Chapter 57 Immortal Mountain? Ghost Cave

Yunwu Village, a village with thousands of people named after its approach to Yunwu Mountain, was originally a quiet and harmonious village that relied on the mountains and ate on the mountains and drank water, but today it is shrouded in a sad atmosphere. The village is full of people's crying and shouting, and the entire village is shrouded in huge resentment. It was originally June weather, but the whole village feels very cold.

The crying was earth-shaking, the ground was filled with white human bones and bloody minced meat, and piles of broken limbs and arms, making people wonder if they had come to the legendary underworld.

"Thank you for saving our village, thank you for saving our village! You are still here, thank you for saving our village." After breathing enough, the village name shouted to the surviving people in the village.

Hearing the shouts, the surviving villagers in the village realized, and they all crawled over and knelt on the ground to express their gratitude to Jiang Feng. Looking at the remaining villagers, Jiang Feng quickly asked them all to get up.

"Friends, you don't need to thank you. This is just a small task to me. People like them have been punished, and the dead are gone. You who are alive must live well."

"Let me say a few words. It is best to move out your village immediately. You can go as far as you can. The mountain ahead will undergo a huge change recently. At that time, a huge disaster will come. Moving out early will be good for you. You can leave some blood for your village." At this time, the big golden monk let out a mouth and said to the villagers.

"Mom, this big crow can speak." At this time, a little girl pulled a simple-looking woman next to her and said to her.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't mind the fairy bird, the child can't speak, please don't blame me, please." The woman begged the big golden crow in horror.

"Uh, it's okay, Benwu is not so stingy, but you'd better remember what I said. This mountain is about to undergo a major change and will not be your blessing in the future. If you don't move away, a disaster will soon come." The Big Golden Crow originally heard the little girl calling it a big crow and immediately petrified, but seeing the woman begging for it so much, she was embarrassed to care about it with a little girl.

"We will definitely implement the words of my benefactor. Friends, let's listen to my benefactor and clean up the details and leave. If I hadn't saved me a bit of food ten years ago, I would have starved to death and I wouldn't have harmed you." The villager who was rescued before continued. Some of the villagers were still a little hesitant, but the words of my benefactor were like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, which made them immediately make up their minds.

"Okay, let's listen to my benefactor. Let's go clean up the fines and soft things together, then light a fire for the village to bury our relatives and friends, and then move the village." At this time, an old man stood up tremblingly and said to everyone that this man seemed to have more prestige in the village. As soon as he spoke, everyone agreed and immediately took action.

"Hey? Third uncle, why don't you clean up?" Gouwa saw that everyone was cleaning up, but the old man had not moved yet, so he asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm old and can't go that far. Xin Hao is the only one left in the village. I'd better stay here. For me, it's just a few more days to live less. Gouwa, your parents died early and there are no relatives at home. Since childhood, each of the villagers saved a bite of food to raise you. You are a good child. You must lead the villagers to find a rich land, develop well, and live a good life." The old man said with a crutch and patted Gouwa's shoulder.

"Well, Gouwa understand. I will lead the villagers to find a good place to live well and develop our village again. However, third uncle, I can't bear to part with you." Gouwa said.

"Haha, silly child, your third uncle has lived almost two hundred years old. Maybe he will die tomorrow. No need to be sad. The burden on you is still heavy and you must take it down. Also, from today on, you will not be called Gouwa. Although we found you at the entrance of the village and don't know what your name is, today I will give you a name: Wu Zhongtian, I hope you can lead our village to develop to the peak of our lives." The third uncle said with a smile.

"Child, don't interrupt. After listening to me, these two benefactors have great kindness to our village. I see that they will enter the holy mountain after we leave. When your third uncle was young, he went to Yunwu Mountain to pick tea for a hundred times. He is quite familiar with the road at the foot of the mountain. Our village cannot be ungrateful. I stayed to take the two benefactors into the mountain. They are all people with great powers and will not be in trouble." The third uncle continued to say to Gouwa.

"I will try my best to protect you from being hurt when you enter the mountains, don't worry." Jiang Feng said. He knew that it would be useless to say more at this time. The old man had made up his mind. He really wanted to go to Yunwu Mountain to see it. It would be much better if someone familiar with the environment led the way to explain. In addition, this third uncle is indeed too old and is no longer suitable for long-distance relocation. Staying here is a helpless move.

Not long after, all the people who survived the village had cleaned up their fineness and, at the command of the third uncle, Wu Zhongtian, took a last look at the village. Jiang Feng's sun fire was lit out, and the whole village was ignited as if it was splashed with oil. Under Jiang Feng's control, the real fire did not spread and burned within the village.

There is no way, there are too many dead people, and time is tight, so they cannot be buried in peace, so they have to hold cremation for them and let the dead rest in peace.

