Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Ancestor Nanxuan, is he really here?

He was wanted by all the ancient races, and he gathered all the hunting lists, but came here to take refuge?

Bai Bing stood on the high platform and looked around, but did not see the ancestor Nanxuan.

"You are also here to visit the masters?" An old woman came over, probably a local resident, with a bronze bracelet hanging around her neck, which should be a magic weapon.

Holding a Zen staff should also be a magic weapon.

Even the earrings are amulets, and the spiritual power fluctuations are obscure.

Except that she herself is an ordinary person, there is no ordinary person in her body.

"Exactly."

The middle-aged man who came together was also surprised when he saw it, "This, do you have to receive a gift to enter?"

Good guy, the last time I saw such a flamboyant decoration was at a funeral.

"No, you misunderstood."

The old woman smiled and said, "The experts have something to say. If there are admirers who come, let us talk about the rules."

"You say."

The old woman stretched out her hand and pointed at the retreating people around the stele. Bai Bing noticed that she had five storage rings on her hand, one for each finger.

Looking down again, the other hand also has five, which are also inlaid with various colored gems.

Thanos is not as much as her.

"That expert travels all over the place and comes back every two or three months."

The old woman said, "His request is that you sit in silence, and if you can wait for him to come back, you can give you directions.

Apart from this method, no matter what your background or status is, even if you are a half-step immortal, the Taoist will not pay attention to you. "

"That's it?" Bai Bing frowned.

"Don't underestimate the young man." The old woman pointed to the circle, "You came at the right time, did you see the people over there?"

Bai Bing looked in the direction and saw three or four local residents standing outside the wall, holding a bundle of hemp ropes, tied them into a circle, and then threw them on a monk like a ferrule and dragged him out.

Bai Bing raised his eyebrows slightly, the cultivator seems to be in deep retreat, and is not afraid of going into the devil if he is disturbed like this?

Then the resident dragged him out of the wall, checked him, took off his shirt, and there were corpse spots on his back.

It turned out that he didn't go crazy, he just died.

Then, the magic weapon and sword on his body were taken off by the residents, and a stretcher came over, carried him to the river at the entrance of the village, and threw him in.

"The master said that everyone has a demon, and if you want to see him, you need to endure this fantasy test.

When he appears, he can seek guidance on his own. " said the woman.

It turned out to be the case, but three months... I don't know if it's too late.

"But you came at the right time. The master has been gone for two months. If you insist on it for a month, maybe he will come back." The woman added.

"Got it." Bai Bing was about to go in and wait, then looked at the middle-aged man, "Together?"

The middle-aged man hesitated.

He suddenly said, "I don't want to ask for advice."

"Why?"

The middle-aged human said: "I suddenly figured out when I saw the corpse. My aptitude is average, and my understanding is average. If I want to meet that master, I should need a lot of luck.

I don't think I'll be that lucky, it's still important to be alive. "

he's gone.

gone again.

Bai Bing looked at his back, lost in thought.

"Young man, do you want to go?" The woman looked at him admiringly, "I see that you are handsome, but it's a pity that you died. I have a daughter in my family who was born very blessed. She is as strong as a tiger and as brave as a black bear. It's a good match, do you want to consider it?"

"No, I have business." Bai Bing refused.

"It's okay, we don't accept dowry."

The woman took out a package, and there was a crisp clattering sound inside, all of which were storage rings, "There are also food and drink, and there are resources to cultivate, isn't this much better than cultivating outside?

We don't discriminate against foreigners who are married, and when the time comes, a few big fat boys will be born. She will hunt outside to support her family, and you will cook at home with the baby.

In my life, I have seen too many people who come here because of their fame. No one has ever gone out alive in my life. Young people can have any unsolvable knots, and choosing the right path can save 30 years of struggle. "

"My aunt is open-minded."

Bai Bing smiled and took out the jade pendant given by Li Qingsi, "It's just that I have chosen a path, and it is not a problem to fight for fifty years less.

It is also necessary to repay the people with the way of the people.

The aunt held the jade pendant in Bai Bing's hand and looked at it for a while, "Good thing, it should be a beautiful girl."

"You really don't think about it, little young?" She was not very reconciled and thought about it, "At least, my family is strong, one is the best..."

"I think the two are better." Bai Bing said.

The aunt stopped talking, and waved her hand to let him leave, "Well, I like your jade pendant, you go to retreat, and I will get it myself."

"…"

Bai Bing came outside the fence and spread out his consciousness.

Didn't feel anything special.

He walked in, learned from the others, sat on the ground, and took out the chat mirror.

Li Qingsi sent two messages and asked him when he would reply.

He replied two sentences and found that the chat mirror still worked.

Finally, he put away the chat mirror and took out the notebook.

[I came to Wuyou Township and found a rule.

There seems to be a kind of "contamination" pervading here, which will cause their memory to be lost.

A eldest brother who had already come here, saw the body and regretted it, wanted to go home, suddenly turned back, as if he had come here for the first time, no wonder he couldn't get out.

I've heard that there is "reincarnation" here, I guess it may be about the reincarnation of memory, once they go out, the memory will be changed, just like I did at Akiyama Temple. 】

After writing for a while, he looked around. Most of these monks were in the stage of foundation building to Jindan stage, and occasionally there were a few masters in the Nascent Soul stage, and there were even eminent monks, but there was no movement with their eyes closed.

The tall stone tablet in front of him did not reveal any strangeness.

He didn't know how these people died.

So he closed his eyes and started meditating.

【logging in...】

The system prompts suddenly.

When he was in doubt, Bai Bing found that there was a faint will into his brain, and he began to be in a trance, as if he had entered a dream, and he could choose what dream to dream.

He chose to travel through the world before.

As a result, the surrounding environment changed instantly. There was a lot of traffic and tall buildings. He stood at the crossroads and waited for the traffic lights. The glass curtain wall in the distance was very dazzling.

Crossed back?

He walked in the world with doubts, and was reawakened by the memory buried in the dust.

Everything is so real, it's hard to tell.

It was not until he saw his company that he realized that he was in a dream.

This dream is not good, it is too realistic, change it.

Flames surged around, annihilating the familiar environment, and he came to this world.

However, all the ancient races have awakened, and the Heavenly Evil Sect has become the most orthodox organization, and evil cultivators can walk in the sun.

Those parasites were also completely cleaned up, or domesticated.

And he is the strongest in the world, and he can reach the ends of the earth in a single thought.

"The Fallen Immortals are back," he said.

So, he saw flames spray in the air, and a huge shadow appeared in the air. He knew that it was a starship, and it appeared exactly as he imagined.

He finds it boring, or... can you imagine being a little more daring?

The world has changed again, the world has become a simple line, and the style of painting is lovely.

Mai Sakurajima was standing in front of her, and...

At one point, he suddenly woke up.

Countless worlds were shattered, he opened his eyes, he felt pain all over his body, his joints were stiff, and his body seemed to be hollowed out.

According to the physical condition, at least three days have passed.

There was no one outside the fence, and the other monks were still sitting quietly, their faces were either peaceful, happy, or serious.

The world was silent, the dream was broken, and an unparalleled sense of emptiness poured into my heart.

The fantasy is so beautiful, he is a god, but the reality has endless troubles.

A dozen messages appeared on the chat mirror, about family affairs.

He looked at it, and suddenly there was a strong desire to return to the illusion and continue to dream.

"I'm actually addicted." Bai Bing said to himself.

He felt extremely empty, like chasing the drama to the end, and finishing reading the book of his favorite novel.

Even more intensely, because this is an almost indistinguishable simulation.

He suddenly understood the meaning of "Worry-free Country".

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