Immortal cultivator is divided into great death

Sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, Ye Xiu looked at his hands in a daze.

"After all, does it still affect..."

Although everything in the Great Formation of Reincarnation is an illusion, it can't obliterate the fact that Ye Xiu's consciousness has stayed in it for ten lifetimes, thousands of years, even if that time is false.

In each life, his person is different, and his state of mind also grows step by step with the reincarnation of the ten lives, and even... a little too long.

With a strong state of mind and a physical body that does not meet the state, he feels that he... lacks a sense of security...

What's more, now in Tianpan Continent, my cultivation base is suppressed, and this feeling has already begun to affect my mood.

He admitted that he was a duplicity and a changeable personality.

Whether it's the ten lives in the reincarnation formation, or his own personality, they are all easy-going, humorous, and humorous.

The current him is only relying on a strong state of mind and self-cultivation to put on a mask for himself.

But... Just now, he was actually influenced by a few mortals...

It seems that his mental state is still bad.

After all, there is a clear understanding that everything is an illusion. Under such a premise, even if he has passed through the reincarnation formation, he has left many hidden dangers.

For example, Blood River... He clearly knew that those experiences were just hallucinations, but...

"Hey... the demons have already been planted, but I have always been good at disguising... But, God, you are really good at calculating." Through the roof, looking into the endless void, "Through the help of Pindao's unstable mood, I want to Take this opportunity to assimilate the impoverished way? You have made a good plan... If it weren't for the spirit treasure given by the master, you would have been tricked by you... Hmph! It's just a small world, and the teacher of the poor way is one of the six sages of the wild First of all, if there is a next time, Pindao will still have the sword intent of the sage who reaches the sky. At that time, we will fight to the death. Pindao will destroy the flesh and be reincarnated in other worlds. As for you... Never even think about advancing! "

"Boom!"

Rolling thunder came, silver lightning pierced the night sky, and heavy rain came.

Sensing the spiritual power mixed in the rain, Ye Xiu waved his hand, turned a few pills into dust and smashed them into the cloud and rain, and the rain sprinkled the entire Huaishui town.

"owe!"

Glancing at the sky with contempt, Ye Xiu returned to the room to meditate and adjust his breath.

On the second day, Ye Xiu found Uncle Fu and asked him to take his master with him, leave the city lord's mansion, and go to the western suburbs.

"Sir, I don't know why we are here?"

After Ye Xiu was issued a good person card, Wu Xiuyuan became more and more unafraid of Ye Xiu. Well, Ye Xiu's murderous intent was only aimed at Fu Bo and Zuo Wei at that time, and Wu Xiuyuan naively thought that he was Zuo Wei It was rude of Ye Xiu to attack and hurt him, although the fact is true...Ye Xiu said "the mortal with fish lips"

"There was a heavy rain last night, and some things were washed out. I think you, as the victim and the prince, should know something."

Ye Xiu was still playing tricks, looked at Wu Xiuyuan's curious expression, and smiled inscrutablely, "You'll know when we get there."

Last night, under the coercion of his deceitful prestige, there was a rain from heaven, which washed some old things out of the ground.

Arriving at the city lord's mansion is quite far from the western suburbs. Normally, it would take two hours in a carriage, and it would be faster on a horse. Watching someone shrink into an inch talisman without money, draw one piece and throw one away, and then watch His Highness's eyes widen. For the appearance of light, Forber expressed that he was under a lot of pressure...

Everyone is a monk, this is the difference between the Nascent Soul Stage and the Golden Core Stage...

They are obviously suppressed by the Dao of Heaven, and their cultivation base is ah!

You can't draw a second-grade talisman during the agreed foundation building period!

(Practice tips: Shrink the ground into an inch talisman, a second-grade talisman, which can only be drawn in the bigu period. It is easy to make and easy to use. It is one of the most commonly used talismans for many practitioners below the foundation period. The lowest level of use, practice air three layers)

Sensing someone's veiled jealousy and complaints, Ye Xiu looked at his golden finger secretly.

Hunyuan Yiqi Taiqing talisman, the congenital talisman recorded by the Taoist ancestors, using it as a medium, let alone the second-grade talisman, even the fifth-grade talisman that can only be drawn in the Yuanying period, he can also draw it on the spot, but there is no magic power to drive it. .

