Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Ma Liang, the magic brush? I've heard your story!"

Ma Liang gave a bitter laugh, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, sir. I don't know who spread this news."

Song Xuan shook his head and did not explain. The story of Ma Liang with the magic brush was a fairy tale he heard before he traveled through time.

All I can say is that the World of Ten Thousand Spirits is indeed a super world that integrates countless worlds, and all kinds of bizarre things may happen.

"My name is Song Xuan, Deputy Captain of the Imperial City Division of Suzhou and Hangzhou Prefecture in Dongzhou. I'm the one who will take on your request for assistance this time!"

As Song Xuan spoke, he raised his hand and pointed, but a muffled groan was heard outside the cave, followed by a bang and the sound of flesh and blood crumbling.

"There are still many people out there who covet the magic brush. Come on, I'll escort you back to the yamen!"

"grown ups!"

Ma Liang bowed and said, "This time, this humble official has been in trouble because of my colleagues in the Hundred Households Office.

"That officer of the Hundred Households does not want to go back. Could I please serve you and accompany you?"

Song Xuan looked at him sideways.

In his spiritual perception, Ma Liang was shrouded in an extremely special gray halo all over his body. This was the result of his luck being completely exhausted and overdrawn.

Song Xuan had seen many people with good luck, but this was the first time he had seen someone with such bad luck as Ma Liang.

Chapter 630 Sir, the water is too deep, I can't grasp it

Song Xuan pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"Ma Liang, do you know your current situation?"

Ma Liang smiled bitterly, "Your Excellency knows that right now, not only are the evil cultivators outside trying to capture me, but even my colleagues in the Imperial City Office are plotting against me.

Now, I don’t dare to trust anyone except you, my Lord! "

He didn't know what level of cultivation this Captain Song in front of him had, but he could easily crush two great cultivators in the Spirit Severing stage from the underworld. Even if he was not a powerful cultivator in the Fusion stage, he was probably not much different.

Such beings all want to save face.

Since I have accepted his call for help, I will most likely protect him and save his life.

Otherwise, if he couldn't even complete the mission of seeking help from a cultivator in the Return to Void Stage, wouldn't it be embarrassing if this matter were made public?

Moreover, the magic pen has fallen into the hands of Lord Song, and Lord Song has no motive to kill him.

No matter from which perspective, it is safest to follow this adult.

If he could serve under him, the safety of him and his young mother would be guaranteed.

"It seems you still don't know your true situation."

Song Xuan smiled slightly, "What you just said, being hunted and plotted against, are all trivial matters.

Your real trouble comes from yourself!"

He pointed at Ma Liang and said, "Your luck has been overdrawn. Now you are in a state of bad luck. To be frank, all kinds of bad luck will follow you from now on. It will be difficult for you to have a good death!"

Ma Liang smiled awkwardly, "It shouldn't be that serious, right?

I think my luck is not bad, at least I met a fair and kind senior like you..."

Song Xuan was silent for a moment.

"You can talk!"

Song Xuan guessed that Ma Liang was doomed to die. This was evident from the fact that no one had accepted the other party's request for help. He was so unlucky that even the Fortune Compass was too lazy to pass on his request for help to other people in the Imperial City Division.

I guess it was because I kept spamming the screen asking for tasks that the Fortune Compass got tired of it and threw this task out. Otherwise, this task probably wouldn't appear in anyone's task list.

Song Xuan pondered for a moment, "There are fifty great ways, and forty-nine natural evolutions. Even those with bad luck still have a glimmer of hope... In this way, I am Ma Liang's destiny!"

After a moment of contemplation, he nodded slightly, "Well, since you have met me, we are destined to be together."

He waved his hand and said, "Let's go, follow me!"

In the future, if you want to work in the officialdom of the Imperial City, you will always need to have your own team. Although Ma Liang is unlucky, it doesn't matter. As long as he is used well, maybe it will have miraculous effects.

...

After leaving the underground cave, the three of them flew into the air.

