I pretend to be a fortune teller in a fantasy world

Su Li has never found any trace of Zhao Xiaoxiao, who is called the "Fairy Shennong".

Later I got the news that she had been suppressed by Li Juan and completely enslaved.

Su Li didn't know the final result.

Now, there are quite distinct traces left on the bluestone steps.

These traces have not been mottled by time and are still quite clear.

Although the traces are very shallow, they have not been faded.

The breath of these words is still flowing with the faint charm and divine brilliance, and the intensity of energy in it makes Su Li a little scared.

Very strong.

This aura is very strong.

This shows that the strength of Shennong Fairy Zhao Xiaoxiao is by no means ordinary.

Su Li looked at those two sentences repeatedly, trying to use his passive listening ability to penetrate the cause and effect.

This time, there were still no surprises.

Wisps of purple light emerged from this line of text, and then turned into light and shadow.

In the light and shadow, Su Li saw a very cruel scene.

There is a severe drought in the world, and the ground is thousands of miles away.

At a huge altar, there were countless little boys and girls of five or six years old, dressed in coarse linen clothes and covered in blood.

Their collarbones were pierced by iron chains one after another, and they were locked together in series, pulling them forward.

Their bodies were covered with poisonous sores, and insects crawled out of them from time to time.

Flies were flying around them.

Through the light and shadow, Su Li saw that there was no pain on the faces of these children, but only the numbness that had left them without consciousness.

All around, groups of men and women dressed in coarse cloth were watching from a distance.

Some of them had deep expectations in their eyes—a very strange kind of expectation.

I hope the child will be sacrificed soon.

I hope that this will satisfy the gods and bring down the rain.

The ground was cracked and black.

All kinds of traces of blood were mixed with the smell of rotten bones.

"Crack-"

Suddenly, among the chains, a little girl tilted her head because of her serious injuries and died completely.

There was a hint of clarity and relief in her big, but already dull eyes.

"Mom, Ruru hurts so much."

The little girl choked and murmured something.

Then, and then died.

"puff--"

The corpse on the iron chain was hit by a stream of light and instantly exploded into blood mist and powder.

The little girl was completely annihilated.

The next moment, a brand new little girl fell from the void, and then was restrained by the light gray streamer, which directly penetrated the collarbone and took the place of the little girl.

"ah--"

The little girl was obviously newly captured. After being injured, she cried miserably, but no sound came out.

Because the light gray light had locked her voice.

While her whole body was twitching, within a moment, the light in her eyes dimmed.

Then, like a walking zombie, he was pulled forward by chains.

And scenes like this happen from time to time.

Until the sacrifice begins.

"You devils, you deserve death!"

A cold voice appeared in the void.

The purple light is sharp and ripples across the void in all directions.

In the purple light, Zhao Xiaoxiao, covered with ice, transformed into a giant Shennong cauldron and attacked the altar below.

"You're the one I've been waiting for!"

"The Shennong Cauldron comes out, take it!"

In the void, three figures appeared.

Its figure looks like a lake, but it contains an extremely terrifying aura of the avenue.

"Jiang He, it's you! I didn't expect that your Jiang family is so heartless! Even though your Jiang family is able to master the punishment of heaven and attain enlightenment!"

"The sky has no eyes!"

Zhao Xiaoxiao seemed to have seen through the illusion and suddenly recognized the identity of someone among the three figures.

"Disobeying the laws of heaven and violating heaven's laws is a crime worthy of death!"

The man named 'Jiang He' stood like a black light in the void, scolding him coldly.

Immediately, before he took action, the world became dark and the sky collapsed.

Then.

The projection of this battle disappeared.

As a result, there is no projection anymore.

In these two lines of text, Su Li did not see the results even though he had powerful abilities.

However, his ability to listen allowed him to know part of the answer.

Shennong Fairy Zhao Xiaoxiao was defeated and had to escape to this forbidden area.

In other words, it was not that she escaped here, but that she had no way to retreat, and finally retreated to this place.

On the one hand, it is the enemy's persecution.

On the other hand, the cause and effect in the altar points here.

She wanted to destroy the altar so those children would no longer be sacrificed.

"The sky has no eyes."

