Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 835: The Pill Tribulation Devil Realm
After calming down a little, Feng Yan recalled Jiang Lang's shouting not long ago. Although it was faint, he could still hear the general meaning. The general meaning was not to panic and to protect himself.

It seems that Jiang Lang had anticipated the upcoming pill tribulation beforehand, and he understood what Fellow Daoist Hui said, but he did not dare to point it out for fear of revealing the secret and causing greater trouble.

Feng Yan reached out and touched his cheek, then looked down at his body and clothes, then he frowned and sat down cross-legged on the hill, slowly calming down and feeling everything.

The singing of birds and the sound of the wind, the warmth brought by the sun and the fragrance of the mountains and forests, as well as all the touch and feedback of the body, give people an extremely real feeling.

There are two possibilities. One is that he really arrived in a completely unfamiliar place, or even another world. Yi Daozi's "Map of Mountains and Rivers" can do it, but Feng Yan doesn't believe that Yi Daozi can seal his magic power instantly without him knowing it.

This is not even as simple as sealing the magic power, it is completely imperceptible, so all of this should be fake, just like an illusion in the mind!

After a long time, Feng Yan opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. Although the weather was sunny and windy, there were thick clouds in the distance, which looked like slowly changing tides.

"Is this all just my imagination?"

As Feng Yan was muttering to himself, he suddenly heard the roar of wild beasts coming from the mountains, as well as the sounds of some birds flying away in panic and some small animals fleeing.

"Humph, it's just an illusion, nothing to be afraid of."

Looking at the mountains, Feng Yan sat on the hill, trying to break through the barriers in his heart.

"Ow--"

The voice in the distance was deep and powerful, echoing through the mountains, startling Feng Yan so much that he stood up.

Very close!

"Lord Dragon, protect yourself."

Jiang Lang's voice seemed to echo in his ears. Feng Yan hesitated for a moment, then decisively ran in the opposite direction where the beast's voice came from. He had no intention of giving it a try.

"Ow--"

The roar of the beast seemed to be approaching, and Feng Yan ran faster and faster. He went down the hill and over the valley, and when he was looking for a suitable road, he naturally ran along a more convenient place, which gave him a sense of familiarity.

And the sense of familiarity was becoming stronger, so much so that Feng Yan was walking briskly on the mountain path, without wandering around in the mountains at all, as if he knew that the path he was running was the fastest way out of the mountain.

Have I been here before?

When this thought inevitably flashed through his mind, Feng Yan had already run all the way out of the mountains. The outer mountain roads clearly showed signs of a large number of human activities, such as signs of felled trees, and clearer mountain roads.

But Feng Yan did not stop. When he ran across the mountain path, he saw a woodcutter cutting wood in the distance. The woodcutter seemed to have noticed him and stopped his axe to look over.

Since the road is so familiar, will people also...
"Hey - boy from the Feng family - why are you running so fast -"

The woodcutter over there roared, but Feng Yan retracted his gaze and ignored him. He kept running along the mountain path and could already see smoke from cooking. It seemed that what he saw was not just a village, but a larger one, like a town with mostly residential houses on the edge.

He might not feel it at first, but by the time he reached the foot of the mountain, Feng Yan was already breathless and exhausted. It was a distant yet real feeling for him.

Feng Yan slowed down his pace, looking around as he walked, and ignored the pedestrians he met until he reached the street near the center of the town. It was relatively lively here, but the flow of people was not as dense as in the big cities. The aroma of food wafted from some street shops, and the smell of women's rouge and powder wafted from the vendors' stalls.
Everything is detailed and very realistic.

Is this all the illusion in my mind?

"Feng Yan——"

A loud roar startled Feng Yan, and he looked towards where the sound came from. Several people were walking towards him from behind, looking at him with unfriendly eyes.

"Who are you? Do you know me?"

Those people were all happy, some were laughing and some were shouting.

"Hahahahahahaha. This kid is still pretending to be stupid with us!"

"Look, folks. Has he forgotten how this kid got these clothes? Do you think my shop is easy to bully? He just took the clothes and ran away? Ten taels of silver cannot be lost!"

"Yes, not a penny less!"

Many villagers around came to watch the fun and joined in the commotion, while others were simply shocked.

"Ten taels? Just this dress?" "Silk and satin shouldn't be that expensive, right?"

Feng Yan lowered his head and took a look. The white jacket with blue pattern on the front was what he brought out from the Dragon Palace. He squinted at the person who came.

"Ridiculous, this dress is..."

"It was brought out from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, right?"

Before Feng Yan could finish his words, the visitor had already finished speaking for him, with a sneer on his face.

"Hey, Feng Yan, are you still dreaming about being the Dragon King of the East China Sea? Tsk tsk, you really look like a decent person in this dress. Since ancient times, transactions have always been about paying for goods, and then handing over the money. Where's the silver?"

The person who was speaking had already arrived in front of him, but Feng Yan looked at him with surprise. Yes, this was an illusion in his mind, and if I knew it, he would know it too!

"Where's the money?"

"Hey, Lu family, ten taels is too much. We are all from the same village!" "Yes, you should forgive others when you can. Why are you making things difficult for a fool?"

"Just the normal price. If it's not Feng's, you can just take off your clothes and give them back to them!"

"My clothes are all dirty! I want ten taels. If you don't have ten taels, I'll use the land deed as collateral!"

The person who was speaking had already reached Feng Yan, and he looked even more unhappy when he saw the latter staring at him.