Although Ma Liang's wife looks weak, she is also at the Return to Void Stage.

According to Ma Liang, when You Niang first walked out of the painting, she was only at the Jindan stage.

But as Ma Liang's own cultivation level continued to improve, You Niang's cultivation level also changed accordingly. The cultivation level of the people in the painting was linked to the cultivation level of the painter.

Song Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "That magic pen may be a treasure of heaven and earth, but no matter what treasure it is, it must follow a most basic principle."

Ma Liang was curious, "What principles?"

"The principle of equivalent exchange!"

"You have a beautiful wife, and a wife whose cultivation level can improve with you. This did not come out of thin air.

Every day that your wife in the painting exists in this world, she will consume your luck. When your luck is insufficient, it will consume your lifespan.

You are a cultivator in the Return to Void Realm, and your cultivation level is considered strong in this Wanling Continent. It stands to reason that your lifespan is several thousand years.

But look at your current state, with your gray hair and declining Qi and blood, these are signs that your vitality has begun to dry up."

Song Xuan sighed softly, "They say treasures belong to those who are destined to possess them. Although the magic pen is good, your fate is not strong enough to withstand its consumption. If you use it a few more times, you will be buried and your soul will return to heaven and earth!"

Ma Liang gave a bitter laugh. "Although today's hardship was a calamity, it was also a kind of relief. Otherwise, if the magic pen was still in your hands, I would still be unable to resist using it, and sooner or later I would run out of energy and perish completely."

He took a deep breath, and at this moment he seemed to understand what Song Xuan had just said.

"Sir, the water in that pen is too deep for me to grasp. Now that the magic pen has become spiritual, I have found a truly virtuous person like you, sir. This is also a happy event!"

Song Xuan tilted his head slightly, nodded and smiled, "It seems that after this calamity, you have indeed realized a lot of truths.

In this way, even without the help of the magic pen, the future path of cultivation will not necessarily stop here!"

In fact, Song Xuan originally wanted to say that the water is too deep and you can't control it, so let me control it for you.

I didn’t expect Ma Liang to say it first. This guy is quite an interesting person.

......

In a special area of ​​the Daosong Dynasty close to the Moyuan Dynasty, the air is filled with yin energy and there is no human habitation within a million miles.

It is said that this place was cut off by the projection of a real demon in the world of immortals and demons in ancient times, leaving behind a large canyon stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles.

Inside the canyon, there was a sinister aura and evil fog, with no grass growing.

The common people did not dare to approach, and the monks were unwilling to stay here. Over time, this place became a paradise for evil cultivators.

The Underworld is a very famous and powerful force here.

At this moment, in the canyon, there was a pool of water emitting an extremely cold air. Beside the pool, there was a tall and graceful woman in a red dress, sitting cross-legged on the shore, in charge of the place.

At this moment, the water in the pool suddenly made a gurgling sound, as if it was boiling.

In the boiling spring water, a head emerged from the water. Its expression was fierce and cold, but if you looked closely, you could see a hint of fear in its eyes.

"Sixth Junior Brother?"

The woman in red suddenly opened her eyes and asked in surprise, "Didn't you take your seventh junior brother to Yandang Mountain to look for the magic brush? How did you die?"

The head in the pool of water soaked in the water for a while, and only after the mysterious power in the water reshaped its body did it drag its wet body to the shore.

Looking closely, this so-called sixth junior brother was none other than the tall old man who was slapped to death by Song Xuan in Yandang Mountain.

"Second Senior Sister..." The tall old man gritted his teeth, seeming a little confused, "Don't mention it, I don't know how I died, I just felt that my mind was in a daze, as if I was controlled by someone.

When his consciousness returned, he was resurrected in this dark pool.

By the way, the person controlling me seems to be a master from the Imperial City Division."

Gurgle, gurgle...

At this moment, the water in the pond began to boil again.

The tall old man turned his head and saw another head floating in the water. The moment the head opened its eyes, its gaze met the tall old man's.

