[Slow Wear] Assassin System

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"Weak water?" Miao Xuan recalled the weak water in Jiao Jiao's mouth.

Of course, Miao Xuan asked Qiao Qiao about the situation in his hometown. At that time, Qiao Qiao said:

"Is Ruoshui? Ruoshui is not a good place, it's just a wasteland at the foot of the mountain, crowded with things that only eat, drink, and have cubs in their minds... You mean monsters? Bird demons or beasts? Ruoshui has no aquatics."

"The weak water monster clan is like this, and there are human races. They are not interesting. Their lifespan is short and weak. In recent years, a few cubs have emerged, but no matter how fierce they are, they are still cubs. It's very boring."

Jie Jiao was full of dislike for his own territory. Miao Xuan interpreted Xiao Jiao's words, and immediately understood: Ruoshui is a well-developed center of the monster race, full of vitality, not only the monster race but also the human race, and the near After a few years of living and working in peace and contentment, having children and importing, even the new generation with good strength and promising future has risen.

This makes people full of expectations...

Miao Xuan seriously agreed: "Okay!"

Seeing the little phoenix bouncing back to his little nest, Xuanwu couldn't help showing a smile.

He sank into the water, his heart full of deep worry and reluctance.

Little Fenghuang has grown up. Although he hasn't practiced his sword for long, he is not yet a master, but Fenghuang's talent is astonishing. Now Xuanfeng's every sword has a brilliant power, which is far different from when he was born.

If only from the perspective of strength, Little Phoenix is ​​indeed a rare opponent, but strength can never represent everything, not to mention that Little Phoenix will take his place...

Jiao Jiao and You Zhao are the assistants cultivated for Little Phoenix. Now it seems that Xuan Feng can suppress them. As long as this relationship is maintained, the natural bond between the human race and the monster race will not be broken.

As for whether there will be more variables in the future...it doesn't count.

Xuanwu sighed faintly.

When Little Phoenix came back from Ruoshui, it was almost time to tell him... the sad news of his impending death.

Time is the most eternal thing, the gods will fall into a deep sleep, and the gods and beasts will also have the day when their lifespan is exhausted.

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quiet place.

The death of King Hao, the succession of King Zhao, and the change of the monarch caused short-term turmoil in Youdi. A new king named "Zhao" appeared...

It's like an absurd nightmare.

But You Zhao is not unprepared, he started the layout when he offered the so-called "longevity medicine" to King Hao Jin, and now it's just the finishing touches.

It has been seven or eighty years, and the royal family has changed from generation to generation, but the children who grew up with You Zhao have stepped onto the path of cultivation one after another, becoming the backbone of his followers.

King Hao's old faction is actually a faction headed by priests and great witches, while the new king's faction is actually a cultivating human race headed by You Zhao. With the continuous rise of the latter, the conflict between the two is getting bigger and bigger.

The cultivation method of the human race has become more and more perfect under the strengthening of You Zhao and Miao Xuan. The most obvious shortcoming is probably the high requirement for aptitude and comprehension.

Whether it is to draw qi into the body, open the key orifices, and build the dantian, without the guidance of the seniors, beginners with ordinary understanding will not be able to understand it at all, let alone practice.

Fortunately, You Zhao is a good teacher. Not only has he become stronger rapidly in the past few decades, but he has also spared no effort in preaching. Almost all the most gifted children in the new generation of the human race have embarked on the road of cultivation.

The human race is a race favored by heaven. As long as one has the aptitude to embark on the path of cultivation, the rich spiritual power in the world will undoubtedly be the best helper for future progress.

It can be seen that the conflict between the old faction and the new faction is not only because of political status, but also because of the competition for various resources, especially the talents of the next generation.

The rise of cultivation means the decline of sacrifice and witchcraft. However, the techniques and methods of this cultivation are created by divine beasts, and the effect is excellent. The old faction that cannot raise objections to this can only target You Zhao.

Youguo respects the virtue of water, and Youzhao's name becomes the best ground for criticism.

In the palace, You Zhao knelt and sat on the position representing the supreme power, rubbing his temples wearily, and dealt with annoying things without sleep for more than ten days in a row.

He hated the outmoded and stubborn priests, great witches and customs, but these things stumbled his footsteps, so he had to sit here and take care of everything.

It has been two months since I saw Xuan Jun... You Zhao feels wronged in his heart.

