Chapter 73 Endless Corridor
"It seems that the only way to leave the blessed land is through that door."

Wu Xian looked around and couldn't help but complain.

"But the visibility here is so low, even if the door is conspicuous, I can't see it."

After putting down the certificate of ordination, Wu Xian took out the Ten Souls Banner.

This time the Ten Soul Banner is complete.

The previous fragmented state was not that the Ten Soul Banner was damaged, but that Wu Xian had divided it into three equal parts. Because it was a fixed equipment, it also became three equal parts along with Wu Xian.

What surprised Wu Xian even more was...

There are seven twisted little men painted on the Ten Soul Banner, which means that there are already seven evil spirits roaming inside the Ten Soul Banner. Wu Xian can release these seven evil spirits at any time and issue an absolute order!
With this thing, Wu Xian is no longer afraid of wandering ghosts, let alone ordinary big ghosts.

Wu Xian continued to look through.

My eyebrows were raised so high that they almost flew up, and there was actually a surprise!
No matter whether it was the name Xu, Wei or Jia, all the props for worshipping gods on them were merged into Wu Xian!
There are six Flying Blade Spells left, giving you 17 chances to cast them.

There are four talismans left, two of which were obtained by Xu Ming, one is the copy method and the other is the diffusion method obtained in the later cycle, the other is Wei Hao's miasma spell, and the other is Jia's...

When Wu Xian saw the last talisman, his brows immediately furrowed.

"What the hell is this?"

"Among the three of me, Jia is the one with the worst brain. How could he choose something like this?"

This last talisman was actually the head regeneration technique. Wu Xian had seen it before in the first blessed land, but he did not choose it as the reward for worshiping the gods.

Wu Xian cursed as he imprinted all ten talismans on his fingers and prepared to explore this long corridor of flesh and blood.

But as soon as he stood up, he felt something was wrong.

"I remember that Wei and Jia also had a magic mirror each. Why do I only have one in my hand?"

Wu Xian took out the magic mirror again.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that this magic mirror was different from the previous one.

It is still a palm-sized bronze mirror, but there is an additional Bagua pattern on the outer circle. The Taoist symbols on it are much clearer and more refined, with a touch of ancient charm than before.

Open the certificate of ordination for your loved one, and there is a new introduction to the magic mirror on it.

Bagua Magic Mirror: A precious magical tool (fusion), it can identify the original form of ghosts and monsters, break the tricks of monsters, exorcise evil spirits, and scare away evil spirits. It consumes spiritual energy each time it takes effect, and once it is used up, it becomes a mundane object.

"Fusion?"

As Wu Xian began to feel doubtful, information flooded into his mind.

Certain magical instruments with complementary abilities can be fused into a new advanced magical instrument if conditions are met.

For example, the precious Bagua Magic Mirror can be obtained from precious statues, or it can be combined from three Bagua mirrors, three magic mirrors, or one magic mirror and one Bagua mirror.

After reading this message.

Wu Xian was overjoyed, he thought the magic mirror was no longer useful, but after the upgrade, the Bagua Magic Mirror also had attack capabilities, so its usability was greatly improved!

He put away all his things and officially began to explore this strange biological passage.

……

This corridor of flesh and blood is very long.

Ridiculously long.

Wu Xian was walking fast at first, then he slowed down, and finally he could only move forward by moving slowly.

All he saw was the same unchanging scenery, and all he smelled was the pungent smell of blood. There was no time, no distance, and Wu Xian didn't even know how far or how long he had walked.

His legs began to swell and ache.

I can only stop and rest for a while.

There was a dark gray coat hanging on the wall where he was resting.

This was the mark Wu Xian had made before. He was clearly walking in one direction, but he had passed by here many times. There was no doubt about it.

This long corridor of flesh and blood should be a huge circle.

Walking along the corridor is just like going around in circles.

Wu Xian tried to use the Flying Blade Spell to open a path on both sides of the corridor, but after using seven Flying Blade Spells, he only dug out a depression that was barely big enough for one person, and the depression had healed when he passed by for the second time.

So it is impossible to leave by destroying the corridor.

But Wu Xian had no other choice.

He was now tired and hungry. There was no water or food here. He would starve to death sooner or later if he stayed where he was. It would be better for him to walk around and look for some possible breakthrough.

but now.

Wu Xian could no longer walk.

Even if he had more props for worshipping gods, he could not solve the current dilemma.

His face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, his stomach was rumbling, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

Hunger, fatigue, and mental depression, multiple negative conditions combined together made him look like he was on the verge of collapse. He looked at the flesh and blood barriers on both sides with a dangerous look.

Can I drink this blood?

Can I eat this meat?
Just when Wu Xian was about to take a dangerous step, he suddenly heard some noise and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Whether it's good or bad.

As long as there is change, there will be a breakthrough. If the situation remains unchanged, his fate will be death from thirst or starvation!
Wu Xian followed the sound.

After walking for a while, we arrived at the other side of the corridor.

There was a long table in the middle of the corridor, on which were placed several large plates, filled with fragrant dishes, braised fish, pig's trotters, pork elbows, roast chicken, hot pot, and several bottles of iced beer...

When Wu Xian saw this, his saliva started to flow.

Are these things prepared for him?

Must be!
There were five young men and women standing next to the dining table, they were enjoying the delicious dishes with great enthusiasm.

The slim woman tore off a piece of pork elbow and stuffed the whole thing into her mouth. The red lipstick mixed with the soft and tender pork with fat and lean parts was swallowed together, and her sexy lips were covered with fragrant grease.

There was also a fat man who finished a whole chicken drumstick in one bite. The crispy chicken cartilage crunched in his mouth. Perhaps he choked a little, so he drank half a bottle of Coke in one gulp and let out a sigh of relief.

The sight, smell, taste, and sound, everything in front of him was stimulating Wu Xian, who was extremely hungry and thirsty.

Wu Xian couldn't help but take a step forward.

Snapped!
Wu Xian slapped himself fiercely, leaving a clear palm print on his face and cracking the corners of his mouth. The pain forced Wu Xian to wake up from his desire.

In this kind of situation, even if you use your toenails to think, you can tell it is a trap!

The evil spirit hiding behind the scenes, trying to take over Wu Xian's body, is waiting for Wu Xian's physical strength to reach its limit, and then uses delicious food to tempt Wu Xian to reveal his flaws!
Seeing Wu Xian stopped.

Several young men and women smiled at each other and waved towards Wu Xian.

"Come and eat. Food is meant to be shared. We can't finish all this food. It would be so much fun if we could enjoy it together."

Wu Xian sneered.

Their invitation further revealed their sinister intentions.

The woman in the front seemed to see Wu Xian's fear.

"Looking at your condition, you'll probably die if you continue to starve for a while. How about this, we won't get close to you, but throw the food to you instead?"

Wu Xian was a little tempted.

(End of this chapter)