Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

"Where are the people?" Fu Sheng asked in surprise.

She told them to wait for her here, so why was there no one here when she came back?

"Could something have happened?" Qiqi asked in her heart, "You and Yanjun signed a contract, Yanjun will never abandon you."

Fu Sheng thought the same, so she kept observing the surroundings: "But there are no signs of fighting here."

"Wait a minute, Fusheng, what is that?" Qiqi suddenly shouted in her mind.

'ah? ’

"Look to the right! I just seemed to see a pair of green eyes!" Qiqi said.

Fu Sheng was not afraid at first, but when he heard Qi Qi's words, his hair stood on end and he dared not even breathe.

Green eyes?

Fu Sheng seemed to be frozen in place. He then turned his head stiffly, twisting his neck a little bit, and looked to the right.

Just as Qiqi said, she saw a pair of green eyes on the ground on her right.

Fu Sheng held his breath and stood still for a long time. After making sure that the eye would not move, he slowly approached the green eye.

When he got closer, Fu Sheng realized that it was not a green eye, but a ghost leaf.

Because the leaves themselves were black and blended into the darkness, Fu Sheng didn't see it just now.

This ghost leaf is different from the ghost leaf Fu Sheng had seen before. The eyes of the previous ghost leaves were as small as sesame seeds, like a dot.

But this ghost leaf is not only huge, like a face, but even its eyes look like a pair of human eyes.

"This ghost leaf wasn't here before, right?" Fu Sheng asked.

Although this pair of green eyes is not as green as those of other ghost leaves, it is also quite obvious. She has been here for so long that she should not be unable to see them.

"Not here." Qiqi also said with certainty.

Fu Sheng stared at the ghost leaf for a long time, and after making sure that the ghost leaf would not move, he bent down and picked it up from the ground.

After picking it up, Fu Sheng just stood up and saw that there seemed to be something painted on the wall facing her.

Fu Sheng picked up the flashlight and shone it, only to discover that there was a painting on the wall.

It would be more accurate to say that it was a carving rather than a painting. The carving marks were extremely shallow and blended into the color of the wall. If Fu Sheng had not been so close, he would not have been able to tell that there was a painting carved on the wall.

"This..." Fu Sheng looked at the painting in astonishment.

This painting is extremely weird.

Countless little people the size of ants fell to the ground. Each of them had a string tied to their wrist, and the end of the string led to a lake.

And at the bottom of the lake, there was a painting of a sleeping person, and the body of that person was painted very large.

On the faces of the countless densely packed little people in the painting, each one has a simple sketch of eyes, mouth and nose, but the giant man sleeping at the bottom of the lake has only a body and a head, with no facial features at all.

"What does this painting mean?" Qiqi asked in her mind.

The style of this painting is extremely abstract and it is difficult to interpret its meaning.

"I don't know..." Fu Sheng didn't understand it either, but inexplicably, as she stared at the painting, her heart began to beat faster and faster.

It was as if something was about to come out.

As if it was an illusion, Fu Sheng saw a golden light shining on the body of the sleeping person.

And it is the piece of stone with the sleeping person painted on it that is raised.

In the cave with strange rock protrusions everywhere, this protrusion is nothing special, but combined with the pattern in the painting, this protrusion seems particularly coincidental.

Fu Sheng pursed his lips and placed his hand on the protruding stone - the sleeping person.

With a slight press, there was a rumbling sound, and then Fu Sheng felt a strong suction coming from the wall. Then Fu Sheng's eyes went dark, and he was sucked into the wall.

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'Fusheng... Fusheng!'

'Fusheng, wake up! ! ! '

Qiqi's anxious voice rang out in his sea of ​​consciousness. As his consciousness gradually returned, the first thing he smelled was the strong smell of blood.

"Ugh..." Fu Sheng felt nauseous in his stomach. Before he even opened his eyes, he turned over and started retching on the ground.

Fu Sheng was sensitive to smells, especially the smell of blood. She could not bear the strong smell of blood at all. She immediately blocked her sense of smell. When she could no longer sense the smell, she finally seemed to come back to life.

"Where is this place?" Fu Sheng raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears that appeared due to retching, and asked in his heart while wiping.

After wiping her tears, she raised her head, but was shocked by the scene in front of her -

This is a huge, trumpet-shaped venue. There are about a thousand practitioners arranged in a circle, and in the middle of them is a lake of blood.

