Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"Who sent you here?"

The man just smiled contemptuously and said in a fanatical tone: "You are not worthy to know the name of that adult."

"And after I die, my soul will ascend to the fairyland."

"The sky is dead..."

Seeing the man's posture, Anle knew that he could not get any valuable information from him, so he cut off his head with a wave of his hand.

Only when the warriors burned the man's body with flames did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

For zombies of this level, simply chopping off their heads is not enough. Only by burning them to ashes can we ensure that they are completely dead.

Seeing this scene, the surviving villagers nearby couldn't help but burst into tears.

"The Immortal..."

Some warriors couldn't help but curse: "Why are you crying? We saved your lives!"

The girl who was extremely obsessed with the human immortal method murmured dully: "Help? Ha... Isn't this harming us?"

"We just want to survive, why do we have to do this..."

The villagers nearby immediately covered her mouth and knelt down in fear and kowtowed: "She is still young and does not understand. Please do not be offended, sir."

These villagers were already extremely afraid of the government officials and did not believe anything they said. No matter how much they explained, it was useless.

Even though the middle-aged woman had behaved like a monster, in the eyes of the villagers, it was better than starving to death.

Situ Yuan looked at the villagers' reactions and couldn't help but sighed: "It's like this again."

This is the third source of corpses killed by Anle and others.

The so-called "corpse source", as the name suggests, is the source of the creation of zombies.

Although any zombie can infect others to become its own kind, there are some special ones among them. The mortals and warriors contaminated by them can still maintain their sanity for a period of time and then take purposeful collective actions.

This type of corpse is often quite powerful, and the zombies they create are even more troublesome, so they are also the targets that the Zhenling Division focuses on eliminating.

But there is one problem that Situ Yuan still can't figure out.

"Brother Lu, why do you think these corpse sources have to spread the teachings of the Human Immortal Sect first, instead of directly transforming the villagers into zombies?"

The official Zhenling Division has collectively referred to those who practice the human-immortal method as the "Human-Immortal Sect." After all, from any perspective, it possesses all the characteristics of an evil cult.

Anle already had some guesses about the answer to this question, he explained.

"I'm afraid... people who truly believe in the Human Immortal Religion have a higher resistance to corpse poison and can maintain more rationality."

"As for the zombies that are directly infected, no matter how powerful they are, they are just a group of monsters that act on instinct."

Hearing this, Situ Yuan's heart became more and more heavy: "So that's how it is."

At this time, a warrior walked up to Anle and said uncertainly: "Master Lu, I think I have seen that man just now."

Anle raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Tell me more."

The subordinate continued, "That man seems to be a well-known Jianghu person in Liuzhou, called Baibian Langjun, with the strength of the third realm. It is said that he was wanted by the government for kidnapping a young lady from a wealthy family."

"And the one face he used once looked like that."

Hearing this, Anle frowned even deeper.

It is obvious that this versatile man was not a good person before. As a warrior of the third realm, he should not have to worry about food and drink even in Liuzhou. How could he be so devoted to the immortal arts?

The two characteristics of the Human Immortal Sect, namely, not needing to drink water or eat and not being afraid of pain, are undoubtedly crucial for it to spread widely among the common people.

If it wasn't because one really couldn't survive, who would pin their hopes on an illusory belief?

People who practice martial arts usually have considerable family wealth, and most of those who can reach the third level can see the evil nature of this method.

But along the way, there are many warriors like Baibian Langjun who have firm faith in the human-immortal magic.

Anle pondered in his heart: "Are they...really willing to believe in the Human Immortal Religion?"

******

In the hinterland of Liuzhou, on the tallest building in Liuzhou City.

The night was dark and heavy, and the wind was whistling.

But standing here, you can easily see the current situation of Liuzhou City.

There were almost no lights on the outskirts of the city. In the sticky darkness, countless zombies were wandering. They were unconscious and had lost their human emotions and rationality. They were just a group of empty, living shells.

In the center of the city, there are still some rebel leaders who have not yet turned into zombies and are enjoying the last moments of their lives.

Before their bodies and souls decay, they will naturally use all possible means of enjoyment. Some of these scenes of enjoyment are even more cruel than those of the officials in Liuzhou in the past.

Looking at the scene below him that he had created with his own hands, a man on the pavilion murmured.

"This is what human beings are like. They are never satisfied, always controlled by desire, and then die in endless greed."

He was wearing a grey robe and looked like a young man. His eyes were full of disgust as he looked down at the people below him.

It's as if he has a hateful hatred for all human beings, for the whole world.

"Shut up. You just complain about this and that all day long. Isn't that disgusting?"

Next to the young man was a woman also wearing a gray robe. Her face and body were covered with countless scars, which cut her originally pretty face into pieces.

Compared to the young man's disgust, the woman's eyes were wide open and her tone was even more aggressive: "Why don't you just go die!"

Hearing this, the man was not angry, but just sighed dully.

