Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

They had expressionless faces and dark eyes that were empty and numb.

Like a clay doll without a soul.

The two sides confronted each other in silence.

Only the atmosphere became more and more dull and depressing, making people feel breathless.

Suddenly, the proprietress stood up and spoke with a sweet smile.

"So it's a distinguished guest who's here. It's us who are being rude."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the people in the hall seemed to come back to life, looked away and continued with their lively conversation.

"The wine and food here are too low-quality. I don't like them. Take me to the guest room to rest!"

Anle said in a gruff voice.

"I want the one at the back of the third floor."

The proprietress raised her eyebrows slightly, but still responded softly.

"Okay, please follow me."

******

I saw Anle and the proprietress go upstairs and disappear.

Wan Xinrong was breathing rapidly and had a grim expression on his face.

This is different from what he thought!

Faced with such blatant provocation, why did these evil spirits swallow their anger and treat him as a guest?

Could it be that, although they appear to be powerful, they are actually just paper tigers?

Or is this one of the rules of this strange place?

Wan Xinrong had many questions.

This armored monster seemed to have been here before, or perhaps he knew some secrets here, which was why he dared to do these things.

At this time, another foundation-building cultivator couldn't help it anymore.

He had been patient all along, but had to watch Anle use this unreasonable method to get ahead and enter the core of the secret place first.

What if the other party takes away the opportunity?

The foundation-building skills are learned in an orderly manner.

First, he called the waiter and asked for wine and meat.

Then spiritual fire emerged from his palms and ignited them.

The guests once again looked at him like clay dolls.

But this time, the boss lady did not come out to stop it.

The waiter said sinisterly, "Sir, you are breaking the rules here by doing this."

A gust of cold wind blew by, revealing some ghostly shadows.

Wan Xinrong's expression changed drastically: "This is not fair!"

This strange place actually treats people differently!

However, it was too late.

Many evil spirits came like a wave.

******

It didn't take long.

Xiang Feng led the people of the Chiyu Sect and got off the ferryman's boat.

He could have arrived here faster, but it took some time to help Ke Yan and others who were trapped in the blood mist.

Xiang Feng looked at the lonely inn at the foot of the mountain and frowned slightly.

The target pointed by the Thousand Mile Tracking Talisman is right there.

But there was an aura in the inn that made him afraid.

******

"arrive."

The proprietress twisted her slender waist and led Anle to the innermost room on the third floor and pushed open the door.

The room was just an ordinary guest room, except for a musty smell, everything was normal.

She looked at Anle, not at all surprised by his strange appearance, and spoke softly.

"Sir, let me give you a piece of advice."

"In the inn, there are some places you shouldn't go to and some things you shouldn't touch. Maybe you can still wait until sunrise."

Anle nodded.

"Thanks."

Walk into the room and close the door.

Anle finally breathed a sigh of relief.

According to his experience in the simulation, it is only now that they are temporarily safe.

[Armor] burrowed back under the skin, revealing a clean and handsome face.

"call--"

Anle took two or three deep breaths, with a slightly tired look on his face.

Although the armor has no effect on Anle's movements, it still feels a bit uncomfortable after wearing it for a long time.

Moreover, this also means that he briefly took off the "mask."

When he was in front of Ziyun Sect and the evil spirits, he always played the role of a reckless and cruel person.

This was done to relax the vigilance of Ziyun Sect and others, and at the same time to deter the evil spirits.

Secondly, it is to release the accumulated resentment and evil spirit.

As we go deeper into the strange land, some subtle influences begin to become stronger and stronger.

The reason why Anle dared to do those things that Wan Xinrong thought were extremely bold.

In addition to the information he had learned in advance, it was also because he had already been infected with the characteristics of evil.

For example, in the ferryman's boat.

The rules do not allow human practitioners to fight each other.

But Anle was regarded as half evil.

The fight between evil spirits is not forbidden.

In fact, Anle doesn't want to be like this. If he can be a good person, why should he be a tricky person?

But in order to survive in this strange place, he... has no choice!

“We have to remain rational.”

Anle warned himself and made up his mind.

When he put on the armor, he turned into a fierce ghost that everyone feared, cruel and arrogant.

When he takes off his armor, he must try to stay clear-headed and calm to avoid losing his humanity.

"The people of Ziyun Sect want to kill me, the people of Chiyu Sect want to kill me, and the evil spirits also want to kill me..."

"Why are you pushing me?"

Anle's face showed a ferocious look and he muttered.

"In that case, I have no choice but to... kill you all!"

Although everyone should know this, I'd still like to mention it.

"Why do you force me?" is a joke. I've used it twice before, but it seems to have been criticized quite badly...

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Chapter 89 Panel, deduce it for me!

Cold and empty guest room.

Anle lay on the bed with her clothes on and closed her eyes to rest.

The woman in red leaned against his side.

In this dangerous and mysterious place, the evil spirits are terrifying, and the practitioners have bad intentions. Only Xiao Xiaohong still has some...

Well, her body had no temperature either, but was unusually cold.

But it can bring some spiritual comfort to Anle.

After these days of running around, even with his abundant energy, he felt a little overwhelmed.

So, I decided to take a break.

However, not long after he lay down, he heard a woman sobbing.

Interspersed with the shrill cries of babies.

From time to time, there could be the sound of a kitchen knife chopping on a chopping board.

The effect of [listening to ghosts and eavesdropping] sometimes makes Anle very distressed.

After a while, the whole building was shaking slightly, as if two powerful men were fighting.

"Xiang Feng is here!"

Anle woke up immediately.

Even though Xiang Feng and the others are all at the foundation-building stage, their strengths are very different.

He has reached the great perfection of foundation building!

Half-step golden elixir!

Even in this strange place, one can ignore the influence of many evil spirits.

The gap in hard power is too big, otherwise Anle would not have hidden in such a dangerous place, seeking a chance of survival.

The vibration gradually subsided.

If nothing unexpected happened, Xiang Feng and other people from Ziyun Sect and Chiyu Sect should have been sent to different guest rooms.

Anle would deliberately choose this room simply because it is the most familiar to him.

During the deduction, he was brought here by Xiang Feng.

Until the vitality is gone and it turns into a ghost.

These floors and walls were once stained red with his blood.

"It's not that I won't take revenge, it's just... the time has not come yet."

Anle suppressed his emotions and took advantage of this precious time to restore his energy.

The real crisis will not appear until night.

******

Bang bang bang!

Anle was awakened by a series of rapid knocks on the door.

With the help of Little Red Guardian, he slept soundly, freeing his mind for a rare time and relieving the stress that had accumulated over the past few days.

Being woken up unreasonably like this made even Anle, who was usually good-tempered, feel a little angry.

Who doesn’t feel grumpy when waking up?