Chapter 567： Pleasant harvest! Research and development of energy gathering ring! (1/2)
Chapter 570 Delightful harvest! Research and development of energy gathering ring!
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”Sumo, come out obediently and die, hand over the relics of Mosanren, and I will give you a treat!”
”Old Demon Su, don't try to resist, our three major factions are united to kill you an old demon today. Our hands have already been spread all over the mountains and down the mountain. Pity you people from the Ten Directions Demon Sect, who have already been killed. Let's move the tiger away from the mountain, today, don't think that someone will come to rescue you!”
”Suma, you **** old dog, in order to practice your exercises, you tried to kill and instructed your disciples to scavenge the people's fat and people's cream. Today, I, Cui Tianya, must kill you, the devil, to comfort these innocent people's spirits in the sky.”
”Old Demon, I didn't expect that after my three major factions kill you today, you will be smashed to ashes, and even your family... tsk tsk, I heard that your sister is very handsome, so you can rest assured. We take care of all your daughters and daughters.”
The shouts from outside echoed in the valley, accompanied by lewd laughter, making people unable to tell whether the Soma they were talking about was the devil or they were themselves.
Su Mo was wearing a tattered brown robe, covered with blood, and calmly looked at the entrance and exit of the small cliff.
From time to time, the robes blown by the mountain winds fluttered, and they sounded like battle flags.
Under the faint light, bright red blood could be seen faintly, seeping from the wound on his body, falling to the ground, and joining the previous red blood stain.
The group of enemies is waiting around, and there is no way out for a long time.
Not surprisingly, unless he can put his wings on today, he will surely die.
Su Mo was very aware of the situation, but even if death was imminent, most of his regrets came from not stepping on the Immortal Gate.
”After all, there is no immortal predestined relationship, it is worthy to break through this longevity gate, but cannot pass through this life and death gate”
Leaning against a small crack in the dark mountain, Soma murmured bitterly.
Everyone in the world knows that immortals who practice Qi have a life span of 150 years, and immortals who build foundations have a life span of 300 years.
But there are a few people who can leap from mortal to Qi practice.
Cultivation, wealth and law, are indispensable.
It has been 16 years since Soma came to this place.
But even after so many years passed, Soma did not receive his traveler's benefit-Goldfinger.
In order to survive, I have worked as a janitor in the inn, as a schoolboy in the martial arts hall, as a dartmaster, and as a hero of all corners of the country...
Until the age of forty-two, in the battle with others, he lost half of his hand and fell off the cliff.
Just like in the dog blood TV series, there is an adventure when you fall off the cliff, and you pick up the monk's exercise method ”Yi Jin Gong”.
Since then, Jianghu has lost a great hand, Soma.
But in the world of comprehension, there is one more monk who yearns for longevity.
But in fact, a loose cultivator, unless he has a golden finger by his side, the immortal road is long, and he cannot escape from birth, old age, sickness and death.
For the sake of cultivating immortals and resources, Somo had to set up a sect himself, named Shifangmen.
It is a pity that as the cultivation of immortals became more and more difficult, even Soma, who could not even enter the Qi-refining stage, could not help but become a layman, spreading branches and leaves in Shifangmen.
In the past 20 years, the leeks planted in the mountains behind Shifangmen have changed one after another.
The people of the sect have also grown from more than ten people at the beginning to more than one hundred people today.
In the remote boundary of Tonghe Prefecture in Shanjiang County, Shifangmen can be regarded as a large martial arts school.
With a radius of 200 kilometers, countless poor people are looking forward to the day when Shifangmen can pick up their own children, and from then on, they can eat a full meal, and they don't have to watch the sky to eat.
Confucianism violates the law with literature, while chivalry violates prohibition with martial arts.
There are warriors who kill like numbness, and there are immortals who regard human life like a mustard. Maybe overnight, the dynasty of mortals will change.
In the chaotic world, the sect is constantly growing, and the status of Soma is also getting higher and higher.
Thirteen years ago, Su Mo reached the peak of Ming Jing, but he was far from the second realm of martial arts, Dark Jing.
Without him, the martial artist's cultivation is qi and blood. At Somo's current age, his qi and blood have already declined, and he will not survive for a few years.
The blood flow is obscure, and I want to twist my body into a rope and explore the dark energy. It is almost the moon in the well and flowers in the water.
