Chapter 195 The Kingdom of Xuanyuan

When Yan Nu stepped into the restricted area, he really felt the pain of withering thoughts and annihilation of consciousness.

I feel dizzy, like a heavy hammer hitting my brain, I can hardly think normally, and it is very uncomfortable.

However, there is no more...

He resisted this thought decay, but the annihilated part was not repaired. At this moment, Yan Nu's thinking speed was one tenth slower than before.

Calculation, imagination, memory and other thinking abilities have all declined by one tenth.

This was a very strange feeling. He was sure that his soul was not damaged, but his thinking was just a little slower. This was compared with himself in memory.

In other words, the wall of withering annihilates people's pure consciousness ability, just like something at the conceptual level.

So no matter what magical power or spell it is, don't even think about resisting or repairing it.

Correspondingly, Yan Slave didn't know how to repair the withered tenth.

Just like Yan Nu survived his decapitation, but he could not adapt to the faster healing speed. It was Shen Leling who used wonderful water regeneration on him, so he inherited the super-speed flesh and blood regeneration.

Also, when he was crushed by Yak's brute force, he just ignored the damage and absorbed the infiltrated energy instead of evolving greater power. It relies on the blessing effects such as the Dragon and Tiger Technique to permanently maintain this stronger state of strength in the body.

The brain, soul, and consciousness seem to be inhabiting each other.

Various magical powers and spells in the world can repair the brain and soul, but none can repair consciousness.

However, there is a way to enhance thinking ability, and that is the way of mechanism, so Luo Yan once told him that in the future, he can improve his thinking speed by practicing the way of mechanism.

In this way, although the consciousness is still objectively one-tenth less, if the base is strong, it is still far better than ordinary people.

"No matter what, find that wall quickly."

Yan Nu thought very brightly and didn't care about this slowness at all. He kept his mission in mind and strode deep into the poor mountains.

Deep in the poor mountains is no man's land, but the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it is peaceful.

It was completely different from the place of death I imagined.

There were green trees and flowers everywhere. Yan Nu passed through two small peaks and saw a group of gorgeous blue luan birds dancing gracefully.

They sang songs and hovered in the huge old trees.

"What a beauty."

Yan Nu saw many rare and exotic animals, Ganoderma lucidum and strange grasses passing by, blending into them, running with long strides, dancing around like a fool.

He was the only one here, no, the only one alive.

After passing through another mountain, Yan Nu unexpectedly saw a series of buildings. The houses were loose, simple in style, made of mud and grass, and surrounded by simple and low walls.

Outside the wall are acres and acres of fields that have long been covered with flowers and plants and have been abandoned for who knows how long. If Yan Nu hadn't been very familiar with the structure of the field ridges, he wouldn't have been able to tell that it was originally farmland.

"village?"

"What a huge village!"

Yan Nu was surprised. He didn't expect that there were villages in the poor mountains. Strictly speaking... they were tribes.

It was far more primitive than his previous Chashan Village, but it was very large. It was conceivable that many people lived here before.

Yan Nu rushed into the village, visited and searched everywhere. The entire village has altars, granaries, areas for polishing jade, and places for making pottery.

Everywhere is full of life, but now it is all abandoned. It can be seen from many details that everything has come to an abrupt end.

There are half-finished jades, half-finished cloths, and dried cauldrons filled with rotten fish.

Finally, in a deserted courtyard that was overgrown with weeds, Yan Nu saw a humanoid creature.

The upper body is a human and the lower body is a snake.

Wearing cloth, wide-sleeved robe, and bun.

The snake's tail is thick and long, very graceful. If it is straightened out, it would be about one foot tall. No wonder the buildings are so big.

"It turns out to be the residence of the people of Shanhai. It seems that I have seen such people in the barrier outside before."

Yan Nu discovered dozens of corpses in this destroyed tribe, all with human heads and snake bodies.

And their totems are exactly their own images, a man and a woman, looking at each other, with their tails entangled and tied directly on their heads. The pattern is vivid and full of mystery.

The corpse was intact, without any wounds, and they were probably killed by the Wall of Withering.

"But why are there only a few dozen people? In such a big village, there should be at least tens of thousands of people living there, right?"

Yan Nu felt a little strange, then left the village and continued deep into the poor mountains.

Sure enough, after climbing over a hill, we saw a village again.

After repeating this process, he stopped checking them one by one. He ran for nearly 800 miles and passed dozens of villages before finally arriving at the place where the Wall of Withering should exist.

However, there is a larger building complex here with vast walls. It is much larger than all the villages seen before. It is like the central settlement of this mountain and sea country.

"With so many 'walls', which one is the wall of withering?"

Yan Nu was annoyed and wanted to scratch his head, but he couldn't figure it out.

He walked forward, but before he could climb over the wall, he felt an extremely strong pressure that shocked him.

It made him tremble physically and mentally, feeling afraid of something in the village and wanting to run away.

But he didn't run. Even though everyone was shocked and frightened, he still walked in curiously.

As soon as I entered, I saw corpses everywhere, on the roadside, inside the house, and everywhere.

There are hundreds in the entrance area alone. It is conceivable that there should be tens of thousands of corpses in this largest village.

This number is correct. For such a large tribe, there should be tens of thousands of people.

But why the village before was so empty, Yan Nu couldn't figure it out.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there were footsteps behind him. Yan Nu turned around and heard someone calling him.

"Yan Slave..." came a sound like the clash of gold and stone.

The huge beast-headed machine man who was clearly Luo Yan rushed towards him and caught up with him.

