"Do you know how precious a piece of corn cake without wild vegetables is to them, enough for them to let your wife sleep with you, but you just asked a few questions. It's enough to break a small piece of this thing." When the old man said this, he seemed to be confused, and then added angrily, "You are a spendthrift!"

"You are so rich, do you still care about this piece of corn cake?" I retorted loudly, "You---" the old man was about to say something, but suddenly I interrupted. "By the way, how do you know that corn cakes can be replaced with your wife? Have you done such things before?" "I----" The old man's face turned red, but then he returned to normal, and his tone became smoother. "We practitioners of Taoism are like passing clouds for men and women." "Do you often do this kind of thing in the past?" "Huh! Why is that cloud like a bird?" "Don't interrupt, honestly explain to you and the past Yanyun." "Let's go on to talk about the customs and customs of this world. Where did you talk about it before? Oh! By the way, I mentioned the 'Soul-Devouring Forest'"

During these two days, I have been luring the old man to talk about his experiences and other things in this world, and have successfully brought the topic to the forest where I came out, which is what the old man called the "Soul-Devouring Forest". After hearing what he said, I had to give up asking about the old man's romantic affairs and listen quietly to him telling him br       //

"Yeah! Yes!" The old man cleared his throat. "Our world is a world of cultivation. It was originally rich in spiritual energy. Many powerful figures have emerged. They can really move mountains and fill the seas and fly to the sky and hide in the earth. However, in ancient times, the adjacent demon world had no idea how to use a way to open a passage between the two realms. Then the army of the demon world came along the passage. If we wanted to occupy this place, the monks in our realm naturally had to fight back. So we fought a battle between the two sides in the "Soul-Devouring Forest". Although the monks in our realm were almost completely injured and killed, they finally drove the army of the demon world back, and the passage between the two realms was also sealed. This is the famous "Demon-Destroying Battle" in history.

However, people in the demon world did not know what spells they used to seal the ghosts of the dead monsters in that place, and then gradually grew into big trees. Each tree was hidden with a ghost of a monster. Every night, these ghosts would emerge from the tree and wander around, and would pounce on them when they encountered living things. What was strange is that the ghosts of these monsters would not only devour the soul, but also eat the flesh and blood of the corpse, and even the bones would be bitten and eaten. No one who entered the "Soul-Devouring Forest" came out alive. Gradually, there was a forbidden area and no one dared to enter.

I have seen this history told by the old man in my dreams. The scenes I saw are more detailed and specific, but I couldn't tell them, so I had to pretend to be ignorant and listen honestly. It was not until the old man finished speaking that I asked, "What are the monsters that appear now?"

"Oh!" the old man sighed heavily. "The Demon World was not willing to give up the failure back then. He had been trying to find a way to break the magic circle that sealed the channels of the two realms. After that battle, almost all the powerful figures fell. The younger cultivators did not have the ability to strengthen the magic circle. After countless years of attempts, the ancient magic circle was finally broken open, and a trace of black air from the demon world emerged from it.

We call this black air the demonic air, which is the source of energy in the demon world, but for our cultivators in this world, it is like poison. After absorption, the weak will be damaged in the skills, and the severe will become crazy, bloodthirsty, and become a demon without minds.

Although there is not much black air coming out from a very small gap, after years and continuous gushing, countless years later, the spiritual energy in this world was finally completely polluted, making the monks afraid to absorb the spiritual energy. This is a worse problem for the monks who have already declined in this world. Only by absorbing the spiritual energy in the spirit stone can they barely practice.

However, the number of spirit stones is very rare, and most of them are produced in dangerous places, because wherever spirit stones are produced is very rich, the wild beasts will become very powerful and can easily evolve into strange beasts with terrifying abilities. Many monks looking for spirit stones have been killed by these strange beasts. Even if they are lucky enough to get the spirit stones and can come out alive, they still have to face the robbery of others.

Cultivation is originally about acting against the will of heaven, and the process is very difficult. In addition, this situation makes cultivation even more dangerous. Many inheritances have gradually been cut off, and the monks who barely survive have become weaker and weaker.