Although I have expected to pay a lot of price to become a king, but I feel it is still uncomfortable.

In front of Youzhao's body was piled up bones with characters written on them, all of which were requests for sacrifices, and the reasons were high-sounding: in order to thank the gods and beasts for their protection, they asked for human sacrifices at the Kunlun Mountains.

Human sacrifice, like burial, is a very old tradition. It can even be traced back to before the human race settled in Youdi. The purpose of the sacrifice is often to pray to the gods, but one heavenly ladder is broken, the gods are asleep, and the second Xuanwu doesn't care about the human race at all. Internal fights or sacrifices at the foot of the mountain, human sacrifices are not so effective, and naturally there are fewer people who are tossing.

This time, although the joint request of the great witch and the priests was aimed at the sacrifice, it actually wanted to open up the ancient tradition.

"What do you think about human sacrifice?" You Zhao had already made up his mind, and raised his head to ask the courtiers around him.

These people are all followers of You Zhao's new faction, and some of them even accompanied You Zhao in gang fights when he was young.

"Your Majesty, we can't agree." The woman on the upper left frowned, "What human sacrifice? It's all their cover, they just want to use this to overwhelm us, and human sacrifice... must be 'requisitioning' our slaves, not recently For hunting tribes, the price of slaves has increased, why should they be cheaper?"

The man next to her also meant the same thing: "Hundreds of slaves are a small matter, but they can't let them think that we will back down and set a precedent."

Many people nodded in agreement.

"It's not appropriate... Do we want to reject it directly?" Someone else raised an objection, "The cultivation method comes from Lord Feng. If we refute the rejection, it will not only reduce the prestige of the king, but also give them a reason to resist... and , will Feng Jun be dissatisfied because of this, and even stop trusting the king in the future?"

Immediately someone responded: "I think so too."

There are quite a few people who have this question. After all, You Country is a human country with Xuanwu as its totem, and gods and beasts are their beliefs. It is not a good choice to directly oppose the sacrifice.

Sitting on the throne, You Zhao watched his subordinates having a heated discussion, he casually pushed away the bone fragments on the table: "What you said makes sense."

He smiled: "I understand Su's concerns, I will not reject the proposal of human sacrifice, not only that, but I also want to agree with it."

Under everyone's surprised and expectant eyes, You Zhao said with confidence: "Of course this is their attack, but why can't we turn the human sacrifice into our opportunity? After all, this is a sacrifice to Feng Jun, so who else but me Can you still host it?"

The man named Su was the first to react, with a smile on his face: "In this way, the human sacrifice they have planned for a long time can become an opportunity for the king to make a name for himself!"

"That's right." You Zhao looked at the stacked bone fragments, restraining his inner disgust, "Since you want to sacrifice, then do it to the extreme, and human sacrifice..."

"Then kill them enough to scare them."

The first decree of the new king was laid with the lives of thousands of slaves.

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Demon world.

In the dilapidated altar hall, Xuanmo sits on an object that can barely be called a seat—this is a sculpture of a god that was split in two. Although the deity's appearance has long been unrecognizable, the materials used are undoubtedly very precious of.

Xuan Mo lowered his head, his eyes were dark, and there were many black crystals scattered around his feet, and a blue-skinned woman was kneeling on the ground not far away.

"Too slow." He said softly, "I already, don't want to wait."

The blue-skinned woman trembled, and lowered her back even lower, wishing that her tyrannical master would forget herself.

In the end what happened? !What made the brutal but always disciplined Xuanmo suddenly ignore him, unwilling to wait even for a moment, did he want to slaughter all the demons before he would give up?

The woman could feel that the terrifying sight was judging her, and her survival instinct made her struggling to death: "Master! I can accept the withered demon's diversion, but he can't control my fire cliff, please spare me this time! Withered devil die instead of me!"

Xuanmo won't listen to your rhetoric. If you want him to accept your plea, then you have to show your usefulness and directly propose an alternative.

The man sitting on the broken statue didn't answer, he seemed to be thinking, and seemed to be in a trance, but the green-skinned woman was suffering at the juncture of life and death, and the sweat dripped down, soaking her skirt.

I don't know how long it took, when the woman couldn't take it anymore and was about to kill herself to have a good time, she suddenly heard Xuan Mo's sentence: "You go."

