"Buzz..."
More than ten pills were formed in the Xiantian Shennong Cauldron, still glowing with a layer of golden halo. Ji Jiuwei couldn't wait to pick it up, gave one to each of Xiong Zhang and others, and then scattered them separately. His movements were so skillful that it made people feel helpless. There is something to be said.
Xin Zhuo clapped his hands and stood up to sort out the spiritual grass seeds and fruits behind him. This Shennong Cauldron contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed for hundreds of thousands of years. It can perfectly ripen a spiritual grass within four days, and then the seeds are retained for recycling. Go and make elixirs.
He didn't understand alchemy, and this thing never worked for him, but he felt that if this cauldron was left outside, it would be difficult not to cause an uproar. No wonder Ji Yaoyue, Shi Xianren and others would value it so much.
He stood up and went out. The village was very lively at the moment. Three days had passed. In addition to Gongsun Li, Chen Changsheng, Hehuan Shengsong and Yunwuhai, there were at least ten more families. They were all ancient innate masters, surpassing the earthly immortals. There are at least ten people.
These people all have a common purpose, to get something back!
After Xin Zhuo wandered around pretending to be a "villager" for the past few days, pretending to listen to people's conversations, he vaguely guessed the reason——
The prosperous age of martial arts in this world is divided into two types, big and small. The big one lasts for a thousand years, and the small one lasts for two or three hundred years. During this time, the world of martial arts blossomed in culture and style. As long as you are extraordinary and practice, you can transcend the shackles of the fairyland and pursue that. The end of the illusory martial arts is of course full of grudges and killings, sectarian fighting, personal grudges, treasure hunting, etc. This is the origin of the prosperous age of martial arts.
But once the prosperous age is over, the "immortal rules of heaven" will come in an instant. Basically, all the talented people and transcendent earth immortals among the earth immortals will be wiped out, and then only the kind of people like Julie Mountain and Tianlai will be left with a glimmer of hope. This place also cultivates the acquired immortal spirit energy.
That's right! This "immortal rule of heaven" is like a thorn in the head. After the golden age of martial arts comes, they will be isolated and excluded without a trace. However, before the golden age comes, a group of talented and evil people like Xin Zhuo will be killed, and it will also end Then he wiped out a group of masters who transcended the earthly immortals, just like some kind of reincarnation!
And that place of suffering is like a small bug!
Of course, no one in the world is willing to be killed before their lifespan is over, so the ancient warriors naturally racked their brains to survive. Except for some extremely powerful people who can survive with their great magical powers and wait for the next martial arts prosperity to come, the rest People can only ask the craftsmen in Changshou Village to make a "pumice coffin" or some special thing to fake death.
Changshou Village is good at this kind of craftsmanship and is famous far and wide, but there is a rule: no gold or silver, no martial arts, no fame and fortune, only the most important treasure of each family's mountain gate and the treasure of the clan.
As for their purpose, Xin Zhuo couldn't guess. Maybe those treasures would be useful to Changshou Village?
But the next time the martial arts boom begins, those who faked their death will be resurrected and want to revitalize the sect. Naturally, they will come to Changshou Village to redeem their purchases. Especially in the chats of several ancient warriors with deep expressions, they repeatedly mentioned that this martial arts boom is a ten-year success. The overall situation has never been seen in ten thousand years. Countless small worlds like the Great Zhou are crowded together. There are so many warriors from the day after tomorrow, and ancient warriors who are pretending to be dead are also mixed together, like a cauldron. And this grand situation will last for who knows how many years. , so it is urgent to retrieve the sect’s treasure!
This is the real purpose of their coming here!
However, Xin Zhuo had a question. The ancient warriors were as numerous as the stars, and it was obviously impossible to rely on just one longevity village. Others might have other ways to survive, just like the old dog Li Guangling used methods other than those of the longevity village.
Shaking his head, he put aside his complicated thoughts.
His eyes glanced at a group of foreign warriors in the village who were sitting and talking or looking impatient, and he scratched his chin.
