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Chapter 225 The Holy Maiden
The morning light is faint, and the sky is getting brighter.

The chill at dawn is piercing, inexplicably gloomy.

Ning Luo stood up with difficulty, but saw that his arms were shaped like firewood, thin and weak.

He raised his head, and the skin of the old man in front of him was like a ball of rubbed paper, wrinkled and wrinkled, better than bootskin.

And weirdly, the old man had no hair, no beard, and no eyebrows.Even the bald head with a bald head was covered with vertical and horizontal grooves.

Other people's bald heads are big goose eggs and preserved eggs.

Fortunately, he made a freshly fried tiger skin egg.

It looked weird.

Unsurprisingly, this person should be the old village chief.

Ning Luo pursed his lips, suppressing his horror: "This is"

The village head said quietly: "This is the Spirit Village, a safe and pure land."

As the village chief spoke, he changed the subject: "Are you a stranger? What's going on outside, but there is still a way to escape from the fog?"

"I..." Ning Luo pretended to be deep in thought, then shook his head and said, "I don't seem to remember anything clearly."

Amnesia is the cheapest countermeasure, but it is also reasonable in the gray and foggy world of the underworld.

Ning Luo talked with the village chief and got some information.

The village chief said that the Underworld was invaded by the gray mist, and all species contaminated by the gray mist would turn into ugly monstrosities.

Even corpses will come back to life, reanimation becomes eerie.

The reason why he looks so scary is also caused by the gray fog.

Later, the people of Ling Village discovered that the statue of the saint seemed to be able to isolate the gray fog, repel the ghosts, and protect their lives.

So the remaining villagers did not dare to go out and stayed in Ling Village, waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

"This gray mist, at first, appeared and disappeared from time to time. It is said that it only emerges in treasure lands."

"But later, no one knows why there are more and more of them, and they become more and more rampant, until they completely cover our small village."

Ning Luo frowned upon hearing this.

Therefore, according to the village chief, the gray fog should have spread all over the world.

Then the scene of the dark sky that he glimpsed may not be unexplainable.

Now that the gray mist has completely eroded this world, it means that the resistance of the entire Cangming has been wiped out, leaving only those isolated statues of saintesses.

There is no fighting, no resistance, even the way of heaven has been eroded by the fog
The gray mist has not flowed on the surface for a long time, but has become the way of this world, or a kind of rule.

"In Little Garden, gray fog is everywhere"

Probably this is the feeling.

This is the limit that Ning Luo can speculate based on the information he has now.

It is very reasonable, after all, this can also explain why the gray fog cannot be dispelled physically, because it is the manifestation of Tao, not pure matter or energy.

Ning Luo thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Then how do I get out of here?"

"If you come in, you won't be able to leave~"

The village chief shook his head dully, and replied quietly: "This gray fog is just a monster with a big bloody mouth. It has swallowed too many people. No one can get out of this fog."

"In the early years, there were quite a few people in the village, at least there were about a hundred people."

"But they stayed in the village for several years, and they couldn't bear it all, and wanted to go out and have a look."

"It turned out they were."

Seeing that the village chief hesitated to speak, Ning Luo consciously added: "Is something wrong?"

The village head nodded: "Yes, at first when everyone saw that they didn't come back, they thought they had really gone out. Unexpectedly, some people escaped and came back, saying that they saw the dead bodies of the villagers and met Qingtian. Standing ghosts and gods!"

When the village chief said this, his tone was suddenly fierce, which made Ning Luo raise his eyebrows in fright.

Fear is not because of timidity, but because of involuntary control and a deep awareness of one's own weakness.

Just like a nightmare, many times the self in the nightmare knows that those horrible scenes are all false.

But when the weirdness is approaching, Ning Luo in the dream will find that his limbs are weak, and his hands are raised lightly, and he does not have the strength to fight evil spirits at all.

I couldn't even open my mouth, and I couldn't walk.

As the old saying goes, all fear stems from insufficient firepower.

The same is true for Ning Luo now.

2% Destiny Efficacy, and malfunctioning Qi Refining and Body Refining.
Ning Luo's firepower is indeed insufficient, and there is no way to improve it.

The intelligence of Ling Village has been inquired almost.

In short, this is perhaps the only remaining pure land in the Cangming Realm. There were originally about a hundred people, but most of them left the village and got lost in the gray mist.

However, there should be more than one statue of the saint.

Therefore, most of the villagers in the Li village are sure that they can persist until the next statue of the saint, and the environment there must be better than the village, and it will be safer than the village.

It is for this reason that he chooses to leave his hometown.

