"Be careful sir, you might fall!"

The four-handed people do not know what shoes are, and have never seen feet. These two words do not exist in their dictionary.

I was very curious when I saw Jiang Li's feet under the hem of his robe.

But at the same time, I was worried that he would just fall and die.

After all, Jiang Li's endless supply of sea beast meat was a great bargain for them. If he died like this, it would be a pity.

Of course Jiang Li did not listen to their dissuasion. After stepping into the stalagmite area in front, the world in his vision suddenly turned upside down.

It was as if this entire piece of the underworld had been completely turned over.

It wasn't that he was standing on the ground, but that the entire ground was pressing down on his head. Below him was the swirling black mist and the endless void of the netherworld.

Jiang Li's feet just lightly touched the stalagmite, and he was quickly captured by the reversed gravity, with his figure suspended in the air and about to fall "downwards".

At this time, a vine grew out from under Jiang Li's feet, which rolled up and wrapped around the stalagmite, hanging itself in the air.

The four-handed young men in front were climbing farther and farther away, but Jiang Li still stayed where he was, hanging on the spot, looking rather embarrassed and overestimating his own abilities.

But Jiang Li remained calm and composed, and a strange wave began to emanate from his body that outsiders could not see.

That was the reversal field that he controlled, which originated from the same source as this place.

This great force that turns the heaven and earth upside down is the natural reversal area of ​​this place.

Although this is only the outskirts of Beiyin Mountain and we have not actually entered the mountain area.

What he came into contact with was just the reversal field, a slight manifestation of its power, but it still shocked Jiang Li greatly.

His previous reversal fields all came from the Jiuyou Wood in the underwater cemetery and his practice of the Jiuyou Taoist Scriptures.

What he realized were just some memories of the mother plant of Jiuyou when it lived in Beiyin Mountain.

It was already extremely lucky that he could barely cultivate the reversal field. How could the memories that had been passed down from ancient times to the present day be as clear as being there in person?

The reversal field fluctuations on Jiang Li's body began to change constantly.

The vine connecting his ankle and the stalagmite went from being straight to slowly becoming loose.

And in Jiang Li's eyes, the world began to return to its original state little by little.

He used his own reversal field to simulate and offset the effect of the environmental reversal. His figure slowly fell from the air, and his toes touched the stalagmite again.

This time he could already feel his own weight on the tip of the stalagmite.

Then he stepped on the stalagmites and walked forward. Although the effect of the natural domain continued to increase as he got closer to the mountain.

But Jiang Li had already found the trick. Every time his body was thrown up, he only needed to adjust the vibration of his body and he would fall back down.

And his body was covered with two thin layers of wooden skin.

The two Nine Nether clones each separated out a tree heart and attached it to his body.

On the one hand, the environment here may be more helpful to the two Nine Netherwoods than Jiang Li. On the other hand, they are also a layer of insurance for Jiang Li.

For example, a natural reversal field like this would have no effect on the Nine Nether Wood at all.

Even if they themselves do not master the reversal field.

There are also some other insidious monsters and evil spirits. Even if Jiang Li makes a mistake and fails, the two Nine Netherwood trees can save the situation in time.

As offshoots of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth here, they are more suitable than Jiang Li to deal with the dangers here.

Unlike those four-handed people who needed to use all their strength to hold on to the stalagmites to prevent themselves from falling, Jiang Li's movements were just like walking normally, which was much easier.

Soon he caught up with the people in front.

At this moment, suddenly a four-handed tribesman's stalagmite in his hand broke, and he fell into the void with a scream.

His mistake seemed to have caused a chain reaction, and several people fell one after another.

The journey was only halfway through, and many people had already exhausted their strength. The number of deaths would gradually increase from here on.

Every time there is such a festival, there will be a large number of casualties.

But just as they were about to fall into the sea of ​​murderous fog, vines quickly sprang out and hung them in mid-air.

It was Jiang Li, who had walked nearby, who rescued them.

With these vines, as long as they don't fall into the deadly fog, they can rest for a while and recover their strength, and then climb back along the vines.

This branch of the human race is not very populous at present.

As the descendant of the Human Emperor, Jiang Li also wants to reproduce the former glory of the four-handed people of the Laomin clan as much as possible. After all, such hardworking laborers will never be useless no matter where they are placed.

How could he bear to see these young people die in vain because of such a meaningless act?

No one knows where that old lady from Mingshan comes from and what method she used to bewitch them.

