Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

The icy Shangxian looked like he was missing someone.

Wu Xingxue looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes.

He suddenly had a feeling in his heart.

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

At first glance, that was really unpleasant.

Haven't you laughed before? Why are you unhappy again!

Ning Huaishan didn't want to touch the bad head, so she bounced back to Fang Chu without saying a word.

Fang Chu: Why are you jumping back and forth?

He was rubbing his shoulders, and a little new flesh had grown from the wound on the broken arm, with live blood and pink. In contrast, his face was pale and blue.

I just wanted to hear what the city lord whispered to the puppet. You see, he lost his memory and didn't say anything to us. What can the puppet have to talk about? Ning Huaishan felt quite out of favor, as if Forgot that not long ago he wanted their city lord to cry for help.

He told us that he didn't lose his memory? Fang Chu rudely demolished his platform.

Yes. Ning Huaishan glanced at Wu Xingxue again, and suddenly lowered her voice: A-Chu, I suddenly feel that the puppet... um, it 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 suddenly felt a bit, and the consequences were terrible. A fool wants to do it again.

Fang Chu glanced at Xiao Fuxuan's side face and said solemnly, Do you know how long it will take for me to recover from this kind of injury before?

Ning Huaishan thought about it.

Fang Chu's worst appearance... That must have been the day when he first came to Zhaoye City decades ago, when Wu Xingxuezhi ordered Fang Chu to be carried out of the black carriage, Ning Huaishan almost didn't recognize it. That's a person—

Because two hands and one leg are missing, I don't know what has been eaten, and my face is full of wounds. It looked like a rag soaked in blood.

Most people died so early, but Fang Chu seemed to be very stubborn, just didn't breathe.

They are in the night city, and the most important thing is the evil way and the sinister ban. Because flesh and blood cannot grow in vain, something has to be added.

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

Wu Xingxue sent Fang Chu into the pool to soak. The thick black water in the pool splashed out, but it was red when it fell on the snow by the pool.

There is a towering giant tree by the pond. Because of the dead energy, no living creature dares to stay on the branches and leaves. Therefore, Wu Xingxue's residence is named after the giant tree, which is called the bird does not fall.

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

City Lord, set it up. Everything is ready, so I owe some living people. Those people came to Quebuluo earlier than Ning Huaishan, and had been with Wu Xingxue for a few years, and they were all attentive. They rubbed their hands together and discussed excitedly: The closest to Zhaoye City is Bailujin. It's not a problem to catch a boat or two alive, we can go now.

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

They nodded: Yes, what should we do then?

It's easy.

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

Living people can make up for it, and so can those little devils.

Fang Chu in the pool was unconscious, and he closed his eyes and knew nothing about the things around him. But Ning Huaishan could see clearly through the corridor at the time, there were a few blisters on the surface of the pool, and then, the blood on Fang Chu's face was recognizable with the naked eye.

And Wu Xingxue stood by the pool and watched. After a long time, he went to the bamboo pump on the side to wash his hands.

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

For a long time, he was afraid that Wu Xingxue would be unhappy, so he also threw him into the blood pool and fed him to someone as a tonic. But he and Fang Chu had good luck, and the people in Quebuluoli changed frequently, and it didn't last long, but they had been with Wu Xingxue for decades, and they were still alive.

At the beginning, Fang Chu, who looked like a bloody cloth, had been soaking in the pool for two days, and then he was alive and kicking.

Later, Fang Chu was also often injured, often breaking his hands and feet. 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 outside to catch the living.

But Fang Chu was different. Back then, he felt the benefits of taking demons as a tonic, and later he often chose people in Yecheng to do it. It was only because the city lord was the backer that he was not killed.

Later, his regeneration technique was perfected, and even if he didn't find something tonic for a while, he could heal quickly.

***

Ning Huaishan pondered for a moment, and said, Yes, it is common for you to break your arm and break your leg, and it will grow up in three or five hours. What are you doing this time...

Fang Chu said: I thought it was because I was hungry for several days, and it was a little empty. Now think about it, I am afraid it is not. When you look at this Valley of Compassion, I will grow new flesh.

His method of regeneration is ultimately a sorcery, and some things will naturally overcome it. For example... always being too close to the immortals, being pressured by the invisible immortals.

Not the kind of Xianmen disciple, but the kind from Xiandu.

It didn't take long before, because the surrounding immortal energy far surpassed the evil spirit energy, and now it's finally better in the evil place of the Great Compassion Valley.

Ning Huaishan suddenly reacted and turned towards the

The so-called puppet glanced at it: ???

Fang Chu: So don't do it, please, just follow the city lord honestly. I don't want to feel anything now, I just want to grow my hands.

Ning Huaishan: No, we shouldn't tell the city owner???

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

Ning Huaishan: What do you mean, the city lord saw it?

...

The city lord is fucking aware of it, and he always sticks to the puppet and whispers? ? ?

***

After that, Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu were silent, neither close to Wu Xingxue nor too far away, they were honestly like two quails.

So that the few Immortal Sect disciples couldn't see that there was any problem with them, let alone that they came out of Zhaoye City.

The younger disciples couldn't figure out who the statue was, and they didn't get into it, they poked around in the tomb with golden needles. But for some reason, the golden needle turned around like a fly without a head.

There were both common people who asked for help, and unknown masters of loose cultivation. Those little disciples were so embarrassed that their faces were flushed.

