Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Bai Bing turned his head to look, and found that the old man was actually a low old man, even shorter than the old man who carved the monument.

His body is that of a child, but he has the head of an old man, his face is wrinkled, and the stitches between his necks are still obvious.

"Blue Gourd Sword Fairy"

"We are here under the guidance of the tomb keeper. I heard that the seniors know a lot of secrets, so I came here to ask for advice." Bai Bing cupped his hands and said.

The old man stroked his beard in surprise, "What, you also know that this seat is going to be born again?"

Bai Bing asked, "Reborn, but because she wants to wake up?"

The old man said proudly, "That's right, I was a top-ranking powerhouse back then, and the old man was also the first to charge in the war.

After so many years of deep sleep, the old man's blood is almost drained. "

Ah yes yes yes, who wasn't the first in the charge back then...Bai Bing simply admired, "I've heard for a long time that this place is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, buried very deep. Have you done a lot of great things?"

"That's natural. If the world is divided into ten buckets, and the pioneers have eight buckets, this old man could have at least one bucket...well, maybe half buckets."

The old man pinched his waist, extremely confident.

"That's great, the situation is like this." Bai Bing said happily: "The Zerg is rampant today, oppressing the awakened people of our generation, and killing people, we can only come here, and hope that the seniors will come out and avenge us. !"

"...You said just now, what's the matter with the old man?" The old man asked with a pause while stroking his beard.

Bai Bing said: "It's like this, we heard that the one is about to wake up and wanted to come and find out, but is it true or false?"

"Nature is true."

"Where is that? When will it recover? If it recovers...would the world be peaceful?" Bai Bing asked again.

Then he stopped, because the old man was looking at him coldly, the child's tender body, the old scarred face, and the turbid child's hole looked very strange.

"Let's go, she's a god, you can't pry, there's a big cause and effect.

If you don't know where you came from and ask this kind of question, you're dead now. "The old man's voice was cold and quiet.

"Is that so..."

Bai Bing said: "It makes sense, then let's discuss the matter of going out of the mountain? The predecessors are famous, and we are all looking forward to it..."

"I am a follower, and I should wait for the coming of God."

The old man's attitude is very tough, except for confirming "her recovery", he doesn't talk about anything else.

"The old man can only tell you that on the day she appears, there will be a black fog that will fill her, the black fog will be her, she will be the fog, and the fog will be the rule.

She is the rule.

Ordinary people, incomprehensible. "

Shen Shen babbled... Bai Bing was thinking about what to do, and suddenly thought of something, he pulled open the front of his shirt, "Senior, I have seen the black fog, and later left this trace, do you know it?"

There is a shallow mark on his chest. When he was talking with the Earth Protector, he was attacked by the rules and never disappeared. He also experienced some weirdness because of it.

"Yeah, there really is."

The old man thought strangely, but this kid has a bit of ability, and even touched her rules.

If so, it is considered a fate.

"You came at the right time, come with me." The old man said, walking out on crutches.

Bai Bing and An Yingqiu followed.

Leaving this small open space and passing through a cemetery, I saw a larger plain in front of me.

In the middle stood a human-faced statue with a lot of gray moss. The statue was embedded in the stone wall. For this statue, a mountain was specially moved here.

As for the shape of the human face, it was very rough, and the art was too obvious, reminding him of those heads on Easter Island.

"If you don't kneel when you see God, when will you wait?"

The old man's hoarse voice came from beside him.

Bai Bing knelt down facing the statue. Anyway, it's not who he is. The man has gold under his knees. Now is the time to withdraw cash. If you can get valuable information, it's not a loss.

He was worried that this big fluffy moth was of noble birth and was unwilling to bow down to others. He turned his head and saw that she had already sat down on her knees and looked around.

She seemed to be more interested in those graves.

"Senior, is this her?" Bai Bing asked.

"God, it is a rule, indescribable, everywhere, how can you stick to this thing."

The old man scolded, "This is just the thing that channeled her with her back then. You have this mark, which may resonate, communicate with the world, and see the secrets."

"So what?" Bai Bing asked.

I want to have a secret, but that one won't come back to life. Tell me, it doesn't matter to me.

"Because I want to know," the old man said.

Bai Bing: "…"

"Open the mark, face the god, show your sincerity, clear the filth in your heart, and maintain your loyalty to the god." The old man recited.

Bai Bing spread out the dark black mark on his chest, faced the idol, and closed his eyes.

Then, he heard some strange babble, like a baby talking, like a fishbone stuck in his throat, spitting out half of every word.

Gradually, he felt a little itchy on his chest and wanted to scratch, but found that he couldn't move.

Startled, he opened his eyes.

The world unfolds before us.

He found that the scene in front of him changed drastically. The continuous cemetery was like a river and mountains. Green phosphorous flames were floating in it, like the lights of thousands of homes. In front of him, there were three people sitting on their knees, one was an old man, and the other was An Yingqiu. , and one is...myself?

He fell silent for a moment.

According to his rigorous analysis, the reason for his inability to move may be that he has become a stone.

And the "self" sitting on his knees seems to have lost contact with himself.

Although he had expected some anomalies to appear, he still did not expect that the **** was me?

"Legacy of the stars, pioneer of troubled times, are you here?"

"Legacy of the stars, pioneer of troubled times, you can be here!"

The old man opened his mouth and called softly, over and over again.

Bai Bing felt outrageous, he couldn't speak, he was just a simple stone, and a stone couldn't speak.

However, he still forced his thoughts and tried to respond.

"I am here!"

There is no sound.

Then, he saw the old man's eyes suddenly open, turning into shock and ecstasy. An Yingqiu, who was looking left and right, also suddenly turned around and looked at the stone statue in front of him in surprise.

"My God, you... have you really returned?"

The old man's voice was trembling, excited, full of emotions, mixed with a hint of disbelief and confusion.

because he saw it.

At this moment, Bai Bing is in a special state, and he feels that he has awakened his special senses, which can detect emotions, spy on heaven's secrets, and observe all things.

His vision was instantly widened, and he could listen to the world, reaching an unimaginable intensity.

He observed An Yingqiu.

She looked a little surprised, and at the same time wanted to open the statue to see what was talking, but felt that doing so would kill her, so she decided to wait and see.

"My God, why didn't you speak?"

The old man wondered, could it be an illusion just now?

Is it because I miss the old lake so much?

At this moment, Bai Bing spoke again with his mind power and recited the Buddha's verse, although he didn't understand it, it mainly sounded more powerful.

Then the vicissitudes of life sounded.

"I."

"who is it?"

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