No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 251 Waters
The old farmer led Ning Luo to exchange the Lingzhu, and the money and goods were cleared.

After Ning Luo accepted the Lingzhu, he also asked for some information on the sidelines.

Let's ask for some clues about the Central and Northern Second Domain.

Cang Ming five points.

The Jumang God of the Eastern Region is in charge of the wood industry, the Ruo Shou God of the Western Region is in charge of the Gold Industry, and the God of Zhurong of the Southern Region is in charge of the Fire Industry.

In the north, Yujiang is obviously in charge of the water line, and the central back soil is the last soil line.

The northern region is a water area, with many rivers and lakes, as well as wetlands.

Compared with the places Ning Luo has visited now, the folk customs in the Northern Territory are much more liberal.

Because the distribution of resources there is relatively even, and there is no centralized management class, most of them are scattered in villages.

The fishermen are self-sufficient, live by the river, and feed on aquatic products.

Live a relatively primitive and simple life.

And it is said that the residents there, both men and women, have good looks, and even their clothes are much more open.

But the price of lack of management is chaos.

Ning Luo heard a lot of gossip about the Northern Territory from the mouth of the old farmer, and rumors of such indiscriminate immorality abounded everywhere.

Although the old farmer, as a native of the southern region, has the arrogance of looking down on the sky, he can't help but speak exaggeratedly when talking about the other four regions.

But Ning Luo could tell that only when talking about the Northern Territory, the old farmer had consciously restrained himself a bit.

Because it's just too risqué.

As for the final central region, it is where the Holy Palace is located.

The Central Territory is very small, and the Holy City is all of the Central Territory.

The imperial palace in the inner city, the neighborhood in the outer city.

The Holy Imperial Palace is Cang Ming's superficial ruling class, but in fact it is just the talker of the Holy Cult.

Moreover, the Holy Emperor is not qualified to issue orders to the Four Domains.

The duties of the palace are more inclined to govern and dispatch.

To put it simply, it is a transfer station for supplies and intelligence.

The biggest feature of the Holy Palace is that it is good at cooking.

After all, Central Territory is located in the center of Cangming, where you can search for fairy treasures from all directions, and the terrain is the most common, with sufficient material base and cooking conditions.

Moreover, when traveling merchants from all over the world arrived in the Holy City, they would often hold banquets to celebrate, so there were countless restaurants and restaurants in the Holy City.

From what he heard so far, Ning Luo found that apart from the Holy Palace, there were some problems in the other four domains.

That Zhongyu can really be alone.

Ning Luo felt that it was probably impossible.

In short, after having some preliminary impressions of both, Ning Luo turned and left.

Although he can actually use the phase method to go to Wucheng again, so that not only can he find out more information, but also replenish supplies.

But Ning Luo didn't do that.

Because that would scare the snake away.

The old farmers in Tianmu have been alerted by the volcanic accident, and there have been troubles in Wucheng before.

Ning Luo will come to harvest a wave of supplies tomorrow, so how can he disturb the residents of Wucheng again?
Obviously not.

Among the fields, the old farmer's eyes were shining, and he was counting the wood spirit beads and holy fruits in his hand.

"It's a lot of money, it's a lot of money!"

"Hahaha! The wealthy households in the Eastern Territory are easy to deceive! This trip."

However, before he finished laughing, there was a loud noise behind him!

boom!
The old farmer looked back in horror!

However, what came into view was not an erupting volcano, but a ferocious water bird with its chest pierced through.

And, a majestic giant tree over a hundred feet high!

"That is, what is that?!"

"Well!"

Unfortunately, before the old farmer could figure out the reason, a bunch of twigs shot out from the field, piercing his spirit.

Ning Luo would not allow the existence of insiders, nor did he want to face unnecessary variables.

Because the old farmer had chatted with him, once the old farmer suspected that he was responsible for the giant tree, he would not be safe the next time he came to Wucheng.

The deceitful king was put to death, and all those who knew the truth were killed.

The treacherous realm was shattered, and the gray fog howled.

Ning Luo lightly took the fragments of the forbidden device and returned calmly.

However, he didn't stay longer in Lingcun, and he didn't even say hello to Lu Chuan before stepping into the strange world again.

But this time, he was holding the water spirit bead.

The entrance to the Unreal is a mesmerizing halo.

The black sand everywhere seems to reflect the gorgeous colors, like the glamorous lights of the dance hall, which makes people unconsciously indulge in it.

Naturally, Ning Luo would not fall into it foolishly.

Moreover, there are no traps at the entrance of the strange land, it just tells the visitor very straightforwardly that there is danger there, and you have to wait for a ferry.

It's just that the ferry boat in the treacherous waters is a bit special.

Ning Luo didn't see the platform like the yellow leaves and bones before, but only saw the depth of the palm gradually in the black sand.

Two hands stretched out of the black sand, fingers interlocked, forming a miniature arch bridge, which was also the only fulcrum for Ning Luo to stand on.

