God Killer

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In addition, let’s talk about the update. After Shashen published 50 words, that is, starting from the first day of next month, daily updates of [-] words will resume. Those of you who have followed Merry should know that Sansheng updated [-] words continuously for more than a year when he updated Merry. I slowed down because of the new book, and I will be over the next month. I can't guarantee that I will get [-] words every day, but I will strive to achieve it!

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Zheng Xian followed Nightingale through the woods.

Nightingale didn't care about the extra tail at all. She regarded Zheng Xian as air and ignored her. She focused all her attention on the ground along the way, as if she was looking for something.

It's not that Zheng Xian didn't ask Nightingale what she was looking for, but it was a shame that Nightingale didn't say a word.

But Zheng Xian didn't care, because Zheng Xian had never heard a single word from this woman.

"Is this strange woman a mute?"

Zheng Xian thought to himself.

With Nightingale exploring the way ahead, Zheng Xian walked quite comfortably, and now he began to have time to adjust his body.

His heart was severely injured by the silver ghost. An ordinary immortal cultivator might not be able to bear it, but Zheng Xian's body recovery speed far exceeds that of ordinary immortal cultivators. His heart was crushed, and he recovered within a few breaths. At this time, there was blood stasis everywhere.

Zheng Xian followed Nightingale at a distance of more than ten meters, and quietly dug open his stomach to empty out the accumulated blood. Although it took a lot of vitality, in this nursery, the vitality Strength is everywhere, and it is very convenient to make up for it. For cultivators, there is no more wonderful place in the world than this nursery.

Zheng Xian followed Nightingale around for half an hour in the dense forest, and finally figured out what Nightingale was looking for.

What she was looking for were marks made of ordinary stones on the ground.

These stones are usually stacked in three or four piles, and wherever the longest one points, Nightingale will go there.

These stones are quite hidden among the bushes, and it is very difficult to find them, not to mention that even if you find them, you may not know what secrets are hidden behind these three or four stones.Because these stones are really ordinary.

Zheng Xian was very curious about who was guiding Nightingale, and Zheng Xian figured it out after a little thought. Except for that old guy named Sweet Potato, it seemed that no one else could do such a thing.

There is another method of communication between Sweet Potato and Nightingale. Obviously, the relationship between Sweet Potato and Nightingale is absolutely extraordinary.

Zheng Xian couldn't help feeling a little angry at this moment, that damn Deputy Director Lin kept saying that they should protect the sweet potatoes, saying that only the sweet potatoes are their own people, since they are their own people, why don't they know the way of these connections?

For the sweet potato old man, Zheng Xian has more doubts at this time.

The Nightingale in front suddenly stopped, squatted down, and rummaged through the grass a few times. Then, walking forward again, Zheng first took a look at the things in the grass. It was like a pyramid built with six stones. Things, if you don't know, it's poop pulled out by some beast.

It was the first time Zheng Xian saw this kind of mark, so he didn't know what kind of meaning it contained.

The nightingale in front seemed to have a clear direction, and the speed was so fast that Zheng Xian had to speed up to catch up, but even though he accelerated, he still felt quite strenuous.

After Nightingale circled a few times, a voice came from the tree: "Here!"

Nightingale and Zheng Xian raised their heads together and saw that on the tree trunk, the old man Sweet Potato's wrinkled face burst into a smile, and his mouth, which was missing several teeth, cracked open, looking rather funny.

Next to the old man was a cold nun with an ugly face, she was chewing on her bib, and she didn't know what she was eating. At this time, the nun had changed into a clean and neat black robe, and there was no dirt on her body. , and the sweet potato old man is simply a world of difference.

On the tree trunk not far away, there was a saury carrying a basket made of vines and a wooden spear that was as long as his height in his hand.

The group of them actually got together here.

Zheng Xian paid attention to the basket on the back of the saury, and after seeing the three corpse fruit in it, he was not very interested. The old sweet potato has been carrying this three corpse fruit, presumably it is useful.

When the sweet potato old man saw Zheng Xian, he was very kind and said with a smile: "Boy, I knew you couldn't die!"

Zheng Xian replied to the sweet potato old man silently with a blank face.For this old guy, Zheng Xian had many doubts, but he couldn't find the thread that helped him get to know this guy.

Daoyu said at this time: "Do you want to wait for the monk, the Taoist priest, and the silver ghost?"

This question was asked by the old man, but Zheng Xian replied: "There is no need to wait any longer."

Swordfish glanced at Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian's words naturally meant that they didn't need to wait any longer.

The old sweet potato also said decisively: "There is no time to wait any longer."

Zheng first glanced at the old man, the old man was clearly waiting for Nightingale here!

When it was Nightingale, it didn't matter if the rest of the people came or not. How could they, who didn't know the private contact information between Old Man Sweet Potato and Nightingale, come here?

The only one who could be found was Nightingale. Of course, those monks and priests could also be found if they knew the code.However, judging from what Deputy Director Lin said before, those monks, priests, and soldiers are not of one mind with them, and there may not be any secret codes between monks, priests and sweet potatoes.

Zheng Xian and his party continued to move forward under the leadership of the sweet potato old man. This time, seeing that the sweet potato old man was about to walk towards the direction of the evil man, Zheng Xian immediately said: "It won't work there, the guy in the green robe standing there."

The sweet potato old man smacked the grass stick in his mouth and said: "There is no way, we have to go from here. There are a total of six venerables guarding this nursery, and the nursery venerable in green robe is called Shi Zun, the weakest one. If we change to another direction and face those more powerful nursery venerables, we will have no hope of going out."

