When arriving at an unfamiliar place, there was no problem in heading to the village first.
Mr. Koi swam around Zhu Minglang like a wooden fish. It was as if it was examining the world. However, when Zhu Minglang kept saying that he didn't know anything, he knew that Zhu Minglang's memory was acting up. Every once in a while, he would ask Zhu Minglang why he was so mature.
When they arrived at the village, Zhu Minglang saw that the people inside didn't have three heads and six arms. They also didn't have any golden light. They lived very simply. Even their farming tools were relatively primitive. They were living a comfortable, poor, and simple life.
"Elder, where is this place? I have amnesia. I wandered here but I suddenly don't know where I am. Can you tell me?" Zhu Minglang saw an old man sitting at the entrance of the village, drying rice beans.
"Are you an immortal?" the village elder asked seriously.
"This …" Zhu Minglang didn't know how to answer for a moment.
He was also very confused. After all, not long ago, he was walking on the bustling streets of Zulong City. On his left and right were two beautiful women. Suddenly, he was sent to this unfamiliar place by the Dragon Gate's powerful and irresistible power.
He felt as if he was once again sucked into a void vortex. He had once again transmigrated.
However, since the Dragon Gate was the path to godhood, then everything here should be related to godhood. The seemingly ordinary village must have some hidden secrets. He needed to observe carefully and calmly.
The old man in front of him asked if he was an immortal. It could be seen that there were often Itinerant Immortals, Demigods, and Sages here.
"Not really, but I'm working hard in the direction of becoming an immortal," Zhu Minglang said with a smile.
"Oh, then do your best. Back then, I was also stuck in the Demigod Realm. I didn't receive the favor of the heavens even after exhausting my entire life …" the old man said.
“？？？？？”
So it was a hidden big shot!
Please tell me your story.
"Why? Is this your first time entering the Dragon Gate?" The old man seemed to know how to read people's expressions. He could tell that Zhu Minglang was at a loss.
"Indeed, I would like to ask Old Mister to point me in the right direction." Zhu Minglang bowed.
"Oh, what realm are you at now, young man?" The old man asked.
"Between the level of Chi and the level of Demigod," Zhu Minglang only talked about the strength of his Divine Blood Awakening Sword and did not intend to mention the Dragon God, Bai Qi.
"You're considered the weakest God's Chosen One, but that's fine. Do you know what's the most special about the Dragon Gate World?" the old man asked.
Zhu Minglang shook his head.
"No matter what realm you are in, your cultivation will be suppressed to the same level by the heavens. It doesn't matter if it's a Divine King who shines with the sun and moon, or a junior like you who has just touched the Divine Realm, as long as you enter the Dragon Gate, your cultivation will be the same," the old man said.
There was such a magical setting!
Then wouldn't a newcomer in the Divine Realm like him be able to do whatever he wanted? He had nothing to lose!
Zhu Minglang remembered Mr. Koi had said before that the reason why the various Star Continents collided was because a certain God had ascended!
This ascension did not mean that he had become a God, but that he had ascended to a higher level of God. Mr. Koi had speculated that the God might be an existence higher than Hua Chou, one of the Seven Star Gods. Otherwise, even a huge Tianjiang Continent like Tianshu Shenjiang would not be drifting in space.
Therefore, in the Dragon Gate, there were not only Cultivators, Demons, Saints, and Dragons who had the qualifications to become Gods, but also Gods who needed to ascend to a higher level!
"Are we really in a state of fugue?" Zhu Minglang asked subconsciously.
"Young man, you're quite perceptive. That's right, you're all in a state of fugue. Naturally, your physical cultivation cannot be reflected in the Dragon Gate, "the old man said.
"I understand." Zhu Minglang nodded.
All the Gods and God candidates entered the Dragon Gate in a state of fugue. Because of this, their strength was suppressed to the same level.
But was there a special reason for doing this?
"There's a half-fallen Demon God in the forest behind our village. If you help us get rid of it, I can give you some necessities on the path to becoming a God, so that you won't be taken advantage of," the old man said.
A half-fallen Demon God!!
This was a beginner's village, yet it could spawn a Demon God. How did these people live so comfortably?
"Alright, I'll go take a look." Zhu Minglang nodded.
"It will only appear after nightfall."
"Then I'll go to your house for dinner. Speaking of which, do you feel hungry when you're in a fugue state?"
"Because you need to maintain your fugue body, you won't starve to death if you don't eat. However, your entire body will slowly dissipate and eventually turn into a wisp of smoke. By the way, this rice of mine is spirit rice. "
"Oh …"
After the old man ate a few bowls of fragrant spirit rice, Zhu Minglang glanced at the sky. He realized that the sky darkened a little too quickly. Dusk only lasted for a stick of incense's time.
It seemed that the change of day and night here was different from outside.
As soon as the sky darkened, Zhu Minglang set off.
