A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 539: Wind Rises Overseas Apathy and Suffering

“Seniors don't know the tide of the beast? Looks like the senior studied here for years. You don't even know what's going on out there, do you?” After the middle-aged monk exhaled, some muttered.

“Listen to your tone. It's terrible out there!” Men seem to be interested, and although their voices are still cold, there is a hint of curiosity in the words.

The middle-aged monks are a little silent.

What's going on out there is more than just a bad description!

Looks like they're an old monster who's been locked up for years. Otherwise, how could something big that happened more than 20 years ago be unknown to this day?

But then he was more relieved.

As the cultivation of the other side, it is generally not despicable to harm their younger generations.

They have something that the other person sees.

To think of it, the middle-aged Master Goddess replied with a few more respects:

“Senpai! The Beast Tide was more than 20 years ago. Later in life, he was also a refinery monk. I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I heard the elders at the door say one or two. Tens of thousands of demonic beasts in the waters of the abyss were said to have surfaced one day without any signs. Then he rushed to Qiyuan Island, surrounding the Black Rock City Regiment and attacking again and again. Thousands of friars and a dry dollar infant guardian guarded the island, although it has several large battle guards. But a few days later, it was still broken by demons. With the exception of a very small number of monks who managed to escape while they were still alive, all the remaining human monks died on the spot. ”

The middle-aged monk said, his face darkened for a while.

“There's such a thing! And then what happened? Has the demon returned to the abyss?” The man's voice showed a slight shock, but then responded with a faint tone.

“If we return to the abyss, things will be fine. After the Abyssal Demon Beast turned the Black Stone City into a piece of rubble, it began to split into several strands, led by some high-ranking demon beasts, and began to sweep away other human villages and towns. Although most of the information had been received in advance, people in these villages abandoned their homes early and hid everywhere. But there are still many monks and mortals who have been poisoned. As a result, less than six months later, all the waters around Qiyuan Island, and no more villages and towns with human conglomerations, were completely destroyed. This alone is not enough. Although most of these demonic beasts have returned to the abyss, there are some highly intelligent high-ranking demonic beasts who have begun to search everywhere for hidden humans and kill and devour them. Shortly thereafter, mortals from the sea are said to have been killed and wounded, and the human monks have suffered most of the damage. Survivors can only leave the waters near Qiyuan Island far away, and find isolated islands to live and hide in the east. Today, Qiyuan Island has become a gathering place for high-ranking demonic beasts, and as soon as we hear from our human brothers, they will set out again to wipe out our brothers.” The divine colour of the middle-aged monks began to grieve.

At this time, the mysterious man's voice hasn't been heard for a while, and seems shocked by the news, trying to digest the appearance of this message.

“Hey, hey! That's funny. So, in the outer space, our monks, like the demon beasts of the day, became the shouting characters.” The man laughed coldly and finally spoke again. It was just sarcasm in the words that left these monks unexpected.

However, men seemed reluctant to say more and then asked several more questions:

“Qiyuan Island has several yuan old infant monsters sitting in town, they can't all die in the tide of beasts. Why don't you come out and preside over the big picture now? And since Qiyuan Island has undergone such a dramatic change, has the Neptune Sea not responded, and no reinforcements have been sent? Or has this place been completely abandoned by the Neptune Sea guys? ”

These problems are sharper than one, more than one needle at a time. Middle-aged monks also know and some cannot answer.

After a brief thought, he replied carefully:

“In the tide of the beast, it was heard that two bits of infant seniors had fallen, but most of the seniors had escaped. Although there has been no news of these predecessors since then, there have been rumours that these predecessors are planning something big to get back to Chihuan Island. Just the specifics, the younger generations don't know. On the Neptune Sea side, the news has been completely cut off since the day the tide of the beast occurred, and no one knows if they know the details of this place. As far as reinforcements are concerned, certainly not. Perhaps, as my predecessor said, this place has been abandoned by the Neptune Sea.” Speaking of the last sentence, the face of the middle-aged monks showed a gloomy colour.

It seems that the monks who survived the tide of the beast, regardless of the question over the inner star sea, did not realize that there was resentment.

