My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 83 Escape

Cao Ping was shocked and followed the elders out of the mine. In Cheng Tianyu, there was actually a force that the Saint Martial Immortal Sect couldn't afford, and such a reputation was not obvious.

A few people left the mine, and quickly left this land of right and wrong with the disciples of the Flying Star Sect.

Not long after, three more escaping lights flew from the sky and stopped right above the mine.

These are three men of similar age, all around 30 years old, wearing gray robes.

Glancing at the many corpses lying on the ground, the three of them changed their expressions drastically, entered the mine, scattered in all directions, and began to search the area.

Half a moment later, the three of them who had inspected the mine gathered together again, and came to the middle-aged man's body that had been cut in half.

One of them was holding a corpse that had been split in half, and a broken sword.

"What happened here?" One of them frowned, his eyebrows full of doubts.

"Qingsong has the strength of the fifth level of the Xiantian realm, and ordinary sixth-level warriors of the Xiantian realm can't help him. The strength of the person who makes the move cannot be underestimated."

The man who was holding the corpse put the corpse down, picked up the half broken sword and said:

"Qinghan's Bingfei Sword is a high-grade magic weapon. Even if it is confronted with a top-grade magic weapon, it won't become like this. The person who made the move must have used a magic weapon, maybe it was a warrior from the Earth Shade Realm."

"Not necessarily. If an Earth Fiend Realm warrior makes a move, there is no need to use magic weapons at all. Just two random moves can crush Qingsong and the others to death."

Finally, the man squatted down, closed the eyes of the middle-aged man before he died, looked at the traces of horseshoes and footprints on the ground, and said:
"There are a lot of people on the other side, and judging from the depth of their footprints, they should all be wearing heavy armor. Among them, there should not be too many warriors at the innate level. Otherwise, there is no need to besiege those disciples at the quenching level..."

While talking, the man got up, came to the edge of the mine, squatted down, and said: "In addition to the group of people who killed Qingsong and others, there should be another party present."

The other two followed, and after looking at the large number of footprints beside the mine, one of them said:

"Judging from the dryness of the horseshoe print soil, it shouldn't be long after walking. Do you want to chase along the horseshoe print?"

The squatting man shook his head: "No."

The footprints on the ground are intricate, layer upon layer, and circle around, but they are all limited within a certain range, obviously they have scruples and dare not move freely.

Moreover, there was no trace of coming and going in this large area of ​​footprints. It was obvious that this group of people descended from the sky, including the warriors of the innate realm.

It would be unwise for a group of people, including warriors in the innate realm, to dare to make the slightest change. The strength of that group of people should not be simple, and their strength is unknown.

After pondering for a while, the squatting man said: "The two of you go back with the corpse first, and I will investigate the vicinity again."

After the two rays of light disappeared into the sky, the person left behind began to explore along the nearby mountains.

Soon, this person came to the small village at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing that there was no one in the town, this person was not surprised. He had already received news about the massacre of the village.

"Able to live in a filthy and evil world... to manifest supernatural powers and wisdom... to know the dharma of suffering and happiness... to be separated from Prajna Paramita..."

There were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in this person's ears, which became clearer as the distance drew closer.

"A long time to come... In the future, you will return to 33 days, and you will never fall into the evil realm..."

A small wooden platform has been set up in the center of the village, on which nearly a hundred corpses lie neatly.

A young monk in white robes was sitting in front of the wooden platform, twisting a rosary lightly in his hands, the Buddha's light loomed behind him, chanting words, and a torch was stuck beside him.

"Good... good..."

The little monk in white robe opened his eyes, there was no trace of human emotion in his eyes, only endless great compassion, like a god and Buddha above the nine heavens, scanning the world with compassion.

After being glanced at by the white-robed monk, the man felt a surge in his mind, and the things he had done in the past were slowly opened like a book of catalogs.

From the anxiety and fear of killing for the first time, to the habit and insensitivity of killing countless people.

From being forced to kill to actively killing.

After going through all these piles and memories one by one, a huge sense of guilt and guilt filled his whole body, and his spirit almost collapsed because of it.

Fortunately, the white-robed monk only glanced at him, then looked away.

When he came back to his senses, the man's body was covered in cold sweat, his expression was panicked, and his face was pale, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

"Monster!"

The man yelled strangely, turned around, forgot to summon the magic weapon, and ran away.

The compassionate look in the eyes of the young monk in white robe gradually dissipated. Looking at the back of the man going away, he slowly recited the Buddha's mantra, picked up the torch beside him, and threw it on the wooden platform.

The flames rolled up, but there was no smoke and dust, and nearly a hundred corpses were burned quietly, without even leaving ashes.

In the end, there was nothing in the field, and the wooden platform and the corpse disappeared without a trace.

After finishing these, the white-robed monk took out a water bag from his bosom, opened the lid, poured it down, and the clear and translucent wine flowed slowly.

The wine in the water bag seemed endless, and there was no sign of stopping until a small wine puddle appeared on the ground, and the white-robed monk put away the water bag, turned and left.

The pace was very slow, but he left the village in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the mountain road, leaving only a faint voice commenting on the hasty glance just now.

"Wrapped in blood, you will not enter reincarnation after death, and you will fall into purgatory forever, and you will be burned by the fire of red lotus to wash away your sins... Goodness..."

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Shi Lan led Wang Ning and other demon suppressing troops, almost traveling day and night, day and night.

In the process of rushing, Shi Lan returned the imperial weapon and led the crowd to change directions several times.

Shi Lan didn't slow down until he was nearly ten thousand miles away from the spirit crystal mine and confirmed that there were no pursuers.

On top of those cloth bags, Shi Lan had already laid out several formations to block the aura, otherwise such a large number of spirit crystals gathered together, the thick aura would be too eye-catching.

Along the way, Shi Lan didn't miss the people she met, and she helped if she could, and her prestige points got back to more than 100, and she only lost less than [-] points.

Regarding Shi Lan's actions, Wang Ning and others didn't know the details, they only thought that she was really out of kindness, and their goodwill increased for a while.

When they met for the first time, Wang Ning and others saw that Shi Lan was fierce and decisive when he shot, and he was not soft when he killed the killer. They thought that Shi Lan was no different from those female generals in the demon suppressing army, and his actions were three points more ruthless than men.

But after a period of contact, Wang Ning and others found that Shi Lan's body was more human than those of the opposite sex that he had seen before, at least his heart was much softer.

The reason why they became the Demon Suppressing Army was not that great. To put it bluntly, it was for military exploits and the slightest chance of becoming famous.

They can't help others without asking for anything in return like Shi Lan, but this doesn't affect their liking for such good people.

　Thanks to Llush, Jin Yiwei, Yun Sheng, and Wu Yi book friends for their support!thanks,
　　It's a lot late, sorry, there is another update, it is estimated to be later, this is not included in today's normal update, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)