I just want to be a quiet man

A man in linen shoes with long hair hanging loose, without any decorations on his body, except for a long sword with a black scabbard on his back, the man and the sword seem to be one, the sword is not out of the sheath, and the sword's intent has already soared into the sky!

The last one was a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes with silver hair.Surrounded by green pearls, it is graceful and elegant.Although the head full of black hair has turned into the color of frost and snow in the years, but the face is still eighteen, like the skin of flawless jade, shining brightly, and the eyebrows and eyes are reminiscent of the blooming flowers in the late spring and early summer. The flower forest, overlooking the beauty and tranquility of the distant mountains through the sparkling waves.

Her complexion is greasy and her beauty is peerless. Although she wears a skirt with a moon and a ring, she does not conceal her grace at all, which makes people forget to eat.

She stood with her sleeves folded, with a dignified posture showing a bit of majesty. When she danced with her lapels, a jade harp engraved with runes floated beside her. The strings were like ice crystals, and the frame was like jade carvings. halo.

The ancestors of the nine sects are here!

Without any communication, the nine patriarchs each occupied a position and surrounded the blood-colored coffin.

In a moment, an extraordinarily huge thunder struck down, and before the dull thunder sound could be heard, the terrifying mana surged all over the bodies of the nine patriarchs in an instant, and at the same time they pinched the magic formula.

"Kakakakaka..."

The majestic force was superimposed layer upon layer in the mid-air, rolling towards the blood-colored coffin overwhelmingly. Accompanied by tooth-piercing movements, the lid of the fallen fairy's coffin finally began to move.

The scarlet coffin lid began to close at an imperceptible speed.

After a moment, "Click."

With a soft sound, the open seam on the blood-colored coffin was completely closed.

The darkness flowing out of the gap stopped immediately.

As the formula continued, the blood-colored coffin was suspended for a moment, and finally sank slowly into the ground.

At this time, the nine patriarchs secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They originally thought that since this fallen fairy was on the verge of waking up, he must already have a part of his sober will.

A fallen fairy in such a state, even though most of the power of the body is still sealed, still has the strength to be infinitely close to that of a fairy!

So before coming, all of them have already prepared for a fierce battle!

But what I didn't expect was that after doing it, I realized that the fallen fairy's whole state was in a daze, without a trace of sober will at all, and what he did was completely inexplicable!

Right now, the nine of them have already killed each other's lair, and began to re-seal their bodies.

As a result, the Fallen Immortal ignored them, and was still concentrating on chasing and killing a Huashen junior.

Even, after the junior Huashen hid in Yousu's tomb, he even dispatched a large number of crazy demons carrying his chaotic will, directly blocking the outside of Yousu's tomb!

Now at the Yousu Tomb, I thought that the Eternal Night Desert would take the initiative to start a war, and there were already a large number of ghosts fighting with the chaotic will of the Fallen Immortal...

boom!

The blood-colored coffin completely fell into the ground where the original seal was originally sealed. On the open space between the nine stone pillars, bursts of light shimmered from the broken lines. At a slow speed, it is automatically repaired.

The patriarchs immediately took out various treasures of heaven and earth and threw them into the formation below.

The formation quickly devoured these treasures of heaven and earth, and the radiance became brighter for a while, and the speed of automatic repair skyrocketed in an instant.

It didn't take long for the complicated large formation to recover completely. After all the formation patterns flickered several times, they gradually went out, and the entire ground returned to normal.

This time the seal is completely completed!

Seeing that things were going so smoothly, the Patriarch of Jiuyi Mountain said indifferently: "It's done."

Patriarch Su Zhentian said softly, "Now, as long as we get rid of all the madmen outside the Eternal Night Desert, there will be no serious problems."

"Such trifles." Patriarch "Dark Blood" said in a cold voice, "Leave it to the children!"

The other patriarchs nodded slightly.

The next moment, the nine figures gradually disappeared like a scroll washed by water.

After a while, there was no one between the stone pillars.

rumbling...

Above the sky, the tribulation thunder suddenly fell.

The purple-cyan lightning rushed along the chain and sank into the ground.