"I will extend my sinful hand to the children. If I don't stand up for the children and eliminate these demons, I will never rest in peace!"

"I will never die with my eyes in peace!"

Vaguely, Su Li seemed to hear the filial piety coming from Zhao Xiaoxiao's heart.

It was an unwilling roar and a cry of soul.

Zhao Xiaoxiao sacrificed himself to the Shennong Cauldron, using the Shennong Cauldron and his own soul of obsession to erase the taboo of this forbidden demon place and prevent it from continuing to erode.

If it cannot continue to erode, there will be no desire for sacrifice.

Without the desire for sacrifice, so many children would not be sacrificed.

Su Li opened his eyes, and there were two groups of purple flames burning quietly in his eyes.

After a moment, the flames died out.

He regained his composure.

In his mind, he remembered the three lights and shadows extremely clearly.

He remembered that kind of breath deeply.

"Fairy Shennong, you are the pride of the human race."

"Your journey will not be lonely."

Su Li murmured softly.

Then, he took another step and continued moving forward.

After walking about 10,000 meters again, Su Li's figure paused again.

This time, he saw some words on the bluestone steps.

The traces of these words are not only not shallow, but also very deep.

One stroke after another, the force penetrates the back of the paper, as if it is being carved into the flesh and blood of the bluestone steps.

These words contain shocking blood.

That kind of blood is a manifestation of strong perseverance and will, which is extremely touching.

After Su Li sensed the qi and blood for a moment, he could clearly determine that the traces of these qi and blood did not last long.

In other words, the time away from today's 'era' is also not very long.

"It should be within ten years."

"So he came in probably ten years ago."

Su Li had a more accurate judgment in his mind.

Then, his eyes fell on those lines of text with great concentration.

"I am Zhao Sikong."

"People call him the cold-blooded Immortal King."

"These words can only be seen by the righteous imperial power and the source of hope."

"Without the heart of righteousness and the will to sacrifice, Zhao cannot be seen."

"If you see him, please remember that Zhao Sikong is from the Kneeling Clan, but he only infiltrated."

"If you want to hunt demons, there is no other way but to blend in with them first."

"Zhao has never been afraid of death in his life, but he is afraid that the world will become the world of aliens, and I, the human race, will become the food of aliens."

"The sky is dark. If you can't see the light, let yourself be the light."

"Junior sister Xiaoxiao has sacrificed herself and used her immortal soul to resist the invasion of rules. Why should I lose my reputation?"

"If I completely lose myself in collaborating with others, or even help others commit evil, then I ask those in the future to extract a ray of true meaning from this trace of blood origin."

"This ray of true meaning can completely kill Zhao and destroy him forever."

"Zhao's heart has never truly surrendered. Zhao is not a traitor to the human race!"

…

In the blood light, some clearer words appeared.

Among them, there was also a trace of bloody sword marks.

When Su Li read the words and sensed the artistic conception in them, these sword mark marks had gathered on their own and flew towards Su Li.

Su Li raised his hand, and the mark fell into his palm naturally.

There is no prison in the mark.

The bluestone steps are composed of steps that many practitioners sacrificed themselves to lead directly to the interior of this area.

This is a road truly paved with will, spirit and unyielding faith.

On such a road, corresponding words will be left at every certain distance.

However, in the first part, because the cultivator who died was early and weak, only the bluestone steps were left, but there were no words.

The connecting part in the middle comes from Hua Qiudao, Zhao Xiaoxiao and Zhao Sikong in front of you, so the bluestone steps are particularly stable.

These steps contain different atmospheres at every distance, but they are all green in color.

Cyan is a very special color.

Su Li looked at these blood-stained words quietly, his eyes becoming a little deeper.

After the blood mark sank into the palm of his hand, it caused a stream of merit to gather.

Moreover, the speed of this gathering of merit is still accelerating.

However, Su Li quickly suppressed this change.

This shows that the bloodstain imprint contains immeasurable merit.

This is just enough to prove that the words Zhao Sikong left are true.

After Su Li's merit of suppressing the blood mark exploded, the blood mark gradually became silent.

In the blood-stained text, some cyan light and shadow suddenly appeared.

In these lights and shadows, Su Li saw an extremely lonely figure.

