Zombie Boy Cultivating Immortals

Jiang Wen sneered in his heart. It was not so easy to throw him into the well. He was about to summon the magic weapon, but found that his body became numb and weak, and the spell could not gather a little. Jiang Wen was shocked. It was just ordinary wine. I didn't expect that there would be such a consequence.

Before he had time to distinguish the ingredients of the wine, Jiang Wen felt his body lighten, and was lifted up by a few rude hands. Those seemingly kind villagers lifted him up while talking dirty.

"I've lived so long, I've never seen such a good-looking man, don't pretend to be a girl."

"Is it a girl, let's go to the well to test it later." The people who spoke became more and more wretched, and Jiang Wen was furious. He was no longer the little monk who knew nothing when he first came down to Qingfeng Mountain. , These people dare to humiliate him with words!

Jiang Wen wanted to stretch out his hand to slap these two people to death, but the spiritual energy in his body was slack and could not gather a little. Jiang Wen simply closed his eyes and concentrated on making all the elements of his body work, thinking about flushing this unknown liquid out of his body.

Several villagers thought that Jiang Wen was drunk to death, or that Jiang Wen was now the meat on their chopping board, and they had no scruples in speaking.

Only one person said: "The village head is too careful. If you want me to say, there is no need to throw him into the well. Just get him drunk and kill him."

"Hey, I think so too, but our village chief said that these gods are not afraid of fire at all, and the wine can only have a temporary effect on them, and they must be thrown into the well to be at ease."

Jiang Wen just felt that this well was also strange, what kind of well, practitioners can't get out.

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt scorching heat all over his body, as if he was about to be melted. Jiang Wen only encountered this feeling in Baiyang Town in the past, and he couldn't help but get a ray of spiritual detection, which shocked Jiang Wen. It turned out to be the real fire of samadhi.

No wonder, these villagers wanted to burn him alive. Only after he died, could the possessed magic weapon around him become unowned magic weapon, and could be used by these villagers.

They don't know how many cultivators have been harmed in this way!

These villagers revenged themselves, but they turned out to be wolves in the mountains. Jiang Wen only hated that he didn't kill all these people when he first entered the village. Unexpectedly, ordinary people who have no power to restrain chickens would be more ruthless than a demon with cultivation base. A hundred times worse.

A few villagers threw Jiang Wen to the ground, and then groped Jiang Wen with all hands and feet. Jiang Wen was furious, and started to perform exercises. The wine he drank slowly pooled together in his stomach, luck, "Puff— —" All at once, all the wine was sprayed out.

"Ouch—" "Grandma's!" Several villagers were sprayed all over, cursing.

Seeing Jiang Wen open his eyes, he couldn't help being taken aback, and he didn't know how to react immediately. He just stared at Jiang Wen stupidly. After a while, panic appeared on the faces of several people, and they retreated involuntarily.

One, two, three, four, five.

Five people.

Since Jiang Wen came to this world, although he can't talk about being kind to others, at least he has never killed indiscriminately, and his hands are not stained with too much blood, but this time, he really wants to tear these people apart.

Anger made Jiang Wen's eyes bloodshot, and looked so strange and murderous in the eyes of several villagers.

"What are you going to do!" One of the more courageous villagers yelled bravado, "I, we are not afraid of you, you drank Sangong wine, you, you have no mana at all, you don't struggle anymore."

One of them nodded hurriedly, as if to embolden himself, "Yes, yes, yes, you drank Sangong wine, we are not afraid of you!"

From the literal meaning alone, Jiang Wen guessed what the effect of this Sangong wine is. Fortunately, Qingfengmen's skills are unique, and he forced out this wine just now, otherwise his cultivation base would be ruined.

Damn, what a cruel heart.

Jiang Wen walked into the trembling villagers step by step, his face was as cold as ice, he summoned Shifangsi, and immediately covered the villagers who were trying to escape, "Say, how many are there before me?"

The villager broke out in a cold sweat when asked by Jiang Wen's words. He trembled and raised five fingers, "Five, five."

"Don't tell the truth?" Jiang Wen's face was stern, his red eyes were like ghosts seeking death from hell.

"Ah, no, it's ten, it's ten." The man hurriedly waved his hand.

"How many are there?" Jiang Wen's voice was not bullying, and it was very low. The calmer he was, the more frightened the villagers became. They struggled desperately, but they didn't want to. Suffocated.

