Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Bai Bing left the dungeon and continued to wander around the Qing clan. He wanted to find out what secrets the Qing clan was hiding.

He found out that there are no particularly powerful masters here, and it is unimaginable that such a tribe can make Elder Shenji become an ascender.

However, he still kept a low profile, the red mist shrouded his body ten feet, and he seemed to be invisible.

Finally, after two hours, he came to a clearing in the jungle, which was far from the tribe, so it was difficult to find.

There was a huge square monument standing in the open space. The square was very regular, and the whole body was black, like obsidian.

The sun shines brightly.

But what really attracted him was the text above.

It is the familiar "fallen fairy language".

[Four years after the catastrophe, the parasite family was confirmed]

[In the seventeenth year of the catastrophe, it was discovered that the Zerg had acquired evolutionary characteristics]

[Twenty-two years after the catastrophe, preliminary determination of the evolutionary path and classification]

[Twenty-three years of cataclysm, catastrophe, many dead]

...

[Correcting the first year of the calendar, updating the classification and naming of parasite groups]

[The sixteenth year of the correction calendar, the establishment of an organization of powers, aiming to restore civilization and clean up the Zerg]

[Corrected the 90th year, mastered the Zerg seal technique, completed the S-level Zerg cleanup for the first time, and found a way to deal with the disaster of the civilization era, but the Zerg evolution has gone further]

[In the 196th year of the correction calendar, the SSS-level Zerg was successfully sealed]

[In the 197th year of the correction calendar, an abnormal variant appeared. After testing, this variant may have already appeared, and we have entered a misunderstanding]

[In the 198th year of the correction calendar, we have some disputes]

...

On the stele, there is a long timeline.

The above records some of what happened, but there are many blanks and traces of modification.

"Is this what happened in the last epoch?" Bai Bing thought to himself.

Suddenly, there was a sound of sweeping the floor.

Bai Bing saw that it was an old man who was sweeping leaves with a broom.

When he turned his attention away from the stele, Bai Bing noticed that no one had come to this place for a long time. There was an incense burner in front of the stele, but most of the incense ashes and even the sand inside were washed away by the rain.

Only the square floor was cleaned.

But Bai Bing was in the red fog, so the old man didn't see him.

Bai Bing pondered for a moment, and a wisp of red mist rushed into the sea of ​​old minds.

The old man noticed, looked up and saw that this was a man, shirtless, with animal ivory carvings hanging around his neck.

"Old man, where is this?" the man said, "I came here to pee, and I got here, and I can't find my way."

The old man looked up, lowered his head and continued to sweep the floor.

"Who are you fooling around with?"

The man scratched his head, "I'm new here, I really don't know."

"newcomer?"

Then the old man raised his head, pointed at the stone tablet and asked, "I think there is something wrong with you, please read a sentence of the ancestors to me."

Is this someone who doesn't believe that I am a Qing clan? This old man is quite clever.

Find a sentence and recite it.

"You are not from my Qing clan, are you from outside? What are you doing in here?" the old man asked.

"Am I wrong?"

The man is naturally Bai Bing. He used some means, and he was a little shocked. He didn't expect this old man to be very difficult to fool, and he could see through it.

Could it be that the pronunciation of the language of the Fallen Immortals in later generations is different from that of the past?

"That's right." The old man said, "But if you are from our Qing clan, you definitely don't know these words."

Bai Bing: "..."

Murder or kill.

"If you want to watch yourself, I won't stop you. I'm just an old man sweeping the floor." The old man said.

Bai Bing was shocked, is this afraid of being a sweeper? Can see through my thoughts.

But he looked left and right, this person was nothing special, not even parasitized, ordinary.

"Any other outsiders come here?" Bai Bing asked.

"You're pretty smart," said the old man, "Young people today are unreasonable, and if you come, you will kill an old man who sweeps the floor. You can see if you want to. No matter what we do, no one dares to come in these years. "

"How come there is such a person, I never thought of killing you." Bai Bing said, "According to our custom, don't say beating, you will lie on the ground, and I have to pay for the bankruptcy."

"You kid, it's okay, trust me, it's better than that awakened second request."

Then, the old man put down his broom, took two puffs of dry cigarettes, and smiled on his dry face, "You are also here to investigate the matter of the previous era? Is it an evil cultivator?"

Who said to believe you, I just think it's not too late to deal with it after asking.

Bai Bing said: "Yes, I am a little interested."

"Then you have found the right person. I was specializing in this research back then, and I would read the materials every day when I was peeing, and now I am an expert.

I didn't expect it... In this age, there are still people who can read Sanskrit of that era. "

The old man smiled and said: "These days, the people of my Qing clan no longer recognize the writings of these ancestors. They feel that they are all clinging to their shortcomings, and they are ready to give up their ancestors' teachings and go to the Central Plains with taboos."

Then, he pointed to the huge stone tablet.

"This thing has a history, it's something handed down from that era of civilization.

Things from that era were amazing.

I heard that the length, width and height of this thing is 1:3:9, and it will never change. If you don’t believe it, go test it... Forget it, tell you this, you probably don’t know what it means. "

After thinking about it, the old man changed his words and said, "Don't you have a sword? If you don't believe me, you can draw a line. If you can draw a mark, I will recognize you as a grandson."

Sir, please rest.

Bai Bing tried it, but when he got close, he heard a prompt from the system.

【Special material detected】

[Strengthened coating with strong force, with super wear resistance, to ensure the long-term storage of recorded information]

【Do you use a recording pen to record information? 】

A pop-up box appeared in the system again, and then a receiving interface appeared. Bai Bing was stunned, clicked to receive, and found that this thing turned out to be a familiar object.

Black spikes.

Small, similar to the mummy that was sealed at the beginning.

However, this time it is metallic, and there is no black blood on the surface.

Does this thing still work?

"Forget it, as soon as you hear it, you'll know you're blowing." Bai Bing said.

The old man was anxious, "Why don't you believe it? Go try it yourself and you'll know."

"You can really blow~www.wuxiamtl.com~ If you can draw a line, I will be your grandson." The old man laughed in anger.

Bai Bing stepped forward, took out the nail and covered it under his index finger, used his dark strength to draw a line, and the stone bricks on the ground were stepped out of dense cracks.

The old man was shocked, who is this? Can you snap your fingernails out?

It's been the first time in so many years.

His eyes are shocked and suspicious. According to records, only those people have the means to record information on it. What is the origin of this person?

It's really hard enough... Bai Bing shook his numb hand and saw that the nail was a little blunt. He probably guessed that the old man was a bit of a jerk.

"Master, what did you just say? I'm dizzy and can't hear clearly."

The old man pondered, "Are you the recorder?"

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