Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 119 118. Spiritual Dark River (4000)

"You, who are you?"

The villager panicked.

In front of him was a man in a black suit, short in stature, with a handsome and stern face, like an eternal iceberg.

A dark red flashed in the eyes of the villagers, their expressions became violent again, and they raised their hands high...

The man waved the long sword in his hand.

laugh!
A group of filthy red shadows were chopped off.

It was a bloated creature, like a leech that had sucked blood, or an overweight snake.

It was cut in half and fell to the ground, writhing and struggling.

After a while, it turned into a pool of blood and disappeared.

The villager first showed confusion, and then passed out directly.

"He was possessed by evil spirits and lost his mind."

"Now, it's all right."

The woman quickly reacted, knelt down on the ground, and said repeatedly.

"Thank you Immortal Elder for saving your life!"

But when she raised her head again, the man in black had disappeared.

******
Empty dirt road in the village.

The man in black suddenly stood still and looked towards a dark corner.

His gaze was like electricity, with a threatening coldness.

More than ten seconds passed.

There was silence in the corner, and nothing happened.

He frowned and walked away quickly.

Not long after, An Le stepped out of the shadows, sighing softly in his heart.

"As expected of Mr. Mo in the legend, his perception is really sharp."

The man in black was named Ji Zimo, and he was nicknamed Mr. Mo.

The cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment has the combat power close to the Great Perfection.

Moreover, his identity is very special.

Ji Zimo is the young master of the Demon Sect!

What's interesting is that even though he is the Queen of the Demon Sect, there are no reports of mass killings.

There have even been conflicts with other magicians.

Combined with his actions just now...

An Le's eyes flickered, and he followed quickly.

******
In the seemingly peaceful mountain village, there are already several strong auras lurking.

An Le was not the only one who first learned of the location of this secret place.

Now, they are moving.

Beside an old bluestone bridge.

The gloomy river flows quietly, and there is an ominous atmosphere spreading.

There seemed to be bloody shadows hovering at the bottom of the river.

The bridge is called Songzi Bridge by the locals.

It is said that pregnant women who walk across the bridge will be blessed by the Dragon Lord, and the child they will give birth to is likely to be a boy.

Many sons, many blessings, prosperity of wealth.

However, in the past two years, local customs have gradually undergone subtle changes.

"Whoa - whoa -"

The baby's cry suddenly sounded.

Overwhelmed by the gurgling water.

It made the people on the bridge shudder.

Ji Zimo arrived here first, and after observing for a while, he stepped into the bridge hole.

Disappeared as if swallowed by the shadows under the bridge.

An Le, who followed closely, came to the bridge, but did not follow immediately.

According to his previous deduction experience, the bridge tunnel at this time is full of dangers and evil spirits.

"Let this young master of the Demon Cult clear some obstacles for me."

An Le thought to himself.

He casually glanced at a house not far away.

Then calm down and wait for the arrival of two o'clock in the morning.

In the last deduction, he died under this bridge hole, so naturally he had to make more preparations this time.

******
in this house.

There were three people whispering.

"Brother, who is that man?"

"It seems to be a casual cultivator called Jade Face Scholar, who is not well-known."

The deeds of Anle fighting against the puppet Taoist have not yet spread.

In the eyes of the three, he was just a nobody.

In the corner of the house, many corpses have been piled up.

They are the original owner of this house and a few unlucky casual cultivators.

They have resentment on their faces, and they will die with resentment.

The three rogue cultivators were all thugs who licked blood from their blades, and they didn't care about the smell of blood.

Unlike other monks who came to Yuntianyu to try to pass the trial, these three brothers came to make a fortune!
They regard casual cultivators who are weaker and have some assets as hunting targets, killing people to seize treasures.

These days, earn a lot of money.

"Brother, why don't you...do this vote?"

The second-born man looked greedy.

"His flying sword seems extraordinary!"

"hold on."

For some reason, the boss always had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The two younger brothers were breathing heavily, their faces were flushed, dark red flashed in their eyes, and they urged.

"Brother, what are you waiting for?"

"It's just an unknown pawn in the early stage of foundation establishment. Are you afraid?"

Being so excited, the boss couldn't hold back his impulse.

The three of them sneaked out from the house, formed a siege, and surrounded the small bridge.

The spiritual power is ready to go, just ready to make a move.

There was a faint sigh in his ear.

"Hey, do you all want to court death so much?"

The boss was terrified, and when he looked up, he found that the scholar by the bridge had disappeared.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Three invisible spiritual bullets pierced through the chests of the three of them respectively.

