Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

The subscription ratio is insufficient, and the new chapter has been eaten by gluttons~ He suddenly felt a feeling in his heart. He couldn't explain it clearly, but he suddenly lost the interest to ask further.

So when Ning Huaishan came over, he only saw the expressionless face of his city lord - when he wasn't smiling, there was always a sense of disgust in the slightly downward eyes.

At first glance, that seems really unhappy.

Didn't you laugh before? Why are you unhappy again!

Ning Huaishan didn't want to get into trouble and bounced back to Fang Chu without saying a word.

Fang Chu: Why are you jumping back and forth?

He was rubbing his shoulder, and a little new flesh had grown out of the wound on the broken arm, which was glowing pink with live blood. In comparison, his face was pale and green.

I just want to hear what the city lord is whispering to the puppet. You see, he has lost his memory and won't say anything to us. What does the puppet have to talk about? Ning Huaishan felt like he had fallen out of favor. He forgot that not long ago he wanted their city lord to cry for help.

He told us even though he didn't have amnesia? Fang Chu said unceremoniously.

Yes. Ning Huaishan glanced at Wu Xingxue again, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, Ah Chu, I suddenly feel that the puppet...well, something doesn't seem right. What do you think?

Fang Chu: ...

Fang Chu squeezed his shoulders and said decisively: I don't think so.

The last time they had a sudden feeling, the consequences were disastrous. Only a fool would want to do it again.

Fang Chu glanced at Xiao Fuxuan's profile and said in a deep voice, Do you know how long it will take for me to recover from this kind of injury?

Ning Huaishan thought for a while.

Fang Chu's worst appearance... that must have been the day he first came to Zhaoye City decades ago. When Wu Xingxue sent people to carry Fang Chu out of the black carriage, Ning Huaishan almost didn't recognize him. That's a person——

Because two arms and one leg were missing, they had been eaten by someone unknown, and there were wounds all over his face. It looked like a rag soaked in blood.

Most people would die early like this, but Fang Chu seemed to be particularly stubborn and refused to die.

When they look at the Night City, the most indispensable thing is evil ways and sinister forbidden arts. Life and death, flesh and bones are no longer a problem, as long as they are ruthless. Because flesh and blood cannot grow in vain, something must be supplemented.

Later, Ning Huaishan would often think of that scene——

Wu Xingxue sent someone to throw Fang Chu into the pool to soak. The thick black water splashed out and turned red when it fell on the snow beside the pool.

There is a towering giant tree beside the pool. Because the aura of death is so strong, no living thing dares to stay on the branches and leaves, so Wu Xingxue's residence is named after the giant tree, and the birds never fall.

Those people...oh no, when those little devils placed Fang Chu in the pool, Wu Xingxue leaned against the giant tree with her arms folded and watched quietly.

City Lord, it's all set. Everything is ready, but we just need some people. Those people came earlier than Ning Huaishan. They have been with Wu Xingxue for several years, and they are attentive to everything. They rubbed their hands and discussed with excitement: The closest to Zhaoye City is Bailujin. It's not a problem to catch one or two boats of people alive. We can go there now.

Wu Xingxue looked tired, and his voice had a sleepy nasal sound: In the middle of the night, there are very few people passing by Bailujin, so it is probably difficult to catch it.

They nodded: Yes, what should we do?

It's easy to handle.

Wu Xingxue said, straightened up and walked to the blood pool. One by one, he threw the little devils into the pool.

Living people can mend it, and so can those little devils.

Fang Chu in the pool was unconscious, his eyes closed and he knew nothing about the things around him. But Ning Huaishan could see clearly from across the corridor that there were a few bubbles on the surface of the pool, and then the bloody mouth on Fang Chu's face visibly closed up.

Wu Xingxue stood by the pool and watched. After a long time, she went to the bamboo pump nearby to wash her hands.

That was the source of Ning Huaishan's fear of Wu Xingxue.

Later, for a long time, he was afraid that Wu Xingxue would be unhappy and throw him into the blood pool and feed it to someone as a tonic. But he and Fang Chu were lucky. The people in Que Bu Luo changed frequently and it didn't last long. However, they had followed Wu Xingxue for decades and were still alive.

