Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Seeing Zhao Ke go away, Miao Daoyi looked at the blood lotus in the sky for no reason, and seemed to have finally remembered something, his body shuddered suddenly, and he exclaimed: "That devil is not dead yet?"

Saying that, Miao Dao covered his mouth violently, thinking of the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable in his heart, he hurried back at a trot all the way.

Riding the Great Xia Ding, he fell rapidly. After entering the city wall of the fortress, the figure of Zhao Ke jumped down from the Great Xia Ding. At this time, the Great Shaman and several other elderly shamans were standing on the wall. Waiting, everyone looked solemnly at the blood lotus in the sky.

"That thing is finally coming out!"

After Zhao Ke walked to the side of the big shaman, he heard the big shaman say in a teasing tone.

Zhao Ke nodded and looked at the big shaman: "You already knew?"

Although he is not sure exactly how and how much the great shaman knew, but from his demeanor and tone, Zhao Ke suspected that this old guy seemed to have known about it a long time ago, and he felt very evil.

It's just strange why there is a perfunctory feeling about Dajue's attitude towards evil thoughts.

Shouldn't it be like in the routine, after realizing that the big devil is about to be born, the decent people recklessly wiped out the big devil and killed him in the hotbed? ?

But Zhao Ke listened to the tone of the great shaman, and seemed to be a little relaxed about it.

Just like those fugitives, when they saw the police kicking open the door of their room, they felt relieved.

This made Zhao Ke have to wonder if this old guy was hiding something behind his back.

Facing Zhao Ke's question, the great shaman's weather-beaten face was covered with deep wrinkles, and a pair of charcoal-like light spots were hidden under his eyelids, staring at Zhao Ke for a long time.

Zhao Ke noticed that at some point, the other aged shamans were also watching him.

A pair of eyes full of inexplicable meaning made Zhao Ke feel great pressure.

Swallowing dry mouth and spitting, this feeling made him very uncomfortable, as if he had been entrusted with his funeral.

Just when the atmosphere was quietly tense to the extreme.

The great shaman finally spoke to Zhao Ke in a low voice: "How about...you let me take a look!"

While talking, the big shaman couldn't help but fix his eyes on Zhao Ke's thigh. Similarly, several other old shamans quickly surrounded him.

Both pairs of eyes were so bright that Zhao Ke almost jumped up. Without saying a word, he jumped on the Daxia Ding and went deep into the fortress: "I'll go and see my melon!"

Seeing Zhao Ke running away in embarrassment, the big shaman and the others looked at each other, and immediately grinned, revealing their big black teeth, and burst into laughter.

An old shaman whose age cannot be estimated even lost his last tooth laughing.

Seeing the big tooth that fell from the ground, the smiles on the faces of the big shaman and others gradually narrowed. After the elder picked up the tooth from the ground, he smiled wryly, "It looks like I'm about to return to the embrace of the ancestor god."

The cool wind blew the old shaman's hair, and the silver frost fluttered in the wind.

"Old man, hang on for a while, now is not the time for us to be lazy."

The big shaman walked up and patted the shoulder of the old shaman in front of him, who was nearly twice as old as the senior. Even if there was a huge age gap, it did not hinder the friendship between the two.

A group of shamans looked into the distance. Under the fire and dawn, everyone's body was like an eternal statue, silently telling their final mission.

"A group of old and unscrupulous people!"

Zhao Ke walked out of the Great Xia Ding and walked in the wilderness and forest in front of him.

Compared with the previous pile of rocks that didn't even want weeds to grow.

Right now, the scene inside the fort has completely changed.

Giant trees that are comparable to centuries-old trees, some huge trees, have even grown to the point where six or seven grown men can't hold them back.

The thick green bacteria under the feet are as comfortable as a blanket.

After Zhao Ke casually pushed aside a piece of green fungus, he could see some black mycelia under the green fungus.

"Too little!"

Zhao Ke shook his head regretfully, the origin of these mycelium is unusual, it is the fungal poison planted on his body when Luo Nu dealt with him.

After Zhao Ke extracted the toxins out of his body in the Great Xia Cauldron, he sealed the isolated toxins until they were replanted here.

Luo Nu is dead.

Who was killed?It doesn't matter, at least to Zhao Ke.

Without Luo Nu, he is a top player in the natural department. He planted these fungus poisons here, and after trying to control them, he found that the effect was not bad.

But the quantity is too small.

Even if he breeds during this period, he is not a Luo girl after all, and Zhao Ke can't do it if he wants to cultivate this kind of poison on a large scale, even on a super large scale like a Luo girl.

According to legend, when Granny Hong swept across Luo Nu's lair, she burned all the plants in Luo Nu's lair with a torch.

The smoke filled the air, dyeing the sky into a colorful world. Any creature flying over it would be corroded in the blink of an eye, leaving no bones left.

Zhao Ke didn't think it was a big deal at the time.

Now that I think about it, I suddenly feel distressed. Those are all good things. If I can give myself, even a third, I can arm this place into an iron wall.

But for now, Zhao Ke is content.

At least the hard work during this time has paid off.

As for the Buddhist resident, Zhao Ke was not in a hurry.

It's useless to worry, it's a fight between gods and mortals.

Whether it is Karma Pakshi or Dajue evil thoughts, they are all at the same level as senior postmen.

This level of battle has completely exceeded the level that these candidates can understand.

Zhao Ke would not do the act of running over to give away the head.

Instead of this, I might as well continue planting melons and wait until the time is clear before making a decision.

The worst outcome would be to throw the big shaman and these old fellows into the Great Xia Ding, and take them away.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke took a deep breath, took out a elixir and ate it, and then activated his special ability "Sand-fixing in the Sea of ​​Trees" (Note 1) to continue planting melons.

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Not everyone can think cheerfully like Zhao Ke.

When the blood lotus came to the world, in the eyes of the Buddhists, it was tantamount to a catastrophe.

In fact, it was true. Standing on the top of the mountain, Hei Zhuo and the others stared down. For a moment, they felt heartbroken, and the inexplicable fear made him want to scream and shout like ordinary people.