[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

In Xiaoyangchun, the third day of Zichun, the weather is getting warmer, the herds of beasts are restless, and the upper and lower air organs in Yinchuan are mixed and confused. A 30-year cycle of chaos is about to break out in this huge land boundary.

In this chaos, the monster beasts that have not activated their intelligence are the most numerous, followed by mortals, and the third is human cultivators and demon cultivators, and the least is probably the demonic cultivators who have mixed in... the number of adjacent two The gap is ten thousand to one, or even more exaggerated.

By the time Wu Yuxi emerged from the phoenix tree, Miao Xuan had already reached the border of the Yan Kingdom. Not only that, but in order to be able to enter the camp of a middle-level family, he also exchanged the medicinal materials he had prepared for a few middle-level people. The vassal quota of the small family of the aristocratic family - in short, bought with money.

The siege and enslavement of human cultivators against demon cultivators is a war between monks, and according to past experience and practice, the casualty rate of human cultivators will not be low, and most of the dead monks are children of small and medium-sized families.

Therefore, in this special period, it is possible for casual cultivators to infiltrate small families...as long as they have enough cultivation, can afford the price, and are willing to pay for their lives for the family.

In the mainstream values ​​of Renxiu, the status of casual cultivators is lower than that of ordinary people. There are many people who voluntarily become slaves of aristocratic families. The competition for this status can be described as fierce, and the knowledge in it is extremely deep.

When Miao Xuan just rebelled against the White Clan and became a casual cultivator, he was like a runaway young lady who went to the vegetable market. In order to understand these interpersonal practices and casual cultivator rules, he spent several years of hard work, and the records recorded by the small system Heaped up high.

Miao Xuan sighed with emotion about the glorious years, and then took out a stack of green iron-colored plaques: "Okay, then we will be the disciples of the Wang family. Everyone, remember the new identity, and carry this nameplate with you."

"Xiao Ke and Shusou don't have to worry, as long as you don't meet monks who are wandering in the realm of the emptiness, no one will be able to see your identities."

Old Man Shu respectfully said, "Thank you sir."

Nan Ke solemnly said, "Understood, Master."

Wu Yuxi understood: "It should be fine to put it in the storage bag... Ah, I haven't thrown away Wu's nameplate yet."

Hu Wudou burst into tears: "Master, Father loves me again—why I didn't!!!"

Miao Xuan patted his head affectionately: "Because of the Wuming Sword, I am very poor and can't afford the fifth one."

Hu Wudou squeezed tears from his narrowed eyes: "Woo... Master buy it for me, the devil is very rich, you can use this reimbursement to blackmail him!"

Miao Xuan directly ignored this suggestion, and said kindly: "There are still two big heaven and earth gates here, Wudou, you can go directly to Moxiu, anyway, you still have Cang Qi's token and mark on you, or I will send you there?"

The system who watched everything from the sidelines sighed, there was Yin Zhao in the front and Hu Wudou in the back, of course this stepmother and biological mother are incomparable, how can other people's apprentices be as close as their own disciples.

Besides, Hu Wudou is still a serious demon cultivator after all, and he sent a message to the dog two days ago...

Miao Xuan did what he said, so he went to the nearest Sichuan Customs with the little hapless boy that day, and after a lot of effort, he finally found the gathering place of the demon cultivators.

This camp can be said to be very dilapidated, and the disguise is even simpler than the caves of casual cultivators in the boundary. There is even a dirty stone tablet of "Nine Markets" at the door, and they are not afraid of the wind flashing their tongues at all.

Going too far... Is this style of camp really okay?

With such doubts in mind, Miao Xuan directly entered the "Nine Cities" and found that the cooperation of the masses inside was even worse.

There are quite a lot of shops in the "Nine Cities", and the trading items are disguised as scrap metal, but none of the demon cultivators gathered here have the consciousness of sneaking into other worlds and needing to disguise, and this group of people are crowded in their respective shops In front of the stall, everyone stared at Miao Xuan and Hu Wudou with wide-eyed eyes.

