The Lord who use immortals as food

The thick stone door is as solid as a cage, as if to block out things that should not appear in this hall.

The two of them stopped talking to each other. They were now having a feast in front of the steps for the Son of God. After the ceremony started, this was a place with no way out or in.

There is no way to retreat at this point.

For Pei Ye, it was enough to be able to find the girl and no longer have her face danger alone in a place where she could not see or touch.

Apart from this kind of thing, there are not many things that the boy is afraid of.

He slowly held the girl's hand tightly, and wanted to hold the black cat in his arms, but Li Mingqing had already hugged it first. So the young man looked up at the rising light spots and pressed the hilt of the sword tightly at his waist.

In a state of silence, this unimpeded ceremony was finally completed, and the firefly-like light spots flowed into a river reaching the sky.

The silver ribbon hanging upside down from the sky submerged the three of them.

Pei Ye once again felt like the world was floating and the stars were changing, but it was completely different from the time under Zhu Gaoyang and just outside the stone gate.

——Everything in front of me is leaving the field of vision, except for those purple bamboos and white mist.

They are growing and ethereal.

Without leaving or changing, the bamboo penetrated the white mist, and the sarong covered the purple bamboo, shrouding them so clearly. When everything settled, Pei Ye felt that he was still where he was.

Didn't go anywhere.

There is still that deep silence. Only when you are underground can your ears feel such a sense of fear, as if you are isolated from the world.

There is still a hard stone surface under the feet. The intricately painted jade array is slowly dissipating its fluorescence, and the stone wall is so cold that it seems like water droplets are oozing out.

It's just that the surrounding exotic bamboos are taller, as if they have grown for decades, reaching into the bottomless darkness above.

It was the first time that Pei Ye saw the appearance of these strange bamboos when they grow up. The heterogeneous purple color was as deep as chalcedony, but it did not come from some illusion. Except for the dead and new fallen leaves covering the ground, the bamboo body was also the same. It is also cold, moist, and hard, even like naturally growing bamboo, with rough, curved, and even diseased spots.

Such a real bamboo forest.

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment before he noticed the unusual silence around him.

His heart suddenly tightened - this underground stone temple was either small or large. If the ceremony had been completed, the so-called Son of God might already be in the bamboo forest very close by.

As soon as he thought of this, he squeezed the girl's cold hand again, turned his head and whispered: "Be careful, the Son of God may be already there -"

In an instant, the young man's heart seemed to be crushed.

Pei Ye's whole body stiffened, and the cold suffocation tightened around his throat.

All that was left in his hand was a girl's severed arm.

As if a giant hammer hit the back of his head, Pei Ye felt dizzy and hazy. The next moment, an arm with thin white skin and green sleeves suddenly wrapped around his arm. The young man's heartstrings were at this moment. Stretched into a trembling straight line, he pulled out Shan Yu, but his movements were stiff. For a moment, he didn't know what to do with this arm that made his heart tremble.

At this moment, a calmness like cold night water filled his heart, and [Quail Head] instantly cleared his mind. Pei Ye's eyes condensed, and he felt that he had penetrated a layer of fog, and the girl's hand was on his hand. The severed arm twisted and transformed into a black and purple snake shadow.

The ferocious fangs were rushing toward his face.

The mountain feather swooped up, and with a "snatch" sound, the Qiu Shui sword first penetrated the snake's neck and then penetrated the purple bamboo. The bamboo shook and the leaves floated, and the two were nailed together.

Pei Ye took a deep breath to calm down the suffocating feeling in his chest. The green shadow beside him leaned forward, and he immediately stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the girl's leaning waist.

Her face was already pale and her lips had lost color, but now she felt as if a serious injury had relapsed, and she collapsed in his arms and was shaking deeply.

The black cat with solemn eyes retracted its little claws from her cold forehead: "This place is overwhelming her mind, like a knife piercing her heart. Her heart is not clear, and she is even more tortured here."

"...This place?" Pei Ye asked blankly, suddenly realizing something, he slowly turned around.

It turned out that it was not because he was still in the stone hall that he could still see the purple bamboo and the stone wall.

It's just that since he came here, he has been at the starting point, with his back to the broadest thing.

The dome was still a deep and distant black, like an upside-down abyss, but there was an unknown source of light in front of me, and everything in my eyes was clearly visible.

The boundless bamboo forest is paved with layers of purple jade shadows, and the mist shuttles through it, as soft as the breeze and floating like water waves, covering it to the end of the field of vision.

This is indeed not like a deep and cramped underground, but a real ethereal fairyland.

Between the bamboo forests, a straight white stone road paved with jade leads far into the depths of the mist. The high desert that makes mortals tremble is pressing over from the end of the road.

They were at the starting point of this magical trail.

Pei Ye's heart suddenly felt empty, and he stretched out his hand to press the sword box behind his back.

This was his ultimate reliance for all the rampage after coming to Xiangzhou. At this time, he opened the box and took out the sword. The smooth and delicate blade of the glazed sword was still lying inside, but Pei Ye gently pressed the hilt of the sword and already felt something.

Distant communication, weak transmission.

Pei Ye suddenly knew where he was.

Thirty years ago, Dongfang Tian trekked into the mountains alone for a month to find the place of obsession; two months ago, Zizhuang and Zhang Zijing found the place of nightmare with their paintings. At that time, Zhu Shijiao was plotting against a person here. All matters related to the birth of the Immortal Lord Moon Queen.

It is located deep in Xincang Mountain, and it takes fifteen days to trek here from Yinyang.

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"...I'm fine." The girl lying on his shoulder stopped shaking, propped up her body and said weakly.

Pei Ye looked at the girl's face. The pale color remained unchanged, but her eyes were hardened. She supported herself and smiled weakly: "The energy is coming back little by little, I'll be fine."

Pei Ye nodded and pulled out the long sword from the bamboo. The snake corpse with cold scales fell to the ground, and a few strands of blue blood flowed out of the wound.

Pei Ye's eyes stayed on it for a moment, then turned to look ahead solemnly.

This is the final place where they traced the immortal scroll. The legendary "Son of God Lingzhao" lives here. There is no doubt that through this place, he can reveal many secrets of the Zhushi Sect.

This cult is never heard from as soon as it appears.

Pei Ye closed the lid of Liuli without saying a word and stepped forward first.

Li Mingqing followed closely behind, holding the black cat in her arms. In such a vast and ethereal fairyland, it was so silent that the only sound was their lonely footsteps.

The formation of Yuke completely lost its light, and the misty mist gradually submerged their figures. Where the two left, the snake corpse that fell to the ground had disappeared.