The soul-stirring ancient great immortal cheated on the corpse in the cultivation world Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Two: The Seventh Mission - Cross-Strait Battlefield 15
Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Two: The Seventh Mission - Cross-Strait Battlefield 15
Xiao Jianxiu didn't take this matter seriously and clapped her hands and it was over, but Noila Mo insisted that she wash her hands clean.
"If you wash your hands clean, I will give you a watermelon. You can choose between emerald watermelon or red striped watermelon. You can also eat honeydew melon if you want."
"Seriously?"
"really!"
The little sword cultivator who was originally very casual rushed to the river like a gust of wind and started rubbing his hands frantically. The other little sword cultivators who heard this also gathered around, with envy in their eyes, and some were even angry.
I am ready to touch those statues!
Mo Yiyi quickly stopped their behavior and informed them.
"There may be something fishy about this black color. Don't mess around with it. It will be bad if you encounter danger. Apart from her, I will not pay for the watermelon anymore!"
"What about honeydew melon?"
"Not even honeydew melon!"
As soon as they heard that there would be no reward and that they would get into trouble, these little swordsmen turned around and left without any hesitation!
While Mo Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, she also hurriedly went to the little sword cultivator who was scrubbing himself vigorously.
The black color on her hands was indeed washed away in the water, but there were thick calluses on her palms, and many of those calluses had grown back after being cracked, leaving more or less residue in the ravines.
It would be nice if it could be washed off. Seeing that most of the black color on her hands had been washed away, Noila Mo also breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just that Mo Yiyi sighed too early. Seeing that the black color in the cracks of the calluses could not be washed away, the little swordsman actually picked up her sword and prepared to cut off those calluses!
At that moment, Noila Mo quickly stopped her.
"Wait a minute, I have soap here, you can wash it with soap!"
That long sword is so long, what if you can’t use it to peel off calluses and cut off the flesh?
Noila Mo quickly took out the soap. It was an oval soap about an inch long, translucent, with a small sea-blue flower sealed inside. It was very beautiful and smelled very pleasant.
It’s just that the little sword cultivator didn’t realize how good it is. I heard that this thing can wash away the black in the gaps of her calluses, so the little sword cultivator tried to rub a lot of bubbles out, and scraped a lot of soap off her calluses, so that
The originally good oval-shaped soap had many scratches on it, destroying the gentle beauty.
But neither Xiao Jianxiu nor Mo Yiyi paid attention, both of them were staring at the hands full of bubbles!
Little Jianxiu scrubbed carefully, and the fine bubbles gradually turned gray. Xiao Jianxiu washed away the foam and found that there was still a little bit in the gap, so he soaped his hands again and carefully
I washed it once, and then washed it off after the bubbles changed color again. This time, it was clean inside and out!
A big melon was about to be obtained. Little Jianxiu was very happy and held up his clean hands to show Noila Mo!
"Look, it's washed! It's very clean! Where's the melon? I want that fragrant melon!"
Mo Yiyi saw that she was indeed clean, but her heart was still heavy, so she said uneasily.
"Wait a minute, I'll give it to you after I flush it!"
With that said, Noila Mo took out a jade-white bottle from the storage compartment!
This white jade bottle contains pure water condensed in the Zen bowl that Buddhist monks pray to day and night.
Buddhist cultivation in the world of cultivation is the product of the fusion of the righteous path and the evil path.
There are good and bad gods that people worship and produce, and the monks' paths to becoming immortals are also all kinds of strange.
A long time ago, there was a disciple who took it as his mission to save all sentient beings, but their sentient beings were very wide, and they saved both good and bad people, and they were willing to sacrifice their lives.
Because of their kindness in the beginning, the lineage of teachers with this concept was very strong. Even the young disciples of the founder of this cultivation method continued along this path, and finally rose to the top!
As for why he is a young disciple and not a master, a senior sister, a senior brother or a junior sister?
The reason is simple, these people all died for various reasons!
In the world of cultivation, the roads that can be traveled are generally very prosperous, but this road to save all sentient beings will soon be taken by no one.
After all, people cultivate immortality in order to live forever, to glimpse the great road and soar to the sky, not to prepare for self-sacrifice!
Cultivation itself is a selfish act, and this path of saving all sentient beings wants to find selflessness in selfishness. This is simply nonsense!
