"They are all orphans in the village. After their parents died, they have been adopted and taken care of by Granny Ma." Ying Luo sighed and said.
"According to what you said before, there were many Fangcun Mountain disciples in this Longevity Village. Even after many years and their lifespans are limited, they should still have inheritance, right?" Shen Luo knew that there must be some unspeakable tragic things behind this, so he did not go into details and asked instead.
"Those Fangcun Mountain disciples, some died when they went out to explore the road, and some died while climbing mountains to ask for help, and there are only a few left. As time goes by, one after another passes away. Although they all teach and teach disciples, the disciples they accepted and The life span of the disciples and grandchildren is shorter, and some even die earlier than them. When the village began to be attacked by monsters a few years ago, Granny Ma and I were the only two people left." Ying Luo nodded and said slowly.
Shen Luo deeply understands the difficulty of spiritual practice.
Even a small sect with an orderly inheritance like Spring Autumn Temple cannot guarantee that all its disciples will be able to Dharma Nature Passage and pass it on from generation to generation. This is even less possible in this barren mountain village. Those cultivators who continue to pass on the inheritance will only decline bit by bit.
When he thought of the immortal cultivators in the village who were trapped here, one by one dying helplessly, and the situation in the village was deteriorating, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.
"Didn't these monsters exist since ancient times, but only appeared a few years ago?" Shen Luo asked again.
"About four years ago, there was a sudden epidemic in the village, and many children were infected. In order to find medicinal herbs, several villagers went to Fangcun Mountain, against their ancestors' instructions. As a result, the ferocious birds and beasts on the mountain seemed to have activated their spiritual intelligence and ate them all. After that, they became more ferocious and began to actively go down the mountain to attack us." Ying Luo nodded and said.
"Every demon still has a trace of his nature before he tastes blood, but once he tastes it, he will definitely come back for it and will not stop dying." Shen Luo sighed and said.
"That's true. After that, we had to build a village wall to protect the entire village against the monsters that attacked from time to time. However, as the village's talismans Talisman Artifact were exhausted, Granny Ma suffered heavy losses., more and more people died in the battle in the village. The monster beasts and birds coming down the mountain are becoming more and more frequent. If you hadn't appeared this time, Brother Shen, we would definitely not be able to sustain it anymore." Ying Luo said, with a look of gratitude in his eyes.
"I ended up here by chance. It's probably some kind of fate." Shen Luo shook his head and said.
"Brother Shen, the situation in the village is probably like this. What are your plans in the future?" Ying Luo said hesitantly.
"I'm not from this place, so naturally I won't stay long. I will leave when I find a way." Shen Luo said.
"Repelling these beasts this time can only relieve a temporary emergency. If we can't find a way out, everyone in the village will inevitably die. Since you can come in, you should be able to find a way out. Can you ask Brother Shen to help us find a way out." Ying Luo heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he said quickly.
Shen Luo heard this and did not answer immediately, but began to think secretly.
After hearing about the situation of Longevity Village, he felt sympathetic but also a little worried. If the fog barrier could not be broken through, he might be trapped here like everyone else in the village.
He hasn't figured out how he returned to reality after falling into dreams in the past few times, and he doesn't want to be trapped here in such a daze now.
"If Brother Shen is in trouble..." Ying Luo looked slightly gloomy when he saw Shen Luo didn't speak.
"I can give it a try, but I'm not sure." Shen Luo suddenly said.
"Brother Shen is a great kindness to my whole village for being able to accept this. Ying Luo thanks you." Ying Luo hurriedly stood up and bowed, and said sincerely.
"Let's do this. I will rest in the village tonight and go out to find a way early tomorrow morning." Shen Luo helped her up and said.
"It's all up to Brother Shen to make the decision." Ying Luo said with a growing smile on his face.
"By the way, are there still talismans in the village?" Shen Luo suddenly remembered something and asked.
"No one in the village knew how to draw talismans decades ago. There seems to be some talisman paper left, but I don't know if it can still be used. Brother Shen, please wait a moment. I'll go look for it." Ying Luo Hearing this, after thinking for a moment, he hurried out.
Not long after, Ying Luo came back with a dusty box and handed it to Shen Luo.
Shen Luo took the box and opened it, and found that most of the talisman papers inside had been eaten away by insects, and there were only about a dozen of them that were barely usable.
Fortunately, there was a small can of Cinnabar inside, so it was relatively well stored.
Shen Luo was so happy that he drew all these talisman papers into talismans. After drawing, he found that it was much smoother than in reality, and almost every talisman seemed to be full of energy when it was completed.
"Do you know how to use the talisman?" Shen Luo took out three Minor Thunder Talisman and handed them to Ying Luo, asking.
"Just pour Magic Power into it, right?" Ying Luo was a little surprised that Shen Luo could draw the talisman, and then said.
"Not bad." Shen Luo nodded.
Early the next morning, Shen Luo only spoke to Ying Luo, then left the village and headed towards the area covered by the fog alone.
He deliberately did not go to the hillside, but went in another direction along the mountain col. After leaving the village for only a few miles, the fog in the air began to become thicker.
Shen Luo walked carefully, from the low mountain terrain to a flat and open area. Not only did not find any road ahead, but the fog was thick enough to be almost substantial.
He walked forward a short distance and found that only a few feet away in front of him, a layer of fog that was obviously darker in color had condensed together, almost no longer flowing, and it looked like a white wall made of thick fog.
Shen Luo After a little hesitation, he decided to step in and give it a try.
As a result, as soon as he entered it, he felt some discomfort in his nose and throat. After walking more than ten steps inside, he felt an obvious feeling of suffocation, which forced him to withdraw.
Standing outside the rich Mist Wall, Shen Luo's breathing finally became smoother. He followed the Mist Wall with his eyes and found that it really stretched forward like a high wall with no end in sight.