Start: Summon a Daji

Before going to bed, He Miaoyi couldn't help thinking that this was the feeling of being hugged to sleep, and she had never experienced it before.

Warm, down-to-earth, safe.

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

Wuming Village was quiet and deserted, only Qin Feng and He Miaoyi were left alive, and they slept until very late before getting up.

Since there was no one in the village, Qin Feng decided to go to the villagers' homes to find clues.

Among them, in the corner of Xu Xiaoyao's home, I saw a line of faintly visible small characters.

"Woohoo, I'm afraid I'll die here!"

Afterwards, clues were found in many places in the village. It was obvious that these clues were left by these experts before their consciousness dissipated.

Qin Feng finally came to Wu Daojun's house, and under his bed, he saw a line of small, hidden characters, which were concealed in a very special way, and they had to be infused with immortal power to be seen.

"I strayed into Wuming Village and was trapped here. I have already got one or two clues, and I will leave it to future generations."

According to the clues, Qin Feng came to a certain place in the village, and found that location according to the mark left by Wu Daojun.

The land here is about the size of a palm and has been dyed red. At first glance, there is no abnormality at all. Only when you feel carefully can you feel that the blood is unusual.

He Miaoyi exclaimed: "What a devil!"

Yes, magic!

There are many demon cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals, but none of them can have such power, not to mention judging from the bloodstains, this bloodstain may have existed since Wuming Village appeared.

"Could it be that this Wuming Village has something to do with a monstrous troll?" Qin Feng couldn't help expressing his doubts, but He Miaoyi shook his head and said, "It's definitely not a demon cultivator. There are several demon cultivators in Wuming Village. But no one can reach this level.”

"It's not a demon cultivator, could it be... a demon god?!"

After Qin Feng finished speaking, He Miaoyi remained silent. Perhaps, it is really a god-like existence that can have such a big generosity.

Night comes again!

Qin Feng and He Miaoyi waited beside the bloodstain. With the sound of strange howls, they saw scarlet blood overflowing from the ground!

In the blink of an eye, every tiny drop of blood turned into familiar villagers again.

Wu Daojun, Xu Xiaoyao, Wang Er, etc...

Qin Feng caught one of them and felt it carefully, and he couldn't feel the slightest difference from a living person. Now he was even more astonished!

Living people can be created with just a single drop of blood left over who knows how many years ago. This is already comparable to the Nuwa who made people out of clay in mythology!

After the strange howls were heard, Qin Feng and He Miaoyi once again lost part of their memory, this time the degree of memory loss was more serious than before.

The two even forgot everything about coming to Wuming Village!The memory still stays in the battle with Immortal Soul.

After returning to the tent, Qin Feng concluded: "This kind of memory devouring will become more and more serious day by day, until one day, we will forget everything..."

"At that time, we will also completely integrate into Wuming Village and become a member of Wuming Village." He Miaoyi smiled wryly, this seemed to be an unchangeable track, and the carriage of fate would lead the two of them into the abyss.

Inside the tent, there was a moment of silence.

Qin Feng said: "Want to hear a story? Didn't you always want to know where I got these magical objects, including the elixir that saved you and so on."

"All ears." He Miaoyi was quite interested in this.

Qin Feng then told about his origin and legendary experience, even the well-informed He Miaoyi was amazed after hearing it!

She suddenly found that what she experienced was far worse than Qin Feng's!

No wonder this man was able to deal with things calmly, showing a maturity and stability that shouldn't be at his age.

"No wonder Qingxuan fell in love with a man like you..." He Miaoyi muttered, the doubts in her heart were finally resolved.

"What's the use of this? As time goes by, I will forget you, Qingxuan, and everything." Qin Feng clenched his fists, his eyes resentful and unwilling, he didn't want to forget these things, but the unknown power Just want to deprive him of his memory.

Now, the last hope lies in the time travel, and only by obtaining the solution from the time travel can one escape from this cage-like nameless village.

He Miaoyi felt a burst of sadness for no reason. At that time, the sect members would only think that she had fallen into a secret realm, and the only one with her was Qin Feng beside her.

But at that time, even Qin Feng doesn't remember her, how sad it must be?

Thinking of the endless hope and the outburst of emotions, He Miaoyi suddenly said: "Qin Feng!"

"Ok?"

"Don't forget me..." He Miaoyi took the initiative to throw herself into Qin Feng's arms, her eyes were fragile and helpless, she was no longer the high-ranking He Miaoyi in Qinglan Sect, but a weak and helpless little woman.

"You don't regret it, if one day you can leave Wuming Village, won't you blame me?"

Qin Feng sensed He Miaoyi's emotional changes and knew what she was thinking now. He Miaoyi nodded firmly and said, "I don't regret it!"

This is what you've been waiting for!

Qin Feng lowered his head and kissed He Miaoyi's fragrant lips. Although He Miaoyi was not used to it, he still clumsily catered to him.

Soon, her robe was taken off, just like that day by the stream.

He Miaoyi's eyelashes trembled, and she said in a shy voice, "Does it look good?"

"It's not good-looking." Qin Feng said ironically on purpose, He Miaoyi pushed him reproachfully, then closed his eyes and waited quietly.

I don't know how long it has passed, and everything is silent.

To say it is lingering, it is better to say that it is two travelers who are trapped in a desperate situation, report to the group in the dark to keep warm and comfort each other's souls.

