Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

This is a joy that is enough to intoxicate to death.

All trials, tests, and all are fake. Here, as long as you sit down with your knees crossed and close your eyes, you can build the most wonderful world. No matter whether it is murder, arson or extravagance, no one will stop you.

The temptation is so great that it can sink anyone.

He turned his head and looked at the people around him. The old monks in the Nascent Soul period had obsession written on their faces, and the legs of the enlightened monk were trembling imperceptibly.

They are all people with a firm mind and can maintain calm before the catastrophe of life and death, but here, they can't even sit for three months.

There is no way to have a firm mind and not be confused by external things. It is simply this world of cultivating immortals, and there is nothing interesting.

No one can resist temptation, they are just good at escaping temptation.

This reminded him of a sentence, "You say that the four elements are empty, but you close your eyes tightly. If you open your eyes and look at me, I don't believe your eyes are empty."

"I can't meditate anymore."

Bai Bing got up.

He thinks he doesn't have enough self-control. This thing is too powerful. It is more terrifying than any entertainment method he has experienced in his previous life. It's like living in a real virtual metaverse.

Leaving this open space, he went outside and took out the chat mirror.

Suddenly, a word appeared above.

[Xiao Bai: Don't come back. 】

what's the situation?

Angry?

Bai Bing just finished writing and was about to send it out, but she saw her second sentence.

[Xiao Bai: Zhongzhou seems to be going to attack us. 】

Bai Bing's eyes suddenly narrowed.

[Xiao Bai: So that's the case, you already knew that, didn't you? 】

Bai Bing looked at the words, but did not speak.

[Xiao Bai: My father told me that this time the matter was a bit serious, Zhongzhou gave us a choice, let us give up and destroy all cultivation methods related to evil cultivation, and we can't bring it up again.

I don't know what will happen if I don't give up. I feel like this is an ultimatum. They even said that they are not afraid of the ancestors of Nanxuan.

Li Minghao and the others have just woken up, but they are still doubting life. They didn't pay attention to evil cultivators at first, but they feel that their position is a little shaken now. 】

Bai Bing was still watching, but did not speak.

Conflict sooner than expected?

[Xiao Bai: I want to hear your opinion. 】

Bai Bing watched it for a while and knew that she had to speak. This meant standing in line.

[Xiao Si: Listen to them, safety is important. 】

[Xiao Bai: But I don't want to, I just woke up and think this world is quite interesting.

Do you want me to give up being a cultist? What about you? 】

Bai Bing pondered for a moment, then wrote a sentence seriously.

[Xiao Si: I found a way to wake them up. If it goes well, I can wake you all up. 】

[Xiao Bai: Including the ancestors in the clan? When they awakened, they naturally did not dare to offend my Li family.

Can you stop dreaming? You should be very clear that awakening depends on perception. Even in our Li family, not many people have this perception, let alone those old stubborn ones. 】

Bai Bing couldn't say more, so he chatted a few words and put away the communication magic tool.

It would be better not to go back, he had no intention of going back.

After leaving the vicinity of the stele, he really couldn't enter that "virtual universe" anymore.

He started walking around the neighborhood, probing, checking back from time to time.

Five days have passed.

He once again saw a monk fall down. Under the wind and the sun, his clothes were already rotten. When he died, there was a satisfied smile on his thin face.

When he was being carried away, Bai Bing saw the man's limbs as thin as stumps, with his front chest against his back.

He was starved to death.

Another week has passed.

[Memories...backtracked...restored...]

Bai Bing frowned. He saw this text prompt on the system again.

About half a day later, a group of monks came from outside, and the happy town became lively.

Bai Bing saw the middle-aged man again.

He knows middle-aged people, but middle-aged people don't know Bai Bing.

The old woman no longer knew Bai Bing.

Everything seemed to start anew, caught in an endless cycle.

The middle-aged man had a miserable face and gray hair. The old woman Thanos came out again and explained to him how to meet the master Nan Xuan.

"It turns out that I am from Beiyuan and used to be a suzerain..."

The middle-aged man poured out the pain in his heart, and then looked at the tall stone tablet, "If you sit here for three months, will you be able to meet the master of the Tao with the Taoist name Nanxuan?"

The old woman smiled and said, "The master has been away for more than two months, and he will come back in just half a month."

"It turns out that the test is so simple."

The middle-aged man waved, "It's only half a month, then I'll go."

This time, he didn't see the corpse, so he didn't retreat. He came around the tall stone monument, sat on the ground, closed his eyes and started to meditate.

Gradually, doubts appeared on his face, then surprise, and finally intoxication...

He never woke up again.

……

[I seem to understand, this is what I'm looking for.

There seems to be an ability here to reset time. Those travelers who come from afar, no matter whether they can pass the test or not, as long as they come, they will never be able to leave.

After a period of time, their memory will be lost and they will become a new traveler, repeating the above cycle.

I saw that there are many middle-aged and elderly people here. They may... have been reincarnated thousands of times.

Their final destination was in front of the stone monument, then on the stretcher, and finally thrown into the river for burial. 】

He pondered for a while. If he said that, Patriarch Nanxuan had already mastered this "memory modification" ability?

Then he has the ability to "shield memory modification", is it reasonable?

If he can do this, he can easily destroy Qiushan Temple.

Grass, what is this old guy doing? There is such a good thing, it even makes me fight alone, do you know how I live these days?

He felt the ground shake.

Looking up, a 200-pound girl with a stubborn waist was blinking at him shyly, trying to cover her face with a paper fan, but unfortunately her face was bigger than the paper fan.

An old woman next to her said enthusiastically, "Beautiful boy, what's your name? You look pretty handsome. You see, this is my daughter. She's good everywhere, but she's a little shy. Do you want to make friends?"

Slip away.

……

Just one day later, Bai Bing suddenly received news from Li Qingsi.

[Ancestor Nanxuan is back. 】

Li family.

Today's atmosphere is extraordinarily solemn~www.wuxiamtl.com~ In the lobby, there are all seniors with high morals and respect, and even the backbone of the inner sect like Li Tiansu are not qualified to step here today.

"Yunhe, make it clear that you have brought so many descendants into the evil way, do you want to ruin the future of my Li family?"

The person who opened the mouth was an old man. He had red eyebrows and red hair, and his eyes were like fire. He was one of the supreme elders of the Vermillion Bird Clan.

Elder Taishang is the ancestor of the Suzaku clan. He is even higher than the ancestors such as Yunzhong Yunhe. He has already focused on seclusion and enlightenment. He has dreamed for a hundred years and ignored family affairs.

In the face of the Supreme Elder, Yun He naturally would not neglect him, "What about the evil cultivator? I just inherit Nan Xuan's will.

Elder, go to concentrate on your practice and don't need to pay attention to these things. "

"If I ignore it, the Divine Phoenix Clan will block the door, isn't it ashamed?"

The elder Taishang said indifferently, "Evil cultivators will never be able to reach the Dao, stop it!

If he is still obsessed, the old man can only clean up the family on his behalf! "

Yun He smiled lightly, "Today, maybe I can't help a few."

He backed away.

Many elders frowned, Yun He was the one in power, who else could speak for him?

At this moment, a figure walked out, with a heavy breath and a tall stature.

"Nan Xuan!"

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