Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 127 "915" calls out the babbling, read the wrong spell!
"Here is a piece of paper!"

Heart untied the entangled strips of rotten cloth, and found a piece of paper wrapped inside, greased paper!
"What's written on it?"

A few people leaned over curiously, but heartily threw away the dirty cloth strips and handed the paper in front of them.

The paper is very rough, with a layer of oil on it, and it should be specially treated for waterproofing. After taking it apart, it is just the size of two palms.

"Can you recognize these words?"

Xin Xin handed the paper to others, but he didn't know the words on it.

Bai Niao took a look at it, shook his head, and handed it to Yang An.

As soon as Yang An got it in his hand, a message box popped up in front of him, making him slightly taken aback.

「[Calling and raving]: 仚 (xiān); a way to call people, when you follow these methods to do, think, and babble, it is very likely to get a response from you.

Use cost: Every time you babble, if you don't get a response from you, the babbler's body will rot and lose a point of mind; if you get a response from you, you can ask for whatever you want, and you can't refuse.

Status: Cleanable! "

This is not an ordinary piece of paper, it records the ways to summon a disciple!

That is to say, what is recorded on this paper is useful!

Yang An immediately thought in his mind that when he just entered here, he heard what those people were chanting. Could it be the ravings recorded on this piece of paper?
But when he looked at the words on the paper, they were crooked and distorted, like twisted lines. He also couldn't understand, so he handed the paper to Zhitong first.

None of the three people knew the words recorded on this piece of paper, and now the childish child became the last hope.

Fortunately, the childish child took it from his hand, looked at it, and immediately responded.

"This is the language of the Jinwa country, I know it!"

She didn't say why she knew each other, but everyone understood it, and only people from Jinwa country would say that.

It is naturally best for someone to know the words on it, and a few people asked the children to read the things recorded on it.

But Zhitong looked at it for a while, but shook his head.

"You can't just read what's on it. I can only tell you what's written on it."

Both Xinxin and Bainiao didn't understand what Zhitong meant by saying that, but Yang An understood.

"Is the thing written on it the voices we heard earlier? What they read out of their mouths?"

Whether he can verify his conjecture can only be asked by the childish child.

Heart and White Bird both glanced at Yang An.

The childish child nodded.

"But not only this, but also the ins and outs of this place!
This is probably the only clue to whether we can get out of here! "

Sure enough, it was the same as what those people said before, Yang An nodded and asked Zhitong to talk about it.

Soon the time for a cup of tea passed, and through the childish narration, everyone finally knew what this place was.

A hundred years ago, this place used to be a small city in the Yundan Kingdom. It was a day when there was a natural disaster, and the people were devastated.

A legendary immortal came here to preach, hoping to enlighten the creatures here.

But these people were stubborn and controlled the immortals. In the event of a disaster, it was rumored that eating the flesh of the immortals would make them immortal.

The fairy was eaten by everyone, and the bones of the fairy were buried in the valley outside the city.

Since then, it has become a place abandoned by immortals, and it has been cut off from the outside world since then, and it can no longer lead to the outside world.

People here are dying gradually, but those who ate the fairy meat are still alive.

They are truly immortal.

But soon, those who survived discovered something terrible.

Perhaps it is because of eating immortals that they lose their five senses forever, can never sleep, can never have intercourse, and can never be full.

They begged, begged to be forgiven by the gods, to be forgiven for their sins.

Someone found a way in the valley where the bones of the immortals were buried.

There are many plants and trees with black roots in the valley, which have been growing since the bones of the immortals were buried.

They have to take the roots and make soup, drink it every day, and then recite some spells, waiting for the fairy's response.

When the immortal responds, when will they be freed.

But if the immortals don't respond, their bodies will rot day by day, and their minds will go crazy day by day.

So, these people have been begging here for a long time, and they are doing the same thing day after day, every day.

They die briefly, only to wake up again shortly after.

But after a long time, I still haven't gotten a response from the immortal...

After listening to Zhitong's narration, three questions immediately arose in several people's minds.

First, if it is a fairy, how could it be caught by a group of ordinary people?Also ate the fairy?
This sounds impossible no matter what.

Not to mention immortals, even practitioners like them, a practitioner in a fake food environment may not be able to be controlled by ordinary people.

Unless this fairy is voluntary!

Second, if the method recorded on this piece of paper is true, why has the immortal not responded after so long?

According to the records on the paper, a hundred years have passed in this place. Even if it is impossible to determine when this method was found, judging by the degree of decay of these people's bodies, it must have been a long time.