Seeing that this way of practice gradually declined, and when there were only three or two kittens left, the descendants at that time met a village that worshiped gods.
The green-faced and fanged god worshiped in that village looked extremely vicious, so the cultivator subconsciously thought it was an evil god and wanted to get rid of him.
But I didn't expect that this god is a powerful god who has been protecting this village for thousands of years. Although the god looks like a ghost with a green face and fangs, he is very kind-hearted and the village where he is worshiped is also very peaceful, peaceful and wealthy.
Good health.
At that time, the cultivator felt very guilty, thinking that he was judging God by appearance, but the righteous God did not make things difficult for him, did not even hurt him, and even allowed him to rest temporarily in its temple.
However, what people didn't expect was that that night, harmful demons attacked outside the village. They were a group of demons that sucked human souls. Among them, the ancestor was very powerful. Even the powerful righteous god was no match for it.
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So the monk wants to use his love to influence these monsters. In fact, this is how their lineage usually handles things. Even if he confronts the righteous god at the beginning, he still wants to have a good talk with him.
, and then influence it with the love of the world.
However, the final result can be imagined. If Zhengshen hadn't stopped him in time, this monk who took the path of saving all sentient beings might have closed his eyes forever.
However, even if he was rescued, he was still breathing less and taking in more energy. In the end, he could only repair his body with difficulty while watching the righteous god transform into Shura and smash the invading evil spirits to pieces with the twelve weapons in his hands.
broken!
I won’t go into too much detail about the bloody scenes. Anyway, those little demons almost died right next to each other, and their deaths were very miserable!
With all his descendants dead, the ancestor couldn't sit still anymore and immediately started a fight with the righteous God!
However, the righteous god is no match for this ancestor, even if he tries his best, he still can't beat him!
Seeing that the village that had been protected by it for generations was suffering, those little demons rushed into the village and began to harm the villagers when he was unable to escape. At that moment, Shura burst into tears, and black and red blood dropped from his eyes, turning into filthy air.
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The righteous god opened his mouth, sucked the filthy air that came out into his mouth, and suppressed it firmly within his body!
Because it knows very well that once the dirty air in its body is exposed, this peaceful and peaceful village will no longer exist!
But if these monsters are allowed to harm the villagers, this village will also cease to exist!
Therefore, the righteous god made a decision to activate the filthy energy in his body in a suicidal manner, causing his body to expand without limit, and he desperately wrapped up the ancestor and rushed out!
The righteous god expanded too much, and its behavior was simply provoking the law of heaven. It was immediately locked by the law of heaven, and together with the ancestor who was tightly entangled by it, it was made into a secret realm by the law of heaven!
Fortunately, the righteous god rushed out far enough, and the land excavated by the secret realm happened to be at the border of the village. Except for a few pieces of fertile farmland, the village did not suffer any losses.
However, the seriously injured monk received the gift from Zhengshen before he rushed out.
That is the purest power of faith carefully hidden by this righteous god!
It is the power of pure joy without any desire.
They are very few, but they are also extremely powerful.
The righteous god left this power to the monk. The monk witnessed all these tragedies with his own eyes. After receiving this gift from the god, he seemed to have feelings for this land and realized the god's love for this land.
Love of land and people.
Therefore, the monks who followed the path of fraternity and saved all sentient beings, for the first time with angry Vajra eyes, picked up the vajra pestle left by Shura and smashed these little monsters to pieces!
From then on, Buddhist practice took shape.
Buddhism is compassionate and good at saving and saving all sentient beings.
But Buddhists also have the state of angry eyes!
When a Buddhist practitioner is willing to reason with you, you'd better reason with him.
If the good-tempered Buddhist cultivator is really angered, the various kinds of pestles in his hands are not for free!
Moreover, the Buddhist cultivator is also a monk with special outputs. He is one of the few cultivators with "specialties".
Everyone in Buddhism has a Zen bowl, which they take out every day when practicing, chanting, practicing, and debating. They practice chanting, practicing, and debating in front of the Zen bowl.
And as they persevere, water vapor will condense in their Zen bowls, and then gather into water droplets, slowly accumulating, and eventually overflowing.
It is said that these water vapors are condensed from the most sincere goodwill of Buddhist cultivators to the world. Whenever a Buddhist cultivator's Zen bowl is full, they will give the water to those in need for free.