He was an extremely ruthless and silent man.

He has a slender and skinny figure, his forehead is covered with wrinkles, and his eyes are cold and sharp.

When he faced the oppression of a group of people, his tall back finally buckled.

"Plop——"

He knelt in front of a group of mysterious people and lowered his noble head.

Veins bulged in his hands, his body trembled, and his eyes gradually turned gray.

"Very good. He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

"Don't worry, there will be a breakthrough in the killing path that you can't step out in our Tianta world."

"It doesn't matter whether you are a saint or immortal, as long as you are loyal enough."

The mysterious man at the head was condescending, enjoying Zhao Sikong's kneeling and worshiping, and the light of luck and destiny on his body gradually became dazzling.

But the light on Zhao Sikong gradually dimmed.

After this scene.

Another scene of light and shadow appears.

"Zhao Sikong, there are still three thousand boys and girls left to sacrifice. Go ahead."

"grown ups--"

"Three thousand pairs of boys and girls, no more than six years old, were all penetrated through the collarbones with the soul-locking technique, shackled, and pulled to the Tianxu altar."

"yes."

"Very good, I'll give you half a day. If you can't handle it, then I'll sacrifice your own immortal soul."

"yes."

Zhao Sikong knelt down and kowtowed.

Then he came to an ancient city.

"Boom boom boom——"

A large number of virgins and virgins were captured by him, who penetrated their collarbones with chains filled with blood.

His eyes were cold and impassive.

There was no hesitation in taking action.

But his heart, his soul, and his Word began to be riddled with holes.

His immortal soul was obviously struggling.

But he took action more decisively.

"You can't have any mercy."

"The dedication of the children... If I want to gain their trust and penetrate inside, I have to give up a lot."

"In the future, I will avenge you."

"Compared to the overall situation of the human race...I'm sorry, I can only sacrifice you."

Zhao Sikong's eyes became more determined.

Even the last ray of compassion and struggling obsession were cut off by him mercilessly.

"From now on, I will be the most loyal dog."

"You can't leave any holes for yourself."

"Otherwise, with their ability to peek into people's minds, all falsehoods will be revealed."

"I believe that even if I lose myself in the end, I, Zhao Sikong, still have human instincts and can give them fatal attacks."

When Zhao Sikong extinguished his last feeling of compassion, he once again strengthened his belief.

Subsequently.

Zhao Sikong became the most loyal lackey.

He began to attack countless immortal sects with his butcher knife.

…

The light and shadow finally dissipated.

The bloody text became brighter red.

Like blood flowing and flowing.

But the bluestone formed by the sacrifice is actually more stable.

This is the way to interrupt the sacrifice.

The longer the road, the greater the impact on the sacrifices and disasters.

Su Li withdrew from the projection and listened passively, his mood became more complicated and difficult to understand.

He looked up into the distance.

The bluestone steps extend into the distance with no end in sight.

Around the bluestone steps ahead, there is still a dark green mist, like a poisonous mist that eats away at all things. It looks particularly ferocious and weird.

Su Li exhaled a breath and moved forward again.

Along the way, the total distance traveled was more than 170,000 meters.

But he has experienced the cause and effect of three of the Eight Immortals of China.

These three immortals all sacrificed themselves.

Among them, Zhao Sikong went out and knelt after offering sacrifices - which is equivalent to the body offering sacrifices here to atone for his sins.

The clone went out independently to infiltrate.

He paused quietly for a moment, then continued walking forward for a long distance.

Then he stopped again.

This time, he saw a few more lines of text.

The imprint of these words is a little clearer and a little more 'fresh'.

It seems like it was engraved not long ago.

Su Li felt silently for a moment, and then determined that these words were engraved almost six years ago.

Compared with the previous ten years, the time has been shortened by almost three or four years.

"I don't know how to do it."

"Even if it is a sacrifice, it has no effect at this time."

"So, I want to find Master Hua. Maybe he can give me some guidance on the way forward."

"I am Qin Ruyu, and I will sacrifice and pave this section of the road."

"If there are any latecomers, please find ways to pave the way and at the same time find ways to save Taoist Master Hua - if he has not been rescued yet."

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