God Killer

"You two little brothers, I will never cultivate immortality again, even if I am killed, I will not cultivate immortality again. Really, I really don't know that cultivating immortality is breaking the law. I beg you two, please let me go!"

State Administration of Religious Affairs, Sixth Division, Seventh Office.

There are no windows, under fluorescent lights, beside a polished metal table, a middle-aged man in his 40s is howling and begging for mercy.

This man should be the cook of the cheapest small restaurant on the street. He has a fat head, big ears and shiny face. On the thick black oil stains on the chef's uniform, there is an irregular layer of brown and black blood that has dried up. Zhang's fat face was bloody like a gourd, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

The cook had his hands clasped behind his back by a strange metal shackle, and he knelt on the ground with his buttocks half pouting in an extremely difficult posture, just like a prisoner who was about to be beheaded in the execution ground in the past, with a painful expression and scarlet eyes. The fat face that was originally oily, now looks like the fat of a roasted pig, with oily spots constantly oozing out.

The shackles holding the cook's hands backwards are not just as simple as handcuffs. There is also a chain on the handcuffs. It is firmly locked, and from time to time an electric arc flashes through the center of the lock and penetrates into the cook's cervical spine. It is precisely because of this shackle that the cook's posture is so weird, like a man with his head stuck in the ground. Big ass fat dick.

The average person would have died long ago if such a lock was inserted into the flesh and locked the cervical spine, let alone howling and screaming with anger like this cook.

On the other side of the metal table, there were two bored men, who turned a blind eye to the cook's painful wailing, as if they had been used to this scene for a long time.

The one sitting is called Zheng Xian. He looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. His eyes are slightly slender. There is a kind of old-fashioned numbness that should not appear at this age. At the moment, he is holding a cup of steaming scented tea, drinking it slowly and slowly. It seems that the rose-colored tea tastes like wine.In Zheng Xian's old-fashioned words, he has tasted all kinds of bitterness in six years, and he really doesn't want to suffer any more. Drinking tea is better.

The other one is holding a thermos and pouring water into a teacup called Tong Nai. He looks like he is in his early twenties, with a strong body like a bull. The muscles on his dark arms are like iron bumps, and a huge bull's head is tattooed on his wrist. Full of momentum, at first glance, he is the kind of single-minded youth who is rampant and has no scruples.

Amidst the sound of clattering, the hot water was steaming in the teacup. Unlike Zheng Xianzhuan who loves scented tea and throws a piece of rock sugar, Tong Nai likes Kuding, which tastes bitter and sweet. Looking at a handful of black and green After being washed by boiling water, the leaves swirled back and forth in the teacup, stretched quickly, and then turned into emerald green shoots. It is indeed a pleasing thing to watch.

But Tong Nai is an authentic cow chewing peony. He just thinks that such a bitter taste is refreshing enough for a man. He often hooks the tea into his mouth after drinking tea and chews it. I guess he will never be able to taste the bitterness and sweetness. And Zheng Xian's slightly feminine cup of scented tea will always be the object of Tong Nai's ridicule.

Tong Nai's temper has always been bad, and he was probably annoyed by the cook's constant wailing and begging for mercy. He covered the heavy glass that had just been filled with hot water tightly with the lid, turned it upside down, and it didn't leak, and then moved towards the half-baked glass. The cook, who was squatting on the ground begging for mercy and making harsh noises, smashed it hard.

With a crisp sound, the glass smashed against the cook's head, like a flower blooming suddenly, and the scalding hot water was poured down, making the fat head and big eared cook's head and face bulging violently. The billowing steam instantly became a big steamer.

The cook let out a scream, his fat body was already unstable when he was half kneeling, he was thrown more than one meter away by the teacup, and fell heavily on the ground, when he got up, there was a big gash on his head, Under the bloody skin, a pinkish-white skull was exposed, and the hot tea in the glass scalded the cook's head and face with white blood blisters, especially the wound that was smashed out, which was dripping with blood His skin and flesh made a crisp sound, and as he watched it being blanched by the boiling tea, a particularly special smell of meat immediately filled the not-too-large office.