The blue-skinned woman froze for a moment, but she immediately reacted, wrapped her body in blue flames, and disappeared into the hall after a few breaths.

And far away in the wilderness thousands of miles away, a thin, black-skinned old man suddenly pressed his chest, and he made a strange sound from his throat, his skin shriveled suddenly, as if all the vitality had been sucked away, and only The next horrible mummy.

A huge black spar grew from the mummy's forehead.

Blue flames appeared in the wilderness, and the blue-skinned woman staggered in the rotten soil and poisonous weeds. Looking at the corpse, she tremblingly stretched out her fist-sized spar.

The mummy turned into powder, and the woman fell to the ground. The black spar exuded a mysterious and beautiful light in her hands, but the woman was trembling all over, and tears rolled down her face.

After a long time, she pinched her throat with one hand, and let out a silent wail mixed with catharsis and gratitude.

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As night fell, Dizhi's altar fell into darkness.

Xuan still sat on the broken statue.

How long has it been... not coming back.

He will not come back, he has flown away.

Xuan Mo woke up like a dream, he looked at the transparent and familiar stone in the palm of his hand.

Every time the phoenix would cling to the rocks, his understanding of things was much deeper than what the teacher thought he knew—whether it was the structure, the method of use, or the efficacy.

The teacher didn't deliberately guard against it, so he deduced the information.

This thing is Mingjing.

The ghost crystal of the demon world can also be used with magic breath, right?

As for the consciousness... the demon race and the human race originally came from the same bloodline, and his talent is so special, the more he "eats", the faster he grows, which gives him a terrifyingly strong foundation in spiritual consciousness .

The teacher doesn't know this, just like he never knew that he still has the talent of magic.

He used to deceive himself, for fear that acting rashly would make the teacher hate him. At that time, he didn't dare to take even the slightest risk of being abandoned, even thinking about the teacher leaving would be extremely uncomfortable.

But now... there is nothing to be afraid of.

Xuanmo lifted the stone and stuck it on his forehead. He input the magic breath and spiritual consciousness in a strange way, and got the feedback soon.

After a while of dizziness, the white light curtain disappeared, and a brand new and strange world appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The first thing Xuan saw was a huge bright and warm light source on the sky, soft and translucent white objects drifting slowly and softly, and countless colorful and vigorous birds freely criss-crossing in the sky.

Immediately after that are the endless mountains, the green mountains and rivers, and the endless torrent... Countless creatures are flourishing under the bright and warm light.

There were too many, it was so beautiful, everything made him dizzy, Xuanmo just looked at it like this, I don't know how many days and nights passed, until the sea of ​​consciousness was almost exhausted, and the pain made him withdraw from the Mingjing in a trance.

Mingjing fell from his hand, fell onto the hill made of black crystals, and rolled away again.

Xuanmo just watched like this, motionless.

The dark light scattered across the altar, and the broken statues were illuminated. Their old and decayed faces were outlined by light and shadow, as if they were all laughing.

Xuan reached out and touched his eyes.

"what……"

No wonder, no wonder you're leaving.

I used to think that everything was the most precious and brightest, those pure white and lovely rare stalactites, the endless crimson carrion flowers, the quiet blue pools, the flocks of birds, the frozen mountains, the barren wilderness, the dazzling flowers and plants ...

A few dry, cold, hard stones are nothing compared to the ubiquitous white clumps in the sky.There are only small red flower plants that feed on flesh and blood, how can they compare with the extremely beautiful and colorful sea of ​​flowers?How can silent stagnant water replace tens of thousands of pools and hundreds of rivers!

The flocks of birds are prouder than the ugliest fowl there; a few frozen mountains, where there are continuous glacial lakes and seas are solemn and quiet; the barren wilderness is endless, but never grows on the rot. Over any trace of greenery.

And there is no light, the most beautiful and dazzling light in the sky.

Like a phoenix, it is proud and dazzling, overlooking the light of the earth from a high position.

That world has everything that matches Phoenix, and they set off him, and everything is as it should be.

No wonder you don't want to stay.

So this is ah……

What I thought, all the most beautiful things, turned out to be nothing in that world.

Nothing.

The author has something to say:

So what are you all doing at this time?

Hong Hong: I'm looking for branches.

You Zhao: Raised the butcher knife.

Xiao Hei: The first explosion of mentality.jpg