Chapter 4809 The Returned Monk of Famen
In the wilderness outside the Tomb City, a group of figures appeared, their faces covered with wind, frost and dust.
Looking at the city buildings in front of them and feeling the earthly atmosphere, a group of Famen monks couldn't help but cheer.
For so many years, they have been trapped in the underworld, thinking that they would eventually be buried in another world.
I struggled for a long time, but there was no hope.
When they gave up in despair, they didn't expect a surprise to fall from the sky. Not only were they saved from danger, but they also got the opportunity to leave the underworld.
With fear and expectation, the monks followed the route, and did not encounter any demons blocking their way.
On the contrary, there were debris everywhere, which had obviously been cleared deliberately to ensure smooth evacuation roads.
Occasionally, players will appear, provide them with some supplies, and escort them a certain distance.
Then they said goodbye to each other and went their separate ways.
After experiencing some hardships and seeing the player's behavior, the mentality of these monks has changed long ago.
It is more like a kind of growth, transformation after experiencing hardships.
Nowadays, when looking at various things, it is no longer black and white. We understand that gray is the eternal color.
If it is too strong, it will break easily. A paranoid guy will never survive until now.
After years of suffering, the monks finally escaped from the underworld with a narrow escape. Needless to say, the monks were happy.
In fact, they can also feel that the game world is soaked in evil energy and may not be able to sustain it for many years.
But it doesn’t matter. With the buffer time, you can definitely find more ways.
Compared to being trapped in the underworld, desperately waiting for death to come, the situation today is much better.
Just as they were sighing secretly, they saw a few cars speeding towards them and stopped ten meters away from them.
The practitioner in the car in front has obvious aura fluctuations, and his strength is comparable to the devil of the underworld.
Seeing this, a group of Famen monks couldn't help but secretly marvel at the strength of the player organization.
"Are you all monks from Famen, who have just returned from the underworld?"
A player jumped out of the car and asked in a loud voice.
“Exactly.”
The leading monks from Faomen nodded to confirm their identities.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time, and you are finally here. Come with me now."
The player said with a smile, invited a group of Famen monks to get on the bus, and sent them to a special reception location.
This car is about thirty meters long, has no roof, and is filled with soft seats.
A group of Famen monks got on, and then the car started moving quickly towards the Tomb City.
When I got close to the Tomb City, I was shocked to see mountains of monster corpses, and the various forms of death were extremely hideous.
The overflowing demonic energy and fishy smell were like black smoke clouds, slowly squirming in the air.
There is obviously a formation that limits the spread of these poisonous gases, otherwise the entire Tomb City would have been enveloped long ago.
Such a terrifying scene left a group of Famen monks dumbfounded.
Although they hate monsters and want to kill them all, they cannot do such a terrifying thing.
It's as if a mortal kills the enemy and deliberately looks like a man with a head in front of the sky. It makes me shudder when I look at it.
"Your Excellency, what is the purpose of your pile of corpses?"
Looking at the players around him, a Famen monk asked.
“You may not know that demons are full of treasures. Not only can they extract soul crystals that can eliminate demonic energy, but they can also refine very important corpse scrolls.
I believe you have come along all the way. , I have encountered a demon controlled by the player. Although it is also evil, it is completely different from the real demon.
To create this kind of demon, the corpse of the demon must be used as the material.
These demons have done many evil things, and they can be used after death, which can be regarded as substituting their merits for their crimes. ”
Hearing the player’s answer, the monks suddenly realized, but they were secretly surprised in their hearts.
I didn’t expect that Lou Cheng had such a mysterious method that could be used to refine and create Demon.
In the form of a demon, do kindness. It's a sad thing, but it's really a blessing.
Looking at Lou Cheng's methods, you can tell that they are definitely not ordinary cultivators, and their own sect is simply incomparable. The car drove into Tomb City and came to a large building. , there are also people coming and going here.
"Everyone, please come with me. Take a shower first, and then do a physical examination."
The player in charge of the reception led a group of Famen monks into the hall, and then they saw a A large pool appears in front of you.
The water is extremely clear, with constant waves rolling in, and there are also flowers and herbs soaked in it.
A strange aroma floats in the hall, which is refreshing.
"It smells so good, such a mellow smell."
I am used to smelling the stench of dirt and blood in the underworld, but now I smell this strange fragrance, and my whole body suddenly feels very transparent.
There were also some Famen monks who immediately coughed and sprayed a large amount of black substance from their mouths and noses.
Although this scene was terrifying, everyone was filled with joy.
These filthy things are all condensed demonic energy, which can cause great harm to the body.
The monks knew that from the moment they entered the hall, the cleansing of the evil spirit began quietly.
For so many years, the monks have been tortured, and the evil spirit has penetrated their internal organs.
If I hadn’t still had one thought and persisted in resisting, I would have turned into a human demon long ago.
But it is precisely for this reason that they become leeks harvested by demons, and the spiritual power they generate is constantly extracted.
Some Famen monks took off their clothes, laughed and jumped into the pool, letting the water submerge their bodies.
The water seemed to be clear and gentle, but in fact it was extremely violent. The monk Famen who entered the water seemed to be fried, with waves of water constantly surging around his body.
The demonic energy was like black bugs, constantly emerging from their bodies, and then melted under the immersion in the pool water.
This pool of bath water can remove the evil energy from the epidermis and muscles, which is the first step in conditioning treatment.
This process is quite painful, as if being cut with a knife and stabbed by a cone. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been wailing in pain.
These Faomen monks are different. They have experienced far more pain than this, and have been tempered to be extremely tough.
Even if the pain is several times worse, they still don't change their expressions when meeting each other.
In the next time, there will be many steps until the evil spirit is completely eliminated.
Although a lot of resources need to be consumed during the treatment process, it is also an inevitable price for obtaining the artifact.
After soaking for two full hours, until no more black matter floated out, a group of Famen monks went ashore to get dressed.
Their original clothing and items were thrown directly into the incineration furnace, or thrown into the ditch along with the remains of the demon.
Items from the underworld are also tainted with demonic energy, and there is no benefit in keeping them around.
After finishing bathing and changing clothes, they were led to another building, and the rich aroma hit their faces again.
This time, the house is full of delicacies, cooked with various elixirs, which not only taste extremely delicious, but also have nourishing and cleansing effects.
The monks have been imprisoned for many years and have not smelled the smoke of rice and smoke for a long time. At this moment, they all feel extremely delicious and their mouths water uncontrollably.
Soon we started eating around the table with our plates in hand, and there were endless sounds of admiration.
After eating and drinking like crazy until my belly was round, I stopped with satisfaction.
The player responsible for the reception appeared in front of everyone again and pointed the direction of the toilet kindly.
Actually, he didn’t need to say much, a group of monks had already seen it because there were big signs on the wall.
But I was full of doubts as to why the location of the place of reincarnation of grains was specially marked in the dining area.
It didn’t take long for the monks to notice something abnormal, and the sound in their stomachs was like drums.
There seemed to be countless insects and rats burrowing around in the stomach, and the liver and intestines were twisted and broken.
Immediately afterwards, the urge to defecate came, which was impossible to suppress, as if it could pour out at any time.
The monks suddenly realized why they had to tell them the location of the toilet. It turned out that these delicacies were super laxatives.
One by one, they tightened their buttocks and rushed to the toilet crazily, followed by a crackling sound like thunder.
Black smoke composed of stinking gas gathered in the sky above the toilet. Fortunately, it was blocked by the formation and could not spread.
Otherwise, once it overflows, it will definitely be a biochemical disaster.
(End of this chapter)