"Uncle, my nephew can't understand Xuanyuan Qingqing's methods!"
In the abandoned courtyard room, the old horseman looked puzzled and said: "What she meant a few days ago was to unite everyone, gather the things in the hands of the villagers, identify them together, and then return them to their original owners. Everyone should leave the village as soon as possible. Why is it so inexplicable?" Kill people? I don’t believe that the dignified Yunwuhai Presbyterian Church is so petty and will kill people if they don’t agree!”
On the futon in the corner of the room, Gongsun Li slowly opened his eyes, stood upright, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The sharp innate sword energy whirled around his body, cutting deep sword marks on the surrounding walls. He said coldly: "Maybe she had no intention of joining forces with everyone, but Changshou Village changed its ways in the past, which made her have a wrong idea!"
"What are you thinking?" The old groom still looked confused.
Gongsun Li said: "Kill some people and take away a few more innate treasures. She had no intention of joining forces that day. She was trying to find out our true identity. If we are not as good as her, she might kill us too!"
An old groom with little experience in martial arts looked horrified.
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"It turns out that the people in the Sea of Clouds and Mists have such thoughts!"
In the small room, Chen Changsheng smiled calmly.
"mercy!"
Master Kudu clasped his palms together, shook his head and sighed: "It's a good idea. It's a mess outside now. If we can retrieve a few more treasures and do some refining, we can increase the background of all parties. In this world of strife, Live a little longer!"
The two of them talked about such evil things as murder without any grudge in their hearts, as if it was a matter of course.
…
Xin Zhuo was picking up the two legs of the corpse of the ninth-level earthly immortal warrior, and his headless body was still bleeding "chirpingly".
Even the ancient warrior who is a ninth-level Earth Immortal will be like a dead dog after his death.
Next to him, Dagou Jiang was holding the head of the dead body with a simple smile on his face: "Is it heavy? How about we hold the head together and then carry the body together later?"
Xin Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to his ingenious idea.
In the distance, two or three ancient warriors walked out of the hut and watched, all of them with gloomy expressions, showing neither pity nor the slightest hint of ridicule.
And Xuanyuan Qingqing on the roof had quietly left.
Of course Jiang Dagou didn't just hold it and chew it. He touched Xin Zhuo with his elbow and led him straight to a small road to the south.
Xin Zhuo didn't know why, so he had to follow, and soon he arrived in front of the "Fire"-shaped "Longevity Temple". At this moment, the door was still closed, but Jiang Dagou was not walking through the door, but to a wasteland behind, which seemed to be closed. The body was buried behind the temple.
But when they arrived in the grass, they stepped on a secret trap and heard a "Kacha" sound. Before Xin Zhuo could react, the two of them fell down together. When their eyes focused again, they arrived in a dark underground space. middle.
This room is huge and has a very weird shape. It is surrounded by wooden gears, huge wooden windmills, strange crystals and dead bones.
Opposite is a strange water-shaped "window", and outside are the tablets in the temple.
"Put it in and exchange for seven!"
An old voice came from behind.
Xin Zhuo turned his head in surprise and couldn't help but be startled. Behind him was a platform carved on the rock cliff. On it sat three statues. The carvings were exquisite and lifelike. They were three young men, all murderous and unruly. The state of being tame and invincible in the world.
And the old man who was looking at the temple was sitting cross-legged under the three statues at the moment, with snow-white hair and a gloomy old face, looking quite scary.
"Let it go, let it go."
Jiang Dagou shouted and signaled Xin Zhuo to place the body on a small crystal Bagua array under a gear. Then he put the head on it, then ran away, pushed open a secret door, and arrived at the temple in front. Sit cross-legged.
Lu Yu'er in red and the tall Zhang Panghu were already sitting down at some point.
Xin Zhuo just felt that it was inexplicable. It was neither leaving nor staying for a while.
At this moment, the surrounding wooden gears were rotating rapidly, and the fresh corpse quickly shriveled up. All the breath that had not yet been completely lost was absorbed by the Small Bagua Array, and turned into withered bones in the blink of an eye.
A stream of innate true energy, martial charm and death energy followed the formation and turned to a piece of jade on the side. A line of words appeared on it: Eighteen Realms Immortal Nine-level Warrior, Zhiyang Kung Fu.
