Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The night is dark and the flowing stars are interwoven into meshes that cover the entire heavens and the earth.

Beneath Tiger Xiaocheng, countless chunky arms of torch row apart, combined with the immortal magic of the realtor, the light blends together and shines like daylight.

After a full day of fighting, the nearby water was drained, and the brick rock demolished from the ruins of Tiger Whirlpool City was built into a rudimentary dam, expanding the area of an isolated island, gradually connecting together, like a bulge of land beneath the sea.

The vast open space, with the porridge pot at its core, was divided into a separate area by the banners of the various sects, and a large number of trenches, pits, dirt walls were dug up, solid ground was placed, stone locks, stone hammers and other equipment to fight bones, as well as sword blades such as knife guns and swordfish.

In addition, there is an airtight camping tent, which houses secret and unannounced testing magic treasures for root bones and spirituality.

“Drink! Drink! ”

Countless skinny people, such as wild dogs, who have not yet woken up from the horrors of the floods, climbed over the pits and dirt walls, and ran over themselves with rock locks and hammers, grinding out full of blood will not give up. Those who have learned some knife sticks, shallow kung fu, and more, have spared their lives, danced big guns or steel knives to the tiger wind, and water cannot be thrown in!

This is a large group of factions, opening mountain gates beneath Tiger Xiaocheng, recruiting horses.

In these days, although the toad with three legs is difficult to find, and the people with both legs are everywhere, the vast majority of the people are undressed, eat no fruit belly, and have no three or two meats in their arms. Once the wind blows, it will twist and soften, and can only waste food. It is of little use to cultivate sects.

Natural disasters strike without discrimination. Not only do ordinary people have to flee, but even wealthier families with the strength to drink and eat meat, exercise and hammer martial arts skills have to flee.

Escape all the way, even torn down, and have the strength to complete these tests of cultivating sectarian arrangements, that qualification and root bone, even if can not be an inner door disciple, it is more than enough to be an outer door disciple or cultivate the housekeeper and tenant of sectarian client family.

Even better, these men and cultivators are different from locals recruited within their respective spheres of influence, and they are willing to sign even a deed of sale to survive.

It is called “during the cultivation period, die and flee, each of the heavens and fates, even if the cultivation succeeds, must work for the master and sect for life, if there is a dissent, the heavens strike five thunderbolts, everyone has to do it”!

The best source of cannon ash for cultivating sects is these strong, uprooted people who have signed deeds of sale.

Such as two fairy fights, "bang” a palm thunder past, suddenly the opposite sect dozens of disciples, basically these people died.

Or to explore extremely dangerous ruins, mysterious demonic caves, or to confront enemies such as Bailianism, Mixed Heavenly Army, Ghost of the Clouds, the first ones to send out, of course, are these people.

These ways, Dan Feng Zi told Li Yao.

This makes Li Yao even more disgusting. He can't stand it for a second.

In Tiger Xiaocheng, another more intense controversy is breaking out, including six major factions such as Tai Xuan Dao, Zijie Sword Sect, and many other Zhongyuan sects that came together to rescue the disaster, which is the question of how to allocate the vast amount of resources left over from Tiger Xiaotang, including the low-class gatekeepers of Fabao, Crystal Stone and Tiger Xiaotang.

Li Yao only found out that the low-ranking Gatekeepers of Tiger Xiaotang, even if they may have participated in the actions of the Dark Shabaab, were not necessarily dead, but, in a "good life in heaven” attitude, sent them to "strict restraint”, giving them the opportunity to “wash their minds and be human again”.

Looking at those fan towels, the high-ranking brothers of the fairy wind tunnel bones, a famous hyena like a hungry hyena, plunged into the tiger whistle hall of immense corrosion, tauntingly tearing off a piece of bloody stinking meat, Li Yao is truly disappointed in these ancient world “famous elites"!

He finally understood that these “prestigious and decent men", as Tiger Xiaotang and Black Shah said, had come here under the guise of disaster relief to reap great benefits.

Imagine, if most ancient relics were not of this nature, how could there be a super civil war sweeping the 3,000 worlds, destroying the entire ancient civilization?

Even if it's just from the “chaos” of Bayan's immediate predecessors, you can see the true face of most of the ancient relics!

Li Yao increasingly doesn't want to stay in such a decaying ancient world, he can't wait to return to the modern world of cultivation civilization.

Even dealing with a ruthless real human empire, or a mechanical Covenant alliance without feelings, seems to be better than mixing up with these mortal guys and listening to what they say about "killing demons for heaven's sake”!

Li Yao decided.

When the White Lotus thing is over, find an excuse to travel for a while, go to the ancient holy world's satellite 2, and build a star torch!

He walked alone in the dark, getting farther and farther away from Tiger Trench City.

Behind are bright lights, noisy cities, flooded, smelly, shitty fields ahead.