"You dare to glare at me? I'll beat you up."

The man waved his hand towards Feng Yan, but he was grabbed by the arm, which made the man look surprised. "Humph!"

Feng Yan snorted coldly and shook the opponent's arm away with force, but this move that should have killed the opponent only made the opponent stagger.

"Great, you've become more capable! Hit me—"

Those people rushed over, and Feng Yan subconsciously wanted to cast a spell, but he reacted the moment he secretly exerted force, and then retreated repeatedly. Even though he did not have the magic power of a real dragon, the dragon clan was extremely good at fighting!

Just you guys!

Just as he was thinking, Feng Yan was hit in the eye by a punch.
After a long while, there were four more people wailing on the ground. Feng Yan stood there panting. He also had some scars on his body, especially his left eye. It didn't hurt just now, but now it felt a little swollen.

"Hey, you stole my clothes and beat me up, you."

"Ho, ho, ho, ho"

Feng Yan panted, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the corner of the hem of his double-breasted coat. He then subconsciously pinched the corner and turned it over to see that the words "Lu Ji" were embroidered on the edge.

Feng Yan felt as if he had been hit hard in the heart and was completely stunned. Were they really Lu Ji’s clothes?
After his breathing calmed down a little, Feng Yan undid his clothes and took them off, leaving only a single white shirt on. He then threw the clothes hard into the face of a person at his feet.

"Back to you--"

After doing all this, Feng Yan left without caring about other people's eyes, but he didn't feel very good in his heart. After the excitement wore off, the injuries on his body began to ache slightly.

Do I have a home in this fantasy?
As soon as this thought came to my mind, I felt a stronger sense of familiarity with the way home. The town was not big, but the houses outside were scattered around, more like a village. In a moment, I arrived at the familiar house.

As soon as I got there, I saw a little girl sitting at the door sobbing, with scars all over her wrists.

Feng Yan instantly felt a surge of concern and anger, and rushed directly to the little girl.

"Xiaomei, what happened? Who did this?"

"Brother, they came again and stole my date cake"

Feng Yan immediately picked up the little girl and said through gritted teeth.

"Is it those guys from last time? I broke their legs—"

After walking angrily for more than ten steps while holding the little girl, Feng Yan was suddenly startled and stopped in an instant.

Amazing! I was totally taken in!

This is not a simple fantasy! Absolutely not!
Even Feng Yan, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, felt a faint, unprecedented sense of fear in his heart at this moment. He realized that the situation was far from as easy as he had thought, and it should be said that it was extremely dangerous.

This kind of danger was something Feng Yan had never experienced before.

Feng Yan couldn't explain this feeling, but if he had to find a word to describe it, the only thing that came to his mind was: devil!
"Brother, brother, my date cake."

The little girl was crying, but Feng Yan looked at her with gentle eyes.

"Wow, wow, wow."

It started to rain, and Feng Yan reached out to wipe away his little daughter's tears and coaxed her.

"Don't cry, Xiaomei. If you cry too much, it will rain."

"Brother, why are you sober today? Where are your clothes?"

The little girl asked curiously.——
On a riverbank, Jiang Lang, who had half of his body submerged in water, woke up. The sound of water made by his arms and legs seemed to have frightened him greatly.

After a series of "crashing" sounds, Jiang Lang touched his legs, arms, body and cheeks, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no doubt that the mana is completely undetectable, but there is also good news.

"Oh, luckily it's a human being."

Jiang Lang staggered up the bank, then stood up and stared at the river beach and the surroundings for a long time.

After a long time, a drop of water fell on his forehead. Jiang Lang subconsciously raised his head, followed by the second drop, the third drop, and the
It's raining!
"Rumble"

Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and Jiang Lang was worried about the situation of himself and others.

"Old Yi will be fine. Hui Mian must have been a scourge for thousands of years. I don't know how Long Jun and the Ji brothers are doing."

Jiang Lang let the heavy rain fall on him. He thought for a moment and suddenly realized something. He looked down and was surprised to find that the water had touched his feet again.

That's not right. I just climbed to a place without water. Is it because of the rain? The water level rose so fast?
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"Ah——How am I a human——"

In a dilapidated temple somewhere, Hui Mian couldn't help but exclaimed after realizing the reality. Then he suddenly realized that if he was a mink, he would be doomed and it might not even have any intelligence.

Hui Mian looked at his hands, which were dirty but seemed small and tender. He then looked at his feet. He scratched the soles of his feet with his hands and immediately laughed out loud because of the itch.

"Tick tock. Tick tock"

A faint sound of water was heard, and Hui Mian, whose hearing was still sharp, looked outside. It had begun to rain before he knew it. He ran outside the temple to find the sound. There was a large vat under the eaves in the corner, half of which was filled with water. The rain water flowed down the eaves into the vat, making sounds.

As the rain got heavier, more water appeared on the eaves, which went from dripping to flowing continuously.

Hui Mian looked around, picked up a piece of broken bamboo and placed it diagonally over the water tank. He leaned over to look, and the still rippling water surface reflected a person's figure.

It was a child who looked not very old. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to Yunlai's divine body, and there was a red mark on his forehead.
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In this world, the beings that were dragged into the Danjie Demon Realm have gradually regained consciousness. At first, they were either shocked, or terrified, or uneasy, or confused, but gradually the boundaries became blurred and some could not distinguish themselves.
(End of this chapter)