A big hole exploded in the chest, piercing back and forth.

The eyes of the three brothers were dull, they lowered their heads, and did not say anything yet.

The next moment, the sword light flashed across.

Their heads were cut in half neatly.

Red and black leeches emerged from the bodies of the two and fled quickly.

This time, there was no need for An Le to do it himself.

Lao Mo, who had been waiting in the shadows for a long time, reached out and grabbed them.

Licking the snake's face, he crawled to An Le's side and said with a flattering smile.

"Master's miraculous skills are world-class, these little bastards are so tired of work, they dare to attack the master."

Anle sighed.

"I really don't like killing people, but no matter what...every time someone wants to force me."

As he spoke, he picked up the heavy storage bags on the three of them.

Lao Mo was in a weird mood when he recalled the people who died in An Le's hands along the way, but he still said.

"Master is right!"

"Do you recognize what this is?"

The two leeches struggled for a moment, and it seemed that because of the lack of a host, they quickly turned into blood and dissipated.

Old Mo looked at it for a while and came to a conclusion.

"This should be a parasitic leech that will amplify the host's emotions."

"Master, you still have to be careful."

After solving this small hidden danger, Anle opened the panel.

It's past two o'clock.

[Start deduction! 】

[Choose the deduction part: lower limbs! 】

[Deduction direction detected: Spiritual Dark River! 】

An Le: "Huh?"

This deduction bias did not appear in the last deduction.

【first day. 】

[In the first minute, you stepped into the passage leading to the underground. 】

[The roads here are criss-crossed and twisted, like an underground labyrinth. 】

【You follow Ji Zimo's trail and move forward. Most of the evil spirits and monsters on the road have been wiped out, and you walked very easily. 】

[In the first hour, you heard the sound of running water in the underground river. 】

[However, the soil here is loose, and if it is broken open with brute force, all passages will collapse. 】

[In the second hour, you found some bloodstains from Ji Zimo. 】

【he is injured. 】

[After walking for a while, you come across the corpses of several monks. 】

[Their auras are strange and weird, not like decent monks. 】

【You have noticed that a group of demon cultivators are chasing and killing Ji Zimo. 】

[In the 3rd hour, you saw a dark underground river, many monks have come here, most of them are sect disciples. 】

【You walked upstream along the dark river, and saw several corpses along the way. 】

[Either die in battle, or die in the river. 】

[During part of the journey, you had to dive underwater. 】

[Strange spiritual power penetrates and subtly transforms the skin. 】

[The ghost armor squirmed and adjusted on its own, and quickly adapted to the underwater environment. 】

[Unlock entry: "Break Limit" - "Ghost Armor" - Avoid Water (White)! 】

[In the fifth hour, you came to the deepest part of the dark river. 】

[Several magicians surrounded Ji Zimo's body, chanting strange incantations. 】

[Subsequently, a change occurred in the underground river. 】

[Many monks are controlled by blood leeches, you turn into a ghost face and fight fiercely with them. 】

[But they were outnumbered and eventually died of exhaustion. 】

【you are dead! 】

[The deduction ends. 】

"call……"

An Le woke up from the deduction, let out a long breath, and looked a little tired.

At the end of his memory, the entire dark river turned bloody, and countless blood leeches flew out of it.

Most of the monks here have become his enemies.

An Le fought bloody battles, but in the end he couldn't kill a bloody road.

He adjusted his mood and thought to himself.

"So it is!"

In yesterday's deduction, he did not reach the depths of the dark river, but experienced the changes of the dark river.

Now, An Le knew the reason behind this.

"In other words, the key to breaking the game now is to save Ji Zimo?"

An Le thought carefully about the next plan, and it was inevitable that she would feel a little strange.

"Isn't he the young master of the Demon Sect?"

"How could he be hunted down by the demon cultivator, and even the corpse was used as a sacrifice?"

However, now is an urgent time.

An Le stopped thinking about it and walked under the bridge.

Here, there is a passage for one person to walk through, and there are several empty small baskets.

Obviously, the people in the village put the baby here as a sacrifice to the "Dragon King".

In the passage, the cry of a baby was faintly heard.

An Le's face remained unchanged, and she walked in...

******
at the same time.

Ji Zimo was walking in the dark passage.

Evil spirits, big and small, came from all directions.

laugh!
The sword light flashed by.

They let out shrill screams, and finally the resentment dissipated.

Among the evil spirits, there are many petite ghost babies.

They are hairless, with dry and gray skin, and a mouth full of sharp teeth.

The resentment in the eyes is like substance.

