Fantasy: I Become A Saint By Burning Corpses

What happened in Belvedere quickly spread around.

Yunyue Oiran of Yihongyuan is actually a big snake?

Countless men were heartbroken.

The battle between snake demons has been hotly debated by the world.

The one who has been talked about the most is naturally the new holy son of the Shenyin Sect, Jiang Mingxiao.

"If the Holy Son hadn't taken action, I don't know how many people would have died at the hands of that evil beast."

"As expected of the holy son of the Shenyin Sect, as soon as the "Sword of the Sky" came out, the snake demon died instantly."

"I heard that the Beast Core was shattered by the Holy Son's sword."

"Haha, I am lucky enough to be here and witness the Law Manifestation of the Holy Son. He is really awesome and powerful, just like an immortal."

The world said.

During this battle, the new holy son of the Shenyin Sect became famous all over the world, and everyone praised and admired him when he mentioned it.

The feeling of pilgrimage is palpable.

...

Corpsehouse:

Li Ye paced back and forth, the snake demon he had been thinking about was finally dead.

But, would such a big snake be sent to the Corpse Refinery?

If he was sent to the corpse-burning hospital, would he give it to himself?

If you refine it yourself, how high will your skill be?

Li Ye was extremely excited, but also extremely worried.

A Great Monster of this size is so rare. Although it is dead, it is still full of treasures.

Snake skin, snake blood, snake bones, Beast Core, etc. all have great uses.

Li Ye was worried that he would be dealt with internally by Shenyin Sect.

If this happens, this great good fortune will no longer be possible for him.

"You must give it to me."

"Probably give it to me."

Li Ye kept mumbling, and he was circling in the yard like an ant on a hot pot, unable to sleep no matter what.

...

In the blink of an eye, it’s afternoon, the Corpse Refinery:

The deacon in yellow robe said calmly: "Let's draw lots."

Then someone brought a tea cup, and in the cup were several written notes.

The person in charge of the twelve corpse-burning halls did not dare to hesitate. The person in charge of No. 1 Courtyard took the lead, opened the lid of the cup, and took out a note with two fingers.

Slowly unfolded it, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Then came the person in charge of Courtyard No. 2, but he stopped just half a step away, turned back with a joking expression, and said: "Old Wu, how about you come first?"

The scene burst into laughter.

Wu Qing, the person in charge of No. 3 Courtyard, turned red: "How dare you look down on my luck?"

The person in charge of No. 4 Courtyard joked: "Old Wu, look at what you said. I have been caught by you so many times before. Who dares to look down on your luck?"

Other responsible persons joined in:

"That's right. If it weren't for the death of the person who burned the corpse in No. 3 Courtyard, I don't know how many times he would have died."

"Old Wu, you don't have any grudge against this young man. You want to take this opportunity to torture him to death. It's too cruel."

"If that young man knew that you were treating him like this, he would probably transform into a corpse immediately after death, and then come to your room at night and strangle you."

"Haha, I can't imagine how angry he will be by then. He might just become a corpse cultivator."

"Old Wu, you're not going to make a fortune, are you? How do you manage to win every time?"

I'll help you!

Wu Qing suddenly lost control of his face after being teased by everyone, and his face turned blue and red.

He strode forward, passed the person in charge of No. 2 Courtyard, and said as he walked: "Okay, okay, this time I will let you see who wins."

Are you saying that I took revenge and deliberately killed my corpse-burner?

A cheater?

This is really unreasonable.

Can such a thing be paid for? Even if it is worth a thousand, can it be done like this?

Wu Qing was so angry that he opened the lid of the cup and pinched one note after another with his two fingers in the cup.

After switching back and forth, he finally chose a piece of paper with a better feel.

The deacon in yellow robes stood aside. Instead of stopping him, he looked at this scene with a smile.

After the note was taken out, Wu Qing opened a corner. Others cast curious glances, but he quickly closed it again.

"Open it, why not open it?"

"Old Wu, don't you feel guilty?"

"Don't you dare?"

everyone said.