"Alas, I have wanted to die for a long time. If I did not need to repay your kindness, why would I live until now?"

"On the other side of death, there must be a world better than reality."

The scarred girl was about to curse a few more times, but she heard a hoarse cough from the side.

"Ahem...be quiet."

The words were not loud, but they made both of them tremble at the same time, and they dared not say anything more.

The person who was speaking was a white-haired old man. He was really very old. The wrinkles on his face were like dry bark, covered with faint spots. His eyes were cloudy and dull, and no one could see the emotions in his eyes.

The old man was short and hunched, leaning on a cane carved from bones, and it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down.

A strong aura of decay and death permeated his entire body, making people feel as if they might die at any time.

The old man stared at Liuzhou City below in silence, with a look of pity on his face: "Poor... sad... lamentable..."

Seeing his posture, the scarred girl felt goose bumps all over her back and muttered to herself.

"You're the one who spread the corpse transformation method. Why are you pretending to be with me?"

Of course, she only dared to complain about this in her heart and never said it out loud.

When she could no longer endure this depressing atmosphere, the scarred woman could not help but ask, "Master Shiku, when can we leave the Great Tai Dynasty? I have had enough of this place."

Si Ku glanced back at her and said slowly: "Nu, you are too anxious."

"This is... a deal."

"We must pay enough chips, otherwise... the Palace Master will probably no longer tolerate the existence of Chen."

These three are all members of "Dust".

They are "anger" and "evil" among the "seven emotions" and "suffering of death" among the "eight sufferings."

"Impatientness is not a good habit."

The young man said with disgust: "I told you long ago, don't bring this crazy woman with you. She and I don't get along at all."

The scarred girl immediately became furious, and her spiritual power surged: "You and I can't get along, and I can't get along with you either!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Si Ku still just spoke calmly.

"Quiet."

Nu and Evil curled their lips helplessly, but did not dare to argue again.

Si Ku shook his head, feeling somewhat helpless.

He is the strongest among the three, which is why he can suppress these two troublesome guys.

At this moment, the man who was extremely disgusted with everything suddenly exclaimed: "A seed of the fourth realm has disappeared."

The scarred girl said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a fourth realm? What's the fuss about?"

There was something strange in Si Ku's cloudy eyes: "It seems that the Zhenling Division from the neighboring state has sent an expert. They came quite quickly."

"But we can't handle this situation with just one or two experts. Judging from the time, their army will be here soon."

"You two, go plant a few more seeds."

Si Ku turned to look at the two of them and said, "Destroying their minds and increasing their anger and hatred, isn't this what you are best at?"

E and Nu nodded, as if they agreed.

Afterwards, a thought moved in the sea of ​​​​consciousness of Death, and he took out a bell that was very similar to Anle's soul-gathering bell. He shook it gently, and tiny human faces showed expressions of pain, and there seemed to be countless wailing and crying sounds echoing.

Hearing the sound, a strange smile appeared on his old face.

"It's almost full..."

******

Late at night.

The camp of Qingzhou Zhenlingsi.

[You attempted to flee Liuzhou, but were discovered by the black-robed prince.]

【You are being caught up.】

【you are dead! 】

[The deduction is over! ]

Anle silently opened his eyes, touched his intact neck, felt the remaining pain, and felt a little heavy.

"Failed again."

"It is indeed the sixth realm."

He used this opportunity to test out some of the black-robed prince's strength, and also accidentally discovered another thing.

In the deduction, Anle not only transformed into a giant, but also used all the means he could, including the Void Magic Armor and the Soul-Devouring Bloodline.

After he used the Soul-Devouring Blood Line, the black-robed prince's attitude immediately changed and he said something.

"I didn't expect you to be right next to me."

Afterwards, he changed from his original cat playing with mouse mentality to a ruthless and ruthless attack, killing Anle with his absolute strength.

"Is he targeting me from the beginning?"

Anle touched his chin and thought seriously about the reason behind it.

"Is it related to Sora-do?"

"It shouldn't be like that. After all, Taoist Kong has been dead for hundreds of years, and even his remaining soul has vanished into thin air. The Divine Emperor obviously knows this, which is why he did not continue to search for the location of the cave."

Anle thought of the special nature of the [Soul-Devouring Blood Line].

This entry was unlocked after he devoured the divine armor, and naturally carried the aura of the divine general's armor.

Realizing this, the answer becomes apparent.

An Le said to himself, "Could it be that after I devoured the God General Armor, some extremely serious consequences occurred, which caused such a big shot to investigate the matter?"

This conjecture may sound a bit absurd at first glance, but it may not be impossible.

Moreover, the method to verify this conjecture is also very simple.

Evil, pronounced as wu.

I don’t know why the name “Si Ku” is sometimes used to add the word “shui”... It makes people think.

Chapter 252 Don’t mess with him!

next morning.

Anle found Xie Gaoguang in a tent.