Showdown, I'm a train

Chapter 243 Chapter 383 Chapter 384 Clean up the moths and send the gods into reincarnation
In the winter of three springs, the snow hides the front.

In the barren land of Taixuan, the wind was bitterly cold, and for some reason, a blizzard fell.

The fog, the world, the weirdness, and the space are all covered in the white snow.

Relatively speaking, if the complete world is covered with snow, the safety will increase by three points, but for the destroyed world and the dying creatures there, it will be a catastrophe.

This is how it is in the world of comprehension.

Thousands of years have passed since the cultivation world was shattered.The remaining creatures here, without the protection of the world, and without the protection of the strong, face the world of Taixuan directly, and as a result, there are not even one living creature in the cultivation world that has survived until now.

Fortunately, the great Dragon Emperor discovered this place recently, and promised that the creatures of the cultivation world could migrate to the small world in the Great Xia Dragon Court, but it did not completely cut off the roots of the cultivation lineage.

now
Cultivation World, a refugee camp established by Daxia Longting.

This place is inside the cultivation world. Although the world has been shattered, it is only the destruction of the heavenly way, the world membrane is broken, and the mist of taixuan pours into it.

If you look out from here, you can see countless openings in the sky, gray mist pouring into it, and from time to time, demons enter the world along the mist.

The world of comprehension has perished, and this place is defenseless to the outside world.

"Fortunately, the great Dragon Emperor established a refugee camp here, and the Great Xia Dragon Court suppressed it, so the demons dare not invade."

"Although it is still precarious, it is always much stronger than before. It is a pity... I don't have enough supplies to hand in, and my contribution is still a little bit worse. Otherwise, I can apply to migrate to the small world in the Great Xia Dragon Court."

A middle-aged man who was dressed in grass clothes, with a few white bones hanging from his body, slightly handsome, and somewhat cleaner than ordinary camp refugees, sighed secretly.

His name is Liu Ming, a resident of this refugee camp, he can be regarded as a representative of the true cultivation world.

After thinking about it, Liu Ming carefully wiped the only furniture in his room, a rotten wooden table, clean.

Even though it is just a rotten wooden table, it is also very precious to the broken world of comprehension.

It has been thousands of years since the world of comprehension was destroyed, most of the plants turned into fly ash, and a small part turned into strange things.

Therefore, similar to the rotten wooden table in front of me, it is also an ancient relic from thousands of years ago, so it is very precious, and it is impossible for ordinary refugees from the cultivation world to have it.

This thing was also when Liu Ming was exploring the world of comprehension, he got some supplies by chance, and then exchanged them from the priests of the camp.

Although the world of comprehension is shattered, there are still many good things, especially some materials have not been destroyed with time, but have been contaminated with a lot of strange power from the world of taixuan.

These things are good goods in the eyes of Daxia Longting, and they are all precious resources for cultivation, so they established a refugee camp similar to the one in front of them.

One is to shelter the refugees here, and the other is to explore and excavate the world of comprehension.

For thousands of years, the refugees here have adapted to the environment here. Although exploring and excavating the world of self-cultivation is more dangerous, it is much better than Da Xia Longting doing it himself.

This matter will not be mentioned for the time being.

Going back to the rotten wooden table, despite the rotten wooden table on the surface, the inside of this thing faintly contains the atmosphere of the camp priest, which is quite pure, and it can be placed in one's home, which can play the role of exorcism and protection.

It is deeply loved by refugees from all over the world.

Liu Ming was not willing to use water. After all, unpolluted clean water is more expensive than human life here.

He just wiped the table carefully with his hands, then took off a bone hanging on his body, took out a blank paper from his pocket, and wrote in his diary seriously.

But it used the characters of Daxia Longting.

Dragon King visits No.13 days
Qingyun School Site
My surname is Liu and my name is Ming.He was originally a surviving person in the world of comprehension, without a name, but he was lucky enough to be blessed by the Dragon Emperor. The special refugee was Liu Ming, a refugee from Camp 52.

The reason why I write this diary is because the characters of the Great Xia Longting are the necessary conditions for migrating to the Great Xia Longting. The camp priests are merciful and give the refugees a piece of white paper every day for writing and contacting the characters of the Great Xia Longting.

A small official has a good relationship with me and takes good care of me on weekdays. He told me that it is best to record some diary experiences on a white paper, which may attract the attention of the camp priest. recorded.

Rumor has it that when the cultivation world was not destroyed, my ancestors were also rich and once served as the county magistrate of a small town in the cultivation world.