At first, Fang Chu, who was like a ball of blood cloth, became alive and kicking after soaking in the pool for two days.

Later, Fang Chu was often injured, and his hands and feet were often broken. People in Zhaoye City generally don't take the initiative to provoke each other. When they are hungry or seriously injured and need supplements, they go out to catch people alive.

But Fang Chu was different. He had experienced the benefits of taking evil spirits as supplements back then, and later he often picked on people in Zhaoye City. It was only because he had the city lord as his backer that he was not killed.

Later, he perfected the Regeneration Technique so well that he could heal quickly even if he didn't find anything tonic for a while.

***

Ning Huaishan thought about it for a moment and said, Yes, breaking arms and legs is common for you. It only takes three to five hours to grow them all. What did you do this time...

Fang Chu said: I thought it was because I was hungry for many days and was a little weak. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's not the case. If you look at this Valley of Great Sorrow, I've grown new flesh.

His method of rebirth is ultimately magic, and some things will naturally overcome it. For example... I am always too close to the immortal, and I am suppressed by the invisible immortal energy.

Not the kind of disciples from the Immortal Sect, but the kind from the Immortal Capital.

The reason for the delay was that the surrounding fairy aura far outweighed the evil aura. Now that we have arrived at the evil place of Great Bei Valley, things are finally getting better.

Ning Huaishan suddenly reacted and glanced at the so-called puppet: ???

Fang Chu: So

Don't do it anymore, please, just follow the city lord honestly. I don’t want to think about anything now, I just want to grow my hands well.

Ning Huaishan: That's not right, we shouldn't tell the city lord???

Fang Chu looked miserable: Do you think the city lord is stupider than me, or is he stupider than you?

Ning Huaishan: You mean, the city lord saw it?

…

The city lord has fucking figured it out, yet he still sticks with the puppet and whispers? ? ?

***

After that, Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu made no sound, neither approaching Wu Xingxue nor too far away, just like two quails.

So much so that those Immortal Sect disciples couldn't see anything wrong with them, let alone that they came from Zhaoye City.

The young disciples couldn't figure out who the statue was, and they didn't bother to dig deeper. They took gold needles and poked around in the tomb. But for some reason, the golden needle was spinning around like a headless fly.

There were both people asking for help and unknown masters of casual cultivators around them. Those few young disciples were afraid of being embarrassed, and their faces turned red.

What happened to this spiritual needle today?

It's not like this usually!

Brother, is this needle broken?

Nonsense! I just checked before going out.

…

What is this needle probing for? Wu Xingxue picked the one with the reddest face and asked.

The young disciple pointed to a bit of blood on the needle and said: If you are looking for a spirit, you will find the spirit of whose blood it is stained with.

He glanced at the woman who had lost her daughter and said, Have mercy on the poor woman... After the words appeared on her daughter's neck, she, like many others, tied her daughter to the bed with a hemp rope and sat on the bed at night. She kept watch. She was afraid that she would also fall asleep and be unaware, so she tied the other end of the hemp rope in her hand. As a result, she woke up at dawn and found that the rope was still in her hand, but her two daughters were gone. It's all covered in blood. The blood on our needle came from that rope.

If the victim was killed a long time ago, the gold needle will indeed be less accurate, but it shouldn't be like this.

Try it again and let me see. Wu Xingxue patted him.

The people behind him looked anxiously.

The young disciple looked stunned and said Oh. He first moved the needle toward himself as a starting point, and then pushed it out.

The golden needle was seen shaking wildly against the surrounding stone walls, and finally returned to the starting position without any movement.

It is said that the senior brothers who came to find people before always encountered this situation. The needle turned around and returned to the starting point. They didn't even have a clue, so they could only hurriedly patrol the valley and come back, finding nothing.

Forget it, don't count on needles. The other two disciples said and couldn't help but look at Wu Xingxue, I wonder if the seniors have any ideas?

Wu Xingxue shook his head.

He doesn't remember anything. He still has some instinct to save himself, but he doesn't know anything else.

