Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 1941

[Chapter 253 It’s too hard to turn back]

Kong Yuanzun withdrew his chela limbs from the body that struck Yin Shuiquan, and looked at the other high-level talismans opposite him.

“The matter has come to this point, it is irreversible. Even if we surrender to the tyrannical king, he may not let us go.” Kong Yuanzun said: “However, only the old man can do it, but he can’t let go of his heart. Ah.”

Senior Fu Lai said nothing.

In fact, before Yin Shui Quan came here, they all had the opportunity to retreat.

Because…

before today, they didn’t make any actual mistakes, did they?

You said that you have gathered a large group of masters? In the current hills, is it a sin to gather a large group of masters to chat?

However, the moment Kong Yuanzun started, there was no room for things to turn around.

Yin Shuiquan is also a veteran of Fu Lai, a close associate of the Qingzong Sect.

Just because Yin Shuiquan took revenge, Qingzong would also find the worm who killed Yin Shuiquan.

“Vengeance”, “homogenous revenge” and “equivalent blood compensation” are the natural principles in the primitive society of the hills.

There are also stipulations in the “covenant law” specified by Qingzong.

Blood for blood.

This is the so-called “nomination certificate”.

The fourth general sighed: “Alright.”

In fact, if I really want to say it, they were involved in the process of killing Yin Shui Quan from the very beginning.

If it wasn’t for their reminders, how could the old antique Kong Yuanzun know the talisman striker? How do you know that Yin Shui Quan is the confidant of Qingzong Sect and must be eradicated?

In fact, the reason why Yin Shui Quan died was because as soon as he said that he was entrusted by Nabrapu, the other generals understood what Nabrapu meant.

The first general vaguely conveyed such a meaning to kill him.

However, in the eyes of other bugs, these can be shied away.

This is to reassure masters such as Kong Yuanzun and Lingshen.

The fourth general stepped forward slowly and lamented at Yin Shuiquan’s body: “Brother Shuiquan, go all the way…”

With just one blow, the esophagus of Yin Shuiquan’s body was torn apart. Digestive juice overflowed and reacted with the corpse.

At this time, the fourth general would naturally not scratch gently on Yin Shui Quan’s corpse to make an appearance. Although this may be the first time that something like a “name vote” has appeared in the hills, he also knows what kind of wounds can appease other collaborators.

It must be the kind of wound that is sure to be fatal if placed on the normal hill people, and it is best to cover the marks of Kong Yuanzun’s hands.

The second general then went up to meet him, also raising his chelicerae and slashing.

“Brother Shui Quan, I’m sorry. If I sit down in the future, you can eat me below.”

Lingshen moved forward calmly. The second general seemed to be shocked, but for some reason, he stepped back slightly.

Lingshen raised the chelicera consistently, and poured the entire chelicera from the Niwan Palace where Yinshui explained the corpse.

After doing this, Lingshen turned around and said to the strong men of the non-Fu La camp: “You, too.” The

so-called “belief” is also mutual.

A head coach cut off Yin Shuiquan’s heart.

Fang Ye Zhao also responded to the call and stepped forward.

In the end, the body of a poor worm was torn apart, and there was no more collection.

And the worms with blood on their chelicerae, look at me, I’ll look at you.

A bloody “tacit understanding” finally came to pass.

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Wang Qi’s pula avatar wandered slowly inside the Dantian lair. His forward route seemed to be irregular, but he never left the restricted area.

However, he was a little puzzled: “Huh? Did I blame the child of the Mist Child?”

The blow that ripped apart the Astral aura a few days ago also sent a large amount of immortal power belonging to Wang Qi into this planet. on the ground. And even if this power is exhausted, it is still Wang Qi’s immortal power, with immortal characteristics, it will not be destroyed, and it is difficult to be polluted.

Even an incarnation can connect with this power.

In the area where his own immortal power is permeated, Wang Qi has a perception similar to spiritual knowledge.

But…

he didn’t sense the existence of the Son of Mist.

“The power of the Son of the Mist is also at this level, but it is significantly different from the power of this immortal corpse. If the power of the Son of the Mist is mixed in here, then I should have a clear feeling…”

Of course, the Son of the Mist can also feel it. His immortal power of Wang Qi.

However, weren’t these powers that he “accidentally” leaked before Wang Qi in order to show the “starry sky” to the Son of Mist?

However, Wang Qi did not sense the existence of the Son of Mist.

“Is it because of his special body? I didn’t sense his body’s existence the last two times.”

“But… shouldn’t it be so special?”

“Or am I blaming him wrong?” A

few days ago, Wang Qi was from the Son of the Mist. In his tone, he could hear “doing things”… no, “curious”. He, Wang Qi, is a curious baby himself, and combined with his experience in communicating with Tianzhu, and his teaching career in Nanming with rebellious students, he made a conjecture that “the son of the mist will definitely appear here”.