Accompanied by the cook's miserable howl, the aroma echoed endlessly in the confined space.

However, as the cook's wailing gradually became quieter, the bloody gash on his head was slowly healing, and there seemed to be something wriggling back and forth in the huge wound. The streaks of blood are clinging to each other, and the blood bubbles that were scalded by the hot tea are also collapsing little by little, while the scalded flesh slowly turns into a pitch-black hard shell , Peeling off the top of the head like a broken eggshell, watching the cook's fat head like a pig's head gradually return to normal, the original blood gourd-like head seems to have been carefully cleaned at this time, and it is much cleaner.

Tong Nai stepped on the cook's fat face, fiddled with it, and grinned, "Tsk tsk, the vitality of this cook is really weird, and the speed of repairing himself is much faster than that of ordinary cultivators!" Tong Nai said casually, stomped hard and stepped on three teeth, then ignored the cook, opened the cabinet door and rummaged for a new cup.

Zheng Xian, who was holding a cup of scented tea and tasting slowly, was much gentler than Tong Nai, or he was more indifferent. When the cook screamed, the eyeballs in his slightly slender eye slits did not move, as if I'm used to this kind of thing for a long time!

Zheng Xian actually has a relatively simple and honest face. At first glance, it is not much different from the average boy, but if you look into his slightly slender eyes, you can see the seemingly gentle face. Underneath the exterior is a gloomy and numb heart, the gloomy aura inside is like splashing ink, as if living in a dark and dark corner for a lifetime, the whole person is soaked and transparent by the darkness.

Zheng Xian blew away the steam in the swaying cup in front of him, took a sip of the flower tea with sugar and said: "This is not a police station, there is no human rights here, and you are not a person in the legal sense, so I advise you to wait honestly now." If you continue to bark endlessly, I have a thousand ways to make your howling sound as melodious as piano music!"

Hearing this, the cook immediately closed his mouth that was no longer bleeding, and did not dare to utter another sound, staring at Zheng Xian and Tong Nai with innocent and pitiful eyes.The cheeks were bulging, and it was obvious that the teeth that Tong Nai had stepped on just now were growing back.

The office fell silent again, only the sound of Zheng Xian drinking water in small sips while holding a teacup, and the sound of Tong Nai rummaging through the cup. Such sounds reverberated in this completely sealed office without windows, and it was shocking. Feeling oppressed and dull, the air became a little sticky, the cook felt even more out of breath, sweat came out like oil again.

Not long after, there was a rattling sound outside the metal door of the office, which was the unique rhythm of high heels hitting the ground, and then the metal door, which was [-] centimeters thick, slowly opened, and a man dressed in white walked in from behind the door. A wild and enchanting woman emerges from her innocence.

This woman is in her early twenties and is dressed in a typical OL outfit. Although her clothes are slightly conservative, she still can't conceal her 36d proud figure and coquettish charm rippling from her bones. It is the golden zone connecting up and down, and there is a healthy and tough atmosphere in the narrow arc. Any man who sees such an arc can't help but think about a question. If the small waist and the disproportionately fat buttocks If the body is swaying, what kind of **** bone erosion must it be?

Even if such a woman stands there motionless, she has a kind of magic power, luring the man who sees her to rush up and ravage her, making people want to tear her tight white clothes into countless pieces.Especially the pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose gave her a sense of intellectual beauty, which made people feel the urge to smear their children and grandchildren on them after a sprint.

Zheng Xian has always disliked white clothes. As for the reason, Zheng Xian has forgotten, but in short, he just doesn't like it. It's very annoying!After six years of misery, Zheng Xian forgot too many things.

As soon as the woman entered the office, she twitched her small nose slightly, obviously smelling the faint smell of meat, and glanced at the cook whose face was covered with steaming tea leaves, a hint of disgust appeared on her face, and immediately Swinging his waist lightly, he came to Zheng Xian.