I don't know what a county magistrate is, but I think it might be the same as the small official under the priest's command in the refugee camp today, right?

Unfortunately, my ancestors seemed to be unable to resist the drought, which led to the displacement of the people, and a large-scale loss of people under the rule.

Speaking of Qingyun... It seems that what I explored and excavated in the past few days is the original residence of the Qingyun Sect. It is also because I have recorded a lot of information about the Qingyun Sect in my ancestors, so I was favored by the small officials under the command of the camp priest, and I added it as a small exploration. team captain.

I didn't embarrass my ancestors.

When Liu Ming wrote this, he was quite satisfied in his heart, and the smile on his face seemed to flow out involuntarily.

After thinking about it, he went on to write:

Although the ancestor was demoted at the beginning, he was not executed but demoted to a commoner because of his nostalgic love and the help of several immortals from the Qingyun sect.

Thinking about it now, how could natural and man-made disasters be something that ordinary people can contend with?Just like the world of comprehension is shattered, and even many immortal families are destroyed, what is the use of ordinary mortals?

After writing this, Liu Ming moved his wrist, stood up, and let out a long breath, feeling unspeakably depressed.

Because of what happened to my ancestors, but also because of my own situation.

However, compared to more than [-]% of the creatures in the cultivation world who died, ordinary people like Liu Ming who survived were extremely lucky.

Back then when his ancestor saw the beginning of the sky change, he quietly hid in the Qingyun Sect, and then he was lucky enough to survive by relying on the legacy of the Qingyun Sect.

In the following thousand years, it was passed on for three to five generations until Liu Ming.

Therefore, it can be said that Liu Ming's ancestor was also a cultivator, but in Liu Ming's generation, the legacy of the Qingyun School was completely broken and covered under the ruins, and Liu Ming only had some simple cultivation foundations. Except that the resistance of the mist is stronger, there is nothing else.

After the mood completely calmed down, Liu Ming continued to write:

According to the memories of the ancestors, the Qingyun sect seemed to have problems a long time ago, before the destruction of the cultivation world.Not only the Qingyun sect, but also many immortal sects, the same is true.

It seems that something was discovered in the cultivation world at the beginning, which caused turmoil in the cultivation world, and even attracted the attention of demons from the outside world. In the end, internal and external difficulties caused the cultivation world to be completely destroyed.

That thing... the ancestors called it a world fragment!

After writing this, Liu Min paused, and casually glanced around, as if he was just moving his body, but only he knew that a feeling like a thorn on his back had been surrounding him just now.

Something is peeping!

My heart was slightly cold, but I didn't dare to show it.

In the past few days, the biggest task of No. 52 refugee camp is to explore and find the original world fragments.

Therefore, all the information about the fragments of the world will be looted secretly by the refugees, in order to be the first to hand them over to the priest of the camp in exchange for the migration qualification.

It stands to reason that Liu Ming had already handed in the relevant information, so why did he write it again?
Could it be that there are evil spirits at work?
However, within a radius of thousands of miles, in order to prevent the evil spirits from hiding in it, the subordinates of the camp priests sent people to patrol and inspect them almost every day, and even the camp priests swooped down from time to time. out.

In broad daylight, who would dare to take his life?

Can't guess!
At this moment, Liu Ming pretended to be active for a while, and the feeling of thorns on his back gradually disappeared, as if it confirmed that he was just writing some memoirs.

no more peeping
Liu Ming picked up a pen and quickly wrote:

Seven days ago, I led my refugee team and hundreds of team leaders all the way here, and began to excavate the ruins of the Qingyun Sect. The priest of the camp said that the world fragments are most likely hidden somewhere here.

Camp No. 52 is thousands of miles away from here, in a wild land full of wild beasts and demons, it is extremely dangerous.However, with the shelter of the camp priest, he did not encounter too much danger.

but……

Liu Ming paused, reconfirmed the safety of the surroundings, reached out to touch his heartbeat, felt the vitality of the beating heart, and the coldness in his body gradually dissipated.

keep writing...

But the strange thing is that along the way, we seemed to be ignorant of hunger, ignorant of tired beasts, and just remembered that our purpose was to explore the Qingyun sect in our minds.

When I arrived here, I suddenly woke up, as if it was a dream, and I suddenly felt lingering fear.

I have watched other refugees accompanying me, but none of them noticed anything wrong with this matter.Including the team members under my command, they just thought that they were just outside Camp 52. The journey of thousands of kilometers and the hard work of more than ten days seemed to be just a moment in their minds.

But I and others have obviously traveled thousands of miles!
Weird, very weird.

