, there is still no sign of villager activity, is it very heavy sleep?

400 meters, through the gap in the house, you can see that it is slightly different from the outer buildings, and the house is no longer a single stone bed, there are already other homes.

Three hundred meters, the village is still very quiet, and Wang Lung, who has gone deep into this place, no longer worries about what problems will happen in front of him, and he always feels that there will be unexpected situations behind him.

Two hundred meters, behind him is still the same as what I just saw, there is no problem, is it because of my own psychological burden?

A hundred meters, even ordinary people can find that this place is wrong, it is strange everywhere, and no one shows up.

Standing in front of a residential house, Wang Lung was only a meter away from the wall, and he didn't know how to continue the road, whether to enter it and see it or go around it as if nothing had happened.

Wang Lung's purpose is actually very simple, as long as he bypasses the village and enters the area of the temple, with his speed, the distance of dozens of kilometers can be reached in the blink of an eye.

Without turning to leave, Wang Lung was defeated by his curiosity, he wanted to see who lived here, what the nearby buildings were so familiar with, and no villagers found out about his existence here, many reasons were convincing him to stay and see what was going on.

There are many excuses to find, when Wang Lung moves his legs and prepares to pass through the wall, any persuasion will become weak, no one will persuade Wang Lung, only he will keep his heart will not be tempted by anything.

If the two brothers were now by Wang Lung's side, they would definitely find his abnormal reaction, and if you looked closely, you could find that Wang Lung's eyes were now dilated, and his body was out of control.

Step by step, Wang Lung passed directly through the wall.

There is a stone table in the room, there are several stools cut from ore around the stone table, there are no other furnishings, there is a stone bed on the opposite wall, the style of the bed is similar to that of Boji's, it is made of various ores, and there is a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the stone bed.

A middle-aged man with closed eyes, yellow skin, black hair, gray-blue gown, and a handful of goatee, if Wang Lung was in a conscious state, he would find that the other party was actually dressed as an ancient Chinese person.

After entering the room, Wang Lung's eyes were even more blurred, standing straight in place, his hands naturally drooping, his legs together, looking ahead, from his point of view, Wang Lung's direction was exactly the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the bed.

The two brothers are well-informed, and if they are by Wang Lung's side, they may even give a reminder, telling Wang Lung that his current situation is very similar to the disease of lost souls.

Lost soul does not mean that the three souls have gone to the seven souls, but it means that the soul is still there, but it is controlled by others with secret methods, and the controlled soul is no longer under the control of the original owner, and it loses its autonomous consciousness for the soul.

Wang Lung's soul was slowly being controlled, he was not a real cultivator, and he lacked understanding of some cultivators' methods.

The middle-aged man in the house had sensed Wang Lung's presence before he discovered the area, and since then, Wang Lung's soul has been tempted by him little by little.

Not long after Wang Lung entered the room, the middle-aged man who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes. (To be continued......)