He Miaoyi intertwined fingers with Qin Feng, looked at Qin Feng and said softly: "Qin Feng, if there is a day, please don't forget, remember my name, my name is He Miaoyi!"

Chapter 850 The Thing in the Mist

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

After Qin Feng and He Miaoyi woke up, they walked hand in hand in the village, temporarily put aside their worries and worries, and quietly enjoyed the time in Wuming Village.

Since they met the two at midnight, the villagers of Wuming Village were no strangers to Qin Feng and He Miaoyi, and greeted them warmly.

Wu Daojun put down his smoking hoe, picked up the towel around his neck and wiped his sweat, and said with a smile, "Young man, why don't you take your wife for a stroll?"

"Yes, Brother Wu." Qin Feng responded, and He Miaoyi didn't deny it this time, but hugged his arms affectionately. Aren't they just a newlyweds?

Wu Daojun said with emotion: "I'm so envious!"

"Brother Wu, let me help you!" Qin Feng entered the field involuntarily, took the hoe in Wu Daojun's hand and began to plow the land.

Wu Daojun smacked his tongue and said: "You kid looks good when you do farm work, but I underestimated you!"

Qin Feng smiled and said nothing, his parents were both farmers, and they often helped them with farm work when they were young, but it was a bit rusty after not doing it for too long.

When Qin Feng was doing farm work, He Miaoyi sat on the field ridge and looked at him quietly, which was also a kind of small happiness.

Half an hour later, Wu Daojun took the hoe from Qin Feng's hand: "Go, go, go with your wife, I will do my work myself."

"Ok."

Qin Feng returned to the shore and took some well water from the well to wash his feet. Suddenly, his expression was a little lost.

He Miaoyi asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"There is something wrong with the water in this well!" Qin Feng was thoughtful and insightful, even though the water in the well was extremely clear, he still found the clue.

"What's wrong?" He Miaoyi became interested, did she have a new clue.

"Wait for me a moment."

Qin Feng jumped into the well with a plop. The top of the well was narrow enough to barely accommodate an adult's body, and the bottom instantly opened up.

Below, there is an underground river connected!

At the bottom of the dark river, there are nearly a hundred skeletons lying quietly!

Judging from the number of these bones, it is almost the same as the number of villagers in Wuming Village. In addition, there are various weapons, most of which are swords.

Obviously, these weapons belonged to Wu Daojun and the others, but after a long time of baptism, and the well water seemed to have some kind of mysterious ability, these magic weapons were dimmed and turned into ordinary soldiers at this moment.

Qin Feng passed the appraisal, and the best one among them is only A grade, and it also has a hint of damage.

He had an idea, is it possible that after destroying Wu Daojun's real corpses, they can no longer be resurrected?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng decided to give it a try, but suddenly found that he couldn't use his immortal power!

Not only the immortal power, but also other abilities such as life nuclear energy and shattering magic pupils are all unusable. How similar this situation is!

The bones of monks in the Mahayana period are not mortal objects. Without the blessing of immortal power, even with epic weapons such as Judgment and Evil Lord, it is unlikely to destroy them.

"Since it can't be destroyed at the bottom of the water, I'll take it out of the well!" Qin Feng changed his mind and grabbed a dense bone.

It seems that there is some kind of power that keeps these white bones in the water forever, preventing foreign objects or forces from getting involved.

Now Qin Feng is completely helpless, he can't even use the storage space at the bottom of the water, otherwise he can transfer the bones first and then take them out.

Qin Feng completely lost his mind about these skeletons, and then swam along the river, only to be blocked again after swimming for a while.

Judging from the distance, he has probably reached the edge of the village, this damn barrier is really everywhere.

There was clearly still a way ahead, but due to the existence of the barrier, Qin Feng had to return to the wellhead the same way and climbed up along the well wall.

After returning to the shore, Xianli and other abilities could be used again immediately, Qin Feng quickly dried the water on his body, who knows if the water will cause any irreversible effects.

"How about it, what's under the water?" He Miaoyi asked curiously, and Qin Feng then recounted everything he saw in the well.

"There is such a strange river?" He Miaoyi was amazed. Everything in the Wuming Village refreshed her cognition. There is no way to seal the immortal power of the immortal cultivator that she knows, but it either requires a very complicated formation. , or it needs to be made into poison for it to swallow.

What's more, as far as he knows, these methods are only effective for monks below the tribulation period, and almost unaffected above the tribulation period.

Qin Feng is even more afraid of the well water. If it is just to block the immortal power, it will be fine, and he can't even use various abilities. This well water is so weird to the extreme!

Today, the two of them learned more about Wuming Village, but it was still an unsolved mystery.

After dinner, the two had an after-dinner exercise, which can make the body and mind happy while digesting.

After it was over, He Miao, who was blushing abnormally, leaned on Qin Feng's chest, and said softly, "If you don't want to be a fairy, what's so good about being a fairy?"

"I never want to be a fairy. It's good to be a mortal." Qin Feng was refreshed and smoked an afterthought cigarette happily.

To be honest, what I have experienced and what I have now is enough, Qin Feng doesn't want to pursue some supreme immortality, but fate seems to be playing a joke on him, and he won't let him go on once and for all.

Perhaps, this is also the price of owning a system. While enjoying rights, one also has to bear obligations.

"Little thief, how will you compensate me for breaking my morality?" He Miaoyi raised Qin Feng's chin and asked provocatively. Qin Feng put on his clothes and said, "I will compensate you for breaking your morality later, not now." , The howling sound is about to start again."