"You... you catch him and shoot him together."

"Oh, Lao Wu, you are really disappointing. Just arrest me. Look, I just opened it. No."

"I do not have either."

"I do not have either."

"I do not have either......"

When all the academician leaders in black spread out the notes in their hands, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became weird.

All eyes immediately focused on Wu Qing.

Old Wu tremblingly opened the note in his hand, and there was a shallow line drawn on it.

"Hahaha, it's you Lao Wu again as expected."

"Old Wu, you are trying to kill your corpse-burners."

"No wonder the corpse burners in your No. 3 Courtyard have suffered the most deaths in recent years. Old Wu, are you really not out of trouble?"

People laughed and joked as much as they could.

I'll help you, uncle.

I'm so free that I have to spend a thousand dollars on something like this?

Is this how Chu Qian works?

Lao Wu cursed in his heart, and then he doubted himself.

Damn it.

Could it be that I am a child of luck? Otherwise, why would I win every time?

See the results are out.

The deacon in yellow robe stepped forward and announced: "Yard No. 3 is served with roast chicken."

Then he looked at Wu Qing approvingly: "Old Wu, you're lucky, teach me another day."

The corners of Wu Qing's mouth twitched.

The deacon comforted him: "Although we are drawing lots this time, the probability of death is low, so please relax."

...

"Boss, what happened? Why are you unhappy?"

"You won't get it again."

"Boss, did you really win?"

The academicians in black in Courtyard No. 3 saw Wu Qing coming out with a depressed look on his face, and they all stepped forward to ask.

"Gungungun, do you think I am willing to win?"

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you get ready?"

Wu Qing cursed.

Damn it, I really hit the mark.

The boss's luck is so bad.

But the corpse-burners can't afford to do this.

Many academicians in black mourned for Li Ye.

I don’t know how many times that kid can hold on.

...

After a lot of suffering, it finally got dark.

Evening falls.

There was a heavy knock on the door, and the food deliveryman came.

Li Ye walked out quickly, and his whole body became energetic.

After waiting all day, he had been waiting for this moment.

squeak!

When the door opened, Li Ye lowered his head and saw a roast chicken and a pot of daughter red on the ground.

What a roast chicken.

Sure enough, it was roast chicken.

It should be a big snake demon.

Li Ye thought to himself.

Roast chicken represents the last meal of the corpse burner. After eating, he will face the fate of being devoured by the murderous corpse.

And right now, there may be no corpse more ferocious than the snake demon.

"But it cannot be ruled out that it is a human corpse."

Li Ye thought to himself.

After all, the snake demon is full of treasures, and the Shenyin Sect should dismantle its body, and it is unlikely that it will be sent here.

Forget it, let nature take its course.

The human corpses are also good.

Li Ye comforted himself and then pulled out the roasted chicken. Unfortunately, he found no information about this task. There were occasional cases of notes stuffed into the chicken's belly.

Li Ye sighed in his heart, and then started eating.

He hadn't eaten anything decent for half a month. He had a bite of roast chicken and a bite of daughter's red wine, and his mouth was full of oil.

After eating and drinking, the night turned completely dark.

There were rapid footsteps outside the door.

Li Ye had a keen sense and heard the movement immediately.

So, he walked out of the room and happened to see two corpse carriers carrying a stretcher and delivering a body.

The corpse was dripping with blood. The blood turned the shroud scarlet red, and blood dripped from the corners of the cloth.

Flowed all the way.

Oh, this man is miserable enough.

Li Ye showed a surprised expression.

boom!

The bearer carried the corpse into the cremation hall. This time he did not put it on the ground, but carried it to the cremator with difficulty, and then left in a hurry.

Wow!

Immediately afterwards, dozens of academicians in black poured into the courtyard like a tide, then closed the door, separated on both sides, and surrounded the entire No. 3 courtyard.

A posture of preparedness.

"let's start."

Wu Qing said in a deep voice to Li Ye who was lost in thought.

I don’t know if it was because of his conscience, but he spoke again and reminded Li Ye for the first time: “Hurry!”