Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

Chapter 144

Zhao Jianxin insisted on organizing Zhao Jun's funeral. It was very simple, and he only notified a few closest relatives and friends to burn some paper.Although their family is now a cultivator, Zhao Jun is still dead, but Zhao Mo insisted on guarding in front of his younger brother's grave for seven days, not eating, drinking or sleeping, just kneeling in front of the tombstone and weeping silently, or in a daze until After the first seven spirit nights, he was willing to leave the cemetery.

Even if he personally killed Gu Tiancheng, Zhao Mo still didn't feel any better.He kept regretting and blaming himself. If he had gone to the square to look at Junzi that night, would Junzi not have died?

These seven days, Sanwa has been by Zhao Mo's side every step of the way. He didn't know how to comfort his heartbroken elder brother, but he didn't say a word, just accompanied Zhao Mo silently, holding Zhao Mo's hand tightly all the time.

Seven days later, he told Zhao Mo that he was going to retreat, and then took the gourd leaves and entered the space where the good fortune fairy gourd grew. Under the catalysis of the breath of the gourd mother vine, it took only one day to break through the pill and become a baby, entering the stage of transforming gods.From that day on, when Zhao Mo, Zhao Jianxin and Tang Jing were still immersed in grief, Sanwa quietly left and started his killing.

On the first day, he raided within a radius of [-] miles, robbing and killing [-] members of the monastic alliance who were active within this area. All sects, families, and single monks, as long as they were recorded on the list or even just noticed by him When there is a breath of cultivation, they are all slaughtered.

The next day, he expanded the scope of the raid to cover the entire province. During the killing, he encountered a hermit sect with an early-stage ancestor of the God Transformation sitting in the town, and was finally eliminated by Sanwa and Jiuyou together. Storage bags, Yuanying, sect Collection and so on are used by Sanwa to improve her own strength.

On the fourth day, Province T, the neighboring province of Province H, was listed as a hunting area. Sanwa bypassed the capital city and flew straight over from a high altitude, killing again.He has the list information and map provided by Jiang Yunxuan. In fact, most of his time is wasted on the road and searching for the fish that slipped through the net. A demon cultivator in the transformation stage who has the strength to leapfrog the challenge, wants to kill those who are at the alchemy stage at most Ascetics are just a matter of breathing time.

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On this low-level cultivation planet with thin energy, the top power in the entire Chinese cultivation world is the Deity Transformation Stage. There are no more than ten Taoist alliances in the entire cultivation alliance, and two Haishi brothers have long been slaughtered by Sanwa.The only one who surpassed the God Transformation Stage and supported the entire Kunlun Sect to survive the Tribulation Stage is Mr. Yi. Sanwa has received definite information from Jiang Yunxuan. It is impossible for Mr. Yi to come out after he closed the death test to prepare for the Tribulation Ascension. .

With lightning speed, Sanwa carried out a shocking killing all over the land of Shenzhou, setting off a bloody storm.In just one month, the reputation of the Bloodthirsty Demon King spread all over the country, and even the international practice circles were shocked by it.This powerful demon cultivator kills cultivators when he sees them, never speaks and never leaves alive, and his bloody means of killing people with bare hands makes the whole cultivator world terrified.

During the period, the Cultivation Alliance also organized several times to encircle and suppress the devil, but it was of no avail, because now Jiang Yunxuan is already a high-level member of the Cultivation Alliance, and with this insider at the headquarters of the Cultivation Alliance, all conspiracies and plans cannot be hidden from Sanwa.What's more, Sanwa has the leaves of the gourd mother vine in her hands. As long as she is not caught in some ancient formation, she will be directly teleported back to the space where the mother vine is when she encounters fatal danger. A strong man in the early stage of transformation failed to keep him, but he was seriously injured and tore up the body of the early stage of transformation.

A month later, the entire Chinese cultivation world was wiped out by the troll who appeared out of nowhere, and there were not even one ascetic. In order to deal with this millennium catastrophe, the Kunlun faction was forced to fully activate the mountain protection formation at a huge cost, and at the same time An order was issued to all human cultivators to gather those who were lucky enough to be alive in the Kunlun Heavenly Palace on Kunlun Mountain for protection.Naturally, Jiang Yunxuan hid in the Kunlun Heavenly Palace along with the headquarters. His cultivation in the middle stage of the Golden Core earned him the attention of Qinglin.

According to this statistics, there are only 380 people left in the entire monastic community, and more than 200 of them are disciples of the Kunlun Sect, because only the Kunlun Sect has not been bloodbathed by the devil.The world of monasticism has been at ease for thousands of years, and in the modern society, they are also privileged people who have been enshrined in high places. No one expected or believed that such a catastrophe would suddenly encounter such a catastrophe, sweeping the whole country in just one month. One month is just the time for these ascetics to retreat and refine the magic weapon.

Which of these ascetics did not think highly of themselves? At the beginning, they didn't even bother to seek asylum from the Kunlun faction. Before the bloodthirsty demon king came to his side, they would sneer at the bloody cases reported on TV and the Internet, and even had self-confidence. Advanced ascetics specialize in exorcising demons and guarding the way.Coupled with the fact that Jiang Yunxuan, a powerful person who successfully took over the authority of the slain Gu Tiancheng, was quietly disrupting the situation in the headquarters, by the time the monastic alliance headed by the Kunlun faction reacted, it was already too late.

It is precisely because of this that the ascetics who survived and escaped to the Kunlun Heavenly Palace are pitifully few, and most of them are timid and fearful guys in the foundation building period.In the entire Kunlun Heavenly Palace, apart from the seventeen disciples of the Kunlun Sect who were cultivating at the golden core level, there was only one Jiang Yunxuan and two celibate practitioners who had sought Kunlun's asylum early on.It is worth mentioning that Qi Junxiong, who used to live in the Hulushan Nursing Home, left here early to go to the Kunlun School, and just escaped a catastrophe. At that time, Zhao Mo and Sanwa, who were still in the late stage of Jindan, were in a hurry.

