Xian Miao does not want to fly

Frequent lower bounds will greatly damage anger.

You have been refusing to accept the duties of the Juggernaut, how long do you think Sioux City can bear you?

If I can't find my way, if I can't find the person I'm looking for, then what's the point of longevity?

Qiao Mo's heart beat fast.

The atmosphere on the altar was tense, Su Jing smashed the glass bottle, and Qian Zhun was stunned for a moment, then laughed twice.

"It turns out that the master respects him, and he doesn't care about anyone."

"It's none of my business that Su Cheng cares about who doesn't." Su Jing spread his hands, "I don't care, and I don't care here, what is going on with these people, after all, in my opinion, trust you, they obey desires, and make choices that no one forces them to."

Qian Zhun was only stunned for a moment just now, and then resumed his vicious expression: "Since you don't care, then pretend you haven't seen these, anyway, these mortals..."

"But there is a guy who cares," Su Jing interrupted him, "he thinks all this is his own fault, he has been afraid of it all the time, he is afraid, but he doesn't run away, so I am here now, not so much Because of Su Cheng's order, it's better to let him see the truth and help him solve this problem."

Qian Zhun didn't want to care about who he was talking about, so he asked with a cold face: "Okay, so you have to take care of this matter?"

Su Jing smiled: "There is no way, who made that guy a dead-headed person who likes to be serious."

Qian Zhun smiled: "Aren't you afraid that you will be in danger?"

Su Jing raised his chin: "Based on you two alchemists?"

As we all know, Danxiu has no fighting power.

"Danxiu, yes, Danxiu, the weak and incompetent Danxiu," Qian Zhun said with a laugh, "When you despise Danxiu, have you never thought that a single Danxiu in Sucheng can cover the sky with one hand in the Tianyin Realm?"

"Of course, I will investigate the matter of Sucheng when I go back. What you said out of your mouth is still your own guess. Who knows what the truth is."

Qian Zhun sneered: "Then you have to make sure you can go back."

Su Jing narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Su Jing, I've analyzed the pros and cons with you, and I've told you the good things. It seems that you want to toast instead of fine wine." Qian Zhun extended his right hand to the people who were frozen and kneeling under the altar, "although You didn't go through the Returning Dust Spring, but I guess, the lower realm path you took is limited by time and place, right?"

Su Jing looked at him coldly.

"First of all, the Dao of Heaven cannot tolerate a cultivator with too high a cultivation base, so our lower realms will all be reduced in strength, and you probably only have [-]% to [-]% of your strength now, which is equivalent to your cultivation base before you ascended, right? And in the same way, the way of heaven does not allow everyone who ascends to the Heavenly Yin Realm to stay in the lower realm for too long, so no matter how you descend to the lower realm, unless you remove your godhead, it is impossible to stay in the lower realm forever and indefinitely "Qian Zhun stretched out his left hand and raised two fingers, "Secondly, the reason why your secret path is a secret is that it cannot be accessed by anyone like Huichenquan, so its entrance and exit must be fixed, only Only Su Cheng and the Su family know. Then, that is to say, if I can drag you here forever, you will never go back to Tianyin Realm, I heard—"

Qian Zhun showed a malicious smile: "If a person who has ascended stays in the lower world for a long time, very bad things will happen, so there will be Huichen Spring and Yujue, but it is a pity that Huichen Spring does not have you The lower bound record, then naturally you will not be recalled in advance."

"Clap clap".

Su Jing clapped his hands: "Fellow Daoist Qian, were you a fast catcher before you entered Taoism? You can guess like that."

"Aren't you just guessing, and you'll know if you try it?" Qian Zhun was confident, "If the news about Chunnian is correct, you have been in the lower realm for more than two months now, right? According to the distribution of difficulty and flow rate, as far as I have observed, there is no one that can stay for more than three months."

"It's true that you stay at Huichen Spring every day," Su Jing sighed, "But, are you so sure that you can hold me back?"

Qian Zhun lowered his head and smiled: "Su Jing, it's not you who hold me back."

When he grabbed it with his right hand, painful expressions appeared on the faces of those frozen mortals. Qian Zhun actually wanted to directly strip the souls of these people!

Xu Chunnian was startled: "Master! You have to think twice!"

"At first, I wanted to take their souls step by step, but," Qian Zhun said with a maddened look on his face, "Su Jing, it's because you refused to cooperate that accelerated their death! The cold bones formed by mortals Dead bodies are easy to deal with, but if there are too many rats, they can also kill elephants!"

Those who are trapped by the spell cannot move, but the pain of the soul being pulled out of the body is beyond the five senses.

Their faces became more and more distorted.

"Master!" Xu Chunnian rushed forward and hugged Qian Zhun's arm to stop him anxiously, "You have considered my disciple's retreat by doing this! The Cultivation Alliance has already become suspicious of my disciple. If you do this, most of the mortals in the capital will die because of your request." God's Great Ceremony, disciple, disciple will be labeled as an evil cultivator and hunted down by the Cultivation League!"

Qian Zhun pushed Xu Chunnian away, and said coldly: "You are really unworthy apprentice. If the teacher hadn't specially stolen half of the godhead from Tianyin Realm for you to help you practice, do you think you can have today? Now you are just asking you to replace it." Sacrifice a little for the teacher, just die like this..."

Qian Zhun's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at his right arm in disbelief. The arm was already on his body, but fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from the smooth wound!