Tong Nai was pouring water. From his angle, he happened to see that under the woman's narrow waist, her round and plump buttocks were tightly wrapped by a white one-step skirt, and the gully in the middle was faintly visible. The face came, accidentally, the hot water in the cup overflowed and scalded the feet.

The woman threw a document on Zheng Xian's desk, then turned around and exited the seventh office, her face was tense the whole time, her eyes behind the thin lenses showed contempt and arrogance undisguised, as if disdainful Just like Zheng Xian and Tong Nai.

Tong Nai showed something extraordinary on his face, but he couldn't put away the lustful expression on his face anyway. He stared at the woman's buttocks disappearing, and then wiped the corner of his mouth subconsciously!

Zheng Xian didn't see the contempt at all, he cared more about that document.

Zheng Xian glanced at the cook, put down half of the rose-colored scented tea in his hand, opened the file casually, and said, "See if there is any record of cannibalism in your zhenqi map!"

The Genuine Qi Atlas is to take a certain amount of vitality from the cultivator as a sample, analyze it, and trace back to the source of these vitality. Animals, plants and humans all have vitality, but they are different from each other. From the simplest point of view, the highest quality of human vitality is red, followed by yellow in animals, green in plants, and so on...

Therefore, looking at the color of an immortal cultivator's true qi map, one can basically determine what he has absorbed vitality from.

The buttocks|flaps are gone, Tong Nai remembered the business, and hurriedly hugged the newly brewed Kuding and moved behind Zheng Xian, staring at the document, the whole look was like a gambler waiting to uncover the dice cup, full of anticipation and greedy.

Zheng Xian also seemed a little nervous. Zheng Xian was not interested in the first part of the document. He directly opened the seventh page of the document, glanced at it, and immediately showed a disappointed expression. Immortal cultivators, the true qi map shows that they have been cultivating for more than 738 years, and they have been absorbing the vitality of plants, and there is no human vitality in their true qi, and there are very few animals!"

Hearing this, Tong Nai showed even more disappointment than Zheng Xian, like a gambler who opened the dice cup and saw the banker's all-eating leopard, "You're a fucking knife cook who hasn't even killed anyone?" With his irritable temper, even nine cows could not hold back Tong Nai, so he ruthlessly nestled his foot on the half-squatting cook's chin, and kicked the 200-jin cook over like a carp, as if the cook should It's like being able to kill people.

"A C-level cultivator is still the most useless C-level cultivator who has never killed anyone. It is an unprecedented thing. I have never heard of such a C-level cultivator. It is worthless. All the people who arrived were small shrimps. If this continues, our Seventh Office will be eliminated by other offices sooner or later! The most important thing is, if there is no business, there will be no funds, if there is no funds, there will be no income, and if there is no income, there will be no wife! Director, Don't worry if you are young, I am already 23, and seven or eight mothers-in-law are waiting in line to get a house to get married!" Tong Nai complained full of sorrow.

Zheng Xian is not very old, but he is the director of the seventh office. He can be the director at such a young age because he has the oldest qualifications. The reason why he has the oldest qualifications is that since the year before last, Zheng Since joining the seventh office first, the seventh office seems to have had bad luck. Their strength in this office is not bad, and they can even rank in the top three among the eight offices of the sixth business division, but they are too lucky. Poor, busy catching and grabbing only caught some small shrimps.In two years, not a single immortal cultivator who has eaten people has been caught.

At the same time, in the past two years, there have been four accidents in the seventh office in a row. There were six people in the office at the time, and four of them died successively. In other offices, there is only one Zheng Xian left.The fewer people, the worse the grades. This is simply a vicious circle.

As for Tong Nai, he was filled in after only Zheng Xian was left in the seventh office. In this way, only Zheng Xian had the oldest qualifications in the entire office, so he was naturally the director.