However, he remembered that before Xiao Fuxuan and others came down, Fang Chu, who had lost his arm, once shouted: What is this?

If I remember correctly, Fang Chu should have been standing...

Wu Xingxue kicked Fang Chu at that time and remembered the approximate location. He walked back there and looked carefully at the large and small holes in the stone wall. Oil lamps were placed in the upper places, and the hole at the bottom was larger, allowing people to hide in it.

Wu Xingxue stretched out her hand to explore the hole and could feel the damp wind.

Oh, right... Young Master! Fang Chu saw his movements and finally said, There is something in there. I had a glimpse of it before! But then I was interrupted and I didn't have time to see clearly.

Just as Wu Xingxue was about to bend down to take a look, the blushing young disciple from the Immortal Sect rushed over.

Perhaps he wanted to regain the dignity he had lost with the golden needle, so he said, I'm easy to drill, so he touched an oil lamp and ducked into the hole.

The young disciple held up an oil lamp and shined a light in the cave, and saw a figure squatting deep in the cave - with two buns in his hair, a pale face, and dark eyes that did not blink. Just look at him quietly.

I--

!!!

The young disciple almost lost his soul!

Why are you trembling? He was tapped from behind.

It was okay if he didn't take the shot, but when he was patted, his hair was blown, he screamed and shrank back, and bumped into the person behind him.

I just said I would come. Wu Xingxue turned sideways angrily and took the young disciple out. Just as he was about to squat down, he saw someone lifting his foot in his peripheral vision.

The black boots were very narrow, making the legs look straight and strong.

As soon as he stepped on the stone wall, the small crawling holes instantly opened up with countless cracks. The gravel jingled and shook, and the hole expanded to more than half a person's height. You don't have to squat down, just sweep with an oil lamp and you can see the scene inside.

...

Wu Xingxue turned around and saw Xiao Fuxuan's face.

how to say……

He felt that there might not be a few intact parts of the tomb left in the end.

Is this what Heavenly Immortal does? ? ?

Wu Xingxue muttered in his heart, lowered his head and took an oil lamp to scan the cave, and saw the pale face.

...

With this appearance and squatting in this place, it is easy to scare people.

Fortunately, the hole was enlarged, and the appearance of the thing became clearer. Wu Xingxue saw a layer of pottery light on the face and said, It's a statue of a virgin.

That thing was neither a living person nor a ghost, it was a statue. The face is painted white and the cheeks are rouge, just like the statues of boys and girls on both sides of the temple.

.

However, this virgin statue has a paper talisman affixed to it, with words on it.

It reads: Immortal envoy Zhao Qing came to offer sacrifices.

The words were written in blood and were a little crooked, not ordinary writing that was ugly. It seems that when I wrote this word, my hand was too stiff and not dexterous enough.

Zhao Qinglai? Wu Xingxue read the name and straightened up.

A disciple of the Immortal Sect said: Oh! This name... I have heard of it. Did senior brother mention it last time? It should be someone who was summoned.

The faces of several immortal disciples suddenly looked ugly: How big is that virgin statue? Can it pretend to be a human being?!

Those who were summoned will not be sealed in this stone statue, right?

Xiao Fuxuan leaned on the top of the hole and bent down, taking a look inside.

Then he bent his fingers, and the talisman on the boy's statue fell into his hand.

!!! The Immortal Sect disciples immediately shouted: You can't move this talisman until you figure out the whole story!

After calling them, they realized that since they were masters of casual cultivating and seniors, they probably knew it well.

Sure enough, Wu Xingxue looked at Xiao Fuxuan and asked, What kind of talisman is this?

Xiao Fuxuan turned to the back and said: For living creatures.

Wu Xingxue: ...

Wu Xingxue: What do you mean by living beings?

Xiao Fuxuan: ...

Oh - Yi Wusheng said, I know this. I heard it from my husband when I was young. He said that there used to be a formation to summon immortals. They surrounded the immortal statues in the middle, and then sent people to pretend to be the boys and girls around the immortal family. , lay it out according to the direction of the formation, then paste the paper talisman and write the name of the offering, which can summon the immortal family to the statue.