Immediately, the writing disappeared, and the five elements on the jade stone rotated, turning into the breath of wood, and then slowly rushed to the three tablets in the temple in front, and then poured out from the tablets, turning into rich vitality, and went straight to Jiang Dagou and the others.
Wood made fire, and the three of them were filled with fire, which made them a little more angry.
This operation is really weird! Xin Zhuo was surprised and confused.
He suddenly understood why the people in the village did not drink water. They were all pure fire bodies and living dead. Moreover, Jiang Dagou was not knowledgeable in martial arts, but this guy should have absorbed the vitality of many ancient warriors and experienced it. too many people.
But what's the point?
He couldn't help but look back at the three statues again, but he saw traces of restrictions emitting from the ceiling above the three statues, flying straight into the sky and scattering in all directions.
Formation!
Sure enough, the whole village was surrounded by a large formation. No wonder if I set up a small seven-star killing formation in the small courtyard, I would be infinitely blessed by some kind of large formation!
"Do you know who these three statues are?" The old man sitting on them grinned, his face full of kindness and kindness.
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "I don't know!"
The old man said: "Your ancestors Jiang Taixu, Lu Ju of the Lu family, and Zhang Tianxing of the Zhang family!"
Xin Zhuo frowned, wondering what the old man's words meant, and he seemed completely different from other people in the village. He didn't directly call him "Axu", and he even knew that Xin Zhuo's family were descendants of Jiang Taixu.
"You can call me Lao Lu."
The old man sighed: "Back then, Changshou Village was just an ordinary village. Jiang Taixu was the first child to leave the village. He was extremely talented and made rapid progress. However, there was a chaotic and prosperous age outside. He led a group of people to glory. , and then was defeated by another group of people, leading to loneliness.
Lu Ju and Zhang Tianxing were his best friends. The three of them returned to the village together, set up a large formation, and taught us how to fake death and survive. Not long after, they passed away, and a strong and strange poisonous gas spread everywhere.
The people in our village were also about to die, so they had to resort to the method of suspended animation to survive year after year. In fact, their bodies were already dead, only their consciousness was still there, and they were just like the living dead who could not leave the village.
We make things to fake death for people outside and replace them with their clan-suppressing treasures. We use the martial arts contained in these treasures to fill the formation and keep their consciousness immortal.
If we don't want strangers to come in to this village, no one will be able to find it under the Hunyuanxu!
But you are the descendants of Jiang Taixu living outside. I felt it when I entered the village. Jiang Taixu once said that his descendants can avoid disaster here. We will remember it deeply! "
After finishing speaking, he pointed to the stone wall next to him, which was clearly engraved with a row of writing: "Xuantian Sword Sect, Haotian Sect, Hehuan Shengzong, Yunwuhai, Leiyin Temple..."
"They were built by the enemy who harmed Jiang Taixu and the others. Do you understand that they will be killed this time?"
Xin Zhuo's mind was slightly shaken. The enemies of Jiang Taixu and the others were the ancestors of the people outside who came to ask for the sect's treasure?
Changshou Village is playing a big game this time.
Those people outside can't find their treasures, are they just the villagers playing tricks? Can one round count the long years between two martial arts heydays?
"Did you notice there were no children in the village?"
Lao Lu sighed, "The children's consciousness is too shallow, and they are all dead. This village is really boring, but Jiang Taixu and the other three have already predicted that this martial arts prosperity will last for a long time, so we need someone to get out of the village." .”
Pointing to the three Jiang Dagou people in front: "The three of them! Just killing these people outside is almost enough nutrition!"
Xin Zhuo frowned and said: "These people are all human beings. Are you afraid of being discovered by them? People in the village, I don't see people with extremely high martial arts realms. How can I kill them?"
Lao Lu said: "How do they know what happened back then? They are too smart and will kill each other. When the time comes, we will kill them all, don't worry!"
Xin Zhuo thought for a while and said, "You have said so much to me, but you want me to do something?"
"I need your help!"
Lao Lu said: "Come back in seven days, and I will tell you something that will be of benefit to you. No one in the village can harm Jiang Taixu's descendants."
…
Xin Zhuo walked out of the longevity temple.