Of course, being able to sit in this position is not only due to senior qualifications. In fact, Zheng Xian did a big "business" as soon as he entered the seventh office two years ago. He arrested a b-level immortal cultivator by himself. At that time, Zheng Xian was a rising star in the Sixth Business Division. I dare not say that the brilliance was dazzling, but he had a bright future in the Sixth Business Division.

The woman in white who sent the zhenqi atlas was named Xia Qing. She was not so indifferent to Zheng Xian at first, and she didn't have the arrogance and contempt that came from the bottom of her heart. Even though Zheng Xian was still very young at that time, Zheng Xian was colder than ice to Xia Qing who liked to wear white clothes at that time, Xia Qing was colder to Zheng Xian Maybe it was the root cause of sitting down at that time. Now Zheng Xian has not shown any special performance for two years. On the contrary, almost all the people in the office have died. From a shining star to a broom star with a long tail, Xia Qing is naturally happy. He didn't even cast a glance at Zheng Xian, wishing he could step on Zheng Xian's face with high heels, all kinds of gestures were revenge.

"You have seven or eight girlfriends at the same time, and you have an affair with your mother-in-law, of course it costs money!" Zheng Xian himself felt a little helpless, and a trace of sadness appeared on his young and mature face.

They have been hurrying up their 'business' lately, trying to get an answer in the year-end assessment, but even though they ran and broke their legs, what they caught was still a trivial person like this cook!People are so unlucky that drinking cold water really makes their teeth stuffy!Having strength but nowhere to display it, this kind of aggrieved is really not humane.

Ignoring Tong Nai's muttering, Zheng Xian glanced at the cook and said, "You have been absorbing the power of vitality from the beginning of cultivation to now, and have destroyed a large number of forests and grasslands in the country. Cut off the Heaven and Earth Bridge, do you want to do it yourself or do you want me to do it?" Zheng Xian's words are equivalent to the final judgment on the cook, such as a C-level immortal cultivator who has never eaten people like a cook, the director of the office can directly control life and death .

The Heaven and Earth Bridge is the most fundamental place for monks to communicate and absorb the vitality of all things in the world. Vitality is the source of all power for monks, just like the battery of a mobile phone. No matter how powerful a mobile phone is, without a battery, it is a waste, and it is not as useful as a brick. .A monk with a strong cultivation base has no vitality, so he may not be able to beat the punks on the street.

Therefore, the first step in cultivating immortality is to build a bridge between heaven and earth. If you don't build a bridge between heaven and earth, you can't be called a monk at all, and you are still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from cultivating immortality.

In the past, the Tiandiqiao was blown into a mystery, but now the technology is advanced. After studying the anatomy, it is confirmed that the Tiandiqiao is located on the monk’s back. The cervical spine is directly connected to the top of the monk's head, and continuously transports the vitality absorbed by the monk into the sea of ​​​​qi in the head.

The most important function of the metal shackle that locks the chef's cervical spine is to temporarily cut off the heaven and earth bridge leading to the sea of ​​​​qi in the cervical spine. It's like electricity, the magic channel method of thousands of miles of sound transmission is nonsense!Otherwise, this cook would not be so easy to bully.

If the Tiandiqiao is cut off, then the cultivation base of the immortal cultivator will be completely abolished, and he will no longer be able to absorb the vitality of the world to strengthen himself. Moreover, Tiandiqiao can only cultivate one piece, and if it is broken, it will no longer be able to grow. If it is continued, it will cut off the road of cultivating immortals and can no longer practice.

To cut off the Heaven and Earth Bridge, one must start from the neck. The cramp usually pulls out the Heaven and Earth Bridge and cuts it off directly. As long as this process is a little rough, it is enough to kill a monk or paralyze him for life, even if it is done by a cautious and skilled person. Operation, the possibility of this monk becoming disabled is fully [-]%, and if the Heaven and Earth Bridge is cut off from the body by the monk with his own supernatural powers, there is only a [-]% chance of becoming disabled, and the sequelae are relatively few.

