Daxianguan

Chapter 585 The Truth About the Corpse Swordsman
In doing this, Chu Xian did it for the benefit of the corpse swordsman, so that he would not have to kill him when the time came.

Chu Xian always felt that this corpse swordsman wasn't that bad, and besides, he helped him, so if he had a way to survive, let's leave a way to survive.

Then Chu Xian popped another stone, and the stone fell a hundred feet away, leaving the rest, and the corpse swordsman rushed over immediately.

Taking advantage of this gap, Chu Xian grabbed the fat bird, then performed lightness kung fu, and landed on the other side silently, away from the corpse swordsman.

Chu Xian fought repeatedly, and although his true energy could slowly recover, his body still had to recuperate and rest. Thanks to Chu Xian's cultivation as a martial saint, otherwise he would have died with the cultivation base of a master.

This is a chance. After careful calculation, it has been less than a month since leaving the academy, and Chu Xian has already become a Martial Saint. Speaking of this speed, I am afraid it will scare people to death.

But Chu Xian knew that his own speed was all due to chance, whether it was absorbing the true energy of the ice, or absorbing the whole body of a master-level master with the help of yin and yang reconciliation, or devouring the blood lotus in the end, Relying on the medicinal power of the blood lotus to break through the bottleneck of Wu Sheng.

Any of these, if placed on an ordinary martial artist, would be a great opportunity, but Chu Xian actually encountered it three times in a row, and it is precisely because of this that the road to martial saints is so smooth.

But high rewards come with high risks.

Since Chu Xian entered the maze, he has been running around desperately, either desperately trying to escape, or desperately chasing and killing others. Anyway, there is no rest, and now he can rest.

As for the corpse swordsman that others fear like a tiger, as long as you understand the opponent's pattern, you can easily avoid it, even if you are in the same room.

Chu Xian whispered to Fat Niao, because he knew that Fat Niao could understand what he said, Fat Niao nodded repeatedly. This guy is very courageous, and he is greedy and wretched, even daring to eat the golden beads on the giant spirit god.

It's just that Chu Xian must have changed because the fat bird ate the golden beads at the beginning, such as increasing his strength or growing in size, but unfortunately, nothing, this guy hasn't changed at all, he still looks fat and squishy.

Of course, the only change seems to be that the bird is fatter than before.

In the following time, Chu Xian managed to search all over here, and sure enough, there was no exit, and the surroundings were all closed. The hardened bone was as hard as a rock, extremely hard.

This is tantamount to being trapped to death here.

The corpse swordsman lost his bell, and wandered around with his sword all day long, basically not needing to pay attention to it.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

The sun and the moon are not seen here, Chu Xian is an estimated time, there will be a difference in general, but the difference will not be too big.During this month, Chu Xian has been practicing day and night, and the cultivation base of Wu Sheng has been extremely stable, and his strength is still improving.

But still can't find a way out.

Chu Xian was a little anxious.

With the sound of footsteps, Chu Xian didn't even need to look to know that the corpse swordsman was coming. Even the fat bird dozing off on Chu Xian's shoulder turned over impatiently at this moment.

The corpse swordsman walked past with his sword in his hand. This guy didn't stop day and night, and after observing for a month, Chu Xian had already understood the situation of the corpse swordsman clearly.

The opponent is already dead.

It was a corpse walking, but it might be because he had practiced some kind of kung fu, so the true energy in his body could not be extinguished. Although he didn't have spiritual wisdom, he didn't forget the sword skills and martial arts he had mastered during his lifetime.

And before this person died, he must know the situation after his death, so the bell was prepared beforehand to listen to the sound and identify the position.

Without the bell, the corpse swordsman will often bump into the wall.

In addition, Chu Xian also basically determined the weakness of the corpse swordsman.

The other party's weakness should be the eyes covered by the oilcloth. In the past month, the Corpse Swordsman often bumped into the wall because he didn't have a bell. In addition, the oilcloth on his face was rotten. It fell off, which made Chu Xian see the corpse swordsman's eyes.

There are no eyeballs, like a skeleton, but there are things in the eye sockets.

It took Chu Xian a few days to finally figure out that it was a beetle.

This broke Chu Xian's previous cognition. At first, Chu Xian thought that the Corpse Swordsman was a peerless master practicing evil skills, but it turned out that it was not the case at all.

Chu Xian discovered that the corpse swordsman was controlled by a beetle. In other words, the corpse swordsman's terrifying and unparalleled swordsmanship came from this beetle.

Perhaps it was because of the trauma he suffered from the battle with the giant spirit god. On this day, the corpse swordsman fell to the ground and did not move. The beetle with a tinge of purple light crawled out helplessly. When the fat bird saw it, it immediately flapped its wings and flew away. In the past, it seemed to have seen something delicious.

Chu Xian hurriedly stopped, this beetle is wonderful, it would be a pity for the fat bird to eat it.