Su Jing put away Qingfeng in his hand, and said with a smile: "All conspiracies and schemes are nonsense in the face of absolute strength."

Su Jing's sword intent can be majestic, or it can be silent. When Qian Zhun and Xu Chunnian were entangled, the sword intent had already swung out, cutting off Qian Zhun's right hand that was performing the spell.

For a cultivator, cutting off a hand is not a problem.

As soon as Qian Zhun stretched out his left hand, the right arm that had rolled on the ground flew to his left hand. He took the arm and hit the broken arm, and poured the medicine on it. After a while, the broken arm returned to its original state.

But the spirit pulse cannot recover so quickly.

"You hurt my spirit veins so that I can't continue to cast spells, but what's the use?" Qian Zhun said calmly, "It's already started."

Su Jing and Xu Chunnian looked up and found that outside the crowd around the altar, there were a few wobbly figures who got rid of the magic spell and stood up, biting the person who was pinned in front!

Xu Chunnian was so frightened that he immediately lifted the spell: "Run!"

But mortals had just been dispelled, and looked at the few people on the altar in a daze, and no one took the lead to ask them to shout blessings. Everyone was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"what!"

"what is this!"

"Help!"

There were screams one after another, breaking the confused tranquility, but the closer the people were to the inner circle, the less they knew what was going on. Everyone, if you look at me, you don't even know what's going on.

Those who suffered first in the outermost circle discovered something was wrong.

"There are monsters... monsters! Run, everyone!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

"What? A monster?"

"Where did the monster come from? What monster?"

"Is the God Invitation Ceremony over? What happened just now? Brother Liu? What's wrong with you? What are you doing...ah!"

If the "plague" in Fuhua Town can be fought by mortals themselves, then the "living dead" here is not at a level that mortals can fight against.

The cyan sword shadow shuttled through the crowd, looking at those crazy people, but it seemed to be slashing on some iron wall.

Su Jing immediately realized that this is the same bone corpse as Li Chengnian!

The emperor of the Southern Kingdom got up from the ground and rushed towards Su Jing, who was kicked away by Su Jing, but soon, he stood up unsteadily again, and rushed towards Xu Chunnian who was closest to him.

Xu Chunnian was so frightened that he had no way to defend himself. He could only scramble and scramble to avoid the attack. Fortunately, the bone corpse didn't know how to think, and rushed towards the angry crowd under the altar.

Xu Chunnian trembled: "Master...what did you do!"

With a smile on the corner of Qian Zhun's mouth, he looked at Su Jing who flew into the crowd and used his spirit sword to kill those mortals who had turned into corpses one by one.

"Human souls not only have anger, but also resentment. Demons and obsessions are the best resentment spawners," Qian Zhun said with a smile. , it’s not bad to use it here.”

Xu Chunnian looked down and Su Jing yelled at Lu Chun to take the living away. Lu Chun is a half-baked swordsman. His gorgeous spirit sword doesn't work against these living dead who look like cold bone corpses, so he can only pull Lu Rui. Greeting the people who have not yet turned into living dead, they smashed the magic weapon and squeezed out. Su Jing was in front, and Qing Feng overturned a bunch of living dead with his sword intent, opening a way for them.

Xu Chunnian touched the cyan lotus seal between his eyebrows.

Back then, he was a furnace boy in the sect. He was bullied and thrown out of the mountain gate half-dead. He was holding the old medicine pestle that he secretly brought out from the sect. He entered the Tao in order to become those medicine immortals and medical sages, but only after he entered the door did he realize that his aptitude was low-grade, and there was no way to reach such a height. When he was dying, he saw the faint fluorescence of the medicine pestle in a trance, When he came back to his senses, he found a man standing in front of him. The man picked up the medicine pestle in his hand and said that it was an old thing I used. You and I are destined to be my envoy.

Only later did he know that this person was called Qian Zhun, and he was a Danxiu who had already ascended.

He not only became his envoy, but also worshiped him as his teacher and became his apprentice.

Qian Zhun really treated him kindly. Xu Chunnian's aptitude was not good. He got half of his godhead from somewhere to improve his aptitude. In the Tianyin realm, even so, he is very satisfied, because with this half of the godhead, his path of cultivation has indeed been much smoother.

But Qian Zhun’s request for him is far from the path he wants to take. Qian Zhun suspects that he is full of kindness, but he says that I want to be a Danxiu who can cure diseases and save people. What's more, you have to die yourself, so you still worry about others?

Everyone is mortal, so what Qian Zhun pursues is the way of immortality.

When Qian Zhun told him about the plan at the beginning, Xu Chunnian was a little hesitant, but Qian Zhun couldn't hold back Qian Zhun said that the lifespan of a mortal is short, and it makes no difference whether an ant is trampled to death today or run over by a carriage tomorrow of.But if you die yourself, it's about your vital interests.

So he reluctantly agreed to the plan, and kept telling lies to deceive mortals. More and more people believed in him. He gradually liked the feeling of being surrounded and believed. A message came from the north, saying that He was so far away from the plague and the living dead. To him, the living dead were just a noun and a number. There were so many towns in the southern country, let alone various villages. It was nothing if there were one or two villages missing.

Some things, once you start, get used to it, and benefit, then the previous persistence will be the same.

But now, the bloody tragedy described in various secret reports and written in words is vividly displayed in front of Xu Chunnian's eyes.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the two little angels "Pan's Satan" and "Sunny Qin" for their nutrient solution, thank you!

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Qian Zhun: Sign a contract with me and become a magical boy!