Shi Meng rushed out of the orc cave desperately, at this moment she became more and more uneasy, looked up at the sky, and as expected, a long tassel appeared.

The so-called long tassel is not only the bird of death in the land of death, but also its truest meaning, that is, the hell ruled by it, it is the god of death.

After sorting out this, Shi Meng finally understood that the reason why Fenglin in the orc cave was so brainless was because it was not Fenglin at all. It was the illusion of the long tassel, and its illusion was flawed, and it was only then that he realized the truth of the matter.

In the cave, it was not only Fenglin who was an illusion, but everyone else was an illusion, and it was Changying who unknowingly inflicted an illusion on them and made them scatter. Even Abba, who had disappeared without a trace, Shi Meng only felt that it was also an illusion, and it was the illusion of Changying's flaws that made Abba disappear.

Shi Meng's face was pale, staring at the orc cave in front of her, and the moment she rushed out desperately, she had already broken the illusion of the long tassel. And the other people in the orc cave are also floating away at this moment, and it seems that the inside is empty.

Shi Meng took a deep breath again, only to feel that the orc cave in front of her was also fake, so she drew her sword and criticized it fiercely.

I only heard a swaying sound, and the sword slashed like a thick snow on the hard rock, and the orc cave in front of me was still the same cave, without any change.

Shi Meng hurriedly pulled back his sword, inserted it into his waist, and muttered to himself, "This orc cave is real, only those people are fake." Being toyed with by Changying like this, Shi Meng suddenly felt angry, and angrily walked away from this orc cave.

Looking at the direction, and then at the long tassels circling back and forth in the sky, Shi Meng continued to walk north while gently stepping on the snow, and said to himself worriedly, "Abba, where are you? ”

While missing his partner, Shi Meng was even more worried, because if he couldn't get out of the illusion of Changying, there was only a dead end. Just as Tassel is the bird of death in the Land of the Dead, it will cause any life in its realm to die. It has no emotions, no natural enemies, only the fate of death.

It was useless for Shi Meng to worry about it, she had to continue to walk north, carrying the wind and snow alone and continuing to walk in the snow.

In the realm of the long tassels, further north in the orc cave, the figure of a sturdy man appeared in the snow.

This man is none other than the monk in the robe who has already broken out of the illusion of the long tassel. Since he saw the long tassel, he understood the previous vision, and he was now traveling north, born to find food.

Where the long tassels are circling, there will be carrion to eat.

The robed monk looked up at the long tassels in the air that were no longer in his way, and he hovered over a valley below which were bushes. However, these shrubs are all dead weeds, and there are no green branches and leaves to be seen here in such a cold month.

The robed monk stopped, not desperately chasing the long tassel, for the valley in front of him was his destination. The robed monk believed that when he went down to investigate, he would find a lot of food. With food, he was able to walk out of the land of the long tassels, and even meet his companions.

Although the robed monk didn't know what was happening to the other people in their group at this moment, especially her daughter, who had not escaped from the long-tasseled illusion at the moment, the robed monk believed in them, and each of them had the ability to escape from the long-tasseled illusion to protect themselves.

Otherwise, how dare you form an alliance and go north! The road to the cold north is long and crooked, and you don't have any ability, how dare you come?

The robed monk took off his coat, revealing the solid muscles of his upper body, and he took it off because he thought it was in the way. The robed monk suddenly felt thirsty, so he bent down and grabbed a handful of snow on the ground with one hand.

After looking at the white snow in this hand, the monk in the robe sighed and said, "If the monk does not eat snow, how can he cultivate the true scriptures." After reading aloud, the robed monk closed his eyes and swallowed the snow in his hand, even if the ice trembled in his mouth, the robed monk still held back and did not open his mouth again.

After eating the snow, it was time to cultivate the true scriptures, and the monk in the robe strode down the valley in front of him, his feet still lightly stepping on the snow, no matter how thick the snow was, the soles of his feet would not sink into it.

At this time, the long tassel that was constantly circling in the sky, seeing the monk in the robe, walked straight down the valley, it shook its head violently, suddenly let out a muffled low sound, and then flew away with its back.

The robed monk glanced at the tassel that flew away, and he laughed, "Evil cannot defeat the light after all, and the land of death will no longer die, and the bird of death will no longer be the god of death in the land of death." ”

The robed monk laughed as he had walked down the valley, surrounded by clumps of dead grass.