Therefore, it is a kind of kindness to give the other party the opportunity to cut off the bridge of heaven and earth.Only this kind of herbivorous cultivator who has never eaten people or even animals can get the treatment.This is also the only immortal cultivator who allowed himself to cut off the Tiandi Bridge after Zheng Xian arrived at the seventh office, which shows how rare this kind of vegetarian immortal cultivator is.

As soon as the cook heard that the Tiandi Bridge was going to be cut off, he trembled all over. Once the Tiandi Bridge was broken, his 15 years of penance would be completely in vain. Countless whispers between heaven and earth when there is no one, you can't hear the trickle of your own blood, you can't smell the layer upon layer of graceful and infinite fragrance, and you may become a cripple who can't even support yourself. The ecstasy when leaving the Tiandi Bridge has now become a mouth full of bitterness.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. After seeing what ordinary people can't see, and having what ordinary people can't have, it's unbearable for anyone to suddenly hand over everything.

The cook hurriedly begged in panic: "No, no, you just said that I have never absorbed the vitality of people, I am innocent! I have been a good person all my life, and Chen Dahui's family suffered a disaster a while ago. I also borrowed 1000 yuan from him. Everyone who knows me knows that I am a good person and never argue with others. I swear that I will never want to be a fairy again. I have a five-year-old daughter at home..."

Zheng Xian sighed, but without the slightest regret, interrupted the cook, and said: "No way, since you are a cultivator, cutting off the Heaven and Earth Bridge is the lightest punishment. If there are human vital components in it, then now you are a corpse waiting to be burnt into ashes!"

The cook looked into Zheng Xian's eyes and knew that he had no choice at all, and a ray of hatred burst out of his desperate eyes.

At this moment, the bluetooth earphones on the ears of Zheng Xian and Tong Nai rang together. Tong Nai and Zheng Xian touched the earphones, and there was a sound from inside. When they heard it, they were refreshed immediately, with joyful expressions on their faces. look.

Zheng Xian and Tong Nai stood up almost at the same time, and Tong Nai couldn't care less about taking a sip of the undrinked Kuding, and shouted excitedly: "New business, and it's still a big business!"

The two turned their heads and walked towards the door of the office, completely ignoring the crouching cook with a distorted and desperate face. The door of this office is made of [-] cm thick steel plates. It is both an office and a prison. As long as the door is closed, A C-level cultivator who has sealed the Tiandi Bridge cannot escape at all!

At this moment, the cook's plump and honest face showed an extremely sinister expression, and a murderous and desperate cold light burst out from his eyes.

Zheng Xian, who was walking in front, suddenly heard the sound of bones breaking and flesh tearing from behind. The sound was not loud, but it was heart-stopping.

Zheng Xian turned his head quickly, and saw that the cook had jumped up from the ground, his hands were still locked behind his back, but his arm had been completely torn and broken from the elbow, which allowed him to straighten up and even jump up.

The blood-red eyes and ferocious face of the cook, like a trapped beast in despair, opened its mouth wide and threw itself at Tong Nai, who had smashed his head badly.The cook undoubtedly hated Tong Nai very much.

Tong Nai was holding the bluetooth headset on his ear with excitement, listening carefully to the information conveyed in it, but he was completely unprepared.

Zheng Xian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he kicked Tong Nai with a whip kick. Everyone who can enter the Sixth Business Division is not a small character. Zheng Xian kicked it out. He heard a voice behind him, but his eyes were fine. Seeing Zheng Xian throwing a whip kick, he quickly put up his arms to defend. With a loud bang, Tong Nai was directly kicked out by Zheng Xian's whip kick.

But the extremely annoyed cook didn't hit Tong Nai, and by virtue of momentum, he twisted his fat body and threw himself on Zheng Xian's body. He opened his mouth and bit hard on Zheng Xian's neck. Zheng Xian felt as if there was a Electricity spewed out from the mouth of this chubby chef, drilled into his body along his neck, and drilled into his spine, making him numb from the electricity...