Ning Luo stretched his muscles and bones a bit. Although he was out of shape, his limbs were healthy and he could run and jump.

He looked around, but did not find Lu Chuan in the room, nor did he ask.

Because if you question him, then his claim of amnesia will be untenable.

Ning Luo thought for a while, but did not leave, but planned to chat with the village chief for a while.

"By the way, the village chief, who is this saint? I feel very familiar, but I can't remember it no matter how I think about it."

"You don't even remember the Holy Maiden?!"

The village chief was furious, the veins on his forehead popped up, and his whole head turned into a tiger skin egg!
But fortunately, he didn't do anything, so he quickly suppressed his anger and explained calmly.

There is no taboo for the saintess, because ordinary people can only call her by honorific titles.

She is the supreme god of the holy religion, and she was born long before the gray mist appeared.

The Holy Maiden is a born god, she can follow her words, a hundred flowers bloom with a flick of a finger, and rain falls on the sky with a wave of her hand.

She listens to the prayers of the people, collects incense, and protects the four directions with the statues. The sky has been smooth for decades, and there is no disease or disaster.

Until the gray fog fell, the saint could not stand alone, and the gray fog gradually invaded the world, leaving no gap.

Ning Luo pinched his chin thoughtfully.

This is the village head's one-sided statement, so he won't believe it all.

But at least regarding the identity of the saint, the village head shouldn't need to lie.

According to the village chief, there are saints first, and then there are saints.

The believers of the holy religion are actually the believers of the saint, and they regard her as a god with religious thoughts.

The saintess is born with the great power of the Taoist realm, and can speak the law and call the wind and rain.

Maybe this is also a kind of innate Taoism?
Insufficient information, it is not yet possible to draw a conclusion.

As for whether the saintess is related to the gray mist, Ning Luo thinks most likely not.

Because that would be contradictory. Since the saint can speak the law and rule the sky, she doesn't need to beat around the bush and send the gray mist to invade this world.

Accept the incense and engulf this world.

Everything is logical, and there is no need to fight.

If the power of the Holy Maiden to speak the law comes from the gray mist, then she is doing too much, and her wisdom is not as good as that of the Human Sovereign.

Ning Luo and the village head continued chatting for a while, but the village head didn't hand over the amulet either.

He didn't look like an impatient old man, but he reacted greatly when he heard certain words.

"So, if I want to get the talisman from him, I have to learn how to provoke him first?"

Thinking so, Ning Luo didn't stay in the hut any longer, but pushed the door out to collect information.

Lingcun is not big.

In the middle is the Temple of the Holy Maiden.

A circle of idle thatched huts surrounds the Holy Maiden Temple, and the village chief's house is among them.

As for Lu Chuan, he was lying next to Ning Luo.According to the village chief, when Ning Luo woke up, Lu Chuan was still in a coma.

This is interesting.

It seems that the order of awakening will also be different, I don't know if it has something to do with the identity of the chosen one.

But if you want to use such a small time difference to do things, I am afraid that only with a strong and strong module can you have a slight chance of success.

In his current weak state, even if he strangled Lu Chuan's neck, it would be impossible for him to die.

Ning Luo withdrew his gaze and looked around first.

To the north is the Hantan stream, and to the east is a fruit forest.

Half of the fruit forest and the stream are covered by the thick fog of ash erosion, but the stream is still gurgling and flowing.

There are a lot of spirit chickens in the cage house to the south, presumably it is the cook's residence.Spiritual chickens can not only lay eggs and roast meat, but also get up early and call the dawn, so that travelers will not miss precious time.

However, before Ning Luo came to Cangming Realm, he saw on the forum that someone once used some method to let the spirit chicken announce the dawn in advance.

As a result, his opponent stepped into the gray mist before dawn in a daze, and died on the spot.

This is a well-known trick in the Underworld.

A lot of ore and building materials are piled up in a mess on the broken wall to the west. The gold and stone are dusty, and it seems that they have not been used for many years.

The neighbors in all directions seem to be very cold, and they are not curious about the arrival of foreigners.

Ning Luo didn't intend to rush to say hello.

Because he had made enough preparations before class, and he also knew that the temper of the villagers was not good.

Perhaps it was because their workplace was close to the gray fog, so they were affected a lot by the gray fog, and their temper became particularly violent.

Once they are offended, at least they will be scolded, and at worst, they will even directly copy and beat them!

The small village is very strange, and it is no different from the gray fog.

At least in the face of the neighbors, it is better to be cautious in words and deeds.

Just as he was thinking, a voice came from behind Ning Luo.

"Brother Ning, you woke up so fast?"

(End of this chapter)