MTL - Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 83 You must pay a heavy price
Chapter 83 83. You must pay a heavy price
In order to prevent the tomb from being destroyed or dug secretly, Ark did not build a grave bag or make a tombstone, but only made some recognizable marks so as not to find the location in the future.
After finishing his work, Fang Zhou clapped his hands, looked at the flat ground, and said in a low voice: "Go all the way well. If it is true as you said, after death, you will be reincarnated. Then I look forward to seeing you again."
Although the meeting with Yan Chixia was only a short time, Yan Chixia's boldness and freedom still left a deep impression on Fang Zhou, and established a glorious side of a cultivator in his heart.
After burying Yan Chixia, Fang Zhou returned to the other courtyard of Lanruo Temple. There was only one last thing to deal with, and that was the men who were locked up by the monks in Lanruo Temple.
Fang Zhou promised to let them go back, but he couldn't just let them go. These men have seen the faces of the three of Fang Zhou, so it would be troublesome to let them go out and talk nonsense.
You must know that there are messengers behind Monk Huineng, and it is easy to know the situation of the three of them through this group of men.
If Fang Zhou was allowed to go back on his word and kill all these people, then he would not be so mad, so this matter is really a headache.
Finally, Han Li stood up and said that this matter can be handled by her. After she leaves, these men can be taken away and handled properly.
That’s right, Han Li is about to leave. She originally came to Yefenling to find a Buddhist secret treasure to rid her body of the black flood poison. Now that the so-called secret treasure does not exist, Han Li can only continue on the journey of detoxification.
Fang Zhou just remembered this incident, and asked Ling Xiaoyue for some wine to drink for Han Li.
Han Li felt refreshed after drinking it, and her physical strength was slightly enhanced, but it was a pity that it still had no effect on the black dragon poison in her body.
Fang Zhou couldn't help complaining to Ling Xiaoyue: "Didn't you say that your wine is a fairy wine, a holy medicine for healing? Why is it not effective for Han Li's poison?"
Ling Xiaoyue picked up the jug and threw it at it: "Stinky boy, you also know that it is called the Holy Medicine of Healing. It is naturally used for healing. Who told you that it can detoxify? If it can heal the wound and also detoxify, why not sell wine for the teacher? If you get rich, do you still need to go around to make money?"
Fang Zhou was not convinced: "Poisoning is also an injury. It is an internal injury. Your wine can't even cure internal injuries. How dare you call it a holy medicine for healing."
Ling Xiaoyue twisted his mouth in anger: "Come over here for Teacher, let Teacher beat you into internal injuries, and see if it can be cured."
"If you want to threaten with your own hands when you are wrong, how dare you say that you are a role model in the education field?"
"Traitor, don't use this one in the future."
Seeing the pair of master and apprentice quarreling again, Han Li couldn't help laughing, and the faint sorrow of parting disappeared.
Before leaving, Ling Xiaoyue wandered around Lanruo Temple, scraped the ground, and searched for all the silver earned by Monk Huineng over the years.
Fang Zhou doesn't know how much money Ling Xiaoyue collected, but judging from her happy mood, it must be quite a lot.
The three of them left Yefenling with a group of men that day, and separated on the bank of the Jingchu River.
In this era where traffic depends on walking and communication depends on shouting, after parting, the day of goodbye may be far away.
The world of cultivating immortals may be better, but the path of cultivating immortals is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die in a certain struggle, or in a secret place where there is no one.
So a farewell for a cultivator may often turn into a farewell.
Regarding this situation, Fang Zhou, a rookie who just entered the world of cultivating immortals, didn't feel deeply. After saying goodbye to Han Li solemnly and inviting her to visit the sect when she had time, Fang Zhou and Ling Xiaoyue turned and left.
By the way, the sixth generation and Wuwukai were not harmed by the monks. Maybe it was because the two horses were quite spiritual, so they were not slaughtered, so that they had a chance to return to their owners safely.
Han Li looked at the back of Fang Zhou, and silently wrote down the address of the sect he gave her in her heart.
She doesn't know if this separation is a farewell, but if there is a chance, she will definitely meet Fang Zhou again.
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Late at night, in the quiet courtyard of Lanruo Temple, a crow flew down from a branch and stood on the roof, making an ominous rattling sound.
Two people wearing hats and black cloaks appeared in Lanruo Temple.
With the appearance of the two, the temperature in Lanruo Temple dropped sharply, and many plants in the courtyard began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and ice formed on the branches and leaves.
The crow on the roof seemed to have a premonition of danger, spread its wings and flew away, and fell in the middle of the flight.
Not only crows, but a large number of animals and plants in Lanruo Temple are dying, forming a dead area without life.
Except for a few young monks who were taken away by Han Li, all the monks in the temple were dead. Out of humanitarian spirit, Fang Zhou and Han Li dug a hole to bury all the monks, so as not to leave dead bodies in the wilderness .
The two men in black quickly found the place where the corpse was buried. One of them squatted down, put his hand on the ground, and said after a long time: "Under Huineng's corpse, her three souls and six spirits have been scattered, and there is only one body underneath." With an empty shell."
The voice is pleasant, it is a young woman.
Another man in black snorted coldly: "Things that do more than fail."
It sounds like an old woman.
The young woman beside her was silent.
The Xuanyin tree was planted by the gods, and it has been a hundred years.
After the previous watchman passed away unexpectedly, Huineng was assigned a new watchman to guard the Xuanyin tree here, and at the same time be responsible for catching blood food and immortal cultivators to feed the Xuanyin tree.
She has been guarding this place conscientiously for more than ten years, and she has been safe and sound. The religious religion has assured her and has never asked her.
Who knew that Huineng started to feel lazy in private, pretending to be a monk to enjoy the blessings, and spreading rumors to attract immortal cultivators to die, so he sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.
Although this method is easy, it is extremely risky, and it is easy to attract righteous people.
This time it really failed.
When the God Sect got the news, the Xuanyin tree demon had been killed, Jin Dan was missing, and Huineng himself also ended up dead.
It's really hateful and deserves to be killed. Not only did he harm himself, but he also caused the divine religion's centuries-old plan to become empty.
The higher-ups of the religious religion were furious. The two of them were the people in charge of the place, so they had to come overnight to investigate the whereabouts of the murderer and Jin Dan, and to wipe the **** of Huineng's stupid things.
After cursing secretly, the old woman formed a seal with both hands, and shouted towards the silent mountain forest: "Huineng! The soul is back! Huineng! The soul is back!"
As she shouted, a transparent and illusory ghost gradually floated out of the mountain forest, and Hao Ran was the monk Huineng.
The old woman grabbed Huineng's soul and shouted sharply, "Who did it?"
Huineng's face was painful, and he let out an intermittent voice: "Xuan... Ji... Zong..."
This is just one of Huineng's three souls and six souls. He can only remember the most impressive things, and the other souls have long since disappeared.
Seeing that there was nothing useful to ask, the old woman tore Huineng's soul into pieces.
Losing this soul, Huineng has no chance of reincarnation, and can only be a lonely ghost without consciousness forever.
The old woman was still angry, she stepped heavily on the ground, and her strength penetrated the soil, shaking all the corpses of the monks below into powder.
"Xuanji Sect? Such a Xuanji Sect, you must pay a painful price!"
(end of this chapter)
