327. On how heroes are born

The turmoil set off from the Yingheng Mountains has not yet affected the Baiyue Dynasty and the Daqian Dynasty for the time being, but it has already had a far-reaching impact within its borders.

"Hey, have you heard, Emperor Ying Zheng issued an edict that whoever carries the level of ghouls and ghosts can get gold and silver Jiashan, and if they kill more, they can also be added to the rank of knight. ”

"Don't be stupid, don't talk about dealing with the ghosts and ghosts with your fists and feet, even if you don't enter the corpse soldier of the old Wang family at the entrance of the village, you can't win. ”

"Hey, I don't know, as long as you have the ambition to devote yourself to killing corpses, you can go to the nearby town, find the mysterious shop that has only recently appeared pΓΉ to receive a holy seed, I heard that after receiving the holy seed, you will not be afraid of the corpse poison of the ghostly ghosts, and you can increase your power if you kill it, and what else can you get by killing corpses in the future...... Ah, I remember, the thing called points goes to the underworld, the three gods and the space-time management bureau where they exchange huΓ n things, there are martial arts to treasures and power, everything. ”

"Kill corpses, hehe, if my body bones are still as tough as before, maybe I will have to respond to the call of the Three Great God Emperors, these corpse cubs are really too harmful. ”

The two old peasants in the countryside chatted about everything after farming, but the most talked about it was about the edict of killing corpses that had caused a stir in the countries of the Yingheng Mountains before.

After one of the old peasants said a few words, he expressed extreme disgust and resentment towards the ghostly ghost, and the other person also had the same look, the two said this, and involuntarily moved their eyes to the center of the village, some time ago, there was a person who came to the village under the guise of the netherworld, and helped the village install a Nine Heavens God Realm 6 device for free, this device can allow dozens of people to climb the 6 Nine Heavens God Realm, not to mention, it also has a name called "TV" The role is projected on a light screen all day long, on which many new and interesting pictures will be broadcast, and many villagers will carry the small Mazha there to watch TV every leisure time.

But since the three gods issued the order to kill corpses, the pictures on TV have all changed, and all the pictures broadcast day and night are all pictures of ghosts and ghosts causing disasters to the world, and there are even all kinds of miserable hell pictures in the netherworld.

The picture of countless compatriots wailing for death, even if the old farmers in the countryside see it, they will have strong indignation and great fear, but the fear of the latter will exacerbate the leaven of the former.

Netherworld ghosts are not uncommon in the divine martial world, and have even taken root in every corner, forming a state of symbiosis, not to mention the others, the low-level corpse soldiers who farm instead of cattle or people are the best proof of this, but right now, these familiar beings have become the object of people's fear.

The two old peasants chatted casually, and a moment later a middle-aged man walked from the entrance of the village.

"Hey, Lao Wang, why have you been out for a few days. ”

"I went to a nearby town and sold my corpse. ”

"Isn't that corpse soldier an important guy in your family's plowing fields and eating, why are you willing to sell it?"

"Don't mention it, some time ago, after reading the dark night newspaper's popular science of ghosts and ghosts, the mother-in-law at home quit, saying that these low-level corpse soldiers also have a chance to devour the master, and they have to force me to sell it, I think about it, the family has licked a fat boy, and it is not safe to raise a source of danger, but this time I made it, guess what my corpse soldier sold?"

Lao Wang played tricks for a while, and then said triumphantly under the constant urging of the two old farmers: " I went to the mysterious shop in the town, and my corpse soldier was exchanged for three ploughing cows, ten pigs, and a lot of money, and most importantly, the old saint master inside also said that my corpse soldier was blazing dead, and he was only one step away from becoming a first-class corpse soldier, which was a good embryo, and specially gave me a holy seed, and also let me use the holy seed to suck the dead qi of the corpse soldier on the spot, according to the words of the holy master, I can digest these dead qi in a month, and it will not be a problem to add three years of life in the future. ”

"Really?" the two old farmers didn't believe it, Lao Wang showed the two of them with great interest, and after a performance, he really saw that Lao Wang's body was much stronger, and the people who worked in the countryside aged quickly, but Lao Wang and some time ago were obviously like two people, and there were many fewer wrinkles on his face, and he knew that this was true at a glance.

