Shushan Sign In For A Hundred Years, I Will Be A Saint With A Sword

Randomly waved his hand to collect some powder on the square and save it for future investigation.

The next moment.

The head of Qingli, who had already left a mark on Sedum, smiled faintly.

The wind is light and windy stepped out.

The head of Qingwei disappeared in place.

The Five Spirits Temple became quiet and lonely.

After the head of Qingwei left, Zhuo Hun, wearing a black robe, escaped from the ground.

It seemed to sense a strange breath in the air.

Divine power, evil spirit, power of faith.

If only the power of divine power and the power of faith were combined, Zhuo Hun might have thought it was a statue of the righteous god enshrined in the temple.

It's just that after the statue broke open, the trace of evil that was undetectable was noticed by Zhuo Hun, which originally contained evil thoughts.

"The Sect of the Five Spirits, even ordinary mortal cities like Yuzhou City, have sent people to places where there is no temptation compared to Cultivation World and Lingshan Dachuan."

"Presumably many sects have also been infiltrated, the people of the Five Spirits."

"It seems that the ambition of this master behind the scenes is not small!"

"Absorb people's emotions and beliefs!"

As if recalling the scene that he felt in Jianzhong five years ago, Zhuo Soul left here with a cold expression.

After solving the little trouble here in Yuzhou City, he is bound to follow it down.

See if it is the same as he thought.

...

In a gloomy cave, a figure with a weird mask.

Looking at the densely packed statues on the wall in front of him, the figure was somewhat satisfied.

There are so many clones.

Thinking that it won’t take long before he will absorb enough faith and distractions to bring himself to Earth Immortals.

You can even spread your own faith in Kyushu like a real god.

By then he could really be called a god.

Compared with those cultivators who only know the silly Closed Door Training cultivation every day, the effect is not known how many times stronger.

"boom!"

Just when the man in the colorful mask was intoxicated and immersed in the fantasy of the future, he couldn't help laughing.

A three-headed six-armed statue on the wall suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of powder.

The sudden change caused the laughter of the man wearing the colorful mask to abruptly cease, like a duck pinched by the throat.

Look at the area marked below the exploded statue in Yuzhou City, Jiangzhou.

"Who on earth dared to destroy a clone of me in Jiangzhou?

Reaching out his hand, the man with the colorful mask directly grabbed the exploded statue powder and looked at it.

A picture scroll unfolded in his mind.

The content on the screen is exactly the scene where the five spirits fighting with Sedum was cut in half with a sword and then turned into powder.

The man with the colorful mask looked angry and directly smashed a table behind him.

"It turned out to be this guy named Jingtian."

"So courageous, dare to mess with me, I will make you regret coming to this world."

For a small Gold Core cultivator who dared to provoke his performance, the man with the colorful mask looked extremely excited.

"Go, you will arrest this man for me and bring him to our base camp of the Five Spirits Gods, and then refine him into a puppet."

"I want these ignorant mortals to know that they dare to end in disrespect to Buddhas and gods."

"Yes, God."

Outside the cave.

Two figures with white masks came out and saluted respectfully.

Then, the two reached out and took the picture scroll thrown out of the cave.

The picture above is exactly what Sedum looks like.

After knowing who the target was, the two hurried to Yuzhou.

In the deserted cave, there was only a man with a colorful mask.

And at this moment, when the man didn't speak, an evil and awe-inspiring voice rang out strangely in the cave.

And the source of the sound was from his lower abdomen.

"Congratulations. After learning how to use the power of faith, your Cultivation Base is getting stronger and stronger."

"It won't be long before Kyushu will have no cultivator to be your opponent."

"Hey, the method I taught you is correct, right?"

"Yes, but this is too fast. You need to continue the plan."

The man with the colorful mask said to a consciousness in his body.

"Hey, Zhuo Fan, give me two more years, and I will be able to reach the pinnacle of Earth Immortals."

"At that time, I can take back from your hands the body of the evil god that should belong to me."

"Also, Evil Sword Immortal, by then Zhuo Fan's body will be handed over to you."

"Then I would like to thank the Five Spirits True Gods in advance."

The consciousness that has been entwined in the man with the colorful mask chuckled.

It seems to be surrendering to the man with the colorful mask.

In fact, he was thinking to himself that this fool actually did according to own instructions.

It will be more convenient to get things done in the future.

Since its Evil Sword Fairy was born, no one between heaven and earth can control it.

Those who want to control it will eventually become puppets.

Qing Wei, the five of them and Zhuo Fan, and Feng Hao, the masked man in front of them.

Will become the nourishment for his evil sword immortal.

This time is already fast.

...

Shushan, in the small courtyard in front of Jianzhong.

Zhuo Fan is lying comfortably on a chair to bask in the sun. Next to him are Xu Changqing and Xiao Jiang Ming who are practicing swords under the scorching sun.

Cultivating for so long, in a short period of time has been unable to make progress, Zhuo Fan should relax.

While lazily fanning the fan, he pointed to the progress of Xu Changqing's sword practice.

Everything was fine.

But Zhuo Fan sneezed fiercely without warning.

"Ache, who is scolding me secretly?"

It's different from sneezing in the past.

This time Zhuo Fan felt that he was uncomfortable everywhere.

After cultivating to Dacheng Earth Immortals Realm, today you will find that you have a new ability.

Under certain circumstances, he can roughly guess what might happen in the near future.

Could it be that Zhuohun's investigation revealed what happened? Or something terrible is staring at him in secret.

Want to bite him off in one bite.

Zhuo Fan's brows tightened as he thought about this.

Xu Changqing and Xiao Jiangming, who were practicing swordsmanship, saw Zhuo Fan suddenly frowned, thinking that something had happened. .

Hastily conveyed the words of concern.

"What's the master? Didn't sleep well last night, did you catch a cold and fever?"

"Brother Zhuo, what is wrong with you? Tell the younger brother, maybe the younger brother can help you solve it."

Zhuo Fan looked at the two people walking towards him, shook his head and said.

"It's nothing, it's only the occasional thought of something."

"You have done enough sword training, so let's go and rest first!"

"Yes, Master!"

Although the two of them were strange in their hearts, Zhuo Fan's state suddenly changed.

Whatever the other day, they had to train them to be exhausted before letting them rest.

But let them rest before this morning.

Either something happened or the sun came out from the west.

So Xu Changqing and Xiao Jiangming still said cupped fist with both hands in unison.

Slowly left Zhuo Fan's sight.

"Hey, this cultivation is really a headache, my head is always thinking about things."

"I have to correct this problem in the future. I am a cultivator anyway, and I should yearn for freedom and the world."

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