"This time, I was really unlucky. I stepped into the forbidden area of ​​the Immortal Family, the nursery of the Yin Poison Sect. Otherwise, we would have found the Yemei Golden Lotus by now."

the weakest?Zheng Xian was speechless.The weakest ones are all like this, so what do the other nursery masters look like?

"Even if we find the Yemei Golden Lotus, we probably won't be able to enter this nursery again, right?" Saury said. In the eyes of Saury, this nursery is really not a place where you can come in and out whenever you want.

Swordfish doesn't want to be buried here.

Like a silver ghost, he also has a reason to go back. A silly woman once said that if he died, she would die too!

And the passage back to the mortal world is in this nursery, so he is more concerned about this, even if he can't complete the task, he has to go back.

If he can't come back after going out, then he has to consider whether he should choose to go out.

The sweet potato old man shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily the case. This nursery has always been allowed to enter and not allowed to leave, just like a glutton who eats nothing. So no one cares about you if you want to come in, even those who cultivate immortals. Mosquitoes have so little flesh, why is the life force in this world so thin now!"

"Of course, when we come back, this nursery may be gone, so it will be easier to go back."

Zheng Xian, who owns Jingyu and knows that this nursery is actually like a crop field, will be harvested when it is ripe, can understand the words of sweet potatoes at once, but for saury, this sentence is simply too difficult to understand, sweet potatoes The old man didn't explain too much.

"Yin Poison Sect, what kind of sect is it?" Zheng Xian paid more attention to understanding this world than Daoyu cared about how to go back.

There was also a trace of concentration on the nun's cold face. Obviously, the quiet nun was also very interested in Zheng Xian's question.

The sweet potato old man said contemptuously: "Hundreds of years ago, it was just a third-rate sect. When Xianfan was separated, this evil and poisonous sect engulfed a large number of people into this world. With [-] people, it has grown into a behemoth."

Speaking of this, the sweet potato old man looked at Zheng Xian thoughtfully, and then showed a clear smile, as if he had seen through Zheng Xian's desire not to leave this world.

Sweet Potato continued to speak in a way that was designed to help Zheng Xian learn more about this world: "The sky rises and the earth sinks. Before the immortals were separated, the Central Plains Immortals were divided into three schools: Taoism, Buddhism, and Jingjian. The other sects belong to There are low-end miscellaneous families, and many even less-influential evil sects, which belong to the existence of mice, but after entering the fairy world, these three families gradually declined, and were overtaken by those evil sects who looted and devoured souls without any scruples. took the lead.”

"After hundreds of years of development in the Immortal Realm, although the original Taoist, Buddhist, and Jingjian sects are still barely known as first-class sects, they can only hide in their respective residences and dare not go out."

"For example, the little bliss of the Buddhist family huddled in the Foga Mountain, living their own little days. There are 38 Taoist sects, tens of thousands of disciples, and they are confined in the Taiqing Zhengdao Hall in Wuhua Mountain. They dare not step out of the mountain gate."

"Back then, he was jealous of evil, he was known as the world's number one righteous swordsman in the beginning, he broke all spells with a single sword, and his sword energy was the worst. Now he doesn't even have a piece of land, and he is afraid of being hunted by his enemies every day, so he hides in a piece of paper. Wandering around in the fairy artifact called Zhi Da Jiange, living a life that is not as good as a mouse."

"Now it is estimated that there are only 40 to [-] people left in the entire Jingjianmen, and it is only a matter of time before they die. The Jingjianmen is engraved with the words "Hao Ran Pei Ran, Great and Strong, with the feeling of encompassing the universe, Gathering righteousness and qi, gathering qi to become courageous, penetrating metal and stone, and those who fight porpoise fish, also have awe-inspiring spirit!' The stele is estimated to become dust in the time."

"Speaking of which, after a while, maybe I'll have to teach the "Secret Meaning of the Sutra" again, tsk tsk, these guys are a little bit more aggressive, and I don't need to be too busy. Back then, the disciples of the Thirteen Great Sword Immortals of Jianmen came out Jiange, wandering around the world, slaughtering one sect a day, and slaughtering 360 evil sects in 360 days has become a legend, and I am afraid it will never happen again."

"Before the immortality was stripped, it was so legendary. After the immortality was stripped, there was only a puddle of rot! Speaking of which, the current fairyland is a place where evil people run rampant. Those immortal cultivators who still have kindness and compassion in their hearts either died or hid Those who didn’t dare to make a sound when they got up, but really dared to come out and shout about the righteousness of the world, have become dead souls in the earth.”

"Tsk tsk, it's good to be a dead soul. The thirteen sword celestial beings of the sword sect, who once ruled the world, slaughtered countless evil sects and demon sects. It's so beautiful, but there are also enemies everywhere. Ten of them were entered here. After the first world, the evil sect of the evil sect, which grew up constantly devouring the living beings, peeled the skin and refined it into a meat treasure, and it is still suffering endless pain. Such a meat treasure is imprisoned in the Yin poison gate, and it is dragged out to roam the world every prosperous age. People are watching."

"In this fairy world, eating alone can become extremely tyrannical. The comparison is who can eat other immortal cultivators in the fastest and cruelest way, and which immortal cultivator is willing to practice hard? One you eat I and I eat where your immortal cultivators run rampant, it's no wonder that this kind of immortal world doesn't collapse."

Speaking of this, the sweet potato old man obviously lost his interest, and then fell silent. Although he had just mentioned a little about the India Gate, he was not in the mood to speak again.

Hearing this, Zheng Xian felt the lingering lingering rhyme, as if he had really witnessed the appearance of the Thirteen Sword Immortals coming out of the Jiange to kill all the injustices in the world.

The nun was thoughtful, but the saury was relishing it. To him, good and evil didn't matter, but the example of the Thirteen Sword Immortals slaughtering one family in a day still made his blood boil.