Immortal cultivator is divided into great death

That's right, everything is clear...Fu Bo's own cultivation is at the Golden Core stage, so he can clearly see that the national teacher's own cultivation is at the foundation-building stage, and he is still practicing in the Tianpan Continent. base period!

However, that person has been an official in the court for many years, and his body has long been covered by the aura of the world of mortals, and he has been suppressed by the way of heaven. Naturally, he can't see what kind of skills the national teacher is practicing, but he never expected that that person, who practiced It was an evil work!

Killing people with the technique of lowering their heads led to the plague that came and went in a hurry. In order to raise the corpses, he put his disciples in this small town to cover him, and secretly killed the relatives of those corpses. It will take ten years, ten years later, he will use corpse poison to kill the entire residents of Huaishui Town, just for those [-] innocent souls, and even... In order to control the zombies, the eldest prince is included... Deep, far, chilling...

"Presumably, those zombies should be hidden in the sea. Go back, follow me to meet the national teacher tomorrow, I broke his game, and the success or failure will be tomorrow. Thinking about it, his lifespan is not much, so urgent , can't do~"

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the shocked Wu Xiuyuan and Qingyang shivered, followed Ye Xiu and staggered into the carriage, leaving the western suburbs.

It's not that Wu Xiuyuan and Fu Bo doubted the national teacher, but that the national teacher himself didn't make a good impression on Wu Xiuyuan and Fu Bo.

When Wu Xiuyuan was born, the empress had dystocia. When the emperor struggled for a long time to decide to keep the baby, Wu Xiuyuan was born, and the empress collapsed after giving birth, and passed away within a few days. This child who indirectly killed his beloved has always been a dispensable attitude. Later, the master of the national teacher even said that Wu Xiuyuan's birth date was born to be a mother, and there is a relationship between brothers and sisters. Like, since then, Wu Xiuyuan has been thrown into the cold palace, with only an old slave who was with the former queen to take care of him, that is, Uncle Fu.

Back in his own courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, looking at Qing Yang who was still in a daze, Ye Xiu patted his head with a complicated expression.

Qingyang: 0.0

Stupid, really like...

"Follow me from now on, do you have relatives?" Back in the house, Ye Xiu looked at Qing Yang standing in front of him and asked.

"Mr. Hui, there is still an elder brother in the family, who is five years older than Qingyang." Blinking, he still hasn't recovered from the stimulation of being touched on the head.

"Since you have become my servant, you are not good at this skill." Holding back a smile, Ye Xiu looked at Qingyang with a serious face, and the person who was pointed at and said no was furious, "Sir! He has never slackened in his practice, among the imperial guards, his boxing and kicking skills are among the top three, although he is not as good as Mr., but he still has to do it!"

oh?Looking dumbfounded, but quite arrogant?

"Well...tomorrow you will go with me to the seaside to find the place where the corpse is hidden, and then you will know if you can do it." With a smile on his lips, Ye Xiu continued to prod Qing Xiaodai with "Sir, please do it! "

Seeing that a certain person was about to leave with his head held high, Ye Xiu quickly called him to stop, "Wait a minute, go and buy these things, they will be useful tomorrow."

"Um...yes." Seeing the note in his hand with yellow paper, cinnabar, black dog's blood and glutinous rice, Qingyang stuffed it into his arms silently, and went to the market.

Watching that person go away, the smile on Ye Xiu's lips also faded, "After all...it wasn't him..."

In the battle of reincarnation, he once saved a child, and that child became his little medicine boy, accompanying him through hundreds of years of lonely time. During a battle with a cultivator, his little medicine boy Tong blocked a blow from the cultivator who was crossing the tribulation period for him, and his soul flew away in an instant...

Knowing that everything in front of him is an illusion, he has always been selfish and stingy with his feelings. Apart from his parents and master, only the little drug boy has a place in his heart.

Waking up from his memory, Ye Xiu began to rummage in the gourd space to find the magic weapon that could be used tomorrow. After all, his cultivation had been pushed down to the foundation-building stage, facing the thousand corpse kings and an evil cultivator of the foundation-building stage who might wake up at any time , or make more preparations, so as not to capsize in the gutter.

On the second day, a group of people took a carriage and came to the coast of Huaishui Town. Looking at the huge collapsed hole in front of them, Wu Xiuyuan and Qingyang looked at Ye Xiu in surprise.

Raising eyebrows, "A heavy rain that day washed this place down."

Standing on the rock with his hands behind his back, Ye Xiu sighed leisurely as he looked at the barrier set up by the power of law in the distance.

"Come out, it will be difficult for you to hide here for a night."

Squinting his eyes, enjoying the refreshment brought by the sea breeze, Ye Xiu shouted loudly.

"Hmph! Yellow-mouthed boy! Today, the poor will sacrifice your blood!"

Accompanied by a hoarse voice, a black shadow rushed towards Ye Xiu in an instant. Regarding this, Ye Xiu unhurriedly took out a seal from his sleeve, raised his hand and threw it at the black shadow.

"bump!"

Looking at the one-meter-deep pit that appeared on the ground, everyone present couldn't help swallowing.

"Quick response"

Ye Xiu didn't feel a problem with his aim at all, the black figure paused, and rushed over again, and a little green light could be vaguely seen hidden in it.

"Ding!"

This time Ye Xiu didn't hit him again, and stood on the spot with his hands behind his back. He only heard a crisp sound, and the attack of the black shadow was blocked by a light intensity one foot in front of him. No matter how he attacked, he couldn't attack again Inch half a step forward.

