I will bury the gods

Chapter 53

The fairy in white stands on the tall building, the snow shadow is slender and graceful, and the rain does not touch her dress.

Her face was covered with a layer of tulle, graceful and cold, her black silk was combed into a simple and elegant bun, and she was fixed behind her head with a light golden jade-encrusted corolla. On the back, the middle of the hair is tied with a red and white hair rope, and a neat bow is tied. The two ends of the tie hang down with the long hair, perpendicular to the waist and hips.

Like the moonlight covering the golden carvings, elegance and nobility portrayed her glamorous face, those cold fairy eyes reflected the Wu family in the heavy rain, as deep as the sea of ​​stars.

"There are tall buildings in such a place?"

The fairy in white whispered to herself.

She came from a noble family, and was born in the destiny of the Chu Kingdom. She has been extremely beautiful since she was a child, and the letters proposing marriage can be built into a high wall, but she seems to be an inborn fairy, and she asked with all her heart. When she was ten years old, she rode a white deer alone. Entering Yunkong Mountain, among the lost peach forests, a woman in white clothes appeared, holding a deer in one hand and her in the other, and walked up the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist.

This white-clothed woman was her later master. She became the third disciple of Xianlou, making countless people envious.

But for some reason, the master who took her to the mountain doesn't seem to like her very much, and has always been indifferent to her all these years.

She felt that she was not good enough.

The senior elder brother and the second senior sister each founded their own sects, and they rarely return to the building. Today, she and Bai Zhu are in charge of the fairy building, but in fact, she is the only one who takes care of the fairy building and Bai Zhu...

It is no small result that the lamp of the real immortal life goes out. She was worried, so she went down the fairy tower of Yunkong Mountain and set foot on this filthy and boundless land. Countless, and finally found here after crossing the mountains and crossing the lake.

A dazed worry flashed across her eyes, and the heavy rain became clear again.

The ascetics in the sacred mountain generally don’t go outside the city walls without permission. Only casual cultivators like to take risks and seek opportunities. If it weren’t for the real immortal soul showing the direction on the astrolabe, she would not be able to find it here. After all, this is just a lakeside There are at least thousands of lakes of this size in the world.

But when she got close to here and saw the evaporated lake, she realized that the matter was not simple - what kind of force evaporated the entire lake?
With doubts, she found the center of the lake filled with white mist, but the center of the lake was extremely clear. The only piece of water was as flat as a mirror, without any ripples. There was a reflection of an ancient courtyard in the mirror-like lake, and the gate of the ancient courtyard was closed Closed, she tried many methods but could not enter.

Is this the sleeping place of some ancient god?

Fairy made a rough guess.

The history of ancient times is too long and long, even in the book of supernatural life written by Shengjun, there are many missing gods that have not been recorded. She doesn't know who is sleeping in the reflection, but a lake evaporated from here Judging by his supernatural powers, it was definitely a monster.

I hope it's not some evil god...

She left from the center of the lake and came to this ancient family where the birds were flying around.

There has just been a fierce battle here, the street in the middle was torn to pieces, all the courtyard walls on both sides collapsed, and the nearby attics were either destroyed or crumbling.

She stared at it for a while, the breath of the dragon corpse, the evil spirit of evil spirits, some nameless, vaguely familiar breaths...they were mixed in the rain, secretly indicating something.

There are too many secrets in this world, and she doesn't think these are so novel.

She just came to cut off cause and effect for the teacher.

Thunder and lightning criss-crossed in the sky, repeatedly, as if to light up the ruined pavilion, so that people could see the tragedy clearly.

She didn't look any more.

The fairy closed her eyes.

The rain lingers on the lapel sleeves like clouds, and the graceful figure and the sword behind the waist form a straight cross.

The slender hand put on the hilt, held it gently, and pulled it horizontally. The famous sword was pulled out from the sheath. The blade was like a pool of clear water, as if it would merge with the rain all over the sky at any time.

She jumped from the tall building.

……

Lin Shouxi hugged Xiaohe and hid behind the tree.

He didn't know who the visitor was, let alone whether she was an enemy or a friend, and what purpose she had, but there was a sense of danger in their hearts.

