Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 152 - 105: Three Realms Village! This Person Has Yin Energy! (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 152: Chapter 105: Three Realms Village! This Person Has Yin Energy! (Please Subscribe)_2

He was truly traveling day and night! 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

After several sunrises and sunsets, Fan Wu and his companions, three people and one ox, had already covered half the distance.

It must be said.

The healing ointment from Hanling Temple seemed to be quite effective, and Monk Zhi Kong’s injuries were already mostly healed. However, there were still a few bones with faint fractures in his body, forcing him to rely on crutches for a while.

Monk Zhi Kong’s endurance was also remarkably resilient; he hadn’t cried out in pain or complained of fatigue throughout the journey.

Perhaps he truly took these days of hardship as a form of cultivation sent by Buddha.

Although Yun Jiuqing looked utterly exhausted,

if asked to keep moving, she would grit her teeth and have no issues continuing the journey.

After all, she was a cultivator.

Her physical fitness was certainly not bad.

On this particular day,

Yun Jiuqing was walking at the front of the group. For some reason, she felt that leading the ox was the only interesting thing to do on the road, so she took on the "serious responsibility" of guiding it.

"Huh?"

Yun Jiuqing, while leading Old Blue Ox and yawning, seemed to notice something stirring ahead. She looked intently in that direction, her eyes lighting up.

Yun Jiuqing immediately said, "Daoist Priest Fan, there seems to be a village ahead! This time, it’s really a village!"

There was indeed a village in front of them.

The scale of the village seemed quite large.

As far as the eye could see, there were houses and patches of fertile farmland. One could also see some cattle, sheep, horses, donkeys, chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs.

Compared to Shuize County, this unnamed village seemed much more lively. It could only be said that Shuize County had been so troubled by followers of the Witch Immortal that it was worse off than even a large village.

"Amitabha Buddha," said Monk Zhi Kong. "Just in time, the water in our water bag is almost gone, and the dry food we brought is nearly depleted. We can resupply in this village."

The three people and one ox continued for a while.

And then they arrived at the entrance of the village.

"Three Realms Village?" Yun Jiuqing saw a stone stele standing at the entrance of the village and curiously muttered the characters carved on it: "In the year 1125 of Great Zhou, this place suffered from an invasion of Demons and Devils. The people of Great Zhou all became fodder for the Demons and Devils."

"By chance, a Daoist Priest named ’Sanjie’ was passing by this land. Unwilling to see the Demons and Devils continue their evil deeds, Daoist Sanjie set up an altar and formation, fighting and contesting with spells against the Demons and Devils for three days and three nights."

"In the end, the Demons and Devils were sealed beneath the ground by Daoist Sanjie. The surviving people banded together and established a village, naming it after Daoist Sanjie."

"Hence the name—Three Realms Village."

Yun Jiuqing exclaimed in surprise, "A small village with such a formidable history? So, this village... isn’t small at all then."

"Daoist Sanjie, Three Realms... Would any Taoist Priest dare to use this moniker?"

Yun Jiuqing always felt that the content on the stele was fabricated.

Which Taoist Priest would choose such a title?

Wasn’t this presumptuous?

"What Three Realms Daoist?" A commanding voice, filled with curiosity, came as a robust, sun-tanned farmer approached from nearby.

"This is indeed Three Realms Village, but I have never heard of any Three Realms Daoist Priest... Huh?" The farmer suddenly noticed the densely inscribed characters on the village stele.

Instantly his face darkened and he cursed, "Which little bastard has been recklessly carving on the village stele again?"

"This is already the fourth stele we’ve replaced this year!!"

It was evident that his blood pressure was soaring.

"May I ask if you are a villager of the Three Realms Village?" Monk Zhi Kong politely inquired.

"Uh-huh, I’m from Three Realms Village." The farmer glanced at Monk Zhi Kong, a flicker of astonishment crossing his eyes, as though he hadn’t expected a monk to visit this place.

Then, his gaze uncontrollably shifted to Fan Wu nearby.

He gasped in shock!

The farmer’s expression was one of utter amazement as he murmured in astonishment, "Good heavens, eating ten-odd kilos of rice a day couldn’t make someone grow so tall or so robust, right?"

And then, he looked towards Old Blue Ox: "Hiss, even an ox is stronger than other oxen!"

He found the group he was looking at very peculiar.

A burly Taoist Priest.

A crippled Monk.

An individual... who looked like a woman at a glance, dressed in garments that seemed to be quite affluent.

Ah!

And an ox!

"You must be just passing through Three Realms Village, right?"

After finally suppressing the shock and curiosity in his heart, the kind-hearted farmer spoke up to offer a warning, "When you pass through the village, it’s better not to get close to the eastern side."

He paused, then explained, "The son of the Village Chief living on the east side of Three Realms Village had an accident not long ago. According to the Mage who was invited, only one of his Seven Souls remained while his Three Spirits were almost gone; the man is half dead, half alive."

"Essentially, he’s as good as dead, can’t speak, can’t move. The Mage said it won’t be long before he completely passes away. The Village Chief feels his son will be lonely and solitary in the afterlife."

"And what do you think? That guy actually bought a woman from outside to matchmake for his half-dead son."

"That woman was resolute. At the time, the Village Chief’s family was still arranging the marriage, but she hanged herself then and there. Damn it, passing by that place the day before yesterday, I kept feeling there was a woman crying, scared me half to death!"

This farmer didn’t mince his words, talking openly about the scandal in the village.