And the man's voice was silent for a moment, and he asked softly:

“Since it is so dangerous, you children are not staying in the residence, running out so suddenly, trying to commit suicide? “

After listening to the man, the middle-aged monk revealed a distressed look, but had not yet waited for him to explain.

The girl in the yellow shirt, who had been standing behind her honestly for a while, suddenly an arrow rushed out.

“Seniors, my father, due to improper cultivation methods, caused the reversal of the true Yuan menstrual dysfunction, can not now be paralyzed. There must be a way to save my father! If seniors can save my father, seniors would rather be cows and horses for seniors, in return for seniors' grace!” The pretty face of the young girl is filled with bitter pleading colors, a pair of big black and white eyes, already filled with watery tears and a sudden desire to drip.

Several other men and women were shocked when they heard this. It was only the middle-aged monk who heard it, but moved in his heart, but could not help but denounce it:

“Apricot, what are you talking about? Brother has been in bed for many years and is simply not manpower curable. This time out looking for some psychotropic drugs to go back to, just to relieve the pain on my brother. Seniors are the Magic Tong Xuan, and cannot be cured.” Even though the middle-aged monks said no mercy, there was a slightly different look on their faces.

“The true element is reversed and the meridian is dysfunctional. Looks like another guy who's paranoid enough to pull the seedlings out. If you must have missed it, but want to forcibly dive into a higher level of work, you will have this symptom.” The man laughed coldly and said lazily.

The tall man accurately judged the cause of the symptoms without seeing them. This makes the middle-aged monk look even more delightful!

“The seniors really looked like a torch, and the brothers really cultivated the heart to cause this robbery. I wonder if my predecessor knows, what other secret can be saved?” The middle-aged monks praised each other before asking with great concern. Looks like he has a good relationship with this brother.

“This symptom is naturally nothing, but why should I tell you! Do you think I can't save each other for no reason?” Men seemed to see each other's minds and were cynically cynical.

After hearing this, the middle-aged monk first turned red and white, his lips moved a few times, but he didn't say anything.

Yellowshirt girl hears a glimmer of hope.

Her cheeks rose a little red and she bit her teeth, then "punched through” and fell on her knees in front of the light.

Then the delicate young woman said with perseverance:

“The late grandson Apricot hereby swears that as long as the elders can cure the father, the little girl will give the elders slavery for the rest of her life. There is no second heart. If the seniors are not comfortable, the seniors can leave it to the seniors to impose the forbidden technique before going to heal the father.” After these words, the girl leaned down towards the curtain, kowtowing three times, then kneeling straight there and not moving, all with a resolute look on her face.

Girl in yellow shirt, don't look young, she has a strong personality.

“Silly girl, what are you doing silly. What kind of person are you? How do you like an ugly girl?” The middle-aged monk saw the scene and said angrily.

Other men and women were awakened to dissuade each other.

But the girl in the yellow shirt simply knelt in ignorance, a pair of the other party did not agree, can not appear to be able to resolve.

“Uncle, stop talking. I was born an unknown person, and my mother went there to give birth to me. My father tried to wash my medulla easily and forcibly practiced the sixth floor of Qing Ling Xuan Gong, so he ended up in bed all day. Now is the time of my filial filial piety, as long as I can heal my father, I will serve this predecessor for the rest of my life, no complaints whatsoever.” The girl shook her head pale and said calmly.

“Girl! Are you blackmailing yourself? If I don't do it, can't you ever kneel?” Men laughed coldly and voiced in vain.

“Don't you dare, the younger generations have no intention of being blackmailed. Seniors just saved my life, Grandson Apricot can't thank you enough! But since he couldn't get to bed, his father had asked many fellow seniors to come to heal him, but none of them had a rejuvenation technique. Now that Apricot listens to the tone of his predecessors, it seems that curing the disease is only a matter of raising his hand to his predecessors, which is why the latter so painfully seek each other. The younger generation had nothing else to do with it. I just hope that the younger generation will become a filial companion!” The girl who had said these words had been half crying, swallowing and lying down to kowtow her head.

A silence in the direction of the curtain! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)