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After entering the village, the old man and Chu Yang introduced themselves.

The old man is the village chief here, his name is Bamu.

The village also has a name, called Shanbian.

Because from this village, we will enter the mountainous area.

According to this naming logic, if there are other villages in the mountainous area, the name should be Shanli?

"Shanli Village is far away from here, at least one day's walk..."

Bamu talked to Chu Yang while inviting Chu Yang to sit down in the small grass shed.

The area of ​​the small grass shed is not large, it is a round house with a diameter of only three or four meters.

Although this small grass shed is built with branches and hay, the hay is quite thick and almost airtight.

If there is no gate, there must be no light inside.

The grass shed is covered with thick hay, and there are animal skins on the hay, which is quite comfortable to sit on.

In the middle is an open space, surrounded by a circle with stones, and in the middle of the circle are the ashes left after the firewood is burned.

This should be a fire for heating, or it can also be used to cook food.

There was a rough big pottery jar next to it, and I don’t know what was in it.

“The village in the mountains is more dangerous than here. I suggest you stay in our village.”

Bamu handed the pottery jar to Chu Yang, and Chu Yang realized that it was filled with water.

He suddenly found that he was really thirsty.

Can the incarnation be thirsty?

Senior monks no longer need to eat, and spiritual power alone can meet the energy required by the whole body.

The incarnation and ghosts are both energy bodies, so there is no need to replenish energy from food.

But Chu Yang felt thirsty now. Could it be affected by the laws of the world?

He was a little confused, but he still took the pottery jar and drank a sip.

The water was very ordinary water, but after entering his body, it quickly decomposed into the energy he needed.

This kind of energy is very weak, which is a million miles worse than spiritual power, but it is at least a supplement, which made his tired spirit body recover a little.

Chu Yang suddenly realized that the survival of ghost cultivators in this world might be a little dangerous.

Their spiritual power is equivalent to being sealed, so where does the energy come from to support the activities of the body?

If the energy in the body is exhausted, won’t it be reduced to ashes?

So, ghost cultivators must eat in this world?

This is really a troublesome thing...

Chu Yang calmed down and turned his attention to Bamu again.

"Stay in your village? Do you mean to let me settle here?"

"Yes."

"Well, I don’t quite understand why you invited me to settle here, but I don’t plan to stay here for a long time. I came here to find someone, or to find two people, two ghost cultivators..."

"Oh? You came here to find someone? So... you took the initiative to enter the crack?"

"Yes."

"Then you really are..."

Bamu didn’t know what to say for a while.

After a moment of silence, Bamu said, "You just came here, there are many things you don't know yet, all the ghost cultivators who came here, no one can leave."

"What?"

Chu Yang was surprised: "Why is that?"

Bamu sighed: "The only way to leave here is to go through the space crack you know..."

"Yes, that space crack should be able to return the same way."

"It should be possible, but that space crack has been flying around all the time, and very fast..."

"You mean, that space crack has been moving at a high speed?"

"Yes, that's what you mean."

"No way..."

Chu Yang was dumbfounded.

He had seen with his own eyes that the speed of the space crack was faster than that of him, a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.

At such a speed, how could he safely jump back into the space crack?

This is like asking an ordinary person to jump from the roadside onto a high-speed train, and jump into the open door just in time.

This is simply impossible.

The problem is not whether you can grasp the timing of the jump, but the speed at the moment of jumping in.

If your speed is slower than the speed of the crack, then half of your body will be cut in half by the crack before it enters the crack.

At this speed, Chu Yang has no chance to enter the crack.

Unless he uses a sliding step or other skills similar to teleportation, he can instantly pass through the entrance of the crack.

But in this small world, he can't use spells at all.

"This is a pit..."

Chu Yang smiled bitterly helplessly.

Is he going to be trapped in this small world?

Of course not.

Other ghost cultivators may not have a way to leave, but Chu Yang still has a way out.

The external incarnation can be directly recalled, and it is not restricted by space, and can instantly return to the body from the underworld.

But this recall is also a spell, and it must be performed by the external incarnation.

Obviously, his external incarnation cannot perform it now.

Then he has only one last way.

That is death.

If the incarnation outside the body dies, then his consciousness will naturally return to his own body.

This is a high-level law, and it is also not limited by space.

But Chu Yang really didn't want to die like this. He hadn't made any progress in his search for Ye Qingchan in the underworld. If he died like this, what should he do next?

If his incarnation died, there would be no more.

What other means could he use to enter the underworld in the future?

This was undoubtedly a very troublesome thing.

After a long pause, Chu Yang felt that he couldn't give up so early.

He should try his best to find a way to return to the space crack, and it would be best to bring Xiao Qian back with him, so that it would be the most perfect.

"That space crack has always been moving at high speed and has never stopped?"

Chu Yang continued to ask unwillingly.

Bamu understood his feelings very well. Many ghost cultivators were also entangled in the situation of this space crack when they first arrived in this world.

But unfortunately, he could only give a bad answer.

"Yes, the movement of that space crack has never stopped, but sometimes it will be a little faster, and sometimes it will be a little slower..."

"How long has this situation lasted?"

"It has always been like this. This is what my grandfather told me."

Bamu answered with certainty.

Chu Yang didn't know how old Bamu was, but he didn't need to calculate such details.

If the situation seen by several generations was the same, this situation must have lasted for hundreds of years.

Since the situation of the space crack has not changed in hundreds of years, it is basically impossible to wait for it to change in the short term.