In order to prolong his lifespan, he went crazy and asked Shifangmen to collect all the things that could prolong his lifespan.
But things of longevity are priceless in the prosperous Zhongzhou, not to mention the remote Shanjiang County.
In desperation, the disciples of the sect found the so-called relics of Mosanren, which was mixed with another cultivation method ”Changchun Gong”.
Unfortunately, the path of cultivation is like a boat against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.
It was a year ago when Soma realized this truth.
The previous practice of ”Yi Jin Gong” can at least have the so-called sense of qi, but the practice of ”Changchun Gong” is like a pool of stagnant water, and there is no movement.
To this day, the progress bar of Xiu Xian is still beating at 0. There may be a faint hope, but it will disappear immediately.
The road to longevity is long, talents, opportunities, resources... Many restrictions firmly bind the monks who have no background.
Miscellaneous thoughts are disturbing, Somo's eyes are faint, as if he has penetrated the thoughts of a strong enemy outside, there is no trace of waves in his heart.
”Feihua Gate, Jingyang Gate, Yuanhuo Gate”
The three sects that were clamoring outside leisurely spit out from his mouth, and Soma's heart became calmer.
The upright gentleman who besieged him was either a supreme elder of the dignified faction, or a chivalrous leader who was famous everywhere.
Shanhe County has more water and more mountains.
Because of this, Soma was able to survive the siege of the three factions, waiting for support.
At this time, everyone has been looking for him in this Mang Mountain for three full days, and every day at noon, they will shout in the valley.
No one is willing to be the first bird, and they are all afraid of Soma's dying counterattack.
In this tense confrontation until sunset, the afterglow of the setting sun ignited the sunset on the side of the mountain, and it was as gorgeous as fire for a while.
”Old Demon Su, I think you can hold on for a few days, hum!”
Listening to the gradually lowering of the voice outside, Su Mo, who had been holding his breath, finally sat down slowly against the wall.
”Longyou was tricked by shrimps in shallow water, while tigers fell and Pingyang was bullied by dogs.”
When he said this, all kinds of things on the earth in the previous life suddenly appeared in front of him.
He was originally a Chinese student on Earth. After a car accident, he crossed into this world by chance. After more than 60 years of ups and downs, those who have died once have long lost their awe of death.
But the experience of a lifetime is also fleeting.
Many memories buried deep in my heart come alive at this moment, and they begin to come back to life in front of my eyes.
It is the time when the light returns, and the injured person chases and flees in the mountains and forests for three days, without a drop of water entering, without eating a grain of rice, when the oil runs out and the lamp runs out.
”After all, life is hard to give up!”
Su Mo sighed in his heart, feeling that he just left, how should the remaining wife and children face the powerful enemy.
He had already foreseen this kind of result. Although he was well prepared, he never thought that these sects, which were magnificent on the surface, were so filthy in secret.
”If there is an afterlife, you must be a lawless devil!”
Thinking like this, Soma, who was facing the fear of death, couldn't help but smile.
The ruddy face also opened the wound with the smile, and the blood flowed out. After tonight, there will be no Shifangmen Supreme Elder, Soma.
With trembling hands, he took out the last vial from his arms, poured out the medicinal pill in the bottle, and swallowed it.
The medicine wrapped in the brown honey pill was greedily swallowed by Soma before he could taste it.
The stomach is stimulated, and it crawls frantically, signaling an urgent need for food and grass supplies.
The medicine pill does not seem to treat wounds, but more like anesthesia, which relieves the pain a bit.
The medicine of tiger and wolf is a great terror between life and death.
This medicine was originally used to stimulate potential when desperate, but now it is used by Soma to prolong his life.
With the help of medicinal power, one thing after another was pulled out of his arms.
There are the peace charms given to him by his daughter Su Ling, the unique hidden weapon that he obtained from his early years in the world, and the relics of immortal cultivators who fell off the cliff.
Looking at the fist-sized stubborn stone in front of him, Su Mo laughed, as if he remembered the adventure of the year.
This stone, for more than 20 years, is like a stubborn stone, without any movement, until today, it is still as unremarkable as a common stone.
”Even death can't be cheap for these beasts”
Gritting his teeth, Soma sat up and prepared to bury the stone deep in the cliff.
But in the sight that no one can see, the blood has been flowing on the stone along the wound of the arm, and a misty aura follows the stone, along the lines left by the blood, as if a transmission channel has been established and sent to the body. middle.