The red-dressed woman was stunned. "What on earth happened? Even you, Seventh Junior Brother, are dead?"

The seventh junior brother was naturally the short old man. At this moment, he ignored the second senior sister in red, but stared at the tall old man with an angry face.

Wow!

His half-repaired body suddenly jumped out of the pool, stretched out his arms, and grabbed the tall old man's neck.

"I'll strangle you, you pig teammate!"

"We agreed to stand guard outside the door, but now the enemy is at the door, why don't you make some noise?"

"If it weren't for Mingtan, I would have been completely screwed by you!"

Chapter 631 You don’t follow any official rules at all!

The tall old man quickly pulled the short old man's arm away and shouted angrily, "Are you sick? Go find whoever killed you, why are you looking for me?"

"If I can defeat him, will I be resurrected in this dark pool?"

The short old man was very unhappy. His arm was torn apart and he dragged half of his body forward. With a thud, the two of them crashed into the shore, causing a violent sonic boom.

"enough!"

The woman in red couldn't stand it any longer, so she went down to pull the two apart, frowning and asking, "Tell me in detail, what exactly happened?"

The short old man snorted twice and said, "Old Six and I went to Yandang Mountain to steal the magic pen. The magic pen was already in my hands, and I was about to kill Ma Liang and leave.

As a result, Lao Liu, who was keeping watch outside, suddenly walked into the cave and lured the enemy in.

then,

And then you also saw that we both were resurrected in the Hades Pond!

After dying this time, I can be resurrected, but my strength has been permanently reduced by 10%. Do you think I can not be angry?"

The woman in red looked at the tall old man, "Sixth Junior Brother, what's your situation? Even if you can't defeat him, at least you can send a signal to give me some clues, right?"

The tall old man said helplessly, "I don't know what happened. I didn't even get a good look at the other person before my consciousness became hazy. I don't even know how I died."

"I know that!" the short old man said quickly, "You were slapped to death!"

As he spoke, he gestured on his forehead, "Just like that, bang, you'll be reduced to a pool of rotten flesh from head to toe. You can't be more dead!"

The tall old man glared at him coldly, "Thank you, you don't have to describe it so clearly!"

The woman in red waved her hand. "Seventh Junior Brother, please tell me in detail what happened to the person who killed you. What were his characteristics?"

The short old man recalled, "The other party is wearing the official uniform of the Imperial City Bureau, so his official position should be quite high.

As for the characteristics... it looks good, extremely good looking!

Even I, a ghost cultivator, think he's good-looking. In the eyes of others, this person's looks are probably at the top."

The woman in red rolled her eyes. "There are countless geniuses in this world, and many good-looking people. What kind of characteristics do you have?"

"You do not understand!"

The short old man said seriously, "No matter how much I say now, you won't understand. But when you really see him, you won't need me to introduce him. Just one look and you'll be able to spot him in the crowd!"

The woman in red looked at the face of the seventh junior brother and didn't take it seriously.

You are an ugly guy, so naturally you think everyone is pretty. But with your aesthetic taste, how pretty can your idea of ​​pretty be?

After pondering for a while, the woman in red said, "Although our Netherworld has declined compared to the ancient times, even so, killing our people cannot be done without paying any price!

This matter cannot end like this!"

The tall old man's face lit up with joy, "Second Senior Sister is going to stand up for us?"

Second Senior Sister is one of the most talented people in the Netherworld in the past thousand years. Her cultivation has reached the great perfection of the Spirit Severing Stage, and she is only one step away from condensing the Dao Fruit and entering the Dao Unity Stage.

If she is willing to step forward, she may be able to get back at him.

"Don't go!"

The red-dressed woman shook her head decisively, "That person was able to kill both of you easily. Even if he's not a powerful being in the Fusion Realm, his cultivation is at least at the limit of the Spiritual Severing Realm.

Even if I take action myself, I may not be able to do anything to such an existence.