What happened to this spirit needle today?

It's not always like this!

Senior brother, is this needle broken?

Nonsense! I just checked before going out.

...

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

The little disciple pointed to the little blood on the needle and said, If you are looking for a spirit, you will find the spirit of whose blood you see.

He glanced at the woman who had lost her daughter and said, Pity the sufferer... After her daughter's neck appeared, she, like many others, tied her daughter to the bed with twine, and sat on the bed at night. She was guarding the side. She was afraid that she would also fall asleep, and she would be unconscious, and buckled 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 the two daughters were gone. It's full of blood. The blood on our needles came from that string.

If it has been killed for a long time, the golden needle will indeed be less accurate, but it should not be like this.

Let me take a look again. Wu Xingxue patted him.

The few people watched anxiously behind him.

The younger disciple looked stunned and said Oh. He starts by pulling the needle toward himself, then pushes it out.

I saw that the golden needle shuddered at the surrounding stone walls, and finally returned to the starting position with a sigh of relief.

It is said that the brothers and sisters who came to look for someone before have always encountered this situation. They turned the needle once and then returned to the beginning. They didn't even have a clue, so they could only hurriedly patrol the valley and come back, and found 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 a few seniors have any ideas?

Wu Xingxue shook his head.

He doesn't remember anything, he still has a bit of instinct to save himself, and he doesn't know anything else.

But he remembered Xiao Fuxuan before they came down, Broken Arm Fangchu once called: What is this?

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

Wu Xingxue kicked Fang Chu at the time, remembering the approximate location. He walked back there and looked carefully at the large and small holes in the stone wall. There are oil lamps on the top, and the hole at the bottom is bigger, so people can hide.

Wu Xingxue reached out and probed the hole, and could feel the damp wind.

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

Wu Xingxue was about to bend over to look at it, when the blushing little disciple of Xianmen rushed over.

He probably wanted to regain the face he had lost on the gold needle, and said, My head is good for drilling, so he touched an oil lamp and got into the hole with a short body.

The little disciple held up the oil lamp in the hole and took a look, and saw a figure squatting deep in the hole—with two buns, a pale face, and dark eyes, without blinking. Just looked at him so quietly.

I--

!!!

The little disciple almost lost his soul!

What are you shivering for? He was tapped from behind.

It's okay if he doesn't shoot, but his cold hair exploded when he took a slap, and he shrank back with a scream, and bumped into the person behind him.

I'll just say I'll come. Wu Xingxue turned sideways angrily and took out the little disciple. He was about to squat down when he saw someone lift his foot in the corner of his light.

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

As soon as he stepped on the stone wall, the hole in the dwarf crawler instantly opened up countless cracks. The gravel clapped and shook, and the hole expanded to half the height of a person. You don't need to squat down, just swipe with the oil lamp, and you can see the scene inside.

...

Wu Xingxue turned his head and saw Xiao Fuxuan's face.

how to say……

He felt that there might not be a few complete places left in the tomb in the end.

Tiansu Shangxian is this way? ? ?

Wu Xingxue muttered in his heart, lowered his head and swept the oil lamp into the cave, and saw the pale face.

...

This appearance, and squatting in this place, 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 his face and said, It's a statue of a virgin.

That thing was neither a living person nor a ghost, it was a statue. painted face

Snow-white, with carmine on both cheeks, it is the kind of virgin statues that are offered to both sides of the fairy temple.

However, this virgin statue had a paper talisman attached to it, and there were characters on the talisman.

It was written: Immortal envoy Zhao Qing came to offer sacrifices.

It was written in blood, and it was a little crooked. It was not ordinary writing and was ugly. It seems that when writing this word, the hand is too stiff and not dexterous enough.

Zhao Qinglai? Wu Xingxue read the name and stood up straight.

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

The faces of several Immortal Sect disciples suddenly became ugly: How big is that virgin? Can you pretend to be a human?!

Those who were summoned, wouldn't they be sealed in this stone statue?

Xiao Fuxuan bent over the top of the hole and glanced inside.

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

!!! The few Immortal Sect disciples immediately shouted: I haven't figured out what's going on, this talisman can't be moved!

They only reacted after calling them. Since they are masters of loose cultivators and seniors, I am afraid they have some knowledge in their hearts.

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

Xiao Fuxuan turned to the back and said, It's for living creatures.

Wu Xingxue: ...

Wu Xingxue: What do you mean by living beings?

Xiao Fuxuan: ...

Oh— said Doctor Wusheng, I know this, I heard it from my husband when I was young. He said that there used to be a kind of formation to summon immortals, surrounded by immortal statues, and then sent people to pretend to be virgins and virgins beside the immortal family. , arrange it according to the orientation of the formation, and then paste the paper talisman, and write the name of the offering, so that the immortal family can be summoned to the statue.

Afterwards, I don't know who spread it wrong, and it became that this burst can make the idol come alive, so it is called a living creature.

While speaking, a fast-handed Immortal Sect disciple smashed the virgin statue open with a sword. The pottery shards were smashed to the ground, and the inside was full of blood.

It can be seen that there is really something in the statue of the virgin.

It's so short that it can't be stuffed in, right?

So it's divided...

People remembered those who were called, the blood soaked on the rope, it looked like it had been cut. If the limbs and heads are separated, it is not difficult to stuff them in.

only……

Now there is only blood in the statue of the virgin. Where did the person who was stuffed in it go?