This water is called purified water by the monks. It is an exaggeration to say that it can cure all diseases, but it can remove the abnormal spiritual power in the monks' bodies, resolve most of the poisons, repair various hidden diseases in the monks' bodies, and even treat damaged ones.
Both meridians and Dantian are effective!
It's just that there are only a few Buddhist sects in the world of cultivation, and the number of Buddhist cultivators in them is not large. They all add up to only a few thousand. Even if they chant sutras day and night and work hard, they can only produce so much purified water every year.
What's more, Buddhist practice itself also pays attention to a predestined relationship. Even if the purified water overflows, they will only give it to those who are in need and will not sell it.
Therefore, there is very little purified water circulating on the market. After all, those who can get purified water are those who are in urgent need of it, and almost none will sell it. Basically, once they obtain it, they consume it directly.
It was her luck that Mo Yiyi was able to get this small bottle. Now she took it out, dropped a drop into a large water ladle and then carefully put it away. Then she took out the kettle and poured water into the water ladle.
After pouring a ladle of water, he began to pour it on the little sword cultivator's hands.
As soon as the water fell on the little sword cultivator's hand, the little sword cultivator hissed in pain and his body shivered, but he held on and did not pull his hand back!
The little sword cultivator did not withdraw his hand, but Noila Mo was too frightened to fall down.
I saw that after the water fell on Xiao Jianxiu's hand, Xiao Jianxiu's clean hands turned black again!
And this time, her hands didn't look like they were dyed black, but both hands turned into black coal!
Moreover, the black charcoal texture is still spreading up Xiao Jianxiu's arm. The entire forearm has turned into black charcoal, and the thing is still spreading upward!
Xiao Jianxiu didn't panic, she just sharpened her eyebrows and was very decisive to touch her sword.
But Mo Yiyi brought the water scoop to her mouth first!
"Drink, drink, drink quickly!"
When such a big water ladle was brought to his mouth, the little swordsman with a cold face paused for a breath, and finally opened his mouth and started drinking the water in big gulps!
The little sword cultivator didn't dare to waste it. Although he drank a lot, he was still very careful.
But Mo Yiyi, who was holding the water ladle, was obviously not so careful. Her eyes were all on Xiao Jianxiu's hand, and she didn't even notice whether the water in the ladle overflowed!
Little Jianxiu didn't have time to drink the water, and water overflowed from her mouth.
The first time, the little sword cultivator just drank water faster, but after the second time, she decisively grabbed the water ladle held by Noila Mo and refused her feeding!
After drinking this water, Xiao Jianxiu can feel that her eight extraordinary meridians have been nourished, all bad things have been expelled, and her body is being reborn and strengthened. This feeling is great!
At the same time, the little sword cultivator also realized in an instant that the things Mo Yiyi added to the water before were definitely good things, and she felt it was a big sin to waste even a little bit!
Noila Mo didn't care that the water scoop was taken away, and looked at the little sword cultivator's hand intently.
It wasn't until she saw that her hand began to slowly recover from the carbonization state that she breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just that the speed of recovery is a bit slow, maybe because Mo Yiyi only took a drop of purified water and then poured a large ladle of water.
The little sword cultivator was still drinking. The water in such a big gourd could fill at least two-thirds of a basin.
With so much water, Xiao Jianxiu started to have some difficulty after drinking most of it.
Little Jianxiu knew that this water was a good thing, but her stomach couldn't hold so much water! However, she was reluctant to give it up, so she could only pour it into her stomach little by little, hoping that all the water would go down.
I have to say that the little sword cultivator has a really strong willpower and is in very good health.
Mo Yiyi saw Xiao Jianxiu's flat belly slowly bulging and getting bigger and bigger. Mo Yiyi was so frightened that she wanted to snatch the gourd that Xiao Jianxiu was holding and tell her to stop drinking!
But the little sword cultivator's hand hadn't changed at all, and it still looked a little gray, so she could only watch.
It wasn't until Xiao Jianxiu drank all the water and then lay on the ground to breathe carefully that Mo Yiyi picked up the big water gourd that held Xiao Jianxiu's face and asked her carefully.
"Are you okay? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
Xiao Jianxiu was speechless at this moment. She felt that as long as she took a wrong breath, she would spit it out!
Because she just rolled her eyes, Noila Mo didn't guess what she meant.