The ancient warriors in the village became much quieter after Big Beard was beheaded.
It can be seen from this that Xuanyuan Qingqing's martial arts level is extremely high. At least she can kill people at will, and no one is willing to target her.
However, these people don't seem to be very interested in the people of Changshou Village, or they are a little contemptuous of them. This has nothing to do with IQ. The living dead are honest people after all, and the living dead have no ambition for fame and fortune.
But now these "honest people" want to kill them, but it's hard for them to think of it.
Sometimes honest people do the most ruthless things!
Xin Zhuo thought about it for a while. He wanted to sacrifice the spirits of these ancient warriors, and Lao Lu and the villagers also wanted to kill them. How could he avoid offending both sides?
It's better to be careful. If something unexpected happens, Lao Lu's guarantee is unreliable. There's no guarantee that people like Xuanyuan Qingqing won't attack him, and now he's not sure he can dodge a knife either.
Let's wait seven days and see what Lao Lu wants to do.
Back in the courtyard, the old lady, my mother, and Xiong Zhao were doing some needlework and flower cutting in the main room, while chatting.
"Young master is back?" Xiongzhao came up to greet him, his face was radiant now, his blue eyes were clear and bright, making him even more beautiful.
Xin Zhuo pinched her ears, walked into the house, picked up a roasted sweet potato and ate it, knowingly asked: "How is it?"
In the past few days, I and the others have been taking drugs like crazy. Although their realm has not improved at all, the acquired aura in their bodies has disappeared a lot, and it is very close to the innate. Even if they go out to fight with the acquired immortals in the same realm, they can easily kill them.
Most of the tainted army blood evil spirit in Bai Xuanji's body was eliminated by the elixir, and he successfully entered the little venerable country in a few days.
Shan Yaoqiao smiled brightly and said: "The elixir produced by this big cauldron is very magical. After it is forcibly poured into the body, the acquired traces are eliminated, and then the innate Qi is introduced into the body. The process is very complicated, but we are talented, so we are almost there. , there are still some traces, let’s talk about it later!”
"Extraordinary talent? You should keep a low profile." Xiong Zhang crossed his arms, "Speak of your extraordinary talent in front of the young master, and you are not afraid of people's jokes. The young master can kill the old monsters of Immortal Immortal Immortal when he turns around."
"You bear's paw that doesn't lay eggs, just shut up. You just like to please the young master. I have never competed with the young master. But I really feel that after swallowing the elixir these past few days and changing my innate nature, my body seems to be different. It's gone!" Yam said angrily.
Xiongzhao blinked: "I think so too!"
The old lady, who had been calmly making new clothes for her great-grandson, suddenly raised her head: "Are you happy?"
The old lady was only interested in this kind of thing.
Bear's paw and Yam's face turned red to the point of their necks, and they hesitated.
"Great-grandmother, actually..." Jiang Nuying whispered: "I also feel that something is different about my body."
"Uh..." The old lady blinked blankly, "Nvying, why are you joining in the fun? What's the matter with you?"
"I didn't join in the fun. I really felt something was different."
Jiang Nuying is nineteen years old. She has completely inherited all the advantages of her parents. She is exceptionally handsome, has a graceful figure, and has a happy and sweet appearance. Anyone who looks at her will inevitably have her eyes light up. Xin Zhuo often sighs, Jiang It has been several years since the daughter of the family has grown up.
Ji Jiuwei also looked at Xin Zhuo and said seriously: "There is indeed something wrong with their bodies!"
"wrong?"
Xin Zhuo stretched out his hand like electricity and grabbed Xiong Zhang's wrist, and the innate energy flowed in majesticly. After a moment of feeling, there was indeed something strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"Bloodline!"
Ji Jiuwei explained: "My mother has the blood of the ancient Nine Phoenixes in her body. According to the theory of blood, after fighting and dying for the ancient great sage, the aura of true blood left in the world will last forever. Once a baby is born, it will be very consistent with this blood. They will gather on their own and hide in the baby's body, waiting for the golden age of martial arts to come, where they can awaken and practice more and more thousands of miles!"
"Is there still such a thing?"
