Starting from Scavengers to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 194

Xu Chen was a little discouraged.

These two old shit pegs are much more difficult than what Feng Feiyi said, these ordinary things alone can't impress them at all.

Just when he was thinking about whether to offer some real good things to bribe, suddenly Feng Zhao whispered a few words in an old man's ear, the old man's body shook with astonishment, and he hesitated for a moment and said to Xu Chen via voice transmission:

"Our people said that you have a very strange thing outside that can fly in the wilderness. If you are willing to keep that thing, I can consider letting you go to the ancestral temple."

Now it was Xu Chen's turn to hesitate.

Feng Zhao must be talking about the clamshell boat.

The wandering experience of the past few days told him that the role of clam shells is enormous, even more important than finding information in Feng's ancestral temple.

Because the Feng family has lived here for many years, and they know the situation of the ancestral temple very well. They said that there is no clue, so there must be almost [-]% of them. Just a slim hope.

If the ancestral temple really records the road to the mortal world, these descendants of humans will definitely not be willing to be trapped here.

At least the tone of the old man himself had already expressed this helpless thought.

But if he lost the clamshell boat, Xu Chen would lose a very powerful magic weapon for protection.

This shell can withstand even the impact of a fourth-order soul beast, greatly increasing his chances of surviving in this dark place.

If it wasn't for the clam shells before, he might have died, let alone save Feng Feiyi and successfully reach this wild tribe where the human race lives.

So after some consideration, he decided to give up this opportunity.

Because according to Feng Feiyi, the Feng clan is not the only tribe nearby, but there are several places where descendants of human races gather. There is no Liuye here, so he decided to try his luck in other tribes.

So Xu Chen could only sigh and cupped his hands: "I found that clam shell from the Styx River. I still have use and I can't give it up, so I can only apologize, but I still hope that I can exchange some things with Feng Shi." Map information for other tribes nearby."

The old man's face drooped immediately, and he said coldly: "Since that's the case, don't say anything else, you should leave here quickly, and don't appear near the Feng clan again, or we will kill you!"

Xu Chen was silent for a moment, put all the messy things on the ground into the storage bag with a wave of his hand, then nodded slightly and said: "In that case, I will not disturb, goodbye!"

After saying that, Xu Chen turned around and walked out without looking back. Everyone in the cave made a commotion in a low voice. Among them, Feng Zhao and a group of middle-aged men came forward to block Xu Chen's way, obviously not wanting to let him go. leave here.

"Naxi Yun Nie Tuga..."

Feng Feiyi angrily stepped forward and tried to push a group of men away, but Feng Zhao and the others refused to give way, and Xu Chen's face gradually became silent. He turned to look at the old man who had just spoken, and said coldly through voice transmission: " Do you want to kill me now?"

The old man was silent for a moment and said: "We don't want to do this either, but that thing is very useful to us, and this is also a very reasonable exchange opportunity for you."

"Haha..." Xu Chen directly let go of his consciousness this time, enveloped everyone in the hall, and said sarcastically, "Don't get me wrong, I am indeed here to beg you, but in fact I am helping you. It is great news for you that you really found a way out, maybe you will be able to leave the underworld and return to the mortal world from now on, and do you really think that there are so many people that you can really keep me?"

As he said that, a blue light shot out from the top of Xu Chen's head and turned into an ancient bronze mirror hanging above his head. At the same time, he turned his hand and held the Xuanqing Thunder Fire Pestle in his hand. With a large amount of vitality poured into the two magic weapons, the light split immediately The mirror released a blue light formation to envelop him, and the Lei Huo pestle also churned with thunder, puff puff la la released dazzling lightning.

A powerful and terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire grotto hall.

Everyone backed away in alarm, and the faces of the two old men changed drastically. Feng Zhao and the others quickly released the power of the billowing soul to resist the breath, and at the same time, they all took out their giant forks and backed away in horror.

Xu Chen stared at the two old men and said with a faint smile: "This is your Feng family's lair. Hundreds of you women, children, old and young are here. If you want to kill me, you must be prepared to exterminate the clan. At worst, I will die with you today." , After all, I can't find a way out, and I will die here soon, and it doesn't make much difference if I die sooner or later."

Faced with the two magic weapons suddenly released by Xu Chen, the two old men finally understood that Xu Chen's strength was not as simple as what they had just seen, it was obviously hidden deeply.

They had never heard of these two strange magic weapons, which made them more convinced that Xu Chen was indeed from the mortal world while their eyes were wide open.