I could only stay by the little sword cultivator's side quietly, watching the gray color on her hands persist for a long time before her hands slowly returned to their normal appearance.
Noila Mo regretted this. She should have grabbed the water scoop earlier. It obviously took some time for the purified water to take effect. Maybe the little sword cultivator would drink half of it, so that the little sword cultivator wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.
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She thought for a while, took out a honeydew melon, and wanted to put it next to Xiao Jianxiu to comfort her, but her eyes turned wildly several times, which made Mo Yiyi a little confused.
"What's wrong? You want to eat now, but your belly is so bulging, can you still eat it?"
Xiao Jianxiu's eyes moved again, and after several rounds, Mo Yiyi finally understood and tried to ask.
"Do you want to eat it later? Let me keep it first? If so, just blink your eyes."
Xiao Jianxiu's eyes stopped moving and he blinked quickly. Only then did Mo Yiyi put the melon away and then said.
"Okay, then whenever you want it, just come to me."
This means that now that she can't eat it all, she will store it with Mo Yiyi first and wait for her to digest it before eating it!
Mo Yiyi inexplicably understood what Xiao Jianxiu was thinking, and it was precisely because she understood that she sighed silently in her heart.
I don’t know where the Jian Sect’s disciple hall is and why all the disciples it raises are like this.
As the general manager of the Guanshi Hall, she became curious about the Sword Sect's disciple hall for the first time!
But now she is on the battlefield and can't get out for a while, so it's not the time to think about this.
Noila Mo took the ladle and took out the white jade bottle. She felt particularly distressed and took another drop, and then poured a large ladle of water to dilute it.
After diluting it, Mo Yiyi also called out to other little sword cultivators.
"Come here, everyone, put a little bit on your body to see if you have been tricked. When all the tests are done, we will share the fruits."
The little sword cultivators who were not very active at first got excited when they heard that there was something to be gained. They all lined up consciously and waited for the test!
Mo Yiyi took a watering can, filled it with water and pressed it, and fine water sprayed out, reaching all the disciples in the first three rows!
The disciples who finished spraying stretched out their hands to ask for Mo Yiyi's melon. How could Mo Yiyi have the time to share it with them at the moment? Just give it to them and was afraid that they would fight, so she could only say.
"This time, everyone can choose half of the carcass, but they have to wait until I have inspected everyone before they can get it."
Although the little sword cultivators were dissatisfied with having to wait, once they heard that each person could get half, they decisively made room for the people behind them!
Mo Yiyi's inspection method was still very effective. After a circle of spray, a total of thirty-seven little sword cultivators were hit. The most serious one among them had half his body turned into a small carbon man.
Only the pubic region of the head, calves and feet have not been carbonized!
For the sake of safety, Mo Yiyi directly gave the most serious little sword cultivator a drop of purified water, and the remaining thirty-six drank two scoops of diluted two drops of purified water.
Although the half-length little carbon man drank a whole drop, it took a long time to return to normal. It was so slow that Mo Yiyi almost thought that one drop of purified water was not enough, so she almost gave him another drop!
The remaining thirty-six people recovered quickly even if they drank diluted purified water because they had less carbonization.
After all the thirty-seven people were alive and kicking, and no abnormalities were seen, Mo Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and then, with the expectations of all the little sword cultivators, she started to divide the pieces among them!
There are thousands of small sword cultivators with different requirements.
Mo Yiyi directly asked them to line up according to the options of honeydew melon, emerald watermelon and red stripe watermelon, and all she needed to do was to use a fruit knife to chop the melon she took out into two!
Mo Yiyi's carving up was in full swing, but something unexpected happened in the peach blossom forest!
The young disciples who had been coaxed and repaired for a while finally entered the valley.
Perhaps because of the words of the Sword Sect disciple before, these young disciples were very cautious when entering the valley, fearing that if they were not careful, they would really die in the valley!
The young disciples walked very carefully, and then as they walked, suddenly a big man with a thick peach branch rushed out from behind a thick peach tree!
This big man was wearing the clothes of ordinary mortals and rushed towards them with a ferocious expression. The young disciples who were nervous along the way were instantly stimulated. They did not see clearly who the attacker was, so they used all kinds of attack methods!
The big man didn't last a breath before he was killed by various attack methods, and his death was not very pretty!