Zhu Minglang was confused when he first arrived in the Dragon Gate World. For the time being, it was better to follow the beginner's guide than to wander around.
…
Behind the village was a forest. The forest was very quiet, and there were almost no appetizing small animals.
Zhu Minglang held a lantern and walked into the forest. He saw a stone platform in the forest where people were slaughtered and sacrificed. The stone platform was stained with blood. It seemed that the people in the village had sacrificed a lot to the Demon God.
However, Zhu Minglang didn't see the people in the village raising chickens, ducks, cows, and sheep. He also didn't see any small animals along the way. So what exactly did the village have to sacrifice to this Demon God?
"Who's here?"
A strange voice sounded, and his tone was somewhat interrogative.
"I'm Zhu Minglang. I'm here to meet the Demon God," Zhu Minglang said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of emerald eyes appeared in the dark forest. The area that the lantern could illuminate was very limited. The owner of the pair of eyes walked out of the darkness and approached the lantern. The weak light of the lantern shone on his body that was covered in demonic silver fur …
"I'm the Demon God that the village was talking about. They sent you to kill me?" the emerald eyed Demon God asked.
"Yes." Zhu Minglang nodded.
"You're just a Chosen God who just entered the Dragon Gate World. What do you have to kill me? Although I'm half-dead, I still have the strength of a Quasi God." The emerald eyed Demon God laughed.
Was the Dragon Gate World a hellish test? The demon killing mission in the back mountain of a beginner's village started with killing a Demon God?
"Do you eat a villager every once in a while?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Why do you ask?" the emerald eyed long-eared Demon God was puzzled.
This Demon God was half-human and half-demon. He had a strong body and was covered in silver fur. However, his face was not particularly ferocious. If one looked closely, he had a demonic charm.
Of course, the more beautiful something was, the more dangerous it was. Other than his wife, the more dangerous it was. One could not judge a demon by its appearance.
"The village doesn't raise any livestock. We only eat spirit rice. I haven't seen a single small animal on my way here, not even a sparrow. As for the strange beasts, I estimate that their strength is far beyond the Demigod Realm. You and the villagers don't have the ability to hunt them. The sacrificial altar is stained with blood. Could it be that you spat out blood to play with it? "Zhu Minglang said.
"Hahaha, based on your sharp observation skills, I can forgive you for trespassing on my territory. Let's talk for a while." The emerald eyed Demon God laughed again.
"So you eat a villager every once in a while?" Zhu Minglang asked.
As the emerald eyed laughed, he shook his head and said, "Do you know what kind of people the villagers are?"
"They live like villagers, but they don't seem to be," Zhu Minglang said.
"There's nothing wrong with your eyes. Some idiots who had just stepped into the Dragon Gate really treated those fellows as good citizens. From the very beginning, they acted as if they were gods who wanted to rid the people of evil and correct their Divine Dao. In the end, I tearfully killed those hotheads and used their blood to break the seal that trapped me," said the Green-eyed Demon Celestial.
"…" Zhu Minglang was momentarily at a loss for words.
Things were indeed not that simple. A beginner mission was a beginner mission, but a beginner God mission!
"Then what are the people in the village transformed from?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Of course not. They are humans, but they are a group of failed apotheosities and apotheosities. They have lost their precious qualifications, but they are unwilling to stay under the Dragon Gate World. They gathered together and burned with jealousy. They can't wait to lure you into the abyss of the Poison Pool to your death. That way, they will have another chance after absorbing your Righteous God's grace!" said the emerald eyed Demon God.
Zhu Minglang listened seriously.
The villagers and the Demon God were now arguing their case!
Zhu Minglang needed to determine who was the wolf from their arguments.
"I see. Then what do you rely on to maintain your Astral Shell?" asked Zhu Minglang.
Since everyone entered the Dragon Gate World through a mental journey, they all had a Astral Shell. The Astral Shell would dissipate with the passage of time. Dissipating meant leaving the Dragon Gate World and losing the qualifications to apotheosities.
The villagers relied on spirit rice to maintain themselves.
What did the Demon God rely on?
Perhaps Old Man Mi's words could not be trusted, but what he said about the Astral Shell should be correct. After all, the Dragon Gate World had conveyed a similar concept in the beginning.
"Didn't I say just now? The people I killed were idiots who listened to the evil villagers," said the emerald eyed Demon God.
"I see."
"Some of those villagers still have cultivation and are not weak. I'm afraid I can't deal with all of them alone. How about this, you and I work together to get rid of these Dragon Gate evil spirits. In order to gain your trust, they should have fed you Spirit Rice. The Spirit Rice they planted can increase the cultivation of your Astral Projection Body. When the time comes, we'll split the Spirit Rice in half!" The Green Eyed Demon Celestial said.
"Uh …"
The beginner mission could be reversed!
Kill the Demon God?
Kill the villagers?
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