Reminiscent of Xu Chen's experience of falling from the mortal world into the underworld and the experience of wandering alone in the Styx River to come here, they became more frightened in an instant, feeling that they had completely misjudged, so one of them quickly waved his hand and said a few words loudly, Feng Zhao and a group of men slowly put down the weapons in their hands in nervousness, and when the atmosphere in the hall eased a bit, the old man managed to squeeze out an ugly smile and said:
"Please don't get excited, we have something to talk about."

Xu Chen sneered, "I was talking about it just now."

The red pattern on the old man's face couldn't help but twitched a few times, so he could only continue to transmit the voice: "Since you don't want to give up that thing, we don't force it, but apart from that thing, there are other things on your body. It's useless to us, our Feng clan does have ancestral precepts, and non-Feng clan members are not allowed to enter the ancestral temple, but if you can give us some useful things from other Netherworld realms, we can make an exception and let you go in .”

Xu Chen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if you had said this earlier, it would be over.

Zu Xun is the same as swearing, but it is also the same as farting.

He originally thought that although the few items he found were strange, they should be of no use to these Netherworld people, so he simply didn't take them out. Now that the other party gave him a step to go down, he also took two magic weapons , and then smeared the storage bag with a hand, and a bulbous plant with a hundred flowers appeared in an instant.

As soon as this flower was taken out, the temperature in the entire hall suddenly dropped, and a thick cold mist rose in the air. Everyone screamed and stepped back. At the same time, many people exclaimed loudly. The expressions of the old men changed drastically.

The old man who spoke just now pointed to the white flower in Xu Chen's hand, his withered yellow beard and hair were trembling non-stop, and he was a little overwhelmed with excitement.

Feng Feiyi also rushed to Xu Chen's side excitedly, exclaiming, "Wang Chuan!"

These three words were extremely clear, and Xu Chen could hear them clearly. Although they were only homophonic, he still suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Feiyi, and at the same time asked via voice transmission: "What do you mean?"

Because the word Wangchuan is also rumored in the mortal world.

It is said that there is an underworld underground, which is controlled by ghosts and gods. After death, people in the underworld will enter the underworld through the gate of ghosts, and pass through Huangquan Road to be reborn. Wangchuan is a river on Huangquan Road.

Although these are folk tales, Immortal World does not deny this claim.

When a mortal dies, his soul will be scattered.

But if a monk dies, he does not necessarily die. As long as the spirit is strong enough, he may exist in the state of a ghost. I don’t know if he can go to the underworld to reincarnate, but after becoming a ghost, some strange things will happen. , will come into contact with things that flesh and blood cannot touch.

People who cultivate the truth and practice qi firmly believe in this.

The higher the cultivation level, the clearer the cognition of this world. For ordinary people, gods and ghosts are legends, but for monks, they really exist, but they are difficult to touch.

In history, countless senior cultivators were said to have been to the underworld, and even many immortal sects still have jade slip records to prove it.

Including Yuqing Temple, when Xu Chen observed and learned a lot of secret exercises last time, he actually saw some records about ghosts and ghosts in it, otherwise there would be no such unimaginable miraculous panacea. exists.

As for the Wangchuan flower, it once appeared in some records of the Yuqing Palace.

Among them, the ghost king who invented the ghost pill clearly stated in the jade slips left behind that he had traveled to the underworld and seen a large number of blooming white flowers.

Although some people also questioned that this true ghost king had hallucinations because of the ghostly spirit he cultivated with ghost cultivation, but whoever is a great monk who can cultivate to the spiritual realm is not a person with profound Taoism and a solid heart? So easy to hallucinate.

As for the legend of the underworld, nine out of ten are the underworld.

This is also the consensus of the fairy world, but no one knows where the underworld is.

Wu Yazi suggested that the black wind in the crack of Heifeng Ridge was the ghostly air leaked from the underworld.

After Xu Chen fell, there was not only a Styx river in the sky, but also a flower called Wangchuan in this desolate world. It can be seen that many legends and sayings in the mortal world are not just groundless imaginations.

Reminiscent of these Netherland natives who were also descendants of the human race who guarded here thousands of years ago, it can be further proved that the saying about the underworld and the underworld used to be real, only because the passage between the underworld and the mortal world was cut off. As time goes by, it slowly becomes a fairy tale.

"Wangchuan flowers are very useful to us, and they are hard to pick." Facing Xu Chen's question, Feng Feiyi's voice trembled.

Xu Chen handed the Wangchuan flower to the old man and said, "Since it's useful, it's the best. I'll use this flower in exchange for the chance to enter your ancestral temple. How about it?"

The old man quickly took the extremely cold flower with both hands, took a deep breath, and as a gust of cold mist was sucked into his nostrils, the strange red patterns on the old man's face instantly faded a lot.

"I haven't felt so comfortable in many years!"

In Xu Chen's mind, an extremely comfortable sigh sounded.

(End of this chapter)