My talent is resurrection

Chapter 410
The city guarded by Chen Jiu has already changed batch after batch of monks. The former monks have gone to other cities, and they may have died long ago.

But now the monks in the city are all guard positions, and the number of monks is the largest among all the border cities.

A total of [-] guards.

In the city, singing and dancing are peaceful, and various shops and restaurants have sprung up. There is no sense of war and urgency in other cities.

The monks on the mountain who were forcibly recruited by Taoism wore luxurious clothes, wandered between the cities, and spent the inexhaustible money of their own families, day and night.

The originally small city was decorated a bit bloated and full of people.

The boys from all walks of life are no longer interested in playing, perhaps because of the troubled times, they started to trade demons.

Today's monsters include monks who bathe in the blood of monsters, monks who practice the method of monsters, and demon subduing masters.

The major cities sold these imprisoned monsters to these fairy brothers at a high price for their entertainment.

Brother Xianjia has a wide range of ideas in playing, and will cruelly play with monsters until their souls are shattered.

Some immortal monks even believed in the saying that the flesh and blood of demon eaters can benefit the mind, and began to eat the flesh and blood of demon eaters.

But there are so many monsters in the world, so some monks with weird looks are also defined as monsters.

So the next step, will it be all monks under the mountain?
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The fifth year of defending the city.

Chen Jiu's body was covered with scabs made of fresh blood. He was in a daze, his eyes were in a trance, and his eyes were covered by a fog of blood. He just numbly killed the monster soldiers who kept rushing towards him.

His heart lake is now bright red, a lake of blood.

The demon subduing master can absorb the blood power of the monsters he kills, and enhance his natal supernatural powers.

Chen Jiu's current situation is that he has absorbed too much, and Xinhu can't bear so much hostility, that is, his Xinhu is too strong, otherwise other monks with the same combat power would have gone mad and started killing randomly.

The monsters killed by Chen Jiu, if counted, should at least start with tens of millions, and none of them even killed the big monsters.

This huge bloodline should be digested slowly, but Chen Jiu didn't have time to sit down, so he chose to immerse all the power of the bloodline in the heart lake, and wait for the monster clan's offensive to stop before refining.

Waited until now.

The Yaozu also seemed to know that Chen Jiuxiao was brave and good at fighting. After the third year of the siege, they no longer sent heavenly beings and monsters to fight Chen Jiu, but kept stacking numbers.

There is a saying of luck in the world. The human race has been rooted in Tianguang Prefecture for nearly ten thousand years, and all birth, old age, sickness and death are in Tianguang Prefecture. Therefore, the luck of Tianguang Prefecture is biased towards the human race. It is not beneficial for the monster race to fight in Tianguang Prefecture, and they will even be suppressed by the luck of Tianguang Prefecture. , in danger.

The master demon master of the Yaozu gave a solution, heaped his life, let the soul of the Yaozu return to Tianguang Prefecture, corrected the luck, equalized the situation with the human race, and even suppressed the human race.

Fortunately, Yaozu is indeed not short of life.

Now if the hopeful Qi master looks at the sky outside the city, he can see that the sky for dozens of miles is full of demon clan luck.

And on Chen Jiu's body, the luck of the monster race and the luck of the human race are evenly divided.

The killing is too heavy, and the karma is entangled.

At the top of the city thirty miles away, the children of the Xian family wandered here, looking at Chen Jiu's back from time to time, talking and laughing.

"I heard that this undead man is a demon, do you know if it's true or not?"

"It seems to be true. Many cities say that this undead man is the former Taoist demon subduing master. As for the specific name, it should be Chen Jiu who used to be famous in Guangzhou, but it is a pity that he is a demon and cannot become orthodox after all."

A disciple of the fairy family replied.

"Since this is the case, it will definitely not be a climate. It's a pity."

The disciples of the Xian family narrowed their eyes, looking thoughtfully at Chen Jiu's scab-covered back.

It is rumored that the flesh and blood of demon eaters can benefit the mind and increase lifespan. Among them, the disciples of the immortal family are the best way to do this. They have eaten a lot of flesh and blood of demon eaters, but all of them are effective.

