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Shu Jingshuo also basically recovered at this time, he saluted slightly, and said, "Master, elders, real people, if there is nothing else, I will go to the training first."

The headmaster gave him a complicated look, "Go."

Shu Jingshuo got up, turned and left without hesitation.

Everyone glanced at him, and suddenly Elder Xie thought of something and turned to look at the head of the sect and asked, "Where is Nephew Mozi?" She had always thought that Nephew Mozi was deliberately unwilling to see them because he was angry, but Thinking about it, more than a month has passed, and it shouldn't be the case.

The leader paused, sighed and said, "He went to Jianzhong."

Everyone: "!!!"

Everyone looked at the head in disbelief, knowing that their sword mound in the realm of comprehension was different from what was described in other books.The sword mound here is also the grave of the sword, but the swords here are all abandoned swords, abandoned because of replacement, because of breakage, because the master was defeated and so on.

In the realm of comprehension, regardless of the level of the magic weapon, after using it for a long time, there will be more or less awareness.Among all the magic tools, the sword is undoubtedly the easiest to produce.And after these swords are replaced, even if they are offered intact, there will be some sadness and dissatisfaction. Everyone has no choice but to find a place to throw them away, and set up a formation to isolate them there.

Over time, there are more and more swords, and the resentment is getting bigger and bigger. Finally, after thousands, even tens of thousands of years of accumulation, there has even become a small world of its own because of the strong resentment.It's just that there is no benefit in that world, and even the spiritual power is polluted by too strong resentment, making it impossible for people to absorb it.

And because their hatred for those who abandoned themselves has been transformed into hatred for every cultivator and every human being for many years, the sword there will attack every person who enters madly, endlessly, until death. stop.What's more, the time there is also distorted by resentment, but the proportion of time passing is uncertain.

They can only set how many days the outside world passes, and they will pull them back.For example, you set the outside world to be just a day, but you may have spent a minute, an hour in it, and of course it is more likely to spend a year, ten years or even hundreds of thousands of years.But in that kind of place where there is no spiritual power to absorb, to bear the continuous, all-time, every direction, every corner of the attack for hundreds of thousands of years...

Everyone shuddered just thinking about it, which is why everyone in the comprehension world knows that Jianzhong is a good place for sword cultivators to improve their sword skills, but no one would ever think of going there to practice. .

Elder Xie opened his mouth, but he could only sigh, his expression darkened, "Then I don't know where Nephew Mozi is going to practice for how long?"

The head patted his beard, pretended to be calm and said, "One year."

Everyone: "!!????"

Elder Xie suddenly raised his head and looked at the head of the sect in disbelief, "What are you kidding? He is messing around in anger, and you don't care about him?! You are still his uncle!! How can you be so right—"

You must know that although some people went to Jianzhong in previous years, almost only one percent of them could really come back from there, and among the one percent of people, most of them were set for an hour or a day. an extremely short amount of time.

Then everyone saw Elder Xie's hair floating slowly, and he clenched his hands, obviously extremely angry.

Everyone: "!!!!"

The leader suddenly had a bad premonition, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "!! Wait—"

Before the headmaster could finish his sentence, he saw Elder Xie looking at him with a blank face, flipped his hands over, and a huge black knife with various patterns carved on it appeared in each hand. But it can be seen that there are all kinds of sharp thorns, ditches, and blades.And between the ditches there were even some deep red traces accumulated over the years.

Elder Xie then swung the hammer, and the head of the sect felt blurred, and then the scenery in front of him changed, and it turned into a scene in a certain illusion, but there were only the two of them in it.

The head: "..." It's too difficult for me, really.If you don't send your nephew, you will be 'beaten to death' by your nephew, but if you do, you will be 'beaten to death' by your sister.The most important thing is that as the leader, I can't beat both of them :)

Elder Xie silently raised the hammer in his hand, and with both hands, all the sharp thorns and blades on the hammer popped out automatically.She looked at the opposite head who stood frozen in place, and suddenly showed a sweet and gentle smile, "Then, in order to avoid accidentally hurting other cuties, let's start here!"

Head: "!!!!"

The headmaster looked at the hammer flying towards him, and there was only one thought in his heart.Could it be that I died at the hands of my own junior sister?

**Liuhuaizhu perspective dividing line*****

On the other hand, Liu Huaizhu fell into a coma that day and was taken away.When he woke up again, he found that he was actually sitting in a magnificent hall.Dang Ke was really 'golden and brilliant', he was almost blinded by the golden eyes when he just woke up.

Subconsciously, Liu Huaizhu wanted to raise his hand to rub his aching, swollen head that couldn't remember anything, but he only felt a pull.Liu Huaizhu was taken aback, looked down, and found that his hands and feet were bound to the chair by magic.

Liu Huaizhu's face changed, and then he recalled what happened before, and then quickly returned to normal.

