Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Bang bang bang!

There are people sitting on the ground everywhere in the mountains and forests!

However, all of these monks who have survived to this day are shrewd and vigilant.

Even when they were resting in the woods, or even when they were sitting on the ground, they would subconsciously keep a distance of at least three meters from others to avoid any unexpected situations that would leave them with no time and space to react.

Among them, many cultivators still maintained the power groups they had previously formed in the market town, and the survivors from each of these power groups all gathered together.

There are also some independent cultivators who are either alone or in groups of three or four, relying on each other.

Wei Hong and Ding Xue were just among them and did not attract much attention.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Wei Hong would have already set up formations around him to protect himself for fear of attracting the attention of the Qingyun Sect and other independent cultivators.

Even though he couldn't set up an array, he was secretly on guard, holding three evil-killing talismans in his hands at all times, and his eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings in a subtle manner.

While he was looking around vigilantly, he whispered to Ding Xue, "Fellow Daoist Ding, those strange creatures suddenly became silent at night for some reason and did not take the opportunity to attack us. We don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. We must prepare for the worst."

"Also, you need to pay attention to the monks around you. I think they will cause some trouble later."

After saying that, Wei Hong began to close his eyes and rest.

Ding Xue was slightly stunned, but naturally did not question it, so she immediately glanced at the monks around her with an extremely vigilant look. She did not understand what Wei Hong meant by causing trouble.

At this moment, the only three or four hundred monks left in the forest gathered in groups of three or four.

These people were just like Wei Hong and Ding Xue. They had alert looks in their eyes and were discussing something in a low voice. Some of them even had fierce looks in their eyes.

Ding Xue saw that there were five monks gathered not far in front of her. One of the middle-aged monks seemed to be saying something excitedly, but he deliberately lowered his voice, so Ding Xue did not hear what he said.

After a moment, the four people around the middle-aged monk shook their heads, and their expressions seemed very determined, which made the middle-aged man even more excited, and his face was full of anger.

And such scenes appeared all around, some groups even gathered together, many monks ran back and forth in the crowd, but what they got in return were basically rejections and shaking heads.

Only then did Ding Xue realize that those people clearly wanted to conduct some transactions or exchange materials during the rest period.

Obviously, during the previous journey, most of the talismans or other means of dealing with the weirdness that the cultivators had accumulated had been used up by more than half, or even completely used up. Now they naturally wanted to exchange for more supplies like the Evil-Slaying Talisman to ensure their continued survival.

However, in this situation, no matter who it is, and no matter whether they have more Evil-Slaying Talismans and Scorching Sun Talismans, no one would be stupid enough to trade the supplies in their hands, as that would clearly accelerate death.

Therefore, all those monks who were anxious to trade hit a wall. Even if they offered a sky-high price, no one would trade the Evil-Slaying Talisman to them.

"Good good!"

At this time, Ding Xue heard a sturdy monk on the left suddenly laugh out of anger: "You don't want me to live, right? If that's the case, then you can't live either!"

After saying this, the burly monk stared at an old man next to him with a ferocious look on his face.

He strode towards the old man, and said with a grim smile: "Old man, you are shameless. You have the Evil-Slaying Talisman in your hand but you won't trade it to me, right? Well, don't blame me for being rude!"

At this moment, the sturdy monk didn't care about so many things. He made a hand gesture and two ice cones shot out. Then he took out a flying knife and chopped it down at the old man.

Obviously, this sturdy monk has become mentally unbalanced. If the transaction fails, he is ready to rob. After all, if he does not have the evil-killing talisman later, he may not be able to get out of the strange fog.

"What do you want to do?"

The old man's face changed drastically. He first raised his hand and released a flying sword to block the flying knife of the burly monk, then he kicked his feet and moved sideways, directly avoiding the two ice cones.

"What? It's very simple. Either you trade me a few evil-killing talismans, or you die!"

The burly monk became more and more crazy, and rushed towards the old man with a grim smile.

He swung the flying knife in his hand continuously, and shot out three earth-thorn talismans with a raise of his hand, while muttering something, and a wooden wall actually blocked the direction of the old man's retreat.

“Hehe, don’t think that just because you have a high level of cultivation, you can bully me!”

The old man smiled coldly.

He continued to move sideways, dodging the earth thorn talisman while a thin golden light shot out from his hand, heading straight for the burly monk's face. He then activated another talisman and then circled around the burly monk with the flying sword in hand.

The tiny golden light was extremely fast. The sturdy monk only had time to turn his head slightly before the golden light flashed past his ear and disappeared without a trace.

"what!!!"

The sturdy monk suddenly let out a short scream, then covered his ears and angrily said, "Flying needles? You actually have a flying needle magic weapon?"

At this time, blood was flowing down the ear that the sturdy monk was covering, and it was obvious that he had been injured by the flying needle.

If the sturdy monk had not tilted his head slightly, he might have been killed by the old man.

Thinking of this, the sturdy monk broke out in a cold sweat.

For a moment, the look he gave the old man became extremely resentful and ferocious, but he no longer dared to act rashly. It was obvious that the old man was not someone he could defeat easily.

"Hmph, don't provoke me again!"

The old man did not continue to press on upon seeing this, but calmed down after standing at a long distance.

But the sturdy monk was unwilling to give up, and turned his head to look at another monk.

Now that he has made the move, he is unwilling to return empty-handed.

At the same time, not only the sturdy monk, but more than a dozen others had the same idea. They began to look for targets in the mountains and forests. Anyone with weaker cultivation or who had a lot of evil-killing talismans on hand were all targeted by them.

Those people all had vicious and cruel looks on their faces, and some threatened, some forced, and some even snatched directly, just to get some evil-killing talismans.

All of these cultivators who took action had few Evil-Slaying Talismans on hand, and some had even used up all of them.

In this environment, the Evil-Slaying Talisman is the best way they can find to deal with the weirdness.

Without the Evil-Slaying Talisman, they would definitely not be able to hold out for the second half of the journey.

For the sake of their own lives, these monks have already put aside all their worries at this moment, and are only thinking about how to survive, without caring about the lives of others.