Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 109 Five Fire Village (Seventeen)
At this time, the village on the mountain seemed to have become dilapidated overnight. At this time, the "Wuhuo Village" on the mountain looked roughly similar to the buildings below the mountain, but there was a difference of at least 20 years.

The houses here look dilapidated as a whole. Some houses don’t even have a tile on them, and some houses are almost evacuated. Not to mention tiles, they don’t even have a complete wall.

The resentful souls shrouded the Wuhuo Village at the foot of the mountain like a dark cloud, but the "Five Fire Village" on the mountain seemed extremely quiet. It seemed that these resentful spirits had no interest in the "Five Fire Village" on the mountain, or maybe there was something on the mountain. Something made these resentful spirits, mostly in red, not dare to approach.

Xu Qing took out a concealment talisman from the inch pouch, and stuck it on his cassock.

She is not a talisman cultivator, and she is not proficient in talisman, so compared with Qingxi's concealed talisman, the effect of this concealed talisman can be said to be more than a star and a half, but at this time the situation is urgent, Xu Qing can only bear it. The effect of the concealment talisman was not very good, so I bravely walked into the 'Village of Five Fires' on the mountain.

She followed the main road in the village to find the altar in the "Wuhuo Village" on the mountain. The closer she got, the more she felt that there was a person standing in front of the altar. When she was only one mile away from the altar, Finally, he saw clearly the person standing by the altar.

"It really is him."

With the appearance of this man, it seemed that all the neglected and messy clues came together in one place to arrive at this one answer.

It was him, and it should be him.

The man stood by the altar, raised his head, and looked at the altar obsessively, as if he was not looking at a chaotic pile of stones, but a lover who had been away for a long time.

"Xiangnu is here to visit, so I'm sorry to welcome you."

Suddenly, the man seemed to sense Xu Qing's approach, straightened the crown on his head, turned around and bowed in Xu Qing's direction: "Don't blame the Fairy."

Xu Qing silently looked at the scholar in front of him, and said for a long time, "What exactly do you want to do?"

She did not show the slightest surprise at the sudden appearance of the scholar, as if she had guessed that the mastermind behind the scenes was the scholar.

First of all, as soon as their group entered the village, they were told by the village chief to find the map that Xiucai was going up the mountain. This proves that Xiucai has been to the mountain, and more than once. When I was young, I went up the mountain to cut firewood, but there were no calluses on my hands, which proved that this scholar did not go up the mountain to cut firewood.

It was also at this time that the children in the school asked how old they were.

When they are children, people generally have no concept of lifespan, and their perception of birth, old age, sickness and death is vague, and they even have a sense of eternity when they are young. Those who ask them about the age of monks can be old people who are octogenarians, patients who are lingering in bed, or young people. It can be a mature man, but it should not be a child who is only five or six years old.

The most important point is what Qingxi said. When Ji Mingzhao asked Xiaolong, Xiaolong once said that village chiefs, scholars and high-ranking officials made alchemy together to achieve longevity.

All kinds of doubts point to an answer, and the scholar is absolutely inseparable from the altar here.

"Do you want to hear me talk about the cause and effect?" Xiucai smiled, and the nonsense in his mouth was just to disturb the speed of Xu Qing's hands, but the movements of his hands were very neat. With a wave of his hand, thousands of poisonous bees appeared behind him. He rushed towards Xu Qing suddenly.

In any case, this is a critical moment for the altar, and 'he' will never allow any mistakes at this time.

"I don't want to hear it!"

But Xu Qing was not fooled. It can be said that at her age, there are not many people who can still be fooled.

She is a wood spirit root dharma cultivator, and her natal magic weapon is a branch of a hibiscus tree. It is said that the crown of this tree supports the heavens, and the bottom of the foot is deeply planted with yellow springs.

After Buzhou Mountain fell, the Fusang tree also broke along with Buzhou Mountain. The branch in Xu Qing's hand is one of the few branches that still retains a trace of the Fusang tree's breath.

Xu Qing inserted the branch of the hibiscus tree into the ground, and within a few breaths, the branch transformed into a big tree. Although the size was not half of the size of the hibiscus tree back then, it was still upright and magnificent.

The branches of the hibiscus tree swayed slightly, and at this time, countless mosquito-eating plants suddenly sprouted on the ground, surrounding the group of poisonous insects.

"Where did you get this hibiscus branch?" Xiucai saw Xu Qing's hibiscus branch, and an uncontrollable longing appeared in his eyes, "Give me this hibiscus branch, and I will save your life, okay?"

"Who do you think you are!" Xu Qing lived four hundred years younger and had never been humiliated like this before. She was so angry that her seven orifices were filled with anger. When her spiritual power moved, hundreds of seeds flew out of her pocket in an instant, and these seeds fell into the ground. It germinates, grows when it hits the ground, and grows into a forest of vines in just a few breaths, "My old lady will kill your dog today!"