He still has to stay in Tianpan Continent for a long time, and when he is free, he will go to his gourd space to see if there is any magic weapon that can take advantage of the loopholes of Tiandao.

Under the attack of a large number of Shudicheng Inch Talismans, the journey of two hours was shortened to a quarter of an hour.

Fu Bo and Wu Xiuyuan hadn't finished their game of chess yet, and they were about to get off the car.

"here……"

Wu Xiuyuan is from Beijing, he didn't know it was normal, so he looked at Uncle Fu beside him, in his eyes, Uncle Fu is omnipotent, with Uncle Fu around, he will never get lost!

"Ahem, Your Highness, do you still remember the plague ten years ago?"

"The one in Huaishui Town?" Wu Xiuyuan still has some impressions of this plague. At the beginning, it was quite a big deal. His father, the emperor, once thought that there was a demon at work, and even invited the national teacher to do it.

"That's right. At the beginning, Master Guoshi personally came to this Huaishui town to practice, and then ordered the dead bodies of those patients to be burned. If I remember correctly, it should be the western suburbs. The old slave is right, sir. ?”

After finishing speaking, Uncle Fu looked at Ye Xiu, as if confirming that what he said was wrong.

"Well, it's here."

Looking at the desolate soil slope in front of them, Fu Bo and Wu Xiuyuan couldn't help frowning, this place...is very normal...

"No, if the corpses were really burned here ten years ago, it would not be so desolate! Yuntu Kingdom has always had the custom of burrowing into the ground for safety. After death, a grave must be erected, even if it is a clothes tomb!"

Wu Xiuyuan looked at the khaki-yellow sloping land with nothing in front of him, not even a blade of grass, and said, his expression also became puzzled.

Could it be that a cloak mound was erected elsewhere?

"Your Highness, this old servant will investigate now!"

Uncle Fu watched Wu Xiuyuan grow up since he was a child, and he knew exactly what he was thinking. He could guess what he wanted to do just by looking at his expression.

"There's no need to investigate. I asked Qingyang to investigate, and there was nothing. Moreover, even the relatives of those patients died one after another in the past ten years."

"Yes, Uncle Uncle, Your Highness, Mr. Yesterday found his subordinates and asked them to go and check the city lord's mansion. There are family members of those patients ten years ago. However, there are as many as a thousand patients. The family members of these people are all In the past ten years, they have died one after another, without exception, they all died of illness."

A young man in black walked up behind Ye Xiu, bowed and said.

Qingyang, one of the guards brought by Wu Xiuyuan when he came, was assigned to Ye Xiu for his dispatch.

"This..." Wu Xiuyuan looked at Qingyang in disbelief, not knowing what to say.

"Can you find out why the county magistrate here didn't report it?" Uncle Fu patted his Highness on the shoulder reassuringly, and continued to ask.

"The county magistrate here... is a disciple of the Master of the National Teacher..." Qingyang closed his eyes, and felt that he was finished... Talking about the important ministers of the court, he is considered a top guard...

Why am I so unlucky~ If I didn't want to hide from my blind date, I wouldn't take the initiative to ask for orders to follow His Highness down to this ghostly place. If I didn't come to this ghostly place, he wouldn't be assigned to Ye Xiu. Hugh, he wouldn't know so much TAT

The more you know, the worse you die~

"Be careful!"

Wu Xiuyuan was startled when he heard Qingyang's words, and hurriedly stopped him.

As a member of the royal family, Wu Xiuyuan has also developed the ability to make up his mind since he was a child. These clues are connected together, and a huge conspiracy has been born in his brain.

"It's nothing, let him talk. I also saved your life. This kid, how about paying me for it? Walking in the world alone, but there is no one who brings tea and water to run errands."

Surprisingly, Ye Xiu released Qingyang's siege with a loud voice, and took advantage of the situation to force him to leave.

Regarding this, Wu Xiuyuan naturally wouldn't say anything. In his heart, he was rescued twice by Ye Xiu and caused him a lot of trouble. He has been thinking about how to thank Ye Xiu, but now Ye Xiu took the initiative to ask , he naturally has no objections.

In this way, Qingyang officially lost his golden job as a personal guard of the prince, and became a personal attendant of an expert.

"Qingyang, you go ahead."

"……Yes."

Qingyang, who hadn't realized what was going on, reported the information he had found one by one in a dizzy state.

