Am I human? [Live]

Five months later, Master Xumu led a group of foundation-building disciples to set off from Xuanxinzong to Tianyuan Jianzong one month in advance. On the way, Xuanxinzong disciples will go through some experiences in advance to enrich their actual combat experience and open up the secret realm. prepare for.

Yun Chuan was also in the queue, he knew very well that Master Xu Mu had a hundred ways to kill himself during this process.A genius is more dangerous than an ordinary monk to fight against Master Xumu, let alone a genius who is of no benefit to Master Xumu.

People in Qinghong Realm pay attention to cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots. Since they have a bad relationship with Yun Chuan, they will kill him before he grows up, otherwise they will have a strong opponent in the future.

Before Yun Chuan left Xuanxin Sect, he asked the sect master to buy several magic weapons for protection. It would be no problem to resist one or two attacks from Yuanying cultivator, but this is just to add a little vitality. It is impossible for Master Xumu to attack after one or two attacks powerless.

Worried about his own life, Yun Chuan acted in a high-profile manner in the team led by Master Xumu, playing hypocritical, arrogant, and arrogant all day long, and had a sense of presence in front of the 29 foundation-building stage disciples in the team.

Everyone knew Yun Chuan's whereabouts and movements, even if Master Xu Mu wanted to get rid of him secretly, he had to plan a suitable opportunity.

The distance between Xuanxin Sect and Tianyuan Sword Sect is long, and there are inevitably deserted places in the middle, but there are also many towns, both mortal towns and towns dominated by practitioners. Yunchuan and others arrived on the tenth day after they set off. In a town of mortals.

The content of the experience on the road includes but is not limited to: hunting monsters, collecting spiritual plants, comparing each other's fighting skills, etc. On the surface, it is very peaceful and peaceful.

But this time was different. From a distance, Yun Chuan found that there was a vague and dead energy floating above the mortal towns here.The other foundation-building stage monks in the team were not strong enough to feel this yin energy, so he glanced at the figure of Xumu Zhenjun Fei in the front row, and he didn't make any indication as if he didn't notice it.

Yun Chuan couldn't figure out whether Master Xumu wanted to test his disciples so that he didn't react, or he just set up a trick in this city to design himself, so he put on all his energy.

According to the rules of going out to practice, the senior monks who lead the team will generally not intervene until the disciples encounter life-threatening incidents.

Everyone quickly flew to the town, jumped off their flying swords and stepped into the city gate.

As they got closer, the dead air in the city became more and more intense, and even other monks noticed something was wrong.

"Why is there no one guarding the city? There is something strange here, everyone be careful." In the team, a man who was in the late stage of foundation establishment and had some prestige among the disciples on weekdays said.

He has long hair and high beams, is dressed in a green shirt, has thick eyebrows, big eyes and a Chinese character face. His face is upright and serious. His name is Guan Lichang.

"Go and find out what's different in the city." Zhenjun Xumu ordered at this time.

All the disciples took orders and walked inside the city gate.

"Yun Chuan, you are the suzerain's direct disciple, so you don't have to go. Just wait here with me." Yun Chuan, who was walking in the front of the line, was called to stop.

Although he felt that it was impossible for Xumu Zhenjun to do something at this time, so that everyone would know that something happened to Yun Chuan when he was with him, but Yun Chuan was not willing to listen to him.

Isn't it just deliberately creating class conflicts between myself and other disciples, so that everyone will hate me, and if something happens, no one will care, and it will be easier to get rid of myself.

Yun Chuan was not as good as he wanted.

What's the point of being arrogant and domineering with the little disciples? The real arrogance is to fight against the famous people.

"Thank you Xumu Zhenjun for your kindness, but the master let me practice a lot, I can't hide behind just because I'm his old man's apprentice, I'd better go with all the senior brothers, so as not to be reprimanded when I go back."

What Yun Chuan said was not a problem at first glance, but Master Xumu couldn't do anything to him on the surface, so he could only agree with it with a straight face.

Although the other disciples were not surprised, they still couldn't help marveling in their hearts again, leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, it is good to have a high-ranking master, how dare they speak in such a tone to Nascent Soul Qi Da Neng.

A group of people entered the city, and found that the city was even more desolate, with closed houses and no pedestrians, and many people had white cloths hanging outside their doors, eaves were dilapidated, paper money was scattered on the street, and the wind blew several people away. The piece of paper money was blown up, and then fell lightly to the ground.

"How did this place become like this? I came here six years ago. Although most of the people who come and go in the city are mortals, it can be called bustling and lively." A monk wondered.

"Prosperity? With the current appearance, it seems that the people in the city are almost dead."

Everyone walked along the main street while discussing, but saw an unimaginable scene. Coffins were scattered here and there on the street. Most of the coffins were closed, and some coffins and even the coffin lids were lying on the side. It's empty.

"There are coffins everywhere, these mortals have switched to selling coffins?" Someone whispered.

There seemed to be something in those tightly closed coffins, and Yun Chuan could feel the smoldering energy inside, he took two steps forward and lifted one of the coffins.

Guan Lichang hurriedly shouted: "Junior Brother Yunchuan!".

He stretched out a hand trying to stop it, but stayed in midair in vain.

After the lid was opened, a puff of black air came out of the coffin, carrying the stench of corpses and coldness, like the smell of death, floating around.

Yun Chuan covered his nose, waved away the black air, and looked into the coffin.

Empty.

But he clearly felt something inside just now.

Only now did Yun Chuan turn his head around and asked Guan Lichang, "What is senior calling me for?"

Guan Lichang withdrew his hand silently: "It's nothing, this place is very weird, I want to remind my junior to be careful."

"I'm fine, but you guys have to be careful." Yun Chuan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, not forgetting to maintain his personality at all times, and he seemed to be smiling on the surface.

Sure enough, he saw a few monks in the team secretly showing disdain and disdain, and Yun Chuan didn't care.

He kindly reminded him that he knew his own strength, coupled with a magical weapon, it would not be so easy to get the way, this group of disciples in the foundation period is different, without backers and backers, if they really encounter danger, they are playing with their fate .

Guan Lichang nodded as a response.

When Yun Chuan opened the first coffin, the yin qi surging in the surrounding coffins disappeared, but Yun Chuan opened a few more coffins at random, all of which were filled with black air, and there was nothing in the coffins. .

"Strange, what are these black air?"

"I have a little guess, but it doesn't seem to fit the current situation." Guan Lichang frowned and thought.

Everyone urged him to speak quickly, he pondered for a moment, and said: "This black air is a bit like the ghost king's method of refining corpses and souls."