Seeing the names of the villages crying and slowly leaving the land where they gave birth to them, Jiang Feng sighed and said, "Oh! Perhaps this is also a good thing for them. If you leave this sad place, this matter will be forgotten one day and will not become a nightmare. A new village can always develop." With the fierce burning of the sun's true fire, the entire village soon became a piece of ashes.

The resentment in the air was also refined by the sun's true fire. The surrounding temperature was finally as hot as June. After taking back the sun's true fire, only a pile of ashes were left telling that bloody history.

Jiang Feng sucked all the ashes into his hands and compressed them into a gray-white ball and hit them into the ground, which was to make everyone feel safe. Then he turned to the old man and said, "I will put you into a special space later. I will release you when I arrive at Yunwu Mountain. Don't worry, I will do my best to protect you from being hurt."

"Well, thank you, my mercy. I'm already dying. I've been taking it lightly after living a day or a day. If necessary, I don't have to worry about me. I won't blame you."

"Okay, after taking this pill, you probably can live a few more years. It won't be that short-lived, don't worry." As he said that, Jiang Feng took out a healing pill issued by the Taiyin Sect and handed it to the old man.

This pill was originally made of old pills that have been growing for several years and contains extremely strong vitality. If you are injured, you will restore the wound. For mortals, it is a elixir that prolongs life and cures diseases and heals the wound.

After taking the pill given by Jiang Feng and swallowing it, the old man only felt a strong energy rising from his lower abdomen and spreading throughout his limbs and bones. He suddenly felt much younger and no longer had the trembling appearance when walking. Although he was not as good as a young man, he was no longer so weak.

After putting the old man in the black jade ring, Jiang Feng asked, "Old Jin, you just said that those people would not be able to get out after entering this mountain. What's going on here in a big disaster in the future?"

"Boy, please feel the clouds and mist around this mountain and see what kind of power it contains." The Big Golden Crow did not directly answer Jiang Feng's words, but asked him to take some clouds and mist and try it on his own.

Jiang Feng's pores were spreading, and the surrounding spiritual energy continued to enter his body like a river returning to the sea. The fog that never dissipated all year round on Yunwu Mountain was also driven to float towards Jiang Feng. After grabbing a trace of fog, Jiang Feng felt it carefully and finally found something strange.

"Huh? It's so strange. This mist actually has a ecstasy nature, and contains an extremely weak yin and cold power. Although it is weak, it is extremely pure. No, there is also a very evil death aura. This death aura seems to have vitality. What's going on?" Jiang Feng felt the difference in the mist and asked the big golden crow. In his words, he had lived for millions of years and didn't know how many things he had seen. Although Jiang Feng discovered the difference in the mist, he still didn't know what was going on.

"The evil dead energy you found is actually called ghost energy, which is naturally emitted by the ghost cultivator. Every ghost cultivator must find a pit of ten thousand people to practice, and then set up a formation to convert the dead energy into ghost energy for cultivation. Ghost cultivator is usually in the ghost world and will not appear in the human world. But if I guess correctly the mountain in front of me, many evil ghosts are sealed inside. Recently, the seal is loose, and the sealed magic weapon will leak out, creating a feeling of a treasure coming out." Da Jinwu said, looking at Yunwu Mountain not far away.

"Oh? There are ghosts on Yunwu Mountain? I heard that people die as ghosts, but I don't believe this statement. What's wrong with ghosts?" Jiang Feng continued to ask.

"It is not very right for a person to die as a ghost. It should be that the resentment arises after a person dies. The death energy around him is enough. These resentment will combine with the death energy to form resentment. This resentment continues to grow, and absorb the death energy and finally form a resentment spirit. This resentment is called the primary ghost. However, in addition to the naturally formed ghosts, a small number of people gave up their bodies and ran to places with extremely heavy death energy and Yin energy to absorb this spiritual energy according to the method of ghost cultivation. In the end, the body rots and forms a ghost body, also called a ghost. Of course, some continue to sacrifice to their own rotten bodies. This is called zombies, but zombies are generally in the corpse world, and ghosts are in the ghost world, and they belong to different planes." The Big Golden Crow took the opportunity to give Jiang Feng a lesson and said in detail to Jiang Feng.

"So that's it, I understand. It seems that many people have died in this Yunwu Mountain, or there is a powerful ghost cultivator sealed inside, right?"

"Well, it should be like that, but this ghost should not be too strong. Your fingertip is very unusual and can protect you. I used to be an emperor-level strength. Although I was blocked, I was not afraid of a little ghost. We can all go and take a look."

"Okay, then let's see what's going on. If you can, kill this evil ghost and eliminate harm for the people. Unexpectedly, this holy mountain in the eyes of these villagers is a true ghost cave, hehe." Jiang Feng said with high spirits in his eyes, and flew towards the Yunwu Mountain shrouded in the ghost fog with the big golden crow.
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