Devil Seeds

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang, who was also at the base, naturally sensed Song Qingwen's actions immediately.

As the object of Ke Xiaoliang's attention, Ke Xiaoliang basically knows Song Qingwen's every move in Huzhong Realm.

"He's going to find Wang Yu and the others?"

"This...!" Ke Xiaoliang felt a little unhappy.

The Perfect Castle is a treasure land of 'harvesting' promoted by Ke Xiaoliang, in order to attract a large number of Demon Sect disciples to enter by adding fuel, and then ruthlessly harvest a wave.

After all, the monks of the Demon Sect who have gradually become flat and started to build the infrastructure honestly, have provided less and less magical value on a daily basis.

This is not in line with Ke Xiaoliang's interests.

He doesn't need these monks of the Demon Sect to play famine and survival in the wilderness as Minecraft and Farm Story.

Coincidentally, with the right candidate and opportunity, Ke Xiaoliang promoted the "Perfect Castle" behind the scenes, as a "duplicate" for the external expansion of these demon sect disciples.

Harvest magic points with more intense conflicts, more bizarre environments, and various rather delicate designs.

Such a place is of course a test for those disciples of the Demon Sect.

But for Song Qingwen, it's not enough.

Although in terms of strength on the surface, Song Qingwen is only in the early days of the Demon Sealer in this world, and the difference between him and other Demon Sect disciples who have just received enlightenment is probably only the accumulation of "X".

However, this is only on the surface.

The skills, experience, wisdom, and scheming possessed by Song Qingwen are not comparable to ordinary disciples.

The exquisite structure of the perfect castle may not be able to trap him.

"We need to create some trouble for him, to check and balance." Ke Xiaoliang thought to himself.

Then he pointed to his heart and pointed out again.

On the cliff thousands of meters away from Mozong's base, Yin Feiyang, who was resting upside down on the cliff, opened his evil eyes.

He saw Song Qingwen leaving, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"He? Where are you going?"

Originally, Yin Feiyang didn't want to care about it.

But an idea came up inexplicably. It was just a hesitant idea at first, but now it became firm.

"It may be unusual for him to go out in person. I will follow closely to prevent him from succeeding!" Yin Feiyang thought to himself.

Then he said to the disciples around him who had been turned into pure black messengers: "You stay here, stick to your heart, and don't be infected by evil forces. Monitor those demon sect's cubs, don't let them I treated my classmates harshly. I will go back as soon as I go!"

After finishing speaking, Yin Feiyang flapped his wings and rose into the sky.

On the ground, Song Qingwen stepped on the breeze, as if a gust of wind supported and rolled him, and hurried on his way.

In the sky, Yin Feiyang's wings vibrated, and he naturally possessed the ability to fly with ease.

It seems to have sensed Yin Feiyang's pursuit.

Song Qingwen changed the method, turning the wind behind him into a turbine shape, and at the same time a large amount of oxygen and combustible gas were stripped separately and stored in the turbine.

He took out a fire bag made by the disciples of the Demon Sect, and scattered the sparks.

In the wind pressure turbine behind Song Qingwen, the separated combustible gas was instantly ignited and exploded with the help of a large amount of oxygen.

boom!

Behind Song Qingwen, it seemed that there was a bazooka suddenly.

The powerful thrust made his speed skyrocket in an instant.

In Yin Feiyang's eyes, Song Qingwen disappeared without a trace at a speed that almost surpassed the speed of sound. No matter how frantically he flapped his wings, he couldn't catch up with his footsteps.

"I wipe it! Is this all right?" Ke Xiaoliang, who was watching from the perspective of God, was also shocked by Song Qingwen's coquettish operation.

Such a set of methods requires an almost abnormal degree of control over the wind...even the air.

Just stripping a large amount of oxygen and combustible gases from the air, and isolating them from other air in large quantities, this is something very human can do.

Song Qingwen did it so easily.

"You still underestimate my master!"

"However, the location of the perfect castle is not fixed. In a sense, according to my setting for it, it exists in desire. Only those who are persistent in desire can find it accurately. Of course... there is also , I hope that those who discover it can discover it."

Ke Xiaoliang waved his hand, mobilized the weather of heaven and earth, and concealed the location of Perfect Castle.

And let it move around constantly under the control of the "Master", the face of the perfect castle, to collect more disciples of the Demon Sect.

A large number of demon sect disciples entered the perfect castle through their own channels.

Some people, like Wang Yu and the others, choose to see it once and leave in a hurry.

And their end, like Wang Yu and others, was exiled to the ruins where they could never escape, struggling to survive in the ruins space, facing the pressure of a large number of monsters, and the physical burden caused by the shortage of food and water. .

And there are more people, they are not so rational.

They chose to indulge.

Like the aborigines in this world, they exchange the right to enjoy themselves with things they think they don't need, or 'burdens', and play wantonly in the perfect castle.

Until I gradually lose myself, feel fear, and want to struggle, but I can't extricate myself.

Song Qingwen wandered in the wilderness for three days.

Starting from different directions, they searched for nearly a thousand miles, but found no trace of Wang Yu and others.

Instead, they found some 'base cities' that existed in the ruins.

Some of these base cities are closed and some are open to the outside world.

Some are very small, as small as a dozen people... forming a small monotonous family.

Some are quite large, with thousands or even tens of thousands of people.

Although the size is different, but the business model is very similar.

Those in charge of the base often have food, water, and weapons, while the ruled, through labor and selling themselves, obtain only enough food and water to sustain life.

Some people successfully seized control of the base through resistance and became the new controllers.

Some people were killed because of their resistance, and their bodies were hung on wooden stakes outside the base and dried into bacon.

Song Qingwen discovered that there are so many base cities and so many armed groups.

Those who are still trying to restore civilization and break free from the doomsday... are actually very few, or even almost none.

Everyone is just competing, who will perish later, who will get more living materials, and who can survive for the time being.

This kind of survival mode is extremely unhealthy.

Because all the base cities, the foundation of their maintenance, are nothing but the remnants of some civilizations that have not been completely destroyed by nuclear explosions.

If these consumable resources are completely exhausted.

Then what awaits these people is only the final despair and a complete death in numbness.

All of this, Song Qingwen was watching, and Yin Feiyang was watching too.

Song Qingwen can choose to help or ignore according to his preferences. Some weak people were killed and bullied.

Yin Feiyang could only watch from a distance, staring lonely.

At this time, Yin Feiyang may have a little envy and jealousy towards Song Qingwen.

A self-proclaimed good person, but unable to help others generously... This is the greatest inner torture for Yin Feiyang.

When Song Qingwen walked out of a base city again and appeared on the surface.

Yin Feiyang flapped his wings and landed opposite Song Qingwen.

Both of them are suppressing the restless and antagonistic factors in their instincts.

"You kept us here because you wanted us to help you deduce the way to seal the demon. Now I can promise you... to help you deduce the way to seal the demon, but you must help those who need help along the way. Do not ignore their difficult situation, and even...you can gather them and bring them back to the base you are building." Yin Feiyang put forward his own request to Song Qingwen.