I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

I Just Want To Slack Off In Cultivation Chapter 595

2021-08-17

Chapter 595 begins with struggle the Dao. (The third update! Please subscribe!)

However, Qiao Ciguang was firm, and sound transmission replied: "How do you know if it is true or false if you don't try it yourself? Don't worry, before I travel, in order to prevent demonic cultivator ghosts, The Master and the Martial Uncles all have the means to bestow them."

"Even if something goes wrong, I'm sure to get out of my body."

Shi Wanli brows tightly knit, but I thought about it seriously Think, now that more than a day has passed, the high-level cultivator of Plain True Heaven must have come to Myriad Hui Sea.

Sister Joe Senior This trip seems dangerous, but there will definitely be a High-level cultivator in Plain True Heaven to protect her, so there should be no problem.

Therefore, I did not advise much.

"Fairy kindness, Zi Village is unforgettable." The village chief came back to his senses and responded immediately.

As he spoke, he took out the bamboo tube, opened it, and motioned Qiao Ciguang to choose one of the bamboo sticks that seemed to be exactly similar to the others.

Qiao Ciguang immediately drew the lottery without hesitation.

The moment she drew out the stick, a coldness quickly lingered around her body, as if it was a mark. Qiao Ciguang felt a sudden feeling in his heart, although this mark has not yet occurred, but when the time comes, it will immediately take her life.

"According to previous experience, you have one hour to explain the funeral." The village chief said, "After one hour, you must go back to the residence."

"In addition, The funeral will be held tomorrow, when the time comes, you need to dress up your corpse and change your clothes."

"But the mourning woman is dead, and there are no similar people in the village. fairy will solve it on her own."

Qiao Ciguang agreed after a little hesitation.

Through today's funeral, she already knew that when she was grooming and mourning, as long as she didn't violate the fixed rules, nothing would happen.

In this case, you can leave it to your four Junior Sisters.

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Another day has passed.

Sang Village.

Every household is decorated with lanterns, human skin lanterns hang on the branches, corpse oil candles are shining brightly, Corpse Qi, resentment and hatred permeate the entire village.

However, the joy in the village is a bit more intense.

The villagers gathered in the village chief's mansion again.

Amidst the sound of silk and bamboo, children were running and playing, and everyone was chatting. While it was lively, eight beautiful female cultivators came together.

These eight female cultivators were all dressed up in all manner of charming and charming, dancing with ribbons, and wearing jingle bells.

It's just that they were arrogant and arrogant, without looking at the crowd, they walked through the crowd and took their seats.

Seeing this scene, the village chief who was standing in the corner nodded slightly, and the eight people beside the Young Master would be good to come.

So he turned and walked back.

A moment later, the village chief appeared outside his only son's house, and after opening the door, he saw his son, motionless, staying where he was, with no breath, but an empty shell. Grief.

At the end of the day, it's just a stockpile for the lifehood.

Not paying much attention to his only son, the village chief walked quickly to the side of the coffin, caressing the body of the coffin, his expression changed.

Young Master, in this coffin!

These curse slaves, guarding the inheritance left by the "curse", have been imprisoned here in Heaven and Earth from generation to generation, as if they are always bound by heavy shackles.

Different from the foolish couples in Zi Village who know nothing, they only know how to farm, live and die, and have nothing to think about other than eating and living.

Although the curse slave was originally a mortal, but in the process of serving the "curse", he was gradually affected, has a long life essence, and also knows the matter of cultivation, so why not have insatiable desires, hoping to be able to Like the rumored cultivator, immortality, pluck the stars and seize the moon, live in the world?

It's just a "curse" for success and a "curse" for defeat. Because of the "curse", they were able to jump out of the ordinary vision of Outerheaven Island and see another magnificent Heaven and Earth, but also because of the "curse". ”, not only can they not leave this place at all, but they can’t get their hands on the supreme inheritance that all the ghosts and creatures in the world are crazy about.

But now, Young Master is here, they finally have a chance to get rid of the "curse" and become their own masters!

After calming down, the village chief cautiously took out twelve nails several feet long.

These nails are all black, with a smear of dried blood lingering on the tip, exuding a very strong stench, and a thin layer of mist is also wrapped on the nails, the mist seems to be alive, and it does not stop gathering. scattered.

If you look closely, you will find that these mists are actually composed of tiny souls. The souls are in great pain, but they cannot make any sound. They are struggling frantically and squirming. Spontaneous gathering and dispersal, the flow is uncertain.

"Jiandu Township." The village chief whispered, and nailed the first long nail into the coffin body fiercely.

The long nail penetrated the coffin without hindrance, forcibly nailed through the entire coffin, the tip protruded a small section from the other side, and the blood stains on it were stained with fresh blood, and the stench was on the contrary. Much lighter.

The village chief did not hesitate or bear the slightest bit of hesitation. When his eyes touched the fresh blood, he showed a touch of extreme greed. "The life of the town."

"The life of the town of Zhu."

"The life of the town."

"The life of the town..."

Soon, eleven long nails penetrated the entire coffin, and the blood slid down the tips of the nails.

In the coffin, the entire body of the village head's son was nailed to the bottom of the coffin by eleven long nails staggered.

Because it was an empty shell, he didn't respond.

At this moment, the village chief took out a bone flute with a pale color and placed it gently on his lips. After that, he opened his mouth and spit out a cold soul wind, wu wu wu, the bone flute was blown in an instant. sound, making a strange sound.

The flute sounded, and the village head's son in the coffin opened his pale eyes instantly!

But then, due to the poison of Life Pill in Silent Town, he was paralyzed and unable to move at all.

At the same time, under the control of System, Pei Ling also opened his eyes, and then stood up on the spot.

<>The village chief slightly did not agree, because Pei Ling's actions were the same as the instructions he gave with bone flute, and there was no hesitation in the middle, so he noticed something wrong.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling was extremely nervous.

But seeing the village chief staring at him for a long time, he didn't seem to recognize his identity at all, so he was secretly relaxed.

"Fortunately, he didn't open the lid of the coffin..." Pei Ling secretly rejoiced in his heart, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that an indescribable but extremely important force suddenly appeared. into your body!

The next moment, Pei Ling suddenly reacted and deceived the village chief, which should be the lifehood of the village chief's son.

The struggle the Dao has begun!

At this moment, the village chief suddenly turned around and walked out, the bone flute on his lips did not stop, the tune became more and more treacherous, and the rhythm became more rapid.

Under the control of System, Pei Ling immediately followed suit...

After a while, the two came to the main hall.

"Master!" The eight furnace cauldrons who were sitting at the table immediately gathered around.

Today is the master's happy day, so the person dressed as the groom's official must be the master.

It's just that when I got closer, the eight furnace cauldron suddenly complexion changed, this is not their master!

Impossible!

a trifling mortal village, dare to tease them!

However, just as the eight furnace cauldron killing intent surged, the village chief's bewitching voice sounded again: "Take a good look, this is your master!"

( End of this chapter)