God Killer

Zheng Xian led hundreds of disciples of Dragon and Tiger Pill into Kunyue City along the road. At this time, the sky was already dark and the lights were just on. Thousand lights.

The lights of vehicles on the wide road are like running water, and the colorful neon lights on both sides of the street are shining like aurora. The towering buildings may not surprise the monks of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Gate, but they are in the clear sky at night. Next, the thousands of lights that were lit together, and even the flame pillar (TV tower) that was about to burn into the clouds in the sky really shocked them, and they all opened their mouths wide.

The supernatural power can build a skyscraper, or cross a wide road, but the innumerable thousands of lights, the supernatural power can't do it.

It turns out that the night can also be like this.

Including Jingshui, the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect were all taken aback for a while, Jingshui became a little uneasy, and asked in a low voice in Zheng Xian's ear: "This city is the territory of that sect, and what else is there?" Such a spell is so powerful." Clearly, Qingshui is still thinking about mortal affairs with the thinking of the fairy world.

Zheng Xian curled his lips. In fact, the lights are really not a big deal. Zheng Xian really wanted to take them to the subway in Kyoto to see the crowded crowds, so they would definitely be shocked.

Zheng Xiandao: "The former owner of this city is called the people, and he has many servants, called the party!"

"The people and the party? This sounds like a legend!" Qing Shui frowned and wrote it down seriously.

Zheng Xian looked at Qing Shui's serious expression and couldn't help smiling. He didn't bother to explain, anyway, they didn't stay long in Zheng Xian's plan, and Zheng Xian didn't plan to let them get in touch with the city too much.

Jing Shui asked again in a low voice, can I get out of the hidden scroll now?

Zheng Xian glanced at the group of Taoist priests. Among other things, the Taoist robes alone were too eye-catching.

And the buns they put on the top of their heads are even more weird.

The appearance of these guys is really eye-catching. Maybe it’s nothing to hide under the scroll all the time. If something goes wrong, they will write the words “I’m not normal” on their faces.

Zheng touched his chin first, and glanced at the closed shopping mall not far away.

That night, a shopping mall in Kunyue City was ransacked, and all the video recording facilities were destroyed without leaving any clues.

At the same time, four cash machines in a nearby bank were also smashed, and the banknotes inside disappeared.

The eastern part of Kunyue City belongs to the old city, and the demolition here is the most difficult, so many old buildings from the 80s have been preserved. The houses are relatively old, so the rent is relatively low, and this place has become a paradise for migrant workers.

The buildings in the 80s didn’t have much planning. Basically, a building was erected when there was an open space, not to mention the distance between buildings. There were a lot of dense piles, and some buildings were even close to each other. built.

Originally, this was a family building of a state-owned enterprise. Later, the state-owned enterprise was transformed, and after selling and peeling a few layers of skin to fatten a group of people, it disappeared completely. This house is the last testimony of the existence of that state-owned enterprise.

The locals no longer live here. The residents here are basically migrant workers with a mixed composition. A dozen outsiders wandering here will not make people suspicious at all.Because as far as the eye could see, they were all strangers.

Zheng Xian and the others were lurking in a room of more than 100 square meters in this building.

There are more than 100 people crowded into a house with a building area of ​​more than 100 square meters, and each person does not even have a square meter of space. In addition, the layout of the old house is not good and the environment is extremely poor, so it is even more crowded.

Anyone who has seen canned sardines can understand what kind of state they are in.

This is just a temporary transitional residence, and it really takes time for Zheng Xian, a foreigner, to find a more spacious and more suitable house.

At this time, more than 100 Taoist priests from Dragon and Tiger Danmen changed into a lot of Adidas and Nike sportswear, half-sleeved shorts, disheveled hair, and crowded the whole house.

If someone rushed into this room rashly, they might be scared to death.

A little Taoist priest was holding a pair of scissors and was cutting their hair one by one. Naturally, his skills were not high, but it was okay. After all, the migrant workers outside had similar hairstyles, and some hairstyles looked quite avant-garde.

The Taoist priests who had their hair cut sat in front of an old 26-inch TV one by one, with their mouths widened, watching the pictures on the TV.

Unlike ordinary people who like to watch TV dramas, they are extremely looking forward to the commercials. The beauties in the commercials amaze them all.

You must know that the number of female cultivators in the Dragon and Tiger Pill Gate is very small, and the quality is really not high. Usually, if these Taoist priests want to see women, they have to go down the mountain and enter the city. How many beautiful women can be produced in a place with a barren environment?Basically, most of them are dark and thin, with big hands and feet, and they have no aesthetic feeling at all.