"God, please forgive me, fifteen, fifteen!!" One of them couldn't bear Jiang Wen's threat and couldn't help but shouted.

Fifteen, fifteen cultivators died here.Jiang Wen sneered in his heart, killing the five of them was really cheap!

"Ten square silk, wrap it!" Jiang Wen immediately gave the order.

"Ahhhh—" "Help—" But hearing ghosts crying and howling wolves in front of them, crying for father and mother, Shifangsi's blue light was dazzling, getting tighter and tighter, and several people were almost strangled into zongzi costumes, even so, Shifangsi Still did not stop, continued to wrap, the silk thread went deep into the flesh, strangled the flesh and blood, stretched out the bones, only heard a "boom--", the five people were twisted together by ten square threads, their bodies could not bear the squeeze, beyond Exceeding the limit of endurance, it exploded with a bang.

"呵——" The sticky blood clung to the flesh and sprayed Jiang Wen's whole body. There was still a small piece of skin stuck to Jiang Wen's left temple. Sweeping the sleeves, the bodies of several people disappeared, as if this place had never appeared before.

Jiang Wen put away the ten-fang silk, and went straight to the well that was emitting flames. Probably because he realized that Jiang Wen was a cultivator, the flames could not help but provocatively spit out fire.

Involuntarily, Jiang Wen took out the rarely used red beads from Baiyang Town in the past. The red beads glowed red under the reflection of the tongue of fire. Jiang Wen did not cast any spells, but the red beads rose to the ground At the upper part of the wellhead, the red light is shining, and the fire in the well can't help but rise slowly and merge with the red beads. As the red beads absorb the fire source in the well, the red light becomes brighter and brighter.After a while, the fire in the well gradually became smaller. Slowly, the well became silent. The red bead spun around and seemed to get a little bigger in size, and then returned to Jiang Wen's hand.

Jiang Wen didn't know the origin of the red bead, but suddenly felt that the red bead might be a magic weapon no less than the water spirit bead.

He put away the still warm red beads, cast a spell, and jumped down the well, only to see a dry well full of white bones, far less than fifteen.

Really cheap guy!

Jiang Wen silently recited the Qingfeng mantra, which was regarded as a salvation for these innocent practitioners. After the mantra was finished, the bones in the well turned into fine sand and slowly disappeared. Then the well began to shake violently. No, the whole earth happened. The violent shaking made Jiang Wen almost unable to stand still.

Jiang Wen jumped up and quickly rose to the sky. His eyes widened in disbelief. The whole village was collapsing. The bodies of those villagers who tricked him into drinking the Sangong wine just now became distorted, their skin aged rapidly, and their limbs shrank. Slowly turning into skeletons at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those loose clothes slid to the ground, revealing the magic weapons and spiritual stones that the villagers had hidden in the clothes. There were so many kinds of things in the village that Jiang Wen was almost dazzled.

Even so, some villagers still held the magic weapon tightly in their hands and refused to let go. The magic weapon was shining in his hand, but they could do nothing about his tragic situation. The yellow sand on the ground turned into quicksand, and the whole village began to sink. Jiang Wenyu couldn't bear it, but he didn't want to lend a helping hand. He closed his hearing and watched the village be swallowed by quicksand little by little. After a while, there was nothing left.

Jiang Wen was about to leave, but he saw that the surface of the quicksand had changed, and the fine sand began to turn into soil, and then some green plants slowly grew out of the ground, and those green plants became more and more luxuriant, and a lush greenery replaced the ground. In the endless desert, those sprouted new branches turned into big trees in front of Jiang Wen's eyes.

Flying birds and animals, the forest was full of excitement, as if the barren desert Jiang Wen saw just now was just his phantom, and those villagers were just Jiang Wen's illusion.

The only thing that proves that it is not an illusion is that it is still the well. The location of the well has not changed, but the surroundings are covered with moss and other plants. After all the changes stopped, Jiang Wen descended and walked into the dry well. Unbelievably, the original dry well had water. Jiang Wen cast a spell, and a stream of water rushed up. Jiang Wen took a sip of water and couldn't help but take a sip. The well water was cold and sweet, and a butterfly flashed It flapped its wings and landed on Jiang Wen's shoulder.

Everything is so incredible, but it really happened in front of Jiang Wen.

The realm of mystery!This is the realm of mystery!