Ning Luo was not frightened, and stepped on it decisively.

Soon, two more arms appeared in front of them, and their fingers were still interlocked.

As for the mirages on both sides of the hand bridge.
It's all content that makes Ning Luo's blood boil.

There are not only those unspeakable bed curtain secrets, but even tit-for-tat, safe philosophical plots.

Ning Luo opened his mouth slightly, wondering if you are being too straightforward?

Thanks to the Matrix, it won't broadcast the pictures of the strange world, otherwise, wouldn't it be necessary to code in full screen?
Of course, Ning Luo didn't mind admiring it for a while.

After all, the classic line also said that everything about man is given by God, so I am just admiring the creation of the Lord.

There is also the phrase "I am incompatible with gambling and drugs" that Ning Luo himself often chanted!
But Ning Luo didn't understand the truth of playing with things and losing one's mind.

He glanced at it for the last time, and felt that the hand bridge under his feet, which gradually arched like a fishbone, was a little loose, so he resolutely stepped into the whirlpool without nostalgia.

Open your eyes again, it is already a water town.

As soon as he stepped into the treacherous realm, Ning Luo saw a young woman half-hidden and flirting with him.

Ning Luo's legs trembled immediately, and his back felt cold.

"Good guy, I almost caught the goblin's way!"

"Where is this water town? Is this Pansi Cave?"

Ning Luo's heart was firm and he was alert immediately.

The trial of the deceitful environment in the Northern Territory undoubtedly tested certainty.

Although anyone can see it, there is obviously something wrong with this charming woman in front of her.

But as the saying goes, as long as you have the courage, female ghosts can also take maternity leave.

Once someone knows that this place is a dream, so they go up to the delusion without fear, won't they be in the way of the delusion?
Besides, Ning Luo is also very self-disciplined.

A gentleman is lustful, and he takes it in a proper way.

No matter how much yellow waste is in the brain, the body must not be defiled.

"The mere girl still wants to seduce me?"

The corner of Ning Luo's mouth twitched, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw a bronze-skinned man with shirtless arms staring at him with a smile on his face.

Seeing Ning Luo turning his head, the man put his finger lightly on Ning Luo's shoulder, looked at his eyes, and said with a smile, "Little brother, are you a foreigner? Do you want it?"

With whom are the two little brothers?
Who should I touch?
What responded to him was a simple and straightforward declaration: "I am your father!"

Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.

The sharp wooden branches strung up the man's head and hoisted it high into the sky!
The woman on the distant reef suddenly turned pale!
Her uneven figure curled up in horror, layers of colorful armor instantly grew on her back, and thousands of pairs of terrifying gastropods grew on her slender abdomen!
Ning Luo saw it.

If he couldn't control himself, and was really bewitched by this strange creature, he might have already been tightly wrapped by those thousands of pairs of legs.

Then all the bodily fluids in his body, including his brain, will be sucked up by this mantis shrimp.

disgusting
When the dream was shattered, this water area finally returned to its original shape, turning into a piece of rancid quicksand.

Ning Luo used ebony to create a foothold. Seeing the strange things in the fishing village wake up, he also understood that he had no way of turning back.

Mantis shrimps dived into the black sand and flocked to it.

Ning Luo could guess that the strangeness of the Northern Territory might not be the strongest, or even the weakest.

Because although this group of mantis shrimps are ugly in appearance, when it comes to strength, they may not even be able to compare with the rats in the ruins.

What's more, there are not many of them.

But the problem is that the terrain of Heisha River is too disgusting.

The soft quicksand not only made it difficult for Ning Luo to find a foothold, restricted his movement, but also gave the mantis shrimp a natural protection.

Mantis Shrimp can dive into the black sand, but the traveler cannot.

Ning Luo now understood that the hand bridge at the entrance to the strange world might also be a hint.

but
Although the human-eating black sand is indeed too disgusting, Ning Luo has nothing to fear.

After all, he has mastered the ebony divine way, and sacrificed too many wood spirit beads.

Ning Luo's thoughts moved slightly, his right hand was hanging alone in the air.

"rise."

One thought of age, one thought of prosperity.

As soon as the words fell, the ebony branches burst out of the ground in an instant!

The giant tree is towering, strong and straight.

And Ning Luo was independent on the treetops, looking down indifferently.

Although the branch he was stepping on was particularly slender, it seemed absolutely impossible to bear Ning Luo's weight.

But ebony is transformed by the divine way, and Ning Luo said that it cannot be bent, so it is absolutely impossible to break it!

When dozens of coy mantis shrimps poked out their tentacles from the black sand, they couldn't find Ning Luo.

When they caught a glimpse of Ning Luo on the treetops, what they met was Ning Luo's whisper.

"prick."

The shadow of the tree whirled, and the proliferating thorns burst out in an instant, raising a sharp mournful cry under the crowd of wooden branches.

The twig pierces through the air, as if ten thousand arrows are fired at once, falling down!

