Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 343 Abandonment

This is not a mechanism to resist plagiarists, it is just a declaration of the four words "not qualified". The man was still kneeling on the ground uncontrollably, and when he was knocked down, another terrifying change was already happening in the hall.

Pei Ye first heard a cold, soft "click" sound, and then countless "clicks". This was a once-in-a-lifetime experience - the sound did not come from a certain point, but from the entire hall behind it.

Qu Zhu managed to hold himself up in pain, turned his head slightly trembling, and his whole body stiffened for a moment.

It moved.

The creation that was clinging to the dome like tree roots, the thing that he thought had been perfectly bypassed, was now slowly turning its body.

For the next ten years, this scene has been imprinted in the man's dreams.

It wasn't the touch of the jade pendant that disturbed it, nor was it that he touched some secret mechanism of the array. Only those who have truly explored this array would be stunned by this scene.

He had clearly bypassed the defensive formation from the lowest level.

This huge creation should definitely not react to his entry!

There's just enough room for one person to get in and out.

Qu Zhu looked up at all this with a pale face. No matter how bravely he advanced on the formation path, he would never understand how an formation could make these billions of tons of metal truly have an almost autonomous consciousness!
The cruel reality dealt a heavier blow to this self-proclaimed genius man - even in the field where you think highly of yourself, you are just a frog in the well.

Qu Zhu's mood was completely furious at this moment. He slammed his fist against the barrier, like a sesame cake slamming into an iron door. The sound of broken bones could be heard every inch, but the barrier was not disturbed at all.

This speed was definitely faster than Qu Zhu's. At the critical moment, the man threw an invisible magic weapon forward. His whole body was suddenly pulled down and was already in front of the door.

Qu Zhu grasped the object in a daze, gritted his teeth and raised his head. The melted door when he came was slowly closing, and the Eight Lives True Qi suddenly burst out, and he flew out from the suppressed shadow. However, the star worm falling violently behind it did not hit the ground. At a distance of less than a foot, it made a smooth turn without losing any speed, approaching behind Qu Zhu.

——How can a person without immortal power inherit the heart of Xiting?
There was a sharp sound of wind above, and the starworm on the dome had lowered its head that was overwhelming everything.

Unless it's really alive.

His hand was firmly frozen a foot away, and the invisible and insurmountable barrier blocked everything from him. The entire temple was high and indifferent, as if showing a cold ridicule to this trespassing mortal.

But at this moment, it seemed that fate had finally given him a small favor - outside the starlight guard, it was not a fairy, but a hazy and deep black bead embedded in the eyes of this storage jade pendant. Feeling the true energy, she ran towards him.

Over the past few thousand years, countless geniuses have shone like meteors in the world, and the Tomb of Burial Stars is here to watch them turn into dust one by one. Why do you think you are the most special one?
With his head already halfway out, Qu Zhu finally woke up at this moment, his heart and lungs clenched suddenly, he gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, staggered to his feet, and rushed toward the pearl on the other side of the jade pendant, but he couldn't get close at all.

The starworm turned its body, its ferocious head protruded from the roof of the palace, and the scene by the lake that night was about to reappear here.

But the next moment, it was as if a huge curtain was built in front of his eyes. The wind blew his long hair and clothes away. Qu Zhu suddenly stopped and the bronze insect body had cut across his back.

His head hit him behind him, and the wind rushed up to his back. Qu Zhu's heart was completely ice-cold for a moment. But at this moment, an old figure suddenly jumped up from the insect body.

Qu Zhu raised his head in astonishment: "Teacher -" A long rope was thrown from the air. Qu Zhu grabbed it with his hand and the next moment his body rose into the air, with the strong wind whistling by his feet.

The long rope rotated, and the man was accurately thrown into the exit. The old man in the air was about to jump down again, but the giant insect was already on his back. When there was no time to escape, the old man turned around, and the bronze touch broke through the flesh and blood to meet him. This scene was like a mosquito facing a toad. Flap your wings. The star bug's momentum stopped for a moment, but the collision still occurred, blood splashed in the air, and the old man's body fell on Qu Zhu, and the two of them rolled away for a long distance.

There was no time to see what was going on. His eyes were covered with blood. Qu Zhu dragged the old man and staggered out of the insect's belly at the last moment.

The door slowly closed behind him.

In the silent corridor, Qu Zhu gasped for air and stared at the insect body with slight trembling. Finally, it stopped coming toward it. After confirming that everything in the tomb hall was fine, it slowly returned to calm.

Only then did he have time to look back at the situation of the people around him, and the shocking blood and bones tightened his heart and lungs. However, the old man was not unconscious. On top of this broken body, the blood-stained face stared at him with cold, absolute rage.

In the thick and oppressive silence, only the smell of blood kept surging into the nose. Even for an eighth-life cultivator, this was a situation on the verge of death.

In more than twenty years of life, this may be the first time the man bit his lip and shed tears. Gritting his teeth, he slowly pulled out the sword from his waist and trembled, and staggered towards the old man.
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The old man's funeral was held half a month later.

Qu Zhuhui, barefoot in gray clothes and with shackles on his hands, completed the burial with yellow mud on his knees and blood on his forehead. After everyone left, he bowed his head and knelt in front of the tomb, while flying embers and scraps of paper floated into the sky.

Qu Zhoufu came over from behind with a cold expression: "Get out."

Qu Zhu did not raise his head and whispered: "Are you going to continue to guard it like this?"

"The ancestral precepts of Hushan Sword Sect have nothing to do with you."

"I've seen it, Zhou Fu." Qu Zhu raised his head, "You don't know how charming they are."

"I'll say it again, it has nothing to do with you and me." Qu Zhoufu looked at him coldly, "The Hushan Sword Sect's thousand-year mission and the responsibilities passed down to me by Master, don't worry about it."

These words ignited something, and Qu Zhu gritted his teeth and said: "Bullshit thousand-year mission! We have paid so much, but in the end we are still feeding the worms! Still nothing has changed! Didn't Master die in vain?!"

Qu Zhoufu punched him in the face, his eyes were the same red: "Master didn't have to fucking die!!"

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It was quiet in front of the tomb, except for the breathing of the two brothers.

"According to Master's orders, I will expel you from Hushan Sword Gate." Qu Zhoufu said hoarsely, "There will never be another person like you in Hushan."

Pei Ye watched the man get up and leave. He was not allowed to take anything with him, so he left Hushan Jianmen in single clothes and shackled hands, and his swaying body disappeared into the darkness of the mountain pass.

He stood at the end of the river and looked forward. For many years to come, this man would no longer be seen in the lakes and mountains. He wanted to move forward again, but he felt overwhelmed again and Pei Ye retreated. out.

(End of this chapter)