Why didn't they get a response from the immortal?Could it be that the method recorded on paper is wrong?
Third, since this place is no longer connected to the outside world, and these people call it a place abandoned by immortals, why did they teleport here?Is it just a coincidence?
Just when several people were thinking about these three questions, the people who were lying dead on the ground unexpectedly moved again.

One by one, they slowly climbed up from the ground, and the gravel on the ground was rattled.

Yang An and the others thought that these people were dead, but they were indeed as written on the paper, and they came back to life not long after.

After these people woke up, they first looked at the iron pot on the fire in unison. The thick soup inside was gone, and they raised their feet and walked outside.

"What are they going to do?" asked the heart.

"They are going to the valley outside the city to fetch those roots and bring them back to make soup.

That's where I first appeared. Those roots can condense into monsters, and their cultivation base is very weak. "

The heart question was answered by Yang An, which is also a useful piece of information.

"I think we can do what we say on paper, which might get us out of here!" Yang An continued.

There are no other clues here, this is the only way.

If they could see the immortal, they might be able to leave this place.

"But these people have tried for so long but have not been able to get a response from the immortal. If we do the same, it may not be effective."

Zhitong said that she is the only one who understands the words on the paper, and she understands the most detailed.

But after getting some information about this piece of paper by touching it, Yang An already had a guess in his heart.

"Maybe they've been reciting the spell wrong all along! We can try it first!"

"Called the wrong spell?!"

Several people were surprised that fellow Daoist Hetou could judge this information only based on what the child told him?
If it's the wrong spell...it seems very likely!
But then there is a new problem, if the mantra these people are chanting is wrong, what is the real mantra?
All three looked at Yang An in unison. Since Yang An said so, he might have the answer.

Out of caution, Yang An made a secret, and didn't say it now, but decided to go to the valley with these people first.

They also need those roots if they are going to follow the method on paper.

The few people had no choice but to listen to Yang An, and followed these people to the valley first.

There is a problem with picking the roots. Those roots will manifest as demons. How did these people pick the roots?
After a long time, Yang An finally got the answer.

The speed of these people was very slow. It took them more than half an hour to walk from the city to the valley.

Yang An and the others followed behind these people and entered the valley in groups.

And when these people stepped into the valley, the black roots among the weeds on the ground began to climb up their bodies and penetrate into their bodies.

Not long after, the remnants went in one by one, and came out again with a body full of black roots.

"It seems that we can only grab it!"

No one is willing to imitate, Yang An and the others have made up their minds.

When these people returned to the city again, and returned to the fire behind the earthen wall, the last person who walked was knocked down by his heart and held it in his hand.

Those black roots are very quiet in these people's bodies, but there is no abnormality, and no demons have manifested.

When these people returned to the fire, they immediately pulled out all the black roots in their bodies with their hands and threw them into the iron pot.

The red-hot iron pot immediately released thick black smoke, but as these black roots were thrown in, it thickened after a while, turning into a pot of black thick soup, exuding a certain rancid smell .

Seeing their actions, Yang An and the others found a place. He lit a lamp to light a fire, and then did the same thing, lifting the person he was holding in his heart, and shaking all the black roots in his body into it. In a tripod on the fire.

This cauldron is a magic weapon, from Shiratori, she doesn't care.

Now the question is, who will try?
"You have to drink this soup called Xian Mio, you have to imagine the existence of your own fairy in your heart, and you have to recite the mantra these people just chanted."

The childish child repeated it.

The heart immediately volunteered.

"We are all born meat, even if we have to bear the price, we don't need to be afraid, but if I have any abnormalities or dangers, I hope that a few fellow Taoists can lend a helping hand."

"rest assured!"

Bai Niao gave him an affirmative answer, even if Yang An and Zhitong stood by and watched, she would definitely make a move.

After getting ready, several people looked at Yang An.

"This immortal is not that immortal! Replace the word 'immortal' in the spell with '仚'! A person standing on a mountain is a 仚!"

Xinxin volunteered to try, and Yang An also let go of his guard. The reason why he didn't say anything before was because he was afraid that these guys would have different ideas, but now it seems that he was overthinking.

At the same time, he also wanted to see how the natural meatball suppressed the price?How is it different from him?

"It turned out to be this guy!"

Everyone was shocked, they hadn't thought about it before, and they couldn't imagine how Yang An could think of it, they could only attribute it to Fellow Daoist Hetou's extensive knowledge.

If it was really just a one-word difference, it would be too bizarre for these people here to do a hundred years of useless work.

Knowing the answer, Xin nodded. Looking at the thick black soup in the cauldron, without any hesitation, he directly reached into the cauldron, picked up the thick soup and poured it into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)