Xin Zhuo has never understood the existence of such things as bloodlines. You were born to your parents, how could you have various bloodlines? It's really nonsense, but after listening to my mother's explanation, I think it's quite logical.
"The prosperous age of martial arts has not come yet, and Shen Daozi will be the darling of heaven and earth. When the prosperous age comes, those with bloodline will have the talent of evildoers."
Ji Jiuwei smiled and said: "I have always been complacent about this. Who would have thought that all the people around you have traces of bloodline awakening? Isn't this ridiculous? All the talents in the world have gathered in my Jiang family?"
This is indeed ridiculous.
Xin Zhuo thought for a while, could it be the "sequelae" of Wang Yuejing's three trainings, the ultimate state of the soul sacrifice talent?
Presumably...this is the only explanation.
"This kind of thing cannot be done behind closed doors. If we leave the village another day, we must find someone to ask."
Ji Jiuwei smiled and changed the subject: "What's going on outside these days? Why are there so many people?"
Talking about this matter, Xin Zhuo immediately said seriously: "These days are not peaceful. You must not go out for the time being. Watch Jiang Zichong and don't run around."
Except for myself, who is expected to protect the body with a moon well, outsiders cannot tell the level of my family, or even the slightest trace of martial arts, just like the natives of Changshou Village. But I am different, the ancient warriors outside can tell the truth at a glance.
"Okay!" My wife, Ji Jiuwei, Xiong Zhang, Chanyi and others nodded in agreement.
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Seven days passed in a blink of an eye.
"Aqing, you raise your legs and I raise my head. I like to raise my head."
"I want to carry it with Aqing!"
"Yu'er, don't you want me, Fat Tiger?"
In seven days, eleven people have died in the village. Xuanyuan Qingqing killed five people, Gongsun Li killed two people, Baihua Charming of the Hehuan Holy Sect killed two people, Chen Changsheng killed one person, and Master Kudu killed two people. Kill someone.
At this point, all the ancient warriors below the Yinxu realm, except for the disciples of Gongsun Li and others from the four major sects, were basically dead.
Killing throughout, no sense at all.
Originally it was just a matter of redeeming the treasures of various families, it was relatively peaceful, but the moment was full of chills and shock.
Of course, this matter has nothing to do with the longevity villagers. As soon as Xin Zhuo, Jiang Dagou, Lu Yuer, and Zhang Panghu encountered a dead person, they immediately carried the corpse and sent it to the longevity temple.
This kind of behavior did not attract the attention of a group of ancient warriors. It is because the people in Changshou Village are too honest and down-to-earth, and they are a group of "living dead" and cannot have any ambition for fame and wealth!
"If you don't lift me up, I'll leave!"
At this time, Xin Zhuo was carrying the legs of an ancient warrior who looked like a young girl, and a flash of distress flashed in his heart. The girl was killed by Chen Changsheng's sword light and was almost cut into two halves. It was bloody and ugly. Of course, he It's not that I feel sorry for the girl herself, but...it's a sacrifice to the spirit. A dozen sacrifices to the spirit have been wasted.
Fortunately, the seven-day appointment has arrived. I don’t know what Lao Lu will tell me to do today. If it is not reliable, I will pour water from Wangyue Well to these people and give them the treasure. I will seize it first. You I can't control what Lao Lu thinks.
"Lift up, lift up..."
The four people carried the three corpses and soon arrived at the dark room behind the longevity temple. Lao Lu had been waiting for a long time. He followed the same pattern and put the corpses into three small formations under the wooden gears. Jiang Dagou and the other three ran to the front and sat cross-legged.
Soon, the innate death energy formation and the jade stone transformed into innate energy, which sprang out from the tablet in front and poured into the bodies of Jiang Dagou and the others.
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lao Lu who was sitting cross-legged behind him: "Tell me, what do you want me to do today?"
"You are smarter than Big Dog and the others, and you are much more prudent in what you say and do." Old Lu said solemnly: "Today, it is up to you to return all the treasures of those outside to them, and distribute the ownerless things to them as well!"
Then he threw a piece of paper over: "On it is the shape, name and location of each family's treasure. Remember, after giving it to them, go home immediately and don't worry about anything."
"That's it?"
Xin Zhuo's heart moved. Doesn't this coincide with his own thoughts?