It is not difficult to guess that the things these people are looking for are nothing more than the items in the villagers’ homes that contain heavenly martial charm and innate true energy. No wonder that after the prosperity of martial arts comes, the innate true energy will suddenly shoot into the sky with green light. It turns out that they are all Treasures of all denominations.
He also guessed some clues as to why these people couldn't get it for a long time. The people in Changshou Village were very skilled in craftsmanship. They transformed their treasures into weird things, covering up the aura inside. You don't even know. You don’t dare to search for which one is yours. What if you take someone else’s? A group of experts were watching eagerly from the sidelines.
This has resulted in an awkward stalemate now that three days have passed and all the experts dare not move around at will!
You guys are stiff, but I can't be stiff!
This situation should bring me some benefits. How can I draw chestnuts from the fire and sacrifice the souls of these people?
This is what Xin Zhuo should consider now!
He looked at the first neighbor's yard, walked in, and said with a smile: "Uncle Bao, give me a puff on the cigarette stick!"
Jiang Laobao grinned, showing his yellow teeth: "You coward, can you do it? Come on, come on..."
…
Gongsun Li stood at the side window of an abandoned small courtyard in the village, looking out at the end of the only three paths in the village. He played with a pocket sword-shaped hairpin in his hand and frowned slightly.
The Xuantian Sword Sect's most precious treasure, the "Glazed Moon-Slashing Bow", is an ancient object. It contains the key to the sect's grand formation. The sect leader repeatedly warned that there must be no mistakes, so she immediately went to the village chief to ask, but the living dead The ordinary village chief did not remember it, and even if he asked other villagers, he had no idea at all. This was completely different from the scene of redeeming sect treasures many years ago, when they remembered it.
Three days wasted in vain.
Of course the "Glass Zangetsu Bow" is in the village, but... where is it?
"Uncle Master, why is it so troublesome? You have the Bow and Breath Jade, why not go door to door to find it?" The old horseman stood behind. Since he was beaten once, he has become much more honest and put forward what he thought was a reliable idea.
Gongsun Li shook his head and said: "The aura jade is useless, and there are too many masters in the village. The treasures have not been found for the time being. Going from house to house to look for them will not avoid the dissatisfaction and vigilance of others. You need to know that even if We are open-minded and only look for our own things, but there are people with ulterior motives who will even look for other people’s treasures too!”
The old horseman sighed and said: "Then what should we do? We can't stay in the village forever. We have to look for it!"
"This matter is really puzzling. The treasures in our home are clearly right in front of us, but we can't find them."
The person who spoke was not Gongsun Li. There were three people standing in front of the courtyard. Xuanyuan Qingqing, who was dressed in fiery red clothes, was leading two disciples. His fiery figure and snow-white ball shape almost squeezed out of the sky. The old groom lowered his head in shame. , but her face was extremely serious, and every move she made was in compliance with the rules.
Gongsun Li stopped playing with the sword-shaped hairpin in his hand, and his eyes became colder. As a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, of course he knew about the existence of the Sea of Clouds and Mist. The two forces had known each other since the last time the martial arts flourished, but they had only had very little contact. She I don’t know the purpose of the other party’s initiative to approach.
"I just think that we can have a quick way." Xuanyuan Qingqing seemed to see the coldness in Gongsun Li's expression and did not approach.
Gongsun Li's face softened slightly and he said, "I would like to hear the details."
Xuanyuan Qingqing said: "Wouldn't it be a good idea to gather all the people who come here and gather all the treasures in Changshou Village so that everyone can identify them together and return them to their respective owners?"
Gongsun Li thought seriously for a moment and said, "I have no objection. I wonder what others think about it?"
Xuanyuan Qingqing said: "It's up to me to talk about this matter!"
"Thank you!" Gongsun Li held his hand.
Xuanyuan Qingqing left with his disciples.
The old horseman's eyes brightened: "Uncle, this is indeed a good idea."
"bad idea!"
Gongsun Li waved his sleeves, "Since it is the treasure of the Zongzong, how can it be shown to others openly and openly? The masters in the village have different realms. Are they not afraid of being killed and robbed of the treasure when they leave the village? Those with lower realms will not agree in the first place."