Even though mantis shrimps have solid armor on their backs, they cannot escape the fate of being tied into a sieve.

The fishing village is cleared, and the weirdness is wiped out!
It has to be said that although Shinto may not be the best move, it is definitely the ability that Ning Luo has used the most since he practiced Taoism.

Words follow the Dharma, and a thought arises and perishes.

This kind of power gave Ning Luo the illusion of controlling everything in the universe, and even controlling the Dao.

But those are delusions.

All he needed was a divine sense or dao aggregate equal to Ning Luo's, and the giant tree under his feet could be instantly disintegrated.

Shinto is suitable for Wushuang, and it is suitable for pretending to be aggressive, but it is difficult to defeat the strong with the weak.

This is its most fatal flaw.

Ning Luo calmed down and patted his shoulder.

This violent murder was indeed an unplanned action.

Because the hand that was on his shoulder just now was really disgusting.
Ning Luo has long since gotten rid of social fear, but in his bones he still has a reclusive and xenophobic character.

There was a stranger who came forward for no reason, and hooked up with him, even circling his shoulders with his fingers, and looked at him by the way.
The point is, is it still a man?

Who are you? !

Ning Luo immediately had goose bumps all over his body, and almost instinctively shot!
"It's broken, I didn't get any information, and the water spirit beads were also lost."

"Tsk!"

But to Ning Luo's surprise, this strange situation seemed to be more difficult.

Because the deceitful environment did not dissipate due to the destruction of the mantis shrimp group, it seems that the deceitful king has not been executed, and Ning Luo still has room for recovery.

Ning Luo waited quietly for a long time, seeing that there was no change in the strange situation, she also raised her eyebrows.

"It seems that there is still a play."

Ning Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to the surface with the help of the falling wooden branches.

With a slight movement in his mind, and with a wave of his palm, the towering ebony tree disappeared into the invisible in an instant.

Instead, there were old vine-like winding branches on the black sand, forming a dark brown arch bridge for Ning Luo to step on.

The twigs are the roots of ebony, extending in all directions in a blink of an eye, deep into the quicksand.

"The quicksand is flat, so most of the King of Gui is also hiding in the black sand."

"Luckily I have ebony."

Ning Luo used the roots of ebony to explore the way, because it was transformed by his spiritual consciousness and Dao Yun, so Ning Luo could also perceive the strangeness that ebony could perceive.

He walked in the sea of ​​sand, and saw that there were ruins of walls and broken wooden boats on the quicksand.

There are even some deformed fish lying on the black sand with their white bellies turned over, exuding a pungent stench.

Ning Luo squinted slightly, aware of the violation.

"This fish."

"It shouldn't be weird."

"So its distortion actually happened before the strange change of the sky?"

What caused such mutations in fish?
The only answers that Ning Luo could think of were the Lingzhu dumped into the rivers and lakes, and the by-products of the daily activities of the residents of the Northern Territory.

"Moreover, the weird image comes from the imagination of the creator."

"."

"Fuck."

"Don't, don't, don't, I can't go back, what the hell."

Ning Luo had just planned to deduce the root cause of the strange changes in the Northern Territory, but he was stunned on the spot.

Because now when he thinks of that charming and hospitable woman, he will immediately recall the curled figure of the mantis shrimp and the thousands of dense pairs of abdominal claws.

"my eyes!"

"unlucky!"

"No, you, how much hatred do you have with this group of people in the Northern Territory?"

The point is, this conjecture is quite vivid.

Ning Luo has never been to the Holy Palace, but it can be concluded now.

The mantis shrimp may not be the ugliest and weirdest, but it must carry the deepest malice of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Ning Luo could no longer look directly at the coyness of others, because then he would immediately put it into the image of the mantis shrimp.

If there is another woman from the water area who scratches her head and poses to him, she will put on a posture that the door of my house is always open.

All that Ning Luo could think of was probably the mantis shrimp that bared its teeth and claws at him.

This way of quitting is also quite simple and rude.

For the time being, let's treat it as the instigator who kindly helps.

"I thank you."

Just as he was thinking, the twigs under the black sand suddenly gave some feedback.

Ning Luo withdrew his thoughts, his eyes turned cold.

Although he couldn't see the shape of the weird thing, he could roughly guess the species from its outline and behavior patterns.

It was a rampant crab.

However, the chelicerae seem to be able to stretch freely.

Because the ebony roots summoned by Ning Luo hadn't even gotten close, they were instantly cut off by the giant crab's extended pincers.

However, Ning Luo was not moved.

Because with his current strength, looking at the strange situation, he has already been unimpeded.

Ning Luo just sat cross-legged on the twig, holding his breath and concentrating, gradually falling into a dream.

Xiang Xiang fell into a dream, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already a water town in the northern region surrounded by light mist.

And the towering building in front of Ning Luo is neither a fishing village nor a town.

Rather, he had long wanted to personally visit the Saintess Temple.

(End of this chapter)