God Killer

Everyone looks at Gao Yue's food and drink, but they can't see his secret worries. He has [-] people under his command, and there are only three targets a year, plus three human pillars to show off his prestige. Six people can die every year. This task is really too heavy. Fortunately, the weather here is good, and the climate can't freeze to death all year round. Otherwise, one of these guys who sleep on the streets will all have to go to Mengxiangtai.

Gao Yue weighed the medicine bag, there was not much medicine powder in it, and he had to pay for it himself.Worrying and spending money, in exchange for a superficial appearance, maybe you have to put your own life on it, it's really a fucking human job, let alone, at this time, that household is not a wife and child It was hot on the kang, but he had to give up his wife and children, wandering around on the street, but now he was really reluctant to ask Gao Yue to remove his status as a second-class official, and Gao Yue heaved a long sigh.

"Let's make it a day!"

When the sky was about to dawn, a cultivator came to the gate of the city. Zhou Tianlai was sleeping soundly. Today, he and his men stewed the two loaches in a big pot and made a little wine. They didn't dare to drink too much. After drinking it, he became so sleepy that he struggled to stay up until midnight, and couldn't go on any longer, so he took a nap in the doorway, and fell asleep soundly, only to be woken up by one of his subordinates in a panic.

Hearing that there are immortals coming, Zhou Tian has no thoughts of sleeping. Whether the immortals are from the Earth Sect or other sects, as long as they come to Xuantian Sect, they are ancestors and immortals, and they must not be neglected.

The land gate is no better than the sinister gate. In the case of the sinister gate, foreign cultivators would have to bribe jade coins to enter the gate, but the land gate is not so powerful, so when an immortal comes, the group of guards at the gate will be trembling.

Zhou Tian hurriedly got up from the ground, greeted the people and together with him he removed the door plug, and pushed open the incomparably gorgeous and incomparably heavy gate that only immortals could enter and exit.

The immortal cultivator who came was as thin as a hemp pole all over his body, wearing an extremely spacious Taoist robe, which looked like a clothes drying pole on his body. To the ribs of this immortal cultivator.

Normal people would have died long ago if they were so thin, and only immortals can become so thin and unnutritive.

Zhou Tian hurriedly led all his subordinates to kneel down, respectful.

The immortal didn't even look at them, and flew past their heads.

After 2 full minutes, the fairy had already left without a trace. Only then did Zhou raise his head, heaved a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Zhou Tian stood up tiredly, inside the cave of the city gate, it was fine if the door was not opened, but once the gate was opened, it was like a vent, the cold wind was blowing, Zhou Tian shivered, and hurriedly told his men to close the door.

Squeaking the gate closed, Zhou Tian heaved a sigh of relief and smoked the moon in the sky. It was still early, at least one hour before the city gate was opened, so Zhou Tian waved his hand and told his subordinates to continue Watching the door, he was lying in the hole, ready to sleep again.

Hearing the sound of snoring from inside the gate, the pawn on the gate shouted in a panic: "Hurry up and open the gate, the land god is coming!"

Land fairy?

This time there is no need to shout, just these four words came into the ears, Zhou Tianteng who had just fallen asleep in the doorway sat up suddenly, the land gods are the immortal cultivators of the earth gate, and every immortal cultivator who passes by and enters the city, they must Respectful, but if it is a god of the land gate, it is not enough to be respectful.

Zhou Tian hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and opened the door, and at the same time greeted a Jiling subordinate, and said in a low voice, "Go and tell grandpa."

Watching the door open, Zhou Tian took a look outside, and cried out in his heart, "Oh my god, it's really a land fairy."

Zhou Tian quickly led the crowd to kneel down and touch the ground with their heads, kneeling together.

The Immortal of the Land was stout, with a pocket on his back, walked up to Zhou Tian, ​​and asked, "Is there a cultivator who looks about 20 years old and wears strange clothes entering the city today?"

The land god actually asked a question, Zhou Tian was so humble that he almost stuck his head into the ground, and replied in a trembling voice: "Reporting to the land god, there are 430 seven immortals coming to the city today, eighteen of them There are gods who seem to be around twenty years old, but there are no gods dressed in weird clothes."

The Earth Gate monk frowned slightly, "Is there a guy with slender eyes among those in their 20s?"

Zhou Tian racked his brains to dig out the memory, and then said: "Returning to the gods, there are no gods with special eyes coming."

The immortal from the Land Gate let out a oh, and walked past Zhou Tian. At this time, Zhou Tian started to sway, and knelt respectfully for a full 10 minutes. Only then did Zhou Tian dare to raise his head and glanced at him. In the back street, there is indeed no shadow of the land fairy, and then he let out a sigh of relief, his body almost went limp, the presence of the land fairy is no small matter!He can also say a word or two with the gods, which is simply a glory of the ancestors.

All the guards around looked at Zhou Tian with admiration, and many people who were good at sycophancy even flattered Zhou Tian, ​​making Zhou Tian feel like he was about to ascend to heaven.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and Zhou Tian didn't feel tired at all. Talking to the gods, he felt a great honor and blessing on his body, and Zhou Tian felt that his whole body was full of inexhaustible strength.

The sky gradually brightened, and the streets began to get busy. Those who got up early to go out to work in the city, and those who were doing small business in the city, all started to get busy.