After seeing the envy of others, Lao Wang was even more proud: "You really don't believe it, I tell you, if you continue to suck the death qi of the corpse soldiers in the future, I will also be able to become a martial artist one day, the holy master himself said, as long as you kill the corpse, you can become a martial artist no matter what your qualifications are, the more you kill, the stronger you are, and there will be no end." ”

After a while, many villagers who had finished their farm work came to chat, and they were not all envious of Lao Wang's plight, and after a while, even the richest village chief in the village came to inquire about Lao Wang's exchange of corpse soldiers for holy seeds.

After a while, the village chief calculated that his family had seven corpse soldiers, which were used for farming, and if they were exchanged, could they also give the child in the family a future.

But in this noise, under the big tree where the villagers relied, there was a drunken lazy man lying on the ground, and after being woken up by the voices of the people, the drunk man staggered to his feet, ran to the crowd and asked, "Is it true that you can become stronger regardless of your qualifications just by killing corpses?"

"Old horse, you think of your two babies again, right, you can't forget them after so many years? ”

"I'm asking you!! if you can become stronger just by killing these plagued corpse soldiers. ”

Under the drunkard's almost crazy and bloodshot eyes, Lao Wang could only sigh helplessly, and finally nodded, after the drunk man listened, he didn't say anything, just held a small bottle of inferior rice wine and drank it.

Everyone looked at each other and sighed, and finally said nothing to the drunk, and after a few moments there was a commotion at the entrance of the village.

"Here comes the night newspaper. ”

"Oh, come on, come on, and let the village chief read it to us. ”

Newspapers in the name of the night are now circulating everywhere, bringing extraordinary joy to these rural villagers who have nothing to do but create people in their spare time.

"The headline on the front page is that the Holy Maiden of the Demon Gate, Bei Ming Surou, responded to the call of the Three Emperors and went to the Netherworld in person to rescue thousands of innocent people who were captured by the Netherworld and were ready to sacrifice the Sorrowful Soul Floating Massacre......"

After listening to the slightly literate old village chief, he told a story that had become an earth-shattering legend by relying on brain supplementation and half-guessing, and many villagers couldn't help but be amazed.

"Wow, in the past, I heard that this demon gate didn't seem to be a good person, it was a place where some evil demons gathered, but now, it seems that this demon gate saint is really a big hero, although she is a female baby, but this behavior is really wanted. ”

"Look at it, this Demon Gate Holy Maiden in the newspaper is so beautiful, it's good that my baby is so beautiful. ”

"No matter how beautiful you are, it's not something you can talk about, be careful of being damned. ”

The noisy voice could not reach the drunkard's heart, he just kept muttering that he could get stronger......

In the middle of the night, the drunk man cleaned up his home for the last time, stared at the traces left by his two and a half big children, unconsciously burst into tears, wiped away his tears, and walked out of the house with his bags on his back.

Outside the door, there is a woman waiting:

"Where are you going?"

"Go find the Holy Master in the town next door. ”

"Do you want to come back?"

"If you don't come back, I'll leave you with all the things at home, you don't have a good time alone. ”

After speaking, the drunk left without looking back, and the woman behind him cried very much, and the voice of resentful crying came for a long time: "You...... We want to avenge our two babies. ”

The drunk gripped the strip of cloth of the rucksack tightly, and his hands turned pale with so much force that he never looked back.

The next day, there was no sign of the drunkard in the village, but everyone only looked like they had known about it.

This is just a microcosm of humility, such a situation has occurred everywhere in the countries of the Yingheng Mountain Range, countless people have defected, and over the years, the deepest victims of the erosion of the Netherworld are not those who are high-ranking families, but ordinary people with weak forces, and the endless corpse calamities have already left a lingering blood feud among the people at the bottom of these Shenwu Realms, but all along, the weak are weak, and this hatred has been deeply suppressed.

It's just that at the moment, the three gods raised their arms and shouted, and the hatred accumulated in the hearts of the people at the bottom exploded instantly, and suddenly, the servants were like clouds.

In the country of Qingsong, there are people from all over the world every moment, they are red-eyed, with hatred and hope, they rush to this place where the three gods appear to be sacred, they may just be old farmers in the countryside, maybe just ordinary wandering warriors, or other kinds of people, etc., but only one thing is the same.

They come with hatred for the ghostly creatures, with the hope of killing.

And the god of the true destiny of the Son of Heaven, the god of bad luck, violence. The god of politics also responded to their prayers, and all those who came in response to the corpse killing order, no matter what they were born, no matter their ability, no matter their background, they would be able to eat and live when they came, and they would be put into the military camp to implant the holy seed, and they would be pulled into the Nine Heavens God Realm and possessed by the heavenly soldiers, and they would be sent out to kill the corpse after a few days of emergency drills.