The old horseman pondered for a moment: "How does Uncle Master's methods rank?"
"Thunder Sound Prajna Palm can detect the evil in people's hearts, a flying knife from the Sea of Clouds and Mist can kill demons, Hehuan Holy Sect carries a holy word but it is the most evil! My Xuantian Sword Sect's sword enters the sea of martial arts and travels around the world, no less!"
Gongsun Li sat down on the futon behind him and closed his eyes to rest.
The old horseman murmured: "Leiyin, Yunwuhai, Hehuan, and my Xuantian Sword Sect. However, even when I looked at the pretty face of the Haotian Sect, it was extremely troublesome. The Haotian Sect was a major sect five thousand years ago... "
…
Suddenly a light rain began to fall in the sky, pattering on the green bricks and green tiles, splashing a cloud of rain and mist. The villagers hid in their houses. Outsiders came late and there were no abandoned houses to live in, so they simply built straw The shed is a temporary residence, but from time to time there are people wandering around, looking anxious.
Chen Changsheng was walking in the village alley. The rainwater in the alley gathered into a trickle, but his pair of green cloth multi-eared hemp shoes were completely dry despite stepping on the water.
His face was very calm, as quiet as walking in his back garden. He had always been a very patient person, even though everyone was more or less anxious, but he was not.
At this moment, he walked into a deserted small room. There was an oil lamp burning in the room, and a stooped old nun sat cross-legged, tapping the wooden fish gently.
"Does Master Kudu have any clues?"
Chen Changsheng sat cross-legged in a corner beside him, straightened his sleeves and patted the clean uppers of his shoes.
The old nun opened her eyes: "The village is different from previous years. The poor nun came here last time and it was not such a trouble. She just took it and left."
Chen Changsheng said: "The ancient emperor's restrictions were suddenly completely relaxed, and all the small worlds gathered in one place. There were so many ancient martial immortals. This was something that had not happened in tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years in historical records. Some changes occurred in Changshou Village, and it was also Of course it should be, but I don’t know what their purpose is?”
Master Kudu was silent for a long time: "Let's take a look at the plans of these living dead. It doesn't hurt to wait for some time."
Chen Changsheng said: "In this case, we cannot accept Yunwuhai's suggestion!"
Master Kudu said: "There is no need for us to refuse, those martial immortals from various sects who live in huts will not be willing!"
…
[Sacrifice to the spirit: Glaze Moon-Slashing Bow, an innate weapon used in fighting battles and killing formations, the innate martial charm contained within has been completely lost, leaving only a shallow innate true energy.
Sharing: No sharing ability! 】
[Sacrifice to the Spirits: The Blood Moon Ceremony, the innate dual cultivation technique, is extremely evil, swallowing up hundreds of people’s true energy, and losing all their spiritual energy.
Sharing: It is contrary to the Well Master's fusion technique, has no shared value, and cannot be captured. 】
[Sacrifice to the spirit: The true body of the ancient Buddha, the innate treasure, the Buddha's light for two moons, the most overwhelming thing in the world's hearts, the spiritual energy has been lost...]
[Sacrifice to the spirits: Xuantian’s hundred battle soldiers, innate weapons, all their spiritual energy have been lost...]
[Sacrifice to spirits: Haotian source stone, the source of Nirvana spirit that protects the body of the ancient gods and humans in the five declines. It is the source of the spiritual stone of heaven and earth. It is a precious treasure. It needs a special place to be sacrificed and refined for five hundred years, and the spiritual energy is completely lost...]
…
On the way back, Xin Zhuo looked out of the Wangyue Well and looked at the fifteen new sacrificial souls in the well and the seven or eight waiting souls asking questions below. He was a little disappointed, but also a little understanding.
It is indeed these things.
In fact, he should have sacrificed to the spirit a long time ago, but he didn't expect this at all. The dry cigarette the old man smoked and the stone pile sitting under the aunt's buttocks, are they of any use to you to worship the spirit? It was not very familiar at first and was inconvenient.