It turns out that the county magistrate here is a student of the current state teacher, and he is one of the more valued ones. However, what is puzzling is that such a popular person, even the courtiers in the entire court thought that there would be another political newcomer At that time, this new star actually fell!

He didn't enter the court, but went to a remote town and became the county magistrate there.

And Master Guoshi did not express any opinion on this, only said that everyone has his own ambitions.

Inside the court hall of Yuntu Kingdom, it has always been divided into two factions, the Imperial Teacher and the Grand Teacher.

The Taishi faction felt that the Guoshi must have some kind of conspiracy, and secretly monitored the county magistrate for ten years, but found nothing suspicious. The two had no contact for ten years. Gradually, this matter was also heard. The ensuing incident of the eldest prince's birth to Kemu was washed away.

In Qingyang's all-night carpet-like search, he still found clues, it was a damaged emerald ring, he had seen it in the hands of the national teacher, just before coming to this town.

If it wasn't for his outstanding memory since he was a child, he could hardly see it all, and he really couldn't see it.

"Did you bring that ring?" Wu Xiuyuan asked in a concentrated voice.

"Your Highness, please take a look."

As he spoke, Qing Yang took out a small cloth bag from his bosom, and after opening it, a broken emerald ring lay inside.

Wu Xiuyuan held it in his hand and inspected it carefully for a long time before confirming that it was indeed a gift from the royal family, an emerald ring tribute from Luoyun Kingdom, one of the affiliated countries of Yuntu Kingdom.

"I have the impression that this ring was sent to me as a high-grade tribute at that time, but I didn't like this kind of jewelry, so I sent it back to the warehouse. It is said that the national teacher later took a fancy to it and took it."

"..."

For a moment, Uncle Fu, Wu Xiuyuan, and Qingyang were all speechless.

After all, in their eyes, the national teacher has always been a just, kind, and caring person, how could he be connected with this corpse fish incident!

"I once saw a kind of sorcery in an ancient book. It used the technique of lowering the head to kill people silently. Even when they died, they didn't realize that they were dead, and then sacrificed the blood of their loved ones to nourish the corpses. Finally, fill those corpses with the souls of those who died at the hands of the dead, and you can become a corpse king. A corpse king needs a hundred people, but the person who died of illness was a thousand?"

Ye Xiu looked at Qingyang, who replied, "Yes..."

"One thousand corpse kings, that is, one hundred thousand innocent souls, died of the dead. The corpse poison comes from rotting corpses. The rotting corpses are the dead. How many residents are there in Huaishui Town?"

"Ten thousand... more than ten thousand people..."

Qingyang answered with a dazed expression.

"But! The number of residents in Huaishui Town is simply not enough!" Wu Xiuyuan retorted.

"Your Highness, this world is very big. There are many places that we don't pay attention to. Even if hundreds of thousands of people die there, they may not be reported to the imperial court... just like the dead village discovered five years ago." Uncle Fu Sighed, "Your Highness is still protected too well"

The dead village mentioned by Uncle Fu is located in a valley in the northeast of Yuntu Country. A herb picker found a village, but there was no one in it. After reporting to the officials, the court sent people to check and found that the people here should be They were all dead, and a large amount of dried blood was found in the village, as well as many unused herbs, which seemed to be poisoned or killed. When they were found, several years had passed since their death, and the clues were all zero. It was broken, it was useless at all, and in the end, this matter was left alone. This was the dead village incident at that time.

"But if he wants to control these thousand corpse kings, he can't do it at the base building stage. Therefore, he needs something that can suppress these zombies. If the blood is made into a puppet, you can control him with your own consciousness, and the dragon energy can suppress the death aura of the corpse king, so you can use this to control thousands of corpse kings..."

"Impossible! Zombies are evil things, and they can't enter the palace that has been passed down for thousands of years and has been baptized by countless emperors and dragons!"

Before Ye Xiu finished speaking, Uncle Fu retorted.

"Did I say he was going to rebel?"

No need to guess what this person is thinking.

"Haven't you forgotten that a zombie with a soul can do other than transform into a corpse king with powerful attack power?"

"...Continue...life..."

The author has something to say: When I wrote this chapter, I happened to be watching Zombie 2013, and the inspiration came from Uncle Jiu’s refining zombies to renew their lives, hehe

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