Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 455 Steamed Buns And Porridge

After passing through the thick spiritual fog, it was a huge open field.

In the open space, there were many cultivators sitting on the ground, absorbed the spirit of heaven and earth, and broke through themselves.

There were also some cultivators who had just entered Blessed Land. As soon as they entered Blessed Land, they immediately shouted with bloodshot excitement, "Here! What a thick spirit of heaven and earth!"

"More than a few times! Five or six times! It's like falling into the sea of spirit!"

At this time, a night travel envoy scolded, not to make a loud noise, interfere with other people's cultivation, or they would all be thrown out of Blessed Land.

After being scolded like this, these new cultivators finally calmed down and quickly sat down to greedily absorb the rich and explosive spirit of heaven and earth in the air.

At this moment, the open space was densely packed with rows of cultivators.

They were all working hard to break through their cultivation.

"Sheep herding boy, you don't look excited at all?" The goat looked at Fang Zheng curiously.

Fang Zheng: ..."

He almost forgot to pretend.

Because when he entered Blessed Land, he did not feel the spirit of heaven and earth at all.

Thus, Fang Zheng had to use his true qi to injure a few small blood vessels in his internal organs, and an abnormal flush of blood suddenly appeared on his face. What outsiders did not know was that he was so excited that his face turned red.

"The spirit here is so strong. Hurry up and practice. Yiyi, Hei, you should also absorb more nutrition." Fang Zheng was clearly suffering from internal injuries, and his internal organs were a little uncomfortable, but he had to pretend to be very excited.

The teeth he had knocked down, even with tears in his eyes, he would swallow them down.

"Sheep herding boy, I, Laoyang, don't you seem to blush from excitement, but rather from constipation?" The goat was confused.

Just as fang was about to kill the goat, there was a night tour envoy over there. It turned out that he was here to invite the goat and discuss the plan to enter Blessed Land. It was a high-level meeting, and Fang Zheng couldn't participate.

When the goat was taken away, Yiyi was also reluctantly taken away with him.

Yiyi will stay on the outskirts.

With a group of experts at the level of ambassadors responsible for protecting Yiyi, Fang Zheng was relieved to proceed with the next step.

Fang Zheng could not absorb the spirit of heaven and earth, so he would not stay and waste time.

He sat cross-legged as if pretending to practice like everyone else, but in reality, he was taking the opportunity to heal his wounds and restore the depleted energy in his body.

Fortunately, one of the characteristics of the true qi of the god of heaven was that it combined the rich internal force of the Ming yu gong, the Purple Qi Comes from the East Kung, and the actual combat advantage of quickly recovering the internal force.

When his true anger returned to almost a fifth, Fang Zheng took the opportunity to change into Old god stick's robe and became a total godstick, then sneaked into the depths of Blessed Land.

Along the way, the true qi in the body was automatically running, automatically restoring the true qi, which was also the effect of the "Ming yu gong."

What's the most important thing about the next copy?

Of course, it was the first person to open up wasteland and hit the dragon!

Anyone who has played a game knows how important it is to start a first time wasteland.

Because Fang Zheng had just pretended to be a cultivator and looked around in secret. He saw several night ambassadors, Special operations department members, leaving the team and entering the depths of Blessed Land.

There were even a lot of ordinary cultivators who thought they were smart, who gave up the chance to break through and secretly hid deep in Blessed Land in order to seek the benefits of the wasteland.

However, Fang Zheng was not optimistic about these people.

These people might have taken entering Blessed Land as a child's play and never thought how many dangers lurked in Blessed Land. They did not even think that they would lose their lives in Blessed Land.

The time for spiritual recovery is too short, and many people's way of thinking has not really changed.

Some thought it was a peaceful environment where parents cared about food, clothing, housing and transportation, relatives and friends asked for warmth, and everyone revolved around him.

...

Fang Zheng, who was wearing a taoist robe and carrying a guitar backpack, left the army and found that the scene in front of him was a little different from what he had imagined.

He was clearly in Daluo mountain range, but after walking a distance, he saw the desolate wasteland in front of him. At the end of his vision, there was a lofty and distant mountain. Even if the distant mountain broke, it was still majestic and majestic, standing between heaven and earth.

It looked majestic and magnificent.

Fang Zheng looked at the towering mountain that was broken, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind.

Could the broken mountain be the Great Luoshan of later generations?

Fang Zheng silently compared the height of the far mountain below the fracture, which was really about the same as the height of Great Luoshan outside.

Fang Zheng continued on.

With such a short delay, he could no longer see anyone else.

When Fang Zheng came to the bottom of the broken mountain, he heard the noise of people. At the foot of the mountain, there was a square city of human beings.

It was indeed a city.

It was an ancient city.

At close range, it was more impressive than any special effects in the movies.

There were people living in the ancient city. These people seemed to be living people. They could sell, do business, and have a harmonious relationship with each other. It was a peaceful and peaceful scene.

It was like a peaceful and prosperous world.

Especially these people, there are all kinds of clothes, modern, all kinds of ancient costumes, and even armored generals.

Not to mention, the population here is so large that it is almost impossible to live in the city. I just don't know if the house price in Blessed Land is high or not? Is there a real estate group?

The more Fang Zheng looked, the more surprised he felt.

He even saw a lot of blond foreigners.

Foreigners were also known in ancient times as lecherous, persian gulf people and so on.

"Selling steamed buns, selling fresh meat soup steamed buns." With a cry, Fang Zheng turned to look, but when he saw what the fresh meat soup bag was, his face froze.

A body with only two legs left on its lower body was being cooked in a pot, but that was not the point. The key was that the legs were still alive, and the pot was being boiled, swimming slowly on its back, not scalding at all.

This amazing backstroke with two legs!

Looking at the passers-by around them, there was no strange reaction to the people cooking in the pot. It was as if they had been accustomed to this and had been integrated into their daily life.

"Porridge, porridge, porridge for sale."

On a large pot of steaming rice porridge, in which sat a man with no lower body, no head, and no arm.

That's not the point. The point is that the man with no head or lower body is still alive.

He was pouring porridge over himself.

Fang Zheng's skin ached just by looking at the steaming porridge.

But the hot porridge flowed down the body, and the crippled upper body seemed to have no pain. It would not be like death or skin festering. He continued to pour spoonfuls of water on himself as if nothing had happened.

"This is... All the bodies that have been engulfed by the chaos of time and space, trapped in Blessed Land?" Fang Zheng changed color.

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