What's even more terrifying is that the gap in the magic circle is still getting bigger. Although the speed is extremely slow, one day in ancient times, several monsters actually rushed out from it. "When was it in ancient times? And when did you talk about ancient times? Is there a little more specific time?" I interrupted the old man's story. Because I really want to know what year the war I saw in my dream happened.

"These things were passed down by the older generation. I don't know how many generations it has passed down to this day. No one can explain the specific time clearly." "Okay, then you can continue," I said helplessly.

The monsters that came out of the gap should be the lowest level monsters, but they were very powerful for the declining monks. They took several lives to kill all of these monsters, but this matter did not end there. In the days that followed, monsters would emerge from the gap every hundred years.

At the beginning, the monks in this world would try their best to hunt. Although they could kill all the monsters every time, they also had to pay a heavy price. As the number of monks became smaller and smaller, no one was concerned about this matter anymore. Fortunately, there were not many monsters, and they were not completely mentally. They would only attack villages and towns, but never attack the big city where monks were stationed. According to time, it has been a hundred years since the last monster appeared, but so far, no new monsters have emerged from the gap. This is really strange."

The old man's expression was a little confused, but it reminded me of the darkness I had experienced before in this world, as well as the vaguely seen figures and the voices I heard. I seemed to understand the reason. This time, there was no monster because two living people rushed out of it, exhausting the energy of the channel, making it impossible for other monsters to emerge from the channel.

Of course, I can only rot in my stomach, but I was curious about how the old man knew that no new monsters appeared. Regarding this question, the old man explained that 'After the new monsters appear, they will kill them, and then find a place where no one will lie dormant, and occasionally appear. So if monsters pop up in the gap, this area will definitely not be so quiet. "You know that the danger is, you can come, and you will not die if you cheat money." "Oh! As a teacher, there are important things to do, and this is the only way to go." The old man's tone was very painful, but it did not explain the reason for coming here. I was lazy to ask. Anyway, I knew almost nothing about this world, and I wanted to ask too many things.

I walked along the river and walked for another two days. Apart from sleeping, I almost didn't let the old man's mouth be idle. In the end, the old man who was like a chatterbox was so tired that he didn't want to talk. He walked forward with big strides, always keeping a distance of seven or eight meters from me.

I have to say that this old man has really good physical strength. He should have been trained all year round. No matter how I chased him, I couldn't catch up. In the end, I had to give up chasing him and silently digest the information I got these days.

This is a very vast world, and I don’t know the specific area. Anyway, according to the old man, it should be very big. Two adjacent cities will take at least one or two months or even longer to reach them. Maybe this is the gap between hiking and airplanes. In the future, I will also adapt to this kind of environment where transportation is basically based on walking and communication is basically based on roaring.

In addition, there is no concept of a country here. The biggest official is the city lord. The big city lord has seven or eight cities, which is almost equivalent to a medium-sized country. The small city lord has only one city, so it may still be a very remote small city, basically at the level of a county magistrate.

The city lords often fight. This situation is a bit similar to when warlords fight. Today, the city lord Zhang joins the city lord Li to fight against the city lord Zhao, and tomorrow, the city lord Li joins the city lord Zhao to fight against the city lord Wang. The bandits who have the mountain as king of the mountain will fight into the city and kill Zhang, and then become the city lord Liu. Anyway, as long as the fist is hard, you can conquer a group of younger brothers, and then find a way to make money. After you have money, you will recruit soldiers and buy horses to pull up a team. If you defeat a city lord, you can become the city lord.

This was just tailor-made for me, which made me feel a little excited, especially when I think of the city lord's life, I eat whatever I want, wear whatever I want, and then I have a large group of watery little maids to serve me whether I eat or sleep. This kind of life is much more exciting than my previous life, and I can't help but shout, "The city lords, listen to me, the people who stole your jobs and maids are here!"

But there are also regrets in addition to excitement, that is, the news that I still have no money. I gradually felt a little desperate. "Go a few steps, there seems to be a village ahead." The old man shouted loudly in front, "I know, old man." My grandfather responded loudly. Now I already know that the old man's name is Su Chengdao, but I still call him old man.

Although he was very dissatisfied with this title, he wanted me to call him Master countless times, even if he called Master Su, I refused to change it, and the old man couldn't do anything to me.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!