The surrounding darkness permeates like substance, and the whispers are like spring silkworms biting leaves, endless.

Under the dark curtain, there were intermittent rustling sounds, and occasionally there was the sound of insects killing and devouring each other, coming in bursts...

Everything is back to the beginning.

Chapter 30: Living!

a day later.

Tsuchiya.

[Mist of the Nether Sky] filled the air with substantial darkness, covering the entire open space.

In the room, Fu Xuanxu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, not daring to waste any time in his cultivation, his aura had already returned to its peak.

In the other corner, there was a figure in a black robe surrounded by layers of endless hatred, venom, and curses. It was Pei Ling!

Suddenly, all the hatred, venom, and curses began to shrink sharply, and finally returned to a condensed white mist, suspended in front of him.

Pei Ling immediately played one complicated and treacherous formula after another.

This wisp of white mist gradually transformed into painful human faces, screaming silently, crazy, grotesque, ferocious, twisted... struggling hysterically.

The human faces are like fleeting images, quickly piled up, and soon tens of thousands, uncountable.

They floated out of the white mist one by one, and in an instant, they completely surrounded Pei Ling again. All faces stared at Pei Ling, and all kinds of crazy eyes fell on Pei Ling. .

A cold and violent atmosphere permeated the air like a tide.

Layers of frost condensed on the ground, and in the void, there was a sense of coldness, as if the next moment, countless extremely cold snowflakes would fall.

At this time, Pei Ling finally played the last spell. All the faces stopped screaming and struggling instantly. After that, the whistling converged and turned into a simple and strange ancient rune.

Pei Ling suddenly opened his mouth, and the rune was immediately swallowed by him.

After swallowing the rune, Pei Ling's lips moved, as if uttering a word, but no sound came out.

The next moment, a cold, vicious, powerful and terrifying curse sank into the ground silently.

The ground was as calm as before, without any reaction.

At the same time, in the dream, a system notification sounded in Pei Ling's ears: "Ding dong! This cultivation has been completed, thank you host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-key trusteeship, soaring without worry! Looking forward to your sharing of cultivation evaluation, If you are satisfied, please give a five-star praise..."

He immediately regained control of his body, and the cultivation of [Ten Thousand Souls Curse] was completed!

Seeing that the ghosts in the dream were still gathered outside the house, and they were not affected by the [Ten Thousand Souls Curse] at all, Pei Ling frowned. He had no idea who the system was cursing for him this time!

The situation is not good!

[Ten Thousand Souls Curse] is an offensive curse. When the system is practicing this type of spell, it will directly select the strongest target on the spot to shoot.

He deliberately chose to practice this curse at this time because there happened to be a lot of ghosts outside.

But in the current situation... the system didn't pay attention to those ghosts in the void return period!

This is probably the same as last time in the Desert of Eternal Night, the system helped him curse an unknown terrifying existence!

Realizing this, Pei Ling immediately took a deep breath, and wanted to continue practicing [Usage to Carry the Way], but now, there is no time for that, so he has to leave quickly.

Otherwise, once the existence cursed by the system comes to his door, he will be completely finished!

Right now, only the will of the true immortal in the teahouse can cover his whereabouts for him.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling didn't hesitate at all, and immediately shifted his consciousness from the "Dream of the Underworld" to the present world.

the present.

Tsuchiya.

In the darkness, Pei Ling suddenly opened his eyes, and quickly suppressed all the [Dark Dreams] around him.

At the same time, he could clearly perceive that there was an indescribable but extremely close relationship between himself and the earthen house he was in. It seemed that he was already the owner of this place!

It's just that time is running out now, and the control of the earthen house will be inherited in the future, but now it is important to escape!

Thinking about it this way, [Mist of the Nether Sky] was like a river rewinding, and within a short while, it was all taken back into the body by Pei Ling, and there was no darkness in the earthen house. On the confession case, two oil lamps were quietly burning. There is still less than half of the lamp oil.

The melons and fruits used as offerings are still fresh, with a soft luster, like pearls and jade, which is particularly attractive.

