The big brother everyone loves

The Land of the Fallen Immortals.

A terraced house with blue bricks and tiles.

The

door slowly opened, and out came a short and sturdy man with a simple appearance and a plain white robe, who was none other than Zhuang Changtao, one of the top ten disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

Behind him, there was also a thin black man with gray hair, although the old man was over the age of old, but his bones were thick and his eyes were bright, giving people a sense of old and strong.

The old man followed behind Zhuang Changtao step by step, and introduced:

"Distinguished guest, it has been a long time since anyone in our village gave birth to a son and a half daughter.

Zhuang Changtao nodded when he heard this

, and said politely: "When I first came to your village, I didn't know the customs and customs here, and I don't know if there are any taboos that need special attention at that time?"

The old man behind him said with a bitter face:

"We are poor and remote, where do we know what rules, as for the habits left by our ancestors, the old man has already explained to you."

When he said this, an imperceptible glint flashed in the old man's eyes.

Zhuang Changtao on the side did not notice anything unusual, yesterday he did get a lot of information about this world from the old man's mouth, and after benefiting a lot, he had gradually let down his vigilance.

According to his observations, the entire Lou Village was filled with mortals with no magical powers, and he could slaughter the entire village with the touch of his fingers, except for those strange rules, there was no need to worry about anything.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Changtao said indifferently:

"Since this is the case, then Uncle Lao will lead the way!"

The old man nodded when he heard this, and led Zhuang Changtao to a wooden house with a courteous face.

At this moment, the door was already full of hundreds of villagers, and the villagers' expressions were numb, as if they were not going to welcome a new life, but as if they were going to the execution ground, with extremely depressed expressions.

After seeing him, the dull expressions of those people moved slightly.

Zhuang Changtao didn't care about this, he knew that the people here had this sad face, whether they encountered happy or sad events.

At this moment, the village chief before the crowd glanced deeply at Zhuang Changtao, took out a bamboo tube from the side, and said loudly:

"It is still the old rule to make up for the daughter-in-law of the family, it is still the old rule, all men and women over the age of twenty come over one by one to draw lots, and those who draw red lots will serve Daxian, no matter what, the inheritance of the village cannot be broken."

Seeing this, Zhuang Changtao couldn't help but feel a little vigilant in his heart, he turned his head to look at the old man beside him

, and said suspiciously: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

The old man stroked his white beard and said leisurely:

"Don't panic, this is to choose a kiss for that little doll who was not born!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Changtao frowned.

At this time, no matter how big his heart is, he can sense that something is wrong.

Go!

His mind turned, and he wanted to retreat.

The old man next to him grabbed him and said in a deep voice

: "The village chief just said that if men and women over the age of twenty must participate, this is the rule

!" Zhuang Changtao snorted coldly and shouted:

"Get out!"

The next moment.

There

was a sound of bamboo sticks shaking in his ears, and Zhuang Changtao was shocked to find that the mana in his body was completely suppressed and he couldn't mobilize a single bit.

Immediately after, he was in a trance, and his body involuntarily walked towards the bamboo tube...

The bamboo tube in the village chief's hand suddenly appeared with treacherous and twisted inscriptions, and as the bamboo tube shook faster and faster, wisps of ghostly light floated out from the bamboo tube.

The villagers lined up one by one with blank expressions and stepped forward to draw lots in order.

"

Black Lot!", "Black Lot!", "Black

Sign!"

...

"Red stick!" At

this moment, Zhuang Changtao suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the blood-red bamboo stick in his hand, and his heart was extremely frightened.

In anger, he brought up the last trace of divine thought, and took out a steaming bone fan from the storage bag, and swung it out vigorously.

Bang-bang-bang-bang-the

yin wind howled, and several villagers around burst into flames, blood mixed with colorful internal organs splashing out, and a rich and pungent smell of blood spread.

That's when it happened.

"Wow-"

The baby's loud cry rang out.

The next moment, a white mist like a substance fell from the sky, and boundless hatred and evil completely enveloped Zhuang Changtao's figure...

After a long silence, the village chief sighed and said to himself slowly:

"Originally, in order to kill one less person, but now seven people have died

, and the life of a village elder has been taken, which is a big loss!" "This person's life is extremely high, and it is also a matter of duty to be selected by the ghosts, I just hope that after swallowing him, the ghost disaster in the village will calm down for a while."

"But... The corpse of a character like him must be burned, and if it turns into a demon, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

Then, he waved his hand and beckoned the frightened villagers to take care of the scene and deal with the aftermath...

At the same time.

Wandao Palace.

Poof—

another soul lamp went out.

Fang Yu, who was sitting on the jade steps, sank slightly, and looked at it, two of the ten soul lamps that were originally burning slowly had been completely extinguished.

"Alas!" Fang

Yu sighed lightly, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

Chi Sitao.

Zhuang Changtao.

The fall of any of the top ten disciples would be a huge blow to the sect, let alone the death of two in a row.

"Sect Master Divine Monarch, did we underestimate the danger there, it has not been two days, and there have already been two accidents.

Chu Wenjie on the side asked carefully.

Fang Yu raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said lightly:

"If you are afraid, this sect will not send them in, the way of heaven is the most righteous and upright, how much risk there is, how much chance it contains." "

If you want to be human, you will naturally face all kinds of dangers, without this kind of awareness, what kind of immortal can you cultivate?"

Hearing this, Chu Wenjie hurriedly said:

"My subordinates have been taught."

After a pause, he said tentatively

, "Sect Master, do you want to send another batch of disciples from the Jindan Stage to enter?"

"No need!" Fang Yu shook his head, "If a few of them can't do it, then it proves that this path is not working, and it makes no sense to send more people, it will only increase casualties." "

Yes!"

Hearing this, Chu Wenjie's heart suddenly sank, and he bowed down in response.

Fang Yu retracted his gaze towards the soul lamp, and said with deep meaning:

"The matter has come to this, the senior power who lives on the Cloud Sword Peak should also go out to carry out activities..."