Miao Xuan: ...

Small System: What is this crowd gathering?Aren't they afraid of being spotted by other casual cultivators?

Miao Xuan: ...Who knows, maybe there are no casual practitioners in this poor place at all.

However, most of these unprofessional magicians are neutral yellow and friendly green, and Miao Xuan's intuition did not sound the alarm, so he calmly entered the center of the "nine cities".

——Don't look at the dilapidated appearance here, in fact, every layout is a formation, and it is still inherited from the ancient magic cultivator, and the direct descendants of the white clan may not be able to tell it in person.

As soon as Miao Xuan stepped into the most central building, a beautiful woman Xiu came up to her gracefully. She was wearing a hot wrap dress, but her posture was very solemn and respectful.

The female cultivator didn't even need Miao Xuan to take out the token, she just bowed when she saw the two of them, her posture was extremely low: "It turns out that you are here... If you need anything, please give me your instructions." Seven

Seeing that it was Cang Qi's handwriting, Miao Xuan immediately decided to find an opportunity to "thank" him well. He took a deep breath and lifted Hu Wudou: "Leave this child to you first."

The nun didn't even look at Hu Wudou, but said to Miao Xuan respectfully: "Yes, please put it here...Are you leaving now? Don't you want a cup of tea? We have top-quality white wine from Weiruiye Yulu."

There are top-level spiritual food in the demon cultivator's gathering place, which sounds outrageous, Miao Xuan reluctantly declined, and then ran away immediately.

Miao Xuan didn't know that the moment he stepped out of the "Nine City", all the probing magicians almost returned to their places together, continuing their professional disguise.

——It's not that they don't know how to disguise, but the situation is special.

Seeing the back of the master leaving, the spiritual disciple Hu Wudou wiped his tear-free eye sockets, and before he could hurt the spring and the autumn, the nun in the black skirt directly pierced the disguise of this little brat: "Ah yo, Hu Xiaolang Jun, this is a failure of your apprenticeship ~ you were returned directly."

Hu Wudou pretended to be strong, and smiled back not to be outdone: "Oh, Mrs. Lou, this is Wumingjian's performance of valuing me. If it weren't for my heart for Master and the three major clans of the demon world, Wumingjian would have rejected me many times. Take it under the door, teach it carefully...you just watch."

"Just you...?" The female cultivator chuckled softly, she was so charming and charming, she was completely different from the respectful woman a quarter of an hour ago, she shaved her nails, "This nameless sword is really amazing, such a romantic person, Let alone in the Demon Realm, it’s hard to find in the Human Realm, so it’s no wonder the Lord... Hey.”

Hu Wudou: ...

Hu Wudou with his hands on his hips: "What's the matter with you? None of you look like you've seen the world, that is, Wumingjian doesn't care, and if someone else repairs you, you will all be exposed!"

"This...Of course it's because of the rare opportunity, while...we have to see and see quickly." The female nun was vague and gestured with a smile, "Who doesn't want to know about the Lord... What do you think? .”

"What are you talking about! He's here too?!" Hu Wudou was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale with shock, and he wanted to run away immediately.

The female cultivator grabbed him and said, "Where are you running, Cang Shiro~ Follow me to see the master."

*

On the sixth day of Zichun, the restless monsters finally couldn't stand the hibernation. They came out of their nests and ran amok aimlessly. Especially the mixing of magic breath and spiritual breath made Yinchuan feel like a purgatory.

Wu Yuxi was mixed among Wang's Taoist soldiers, accompanied by Nan Ke and Shusou, and Master Xiao disappeared again, leaving them to fight together on the front line.

This time, Yuxi is no longer holding a wooden sword. She is holding the Fajue in her hand, and she is surrounded by seven shiny and narrow jade chips. It is a very convenient spiritual treasure in addition to derivation and calculation.

The most commendable thing is that this spirit weapon is very compatible with Yuxi himself.