Moreover, these treasures seem to have gone through a long period of time. Their spiritual energy has been exhausted, and they have no value to capture. They have no martial arts skills. No wonder these people can't find their own things. Not only have their appearance changed, but their unique aura has basically disappeared.
I wonder what use these people would have if they went back?
However, even if a bunch of waste is sacrificed to the spirit, it is still very cost-effective.
These ancient warriors in the village can't find their own things now, and they don't have the means of their own. They are struggling. I just need to use a clever method to pour well water for them, and then help them find the treasures. Once the debt reaches fifty , you can make crazy breakthroughs.
It doesn't seem to be very difficult to break through the martial arts immediately after the arrival of this golden age of martial arts. Once you leave the village in the future, you will be somewhat sure of self-preservation.
"...What do you think?"
In the middle of the village not far away, in front of a thatched hut, Xuanyuan Qingqing from the sea of clouds held an umbrella and looked at dozens of ancient warriors sitting cross-legged on the ground with deep breaths.
After just saying a few words, there was no response from anyone around.
A group of people, men, women, old and young, all use their ears, nose and nose to watch their hearts.
It’s self-evident what he meant.
Xuanyuan Qingqing already understood, and was not disappointed at all. Yunwuhai disciples are notorious for coming up with ideas. She smiled lightly, turned around and left with her two disciples. Then she saw Xin Zhuo, her eyes brightened a little, and she waved her palm to salute: "Little brother, you are polite!"
Xin Zhuo immediately pretended to be an emotionless "NPC" and "indifferent" and left.
…
Three days later.
It is bright.
Xin Zhuo never left the small courtyard, but squatted in front of the door every day to observe. In the past few days, people outside had entered a more anxious state. It was clear that his treasure was nearby, but he couldn't find it, and it would be uncomfortable for anyone else.
So, the hot-tempered man started to look for her from house to house. At first he was very polite and respectfully asked for permission to go in. Then he looked at the items and found that they didn't look like him, and then he went out politely.
Today, someone is impatient.
It was a bearded strong man. Judging from the blood energy fluctuations, he was born in the fairyland of Nine Transformations. He strode into Jiang Laobao's house, grabbed the aunt's neck and threw it aside heavily, and picked up the stone stool sitting under the aunt's buttocks. , regardless of whether it was his own thing or not, he turned around and left, cursing:
"Why can't a group of living dead move? It's such a mess outside, how can we stay here for a long time? How easy would it be to just take a look first and then decide who owns it and give it to whom? I, the Chongtian Clan, are willing to open the way for all the seniors!"
These words did not mean to offend anyone. They seemed rough but were actually very tactful. They just offended Changshou Village.
At this moment, a bright sword light suddenly fell from the sky, carrying the innate martial arts that had been tempered for thousands of times, changing thirteen times, and flashed by.
"puff--"
The huge head flew high into the sky, and a large ball of bright red blood burst out from the headless cavity.
The dignified nine-level innate earth immortal was killed with one blow, like a dead chicken.
He escaped the "immortal rules of heaven", faked his death for countless years, and died miserably here.
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath. He didn't know what kind of martial arts that sword light was. It was very mysterious and terrifying. In addition to the extremely high realm of the sword master, there was also the mystery of the martial arts itself. Frankly speaking, the martial arts he had now might not be comparable to it.
Following the light of the sword, I saw the woman in white standing on the roof not far away, her clothes swaying in the wind, her fiery figure attracting people's imagination, but there was no expression on her face.
It was the Yunwuhai Xuanyuan Qingqing who came up with the idea a few days ago.
She didn't seem to have any psychological burden after killing someone. I wonder if it was because everyone didn't give her face that day and she felt resentful.
This made Xin Zhuo feel more cautious and apprehensive, and then he also had some expectations. This woman must be able to sacrifice to the spirit. I like this sword skill better.
"Pap tap tap..."
At this time, Jiang Dagou ran over from a distance and said hello: "Aqing, the village chief asked us to pick up the body. Come out quickly and make up for it!"
Xin Zhuo: "?"
How to make up for it? have eaten?
Update tomorrow. I have high blood pressure today and am feeling groggy.
(End of chapter)