All of those practitioners were lying upside down with their heads down and their feet up. Each of their wrists had been cut, and blood was flowing from their wrists, along the sloping slope, and gathering into the lake in the middle.

The whole scene was eerie and strange, and was extremely similar to the painting that Fu Sheng had seen on the wall before.

——It turns out that the wires on those villains’ wrists were not strings, but flowing blood!

It was the first time that Fu Sheng saw such a scene. It seemed like some ancient and terrifying memorial ceremony, with a suffocating atmosphere.

Fu Sheng's lips trembled slightly. She took a few steps forward stiffly and found that the cultivator closest to her had deflated all over. Fu Sheng looked around and saw that many people here had almost bled to death.

If what was seen at the bottom of the tree before was the Cave of a Hundred Corpses, then now it is the Lake of a Thousand Corpses.

Just when Fu Sheng was horrified and unable to digest the scene before her, her eyes suddenly caught sight of a black and pink figure - it was Xuan Rong and Yan Jun who had disappeared without a trace before!

When Fu Sheng saw the two people, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately ran towards them. Only when he got close and saw the two people did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Xuan Rong and Yan Yun were positioned next to each other. They were no different from the other practitioners, lying on the slope with their heads down and their feet up, with blood flowing down from their cut wrists.

But the reason why Fu Sheng was relieved was because she saw that both of them had their eyes open at this moment.

When they saw Fu Sheng, their originally gloomy eyes suddenly brightened up, and surprise appeared in their eyes.

Especially Yan Yun, the joy in her eyes almost became tangible.

Both of them were obviously still conscious, but surprisingly, although they looked at Fu Sheng with excitement, their bodies did not move at all.

Seeing this, Fu Sheng said, "Are you unable to move?"

Yan Yun blinked immediately.

After receiving the response, Fu Sheng immediately stepped forward and wanted to help Yan Yun up from the slope. However, Yan Yun, who Fu Sheng had been able to pick up and run away before, now seemed to be sucked by the ground, as if she weighed a thousand pounds.

Fu Sheng couldn't pull Yan Yun, so he went to see Xuan Rong, and found that Xuan Rong's situation was the same as Yan Yun's.

Everyone in this area was glued to the ground. The blood from the wounds on their wrists seemed to be pulled by something, like a faucet turned on to the smallest tap. Blood continuously flowed out from their wrists, condensing into trickles, and at a certain flow rate, it kept running towards the blood lake in the middle.

At this rate of blood loss, he will die from ischemia in about two hours.

Xuan Rong and Yan Yun are still conscious now, so they must have been captured not long ago.

Seeing that he could not pull Yan Yun, Fu Sheng stopped trying. He stood up and took a few steps back. Then he put his index finger to his lips, bit his fingertip and squeezed out blood.

With a flick of his finger, a bloody 'Solution' appeared in the air.

Like an intruder who broke the rules, after the word "解" was written, it split into two and entered the bodies of Yanyun and Xuanrong respectively.

Originally, Fu Sheng thought that this was just a simple blood-drawing spirit. However, after the word "解" was injected into the bodies of the two people, Fu Sheng's mental strength was drained in an instant.

Fu Sheng's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his brain felt like it was being pricked by needles due to the mental load.

"This power is so strong?!" Fu Sheng held his head and said in disbelief.

Ever since she got rid of Chuntao's body and her strength increased rapidly in the Thousand Machines Tower, Fu Sheng Hua Ling has not experienced such a mental burden.

Even though he had used the Blood Painting Spirit three times in the Ghost Leaf Forest last night, Fu Sheng did not have such a feeling at all.

This situation only shows that this power is extremely strong. Even if it is just a non-lethal "solution", it will cost her to exhaust all her mental energy.

After the word "解" was injected into the bodies of the two people, their bodies emitted a slight vibration, and the thousand-pound restriction was lifted in an instant.

At the same time, the bleeding on their wrist wounds also stopped instantly.

"See if you can move now." Fu Sheng said weakly.

"Ah! It's okay!" After Fu Sheng used the painting spirit, Yan Jun and Xuan Rong clearly felt their bodies lighten. Hearing Fu Sheng's words, Yan Jun moved his arms and immediately got up from the ground.