Xiaohe lay softly in his arms, her snow hair and clothes were soaked, Bai Huang's frenzied marrow had been suppressed, but the injuries on her body would not heal for a while.

"escape."

Just like the dragon corpse appeared from the cliff and mist that day, Xiao He struggled to utter this word.

Whoever comes is the enemy.

Lin Shouxi believed in her judgment.

He leaned his back against the tree, silently retracted Zhan Gong into the sheath, put his arm around Xiao He's shoulders, picked up her knees with the other, hugged the girl in his arms, suppressed the killing intent and breath, and quickly disappeared into the into the night.

Not long after he left, the fairy on the tall building set his eyes on this place.

Her white dress was ethereal, but she moved fast, like a flash of thunder when she jumped down, and she appeared behind the broken log in the blink of an eye.

She looked down at the ground and frowned.

Just now, she clearly saw a corpse here, but the corpse had disappeared, leaving only a rotten eyeball wriggling in the rain.

There was fire on the sword.

She was going to kill this evil eyeball completely, but the sword lit up, as if reminding her of something.

A strange color flashed in the fairy's indifferent eyes.

"Xiantong?"

She remembered a past story that the master once told her - a hundred years ago, there was a disciple with good bones who worshiped the mountain gate, but because he worshiped the evil god when he was young, everyone in the mountain gate alienated him In order to test his xinxing, an uncle asked him to go to a mountain to face the wall and meditate for ten years.

The ten years of meditation made the disciple disheartened. He stole the secret book and defected from the mountain gate.

Uncle Master went to arrest him, but he also felt guilty, and felt that he was also responsible for this matter, so he let him stab himself three swords and let him go.

But afterwards, that disciple was not only ungrateful, but held a grudge. He cheated a junior brother into trusting him and stole a treasure from the treasure house. That junior brother was expelled from the mountain gate because of this, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The theft of an item in the Bao Pavilion is not considered a major event, but because of this matter, the uncle directly missed the opportunity to become the owner of a generation of immortal buildings and sit in the sea of ​​clouds for a hundred years, so this matter has been circulated for a long time, which is a warning.

Coincidentally.

The thing that fell on the ground and squirmed, seemed to be the treasure that was stolen back then—Xian Tong.

Unexpectedly, during this trip, I accidentally saw the treasure of the mountain gate.

According to legend, this is still a precious hidden pupil, but it can penetrate into the secrets of people's hearts, and it is more useful than any means of torture.

It's a pity that this celestial pupil has been disintegrated, becoming countless densely packed small meat balls, and then quickly rotted and lost its spirituality.

Is the corpse lying here just now the disciple of the former mountain gate?
After cultivating Taoism for a hundred years, his level of cultivation is definitely not low. It stands to reason that he has already cultivated to be an immortal in the realm of seeing the gods... Can someone here kill an immortal?
She knew she had to be more careful.

The woman raised her head and looked behind the broken wood.

The thread of cause and effect is there, and she wants to cut off the end of the thread!

In the dark, she suddenly felt that this might be the opportunity for her to become enlightened.

The fairy lightly jumped into the heavy rain and chased along the road.

……

Downstairs of a dilapidated building, Wang Erguan was packing up his belongings and preparing to escape.

A creepy voice sounded behind him.

"help me……"

Wang Erguan turned his head, opened his mouth wide, and screamed out in fright.

I saw a person lying on his stomach under a broken wall. The person was wearing black clothes. The body under the clothes had been sucked dry of flesh and blood, leaving only skin and bones.

Something invisible lifted him up, and barely supported his body. The man in black looked like a mummy raised his head, revealing a skull-like face. The left eye of that face was dripping with blood, and the right eye was simply a hole. A blurry, black hole of blood.

He opened his dry and cracked lips, exhaled cold air, looked forward with almost blind eyes, and said again:

"help me……"

Wang Erguan Heitian saw a ghost, he was already terrified, he watched the ghost crawl towards him, he was stupefied for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Yun... Master Yun?"

The mummy-like man nodded with difficulty.

It's really Yun Zhenren...

Wang Erguan knew that Master Yun and Xiaohe were fighting, but...how could the Immortal Master Yun, who is usually a fairy, become like this?
When he was watching upstairs earlier, didn't Master Yun still have the upper hand?
what's up……

Yun Zhenren didn't expect that he could survive.