"You're in!" Yan Nu chuckled.

Luo Yan controlled the mechanism and said angrily: "Now the outside has been controlled by me and will not disturb us."

"You can move as you like here. Even if the Wall of Withering is taken into Daozang, they won't know about it."

"As long as I keep pretending to be 'facing the wall' outside, they will always think this is a restricted area and will not dare to step in, let alone touch me."

Yan Nu laughed loudly after hearing this.

But then he said: "But if you can't find that wall, only you and I can step in here. Look, there used to be a country of mountains and seas here with countless buildings. Which wall is it?"

"Hmph, as expected, Zaixuan..." Luo Yan's mecha said, suddenly paused for a moment.

Then he continued: "...the Yuanzhi Tower."

Yan Nu was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I changed the main control consciousness. The me who talked to you before has disappeared." Luo Yan said very calmly.

Yan Nu looked at him: "Except for what happened just now, I see that you move freely and think clearly, and you don't seem to be affected."

Luo Yan replied: "Walking, talking... are all functions of the organ, and of course they will not be affected. In fact, my consciousness is very painful, and my thinking is dying away."

"Every nine breaths, my body will copy and send a thinking body in to replace the one that is about to die."

"There will be a moment of downtime. In addition, even if I am in a withering state, this mechanism still has strong combat power."

Yan Nu suddenly realized: "I see, why did you build such a big and complicated mechanism? Actually, it is just to make it automatically have powerful functions."

"That's right."

Luo Yan was outside, making the mechanism slow, staggering, and fluctuating dimly, all deliberately to show it to the monks, making it seem like his mechanism couldn't do much.

In fact, the influence on the agency people is not that great. This is the nature of the agency. It can even automatically perform some actions without consciousness.

Luo Yan is in the realm of cleverness, with extremely powerful thinking ability and astonishing calculation power. Even if it is withered by 90%, its base is still stronger than ordinary people.

Therefore, although the current combat power of this mechanism is certainly weakened compared to its peak, it is not so weak that it affects operations.

"You said before that you knew where the Wall of Withering was? That would be great. Take me there." Yan Nu said with a smile.

His task is not only to block the characteristics, but also to install them into the Daozang, the wall of symbiosis.

On the one hand, this is a complete seal, and on the other hand, it also makes room for this place.

In conjunction with Luo Yan Nabo's operation of "The Devil's Way will always stay here", even if there are no strange objects in this place, everyone will think that it does.

In this way, it is equivalent to seizing a base area in the core hinterland of the Immortal Sect... Not only does no one dare to step in, but they also have to thank them.

"The Wall of Withering is on the platform of Xuanyuan. The Lushan Immortal Sect moved the wall into the cave and used it to destroy the Kingdom of Xuanyuan." Luo Yan explained.

It turns out that the land of Qiongshan was originally a holy land, where a group of extremely powerful Shanhai people lived, called the 'Kingdom of Xuanyuan'.

The people of the country have the head of a snake and have a long life span. They can also refine the elixir of death. At the same time, they themselves are also the top materials in the cave.

"The country of Xuanyuan is located in the barren mountains, and its dead people are eight hundred years old. In the wilds of the sky, luan birds dance. The people eat phoenix eggs and drink nectar."

"This is the area where Luan birds gather, and it is also rich in longevity nectar. It is a blessed place."

"Their people have human faces and snake bodies, their tails are raised above their heads, and they can command all beasts. They are the most powerful race in the entire Lushan Cave Heaven. In the early years, there were countless people from Shanhai who submitted themselves as vassals."

"So the Xuanyuan clan led countless Shanhai people to resist the monks. The two sides fought for three hundred years. It was not until the Lushan Immortal Sect sent the Withering Wall in ten years ago and threw it directly into their holy land that the country was destroyed."

After hearing this, Yan Nu said in a deep voice: "Damn it, you actually threw the wall of withering directly into the place where people live."

"Such a powerful country was destroyed like this."

He recalled the countless empty tribal villages he saw along the way, and asked: "Apart from this holy land, did the Xuanyuan people in other villages get notified in advance and escape?"

"And the people living in the Holy Land don't want to escape, so there are only corpses scattered here?"

Luo Yan Jijia shook his head and said: "No, the Lushan Immortal Sect suddenly sent out cold arrows to destroy them. How can it give them time to react?"

"All the tribes in Qiongshan are dead. They won't be able to escape in ten breaths of time."

"The reason why you didn't see a lot of corpses along the way is just because... in the past ten years, the Immortal Sect has sent many hunting dogs to collect materials and take away the corpses to make elixirs."

Yan Nu was furious and paused with his gun: "That's how it is! I thought it was the Immortal Sect who reminded them to leave a little chance."

"It turned out that the body was just taken away."

Yan Nu was very angry. He was not a person who simply sympathized with the weak. He also handed over the Zhang family's tribe to Shen Leling for refinement.

But the premise is that the person deserves to die, otherwise even if you hit him with a whip, no matter how weak the person is, he will just smile.

It would be fine if the people of Shanhai were cannibals, but when people were just living their own lives, the monks came in to plunder and kill them, wanting to eat them, which was no different from the Tufa clan.

"The people outside haven't left, have they?"

Yan Nu waved the big ax and said.

He couldn't hold it all in. Along the way, in order to quickly get rid of the Wall of Withering, he didn't pay attention to those people and just got beaten.

They all said they would risk their lives to come to Qiongshan with him, but those people still came, even treating it like a grand event. They didn't know how to write the word "death" at all...

Although Yan Nu doesn’t know either.

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p.s: Sorry.