Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“We are not afraid of pain, nor of distress! ”

Gus stubbornly said, "We've come to this point, we're not even afraid of death. Are we afraid to know the truth? ”

“Not necessarily, dear little brother Gus. ”

Lu Qingdu chuckled, “Whether in this world or in other worlds, there are all sorts of things that are scarier than death. Many times, death is a relief.

“Well, like these ants. ”

Lu Qingdu said, reaching out and holding up three or five ants with his fingers.

These ants were just struggling to kill each other, but at this moment they were so powerful that they couldn't understand, they were raised halfway into the air, and they reached beneath Gus and Grey's nose.

“They can die in vagueness and happiness without knowing. ”

Lu Qingdu said, his fingers twisted gently, the three or five ants immediately turned into powder.

Later, Lu Qingdu recaptured three or five ants and placed them in the palm of his hand.

This time, he wasn't in a hurry to kill the ants, so the ants struggled to survive immediately after a moment of dizziness.

They crawled around along the palm lines of Lu Qingdu, trying to understand the contours of this "palm world”, and climbed along Lu Qingdu's wrist, toward the trunk and head, like to have a conversation with Lu Qingdu's higher presence, and even some ants tried to leap down from Lu Qingdu's palm and escape from this “palm world” that they could not understand at all, but felt terrified of.

But all struggles and efforts are meaningless.

“See, their exploration, their struggle, their quest for survival, their battle, their heroism, their generosity, their exasperation, their contempt for death, or their humility, their kneeling, their begging for forgiveness, their lurking teeth, their lurking at me, it all makes no sense. ”

Lu softly sighed, "If these ants really awaken higher levels of wisdom, hollow out their situation and understand what powerful demons capture them - what good is it besides the terrible horrors that bring them before they die? ”

Gus, hold still.

“But...”

Grey bites his teeth, “If ants truly gain a higher level of wisdom and strength to understand their situation and to see the true face of the world and the demons who control it, they may not be able to resist, or even escape, the tragic fate of death!

“Our followers of the ‘Mechanical and Steam Divinity' are determined to be a group of sober and rebellious ants, bombing the mask of the so-called 'Fist God' with great mechanical and steam power, to become the true masters of the world! ”

“Interesting. ”

Lu Qingdu put his hands together and again crushed all the struggling ants on his palms. Then he took a breath and blew the dust from the broken arm over the ant cave, fading away, “Whatever, if you have to find yourself something to do before you die, it's your freedom, I don't care, but no matter how you play, hurry up, because the storm is coming. ”

The storm is coming.

The storm on the Red Phoenix Mountain came extremely heavy. A moment ago, it was still stormy. In the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth had made a terrible storm whistle, and the clattering rain sounded like the great power of the demon had moved the whole sea into the sky and smashed it hard towards the top of the human head.

A rainy spot with big fists can knock people out, broke branches, mud streams, and clogged the roads the beast stepped out of. It is already winding like a labyrinth of mountain lanes, but it is also complicated, like a messy web of spiders.

The two brothers could not turn back. They could only hold each other, bite their teeth off and move forward in the rain and mud.

And in the storm, a crowd of soldiers were killed.

At first, it was just a team of torches across the dark hills, like a red dragon with teeth and claws.

At that time, the two brothers had a little luck, hoping that it was just a routine hunting and painstaking team.

But when you think about it, even the mad monks will not be able to go deep into the Red Phoenix Mountains in such harsh weather.

This is necessarily a hunting squad to capture the "devils”.

The judgment of the two brothers was quickly verified.

They were supposed to lead the pursuit for half a day.

However, due to heavy rains that disturbed sight, the mudslides washed down the road, lost deep in Mount Chifeng and connected with the pursuit of soldiers.

Fortunately, the team that pursued the soldiers was also crushed by the storm. From the original team of more than 20 people, it turned into a group of 35% of the scattered soldiers.

“Password, what's the password tonight! ”

In the dark jungle of stormy nights, the visibility is extremely low. This method is used to identify enemies when several pursuers see the shadow of their brothers through shaky branches.

The two brothers couldn't answer the exit order and had to pull their legs and run.

A brief encounter struck.

“There's the traitor! ”

“Don't run away from these two devils! ”

The jungle was filled with exhilarating screams and a pair of congested eyes.

Gus knew these pursuits, and a lot of them were his classmates from Iron Fist School, but he graduated a long time ago and went into boxing studios —— I'm sure this trial of "Hunting the Evil Way" was a condition for them to leave the boxing studios?

These pursuits knew Gus' sister Grey better, knowing that she was one of the best in Red Gold Town's younger life, and whoever could catch or kill Grey would take Grey's glory, so a fierce, fearless, stormy jump.

“We are not, not traitors! ”

Gus excused himself in panic.

“Rubbish, get out of my way! ”

Back in the day, classmates responded simply and roughly.

“You boxing idiots! ”

Grey drinks heavily, turns back in the storm, holds a double-loop mechanical crossbow, and sounds sophisticated and slight in the crossbow arrow.

“What!”

The pursuit soldiers did not expect Grey or anyone's mouth to spit such gross and offensive words. After a moment of consternation, they became more and more angry, and the iron fist “buzzed”, straight into Grey's face door.

Gray grinned, bowing left and right, and a bear-burning crossbow lashed out.

“Careful, it's evil magic! ”

The chasers shouted, swung and moved in the middle of the air and fled.

There is also a particularly iron fist god believer, shouting “fist god help me", and then he raised his fist toward the crossbow arrow, the consequences, either his arm was shot through by the crossbow arrow, or his fist turned directly into a fireball, hurting them to scream, fell from the sky, fell into turbid mud, life and death unknown.

The rest of the pursuit, getting more horrified and angry, leaving no room for a little more, the first attack, is a deadly ploy!