You know, Sanwa has a detailed list in his hand, and the ascetics who have cultivated above the Jindan stage are the first targets he harvests. As long as he targets them, basically none of them escapes.

This catastrophe in the monastic world has also caused quite a shock in the society of ordinary people. TV and the Internet are scrolling all day long when a certain high-ranking official in a certain province was brutally exterminated, a certain wealthy businessman died mysteriously, and a certain big family in a certain place was bloodbathed. class reports.Ascetics need resources, wealth and sufficient privileges to practice, and they have penetrated into every aspect of modern society.In the upper class where ordinary people can't get involved, those high-ranking nationals with ordinary human identities are all terrified by the information in their hands, and some even lost officials with powerful ascetics as their backers, and the rich fled overseas in a hurry. .

Those few monsters and spirits were also scared out of their wits, and most of them turned back to their original form and hid in the deep mountains and old forests to lie dormant, hoping that the bloodthirsty and ferocious demon king would not focus on the monsters.

It wasn't until he could no longer find a monk outside that Sanwa, who was standing on the roof of a sea-view villa in S City, S Province, put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked towards the east, where his last goal was Kunlun Mountain.

This tall, plump, handsome, and icy young man was wearing a white sportswear, and his dark and beautiful eyes exuded a deep chill. The countless bloody killings did not stain his white sportswear with a trace of blood, not even a trace of blood. It can make a slight expression fluctuate on his face.

No one could have imagined that the bloodthirsty demon king who killed people like hemp and set off a bloody storm in the entire monastic world was such a handsome and cold boy. A soul lived long enough, but the outer shell was only ten years old. Boys who are too fast and are going through a juvenile voice change period.

Therefore, although the clean and slender hands in the pockets are actually covered with the blood of ascetics, and Sanwa's eyes are cold and expressionless, Sanwa is actually distressed at this time-this damn rough and hoarse drake voice, How can he go home and talk to his elder brother!

After a long while, unable to think of any good solution, the corners of his mouth drooped a little, and he listlessly took out the green leaves hanging on his chest, and after a flash of blue light, he appeared next to the gourd mother vine.

At this time, Zhao Mo was heating milk in the kitchen in the small building of Zhao’s family at the foot of Calabash Mountain, and Zhao Jianxin, who looked old and haggard for several years, was staring at the heat of a pot of ginseng and chicken soup.As a 30-year-old cultivator in the foundation-building period, he should have a gentle and handsome appearance that is not inferior to ordinary people in their 20s, but Zhao Jianxin has a lot of white hair on his head.

Not only him, but also Zhao Mo, who seemed to be haggard after a serious illness. He had lost a lot of weight. His original oval face had lost a sharp chin. It was obvious that he was mentally and physically exhausted. The way he recovered.

For more than a month, he would sit on Zhao Jun's grave every evening, leaning against the tombstone and talking to his second brother inside. The rest of the time he hid in the wedge and practiced desperately. Even Zhao Jianxin couldn't say a few words to him every day.If Sanwa, who was running around China in the name of retreat, knew that her beloved elder brother had abused him like this, she would definitely "leave the customs" without saying a word.

This situation did not improve until the arrival of the Tang family a week ago.Although the turmoil in the outside society did not affect County C, which is a closed and backward mountainous town, W City, the capital of Province H, was in turmoil due to several murders and overlapping powers. Fearing that his relatives would be involved in some danger, Tang Jing simply put himself The family members of the Zhao family brought them to County C and temporarily lived in the Zhao family's small building.

Tang Jing's parents are very kind and open-minded old people. Tang Hua, the eldest sister of the Tang family, and Smith, the brother-in-law of country M, who came together are also very easy to get along with, and get along very well with Zhao Mo and his uncle and nephew.Most importantly, Tang Hua also brought her ten-month-old son Alan with her. This half-breed boy has golden hair and big black grape-like eyes, and is chubby and cute like a little angel.The little guy likes Zhao Mo the most, as long as Zhao Mo hugs him, he will giggle, always cling to Zhao Mo, and the first sentence he speaks is not English, but calls Zhao Mo "brother".

"Uncle, why don't you say Sanwa hasn't left the customs? It's been a month." Zhao Mo stared at the milk bottle while talking to Zhao Jianxin next to him, "I'm very worried about him. Last time he was in Xianfu It didn't take that long."

"The stage of transforming the gods is extraordinary after all. It will inevitably take a little longer for the Nascent Soul to break out of the pill. Don't think about it." Zhao Jianxin comforted him, reached out to turn off the fire on the stove, and tasted the chicken soup, "Wait Next, you can also drink a bowl of chicken soup to nourish your body, and see that you have lost weight recently. If Sanwa sees you like this, I don’t know what kind of distress it will be."

These words reminded Zhao Mo of what the third baby would look like when he came out. He felt a little guilty, and walked out of the kitchen with the warmed milk bottle, and said, "Aunt Tang and the others accompanied Grandpa Tang and Grandma Tang to the county to see Lou won't come back until later, I'll go and breastfeed Alan first."

In the living room, the little guy was lying on his exclusive sofa bed and playing with his little feet. When he saw Zhao Mo walking over, he got up straight up, and he cried out in a milky voice from his pink mouth: "Brother, elder brother."

Zhao Mo was stunned for a moment, smiled and bent over to pick him up, and called the little guy by his Chinese name: "Xiao Jun is so good."

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