This group of four-handed people, even though their numbers were dwindling, still had to hold a festival and use their lives to please her.

They even turned this life-threatening activity into a symbol of heroism. Every person who participated or had participated in the four-handed event would have a higher status in the village.

This place, after all, is Beiyin Mountain. Even the Four-Handed People, who seem to be superior and subordinate to each other and have a certain compatibility with Beiyin Mountain, can only move around the periphery of Beiyin Mountain.

As long as you cross the line, your life will be in danger if you get close to it. And the mortality rate is quite high.

Jiang Li thought they were very stupid. How could their population grow if they held such dangerous memorial ceremonies year after year? Fortunately, they met him today.

Before, many Four-Handed people had stopped moving forward due to fear and loss of strength, and some had even begun to prepare to return the same way they came.

However, the journey was already halfway through, and it was not easy to return. Most of the four-handed young people were already in a dilemma.

But at this time, Jiang Li took action and saved more than a dozen people who were supposed to die.

That magical method instantly reduced the sense of crisis in their hearts, and their originally sore arms seemed to have regained their strength.

Many people mustered up the courage to move forward again.

Those who had fallen down also pulled the vines back to the inverted stalagmites after a rest and continued to climb forward.

The same thing happened for the remaining half of the journey. As long as anyone among them lost strength and fell, Jiang Li would catch them with vines, without exception.

The continuous successful rescues gave them greater confidence.

Without the pressure of death, the young people with four hands were able to better exert the strength they had trained for many years. In the last section of the journey, the number of people falling off actually decreased.

As a result, their performance in this festival was much better than usual, and there was not a single death.

The strong four-handed tribesmen quickly wrapped the oilcloth around their waists one by one and threw them into a copper basin hanging upside down at the foot of the mountain.

There was a little bit of fire left in the copper basin, and after getting new fuel, a blazing fire immediately started. These oils have been specially treated and can burn for quite a long time.

All the young four-handed people grabbed the stalagmites and cheered in front of the fire.

As for the warrior who won the first place, he was not a man, but a pair of slender four-handed sisters.

In this kind of competition that tests endurance more, a nimble body often has an advantage.

The amount of fuel invested this time is also far greater than before.

The tribe to which these sisters belong will probably have a long and good life.

But when they looked back at where the elders of their tribe were, they found that there was no smile on their faces. Instead, they looked worried and anxious.

"You can't do this! If you do this, you're fooling Grandma Mingshan! Something terrible will happen!"

Jiang Li heard their voices from afar.

Obviously, there are some things about the Grandma of Mingshan that these young people don’t know.

"Four-handed people, you broke the rules!"

A ghost face made up of countless skulls appeared in the dark clouds above. He looked cruelly at the four-handed man below.

"Grandma, please spare my life! Please spare the life of our little one!"

"If you want to take it, then take the lives of us old guys!"

The festival scene, which was originally brightly decorated, was suddenly filled with wailing.

The four young people who reached the end at the foot of the mountain were still confused.

A large group of evil spirits have already appeared in the sky, flying towards the village of the four-handed people.

After a while, the cold wind and black fog flew back, carrying the crying four-handed children.

"What kind of evil spirit dares to come down the mountain to rob people!"

Jiang Li has always hated those monsters that eat people, especially those that eat children.

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He stepped on the Immortal-Slaying Sword and was about to step forward to stop him.

But then there was another gust of cold wind blowing from below, causing the young men of the Four-Handed Clan to faint one after another.

Those four-handed people who were not tied with vines fell down as soon as their hands loosened. Jiang Li could only weave a vine network to catch them first.

But after this delay, he could only watch the black fog sneakily carrying hundreds of children away.

He could use a powerful spell to intercept from a distance, but that would inevitably hurt the fragile four-handed child by mistake, which would be putting the cart before the horse.

"It's all because of us that our children were killed! I'm going to see the Queen of Mingshan! I want to get all the children back!"

It was then that Jiang Li discovered that among this group of young men, there was still one person who was not unconscious and was holding on to the stalagmite tightly.

They were the same pair of sisters who had won the championship before.

The younger sister has fallen into a coma, but the older sister is still holding on.

Because among the children who were taken away, two were their children.

Not only that, she also wanted to cross the boundary and actually enter the mountainous area of ​​Beiyin Mountain, climb all the way up the mountain, and pay homage to the Goddess of Mingshan whom they had been worshipping for many years.

Want to find my child back.