But now it seems…

“It shouldn’t be my misunderstanding…”

He Wang Qi originally came to check it out to prevent the Son of Mist from interfering with important ceremonies of the original civilization. [The report is going to be written like this anyway] But now the Son of the Mist has not appeared…

“What a good child who can understand others.” Wang Qi sighed: “I am really happy. How can this kind of child be left alone and even formal? Why can’t he get the education of immortal Taoism? After that, he has to find a way to let him enter a civilized society and experience the care of a civilized society!”

Although he came to stare at the son of the mist, but the son of the mist did not come, it should not hinder him from strolling. Temple fair?

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After completing the “name vote”, inside the Fula camp, many masters started a new one. Wheel camouflage.

Dress up Fangye Zhao as a talisman striker, and she will send out the “forgotten” sacrificial utensils of Nabrapu, and contact the two insects of Qingpus and Nabrapu in the forbidden area.

Although the rules of Fu Lai were made by the Qingzong Sect, they were formulated with the participation of this group of people. So, they know what to do to dress up as a real fuja. On the other hand, they also have some “only on the roster but not actually there” men.

This is of course not for “empty pay”. This is just a trick for your own convenience.

Therefore, they were even able to give Fangye Zhao a legal identity.

As for why it was a sangye edict…

“It’s just that the sacrificial vessel is of great significance, so it is usually given to Qingzong by General Nabrapu himself. But for such trivial matters as giving things to General Nabrapu, we shouldn’t have bothered us. These generals and chief instructors.”

This is the explanation of the senior officials.

And Kong Yuanzun added: “I and the spirit gods are too strong, if we get close, I am afraid it will make the Qingzong’s heart give a warning, causing the tattoo to fall short. And the remaining masters… are not strong enough, if there is really a change, It is very likely that there is no way to find Qingpus and Nabrapu.”

So, the strong female took on the accessories of the talisman and went to the forbidden area.

Along the way, Fang Ye Zhao was nervous. Along the way, there were fuss interrogation. But since he had already realized the rules of knowing Fu Lai, he quickly passed through the Dao Dao post.

When she entered the restricted area, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, but thought: “The people of the hills all say that the talisman is strict, and it can gather the power of all people to defeat the strong. Now it seems that it may not be so magical.”

With such a thought in mind, she searched inside. Under the guidance of the imperial talisman, she soon met Tsimpus and Nabrup.

That Brapp rounded himself up and seemed to be contemplating something. Seeing Fangye Zhao coming with the sacrificial utensil, Qingpus immediately rushed up, with a stern expression all over his body [because they really rely on their torso to make expressions], and said: “Where is Yin Shui Quan? What?”

“Hidden strike general… Naturally, he went to rest.” Fang Ye Zhao felt unhappy, but because of the disguise on his body, he did not have a seizure.

Hearing these words, Brap and Tsumpus showed two completely different expressions at the same instant.

Despair, and… ecstasy.

But the ecstasy on Brapp’s face only lasted for a moment. He suddenly bounced up and asked, “Really?”

“Naturally it is true.” Fangye Zhao said so, with particular emphasis on the word “true”.

Qingpus was stunned for a moment: “Really?”

“It’s absolutely true.”

Qingpus was confused again. He realized that in the case of disguise, it is absolutely impossible to make it clear here.

No one knows whether the “true” in Fangye Zhao’s mouth is true or false.

But…

the temperament of my colleagues…

hehe.

Qingpus finally regrouped himself in despair.

Fang Ye Zhao asked suspiciously: “The two adults, but… what’s the problem?”

Do you want to regret it?

Qingpusi heard the deep meaning of the words, and understood that Yin Shuiquan was already dead, and he also understood that Fangye Zhao was beginning to worry about himself.

But…

he and Nabrup actually had nowhere to go.

It was as if the strong men had accepted a certificate of vote just now, his and that of Brapp were sent out at the very beginning.

Hidden Water Quan is dead, and he and Nabrup are the culprits.

But…

“Really, things are different…”

Qingpus smiled wryly.

The “Qingyanzong Horror Story” was always heard as a joke inside Fula, but it actually happened…

And when he learned the truth, he thought it was just the Son of the Mist who used this rumor to deceive himself.

After all, for dozens of generations, hundreds of generations, everyone came here like this.

But, now…

it’s coming true.

After all, Brapu sighed: “Forget it, let’s take it as Lord Qingzong… It must be very mad, let’s take it like this, when it is true…” The

people of the hills did not make pottery. Craftsmanship, otherwise Qingpus should have thought of a common saying called “broken pot and broken”.

Fang Ye’s edict was unclear: “What the hell?”

[End of this Chapter]