The fat bird is also obedient, mainly because the beetle's shell is extremely hard, and it can't eat it, so there is nothing to do in a hurry.

In the next few days, Fat Niao gave Chu Xian a big surprise. The body of the corpse swordsman was severely injured and he was completely finished. The beetle stayed with Fat Niao for a long time. They were inseparable and had a great time.

Chu Xian can't communicate with a beetle, and the other party can't understand his own words, but the fat bird can actually get along, and some autistic beetles have become the little followers of the fat bird, passing through the "bridge" of the fat bird , Chu Xian can also communicate with the beetle.

The beetle asked Chu Xian to put away the corpse swordsman's sword. According to what Fat Niao conveyed, this sword is the lifeblood of the beetle.

When Chu Xian picked up that sword, he knew that this sword was probably more powerful than the knife in his hand, and it was definitely the best of the best.

Unfortunately, I don't use swords very much.

In addition, through Fat Bird, Chu Xian also knew the ability of the beetle. As long as there was a corpse, the beetle could drill into its brain and manipulate the corpse. That is to say, as long as there was a corpse, the 'corpse swordsman' could be revived.

It's just that the beetle is not small, and the fastest way to get into the brain is through the eyes, so the corpse swordsman is blind.

When Chu Xian had nothing to do, he watched Fat Bird and Beetle playing there. These two guys were heartless and carefree all day long, but Chu Xian was worried.

How to leave this place?

You can't be stuck here forever.

Chu Xian began to look around, and even though he found a bunch of good things, he still couldn't find a way out.

As time passed day by day, Chu Xian was completely at a loss.

Just when Chu Xian thought that he would spend the next days with this fat bird and beetle, a wave of fluctuations came, and Chu Xian got up to look, but saw a golden portal appearing out of thin air in front of him.

It's like a hanging mirror.

Chu Xian was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed. Obviously, this should be the way out. It was very similar to the golden gate when he came in. Chu Xian grabbed the fat bird and the beetle, and immediately rushed over to get into the golden gate.

……

In a mountain village, all the men, women and children of the whole village are gathered here at this moment, hundreds of people are densely packed, and they are watching an old way at the moment.

Behind the old Taoist is an altar, which is full of tribute, and next to it is a big river that flows endlessly.

The surface of the river was thirty feet long, and even when the sky was getting dark, the river was still turbulent.

The old Taoist looked decent, walking with a certain footwork, waving the wooden sword in his hand, and chanting words, as if he was reciting scriptures.

The men, women and children below did not dare to speak loudly, but whispering was unstoppable.

"Can it really work this time?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let the envoy hear it, or it will be considered disrespectful to the gods."

"But in order to appease the river god, it is too..."

"Stop talking, haven't you seen how angry the river god is? Once this river is raging, our entire village will suffer."

"But those children..."

"Okay, it's not my own child, let's get through this time first."

In front of the villagers, stood ten four or five-year-old children, five boys and five girls. They were all terrified at the moment, but they didn't dare to move.

The Taoist finished reading the surroundings, then stood still, and said: "The gods reappeared, and mortals can only bow their heads and respect the gods, and the gods will give you gifts. If you blaspheme the gods, you will definitely enter the endless hell. Now the river god needs ten Boys and girls, if you donate, you can guarantee good weather for a year, and you will not be affected by the troubles of the river. If you don’t make an offering, the river will burst its embankment, and there will be a vast ocean, and I’m afraid you will all be drowned.”

Although the villagers below looked distressed, none of them dared to speak up, obviously acquiescing.

The Taoist smiled and was taking out a jar when there was a cry from over there, and then a woman rushed over like crazy, but she was held back by several villagers.

"Give me back my child, give me back my child." The woman yelled desperately, trying to rush over. Obviously her child was among the ten children.

The Taoist sneered and didn't speak. The villagers who stopped the woman had already started to dissuade her.

"Tui'er's mother, please stop making trouble. The choice of the child is determined by lottery in the village, and you agree with it." A villager said.

The woman immediately shouted: "You are talking nonsense, what is drawing lots, then why are you looking for children of dead parents, if you didn't see that I died, that's why you ganged up to bully us."

The villagers immediately became angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who bullied you? There is nothing you can do about it. I said Tweety's mother, you just accept your fate. This is fate. You two have a hard life. You can't blame others."

While speaking, several villagers were blocking her, and the woman obviously couldn't break free, but she was unwilling to give up like this.

"I'm going to report to the police!"

Finally, the woman roared.

"Report to the official? Go, let her go, and see if the official will take care of it." The Taoist sneered, his attitude extremely arrogant.

The woman's face struggled, obviously she also knew that the local government would not care about this kind of thing at all, even since she could remember, the situation here has been like this.

The gods are rampant, the government is turning a blind eye, and even many officials in the government are also believers of these gods.

(End of this chapter)