I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

I Just Want To Slack Off In Cultivation Chapter 1122

2022-02-17

Chapter 1122 The true meaning of creation. (The third update! Please subscribe!)

At noon, the sun is in the sky.

The treetops of different shades are glowing with sparkling white light, and the branches and leaves are stretched, and the little golden dances are bright and splendid.

The birds perch and fly in it, like a shoal of fish.

Down along the dense foliage, like diving from the blue and brisk sea.

Darkness, coldness, decay, etc., gradually expel all light and warmth, filling and dispersing.

As if in the jungle at midnight, the corpses were piled up like mountains, and the blood gurgled into the soft pitch-black burial soil, dyeing the entire cemetery a dark red blood color.

“Ahhh!!”

With a shrill scream, the last stranger was brutally murdered by a greedy slave in endless fear. At the same time, the cultivation base of "Yu" has finally recovered to the later stage of the Foundation Establishment!

Up to now, all the creatures around here, whether they are humans or wild beasts, have been brought here by greedy slaves, and they have all been killed!

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps under the forest, and the other three greedy slaves returned, but they were empty-handed, but they found nothing.

The three greedy slaves bowed in unison, saluted "Yu", and said coldly: "Exalted Lord, I have searched all the sites around here."

"No Find any living creatures again."

Beside the independent tombstone of "Yu", he closed his eyes slightly, and did not open his eyes when he heard the words, only nodded, and then ordered: "Go to a farther place."

"For now, we are only going back to the Foundation Establishment post-cultivation base."

"Blood and fear, still not enough!"

"Besides, try to avoid 'Xi' and 'Prisoner'."

The four greedy slaves saluted together: "As you bid!"

After waiting for a while, seeing that "Yu" had no other orders, he quietly retreated .

Under the dazed and bloody forest, only "Yu" was left alone. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at all around the corpses. Many corpses had already rotted into white bones, but there were no maggots, mosquitoes and flies. breed. It was dead silent, as if this woodland had fallen into the kingdom of the dead, prohibiting all living beings.

"Yu" looked faintly muttered to oneself.

Killed so many creatures, drained their blood and fear, but only recovered to the cultivation base of the late Foundation Establishment.

According to this trend, I am afraid that he will have to slaughter all the creatures in this Small World before returning to his Peak...

It seems that slaughtering the world is the second The true meaning of door creation!

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A deserted village.

Under a dead old tree, a lonely grave stands quietly.

"Ta Tata..."

The sound of chaotic footsteps came, and after a while, a group of people came to the long-abandoned village.

There were men, women and children in the team, all dressed in new clothes. The faces of the women and children also smeared a little rouge gouache, but even so, it couldn't hide the paleness of everyone's faces. .

They dressed in red and green and played festive music. They seemed to have a happy event.

In the middle of the team were ten men and women who were tied up with rags and had rags in their mouths.

These men and women are all struggling desperately, their eyes bulging, and they are about to burst out. It's just that the ropes that bind them are extremely strong, and no matter how they wriggle their bodies, they can't get out of their bound state.

Soon, the team reached the tomb in the beating of trembling with fear.

An old man who seemed to have a slight identity walked out of the team, calmed down, stretched his voice, and shouted as if singing: "Worship the red powder Great Immortal!"

"Worship the red powder." Great Immortal!" The entire team, men, women and children, except for the ten tied up living people, all fell to their knees and shouted in unison.

The old man took the lead, and after three kneeling and nine kowtows, the Fu ordered the men and women who were tied up to pull up: "I respectfully invite the Great Immortal to be sacrificed!"

"I respectfully invite the Great Immortal to be sacrificed!"

Many mortals continued to shout, with what seemed to be an unremarkable whimper.

The moment the ten men and women stepped on the soil in front of the cemetery, the originally solid ground suddenly seemed to be a soft surface, swallowing the ten people silently.

"wu wu wu  …wū wū wū wū woo... woo..." The bound and gagged living people could not escape and could not ask for help. When he started, his eyes were full of crimson, but he couldn't stop himself from sinking into the ground little by little.

The mortals watched, with fear written in their eyes, trembling everywhere in the crowd.

For a moment, the ten living people were all swallowed up by the mud. The original place was once again flat, and the grass was separated, leaving no trace.

As if the scene just now was an illusion.

Seeing this scene, the old man just now took the lead and knelt down again: "The pink Great Immortal is sacrificed! The Great Immortal must bless us with peace!"

"Great Immortal Great Mercy... ..."

"great kindness and virtue..."

Numerous mortals knelt on the ground tremblingly, thanking the Great Immortal shiveringly for a long time, seeing no other movement all around, This was so frightened that he hurriedly left.

The branches of the old tree are knotted, and the lonely grave is cold and silent. When the night wind blows, the shadows of the trees reflect on the grave, like a group of demons dancing wildly, gloomy and terrifying.

A pink bride in a bright red wedding dress and a hi-pasque on her head appeared quietly, with a pure white "prisoner" standing beside her. It is the early stage of the Foundation Establishment.

The pink bride's gaze penetrated Xipa, staring at the territory in front of her, shaking her head slightly: "The scope of the cemetery has expanded a little."

"Also, there is a stable The source of blood and fear."

"It's just that this speed is too slow!"

"Prisoner" nodded. They all enshrine a "Great Immortal", and the pink bride said that in the first door, the "curse" turned into a Faceless Immortal... Therefore, with a little speculation, the "prisoner" made the pink bride stand on her own. The Great Immortal.

And, through some means, a nearby village was driven to offer sacrifices.

At the moment, it seems that the situation is indeed as he guessed...

With his mind turning rapidly, "Prisoner" said, "This is just the beginning."

"At least, we already know how to expand our territory."

"Next, we will continue to collect more information."

"This good fortune has been around for a year. time."

"It's only been a few days now."

"There is no news from the three living people, 'Yu' and Pei Ling are probably very far away from here. It's far away."

"Now, don't worry!"

The pink bride nodded, the tassels adorned with the hipas swayed slightly, and the bright yellow looked like a stream of water in the night. Ripple like waves, more and more slender and moving.

She said slowly: "I understand."

"But next, let more living people come to sacrifice."

"Prisoner" without hesitation replied: "No problem!"

"I'll arrange it now."

Before he finished speaking, his silhouette had quietly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the pink bride turned slightly, the skirt fluttered in the wind, and when it fell, there was no one under the old tree.

The night wind whistled past, leaving only an old tree and a solitary grave, relatively silent.

(end of this chapter)