Many disciples of the immortal family think that the demons they eat are not strong enough, so the benefits are not obvious.

And the most powerful demon is naturally the legendary Taoist demon master.

Chen Jiu, the undead guarding the city, is the best among the demon-subduing masters. His flesh and blood must be extremely strong, and it may really be able to benefit the mind and increase the lifespan.

Ma Jiuwan has been sitting on the high place of the city wall, meditating and breathing, absorbing the long spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, and mending the wound.

In the past five years, he has been born and died with Chen Jiu, and his health has not been better. Usually, there are no heavenly, human and big monsters attacking the city, so he sits in the sky high in the city and meditates. I have to get up and go, every time I risk my life.

After all, it was even more difficult for Ma Jiuwan to deal with the big monster that Chen Jiu couldn't handle, and all he could do was to give Chen Jiu a chance to revive while breathing.

But now Chen Jiu's state is very strange. Ma Jiuwan has been watching, his expression fluctuating, thoughtful, but at a loss. He wants to ask the Taoist gods to have a look, but he is worried about the safety of Chen Jiu and the city. , dare not go far.

Both he and Chen Jiu are unable to govern the current city, so they can only continue to develop naturally.

Ma Jiuwan's injuries were getting worse and worse, and new injuries were added before the old ones healed, most of which were caused by Chen Jiu blocking the knife.

Today's Ma Jiuwan also knows that Taoism is too busy to take care of itself and is unable to help them. Now the only ones in the city who can support each other are him and Chen Jiu.

So he must not die, he must watch Chen Jiu carefully until he absorbs the karma of the monster clan's blood.

Didn't have to wait long.

Around the end of the year, Chen Jiu's body covered with blood scabs finally turned his head, turned his perspective from the monster clan to the city, and walked stiffly and heavily.

The children of the Xian family at the top of the city panicked. Although they usually said they wanted to eat the flesh and blood of Chen Jiu, the demon subduing master, but if they really wanted to confront him head-on, they didn't have the guts to look at Chen Jiu.

No one wanted Chen Jiu to return to the city, they just wanted him to stay thirty miles away to protect the safety of the city.

Every mile Chen Jiu walked, the blood scabs on his body would shatter, exposing the lean muscles inside.

When he reached twenty miles, he stopped.

The civil servants in the city knelt nearby and kowtowed to Chen Jiu, speaking sincerely.

"Welcome your lord to return to the city!"

Chen Jiu froze for a moment, nodded slightly, and when he was about to move forward again, the civil servant suddenly raised his head and cried out sadly.

"My lord, you must not go back to the city. Now that there are many monks gathered in the city, there are a lot of people mixed up, and rumors of demons are spreading, and it is hard to calm them down now. If your lord enters the city as a demon-subduing master, I am afraid it will cause panic again. "

Chen Jiu's mind was awakened for the first time, and it was cloudy. He only heard that he had a bad influence on the city. Looking from a distance, he saw many monks looking at him in horror.

It's as if...he is a monster.

Chen Jiu was stunned for a long time this time.

Ma Jiuwan watched from the sky, but did not make a move, because this was actually a question.

Chen Jiu's unclear consciousness was trying his best to think, he wanted to go back, he wanted to go home, although he didn't know where it was, but judging from the words and expressions of everyone, it seemed that it was not a good thing for him to go home.

He thought for a long time, even if he couldn't think clearly.

In the end, I decided to follow my heart.

Chen Jiu walked thirty miles away with increasingly heavy and stiff steps.

That is not where he wants to go, nor is it home.

The blood scab that had fallen off was pulled back to Chen Jiu's body, covering it more tightly.

He stood back where he was, and his increasingly cloudy consciousness began to think about a final question that troubled everyone.

who am I?
Chen Jiu often heard words coming from the city when his consciousness was clouded, as if they were talking about him.

Then he is called... Undead.

The heart lake was blood red again.

Karma-ridden.

(End of this chapter)