As soon as the vines that covered the sky and the sun came out, half of the aura in Xu Qing's body was taken away almost instantly. She manipulated the vines to wrap the scholar inside. There were thorns on the vines, and each thorn contained venom. The vines gradually tightened on Xiucai's body, and the sharp poisonous thorns pierced Xiucai's body.

I don't know if the cultivation base of a scholar is insufficient talent or too much evil. Over the years, he has not improved at all, and has remained at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm without any growth. Xu Qing's cultivation base is in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, and he wants to beat a scholar , Xiucai has almost no chance of winning.

But he didn't give up. He summoned thousands of spirit snakes again. The spirit snakes are emerald green all over and have a triangular head. They are extremely poisonous at first glance. Just one bite can kill people in an instant.

But after all, a scholar only has a foundation-building cultivation base, and as soon as the spirit snake appeared, it wiped out all the cultivation bases in his body, and the duel between the spirit snake and the vines that covered the sky and the sun quickly came to an end. downwind.

"...Don't you want the souls of those hundreds of people in the altar?" The scholar couldn't break free, so he could only threaten Xu Qing with the lives of hundreds of people in the altar. Aren't you afraid that the demons born in your heart won't be able to pass through the Bright Stone at the entrance of Fu Mo Sect!"

Xu Qing hesitated for a moment, she glanced at the altar out of the corner of her eye, and finally calmed down: "I, Xu Qing, have a clear conscience!"

Xu Qing's heart is firm, she only has a moment of hesitation, but this moment of hesitation is enough for a scholar, he does not practice the righteous way, and the spiritual energy and poisonous energy are intertwined in his body, which also makes him immune to poisonous erosion all the time, But this poison is destroying his body all the time, but this poison is also his life-saving talisman at critical moments.

As Xu Qing's vines became deeper and deeper, the poison deeply planted in his body entered Xu Qing's body along the vines. The poison was very secretive, and Xu Qing didn't notice it at first. The poison had entered her body along the vines.

This is a speed of life and death, Xu Qing's vine is like a giant python, and it is a poisonous giant python. Every time Xiucai breathes, the giant python is gradually tightening. Xiucai clearly feels that his consciousness is gradually blurring, as if the two The ear can hear the crackling and popping sound when the bones in the body break.

But Xiucai survived the last alliance of countless sects, so naturally he has a life-saving talisman, otherwise he would not be able to survive now.

"What..." Xu Qing gradually felt that her head became dizzy, her hands and feet gradually lost control, her vision became more and more blurred, almost in a few breaths, Xu Qing felt that Xiucai broke free from her encirclement, she Subconsciously stretched out his hand towards the scholar.

Xiucai changed his previous politeness, the corner of his mouth was almost grinning towards his ear, there was no trace of emotion mixed in that smile, only coldness and numbness could be seen from it, he seemed to feel no pain, kicked Xu Qing's rib: "Have you ever said that if you hand over the hibiscus branch, I will save your life, but you are really heartless, you don't even care about these hundreds of souls, there is no kindness like you, You deserve to die here!"

At this moment, Xu Qing's ears could hardly hear the sound, but her sense of touch was still there, and she was not completely dead yet: "You wait...my old lady...my old lady will die with you...today..."

After finishing speaking, Xu Qing clenched his fists with both hands, and the hibiscus tree transformed from the hibiscus branches still inserted on the ground shook violently, and then exploded in mid-air like fireworks.

After the talisman self-destructed, Xu Qing smiled, and soon lay on the ground without breathing.

"You!" Xiucai covered his head with his hands, mobilized the aura of his body to set a restriction in front of him, and then opened his natal magic weapon, the cloudy sky cover, which can resist the full blow of the mighty power of the tribulation period , Dealing with the self-destruction of the natal magic weapon is of course not a problem, this time the self-destruction is too close to the altar, the scholar hesitated, and finally chose himself between the altar and himself.

But the shock he expected didn't come, and Xu Qing also used his long-used trick on him at the last moment, using words to attack everything. Her goal was the altar, and she was nothing but defrauding the scholar.

Xiucai endured the pain in his body, and walked towards the altar in a panic, but the altar was unscathed under the power of Xu Qing's self-destructive magic weapon, but the color of the human leather talisman on it was dimmed Many, even dozens of human leather talismans fell on the ground. Obviously, the souls in them were torn apart by such power as early as this self-destruction.

"It's a pity that death is in vain, but it's not a loss to bring a few people to support you," Xiucai smiled again, as if the previous worries were just hallucinations, "It's just that your soul was also sucked into this altar , It's a pity, it's a pity, I can't see how your soul reacts..."

The scholar hummed a ditty he heard from the flower... willow... ground, squatted down, and took out the elixir she brought from the body left behind by Xu Qing , raised his head, and poured a bottle of elixir into his mouth: "Do you want to die? You deserve it."

　Guess it's a scholar?
　　The plot about the hibiscus tree in this chapter is fictional for Douzi, please don’t take it seriously, thank you!

　　small theater:
　　A: Come back to life!my sweetheart!

　　Another: Thanks to the rice cooker phone fee master for the reward, thank you very much!

　　Today may not be enough, beans will be added tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)