At the last moment, he released his inner demons, faked the illusion that they were biting him, and then used the inner demons to move him away and escape quickly...Of course, all this is due to the mysterious fairy who suddenly appeared, if not She attracted attention, and with Lin Shouxi's character, he would surely add hundreds of swords to the corpse, stabbing him directly into a human hornet's nest that couldn't die any more.

"help me!"

Master Yun reluctantly stood up, facing Wang Erguan, his voice was as hoarse as a crow that hadn't drank for a hundred days.

Wang Erguan had a deep fear of Master Yun, he knew that the thin immortal was bigger than him.

He has long been used to obeying Master Yun's words, and after hesitating, he resisted the desire to vomit and helped him up, and carried him to the broken building behind him.

After entering the building, Master Yun didn't speak any more, he closed his lips, as if he was adjusting his breath to heal his wounds.

Wang Erguan sat on the floor of the broken building, looking at the ruins outside, listening to the noise of the rain, his heartbeat could not slow down.

He was obviously about to take advantage of the chaos and flee, but he still got involved in this kind of thing.

Is this the arrangement of fate... Damn fate...

He was irritable and couldn't help but think of many family past events.

The Wang family is a well-known family in Wangye City. They started their family by selling magic swords and elixirs. Later, when the family grew, the old patriarch got carried away with pride and did a lot of evil things. Words show identity.As a result, in an underground casino, he accidentally provoked an ugly, beggar-looking man.

The beggar was actually an expert cultivator of the Pure Gold Realm, and the entire Wang family was almost wiped out by his cultivation.

Many people have mentioned this matter since then.

At that time, the old Patriarch was picked up by the Sanxiu of the Muddy Gold Realm. Sanxiu stared at him with incomparably contemptuous eyes, dipped in his own saliva, wiped off the strokes of the word '王' on the old Patriarch's forehead, and said:
"Today, if I break your foot, you will change your surname to Qian. If I break your hand, you will change your surname to Gong. If I break your head, you will change your surname to Tu..."

Loose cultivators in the mountains and fields are unrestrained, they kill and flee, and hide in deep mountains and old forests, even the evil division can't do anything about it.

In the end, the old Patriarch kept begging for mercy, and barely exchanged his life with the money and pills he had accumulated over the years.

In order to remember this humiliation, he made all the children who could not practice in the future have to have the stroke of "王" in their names. For example, his father's name should have "工".

Wang Ji who died on a rainy night in Guting was his elder brother. Wang Ji was born with the ability to cultivate, which made him jealous for a long time. He was so jealous that when his brother died that night, he felt a distorted pleasure in his heart, and he pretended to cry. In the middle of the night, my mind was full of images of my brother showing off his name.

"December is a year, and March is a season. I am the third child, so I am called Wang Ji. My name is both ordinary and unusual. My father thought about it for several days before choosing it."

"Hahahaha... My name is Wang Ji, not Wang San, Wang Erguan, hehe, Erguan, those who don't know think you are my brother."

"A waste that can't practice for a lifetime..."

"waste."

Wang Erguan...a trash who can't practice for a lifetime...

"I bother!"

Wang Erguan hated it from his heart, he spat, looked at the torrential rain outside, and clenched his fists.

At the same time, he felt happy that his brother died because he was not a virgin, and he knew that his brother had never even had sex with a woman... His brother had a habit of cutting off his sleeves.

And he is still alive and well, not only can practice, but the realm is not low, the muddy gold realm that made the Wang family unattainable in the past, will also be in his pocket in the future!
He wouldn't try to imitate Lin Shouxi's hidden clumsiness, he not only didn't hide, but also flaunted it to the fullest!

He wants to go back to Wang's house and make those who looked down on him kneel and kowtow!To become a real big shot in Wangye City... Wang Erguan thought so, his fat face turned hideous.

Then, intentionally or not, he looked at Master Yun.

Wang Erguan never thought that Master Yun would be so downcast.

But the immortal is an immortal after all, and ordinary people have died eight or nine hundred times before, but he still has a chance to make a comeback.

I, Master Yu Yun, had the grace to save my life. After this matter is over, he will definitely repay me... Wang Erguan thought so.

