Looking at the corpse on the ground that he had chopped into two pieces, Fangzheng's eyes revealed deep thought.
The strength of this walking corpse is probably a little higher than that of the paper piercing man, because the piercing man was able to break through his 15 layers of gold bell cover back then.
And this walking corpse raised by the mortician had just broken through his sixteen layers of golden bell shields.
The current Fangzheng has gradually figured out a way to identify the opponent's strength.
That is to see how many layers of gold bells can break through him.
Like the century-old female ghost in Gujing Village, who was able to break through his twenty-four layers of gold bells in an instant, knocking him down to the ground and rubbing casually, which is a typical state of suppression.
He needs to figure out what level of strength the paper-stitched man or the walking corpse on the ground corresponds to? In the future, it will be better to refer to the opponent's strength based on the protective energy of the golden bell cover.
In fact, Fangzheng didn't know that his first battle with Zhizharen had already been included in the list of key figures in "a certain bureau".
The strength is listed as being able to kill the ghosts of the fourth-order tengu and the fifth-order tengu alone.
Therefore, whether it is a paper-stitched person or a corpse-carrying carpenter who has suffered eight lifetimes of blood mold, almost all of them are within this range of strength.
However, Fangzheng still has other problems to be solved.
It was rare to meet a passer-by, but he beat him away in the end. Fangzheng was standing where he was now, struggling for a while, how should he go the next way
"Should we continue to move forward according to the previous route of the mortician?"
In the end, Fangzheng decided to continue on the original route.
If this route is correct, you should be able to meet other people along the road, because if there are too many people walking, it will become a road... There is nothing wrong with Mr. Lu Xun's words.
Proceeding cautiously along the way, Fangzheng was not in a hurry, and would rather be cautious than rush forward.
Under such circumstances, the speed can be imagined, and within a few minutes he hadn't walked a hundred meters. As he was walking, suddenly, Fangzheng stood still and listened intently.
In the white mist where he was the only one breathing lightly, someone's conversation could be vaguely heard...
"Unexpectedly, it's just a piece of news that has not been confirmed. It is not in the thirty-six caves in the world, and the uncertain little blessing in the 72 blessings ranks, it will attract so many people who want to eat the first piece of cake." This is a brief introduction. With a sullen male voice.
Then another person echoed and said: "After all, there are some great things buried here, so it's only natural that rumors spread everywhere. That's why we came here overnight from the northern province."
This person had a nasal voice, and his voice was a little unclear, as if his nose was blocked after a cold.
The gloomy man: "Thirty-six caves in the world, seventy-two blessings and other famous relics have not yet been opened. There are only some unranked blessed places that are not ranked in the world. The small blessed places are opened first, but even these small blessed places with ants' legs are all blocked by the system. Controlled by the people in the village. This kind of wild blessed land that has not yet been proven is a small-scale pattern. Only those of us retail investors who are not in the family and the system will regard it as a treasure, one by one like moths to the flame. plunge in."
"If we want to become a rising star in this revival of spiritual energy, we have the only chance to achieve overtaking in curves, the tide of spiritual energy in the blessed land, and the explosion of spiritual energy."
The man with a nasal voice sighed and said: "The blue blood moons in the past have come and revived the spiritual energy, but they have only failed in the first round, and the spiritual energy of the world has withered again, which is not suitable for cultivation. Most of the people who awakened the blood and physique disappeared later Hidden from the world."
"I don't know if this revival of spiritual energy will start a change that has never been seen in ancient times, and create a frenzy of evolution that our predecessors did not have."
"I don't want to be like my grandfather. After the spiritual energy withers again, the bloodlines and physique after awakening will dry up and degenerate. Every time I use my ability, I will burn my energy and spirit and consume my vitality. In the end, in order to reduce the burden on my body, I have to choose to live in seclusion. Born, the rest of my life has been miserable."
After falling into a brief silence, the gloomy man said in a serious tone: "As early as the past ten or twenty years, spiritual energy in various places has been slowly recovering. This time when the blue blood moon comes, the spiritual energy has fully recovered, which means that those who have lived for a long time I am afraid that it will not take long for the old guys to recover from physical exhaustion one by one. Therefore, we should take advantage of this blank period to achieve corner overtaking as soon as possible so that we can get a bigger pie in the future... "
The voice of the conversation gradually faded away, blurred...
Fangzheng hurriedly followed, but he couldn't follow too closely, so as not to be discovered like when he was following the mortician.
As a result, because they couldn't let go of their speed, the sound of the conversation between the two of them disappeared completely and went away.
Fangzheng had no choice but to give up and continue to follow, and for a while, his eyebrows were tightly knit into the word Chuan.
Aura withered? Spirit recovery
Cave? Blessed place
An unprecedented change
"The strange and unsettled changes in the world are all because of the revival of the aura in those two populations, right?"
...The Age of Doomsday...
...resurrection...
Fangzheng can understand the meaning.
However, the recovery of spiritual energy did not erupt overnight recently, but has been slowly recovering all over the world for a long time in the past
Fangzheng couldn't help but think of the people from the "Spiritual Investigation Bureau". Are these people the first to enjoy the bonus of spiritual energy recovery
Sure enough, he was in the system, leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, Fangzheng sighed.
The short conversation between the mysterious two opened the door to a whole new world for Fangzheng. Although it was only some fragments of information, it still gave Fangzheng a general understanding of the changes in the world he lived in.
Really complied with that sentence, an unprecedented change in the situation!
At this moment, Fangzheng also noticed that the fog around him was no longer as dense as before, and began to become lighter. The visibility was already about ten meters away. Fangzheng was overjoyed. It seemed that he followed the two The human voice has gone out of the range of the white mist, and has come to the edge of the white mist...
He didn't go far, and the vision in front of him opened up, and he had already walked out of the dense fog area.
In front of him was a huge mountainside that had been hollowed out, and it was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. However, with Fang Zheng's current martial arts training physique, this did not bother Fang Zheng.
Fangzheng observed carefully, and found that on the rock wall of the mountain belly, there were obvious traces of digging with knives and axes of human civilization. The opening of the mountain belly was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, showing a well, leading to deeper depths.
And on both sides of the rock wall, head sacrifices! They are all densely packed human heads and skeletons.
There are probably no fewer than tens of thousands of human heads here. Maybe the ancients slaughtered a town, or a city
What a murderous and bloody massacre this must be.
Fangzheng took a solemn breath.
However, the history is too long, and it may be due to geological disasters or crustal movement, etc., the head sacrifice on the two walls of the mountain has collapsed by one-third, and the only passage between the two walls has become the skeleton of the human head. Mountain, leaving only a very narrow aisle, barely enough for one person to pass through.
Soon, Fangzheng noticed the figures of other people who entered Longtou Lake... because these people were all gathered on the opposite side of the passage for the Human Head Sacrifice.
Sorry to keep everyone waiting, there will be an update later. Well, the five-slag hand speed that only codes 2,000 characters in three or four hours is in the process of coding.
(end of this chapter)