Chapter Twenty-Seven: One Night in the Demon City
"Hey... Friend, are you alright?"
Passers-by looked at Ouyang with a strange gaze.
"Hm...", Ouyang was a little dizzy at this time, "It seems to be fine~"
"I see you've been stunned for a long time. Passerby, "Are you sure it's okay?"
"Ahh It's okay. Ouyang asked, "Why am I here?"
"Are you stupid?" said the passerby, "Didn't you just ask me for directions?"
"Ah??? ask for directions?" Ouyang was stunned for a moment, "Yes, yes, yes! Dare to ask Brother Tai, how to get to the Yefulai Inn?"
"Well, go there for about 300 meters, turn left and go 400 meters, just keep to the right. The passers-by still looked at Ouyang with strange eyes, and finally left.
"Neuropathy.../..."
Ouyang was not angry at the disdain of passers-by, if it was Ouyang, he would also feel that person was insane.
After all, at first, Ouyang felt that everything seemed to be just a dream, but when Ouyang held the thunder bead in his hand that still had residual heat, Ouyang knew that all this was not a dream.
Following the path pointed out by passers-by, Ouyang quickly found the Yefulai Inn.
"Alas, guest..."Xiao Er suddenly stopped Ouyang Dao, "Guest, are you staying for a long time or just for a day?"
"What's wrong?" Ouyang asked, "I also paid the deposit?"
"No, it'......s not," Xiao Er said apologetically, "The guest should be a foreigner, right?" I just want to remind the guest that tomorrow is a forbidden day, and I hope the guest will not leave the room in the middle of the night to run around. β
Although Ouyang is the last descendant of Huangshi Village, and the locals referred to by Xiao Er should be natives of Huangshi City, right?
"Sort of~" Ouyang said. "What do you mean by forbidden days?"
"Forbidden day...... Xiao Er explained, "Every year on one day, that is, tomorrow, is the forbidden day, and on the night of the forbidden day is the time when the gods haunt, so outsiders are not allowed to haunt, if they haunt the house on the forbidden day, they will be taken away by the gods." β
For the so-called gods, Ouyang doesn't believe in them, for the so-called gods, maybe it's just a manifestation of the strength of the martial artist to a certain extent, but for Xiao Er's advice, Ouyang will still listen to one or two, and would rather believe it than believe it. Ouyang still understands this truth.
"Don't believe it. Xiao Er reminded, "There was a martial artist who thought he was powerful before, but he didn't believe in evil, and then he was taken away by the gods. β
"Taken away by a god?" Ouyang was a little curious at this time, "Is it possible that there are really gods in this world?"
Xiao Er tiptoed into Ouyang's ear and said, "It's just ...... dead."
Ouyang didn't want to listen to it anymore when he heard this, so he casually rewarded Xiao Er with a few gold coins, and then returned to the room.
It was a small room, with a simple dΓ©cor, a bed and a wooden table on which a tea set and some pastries were placed, and a window to the south that opened to see the lively streets and markets.
Ouyang was physically and mentally exhausted, although the people of the Imperial Martial Arts did not have much need for sleep, it did not mean that the people of the Imperial Martial Arts did not need to rest.
Ouyang sat cross-legged on the bed, and at this time he was running a peculiar exercise, which was an exercise that evolved from the pulsating breath of heaven and earth.
There was nothing fancy, Ouyang was just like a rotten wood, motionless, and after a while, Ouyang opened his eyes.
There is nothing more bizarre than a little more spiritual.
Ouyang muttered to himself, "Could it be that my cultivation is wrong?"
Immediately afterward, Ouyang continued to immerse himself in cultivation.
A day and a night have passed, of course, Ouyang is still unaware, it seems that only a short time has passed for Ouyang.
In the end, Ouyang had no choice but to get up, it seemed that this kind of exercise had no effect on Ouyang.
Could it be that Ouyang couldn't cultivate this kind of exercise? That's not true, in the course of a day and a night, Ouyang Dantian gathered a wisp of earthy yellow internal force that was smaller than a hair.
And this internal force will not conflict with the exercises that Ouyang cultivated before, at first Ouyang thought that he was too rebellious against the sky, and he could actually cultivate twice, but unfortunately, this wisp of internal force Ouyang could not be used, except that it would not conflict with the exercises he had cultivated before, it seemed to have no effect.
Ouyang smiled bitterly for a while, such an anti-heaven exercise could not be cultivated, yes, how could it be said that it was also the breathing method of heaven and earth, and how could a mortal be able to cultivate? Not to mention that martial arts was not something that happened overnight, Ouyang still quickly sorted out his mentality.
Pushing open the window, the sun had already set, the sky was slightly bright, and there was only a trace of sunset left in the sky.
"It's getting dark so soon?"
Of course, Ou ** didn't know that a day and a night had passed.
Ouyang jumped off the window sill, and the height of the three-story building was like flat ground for Huang Wu.
Ouyang walked through the streets, at this time there were few pedestrians on the streets, the shops and stalls had closed early, and the streets of Yellowstone City seemed a little deserted.
Occasionally, I saw one or two pedestrians looking hurried.
"Hey, friend, why are you in such a hurry?"
Ouyang grabbed a passer-by and asked.
"You're insane!"
Passers-by hurriedly left.....
At this time, a ray of afterglow in the sky had disappeared, and the sky in Yellowstone City was completely dark.
At the same time, thousands of black clouds spread rapidly from inside and outside of Yellowstone City, and after the black clouds shrouded Yellowstone City, he couldn't see his five fingers, and even Ouyang, a martial artist of the Emperor Martial Realm, could only see a distance of less than ten meters, not just that, even the powerful perception that Emperor Wu should have seemed to disappear.
"Ah~"
"Ahh
β.......β
As the black clouds spread, a few screams were heard from a distance from time to time, and more were already dead before they could even scream......