The whole world is cultivating qi, only I am cultivating the body

The imagined scene of the monk's body being torn into pieces did not appear. He closed his eyes and rushed into the gate of the ruins. He opened his eyes carefully, looked at where he was, wiped his body several times with his hands in disbelief, and then excitedly shouted that he was fine.

"Hahahaha, it's okay! Go! Go! Go!"

The monks following behind rushed into the ruins and disappeared into the dark gate.

Long Tan, who was standing in front of Zeng Wenyu, looked at the independent cultivators who disappeared in front of him. He turned his head to look at the cultivators from the big forces who were still standing there without moving. Finally, he gritted his teeth and walked into the gate of the ruins with the "small alliance".

After passing through the dark gate of the ruins, just a few seconds later, a ray of light dispelled the original darkness, and Zeng Wenyu looked at the scenery in front of him.

He didn't know the cultivators around him, and their cultivation was only at the Spirit Transformation Realm. Those cultivators had no time to pay attention to Zeng Wenyu. They were all collecting the spiritual herbs in this place.

Looking at the spiritual herbs growing on the ground, these spiritual herbs are bright and juicy, with lush branches and leaves, and plump roots and stems. Some of the spiritual herbs even have human shapes. They are at least a thousand years old.

"Hahahahahaha, I'm rich! I'm rich! I can sell these spiritual herbs for countless spiritual stones!"

The monks were very excited. They shouted and reached out to the spiritual herbs that had already taken human form, wanting to pull them out and take them away.

But in Zeng Wenyu's eyes, what those cultivators pulled out were just some weeds. They didn't touch the real spiritual herbs at all. They were happily putting those weeds carefully into their storage rings. They had no idea what they were pulling out!

Looking carefully at the group of monks in front of him for a while, Zeng Wenyu found that there was something wrong with the eyes of these monks. He walked up to a monk and looked into his eyes carefully.

The originally black pupil had disappeared, and the entire eyeball had turned white. At the same time, Zeng Wenyu saw a lot of small insects crawling in the monk's eyeball. Those small insects were constantly devouring the monk's eyeball. After a while, the entire eyeball turned from white to transparent, but the monk didn't know it at all. He was still immersed in the illusion of collecting those spiritual herbs.

It was at this time that Zeng Wenyu saw that the insects that were originally in the monk's eyeballs began to lay eggs in the already transparent eyeballs. Within a few seconds, the eggs began to hatch. They fed on the monk's eyeballs. Within a dozen seconds, only the eye sockets of the monk in front of him were left. The eyeballs in the eye sockets completely disappeared, and the monk could not even feel the pain.

"not good!"

At the same time as the monk's eyeball disappeared, those tiny insects flew towards Zeng Wenyu's eyes. Zeng Wenyu immediately stepped back to avoid them, but at this moment, a large number of small insects swarmed towards Zeng Wenyu from different places. They were insects hatched in the eyeballs of other monks, and they wanted to parasitize in Zeng Wenyu's eyes!

Surrounded by those little bugs, Zeng Wenyu kept dodging them, but there were too many of them, how could he really dodge them all? Soon he saw a little bug lying on his eyeball, but the next second the bug flew away for some reason. At the same time, the bugs that surrounded Zeng Wenyu also quickly left Zeng Wenyu.

"what happened?"

Zeng Wenyu was a little puzzled. He even suspected that he had been pulled into the illusion by those bugs. Otherwise, how could he see those bugs leaving?

After standing there and waiting for a while, another cultivator appeared. After confirming that he was indeed not affected by those insects, Zeng Wenyu thought for a long time and finally could only attribute this matter to Old Long. He lived there for three days and ate the cattle and sheep there. He must have been contaminated with the aura there. This relic was an empty tomb built by Old Long. It was not impossible that these little insects sensed the aura there and did not dare to attack him.

All the monks who came here had their eyes eaten by the little bugs. They were all immersed in the illusion of picking spiritual herbs. Even the monks who came in first had already lived a happy life in the illusion. They kept murmuring something. Although it was difficult to hear clearly, Zeng Wenyu could see the expressions on their faces, which were either disdainful, happy, or lustful.

Zeng Wenyu did not pick those spiritual herbs. All the cultivators here had problems at the beginning when they reached out to pick the spiritual herbs. Although those little bugs did not dare to attack Zeng Wenyu, he did not believe that these bugs would really not attack him after being provoked.

There was only one way out of here, and Zeng Wenyu followed the road. The scenery in front of him gradually changed. The green grass on the ground gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a bluestone road. There were also many statues of monsters around, and all the statues were different. Along the way, Zeng Wenyu saw no less than fifty species and shapes of monsters, and there were even more monster statues in the seemingly endless corridor in front.

Zeng Wenyu had seen many of the monsters depicted on these statues in books introducing monsters, but the monsters carved in these statues looked more ancient. They had more or less organs that were not in the pictures in the books. For example, the dragon lizard in front of Zeng Wenyu had wings on its back, double pupils in its eyes, and a pair of dragon horns on its head. It was only similar in size to the dragon lizard Zeng Wenyu encountered in the Cangling Mountains.

I continued walking forward. I don't know how long I had walked before I finally reached the end of the road. A huge statue stood at the end of the road. The statue was carved of a dragon. The dragon on the statue was glaring at the sky, as if scolding the sky. The scales on its body were clearly visible, and from a distance it looked like a living dragon.

"Could this be Elder Long?"

Zeng Wenyu walked closer to the statue and looked at it carefully. He saw a sentence engraved on the base of the statue.

"The demon clan emperor led his troops to fight against the heavens, and killed 30% of the evil cultivators in the heavens. He left his body here, waiting for future cultivators to fight against the heavens again."

Seeing these words on the base, and feeling the same aura on the statue as that of Elder Long, Zeng Wenyu was somewhat puzzled. What did it mean to conquer the heavens? Was ascending to the upper realm just a joke? Would the cultivators in the upper realm oppress the lower realm? He still remembered that Master Taiyin had said that both the Taoist sect and their lineage of the innate Taiyin body had inheritance in the upper realm. Could it be that these people were oppressing the lower realm?

Just as Zeng Wenyu was thinking about these things, he heard footsteps behind him and other monks appeared here.