Artifacts to cultivate immortals

Chapter 329 Fog Village
"Ping'er, wake up! Wake up!" Qing Qiyun gently pecked Ping'er's face with his mouth. It is very anxious now, because it finds that where it is now, it can't use its spiritual power at all, and it can't even contact it. The fortune bottle, it can't get into the fortune bottle at all.

Fortunately, I was not included in the fortune bottle by Mu Ping'er, otherwise what would Mu Ping'er do if he was unconscious here alone?
I don't know where it is here?
Qing Qiyun flew around the vicinity, not daring to fly too far, and found that he and Mu Ping'er were next to a rushing river. This scenery didn't look much different from other riversides, but everywhere It was a thick, eerie gray fog.

Qing Qiyun has been guarding the wooden bottle for a long time, but it can't take out the storage ring in the wooden bottle or the medicine in the bottle, because it can't use its spiritual power at all, and it can't contact Xiaomeng in the bottle.

Even in this thick gray fog, it is impossible to send out the divine sense to investigate the situation, and can only check with the naked eye, but fortunately, Qing Qiyun, who is a pure-blooded phoenix, has good hearing and eyesight.

"Da da da."

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, but Mu Ping'er was still in a coma. Qing Qiyun looked at his small body. After losing his spiritual power, he seemed completely powerless, so he had to hide aside to see what these people would do. Not bad for bottle.

Walking over were three men, dressed as hunters, they looked rather simple and honest, Qing Qiyun only hoped that these three men were not some villains, otherwise, he would really have to work hard.

"Why is there a person here?" One of the square-faced men with a bow and arrows on his back and two hares in his hands saw Mu Ping'er first.

"It's still a woman." Another sturdy man said excitedly.

"This seems to be a foreigner." The last person is about 40 to [-] years old, with gray temples and thin body, he looks like a leader.

"Uncle Feng, what should we do?" The square-faced man with a bow and arrow on his back turned around and asked the 40-year-old man.

"Mi Shan, let's take her back. Although our village is not easy, it shouldn't be difficult to support a woman." Uncle Feng looked at the man carrying a bow and arrow.

"Yes, take it back. It just happened to be a sacrifice to the Sifeng Department. There are not many women in our village." The sturdy man also nodded.

"Yingshan, shut up, take it back to see if it can be revived." Uncle Feng said sharply, you must know that most outsiders were so-called monks before coming here, even if they are unconscious, who knows whether they are conscious or not.

Of course, he also agreed to give this woman as a sacrifice to the Sifeng Department. After all, most of the remaining women in their village are relatives, and they are all good at work.

Even though this woman may be a cultivator, but here, all the immortals are not the same, not to mention that this woman looks delicate and soft, I am afraid she can't do much work at all, maybe she has to eat and drink For it, it's better to send it to the Sifeng Department.

"Uncle Feng, let me carry her back." Ying Shan took the initiative to carry Mu Pinger on his back. You know, according to the rules, if there is no such woman, the next woman sent to Sifeng Department should be his sister .

Qing Qiyun could hear clearly from the side, but it couldn't do anything, anyway, they didn't intend to hurt Mu Ping'er for the time being, so Qing Qiyun just followed them, waiting for Mu Ping'er to wake up and then see what happened thing.

Qing Qiyun followed the three of them to a small village, can that also be called a village?
Qing Qiyun sighed with emotion, this so-called village has no walls, only a wooden fence, and there are only seven or eight small and simple houses inside. There was one in the middle, which looked slightly better, at least a brick building.

"Uncle Feng, you are back." Soon all the people in the village came out, looking at the woman behind Ying Shan, everyone was a little curious.

"Ying Shan, where did you pick up a woman? Are you going to pick it up to be your wife?" An older villager next to her joked.

"No, if she can wake up, I can use her to replace my sister to go to the Ministry of Sifeng. I know that it is not easy for everyone. Every year, a large number of offerings are made to the Ministry of Sifeng. Every ten years, a woman must be handed over to the Ministry of Sifeng. , otherwise our village would not get a protective shield against the gray fog."

"It's my sister's turn this year, I really don't want to part with it. Fortunately, I found this woman, I hope she won't die." Ying Shan carefully placed the wooden bottle on a bed.

"Brother, so I don't need to go to Sifeng Department?" Ying Shan's younger sister, Ying Shui, was very happy when she heard this. If you can really live a good life, why so many women who were sacrificed in the village, none of them came back.

However, in order for the village to obtain a protective shield against the gray fog, Ying Shui also resigned to his fate, who made his life miserable. He never thought that Ying Shan would pick up a woman when he went out, so he would not have to leave the village.

For this, I have to take good care of this woman, so that she can wake up quickly and not die.

"Teach me to take care of this woman." Ying Shui took the initiative to take care of Mu Ping'er.

After watching the excitement, everyone divided up the few prey and left. These days are getting more and more sad, and the gray mist is getting closer and closer, and the prey is getting less and less , I hope this time we can get through the gray mist wave smoothly.

"Ying Shan, come here." Uncle Feng beckoned Ying Shan to come over, and Ying Shan passed by immediately.

"I'm afraid this woman won't be so easily subdued. Ying Shui is soft-hearted. You don't need to tell her. When she wakes up, coax her first, then get some snake bones and put them directly in her food, so that she has no strength to struggle." .”

Uncle Feng has seen many monks accidentally fall into them. Although they have lost their spiritual power, there are quite a lot of strange things in their hands, and monks are generally full of arrogance, and they will never be willing to be sent up as sacrifices of.

"Okay, then do this." Ying Shan agreed, this snake bone grass is harmless to the body, but it will make people feel weak, as long as the drug is stopped for a period of time, it will be fine, and when it is handed over to Sifeng Department, It's none of their business.

Qing Qiyun heard what the two men were muttering about, and only hated that he could not use his spiritual power, otherwise he would burn both of them to ashes with a mouthful of phoenix real fire.

"The skin is so white, this hairpin is so beautiful." Ying Shui looked at Mu Ping'er who was in a coma, especially seeing the white plum hairpin on her head, and couldn't help but want to take that hairpin for himself.

(End of this chapter)