Big dreamer

"They are all orphans in the village. After their parents died, they have been adopted and taken care of by Granny Ma." Yingluo sighed and said.

"According to what you said before, there have been many Fangcun Mountain disciples in this longevity village. Even after many years and their lifespan is limited, they should still have inheritance, right?" Shen Luo knew in his heart that there must be another person behind this. These unspeakable tragic things happened, so he didn’t study them in detail and asked instead.

"Of those Fangcun Mountain disciples, some died when they went out to explore the road, and some died while climbing mountains to ask for help. There are not many left. As time goes by, one after another passes away. Although they all have disciples According to legend, the lifespans of the disciples and disciples they accepted were shorter, and some even died earlier than them. When the village began to be attacked by monsters a few years ago, Granny Ma and I were the only ones left. Two people." Ying Luo nodded and said slowly.

I deeply understand the difficulty of sinking into spiritual practice.

Even a small sect with an orderly inheritance like Spring and Autumn Temple cannot guarantee that all its disciples can understand the Dharma nature and pass it on from generation to generation, and it is even less possible for this barren small mountain village to do so. Those who follow the path of cultivating immortals will only decline bit by bit.

When he thought of the immortal cultivators in the village who were trapped here, one by one dying helplessly, and the situation in the village was deteriorating, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

"Didn't these monsters exist since ancient times, but only appeared a few years ago?" Shen Luo asked again.

"About four years ago, the village suddenly suffered from an epidemic, and many children were infected. In order to find medicinal herbs, several villagers went to Fangcun Mountain, against the instructions of their ancestors. As a result, the ferocious birds and beasts on the mountain looked like They all opened their spiritual intelligence and ate them all, and then they became even more ferocious and started to attack us actively down the mountain." Ying Luo nodded and said.

"Every demon still has a trace of his nature before he tastes blood, but once he tastes it, he will definitely come back for it and will not stop fighting." Shen Luo sighed and said.

"Indeed. After that, we had to build a village wall to protect the entire village against the monsters that attacked from time to time. However, as the village's talismans and talismans were exhausted, Granny Ma suffered heavy losses, and the villagers died in the battle. There are more and more people coming down the mountain. The monsters and birds coming down the mountain are becoming more and more frequent. If Brother Shen hadn't appeared this time, we would definitely not be able to sustain it anymore." Yingluo said, and there was something more in his eyes. Very grateful look.

"I ended up here by chance. It's probably some kind of fate." Shen Luo shook his head and said.

"Brother Shen, the situation in the village is probably like this. What are your plans in the future?" Yingluo said hesitantly.

"I'm not from this place, so naturally I won't stay for a long time. I will leave when I find a way." Shen Luo said.

"Repelling these beasts this time can only relieve a temporary emergency. If we can't find a way out, everyone in the village will inevitably die. Since you can come in, you should be able to find a way out. Can you please ask Shen Brother, help us find a way to escape." Upon hearing this, Ying Luo said quickly with a hint of joy in his eyes.

After hearing this, Shen Luo did not answer immediately, but began to ponder secretly.

After hearing about the situation in the longevity village, he felt sympathetic but also a little worried. If the fog barrier could not be broken through, he might be trapped here like everyone else in the village.

He hasn't figured out how he returned to reality after falling into dreams several times before, and he doesn't want to be trapped here in such a daze now.

"If Brother Shen is in trouble..." Yingluo's expression darkened slightly when she saw that Shen Luo was silent.

"I can give it a try, but I'm not very sure." Shen Luo suddenly said.

"Brother Shen is a great kindness to my whole village if he can accept this. Yingluo thanks you." Yingluo stood up quickly and bowed, saying sincerely.

"Well, I'll rest in the village tonight and go out to find a way early tomorrow morning." Shen Luo helped her up and said.

"It's all up to Brother Shen to make the decision." Ying Luo said with a growing smile on his face.

"By the way, are there still talismans in the village?" Shen Luo suddenly remembered something and asked.

"No one in the village knew how to draw talismans decades ago. There seems to be some talisman paper left, but I don't know if it can still be used. Brother Shen, please wait a moment. I'll go look for it." Yingluo heard this and thought for a moment. Then, he hurried out.

Not long after, Ying Luo came back with a dusty box and handed it to Shen Luo.

Shen Luo took the box and opened it, and found that most of the talisman papers inside had been eaten away by insects, and there were only about a dozen of them that were barely usable.

Fortunately, there was a small jar of cinnabar inside, which was relatively well preserved.

When Shen Luo was overjoyed, he drew all these talisman papers into talismans. After drawing, he found that it was much smoother than in reality, and almost every talisman seemed to be full of energy when it was completed.

"Do you know how to use the talisman?" Shen Luo took out three small thunder talismans and handed them to Yingluo and asked.

"Just pour the mana into it, right?" Ying Luo was a little surprised that Shen Luo could draw the talisman, and then said.

"Not bad." Shen Luo nodded.

…

Early the next morning, Shen Luo only spoke to Ying Luo and left the village, heading towards the area covered by the fog alone.

He deliberately did not go to the hillside, but went in another direction along the mountain col to search. Only a few miles away from the village, the fog in the air began to become thicker.

Shen Luo walked carefully, from the low-lying terrain of the mountain to a flat and open area. Not only did he not find any road ahead, but the fog was thick enough to be almost substantial.

He walked forward a short distance and found that only a few feet away in front of him, a layer of fog that was obviously darker in color had condensed together. It almost stopped flowing. It looked like a white wall made of thick fog. .

After Shen Luo hesitated for a while, he decided to step into it and give it a try.

As a result, as soon as he entered it, he felt some discomfort in his nose and throat. After walking more than ten steps inside, he felt an obvious feeling of suffocation, which forced him to withdraw.

Standing outside the thick fog wall, Shen Luo's breathing finally became smoother. He followed the fog wall all the way forward and found that it really stretched forward like a high wall with no end in sight.