Long-term battles are the hardest for people. Wu Yuxi felt that the spiritual breath was not going on, so she immediately drew a jade chip to make a sword, and made a vertical slash at the giant beast that was rushing towards her. The blood poured down his head, if it weren't for the aura of body protection, Yuxi would be completely stained with blood.

Even so, the stench still filled her nostrils.

Wu Yuxi looked at the seemingly endless tide of beasts in front of her, feeling tired and sad. She didn't understand why Master brought her here, but she subconsciously felt... Monster beasts shouldn't be like this.

Yes, even monsters that have not activated their intelligence should not be like this.

"Little sister, how do you feel? Get behind me and take a rest." Nan Ke quietly walked to Yuxi's side. Her style of play is much more fierce than Yuxi's. After training the body, it is a weapon in itself.

Yuxi declined Nan Ke's proposal, and she chose to fight side by side with her junior sister: "Nan Ke, why did you say there was a beast horde?"

Nan Ke replied without thinking: "What else could be the reason, of course it is the erosion of the magic breath."

Demon cultivators will not regard monsters that have not activated their spiritual intelligence as companions, and Nanke is the same, and the habits of demon cultivators of different races are completely different. In Nanke's weak experience, she does not have much love for other monster races. Good memories.

"It's not the magic breath..." Wu Yuxi frowned tightly, "No... Nanke, I don't think the Yaozu should be like this!"

Nan Ke was taken aback for a moment, and then tore apart the monster beast that was rushing back: "Is there any other reason that will cause the beast tide?"

Wu Yuxi: "I don't know, but Master must know, and there must be a reason why he asked us to come here."

Nan Ke was confused, so he could only reply dryly: "Oh."

*

Since the sixth day of the lunar new year, the fight between the human race and the monster race has become more and more fierce. When the Jiayue is approaching, the beast tide finally reached its fiercest time.

The corpses of casual cultivators and monsters piled up on the land of Yinchuan to form new peaks. The bones and flesh that hadn't had time to restrain themselves rotted away after their spiritual breath was exhausted, ushering in more filth.

At this time, the low-level monks had gradually withdrawn from the battle, and the high-level monks joined the battlefield one after another.

Yuxi still hasn't seen Master this month. She vaguely guessed that Master's departure might have something to do with his "establishment of Taoism". It's all dark.

Seeing that the monsters became more and more crazy, the big monster hidden in Yinchuan finally made a move. It was a demon cultivator at the level of the Chikushi Mansion, and her body was still a poisonous bird, and even the breath she exhaled was highly poisonous.

The blood of Zhen Yao is very strong, but no matter how strong the monster is, it cannot withstand the encirclement and suppression of dozens of monks of the same rank.

And when this big monster was besieged, all the feathers and blood she spilled turned into a poisonous rainstorm. This might not be able to harm the monks of the same level, but it was a bloody bad luck for the low-level monks.

When the poisonous rain spread, Yuxi and Nanke were also within the range, but before they escaped, the seven jade chips were immediately displayed in an extremely complicated formation, directly enveloping the two together, isolating external poisons.

Through this layer of protection, Yuxi witnessed the death of the big demon with his own eyes. The injured poisonous bird wailed in the air, and then her throat was cut off by someone, and the sky was smudged with purple-black blood.

The blood all over Yaoxiu's body turned into countless poisonous crystals. Under the hail of blood crystals, those who did not evacuate in time and the crazy monsters were all killed.

Yuxi raised her head and watched this scene with bated breath. She could feel Nan Ke holding her arm tightly, trembling all over, and said hoarsely, "Senior Sister..."

Yuxi didn't know about Nan Ke's past, so he thought she was afraid, so he subconsciously comforted her: "This formation is also made by Master's hands, it can hide and protect, as long as it is not a monk who is too imaginative, he will not see through it. Just wait here for Master to come."

Nan Ke's complexion was terrible, she forced a smile, but just when she was about to say something, there was a deep and gentle male voice coming from behind the two of them.

"...Little lady, who is your master?"