Chapter 257: Southern Xinjiang Dies

The vast land of Shenzhou is vast and vast, among which the Central Plains is naturally the richest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Outside the Central Plains, the north is the icy and snowy extreme north bitter cold ice field, inaccessible, the east is the vast and boundless sea; as for the south, outside the Central Plains, there are 100,000 mountains, towering on the border, endless, where barren mountains and bad waters, miasma and poison are innumerable, and there are more strange and strange wild barbarians in the legend, who drink blood and are extremely ferocious.

And to the west of the vast land of China, there are two fierce places. In the northwest direction, is the endless desolate Gobi, the world calls it "the wild land", its hundreds of years without rain, the climate is extremely dry, occasionally a little oasis, but also mostly occupied by fierce beasts and fierce things, naturally ordinary people enter is a dead end. And it is rumored that in the depths of the wilderness, there is a grand temple, which is the birthplace of the Demon Sect.

As for the southwest, it is the great swamp of death that the world talks about changing color.

The climate here is diametrically opposed to the wilderness of the northwest, where it rains seven or eight out of ten days of the year, and all kinds of exotic plants grow luxuriantly. This cold and damp place has always been the place where the world's great poisonous beasts and poisonous insects live, and the unique and highly toxic biogas here rises from the rotten soil in the swamp every rainy day.

In addition, the bodies of animals, trees and flowers that have been soaked and rotted by rain for thousands of years have turned this place into a dangerous place, and if you accidentally take a wrong step, you will be sucked into the bottomless swamp, never see the light of day, and die miserably.

In such a dangerous place, no one would come on weekdays, but not long ago, there were sudden rumors in the world that in the Western Death Swamp, a huge golden pillar of light suddenly rose into the sky, straight into the sky, day and night, even in the middle of the night, the sky was as bright as day.

After three days, the golden light gradually dissipated, and from then on, there always seemed to be a loud roar in the Death Swamp, faintly heard, making those who lived on the edge of the Death Swamp terrified.

Once the news spread, it caused a sensation all over the world. From the perspective of a cultivator, spiritual artifacts have always had their own spirituality, and such a huge golden light is naturally a precursor to the birth of rare treasures, summoning destined people to go. And judging from this golden pillar of light, the magic of this strange treasure is really extraordinary, and the world shook for a while, and the masters of good and evil gathered.

And under the chaos on the surface, there is an unknown undercurrent, turbulent flowing.

Half a day's journey from the Death Swamp to the east, there is a desolate and withered village called "Dawang Village", named after the villagers who believe in a mysterious god called "Dawang". It's just that this god has never been very effective, neither bless the villagers here to be promoted to become wealthy, nor bless them with a bumper harvest of grains, food and clothing.

In fact, if you think about it, living on the edge of such a death swamp, every now and then, a monster suddenly sprang out of nowhere, or a poisonous insect ran out. Biting livestock to death is a small matter, and there are not a few people who die on it every year. Now those who have some ability have already left this ghost place. I went to the Central Plains, and most of the people who stayed here were lifeless people.

But in the past few days, Dawang Murakami suddenly became lively, and the people who came and went were all masters of cultivation. Although Dawang Village is not the only entrance to the Death Swamp, it is the closest inhabited place to the Death Swamp. Before entering the dead marsh, most people would come here to buy some dry food and water, and after a few days, it actually made the villagers here in Dawang Village a little rich and a little more angry.

At the same time, because this is the closest place to the Death Swamp, the golden pillars of light and strange whistling sounds in the Death Swamp are also the first to be noticed by the villagers here, and they have spread from there, so many people have come here to inquire about the news.

It's just that after there are more people, there are naturally good and evil, and in a few days, in the small place of Dawang Village, I don't know how many times there have been fights, and some unlucky guys have died here inexplicably before they enter the swamp of death, which is really wronged.

On this day, more than a dozen young people were ushered in Dawang Village, among these people, there were men and women, and their appearance and temperament were extraordinary, and these people were Lin Yu and his party.

"There are so many people here," Du Bishu said first.

As soon as they entered the village, everyone saw the pedestrians coming and going in the village, most of these people were well-dressed, and they were obviously not the people who lived hard in Dawang Village. Lin Yu nodded, on this trip to Southern Xinjiang, they had already known about the danger of this place, and when they saw so many people coming to hunt for treasures, they couldn't help but have a ridiculous feeling in their hearts.

With the strength of most of the people here, I'm afraid that as soon as they enter the Death Ze, they will die unknowingly, and there will be no bones left.

"Okay, after such a long journey, I guess all of you junior brothers and sisters are also tired, let's rest in this village for a day first, and then go to Na Death Ze tomorrow," Xiao Yicai said loudly, as soon as he said this, many people showed a look of relief,

This trip to southern Xinjiang is not a good errand for many people.

After everyone dispersed, Lin Yu turned his head to look at Lu Xueqi beside him, "Xueqi, it's okay to be idle, let's take a stroll around this village." ”

For Lin Yu and Lu Xueqi's current cultivation, the previous journey was like eating and drinking, and he would have suggested it like this.

"Well," Lu Xueqi nodded, there was no objection, or rather, she had never liked to make decisions, so when the two got along, it was mostly Lin Yu who made decisions.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a shouting sound from the street in front of me, and someone said loudly: "Predict the future of fifty years ago, be able to break the fortune of three hundred years, iron mouth god, pen judgment yin and yang, want to know the future days, and come to see the previous phase!"

Lin Yu and Lu Xueqi were stunned for a moment, and looked at the voice together. I saw that on the side of the street, there was a dilapidated wooden table, next to a bamboo pole, on which hung a canvas, with the words "immortals guiding the way" written on it.

On the side of the bamboo pole, an old man with an extraordinary bearing shouted loudly, the voice just now was made by him, and next to him, there was a sleepy young woman, with a rather pretty appearance, lying on the edge of the table at the moment, with a helpless expression.

Needless to say, these two people are Zhou Zhou Xian and Xiaohuan. Zhou Zhou Xian took Xiaohuan to wander the world, his ability is not high, but he likes to go to lively places, some time ago he heard the rumors of the Death Swamp, and immediately ignored Xiaohuan's objections, and pulled her to this Dawang Village.

At this moment, in the words of Zhou Zhou Xian, it is that the entanglement is exhausted, the hero is at the end, and he has no choice but to look at the street as a last resort, but he shouted in his mouth, but gradually changed his appearance in the back: "... All the past guest officials, this immortal has the true inheritance of the ancestor, and can restrain the poison of the world. In the dead swamp today, the biogas is highly poisonous, as long as you are equipped with this sachet I sell, it will not invade the poison, and the King Kong will not be damaged..."

Xiaohuan sighed in a low voice beside him, and sat here for a few hours, and his grandfather screamed vigorously, but in fact, not a single sachet was sold. The locals believe it but can't afford it (Zhou Zhou Xian opened a black-hearted high price), but the outsiders are all people who cultivate the truth, all of them are well-informed, and their eyes are all written with the word "liar".

It's also fortunate that all the righteous heroes are busy grabbing treasures and don't bother with this Xiangshi, otherwise if the blood of a high-ranking disciple suddenly boils on weekdays, and they want to eliminate harm for the people, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat and go around.

(To be continued.) )