But he couldn't tell which was the ghost and which was the world!

Suddenly, Li Yao smelled a slightly irritating fragrance, a rich and intense medicine, with a mixture of seven or eight fleshy aromas that captured the soul.

He heard a loud laugh coming from far away.

Li Yao's curiosity grew. He carried his nose and walked in the direction of the scent, one foot deep and one shallow.

After walking for half a day, I saw a wretched neck tree chopped to death by lightning, a small bite of mud, leaning against a broken little slab.

A large pot was set up next to it, and the smell of "cuckoo" was overwhelmed with milky white smoke.

There is also wine, dozens of bottles of old wine lined up in a row, the bare wine pot is bright with oil, the hidden and dark golden glow of good things, the mud seal is stamped on it, it is a mighty tiger look, it is certainly a good wine of the Tiger Xiaotang Reserve!

On the board, one end at a time, sitting two people, is handsome, the jade tree is windy, and the vegetarian monk Master Bitter Cicada, and the clothes are ragged, dirty, the stench to the extreme is called Flower Jade Ba Xiaoyu!

Master Bitter Cicada and Ba Xiaoyu seem to be old friends who have known each other for years, forked hands and feet, wandered skeletons, no rules at all.

Ba Xiaoyu copied it with his hands. With his spirit, he could suck up an old glass of wine, break the mud seal, pour Huang Chengcheng's honey-like liquor into two large water ladies, clapping his hands and laughing: “Tiger Xiaotang, these bastards, kill and set fire to it, it's worse than a skinny dog! But these ‘Bear Heart Leopard Gale Tiger Bones' are the best fucking wines in the world! The first time Hanako saw Shuang's father and son drink, he even had to drill the worm down his throat. He couldn't help but jump, punch and count, and drink all the old wine together! ”

“After a long year, I finally waited till today. In the words of Sang-san, what an Amitabha Buddha. Wonderful! Hey, monk, here are 30 pots of wine, you drink one pot, the rest is called flowers, if you don't have enough, eat more meat! ”

Go ahead, Ba Xiaoyu raised the lady with his hands and opened the mouth of the blood basin - leaving the demon tribe in the blood demon realm is not counted, Li Yao has never seen anyone open their mouth so big - “Gu Tu” bite, a big water lady bear heart leopard gall tiger bone wine, there are no drips left!

“Here we go!”

Ba Xiaoyu hit a stunning burp. Haha laughed. "I can't finish my drink, I can't chop off all the bad people's heads, I'm happy, I'm happy! ”

Instead of hurrying to pour the second lady's wine, he forked five fingers, sucked two more pots of wine with spiritual energy, his arm trembled, two pots of wine were thrown in the air high, and “bang” smashed a crack!

“Thunder door! Qingxia City! Unanimous... and all those killed by the Shah, all the practitioners and ordinary people, you can finally meditate today! ”

Wine is raining and spreading as if it were a broken star, scattered over the land of darkness.

Master Bitter Cicada sighed, holding on to the fist-sized rosary, the fiction floated in the middle of the sky, in a series of quiet and calm scriptures, slowly spinning, emitting the ultimate soft light.

“What's all this nonsense, hiding behind your back and eavesdropping, stealing flower wine?! ”

Ba Xiaoyu suddenly opened his eyes and took a sip, scolding Li Yao in the direction.

Li Yao Yingyin frowned. He did not hide anything, but walked over generously. Although the black light was blind here, under the starlight, it was impossible to recognize him by the modification of Israeli-Palestinian jade.

If you know who he is, why is that attitude?

Li Yao felt that Xiaoyu, called Hanako Ba, was quite hostile to him.

This is really the second monk can't touch his head. Li Yao is sure that the people named Hanako Ba Xiaoyu and the vulture should not know each other, there is no resentment.

“Bud, calm down a little. ”

Master Bitter Cicada stopped reciting, slightly opened his eyes, smiled to Li Yao, and turned his head to Ba Xiaoyu. “I saw the vulture give the Lord an eyebrow, his eyes were sharp and unharmed. Although there was a murderous and hidden circle over the Indochina Hall, he didn't mean much cruelty. It didn't look like he was heartbroken, brutally despised, and exterminated his humanity! ”

“Rumor has it that he once cleansed several tribes of chicken dogs without a trace of blood. Hershey's name spread throughout the Witch South. The monk knows that Buddha is jealous and naturally unwilling to join such a group. ”

“But in the opinion of the monks, it is the kind of person who looks back at the vulture benefactor who does not appear. ”

“Either there is something hidden in this matter, the rumors are wrong, blackmail, after all, it was almost a hundred years ago; or it was after the vulture owner was passed down by the swordsmith's candle during the week, he truly enlightened himself. He changed his mind, changed his bones, and became human again! ”