But how could the real Beiyin Mountain be as simple as before? As soon as she crossed the boundary at the foot of the mountain, she realized something was wrong.

The reversal area here is more than just a simple up and down flip.

She tried to squeeze the stalagmite tightly, but her palms opened wider and wider, almost as if they were going to break her fingers.

The movements her body made were completely opposite to what she wanted to do.

In this situation, he naturally couldn't hold on any longer and fell down. Jiang Li caught him with a vine net and dragged him back together.

Outside the safe stalagmite area, all the Four-Handed Tribe members were already crying and wailing.

"It's all your fault. Why did you save them?"

"You are the one who killed our child. Give us our child back!"

Seeing Jiang Li coming back, many families who had lost their children glared at him.

Some people even stepped forward to question Jiang Li and tried to attack him.

But before their hands touched Jiang Li, a terrifying pressure burst out from him, and the air wave directly knocked over thousands of four-handed people.

The pure-blooded dragon clan, the aura of the Human Emperor, and the Shura will, combined under Jiang Li's spiritual pressure, pressed this group of four-handed people like mud, sticking to the ground.

Many people's eyes rolled back and they were foaming at the mouth. If Jiang Li had not restrained himself, he would have crushed them all into pulp.

They didn't dare to resent the Mingshan Grandma who actually took the child away, but they put all the blame on Jiang Li. Did they think he was easy to bully? Jiang Li sympathized with them because their child had just been taken away, but that was not a reason for them to be rude to Jiang Li.

In terms of terror, he may not be any worse than that Mingshan Grandma! "Please... please, sir, take back your magical powers!"

It was not until more than ten breaths later that Jiang Li slowly restrained his aura. The few people who were still barely conscious felt like drowning people returning to the shore, with a feeling of being reborn.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Under his pressure, only a few village chiefs could barely stay awake.

After the pressure disappeared, they gasped and struggled to get up from the ground.

But I dare not show any disrespect anymore.

With a look of shame on his face, he began to explain to Jiang Li the matter of Grandma Mingshan.

"Sir, this so-called festival is actually a sacrifice. The warriors in our village are actually... sacrifices!"

It turns out that five hundred years ago, the Four-Handed people lived quite well on this land thanks to their tenacious life and hardworking nature.

The population at that time even exceeded one million at one point.

But since some time ago, a powerful ghost suddenly occupied the mountain.

Then he would frequently sneak down the mountain with his men to rob children.

A four-handed person who has not inherited a reliable method of cultivation has no power to fight back at all.

In the midst of grief, children were kidnapped in waves.

Such a long-term disaster caused the population of the Four-Handed Tribe to drop precipitously. It would not take long before they were completely wiped out.

Later, out of desperation, the then chief of the Four-Handed Clan led his people to light a fire at the foot of Beiyin Mountain, and negotiated with the Grandmother of Mingshan Mountain as a mortal.

As lambs ready to be slaughtered at any time, they had little room for negotiation. The negotiation process was naturally very humiliating.

It is impossible to make the Grandma of Mingshan and the ghosts on the mountain give up eating people.

The only threat they have is that if they continue to eat like this, the Four-Handed Tribe will be completely extinct within thirty years, and they will never be able to eat blood again.

In the end, Grandma Mingshan promised not to harm their children easily.

The four-handed people also need to set up a brazier at the foot of the Dark Mountain, and they need to keep the brazier burning constantly.

Whenever the flame in the brazier was about to go out, they would select a strong four-handed man to come in and add fuel.

And those that fell along the way were sacrifices to the Goddess of the Underworld Mountain.

Over the years, this condition has caused the number of Four-Handed people to decrease, and now there are less than 10,000 people.

But they dared not disobey.

It is also necessary to call the tribesmen who go to light the braziers heroes, so that they can be proud of dying.

But the truth is only circulated among the village chiefs.

As time went by, the young people and children gradually forgot the truth. Their dream since childhood was to win first place for their village in the festival.

This is the origin of the Four-Handed Man Festival.

Jiang Li's actions ensured that no one died during the fuel adding process.

You know, adding fuel to the brazier is just a reason and excuse to deceive yourself. The real purpose is to let the young and strong people in the village die voluntarily as sacrifices.

Jiang Li saved the sacrifice, which meant he broke the five hundred years of agreement with the Grandma Mingshan.

So, the Yinshan ghosts came down the mountain to rob again and took away all the four-handed children.

(End of this chapter)