"Bang" A black shadow fell into the mud field along with the whirlpool in the air, causing mud to fly everywhere.
After a long time, a man covered in black mud limped out of the mud field. The mud man wiped off the black mud on his face. It was Ning Cheng, who had been swept away by the space-time whirlpool in the void.
Ning Cheng looked around in doubt, and then looked down at his broken leg. After just two breaths, Ning Cheng's heart sank.
He couldn't feel any Dao charm aura or spirit essence power. No, not to mention Dao charm aura or spirit essence power, he couldn't even feel spiritual consciousness or true essence. At this moment, he didn't have even the slightest bit of cultivation. At this moment, he was just an ordinary person.
What's going on?
Ning Cheng panicked and quickly limped to the stream next to the mud field and washed all the mud off his face. It revealed his youthful face from when he was still studying in Jiangzhou. His hair was no longer grey like before after being killed by the Indestructible Axe's axe intent, but completely black.
He stretched out his hand and wanted to bring out a fireball technique, but he could no longer muster any true essence or spiritual consciousness. He couldn't feel the Celestial River Flame or the Everlasting Blue Thunder City in his Sea of Consciousness.
Ning Cheng sat down cross-legged and tried to operate his cultivation method to absorb the spiritual qi for cultivation. But it didn't work. He couldn't cultivate.
After an hour or two, Ning Cheng stood up in disappointment. He didn't understand what had happened to him.
The Recalling Bodhi Seed had indeed removed the Indestructible Axe's axe line's killing intent. At the same time, his Dao charm and cultivation had also been removed. At this moment, he returned to his most ordinary state.
The Essence Spirit left behind by Ji Fengyu had said that his Dao Heart had a scar, and that the Recalling Bodhi Seed could help him comprehend the third step. He used the Recalling Bodhi Seed, and although he didn't feel the third step, he did feel the aura of Dao Integration.
He felt the late-stage Primordial Chaos, peak Primordial Chaos, and even felt that he had reached Dao Integration. Although it was illusory, he did feel it.
Did the Recalling Bodhi Seed let him feel the illusory Dao Integration? No, the Recalling Bodhi Seed must be a heaven-defying treasure. Otherwise, how could it let him remove the Indestructible Axe's killing intent and even send him to such an ordinary place? Most likely, the Life Essence of the Perpetual Moon Abyss did not realise the true value of the Recalling Bodhi Seed.
Since the Turning Back Bodhi Seed had sent him to this place, there must be a reason for it. Otherwise, there would be no need to call it the Returning Bodhi Seed. It would be better to just call it the Escape Talisman.
Ning Cheng no longer entangled himself in the fact that he had become an ordinary person. Originally, he was already a dead man, but with the help of the Recalling Bodhi Seed, what else was there to entangle himself with?
Although he couldn't cultivate, had no cultivation realm, and couldn't feel the Spirit Qi and the Laws of Heaven and Earth here. Ning Cheng also had a vague premonition that he had arrived at a place that could not be any more ordinary. This place was even as low-level as Earth, with no True Cultivation, only low-level technology.
After thoroughly cleaning himself, Ning Cheng found a branch, and limped away from the place where he had fallen. No matter what, he had to find out where he was.
The surroundings of the mud field were empty and even somewhat desolate. It was reasonable to say that there should be a village next to the mud fields, but in fact, Ning Cheng walked for another hour, and not only did he not see a village, he did not even see a shadow of a person.
Seeing that the sun was about to set, Ning Cheng decided to first find a place to settle down. With his current strength as an ordinary person, walking in this strange place was not a good thing.
At this time, the breeze brought along a clamorous sound. Ning Cheng thought that he had heard wrong, and deliberately stopped to listen carefully, but it was still the same noise.
Ning Cheng quickly walked in the direction of the noise, and after climbing over a small hill, he finally saw it clearly.
In front of him was a huge basin, and in the centre of this basin, there were almost tens of thousands of people gathered. The sun had not yet set, but the centre of the basin had already been lit with countless torches.
In the middle of the crowd, there was a black pillar, and a long-haired girl was tied to the pillar. Although it was quite far away, and he could not see the girl's appearance, Ning Cheng could see from the girl's figure and the vague shape of her face that she should be a very beautiful girl.
The girl's clothes were very beautiful, and she wore a variety of jewellery on her head.
Ning Cheng frowned slightly, why was she tied up? Then his eyes fell on the dry firewood under the pillar. At this moment, Ning Cheng understood, but before he could think about why, a man holding a torch threw the torch into the pile of dry firewood.
The flame immediately rolled up, completely wrapping the girl in it. At the same time as the flame rolled up, the people around her began to cheer and sing.
Ning Cheng clenched his fists, feeling a bit sullen in his heart. He did not know what kind of mistake this girl had committed, to be burned alive, and yet there were still countless people cheering and singing.
A man wearing a grey robe walked up to the high platform behind the flame at this time, and sang in a sharp voice, "Great Emperor Zhu Ming, we use Tia's purest blood and soul to pay tribute to our Emperor, may our fate be the same as the Emperor, may our souls always sincerely prostrate at the feet of the Emperor … …"
Everyone in the basin knelt down under this kind of chanting, and at the same time repeated this sharp voice from their mouths. (As for the language, it is not explained in the book. Every planet's language is different, and any language is also a kind of rule. If you control the rule, you can control everything.)
