Mysterious Catastrophe - Chapter 601

[Chapter 599]

the next day.

Inside the restaurant.

While drinking, Aaron gave his wrist a slight flick, and immediately drank the wine in his glass like nothing else.

‘Just now… I felt horrified for a moment, maybe there was a foundation-building divine sense swept over? ‘

‘But I didn’t cover up at all, I was just an ordinary person, so I was let go? ‘

‘Even if the most dangerous period has passed, then as long as the other party doesn’t slaughter the city, they can’t do anything about me…’

Late at night, Aaron went straight to bed and fell asleep.

…

Over the city.

The Black Blood Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator looked at the lights of the ten thousand houses, his face sinking like water, he had already captured all the Qi Refining cultivators he could find nearby, and tortured them, but found nothing.

“Could it be that… that kid’s qi-holding supernatural powers are so subtle?”

This Foundation Establishment overhauler had a look of disbelief on his face.

But he didn’t know that Aaron didn’t hide his breath, but really lost his energy and became an ordinary person. This is naturally more effective than any concealment spells, because it is true!

“So far, there is only… massacre?”

There was a deep red light in the eyes of the Foundation Establishment major.

For immortals, mortals are ants, and there is no such thing as causal punishment in this world. No matter how many mortals are killed, they will not be struck by lightning!

The only ones who can limit the magic cultivation a little are the monks of the right way and the insignificant reputation.

“If it is in the Wu Kingdom, the sect also needs a large number of mortals to give birth to children with spiritual root qualifications to replenish new blood. If I slaughter the city, the sect master will not spare me, but this place is an enemy country… just the old man’s thousand evil flags. Countless soul sacrifices are still needed.”

The red light in the black-clothed demon cultivator’s eyes suddenly flourished, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.

Although after the massacre, the reputation will fall to the bottom, and even become the target of the righteous monks, but so what?

Compared to the progress of cultivation techniques and instruments, everything is illusory!

The magician monks didn’t pay much attention to this in the first place.

Just when he was about to do it, a burst of fire came from the sky, and it was a sound transmission: “Third Junior Brother… Qingdingmen has been mobilized, and hurry to Dongmen Valley to defend!”

The change in the East Gate Valley could not hide the news at all, and the Qingdingmen responded quickly after getting the news.

If you stay in the outside world at this time, you will be besieged and lost!

Compared with his own life, a mere true disciple is almost like an ant.

“Damn…”

The black-clothed foundation building scolded and turned into a jet of black light, escaping extremely fast, and suddenly went away…

…

In the city of Heizawa, there was still silence.

Those who were sound asleep had no idea that they had inadvertently escaped a catastrophe!

The next day, Aaron got up and stretched.

He was going to hang out here for a few months, and then follow the mortal caravan to leave Blackpool City.

As for those storage bags, you can put them away for a few years! No longer running with long legs…

Compared with his own safety, even if it is lost, it is nothing.

‘It’s just… Am I going to start practicing Mingyu Art now? ‘

Aaron pondered to himself while eating meat buns for breakfast.

Today’s world of immortals is not very peaceful, even loose cultivators may be caught and used as cannon fodder, or used by magic cultivators to refine their souls!

And as mortals are the foundation of the world of immortal cultivation, generally speaking, immortal cultivators on both sides will not care too much.

‘When the war comes, loose cultivators will either become cannon fodder, fly far away, or hide in the folk… But they may not be able to completely hide their mana fluctuations, so they can be easily caught… But I am different, I am a mortal. ‘

‘And… the mana of immortal cultivation is gone, but my martial arts are still there! ‘

‘The cultivation of the peak of Hua Jin is another half-step spiritual refinement. It is enough to protect himself in the mundane world, and he still lives very comfortably…’

‘Anyway, my lifespan is unlimited, don’t worry, take your time, wait for this wave of war to pass…’

‘It’s a pity for those ‘Nine-eyed Begonias’, but they stopped growing at most. With the spiritual energy of the Spirit Medicine Island, it should not be a problem to maintain it without withering…’

After thinking about it, Aaron began to seriously play the image of a Hua Jin martial artist who is a game-savvy martial artist – well, this does not need to be played, it is his true character.

…

two months later.

Tea house.

“I tell you… I really saw the gods fighting at Liangjie Mountain!”

A martial artist spit in the air: “Countless immortals, countless streamers… That blood is screaming… I’m scared to death!”

“Hehe, Bao Er, stop bragging. If you really see the immortal dead, can you not run over and touch the body?”

A martial artist next to him laughed.

“Who doesn’t want to? But I’m slow, and the Heaven-shattering Harrier, relying on his skill, really touched the body… Then he was pierced by a flying sword that fell from nowhere…”

Bao Er’s heart palpitated.

“A group of immortals are fighting, this is a sign of chaos in the world…” An old martial artist sighed while smoking a pipe.

“Hehe… Who doesn’t know that the Wu Kingdom suddenly invaded our forest country, is it still necessary to look at the signs? The world is so chaotic…”

…

In the midst of many disturbances, Aaron dropped a few strings of big money to get up, and quietly mixed into the refugee group who fled to the interior of the forest.

The vicinity of Kurosawa Mansion still belongs to the border with Wu Kingdom.

The Wu Kingdom suddenly invaded the Lin Kingdom, bringing a continuous disaster of troops and countless refugees.

Aaron was in the mix, and it was unremarkable at all.

“Go to the most remote second-tier city in the country of Lin, find a random place, and talk about it for more than ten years…”

Aaron was driving a carriage, standing out among the crowd of refugees, but it also suited his status as a martial artist.

As he drove the carriage, he pondered his plans for the future.

Lin Guoxian world war, the idea of hiding in the folk should be feasible.

And if you choose a small city, there will be fewer immortal cultivators, and the chaos will be much less.

When the limelight has passed, you can come back and open the storage bag again, and then find an opportunity to start practicing the ‘Ming Jade Art’!

…

Muen City.

The farther away from the border between Wu State and Lin State, the more peaceful the place.

Of course, things like conscription and taxation are indispensable, and there is a lot of trouble.

But, that’s not Aaron’s business.

He came to the street where Huichun Hall was originally located, and found that the old medical center was still there, but the person in charge had already been replaced by someone he didn’t know.

‘Although it is difficult to establish a reputation for this medical hall and pharmacy, once established, it is an excellent business that has continued to make profits for dozens of hundreds of years…’

Looking silently at the door of Huichuntang, Aaron turned around and left, and came to the breakfast shop of the Lin family, only to find that the place had already changed.

More than a hundred years have passed, and the Lin family has long since moved.

“Things are different…”

Looking at this scene, Aaron couldn’t help but recall the White Snake Gang in Tianma City.

On his whim this time, when he looked at it in the past, the Bai family was destroyed decades ago…