The household items are arranged neatly, and the farm tools hanging on the wall cast heavy and peaceful shadows.

All the Pei Ling and Fu Xuanxu carved out of those earthen houses have all disappeared.

With a thought in Pei Ling's mind, the simple wooden door opened automatically.

At the same time, he sent a voice transmission: "Let's go!"

At this moment, Fu Xuanxu had already reacted. Hearing Pei Ling's sound transmission, he quickly stopped practicing, and responded without any nonsense: "Okay!"

The two immediately fled towards the gate.

They easily escaped from the earthen house without being hindered in the slightest.

Outside the house, the originally empty ground was crowded with people and all kinds of ghosts stood there.

A warrior with a fierce breath, a scholar with a fan holding a cold and erratic, a pregnant woman pulling a child, an old man coughing on a stick, a girl with a lantern in a graceful figure, an old woman with a kind face on a basket, a human skin drum, embroidery Silk shoes, withered trees, shadows with a human head and a snake body... exactly the same as in the dream!

Fu Xuanxu's complexion changed suddenly, there are so many Void-Returning ghosts gathered here!

He took out Mu Ruyi in an instant, ready to fight to the death.

At this time, a group of ghosts had also just awakened, and their bodies were full of yin energy, gathering here, as if they were real things.

Many cold and tyrannical eyes swept across Pei Ling, and then all locked on Fu Xuanxu.

The [Forbidden Breath Art] given by Mo Lilan is mainly used to lock the vitality in Yousu Tomb, so that it will not be assimilated into the dead by Yousu Tomb, and it can avoid the detection of ghosts... But it is necessary to avoid the The frontal contact of ghosts.

Right now, the two of them have been directly face to face with this large group of ghosts.

Pei Ling was able to deceive these ghosts after taking away the lives of the "people", but it was impossible for Fu Xuanxu to continue to cover up the identity of the living by relying on the [Forbidden Breathing Art] alone!

All the ghosts stared straight at Fu Xuanxu, with great hatred growing all over their bodies.

Without any warning, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, and immediately revealed a bloodthirsty, excited, and ecstatic smile.

The martial artist opened his mouth, between the sharp white teeth, there was blood dripping from the flesh, and his tone was cold: "A living person!"

The scholar's eyes turned red in an instant, sharp fangs sprouted quickly on his black lips, and he said greedily, "Fresh flesh and blood!"

The pregnant woman said grimly: "Food!"

The old man coughed violently: "Cough cough cough... rare... food cough cough cough... food!!"

The girl lightly raised the lantern in her hand, as if she wanted to illuminate Fu Xuanxu more clearly: "Mine!"

"mine!"

"It should be mine!"

"'Crowd' is here, one food can become many servings, and we share them equally!"

"Okay, even split!"

"I just want the head!"

"I want the left arm!"

"I want the right arm!"

"I want a torso!"

"I want a heart..."

While discussing in a hurry, all the ghosts have already directly attacked.

Chapter 31: A Line of Sight.

The warrior slashed down with his saber, the blade's edge flickered with cold light, and the Yin Qi roared like a substance, and the sound of countless ghost cries suddenly sounded, and shadows of smoky and vicious faces emerged from the blade, slashing towards Pei Ling and Fu Xuanxu blatantly.

The pregnant woman was like a big belly that was about to give birth, split from the middle in an instant, turned into a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and enveloped the two of them.

When the dead trees are snapped, they turn into ten or ten, and in an instant, the open space in front of the earthen house has turned into a huge withered forest.All the trees are strangely shaped, twisted and weird, exactly the same, and it is completely unclear to tell the difference between the south, the east, and the north!

At the same time, a gloomy wind blew up, and various means of other ghosts were sacrificed one after another. For a while, the scene that came into view was obscure and gloomy, as if covered with a layer of gray-black veil, and the cold aura surged wildly. In the middle of the sky, gray-black snowflakes suddenly fell.

With so many terrifying spells, they rushed towards the two of them like a stormy sea. Pei Ling and Fu Xuanxu were like a flat boat between the mountains and waves.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling's complexion did not change at all, and he immediately took out a banner with black patterns on the blood background.