Games with fairies.

"Jie Zi, you little thief! Don't go in if you have the guts! Come back and see us for the final say!"

At the edge of the sea of ​​blood, there was suddenly an angry roar from an old man.

Li Muyang, who had already left the Blood Sea shore in a carriage and was heading towards the depths of the Blood Sea, looked back and found that more than twenty black-robed puppeteers appeared on the Blood Sea shore behind him.

These puppeteers are all sinister and powerful, with a heavy aura, and are all strong among puppeteers.

If it weren't for the Seven Treasures Glazed Staff, Li Muyang would have to run away if he saw any of them.

Even with the Seven Treasures Glazed Staff, if a conflict breaks out between the two sides at this moment, Li Muyang will have to be careful not to get into trouble.

Seeing such a strong lineup, Li Muyang raised his eyebrows.

"The Black Feather Pavilion is really picky about every little thing."

They were just killing a few low-level puppeteers, but they pursued them so relentlessly, even sending out all the masters.

Are you so protective of your child?

Looking at the group of puppeteers on the shore, Li Muyang shook his head: "Aliang, drive faster, we shouldn't look back."

Only a fool would go back now.

The shore was full of puppeteers from the Black Feather Pavilion. Although Li Muyang was confident that he could knock them down, he didn't have time to waste with this group of vengeful puppeteers.

The sea of ​​blood is right under his feet, and the place where the ancestral spirits are sleeping is right in front of him. He wants to meet the evil ancestral spirit!

Li Muyang didn't even bother to pay attention to the group of Black Feather Pavilion puppeteers behind him. He didn't even bother to say a few harsh words and simply pretended they didn't exist.

The carriage, moving on the waves, continued to move towards the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

And the group of puppeteers from the Black Feather Pavilion obviously did not have the courage to step into the sea of ​​blood.

They could only stand on the shore, roaring and jumping at Li Muyang who was lying in the sea of ​​blood.

Soon, the carriage disappeared from the sight of the puppeteers.

Li Muyang sat in the car, leisurely.

Grandpa Wu in the clay pot was confused and asked, "Boy, who are you? How dare you cross the blood sea?!"

"And the most ridiculous thing is, you led us all to such a deep place, but the monsters under the blood sea didn't attack you?"

Grandpa Wu looked as if he had seen a ghost, his tone full of astonishment.

The carriage passed over the sea of ​​blood. In the churning blood, terrifying black shadows of monsters were looming and swimming in the red sea.

However, these huge monster shadows were completely unaware of the carriage passing above them and allowed it to pass by.

Hearing Grandpa Wu's surprised cry, Li Muyang said calmly: "Since I dare to go north, I must have my reasons."

He had seen the horror of the sea of ​​blood and the mountain of corpses in the books collected by Hongshan Academy.

When I was flipping through books in the academy, in addition to looking for the legend of Jiang Xiaoyu, I was also looking for various geographical features of this world, trying to find clues to the place where the ancestral spirits were sleeping.

Li Muyang would naturally not miss the records of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood to the north of the Ancient Resentment Well, these two horrific forbidden areas.

On the way here, he had already studied the seven-treasure glazed staff given to him by Temple Lord.

One of its powers is to conceal its aura, so that evil spirits and dead creatures cannot sense its presence without taking any action.

Now the carriage is traveling on a sea of ​​blood, with many horrible monsters swimming below.

But as long as Li Muyang does not use the power of the puppeteer and does not show any abnormality, the monsters will not attack him.

In this way, the carriage sailed on the waves and crossed the sea where many monsters roamed. It took a day and a night to successfully reach the other side of the blood sea.

It is worth mentioning that this sea of ​​blood is so strange that even the evil gods will not appear in it.

When night fell and Ding Liang fell asleep, Li Muyang drove the carriage alone, traveling unimpeded across the sea of ​​blood.

After crossing the sea of ​​blood, the last obstacle is the mountain of corpses.

A wild and steep mountain range appeared on the horizon.

A mountain of corpses does not mean that there are many corpses on the mountain.

Instead, this precipitous mountain range looked like several huge corpses lying across the plain.

This is the northern and central boundary of the Hongshan Academy's Geography.

After passing the huge mountain of corpses, there was nothingness behind.

And inside the mountain of corpses, there were no monster attacks, not even any evil gods.

The only thing here is the dark sky and huge maggots three meters long crawling and burrowing into the soil among the mountains.

The colorful fog, spit out by these giant maggots, shrouds the mountains, confusing the direction and disturbing the mind.

But the colorful glazed staff cleared the way, and brilliant Buddha light bloomed among the mountain of corpses, easily dispelling the fog and opening up a wide road.

Wherever the carriage went, the huge maggots dodged in panic.

These huge creatures are surprisingly timid and will flee far away at the slightest sound.

This time, Grandpa Wu of the Clay Pot was no longer amazed.

After seeing Li Muyang leaving Ding Liang in the middle of the mountain of corpses and wanting to take the clay jar in, the clay jar began to beg for mercy.

"Master! Master Jie Zi! Please give me a way to live, please treat me like a fart and let me go."

"Just leave me on the side of the road, please don't take me in!"

"I'm really scared. I don't want to die!"

Grandpa Wu, who possesses the attribute of immortality, actually began to fear death.

Even started begging for mercy.

Li Muyang looked at it in surprise and said, "Are you afraid of death? Can you be killed in here?"

Grandpa Wu wailed and begged for mercy: "I am not afraid of ordinary death, but dying in here is ten thousand times more painful than being tortured to death by slicing!"

Li Muyang was amused: "You have died here? How come you know it so clearly?"

Grandpa Wu was so angry that his teeth itched: "Back then, those brats from the Jiang family threw me into the dark void behind the mountain of corpses for experiments. They did it three times in total! This hatred is irreconcilable!"

After listening to Grandpa Wu’s past, Li Muyang sighed.

"I see."

But he still went in with the clay jar.

"But I'm worried about leaving you with Ding Liang. You're not a good guy."

"But don't worry, I won't throw you in there to torture you."

"You just wait outside for me to come out then."

Li Muyang drove the carriage into the back half of the mountain of corpses.

There is no danger in the mountain of corpses. Ding Liang is very safe here, as long as he stays where he is and doesn't run around.

It can be said that this is the safest place in the Ancient Grievance Well, and no evil gods will appear here.

The carriage continued to move forward under the Buddha's light from the colorful glazed staff.

Inside the car, Grandpa Wu wailed and cried for mercy.

This guy was crying his heart out, fearing that Li Muyang would throw him into the void and torture him. Even if Li Muyang promised not to do so, he was unwilling to go in.

In this way, the carriage moved forward for another two hours.

Just as the sky was gradually darkening, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared among the foggy mountains ahead.

It was a woman, standing quietly in the fog, seemingly waiting for something.

After seeing the carriage, the woman turned and left, walking into the depths of the fog.

When Li Muyang saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes became excited.

Because the blurry female figure seemed to be... a small wild grass?

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