In the past few days, I have been secretly investigating this matter, suspecting that there were evil spirits, but after careful consideration, I did not encounter any evil spirits along the way.

I wanted to report this matter to the camp priest, but the camp priest hadn't seen him for many days. As for the subordinate officials, for some reason, I didn't dare to tell them what I found.

Their line of sight is exactly the same as that of the peeping man!
As I write this, the fear and panic in Liu Ming's eyes are already hard to suppress.

If it wasn't for the experience of hiding XZ in the cultivation world for many years and struggling to survive, let him know that he can't be self-confident in the face of evil spirits, and he has exercised a big heart, otherwise he couldn't help but collapsed.

He can confirm that there is a problem with those petty officials!

As for why he didn't do what other refugees did, it was most likely that he hadn't eaten the meat that those petty officials distributed before departure.

At that time, he just wanted to save the meat and eat it on the road because the meat was precious, but now that he thought about it, even if he hadn't eaten it, he had an abnormal state just carrying the meat.

For nearly half a month without eating or drinking, even the priests of the camp could not do it.

So, the meat is something of a demon?Or other weird existences?
On the surface, it is just overcooked meat, why does it have such a weird effect?
Most importantly, what is the purpose of doing this?Those demons can still have kind thoughts in their hearts, and they did this in order to make refugees like them have the ability to rush to this place?

Liu Ming shook his head. On the contrary, he always felt that there were demons with other plans.

Let alone encountering a demon along the way, there was no danger at all.

As the saying goes, every charity given by fate has already marked the price secretly.Liu Ming was vigilant in his heart. He had been investigating secretly for the past few days, and found that there were simply too many unreasonable things in their refugee team.

Gritting his teeth, he continued to write:
I hope that these papers really have an extraordinary effect, so that the priests of the camp can get a glimpse of the situation here as soon as possible.

As soon as these words fell, the blank paper had already been densely written on the entire sheet, and the next moment, the blank paper ignited spontaneously without any wind, and turned into ashes without a sound.

Liu Ming was slightly taken aback, but he was not surprised.Once the blank paper is full, it will be automatically burned and passed into the hands of the priests of the camp. This is well known.

It's just not clear whether it can work in such a far away place.

Liu Ming was uneasy, and after waiting for a while, he didn't get a response, and his heart sank slowly.

The uneasiness in my heart began to spread.

Things tend to develop towards the worst place, the more you are afraid of something, the more things will come.

While he was waiting anxiously, a rustling sound suddenly sounded from beside him.

Liu Ming turned around suddenly, and saw his own shadow getting up from the ground little by little at some point, and finally stood quietly beside him, staring at him intently with his pitch-black eyes.

And Shadow held a blank piece of paper in his hand, densely packed with words, it was the one he had before!
The white paper did not reach the hands of the camp priest, but appeared in the hands of this strange black shadow.

Liu Ming was completely desperate.

But Heiying's voice was hoarse, he laughed, and said slowly: "It's interesting, you can actually withstand my pollution. You creatures that survived the cultivation world are indeed very resistant."

"Almost made you break something big."

"If it wasn't for the defense of the Great Xia Dragon Court, I didn't dare to dig out the fragments of the ancestor dragon's nest by myself, why would I borrow the hands of you little bugs!"

"Forget it, little bug, have you figured out how to die?"

The black shadow slowly raised his hand, the breath of decay and death filled the air, and drops of black juice continued to flow out.

However, he saw that Liu Ming didn't seem to be afraid at all, just opened his mouth slightly, looked behind the black figure in a daze, and muttered to himself: "Dragon Emperor... Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

"Dragon Emperor?"

"The Dragon Emperor is still drinking tea at Tianhuang, and you want to deceive me with this trick?"

"Don't say that the Dragon Emperor didn't come, even if the Dragon Emperor came, I would..."

Pfft!
The black shadow turned around in an instant, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed his head, and wailed: "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, the little one is just fascinated by ghosts for a while, please forgive me!"

Counseling quite fast!
Liu Ming: "..."

Su Qingqiu: "..."

The black shadow dissipated the black mist around him, revealing his original appearance, which was the great priest of Camp 52!

In front of him, Su Qingqiu stood with his hands behind his back, and behind him were Chen Long, Ling Li and others with livid faces.

"It seems that I have been negligent in management recently, and the three realms and six realms of the Great Xia Dragon Court have rotted to this point!"

"I'll give you three days to clean up the moths inside and find out those who have been polluted by evil spirits. Otherwise, after three days, I will personally start reincarnation and send the gods into reincarnation!"

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(End of this chapter)