Xuan Rong also propped himself up.

"Why are you so pale?" Seeing Fu Sheng's face as pale as gold paper, the joy on Yan Jun's face, who had escaped from a desperate situation, disappeared a lot, and she asked in a voice of concern.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Rong also looked at Fu Sheng.

The two of them were just lying on their backs on the ground. Because of the slope, they could only see diagonally upwards. When Fu Sheng was drawing the spirit just now, he was standing at their feet, so they could not see Fu Sheng's movements at all.

Although he didn't know why he was suddenly able to move, he knew it was Fu Sheng who saved them.

Hearing Yanjun's words, Fusheng shook his head without saying anything, and only asked: "Why did you get here?"

"We were waiting for you, and then a ghost leaf man suddenly appeared in the cave like last time." Yan Jun said, "The ghost leaf man moved very quickly, and before we could react, it caught us. When we opened our eyes again, it was like what you see, our bodies were frozen and we couldn't move at all."

"Ghost Leaf Man?" Fu Sheng looked surprised.

"Yeah, aren't you?" Yan Jun said when she saw Fu Sheng's reaction.

"I saw a painting on the wall and was sucked in." Fu Sheng said. She thought Yanyun and Xuanrong were the same as her, but she didn't expect that they were caught here.

"Painting?" Xuan Rong asked from the side, "Which wall?"

"It's the wall opposite the place where we were before. I didn't see you when I went back. When I was looking for you, I saw the painting, and then I pressed a mechanism on the wall, and I was sucked in here." Fu Sheng said.

"It's strange, why didn't we see that painting..." Yan Jun frowned.

"I don't know. Let's find a way to leave here first." Fu Sheng pressed her temple. She had a terrible headache and just wanted to leave here and rest.

"Okay." Yan Yun said.

Both of them could see that Fu Sheng was not in a good condition, and they probably knew in their hearts that it was because of saving them.

Yan Jun knew that Fu Sheng had some strange abilities, so she was not very surprised that she was able to save her.

Xuan Rong was a little curious. He seemed to want to ask Fu Sheng how he saved him and Yan Jun, but when he heard what Fu Sheng said, he stopped talking.

The entire venue was very large, and the three of them walked around in a circle but did not find any exit.

While looking for an exit, Fu Sheng and the other two looked at all the practitioners lying here. There were thousands of them, all of whom had died from excessive blood loss.

Some of them have lost their breath, but their appearance has not changed. They are the cultivators from the four continents who entered together this time. Some of them have become mummies. They are the cultivators who came in when the Tomb of the Gods was opened before. Some of them look like people from the four continents, while the other part are wearing strange clothes and look like people from some hidden families.

Just like before, every time he encountered the corpse of a cultivator with the Yunzhou mark, Xuan Rong would go forward to check it out. However, the difference from before was that this time, every time he checked on someone, his brows were furrowed.

"Mr. Xuan, what's wrong?" Seeing Xuan Rong's serious expression, Yan Jun spoke.

From what I've learned during this period, Xuan Rong doesn't seem like the kind of person who would feel sorry for other people's lives.

As expected, after hearing Yan Yun's question, Xuan Rong said in a deep voice: "The Yunzhou practitioners who died here were all people with great strength and talent."

Xuan Rong doesn't care about the lives of the weak, but he values ​​the lives of the strong and geniuses. Otherwise, he would not have led a team to the God's Tomb to rescue the trapped practitioners.

While Xuan Rong was checking, Fu Sheng was also watching.

Maybe it really is related to strength. Relatively speaking, the deaths in Shenyuanzhou and Yuanbeizhou were the least, and the deaths of people with the Yunzhou mark were the most.

Fu Sheng had just arrived in the world of immortal cultivation and recognized very few faces. She could not recognize those cultivators in Shenyuan Continent who had turned into mummies, but she could recognize a few of those cultivators who had died recently.

Although she had no connection with them, Fu Sheng had seen them in the team and had a vague impression of them. Basically, those who died here were all Yunzhou's powerful warriors above the God Transformation Stage.

Yan Yun does not belong to any continent, so she does not have much feeling about this. After hearing Xuan Rong's words, she just felt lucky and said to Fu Sheng: "It's a good thing you came in. So many strong people here can't escape death. If it weren't for you, Xuan Rong and I would probably die here like them."