Fading god ascends immortal road

Cackling, he looked at the direction in which "Apple" ran away, gritted his teeth and said, "It's fine that I was always bullied by bosses big and small, but now even an apple dares to tease me, it's so disrespectful to me!"

As he spoke, Yu Jian chased after him.

He swears that he won't eat this little goblin today, he swears he won't be human!

Feng Qi chased Apple back and forth in the woods, making his body covered with weeds, seeing that he was about to catch that little elf, who would have thought that his halo of decrepitude shrouded him again.

He was actually sucked into an enchantment!

Grass!mud!horse!

Why is there an enchantment in the grass!

This enchantment is not an ordinary enchantment, but a blocking enchantment specially arranged for fighting.

Feng Qi was very unlucky, he just ran into the massacre scene where one sect slaughtered another sect.

The elders of that sect all set up this barrier to prevent those who slipped through the net from escaping, but they certainly didn't expect that innocent people outside would accidentally break in.

Just like Feng Qi...

Feng Qi looked at the Shura field where the blood flowed like a river in front of him, and his whole body was scared to death.

Why!Isn't he just grabbing an apple!Why did you encounter such a scene!

This is no longer a matter of bad luck, but a matter of blood bad luck, eight lifetimes of blood bad luck!

What else can he do in the current situation?The people who were massacred at the scene were at least Golden Core cultivators, and he, a cultivator who proved that his fighting power was scum, would he still want to smash the world and rush up to use violence to control violence?Or rush forward with a look of compassion and tell them that killing people is wrong?

What a joke!

Under the choice of the first two, Feng Qi decisively chose to lie down and pretend to be dead.

He silently walked to a corner, and said to a dead man, "Brother, please borrow some blood."

After finishing speaking, he smeared some blood under the man's neck, and applied it to his face and body.

He wrote Su Sui Nian again and again: "These people are crazy, how can they kill you, the basic friendship between people is gone, but don't worry, I am different from them, I am a very friendly Such a good young man, so if you have a chance to be a ghost in the future, don't come to me, I am very afraid of ghosts."

After that, he lay down beside the dead man, and said to him: "Although I have your blood on me, I am not the one who killed you. Don't get me wrong, don't come to me! , Hey, if you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement."

The dead man didn't speak.

Very well, he agreed.

So Feng Qi pretended to be dead with peace of mind.

This protracted massacre lasted for so long that Feng Qi pretended to be dead and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he found that he was tied up.

The one who bound him was a disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, don't ask him why he knew, because the two disciples had these three big characters clearly pasted on their clothes.

Feng Qi asked them both crying, "Aren't I dead? Why are you still arresting me?"

The two disciples looked at him like an idiot: "You are stupid, monks use divine sense to detect breath, your breath is so strong, you don't look like a dead person."

At this time, another disciple interjected: "And you pretended to be dead and pretended so much that you fell asleep and talked in your sleep."

Feng Qi: "..."

The disciple who spoke earlier smiled and asked, "Do you still remember what you said in your sleep?"

Feng Qi was about to cry because of his stupidity, he shook his head in despair.

The disciple held his stomach and held back a smile and said, "Forget it, I still won't tell you."

After that, the two disciples covered their stomachs and laughed.

Feng Qi looked at the two of them with resentment on his face, Feng Qi hated half-talkers the most in his life.

But they didn't talk about it, and Feng Qi didn't intend to ask, because his life safety can't be guaranteed now.

While the two of them were laughing, Feng Qi released his divine sense to search outside, and found that it was a closed courtyard, which was a bit big, and at least ten spirit beasts were imprisoned inside.

Is this a spirit beast garden?

Feng Qi looked outside, then put his consciousness back and looked in front of him.

It was a simple wooden house, with one bed and one bed, but he didn't sit on the bed, but was tied to the foot of the bed with a fairy lock, his buttocks touching the ground, and it was strangely cool.

Feng Qi didn't understand the current situation, and saw that the two disciples in front of him were both foundation-building practitioners, looking very innocent and easy to deceive.

Then he tried to ask: "Since you found out that I was pretending to be dead, why didn't you kill me?"

The two disciples were fat and thin, but both looked equally ugly.

The thin man replied: "Because we have enmity with Huafu Sect, and you are not from Huafu Sect."

The fat man said: "Also, our Spirit Beast Sect just lacks a dung collector with a golden core cultivation level who can dig out dung for rhinoceros."

"What! Dung diggers! You actually use Jindan monks as dung collectors!"

Feng Qi's expression was as if he had eaten shit.

The thin man said: "You were captured by our Spiritual Beast Sect. It would be good if you didn't kill you, but you still despise it."

The fat man said: "Besides, the rhinoceros is so noble. If you let you dig out the excrement for the rhinoceros, that is the blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes."

