Chapter 107 Three Purities
"What about the third one?" Feng Ling asked.

Li Qing did not rush to write "3", but turned his head to look at the three statues enshrined in the Sanqing Hall.

Jade Pure Yuanshi Tianzun.

The Supreme Lord of Pure Purity and Numinous Treasures.

Taiqing Daode Tianzun.

These are the Three Pure Ones, the highest gods in Taoism.

As long as they are within the Taoist system, no gods, demons or monsters are allowed to act rashly in front of the Three Pure Ones.

Li Qing said slowly, "At the end of the Han Dynasty, Taoism emerged, and the Queen Mother of the West was absorbed into the Taoist pantheon and commanded the female fairies of the three realms. Later, as popular storytelling became popular, the image of the Queen Mother of the West became more secularized, and she became the dignified and kind Queen Mother. She changed from an ancient mother goddess who held the power of life and death and was omnipotent to the spouse of the Jade Emperor. Her duties became marriage, marriage, and blessing of children, which is the clay statue you see."

Feng Ling recalled the appearance of the clay doll and laughed sarcastically, "I don't think that guy outside is kind."

"The game system will extract cultural elements to construct the maze, but the process of biological evolution is completely random and will not be exactly the same as the myth. It will only be more in line with the survival instinct of the creatures." Li Qing paused and whispered, "I think it is because kindness is useless for survival, so this 'Queen Mother of the West' only has the characteristics of intimidation and terror."

"Everything is for survival. I like this theory." Feng Ling smiled faintly, and when he looked at the clay doll at the other end of the archway again, his mood seemed to be a little different.

Li Qing wrote a "3" on the ground.

"Following this logic, coercion and plague are both abilities that are beneficial to survival, so they have been preserved. Then the earliest image of the Queen Mother of the West must have appeared," he said.

Feng Ling nodded gently, "Indeed, a leopard tail, tiger teeth, shaggy hair and a crested bird, this form sounds very suitable for survival in the maze. I wonder if there is any pattern in the changes of the three forms. If it changes its form and ability completely at will, it will be very difficult to deal with."

Li Qing fell silent after hearing this.

It's not just tricky, it's extremely difficult. They have suffered heavy losses, with only Feng Ling still retaining the combat capability.

Li Qing looked up at Feng Ling and asked, "How is your injury?"

"Injury?" Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, then realized that Li Qing was asking about the bone blade that was broken.

"I just ate that half fruit, and my recovery speed has become much faster." In order to prove that she was fine, she pulled out the newly grown bone blade.

But the length is only one meter.

Feng Ling: “…………”

Silently putting the bone blade away, she said calmly, "It should be fully grown by tomorrow."

"Don't be too anxious. As long as food and water are guaranteed, I hope you can all get enough rest and face the Lord of the Maze in the best condition." Li Qing said.

Feng Ling found this strange.

However, Li Qing's words and actions, and his stance, always made her confused, and she was almost used to it.

At this time, Pei Xianjue, who was in a coma, uttered a series of mutterings, as if he was in a nightmare.

Her lips opened and closed, cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and she called for dad and mom at the same time, with a very painful expression.

Li Qing said, "Their spirits have been threatened by the Queen Mother of the West, and their bodies have been infected with the plague, which has reduced their immunity. In this situation, it is easy for them to have nightmares."

Feng Ling walked over and tried to wake her up: "Deputy Captain Pei? Deputy Captain Pei?..."

Li Qing reminded her: "If you want to wake someone up from their dream, it's best to use a name that they are familiar with."

Feng Ling thought for a moment and asked Li Qing: "What's her name?"

Feng Ling has no habit of remembering people's names.

"Pei Xianjue." Li Qing said, "She introduced herself when she first met you and asked you to call her Xiaoyu." "You have a good memory." Feng Ling praised.

The corners of Li Qing's eyes twitched slightly, and he thought: It's not that my memory is good, it's that you are not taking it seriously at all?
"Xiaoyu, hey~ Xiaoyu, wake up..." Feng Ling called Pei Xianjue while reaching out to feel the problem on her forehead.

It’s okay, the high fever has subsided and my forehead is cool now.

Pei Xianjue closed his eyes tightly, panting and murmuring: "Dad, believe me... I can do it, I am no worse than anyone else... Dad, I can do it... I can do it..."

Feng Ling was a little curious. Was the aftereffect of mental intimidation so severe? Did it target people's weaknesses?

If I fell asleep now, I wonder what I would dream about?

Feng Ling thought about it, then walked gently to Huangfu Miaomiao, lowered his body and listened to what Huangfu Miaomiao was saying.

Huangfu Miaomiao: "Wuwuwuwu... I don't want to die, I don't want to die... Don't let me kill the hidden Boss, I don't want to die wuwuwuwu..."

Feng Ling: “…………”

Not long after, Baozi also started to react. He gasped with his mouth wide open and mumbled something. Occasionally, he could be heard mumbling words like "hero" and "Liang Zhou".

Perhaps it was the body's immune system's last stubborn resistance. After a while of talking in their sleep, the three people woke up one after another.

Their reactions were surprisingly consistent. After sitting up, they all wiped the sweat off their faces with lingering fear.

It seemed that they all dreamed of their worst fears.

Huangfu Miaomiao sat there in a daze for a long time, her mind was confused. When she came to her senses, she found Feng Ling looking at her meaningfully.

She touched her face and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"It's okay," Feng Ling smiled, "Take out our luggage. We have to stay here overnight. The maze boss is guarding outside and refuses to leave. He's targeting us."

"Ah!" Huangfu Miaomiao shuddered with fright.

She immediately went to the door and, with weak hands and feet, leaned against the door frame to look outside.

The entire clay figurine cannot be seen from this angle, but the abnormality can be seen at a glance from the blood-red mist outside.

"It's really the Maze Boss..." Huangfu Miaomiao's face turned pale, and then she felt something was wrong, and turned back to ask Feng Ling, "How did you recognize it was the Maze Boss?"

"That's what the Taoist priest said." Feng Ling raised his chin towards Li Qing.

Huangfu Miaomiao's face fell and she stared at Li Qing with a gloomy expression - since meeting this administrator, Feng Ling no longer asked her about many things and always went to the maze administrator for answers.

This really irritated her.

Pei Xianjue and Baozi also came to the door. The spiritual pressure of the clay statue seemed to still remain in their bodies. Their first reaction after seeing the red fog was fear. It took them a while to slowly regain their sanity.

Pei Xianjue looked at the fog outside and whispered, "We must find a way to solve the problem of mental pressure, otherwise we won't be able to use our abilities and all our efforts will be in vain."

Feng Ling asked Baozi: "Can you solve it?"

Baozi looked embarrassed, "I can only buy you a few seconds."

"A few seconds is enough." Pei Xianjue said fiercely, "Let's use a grenade to blow up the statue!"

Huangfu Miaomiao widened her eyes after hearing this and thought this was too outrageous!

Feng Ling said: "Good idea, let's do it!"