Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

[Xiao Si: So you've been following me for a long time? What is your purpose of approaching me? 】

[Xiaobai: At this time, shouldn't you say "How can you be so flirtatious"? 】

【Xiaosi: I see. You told me about Duanyun Mountain back then, seduced me to go there, and then let Patriarch Nanxuan turn out to be born. Everything after that, until now, was all your plan, and you used me as a coolie. 】

[Xiaobai: You are right, I am Bole, and I am good at knowing the horses. 】

[Xiao Si: A thousand-mile horse needs to eat a lot of grass. 】

【Xiaobai: Okay. 】

Bai Bing:?

After chatting for a while, Bai Bing suddenly frowned slightly.

A person appeared in front of him.

He was wearing a black hat and a cloak, with his back facing him and standing with his hands behind his back.

The back was still a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

The man turned around slowly, revealing a three-point handsome and seven-point ordinary face, Bai Bing suddenly realized, seeing this pretentious demeanor, he remembered who it was.

"People from the Wuji Sect?" he asked.

This guy was the mysterious monk of the Promise Sect who came to support him after he cleaned up the fluttering moths.

But he was wearing a mask, so the other party couldn't see him clearly.

"I've always kept a low profile, but it's a great honor to be known by fellow Taoists. I am Ye Qingtian." The man in black clasped his hands away and said.

Bai Bing nodded, "Then you are really honored."

Ye Qingtian paused for a moment, then said: "I watched the sky at night, fellow Taoist seems to be trapped by obstacles, panic in my heart, difficult to distinguish between true and false."

"Oh." Bai Bing nodded and turned to leave.

"Why are fellow daoists avoiding?" Ye Qingtian said lightly, "Are you avoiding me, or are you avoiding your own affairs?"

Bai Bing said, "I have social fear."

"what for?"

"As soon as I communicate with others, I tend to become a terrorist." Bai Bing said.

He stared at this person, fortunately, he hasn't turned into a monster yet, and he didn't suddenly kill him, otherwise he would really hesitate, should he admit it as a fake, or fight back.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist is aware of his own problems."

Ye Qingtian thought of the entrustment, and felt a little relieved, then reached out and took out a scroll, pinched a section, and spread a strip of white paper down.

【Do you often suffer from insomnia? Difficult to distinguish between true and false? Feeling irritable? 】

Bai Bing took a second look and understood his intentions.

He actually guessed my physical condition and chose to use writing instead of speaking. Black and white words cannot deceive people. At least he will not suffer from hallucinations when he reads the diary, and the accuracy rate of this diagnosis is as high as 10%.

There are two things, but the copywriting looks like an advertisement.

"Do you have a solution?" Bai Bing asked.

Ye Qingtian took out another pair of roller blinds.

【No. 】

Bai Bing was a little disappointed when he saw it, and turned to leave.

Without you saying a few words.

"Wait."

When Ye Qingtian looked at the scroll, he turned it over, and there appeared a large character of vigorous.

【have. 】

Bai Bing looked at it for a while, then suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword.

And Ye Qingtian's appearance in his eyes also began to change, becoming a rotting corpse, with his back turned to him, and at the same time looking at him.

He knew that this was due to the fluctuation of his mental state, and the pollution appeared again.

"Calm down, there are too many words prepared and it's inconvenient to find, please understand."

Ye Qingtian put away all the scrolls, and put the others on the ground, flipped through them for a while, and found a new set of characters.

[My Promise Sect has all kinds of evil cultivators, and they all have different symptoms. Although we have no way to restore you to normal for the time being, we are good at tolerance and understanding, and can give you a warm feeling like home.

I am entrusted by the leader of the alliance, if you don't mind, can you come to the Wuji sect for a sit down? 】

Bai Bing shook his head, "No need."

So Ye Qingtian took out another picture.

【The world is in crisis and needs people to save it. 】

Then, he suddenly turned his face over and made a poss at the same time, and on the other side were a few vigorous and powerful characters.

【This world needs you! 】

Bai Bing remembered something, so he stopped to see what he had done.

"Sure enough, no one can withstand the temptation of being a savior." Ye Qingtian sighed in his heart, in terms of understanding the human heart, it must be me, Ye Qingtian.

He took his time and took out another set of words, good guy, this time it is still a picture and text.

The front is the introduction of Wujizong, and bragging, he looks from the middle.

[According to our hundreds of years of investigation, the disappearance of the fallen immortals and the interruption of the inheritance of evil cultivators in ancient times were probably due to a catastrophe.

In this catastrophe, the subconscious swarms of various races rioted. They went crazy and mad, and began to slaughter all living beings, turning everything into ashes and erasing it.

The most important of these is our evil cultivation.

To this day, we can only glimpse the cruelty and despair of that day through a few words.

But now, we have just glimpsed the clues, and the catastrophe has begun again.

A large number of sects are disappearing rapidly, among them are people from my Wuji sect, there are also other evil cultivators, and there may be more people we don't know

In this catastrophe, we have never been in an advantage. Many wise men have participated in the discussion, trying to find a feasible way to clear the fog, but they all failed.

I think Senior Nanxuan also felt this way.

But just recently, someone said that he had seen a ray of light that came from the darkness and pierced the darkness.

He doesn't look very bright and doesn't give us much, but that's all we've got so far.

From the moment I saw it, I couldn't forget it.

There is no such light in the world, and eternity is like a long night. 】

Bai Bing finished reading it quietly, and commented: "It's a good handwriting."

Ye Qingtian was very excited and wrote down a sentence directly.

[In this case, can you ignite the ambition in the hearts of fellow Taoists?

How about we work together to save the common people? 】

"I'm very tired." Bai Bing said.

Ye Qingtian continued to write:

[Hiding out of the world, it will eventually be a small pattern, fighting for the clarity of the world, fellow Taoists may wish to experience the power of faith. 】

Bai Bing suddenly asked: "Do you know why I became like this?"

Ye Qingtian was stunned for a moment, and wrote:

[Because fellow daoists are too talented? Envied by God? 】

Bai Bing said calmly: "Because I walked this way, I became like this.

I gradually realized that I am just an ordinary person, not so noble and great, even if I know I should do this, I will be tired after walking this road for a long time.

You say that I am the light that illuminates the world, please don't praise me, this world is too dark, and I am also old and weak, I really can't illuminate it.

So, please stop looking for me, I want to take care of myself. "

He said no more, turned and left, disappearing into the mist.

Ye Qingtian was stunned, this was a situation he had never thought of, so he didn't know what to write.

He suddenly noticed that this person's back was a bit bleak, he looked really tired, not at all like Zhao Yang said, brave and invincible in the insect field, repelling everyone with a wave of his hand, like a god descending to earth.

Even a master with unpredictable methods, do they have problems that they cannot solve by themselves?

My Wuji sect wants to ask him for help, but who will help him?

What he can't do, the Wuji Sect can't do it, and I'm afraid no one in this world can do it.

He has held a meeting and discussed in the Wuji Sect Alliance for so long, and today his purpose is just to persuade them to come over first. He has a clear mind, and everyone has a clear mind.

Ye Qingtian stared blankly at the remaining words, and suddenly spoke.

"senior."

"Then you should have a good rest and be safe."

"Leave the rest to us."

Bai Bing remained silent, a red mist gradually appeared around him, and he disappeared in the worm field.

Behind them, those scrolls were burning, turning into ashes.

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