Hearing what these two people said, Feng Qi actually felt that it was reasonable.

Isn't it just digging out shit, it's not bad if you don't die.

Not a bad ghost!He also has dignity, okay?

Feng Qi had an aggrieved face, his thoughts were written all over his face.

The fat man was instantly upset when he saw it. With his round fat face, he was as angry as a ball. He said, "Do you think the job of digging out dung is as disgraceful as they do! I'm so pissed off, you Don't you know that there is no distinction between high and low in work!"

Feng Qi looked at the fat man with a complicated face upon hearing this.

The thin man then continued: "And don't you think it is sacred to dig out the excrement of the rhinoceros? It is a rhinoceros, a branch of the dragon, how sacred the dragon is."

The fat man snorted, "Exactly!"

Feng Qi: "..."

Feng Qi said silently: "The rhinoceros is the descendant of the dragon and the rhinoceros?"

How could the dragon still kill the cow?Have you refreshed the three views?

The thin man shook his head and said, "No, it was a long, long time ago when a rhinoceros was pregnant and accidentally drank the river water stained with dragon blood, and gave birth to a rhinoceros."

Feng Qi almost spat out a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood.

Is this tm also a side branch of Shenlong?Can all this be related to Shenlong?This tm doesn't even count as distant relatives!

Feng Qi didn't speak, but the thin man and the fat man seemed to be chatterboxes, and "Balabala" kept talking in his ear.

How powerful the rhinoceros are, why do they want to dig out the dung for the rhinoceros, but the place where the rhinoceros lives is surrounded by barriers. In order to prevent the rhinoceros from escaping, only Jindan monks can move freely in it.

He also said that the dung of the rhinoceros is so precious, it can nourish the spirit grass.

All in all, Feng Qi's ears were filled with the word "dung" after talking a lot.

Finally, near noon, the two let him go.

"In short, having said so much, I just want to tell you that digging out excrement is a very sacred thing."

Feng Qi: "..."

"Okay, let's not say much, let you go out and have a look first."

You have said enough.

The two led Feng Qi out of the cabin. Outside the cabin, an iron cage made of black iron tightly covered the cabin, and there was a barrier visible to the naked eye outside the iron cage to block the place.

This protective barrier is set quite tightly.

The fat man took Feng Qi to the middle of the seven teleportation platforms, pointed to one of the teleportation platforms and said: "Don't look at this courtyard is quite small, but there is an enchantment inside, the space is interlocking, and the land boundary is huge. Don't get lost, you must go through this teleportation platform to reach the residence of the rhinoceros."

Feng Qi was troubled by digging out excrement before, but now seeing these miraculous things, he couldn't help asking curiously: "This teleportation platform leads to the residence of the rhinoceros, so where are the remaining ones? "

The thin man said: "Of course the other few pass through the teleportation arrays where other spirit beasts live. Are you stupid?"

Feng Qi: "..."

The fat man said: "Tell you, your work content, first you have to take this."

Speaking of which, the fat man took out a bag from the storage bag and gave it to Feng Qi, and he said, "This is a dung bag specially made by my uncle to collect the feces of spirit beasts. When you go to the dung pool of the rhinoceros, put the dung in it." Bring it back and it's over, isn't it very simple?"

Feng Qi nodded, but what he was thinking in his heart was——

So when he went to dig out the dung, these two people would not follow him, and these two people would untie him, so wouldn't he be able to take the opportunity to run away?

Thinking of this, Feng Qi couldn't help laughing.

The thin man on the side said quietly: "We will not untie you."

Feng Qi: "..."

After the thin man finished speaking, he tied the other end of the immortal lock to his wrist.

He explained while tying it: "This is the fairy-binding lock specially made by our uncle for prisoners. It can be extended indefinitely, and it can branch out into many branches to bind you firmly when you try to chop it into pieces." Stay, tied like a rice dumpling."

Feng Qi didn't believe it, so he tried it, and then he really turned into a zongzi.

Feng Qi: "..."

Feng Qi resigned to his fate, he said: "Okay, just dig out the dung, but there is one thing I really want to ask."

The fat man replied: "You ask."

Feng Qi: "What the hell did I say in my sleep?"

The thin man replied with a suppressed smile, "Are you sure you want to know?"

Feng Qi: "I'm sure, otherwise I wouldn't be happy digging out shit."

Fatty said that he imitated Feng Qi talking in his sleep, half-closed his eyes and said, "If I die, I won't tell anyone about my bed-wetting when I was ten years old!"

Feng Qi covered his face, feeling hopeless: "Enough, I know."

……

So the unlucky Feng Qi began his career of digging out dung.

On the first day of excavating the feces, Feng Qi was so nauseous that he retched, although the feces were not smelly, they were still as green as jelly