"There's food here?" Glancing at the withered grass around him, the robed monk couldn't help but wonder again. Because in his eyes, there is no food at all.

When the monk in the robe was puzzled, suddenly there was movement in the dead branches and grass on the side, and there was a subtle sound of clicking, although the sound was very subtle, but it was still discovered by the monk in the robe.

The robed monk ran over in a few steps, swept away the dead branches and grass in front of him, and his originally dignified and lost face was suddenly filled with joy.

I only heard the robe monk scream, "I found it, it turned out to be a litter of piglets." Haha, it's really immortal. ”

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the monk in front of the robe was a half-man-long old sow, but it looked dead and its milk had long since dried up.

And next to this dead old sow, which has become cold and hard, is a group of white and red piglets, these little piglets are squeezing under their mother's belly. Maybe they're all too cold, or maybe they're hungry and want to feed desperately.

Unfortunately, their mothers and sows have already died, and these piglets will soon have the Grim Reaper's Soul Hook in such a cold season.

But fortunately, the long-tasseled ones were the first to find them, and even more fortunately, the robed monks drove away the long-tassels who wanted to eat them, and the robed monks found them.

The robed monk's gaze lingered on these little piglets for a long time, his gaze was solemn and profound, and his face was serious and sad. But suddenly his stomach began to growl, and he was hungry, very hungry, for he had not eaten for three days.

The robed monk couldn't help but lick his lips, he couldn't feel a trace of the taste, but he knew that he was hungry and he needed plenty of meat to replenish his nutrition.

After making up his mind, the monk in the robe suddenly folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's words very sadly, "Saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, you little piglets can save the life of the old man." The old man had really been hungry for three days and three nights, and needed to eat meat. ”

The little piglets seemed to understand the words of the robed monk, and as soon as the robed monk finished chanting, the little piglets suddenly panicked, snorting vigorously, and even squeezed under the already cold sow, trying to get the protection of their mother.

Seeing that the little piglets' desire to survive was so strong, the robed monk couldn't help but feel compassion again, and he couldn't bear to kill these little piglets.

The robed monk helplessly said to the frightened piglets, "Forget it, the old man won't eat you." But your mother is gone, so you can't be polite anymore. The old man just saved you, and you little piglets have to save the old man too!"

After the robed monk said these words, the little piglets, who had been very panicked, suddenly fell silent as if they were very spiritual.

Seeing this, the robed monk laughed happily and muttered, "Good, good, that old man is not welcome." ”

With that, the robed monk picked up the dead corpse of the old sow and hurried out of the valley.

Although the robed monk left alone with dozens of catties of old sows, whether these little piglets can survive depends on themselves, and the robed monk has no choice.

And he met life here, and the robed monk understood that this was the border away from the realm of the long tassel. Life can only be conceived outside the borders of the Changying Realm, but this will be rewritten in the future.

By the time the robed monk survived from the tassel, the tassel had lost its spiritual powers, lost its wisdom, and became an obnoxious dwarf crow. It will be expelled from the family and exiled to the people.

Walking out of the realm of the long tassel of death, the robed monk came to a rock, where there was no thick snow, only half a snowflake. This is the real border of the Cold North.

But the robed monk was really hungry at the moment, so he hurriedly took out his long knife, cut off the internal organs of the old sow, and washed it well in the snow. The carcass of the old sow, which was originally very dirty, instantly turned into Zeng Liang and Zeng Liang's delicious meat.

Everything is ready, all that is left is to ignite the fire and take the braised pig, and eat a full meal.

The robed monk looked around, and he really couldn't find any firewood, which made him angry. But his eyes suddenly lit up again, and he said silently, "Why don't you use my flame spirit skill to roast this pork?" But my flame spirit skill is no better than firewood, and the temperature is too high, and I am afraid that the whole roast pig will be roasted. No, no!" the robed monk shook his head.

Then, the robed monk was embarrassed again, although his flame spirit skill was full of fire, but if he roasted the pig, it would be too much to lose.

Thinking of this, the monk in the robe suddenly had another idea, why don't you put the roast pig in the rock and roast it? In this way, I can boldly practice the flame spirit skill, and I will not roast this roast pig and affect the taste.

The plan was to get here, and the monk in the robe said to do it, and his target was the big rock in front of him.

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