"clumsy!"

A ray of golden light flew out, instantly wrapping the black shadow into zongzi. Seeing this, Uncle Fu stepped forward and lifted the black cloak.

"Hmph! You Fu Tonghai, how dare you unite with outsiders to plot against the poor!"

After the black cloak was lifted by Fu Bo, he was a middle-aged Taoist with white and black beard.

"This fellow Taoist, Pindao Tiansongzi, I ask myself why you have never had any enmity with you, so why do you spoil the poor thing!"

"My pleasure."

Wu Xiuyuan: ...

Faber: ...

Qingyang: ...

"...Hehe, Fellow Daoist was joking...uh!" Before Song Zi finished speaking that day, Ye Xiu made a sword move, and instantly his head fell to the ground.

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"That... sir..." Uncle Fu looked at the national teacher who died just like that, and felt that he had to say something, but seeing the indifferent expression on that person's face, he didn't know what to say.

Talk about a big fight!The agreed-upon suppressing cultivation base! !What about the two-faced, cunning and treacherous people who agreed! ! !The agreed behind-the-scenes BOSS! ! ! ! ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

You are a cannon fodder! ! ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻︵┻━┻︵┻━┻

"...Sir, what should we do with these zombies?" At this time, Wu Xiuyuan was more calm. Looking at him, Ye Xiu felt that he understood the eldest prince's temperament.

Wu Xiuyuan said that he has a kind heart and would not see innocent people being victimized, that's for sure, but!The eldest prince, who grew up in the absence of love for many years, still grew crooked under Forbe's almost round-the-clock supervision.

In the world of Wu Xiuyuan, there are only black and white. He thinks you are good, and you have proved this with facts, then you are good. To save the good, even if he wants to kill him, he will not realize it. What's there.

If it is evil, and he also used his own eyes to witness you doing evil, then you are evil, and when you are killed, he will not give you more eyes, even if just a moment ago, you still He talked and laughed.

Such a person is simple but cruel.

This kind of personality was originally well hidden, but after experiencing two life and death calamities, it was infinitely magnified.

To this, Ye Xiu nodded in satisfaction, finally looking a little bit better.

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"There's no rush, Wu Xiuyuan, I have something to ask you."

Turning around, Ye Xiu stood on the rock, condescendingly looking down at the doubtful young man.

"Sir, please speak."

"Wu Xiuyuan, would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

Wu Xiuyuan: 0.0

Seeing his highness standing there in a daze, Uncle Fu kicked him out, knelt down by Wu Xiuyuan, and whispered in his ear, "Your highness! Why are you still standing there!"

"Yes! Disciple Wu Xiuyuan pays respects to Master!"

Awakened by Uncle Fu, Wu Xiuyuan quickly gave Ye Xiu three prostrations and nine prostrations.

"The teacher is a descendant of the Taiqing lineage. He came to preach the Tao under the order of the teacher. There are three volumes of the Dharma. You can choose one volume to practice."

As he spoke, he threw out the three scrolls and sent them to Wu Xiuyuan.

These three branches exude gold, blue and black rays of light respectively.

"Master, is there a difference between these three volumes?"

Wu Xiuyuan's calm performance added a lot of points to him in Ye Xiu's heart, after all, he was a child who grew up in that man-eating palace.

"The first volume on the left is the way to help the world and cross people, which can prove Bodhi; the second volume is the way to cultivate longevity, which can lead to immortality; the third volume is the way to kill and destroy the world, and can enter the Shura."

Uncle Fu looked at the three volumes of Daoism in front of His Royal Highness, and couldn't help feeling a little bit. It is indeed a great power in the Nascent Soul Stage. Just looking at the materials of this scroll, you can tell that it is not an ordinary method. After listening to Ye Xiu's explanation, how can it be I still don't understand, these are the top skills handed down from the upper world!

Fu Bo has practiced for hundreds of years. He fell into a love disaster 30 years ago and entered the Tianpan Continent. Counting the time, his own love disaster is almost over.

There are countless sects in the Tianling Continent, not to mention that there are so many monks in the Jindan stage, but there are at least two or three monks in each sect, but this Nascent Soul Stage... until he left the Tianling Continent, the known Yuan There are only a dozen or so cultivators in the infancy stage. A catastrophe has caused many monks to lose their way to the Nascent Soul. They have no shortage of pills. For thousands of years in the Tianling Continent, there have been seniors who have ascended. Yes, the only thing each senior did before ascension was to refine pills and formations for the backups, and they did not lack any of them. Although there were no powerful formations, they definitely had all kinds of formations, and they studied them in every realm. A lot of formations, talents?The most indispensable thing in the practice world is geniuses. There are many geniuses who have been able to form alchemy for a hundred years. In the final analysis, it is still a matter of practice formulas!

These cultivation methods are all figured out by the seniors bit by bit based on the sporadic ancient inheritance. Those seniors who have ascended through the ages, which one does not have their own adventures, but... such things as adventures can be How many, not having a good method of practice is the root cause of the general low level of the practice world today!

Looking at his highness, Uncle Fu was confident that after a thousand years, among those seniors who ascended, there must be his highness!Just rely on the orthodox formula handed down from the upper realm!

On this side, Uncle Fu sighed for a long time, and on the other side, Wu Xiuyuan finally got over his entanglement. "Master, I will choose the first volume, The Way to Help the World and Save People!"

"good."

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