Zheng Xian was sitting in front of a noodle table at this time, with a large bowl of dark brown noodles in front of him.

Noodles are a luxury, at least in the south of the city, especially white noodles. Not only can you afford them, but even if you can afford them, your fourth-class slaves are not allowed to eat white noodles, and only third-class people are allowed to eat white noodles Only the existence above can taste it.

Therefore, the bowl of noodles in front of Zheng Xian cannot be called noodles in the strict sense. The noodles are dried and ground from the roots of a thick-rooted plant called Caidishi.

The base of this dish is not tall, but the roots are very deep and thick, and the starch content in it is very high. After grinding and steaming with special techniques, it becomes the kind of dark noodles in Zheng Xian's bowl.

Zheng Xian has always had a special liking for food, and Zheng Xian is very willing to try new food, so although the appearance of this noodle is not good, Zheng Xian still picks it up with chopsticks and puts it in his mouth. For him, Zheng Xian, this noodle is not unpalatable, but it is not as good as that.

Zheng Xian understood that if he wanted to eat well, he still had to go back to the mortal world. The resources in this world were extremely scarce. Under such circumstances, it would be nice to be able to fill his stomach, so what else would he want to do?

Food is born after resources are abundant, just like people must be warm before they can be beautiful.

Or Zheng Xian went to the place where second-class people and first-class slaves lived, and he might be able to find some delicious food there. In this slum area, he still eats whatever can fill his stomach.

Zheng Xian was disappointed by this noodle, but Zheng Xian ate it all, even drank up the noodle soup. In the mortal world, Zheng Xian would waste food in various ways, but here, the streets are full of hungry people, wasting food It is a sin.

After eating noodles, Zheng Xian continued to walk on the increasingly crowded streets, looking here and there, and rarely talking.

Zheng Xian was walking around, and then saw a familiar figure, or a familiar face.

The reason why Zheng Xian still remembers this person is because this person's face is so easy to remember.

This is a baby face, with heavy nasolabial folds, making this face look like a little old man.

old boy.

The old boy was walking in front, followed by Bean Sprout and several other people. Each of them held a bag of grain in their hands, more or less different.

Zheng Xian immediately followed behind them. Zheng Xian was actually curious about them yesterday, but it was a pity that he couldn't go into the city with them. Naturally, he would not let him go when he ran into Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian remembered that yesterday, this old boy once said that it is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. He is going to take the test and strive to join the Land Sect and become a disciple of the Land Sect. Only by becoming a disciple of the Earth Sect can he be called My parents stay in Xuantian City and don't have to be sent to Mengxiang Terrace.

Zheng Xian was very curious about the test of the Land Gate.

Zheng Xian followed them all the way, and they stopped only when they were close to the east of the city.

There is a large house here, outside the house is full of people of all kinds standing in line, all holding things in their hands, obviously the things held in the hands of Lao Wazi and others are not an exception.

Zheng Xian didn't follow Lao Wazi and the others closely, but found a chair and sat down casually, watching them line up.

At this time, it should be before the hour, and the trial has not yet begun.

Zheng Xian heard Lao Wazi and his party talking at this moment, "Old Wazi, our things are a little less compared to others." Dou Sprout looked around and said.

The old boy also looked around, and sure enough, most of them took a lot of things, and they were indeed relatively few.

The old boy said with some headaches: "Let's go in first and talk about it later. I will never forget your great kindness to me in this life. I will definitely find a chance to repay you."

The mature man snorted and said: "I still have to pay it back. If you know it's a great kindness, you'd better find a way to become a disciple of the Earth Sect. In that case, all of us brothers can be honored by you. "

The old man nodded solemnly.

When the time came, the door slowly opened, and young people entered it one by one.

Zheng Xian could feel the power of life and death contained in that house, which meant that there were immortal cultivators in this house.

As a result, Zheng Xian did not dare to be too careless.

One by one young people entered the room with their things in their arms, and soon came out with a look of frustration on their faces. Each young person basically only needed two or three minutes. Obviously, the method of selecting candidates for the land gate should be very simple, but it is quite Disaster.

Watching the young people go in one by one and come out one by one, and soon arrive at Laowazi, the feeling of rapidity is as if they have already arrived at the station just after getting on the bus, and everything has arrived in a hurry.

Zheng Xian could see that the old boy was quite nervous, and his fingers were trembling slightly, but Zheng Xian quite understood the nervousness, after all, it was not only related to the old boy himself, but also related to the old boy's parents, This old boy can't afford to lose.

The old boy picked up all the food bags and walked towards the house.

Bean Sprout and the others patted Lao Wazi's shoulders one after another.

"Old boy, if you can do it, you will definitely succeed!"

The old boy turned his head and looked gratefully at the people behind him. They handed over their food to him, and their life will be quite difficult in the future!

Then the old boy turned his head sharply and moved forward. He couldn't lose, even if it was the brothers behind him who supported him and took out his family.

He watched the old boy walk into the house.

Bean Sprout couldn't help but sighed and said: "I see Xuan, there are very few outer sect disciples who can withstand the selection into the land sect every year, last year it seems that only one became an outer sect disciple, and the year before last was only two, the number is so Little, can it be the old boy's turn?"

The rest of the people couldn't help but sigh slightly, but now there is only such a way to keep Lao Wazi's parents, it's a pity that Lao Wazi doesn't try it.