I save spiritual roots for the next life

Chapter 208 Magic Ranch

The four of them came to this village not far from the southwest corner of Wei State with doubts, and then changed their appearance and walked in.

As soon as he entered the village, he happened to see an old man sorting firewood. Zhou Cang transformed into a kind-hearted young man and asked politely.

"Old man, may I ask, where is this place?"

The old man slowly turned his head, glanced at them with cloudy eyes, and raised his chin slightly.

A fallen plaque next to it said Mutazhai.

"How many years have you been here?"

The old man looked at the four of them again and asked tentatively: "Are you monks?"

Hearing this, the four of them looked at each other in confusion. In the countries of the Southern Region, ordinary people would shout "Immortal Master" if they met a monk.

But this old man was so indifferent, as if he was very familiar with the monks and was indifferent.

"That's right, father-in-law. The four of us brothers and sisters went out for training and passed by here." Zhou Cang smiled sarcastically.

"I advise you to leave quickly. I'm afraid the envoy of the Gods is coming." The old man pondered for a moment, and when he saw the friendly faces of the four people, he shook his head and said.

"Messenger of the Gods?" Zhou Cang asked in confusion.

The old man stopped answering, and was busy arranging firewood.

After waiting for a while, the four of them stopped staying and continued walking towards the village.

The entire village is quite large. Judging from the condition of the buildings, at least tens of thousands of people live there.

The further inside you go, the more people you meet.

However, most of them looked indifferent and were unwilling to communicate with them.

And every popular machine is relatively weak, looking like it is dying.

The four of them secretly communicated for a while and decided to leave temporarily.

The old man said that the messenger of the gods was coming soon, so he waited and waited in secret.

At the same time, the four of them were hiding near the stockade, with their consciousness fully opened, watching the situation in the stockade.

Until nightfall, the lights in every house were extinguished, and some whispers between the beds finally reached the consciousness of the four of them.

"It's just this month. I wonder who will be selected this year?"

"We have already become such a vain person, so we shouldn't be selected, right?"

"But everyone is vain. Maybe we are the most honest, and then we may be selected!"

"Hey, when did it end? Why haven't those sect monks overthrew the Gods yet?"

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Almost most people have similar conversations before going to bed.

"The Gods choose people... and according to what they said, they seem to choose those who are strong and strong... Therefore, in order to avoid being selected, they deliberately make themselves weak..." Zhou Cang suddenly realized.

"The so-called God Clan is probably the Demon Sect, and they all place their hope on the sect to overthrow the Demon Sect!"

"Judging from their words and deeds, I'm afraid this has been going on for a long time and has become a habit!"

"Wait, wait for the Demon Sect's envoy to come, then the truth will be revealed!"

The four expressed their thoughts and finally decided to wait.

Until half a month later.

Three people from the northeast flew in and finally landed in the village.

"Is this the envoy of the Demon Sect? It's just the early stage of the foundation building period." The four people scanned it with their spiritual consciousness and were slightly disappointed with the three people who came.

But this is fine, monks with low realm may not have the restriction of the sea of ​​consciousness, soul searching can be fully effective.

Li Jizhou sensed it with the annual rings and confirmed that he was just a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

The weak magic power in his body seems to be forcibly enhanced by elixirs.

After the three people landed in Mutazhai, they immediately called the villagers to gather.

"Shenmen selects people, gather quickly!"

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, we in the village don't have enough to eat and are getting weaker and weaker. I'm afraid we won't be able to meet God's requirements!" The elder of the village clan stepped forward tremblingly.

The three of them glanced around and frowned as they looked at each and every one of them looking sick.

"Hmph, the Divine Sect can choose the favored ones among you. That is because the Divine King has mercy on you and gives you a chance. You... are so useless!"

"Yes, yes, everyone in our village is grateful for the kindness of Lord God King, but... I dare to ask Lord God Envoy, when those people who have become God's favored ones over the years... can come back to see us?" the clan elder said hurriedly. .

When the three heard this, their expressions changed, and they glanced at everyone coldly: "Of course the God's Favorite has become a god, how can you just see him if you want to?"

The elder did not give up and continued: "But I..."

"Whoosh~" A blood glow condensed by mana flashed past.