"Hey, so what on earth are you asking about catching such a weak bug and wasting so much of our time waiting for him to wake up?"

Suddenly a boy's voice came, and Liu Huaizhu followed the sound, and found that there was a tall chair over there, with a huge golden chair carved with various hideous and ugly monsters.And sitting on that chair was a little boy wearing a golden costume and a golden headdress on his head. Compared with the little boy, this chair was really too big, and he could only lie on his side almost completely. With his arm resting on the armrest of the chair, he was supporting his chin with his hand at this moment, looking at Liu Huaizhu impatiently and contemptuously.

Liu Huaizhu sized him up a few times calmly, then turned his head to look around, and found that this place was very similar to their palace hall, except that the area was wider and bigger, and the master, carpet, and walls were all golden, although It is various shades of gold.He could feel that the people who designed it really tried their best to make it less... 'magnificent'.

There are many chairs here, lined up facing each other on both sides of the hall. Liu Huaizhu noticed that there was a person sitting on each of the chairs. Judging from the clothes, it seemed that they should be people from the cultivation world.But because the light here was too dim, he could hardly see the other party's appearance clearly.But seeing the other person's appearance, he guessed that the person opposite had already woken up, and had been awake for a long time.

He looked at the two sides again, and found that the huge golden pillars on both sides perfectly blocked the figure of the people next to him, and he couldn't even see the edge of the stool.

Seeing Liu Huaizhu's indifferent expression, the boy glanced at his mouth in dissatisfaction, and shouted loudly, "Ah Xu!"

"Your Majesty." Suddenly a man in a black robe appeared next to the boy, knelt down respectfully, and replied in a low voice.

When the people present saw the man, they felt that their breath was stagnant, because the man's undisguised aura showed that he was actually a cultivator who had survived the catastrophe!

And to make a ghost clan in the catastrophe period serve so respectfully and humblely, and even call him 'Your Majesty'...

Everyone couldn't help but look up at the boy who seemed to have no fluctuations in his cultivation.This child turned out to be the legendary ghost emperor! ! ?

Feeling the shocked and unbelievable gazes from everyone, the boy finally shook his legs a little happily, and then asked proudly, "Did everyone be caught?"

The man lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty. We have captured everyone on the list given by Mr. Ghost Witch."

The boy swept through the crowd one by one, and finally couldn't help staying on Liu Huaizhu's body for a few more seconds, and asked casually: "Is that so... Did you encounter any difficulties this time?"

The man said, "No, Your Majesty. Although we can only send monks below the distraction stage, it is more than enough to deal with a group of cultivators."

Everyone's face darkened, and they could hear the disdain in the man's mouth.

"Hahaha," seeing everyone's expressions, the boy laughed happily, and even stretched out his chubby white hands to clap a few times, "Okay, okay!"

"That..." The boy suddenly put down his hand, leaned out, and looked at the crowd with malicious intentions. The dark, bright and childlike eyes that belonged to children now only had a strong malice that could not be resolved. Disdainful, he looked around the crowd slowly, and asked in a slow and elongated voice, "Is there any reaction from the cultivation world?"

The man's eyes flickered, and he replied flatly: "No, although some people in the cultivation world have already noticed that our ghosts did it, but they didn't react at all, and they are not going to do anything."

"Hahahaha!!!" The boy suddenly raised his head and let out bursts of ear-piercing, sharp laughter.

Liu Huaizhu only felt a splitting headache, he wanted to struggle subconsciously, but he thought of something, he quickly restrained himself, but desperately bit the tip of his tongue to stop the shout that he was about to utter.Even though his mouth was bitten to the point of dripping with blood, he didn't make a sound.

Finally one person couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a miserable scream, "Ah!!! Shut up! Shut up, don't laugh, you bastard!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The boy stopped laughing suddenly, and looked at the man expressionlessly, "Ah Xu, chop him up and throw him into the Hungry Ghost Garden."

Man: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The man was about to greet others, but the boy suddenly stopped, "Oh no."

The man immediately stopped his movements, signaled everyone not to move, and then still looked at the boy respectfully.

The boy looked up and down at the person who couldn't stop trembling under his eyes, but still tried his best not to show satisfaction on his face.

The corners of the boy's mouth rose slightly, rising higher and higher, and finally reached a strange and hideous arc, "You first picked his hands and feet, then broke his spine, and finally made his limbs into pieces. The minced meat will be thrown in later."

"Remember!" The boy tilted his head slightly, as if thinking of the scene at that time, a happy and excited smile appeared on his face, "Remember that those flesh mops still stick to his limbs. Ah , and also, put a spell on his dantian, heart, and brain to protect him from being eaten up by those hungry ghosts at once. It would be so boring to end it so soon."

After the boy finished speaking, he shook his legs again, looked up at the man excitedly and innocently, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he just said.

The man didn't respond at all, and even showed an appreciative smile, "Your Majesty is smart enough to think of all these details."