Of course they hate!
Why did the biological parents give birth to themselves?
Why do you treat yourself like this again?

Ji Zimo sighed, with a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

"In the next life, I hope you can reincarnate into a good family."

He was actually a little sympathetic.

But in the next second, Ji Zimo's expression became as cold as ice again, and he turned his head to look behind him.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

A burst of applause came first.

"As expected of the young master, he managed to escape all the way here."

"Could it be that you really want to join Taixu Palace and have nothing to do with the Demon Sect anymore?"

From the shadows, a waist-length red-haired woman stepped out.

Hair cascading like a waterfall.

Every frown and smile, every gesture of hands and feet, all have a hint of charming temptation.

The purplish-red Taoist robe could not conceal her astonishing whiteness.

looming.

One can tell at a glance that this woman is not practicing any serious exercises.

Shui Ningyan looks charming, but her eyes are full of coldness.

"Young master, I advise you...don't be stubborn anymore."

"Looking back now, you are still the young master of my demon gate."

Behind her, several demon cultivators with strong aura walked out slowly.

Ji Zimo sneered.

"You guys alone can't keep me!"

The ink-colored sword flashed across.

The battle broke out.

******
After ten minutes.

Ji Zimo retreated while fighting, temporarily avoiding the pursuit of Shui Ningyan and others.

"Cough cough!"

His throat was sweet, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a touch of pain appeared on his cold and proud face.

Surrounded by so many masters, Ji Zimo had already suffered serious injuries.

But his eyes were firm, and he looked into the depths of the passage.

"I must get the Jade Cauldron Fragment!"

"As long as you join the Taixu Palace, you can get rid of the evil door and get rid of that man."

"Then, take revenge on him!"

Although Ji Zimo was born in the Demon Sect, he is not a Demon Cultivator in the true sense.

His skills came from his mother who was caught in the magic gate.

His mother's blood was very special.

It is an extremely rare spiritual body, but it is also coveted by people.

Ji Zimo witnessed with his own eyes that his mother was raised in captivity like a pig and sheep, and the blood containing the mysterious power was drawn every day, and was finally refined into human pills by his biological father.

The purpose of the Momen Sect Master giving birth to him was not to pass on the family line.

Instead, Ji Zimo, who had broken through to the golden elixir, should be refined into a precious elixir!
How similar is this situation to the babies who were sent into the bridge hole?

That's why Ji Zimo felt emotional.

******
It's been a long time.

Ji Zimo finally found the underground river.

On the bank of the river, many skeletons of babies could be vaguely seen.

They seemed to be brought to this river by something.

The river water is deep, with a strange blood color, and there are shadowy beings swimming.

"It's Mr. Mo! Everyone be careful!"

"Don't get close, stay away from him!"

Here, there are monks from other sects.

After seeing Ji Zimo, they immediately raised their voices with vigilance, assuming they were about to strike at any time.

After all, Demon Gate is notorious.

This young master of the demon sect is definitely not much better.

Ji Zimo was in a calm mood, and had long been used to these hostile gazes.

I just feel a little ironic in my heart.

Some of the monks here, what they do, is clearly more like a magic gate than him!

Ji Zimo quickened his pace and got out of people's sight as soon as possible.

After discovering his injury, many people will definitely take action.

Fortunately, this group of people were intimidated by Ji Zimo's previous vicious reputation, so no one saw the clue.

******
Regrettably.

Ji Zimo's good luck did not last long.

While tracing the source of the dark river, he was overtaken by Moxiu again.

After a hard fight.

Ji Zimo's condition was extremely bad, and he managed to escape a certain distance with only one breath.

Hiding between the rock crevices beside the dark river.

But in his current state, it was only a matter of time before he was found.

Blood was constantly overflowing from the mouth, the viscera were corroded by the evil spiritual power, and even breathing was somewhat difficult.

Not far away, Shui Ningyan's charming and sinister voice came.

"Young master, don't hide."

"Come back to the sect with us."

Ji Zimo finally showed despair on his face.

At this time, a ghost baby crawled out of the river and was walking towards him.

He smiled bitterly.

"That's fine, it's better than being made into a elixir by that person."

"It can be regarded as... a kind of relief."

Suddenly, a rough and hoarse voice sounded in Ji Zimo's ear.

"Got you!"

The body of a demon cultivator was thrown like a toy, and with a gust of wind, it slammed on the ghost baby in front of Ji Zimo.

next moment.

The hideous and terrifying flesh body and the scarlet ghost face broke into his sight.

(End of this chapter)