These young disciples were first frightened by the sudden appearance of this mortal, and then by the death of this big man. At that moment, some young disciples could not stand the excitement, and screamed and ran away in panic. Even the more rational young disciples were also frightened because of this.
The panic caused by the fleeing disciples could no longer control the situation, and the children who finally came in together in a group just ran away!
There was a pair of children with a large number of people who ran all the way in a hurry. When they stopped, they realized that many of the people they were dragging around were not from the same clan!
He quickly let go, and then took the initiative to find disciples from his own sect to form a group. At last glance, more than thirty people came out of their group, including those from Penglai, the Weapon Sect, the Demon Sect, Kunlun, and the Demon Palace.
of.
Of the ten major sects, this small team accounts for six.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. We didn’t know each other very well, so in the end we could only remain silent.
Just when they were a little helpless because they were lost with the large army, they suddenly heard a small sound!
Almost subconsciously, these young disciples launched an attack on that place and ran for some distance while screaming!
When they stopped again, they had no idea where they had run. There were tall peach trees everywhere with their branches intertwined. Once they ran further away, it would be difficult to find them back!
This valley is very large. This time, the ten major sects sent nearly 20,000 new disciples here, but once they ran away, they were like water dripping into the sea, making no waves at all!
One female disciple couldn't bear this situation and cried in distress.
However, fear is contagious, and soon everyone else was terrified by her crying!
"Stop crying! Don't you Penglai have any other abilities? What else will you do besides crying!"
The one who spoke was the demon from the Demon Palace.
Demons have always been good-looking, and this cub is no exception. However, his temper is obviously not very good, and he never makes excuses for ordinary monks who can't satisfy his appetite.
This time he was separated from the large army of demons. He was already very irritable, but he didn't expect to meet a crybaby!
When the little girl wearing the Penglai disciple uniform was told this, she gritted her teeth and gradually stopped crying.
Although she was afraid, two years was enough for her to recognize from her heart that she was a member of Penglai!
It doesn't matter if she herself is criticized, but the reputation of the sect cannot be slandered!
"You're talking nonsense. We in Penglai have a long and rich heritage, and you, a demon, cannot slander us!"
The demon sneered after hearing this, with some mockery in his tone.
"The heritage is long and profound? Are you mentioning inheritance and heritage in front of my demon clan? When our demon clan appeared in this world, you humans didn't even know where we were! Children, you'd better go back and study the history of the world of cultivation. Save
He makes a joke as soon as he opens his mouth!"
"So what if the demons have been around for a long time? You didn't even get into the top five of the demon palace!"
Among the top ten sects, the Demon Palace ranks sixth. This statement that it didn’t even make it into the top five is obviously heartbreaking!
Sure enough, when the demon heard this, he instantly became angry, his body was wrapped with traces of demonic aura, and demonic patterns loomed on his face!
"Damn rubbish, you have the guts to say it again!"
The little girl from Penglai was scared to death a moment ago, but after being provoked, the little girl was not afraid at all and with a move of her hand, a piece of silk was draped on her body. This was obviously a magic weapon!
"Say it again, say it again! You didn't even get into the top five of the Demon Palace!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the remaining disciples started to start a fight.
The place they are in now is very dangerous. It is obviously unwise to have internal disputes when the future is uncertain. If they want to survive, the best way is to unite the forces that can be united!
This little girl from Penglai is relatively rational. After all, she had the upper hand in the previous round of quarrels.
But the little demon boy was very angry. No matter who tried to persuade him, it didn't work, so he just wanted to rush forward and fight to the death with the little girl!
During this chaotic moment, a sound suddenly came from a distance.
"Oh my god, I finally found someone!"
The group of noisy young disciples stopped instantly, and then they all looked in the direction of the sound!
That was the direction they ran from before. A limping male disciple wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Qi Sect crossed the lush grass with some difficulty and came to them panting.
"You guys, you ran away all of a sudden. You ran too fast."
A young disciple from the Qi Sect came over to support the panting man. He obviously knew him!
"Wu Zicen, weren't you dragged away by Shang Qing?"
The young disciple named Wu Zicen said while panting.
"He and I later got separated, and I was left alone. Then I was walking and finally met you again."
What a coincidence.
However, they met and got to know each other, which was indeed a good thing. This Wu Zicen was quickly accepted by the small group of disciples of the Qi Sect.
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