Suddenly, a picture suddenly flooded into my mind.

That was the scene of Vice President Sun standing in front of Master Yun, imitating the teacher and saying, "You can't escape, I'll wait for you in the nether world"... He suddenly realized that the teacher's second prophecy had come true. He is the white-haired female ghost, the root of the troubles in the Wu family!
So, what about the first prophecy?
The cold wind poured into the broken building, howling in the cracks, Wang Erguan was terrified!

He stared at Master Yun, the scene in his mind could not be lingered no matter what.

I'm waiting for you in Nether...I'm waiting for you in Nether...I'm waiting for you in Nether! !

Vice President Sun's face was distorted and deformed in memory, but the words became more and more stern and sharp. It seemed to be an order, an instruction, telling him what he should do in the dark!
Wang Erguan straightened his back involuntarily.

Master Yun slightly sensed something strange, opened his bloody left pupil and glanced at him.

Wang Erguan stood up and said, "Really, I'll pour water for you."

Master Yun didn't say anything and continued to recuperate.

Wang Erguan poured a glass of water and came over.

Master Yun raised his hand tremblingly, took the water glass, looked at Wang Erguan's white and fat hand, and suddenly felt something was wrong...

"Where's your ring?" Master Yun remembered that Wang Erguan was wearing a firearm-like ring.

Wang Erguan did not answer.

Master Yun felt a little weird, he raised his head, but saw Wang Erguan bared his teeth, with a ring in his teeth.

At the same time that Master Yun raised his head, Wang Erguan poured the water from the water cup onto his face, and the ring hidden in his mouth was destroyed by true energy, and he shot a long flaming arrow, which precisely hit Master Yun's remaining left eye.

The screams resounded through the broken building.

"You... how dare..."

Without waiting for Master Yun's reprimand, Wang Erguan had already plucked up the courage to swing his fist away, directly hitting Master Yun in the face!
Seriously injured and on the verge of death, Master Yun blocked the first two punches, but it was of no avail. Wang Erguan had made up his mind. He concentrated all his true energy on the huge fist, and punched one after another, with great force. .

In a daze, Master Yun saw a green little ghost that he had never seen before, and the little ghost smiled at him.

Curse... It's a curse!
It wasn't until this moment that Master Yun realized belatedly—an evil spirit had cursed him.

He once told Lin Shouxi that the infestation of evil spirits on people is invisible, but he never thought that he would be tricked by himself.

This is a kind of death curse, hidden in the inner demon, it is not easy to detect, and it has no actual power, but it subtly guides Master Yun, making him make the most dangerous choice step by step.

It was too late to repent, Wang Erguan swung his fist without knowing the pain, and the face of Master Yun was completely deformed and rotten, his nose collapsed, his flesh was sunken, his bones were broken, his left eye protruded from his pupil, rolled down, and screamed. It became weaker and weaker, and when the last punch hit, it went straight through his face and hit the wall!
Wang Erguan panted heavily.

Master Yun couldn't die anymore.

He personally sent Master Yun the last ride...

He killed the immortal with his own hands!
As if his heart had been broken, Wang Erguan laughed happily, laughing like crazy.

There are many beautiful theories about the death of the immortal, but he is obviously not one of them. The purpose of cultivating immortals is to fight against the world and fate, but he still failed to escape the established destiny... The mountains that belonged to him collapsed, and he was born in the immortal world. Turned into people, dead people, worthless people.

Master Yun's severed arm hangs down weakly, the blood on the remaining body is dripping dry, and the black Taoist robe looks like a shroud.

Wang Erguan stared at his bloody hands for a long time, he felt sour and wanted to go out and wash off the blood on his hands.

In the sound of rain, footsteps suddenly sounded.

"who is it?!"

Wang Erguan was so emotional at the moment that he almost shouted out his words.

A figure stood at the door, against the light, pitch-black.

Wang Erguan sat on the ground, squinted his eyes for a while, and finally recognized it.

"Why are you here... Come on, I killed Master Yun! I killed him... We don't have to worry about death anymore... Wait! You, what are you going to do?!"

In the broken building, there was a dull sound like a heavy object falling to the ground, and then the ring rolled down, making a crisp sound.

　combine!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)