"They're all orphans in the village. After their parents died, they were taken care of by Granny Ma." Ying Luo sighed and said.
"According to what you said earlier, there were many disciples of Miniscule Mountain in this village. Even after so many years, their lifespans are limited. There should still be some inheritance, right?" Shen Luo knew that there must be some unspeakable tragedy behind this, so he didn't delve into it and asked.
"Some of the disciples of Miniscule Mountain died when they went out to explore, and some died when they went up the mountain to seek help. There weren't many left. As time passed, they left the world one by one. Although they all had disciples, the lifespans of their disciples and grand-disciples were even shorter. Some even died earlier than them. A few years ago, when the village began to be attacked by monsters, only Granny Ma and I were left. "Ying Luo nodded and said slowly.
Shen Luo had a deep understanding of the difficulty of cultivation.
Even a small sect like the Spring and Autumn Temple, which had an orderly inheritance, couldn't guarantee that its disciples would be able to pass it down from generation to generation. It was even more impossible for this barren village to do so. Those descendants of the Immortal Cultivators would only decline bit by bit.
When he thought of the cultivators in the village being trapped here, one by one, and the situation in the village deteriorating day by day, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"These monsters didn't exist since ancient times, but only appeared a few years ago?" Shen Luo asked again.
"About four years ago, the village was suddenly hit by an epidemic. Many children were infected. In order to find herbs, a few villagers went against their ancestors' instructions and went up Miniscule Mountain. In the end, the monsters on the mountain seemed to have gained intelligence and ate them all. After that, they became even more ferocious and began to attack us. "Ying Luo nodded and said.
"As long as they are monsters, before they taste blood, they still have a trace of nature. However, once they taste blood, they will definitely come after it and won't stop until they die." Shen Luo sighed and said.
"Indeed. After that, we had no choice but to build a wall to protect the entire village against the monsters that would attack from time to time. However, as the village's Talisman Weapons were used up and Granny Ma was seriously injured, more and more people died in the village. On the contrary, the Demonic Beasts and Demonic Birds that came down the mountain became more and more frequent. If it weren't for Elder Brother Shen's appearance this time, we definitely wouldn't have been able to hold on. "As Ying Luo spoke, there was an additional look of gratitude in his eyes.
"I came down here by chance. It's probably fate." Shen Luo shook his head and said.
"Elder Brother Shen, the situation in the village is roughly like this. What do you plan to do after this?" Ying Luo asked with some hesitation.
"I'm not from this place, so I won't stay for long. I'll leave once I find the way. Shen Luo said.
"Repelling these beasts can only solve the problem for the time being. If we can't find a way out, everyone in the village will not be able to escape death. Since you can come in, you should be able to find a way out. Can you ask Elder Brother Chen to help us find a way out?" Hearing this, joy flashed in Ying Luo's eyes as he hurriedly asked.
Hearing this, Shen Luo didn't immediately answer. Instead, he secretly pondered.
After hearing about the situation in the Village of Longevity, he felt sympathy in his heart, but also a little worry. If he couldn't break through the fog barrier, he was afraid that he would be trapped here like everyone else in the village.
He still hadn't figured out how he returned to reality after entering the dream several times. Right now, he didn't want to be trapped here in such a muddle-headed way.
"If Elder Brother Chen has any difficulties …" Seeing that Shen Luo didn't speak, Ying Luo's expression became slightly gloomy.
"I can try, but I don't have much confidence." Shen Luo suddenly said.
"Elder Brother Chen being able to agree is a great kindness to our village. Ying Luo thanks you." Ying Luo hurriedly got up and bowed, sincerely saying.
"How about this, I'll rest in the village tonight. Tomorrow morning, I'll go out and find a way." Shen Luo helped her up and said.
"It's all up to Elder Brother Chen." The smile on Ying Luo's face grew wider as she said.
"That's right, is there any more talisman paper in the village?" Shen Luo suddenly remembered something and asked.
"There hasn't been anyone in the village who knows how to draw talismans since a few decades ago. There seems to be some talisman paper left, but I don't know if they can still be used. Elder Brother Chen, please wait for a moment. I'll go look for them." Ying Luo heard this and after thinking for a while, she hurriedly left.
Not long after, Ying Luo returned with a dusty box and handed it to Shen Luo.
Shen Luo took the box and opened it. He found that most of the talisman paper inside had been eaten by worms. There were only a dozen or so that were barely usable.
Fortunately, there was a small jar of cinnabar inside, which was still in good condition.
Shen Luo was overjoyed and drew all these talisman papers into talismans. After drawing, he found that it was indeed much smoother than in reality. Almost every talisman seemed to be full of energy when it was completed.
"Do you know how to use talismans?" Shen Luo asked as he took out three small thunder talismans and handed them to Ying Luo.
"You just have to pour your Fa Li into it, right?" Ying Luo was a little surprised that Shen Luo could draw talismans. She then said.
"That's right." Shen Luo nodded.
…
The next morning, Shen Luo only said a few words to Ying Luo before leaving the village. He went to the area covered in fog alone.
He deliberately didn't go to the hillside, but instead went along the mountain valley to search in another direction. After leaving the village for a few miles, the fog in the air began to thicken.
Shen Luo carefully walked in the middle of the fog. He went from the low terrain of the mountain valley to a flat open area. Not only did he not find any path in front of him, but the fog was so thick that it was almost solid.
He walked forward for a short distance and found that in front of him, only a few feet away, there was a layer of fog that had clearly deepened in color. It was almost no longer flowing, and looked like a white wall condensed from fog.
Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, but still decided to step in and give it a try.
As a result, just as he entered, he felt some discomfort in his nose and throat. After walking a few more steps, he felt an obvious feeling of suffocation, and he had no choice but to retreat.
Standing outside the thick fog wall, Shen Luo's breathing finally became a little smoother. His gaze followed the fog wall all the way forward, and he discovered that it was really like a tall wall that extended all the way forward, with no end in sight.
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