Lin Feng was invited into a slightly different infinite space. "People in the quest world actually know my identity?" In the Dungeon world, he traded for the Hand of Devil using his name wi...
"Of course, we are happy to share this gain with others, but... the Taoist sect sent people to 'seize' the Taoist scriptures, which led to the current situation."
The Gluttonous Armorer continued, taking out the dragon head again: "Sir, what good will it do you to take this back? The Daoist sect will only give you a small reward. But if we unite and work together to decipher the Daoist scriptures..."
"In the nightmare space, everyone fights their own battles. Why would you give up a better opportunity for some meager gains?"
The phrase "meager benefits" is truly tempting, and even the recently deceased Yuan Qixuan has been completely forgotten.
Lin Feng nodded seriously after hearing this: "What did you discover?"
"There are ten layers of seals in the dragon's head. Mr. Yuan has broken through three layers and comprehended the meaning of the Yuan Demon. Although we have understood some of it, we still haven't grasped the essentials."
"Where is she?" Lin Feng asked, looking at Yu Yiyao.
The Gluttonous Armor said, "The sword path that Fairy Yu cultivates is different from the things within the seal, so Fairy Yu has not comprehended it."
"Then why is she staying here?"
The Gluttonous Armor said, "Fairy Yu once obtained a portion of the Yunhe Sect's swordsmanship inheritance, and then established her own sect and country in this world."
Sects and nations?
Lin Feng glanced at the aloof Yu Yiyao, then slammed the demonic blade into the ground.
"Nine Realms Heavenly Palace, Cloud Crane Immortal Sect, Sword Dao True Immortal, Fairy Yu." After saying this, the Gluttonous Armor bowed to Yu Yiyao.
Looking at the three of them, Lin Feng said nonchalantly, "Let me see the dragon head."
"good."
Without hesitation, the Glutton Armor twisted its wrist, separating the lower half of the dragon's head and tossing it far into Lin Feng's hands.
Seeing the dragon head fly over, Lin Feng reached out and caught it. He glanced down at Wang Wu, who was still lifeless, and then extended a wisp of spiritual power into the dragon head in his hand.
In an instant, a majestic voice entered his ears, followed closely by the notification from the Nightmare Space.
"The character '魔' (mo) is related to '磨' (mo), meaning to temper or refine. The tribulations that cultivators undergo are called '魔劫' (mo jie), which are also known as '魔试' (mo shi), and are the tempering and testing of cultivators."
"Ten Tribulations of Demonic Testing: The Tribulation of Ghosts and Demons"
"After a person dies, the soul ascends to heaven, the spirit returns to earth, and only the three corpses roam, which are called ghosts."
"When people have evil thoughts, the three corpses will cause trouble. The corpse is the spirit. The upper corpse likes fine clothes, the middle corpse likes delicious food, and the lower corpse likes lust."
"If a cultivator's mind is scattered and their practice is not refined, they will attract demons into their body and suffer from qi deviation and demonic possession."
Ten Tribulations of Demonic Tribulations...
Lin Feng read it over little by little, savoring it for a while longer. He then weighed the one-tenth of the dragon head in his hand before finally tossing it back.
"How is it?" A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Glutton Armorer as he held the part of the dragon head that Lin Feng had thrown back, and suddenly felt a little uncertain about his opponent.
Hearing the question, Lin Feng glanced at the two people with some curiosity. These two didn't seem like people who cultivated this kind of Daoist method. Could it be that they, like him, cultivated the Dao internally and practiced other methods externally?
However, their understanding of the Dao seems to be different from that of the Chinese Dao, right?
He remembered that Sizang once mentioned that although they all originated from the same ideological tone, the "Tao" they inherited emphasized obedience and focus, which made them constantly hone and pursue a certain thing, and less natural.
He quickly replied simply, "Generally speaking, we have different paths."
The Glutton Armor breathed a slight sigh of relief: "Hahaha, it's alright. If you can help us comprehend even a little bit, the Shinto School will definitely present us with a great gift when we get out in the future."
"When are we going out?" Lin Feng asked softly.
"In a little while, someone will come in and come looking for us to get out," the Glutton Armor said calmly.
This is getting interesting.
Many thoughts flashed through Lin Feng's mind, and in an instant, he connected all the events, finally unfolding the events of this mission world into a huge chessboard.
Just then, Lin Feng heard a falling sound. Wang Wu, who was lying in the pit, let go of the sickle in his hand, lost his previous energy, closed his eyes and collapsed in the pit.
"Why..."
"I just want to get back the Dragon King's head; he's the Dragon King of my village."
“When the bandits invaded, the Dragon King appeared in the village in a dream and saved my father’s life; when my mother was pregnant with me, she fell into a pit, and it was the Dragon King who sent my father out to find her.”
"Old Liu from the village somehow found out that the Dragon King could be sold for money, so he had someone knock the Dragon King's head off and wanted to sell it to these damned international scholars."
"That's our Dragon King!!!"
"In order to get back the Dragon King's head, my father went to the county town with all the men in the village."
“My mother told me to go find my father. I found him. They were tied to the city wall by those scholars and beheaded along with Master Liu.”
"The students in the city say that the Dragon King was stolen by them, and that we can't get him back just by begging!"
"I took my father's sickle and followed them from north to south, finally seeing the Dragon King at the port..."
"That student said that's our Dragon King!"
"My mom said so too..."
Yu's hand twitched, and her blood-red eyes fixed on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng immediately noticed the gaze, reached out and pressed down on Yu's shoulder, suppressing the impulse.
"That's our Dragon King..."
Wang Wu's voice gradually faded, and his eyes, which had reopened, glared angrily at Lin Feng and Yu. This was the fifth person to find him, and it was the second time that two people had found him at once, yet they had still become each other's accomplices.
He hated himself for not being strong enough, and for not being able to go any faster.
hatred...
Suddenly, he sensed something. He saw Lin Feng beside him, holding the demonic blade, release the jade, open his demonic body to reveal a human face, and his eyes revealed a strange meaning.
"I..."
Are you comfortable lying down now?
"Huh?" Wang Wu was taken aback when a bottle of potion was tossed to him. "You? Aren't you... going to... go with...them?"
"Did I say that?" Lin Feng asked curiously. "I didn't say that, I just looked at the dragon head."
"Uh...I...you..." Wang Wu suddenly felt incredibly tongue-tied: "Weren't you going to take me away?"
Taigu, who was far away, spoke up angrily. He had obviously heard Lin Feng's undisguised voice and seen the potion that Wang Wu had picked up: "Hehe, Mr. Changgu, we've been tricked again."
"Yes, I took you away, but I didn't say I wouldn't help you."
As Lin Feng spoke, he picked up the demonic blade again, closing the demonic power on his face as he looked at the completely distorted space.
Dragon King, Master, a hundred years ago... So these people are participants from a hundred years ago?
In the instant that the thought flashed through his mind, the space around the planet seemed to be squeezed into flattened clay, approaching its limit. Lin Feng's divine sense, which was interwoven within it, also became unusually slow, as if he had just entered another world: "I will only help you once. If it doesn't work, you must come with me."
"I understand!"
Wang Wu nodded heavily, feeling the energy flowing through his body again, then raised his sickle and slashed with exceptional sharpness.
"Yu, go stop that man. I'll take care of Yu Yiyao." Lin Feng changed his strategy and was dragged into the sky by the dragon claw.
Yu turned her blood-red eyes and saw the three alien beings who had climbed out of the dimension of the heart, and couldn't help but smile.