Ning Cheng clenched his fists in anger. He thought that the girl had made some kind of mistake. This was the same as using a pure body to suppress an Emperor in the underground abyss of the Grand Change Realm. Using the blood and soul of a girl to pay tribute to an Emperor.
Ning Cheng knew this kind of thing too well. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that countless Power of Hope had gathered in one place during this ritual.
At this time, if Ning Cheng still had his cultivation, he would have wanted to roll up the flame and turn everyone in the basin into flying ash.
The Blue True Hope Tribe was the most enthusiastic about collecting Power of Hope. This tribe also provided powerful Power of Hope to the Hope Tribe's king through this kind of prayer.
Ning Cheng didn't know if this Emperor Zhu Ming was the Essence Spirit of the Blue True Hope Tribe that escaped. Ning Cheng also knew that the Blue True Hope Tribe cultivated an extraordinary cultivation method. It was a branch of the Fate Spirit Technique, the Fate of Predestined Wishes. Therefore, Emperor Zhu Ming was most likely a member of the Blue True Hope Tribe.
As the ritual continued, Ning Cheng quietly sneaked down the hillside and mixed into the crowd.
Among the tens of thousands of people offering sacrifices, no one cared about Ning Cheng's presence. After a few hours, when the sky started to turn slightly bright, the ritual finally ended.
The crowd began to disperse slowly, and Ning Cheng, who had long since grown impatient, followed behind the crowd.
Originally, Ning Cheng planned to find the barbaric place where these people lived and then wait for an opportunity on the periphery to find someone to ask where this place was.
But when Ning Cheng saw a towering city, he realised that he had guessed wrong. The words' Jiangsha City 'were written on top of the giant city. The city gate was tall, and several guards stood guard at the gate. At this time, the sky was completely bright, and countless people were coming in and out of the city gate. How was this a barbaric village? This was a bustling city.
Ning Cheng followed the believers who had returned from offering sacrifices to Emperor Zhu Ming to the city gate. But when he arrived, Ning Cheng found that the people coming in and out of the city stepped aside and took the initiative to let the believers who had returned from the ritual enter the city first.
Even the two guards bowed their heads and showed a respectful look.
Ning Cheng had experienced the vicissitudes of life and had experienced too many things in the vast universe. Such a scene made him understand that Jiangsha City wasn't just filled with Emperor Zhu Ming's believers. However, these believers were a huge force in Jiangsha City, a force that even the City Master feared. Otherwise, such a scene would not have appeared in front of him.
Ning Cheng followed behind these believers, and entered the Jiang Sha City without any danger.
Although Ning Cheng had lost his cultivation, he still had his sixth intuition. With his powerful intuition, the moment he entered Jiangsha City, he immediately felt a few hate-filled gazes sweeping over him.
Ning Cheng understood in his heart that these believers of Emperor Zhu Ming were not welcomed here.
The streets of Jiangsha City were very spacious, with many shops lining both sides of the street. Although it was still early in the morning, the streets were already crowded with all kinds of merchants.
When these people saw the believers coming over, they quickly moved to one side of the street, giving way to the believers.
Ning Cheng, who was among the believers, quickly took the opportunity to leave the line of believers and entered the crowd on the side of the street.
Ning Cheng had just breathed a sigh of relief when a dark hand grabbed his arm. "Good, you've got some guts. You dare to pretend to be a believer of Emperor Zhu Ming. As long as I squeak, you will immediately be torn apart by five horses, and then minced into meat sauce, and finally ….. "
"Finally fed to the dogs, right?" Ning Cheng calmly said. The one who grabbed him was a thin teenager in ragged clothes, who looked even more down and out than him. He didn't know how long it had been since he last washed his dark hands.
The thin teenager looked at Ning Cheng in shock and subconsciously let go of his hand. He whispered in amazement, "Aren't you afraid?"
Ning Cheng smiled, "I'm afraid, but I'm sure that even if I gave you ten thousand times the courage, you wouldn't dare to squeak. If you don't believe me, you can go out and squeak."
After saying that, Ning Cheng flashed to the side. With his experience and knowledge, dealing with such a little beggar would be an unfair fight.
The little beggar put down his hand in embarrassment, rubbed it and said, "Big Brother, you're really wise. I'll follow you from now on ….."
Ning Cheng raised his hand to stop the little beggar's words, "Don't play with me. I don't have a single copper coin on me. If you want to follow me to eat and drink, then forget it. I'm hungry right now, and I'm looking for someone to treat me to a meal. "
The little beggar smiled, "Big Brother, this little brother really admires you for daring to sneak into Emperor Zhu Ming's believers. This little brother will take you to eat something delicious."
Ning Cheng looked at the little beggar suspiciously, "You want to take me to eat something delicious? You don't even have half a copper coin on you, do you? "
"We're going to the Yu Clan. The Yu Clan is holding a big celebration these days, and the banquet is on the street. I don't dare to go alone, but Big Brother, you're brave enough to sneak in. Let me tell you, the most beautiful woman in Jiangsha City is the Yu Clan's Miss Qing ….. "The little beggar said with a look of longing. Ning Cheng didn't know if he longed for delicious food or to see Miss Qing.
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