A few wealthy girls are well maintained, but in the fairy world, it is still the same old way. Women with a little bit of status are not allowed to go out casually. Even if they go out, they are in carriages and sedan chairs, tightly covered, so that outsiders cannot see them.

Where have these disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect seen a fairy-like picture that has been rendered by various lights and repaired by various skin beautification software?

Especially the women in the advertisements are so amazing that they are all so drooling that they don't even know it. Zheng Xian originally thought that there was a hole in their heads and their IQs were not perfect. Looking at them now, they can almost 100. % sure they are a group of mentally retarded!

Li Yuesu and the few female cultivators of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect were standing in the corner with rather ugly faces at this moment, fanning the wind desperately with their fans.

Jing Shui also stared at the TV screen non-stop, just like those Taoist priests of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy School, the eyes of the beautiful women shone with light, which made Zheng Xian feel a little strange and inexplicable.

Seeing the advertisement of Fan Bingbing, the favorite of the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Alchemy, appear, these guys leaned forward one by one as if they were watching an American blockbuster, their eyes widened for fear of missing any details.

With a beep, the TV picture disappeared, and at this critical moment, the power was cut off.

In this kind of old building, power outages and water outages should be a very normal thing, and it is not normal to always have electricity.

Seeing that the TV was gone, all the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect seemed to have been sucked out of their souls. In fact, his knowledge of the principles of television is really limited. He has only attended elementary school and has not yet graduated, how much can he explain?Even if you go to university, you may not be able to explain everything clearly.

The disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Pill School were full of resentment, Zheng Xian's thoughts got into the space orb, and the old man was guarding a pill furnace, fanning the fire to make pills.

This old Taoist wants to help Zheng Xian make alchemy to prolong the time for Zheng Xian's gold and water to reconcile. For the old Taoist, this is also a challenge. The effect is reversed.

Zheng Xian didn't know anything about alchemy and had no interest in learning. Knowing that it would take at least three days to make alchemy, Zheng Xian withdrew from Space Orb.

As far as Zheng Xian is concerned, he is not completely desperate for his own path of cultivating immortals, but as far as he is concerned, he really cannot find a solution to the many problems caused by the combination of gold essence and jade liquid caused by the unstable foundation. After that, Mother Bang had no choice but to tell Zheng Xian repeatedly, including the knowledge of Hunyuan Jidao's supernatural powers lurking in his mind, that he took a trick on the crucial first step of his journey to immortality, and there was nothing wrong with it. The method can be resolved.

Although Zheng Xian did not give up hope, he could only take one step at a time. No one in the entire fairy world could help Zheng Xian except for the Dao Miao Dan. It is a pity that the Dao Miao Dan needs to be made of stele crystals, which is equivalent to using the realm of casting steles. Thousands of years of Taoism can make up for Zheng Xian's step. Not to mention how difficult it is to find the existence of the realm of casting steles, even if he finds it, the existence of the realm of casting steles will not move at all. Let Zheng Xian do whatever he wants. Dig a stele crystal on him.

This hope, on the contrary, makes one feel hopeless.

Zheng first returned to the main body. At this time, Qingshui was standing in front of the window. The window was covered by thick curtains, but there was an opening for ventilation. There are so many people crowded together, if the window is not opened, it may be directly stuffy. die.

Qingshui looked out along this small hole like a crack in a cave.

At this time, the morning sun was born. At this time, it was the busiest time in this paradise for migrant workers. Everyone got up and got ready to go to work. Downstairs was a street of snacks, where all kinds of breakfast gathered, pancakes, fritters, bean-wrapped fruits, buns and noodles. , although it is dirty and messy, it looks quite lively.

Immortal cultivators like Jingshui can see through the minds of most people, not some clever mind-reading skills, just look at the subtle changes in the expressions of these people, and then look at the aura emanating from these people, basically you can Knowing whether these people are sick or sad, these are invisible to ordinary people, but in the eyes of immortal cultivators, they are as clear as seeing fire.

Jing Shui looked at these tired-looking people who woke up early. Few of these people were happy, and most of them had stiff expressions. Although the people in the village can't eat so much food, they don't have so many worries and have less sex, so they can be more happy. There are too many people downstairs, which crowds out the space for happiness. His face was stiff.

Jing Shui asked: "These poor people are the servants of this city, those party members, right?"

There was a rattling sound on Zheng Xian's neck, and it twisted...