One by one, the mountains swept over, one by one the countryside leaders pushed over, and the people with deep hatred went to the place where the ghosts and ghosts gathered, and countless killings and bloodshed began to be born, but the word suicide was born from the divine and martial world, and for the first time it was given the name of absolute justice, and since the word war appeared, it was praised for all the people for the first time.

"Old Ma, after this battle, do you want to go back to see your mother-in-law?"

"No, I don't want to go back until I kill all these corpses. ”

"Well, there is an order from above, you have a meritorious service in killing corpses, after the battle of Pingshan, you will go back, accept the three gods to meet and commend, and then go out to the Demon Gate to receive empowerment and pass on the gong, study martial arts, and after you come back, you will be the leader of the team and prepare for the second phase of the war. ”

The drunk, who used to live on alcohol, after a period of time, has transformed from the arrival to the feet into a warrior who has been killed for a long time, and when he heard the words of the netherworld ferryman who led the team and was formerly a monk of the Great Landa Temple, the old horse was silent, and only when he heard the preparation for the second phase of the war did he sincerely show a cold and bloodthirsty smile.

This murderous aura and hatred that came from the bones, coupled with the bloody coldness that came from the hands dyeing the lives of thousands of Netherworld ghosts, converged into a killing force that made the Netherworld Ferry, the leader of the team, tremble.

"Lao Ma, your mentality may be a little wrong, we are not killing for hate, but for love and justice, in order to make life and death return to the righteousness of reincarnation and heaven, we are righteous, true and good, this point can not be confused or confused, otherwise it will degenerate into the evil demon outer way, and the underworld will be plagued by disasters and hell, and I am only afraid that you will have a share. ”

Speaking of this, the Nether Ferryman made a determined glint in his eyes, trying to convince the old horse to put his mind right.

"Is hell in the underworld? ”

There is no confusion, there is no hesitation, Lao Ma's heart is firmer than anyone else, and he murmured faintly, he sincerely hopes that he can go to hell after death, not afraid of sinking, just for the truth of this netherworld, maybe one day, he can see the people he cherishes in the underworld.

"Alas, you have entered the realm of Shura, and it is difficult to return to the killing thoughts, or not, if it was in the past when I was a monk in the Great Landa Temple, I would have to make you unsuccessful, but now the Ruyi Buddha told us, the current qiΔ“ killing is the right path and good fruit, I hope you are good at it, the time has come, the last ten minutes, everyone sorted out the armament, there is a four-grade underworld beast as the king in the Pingshan Mountain, and there are hundreds of corpse soldiers in command below, and the highest cultivation is only the second grade, but there may be high-level ghosts in the underworld behind it to manipulate, it is a tough battle, life and death are safe and destiny, may the netherworld reincarnate eternal......”

"May the Netherworld Reincarnate ...... Eternal"

A faint composite god sounded, and finally converged into a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

The holy seed in the body jumped, the demonic qi penetrated through the limbs and hundreds of bones between the contraction and breathing, and the body functions were rapidly strengthened, and the old horse, who was once as old as an old farmer, looked like a cold and solemn middle-aged man now, wiping the war knife in his hand for the last time, his heart was cold and indifferent, and there was a faint joy flowing.

After killing thousands of ghostly ghosts, the holy seed has already undergone many upgrades, and it has been fixed as the ninth layer of cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Skill, and unconsciously Lao Ma has also advanced from a drunken man in the countryside to the realm of a third-grade martial artist, but he doesn't care much about this kind of thing, and devotes himself wholeheartedly to the holy seed in his body, until his will and the holy seed are integrated, and his mind jumps with the surging demonic qi.

The Holy Seed ability was turned on, and all kinds of indescribable evil things came, Lao Ma was suddenly in a slight trance, and countless pictures and illusions of light monsters flickered in his eyes, Lao Ma knew that this was a sign of the Nine Ghost Spirits after entering the body, and the strength increased little by little, until it was unbearable to the limit.

The body is as hot as molten pour, every inch of muscle is almost a thousand cuts of pain, and every step out of the body will feel like a broken bone.

Raising his head slightly, he saw that his hand, which was originally densely covered with calluses, had been densely covered with countless mysterious and evil demon patterns, which was a sign that the deep combination of the Nine Ghost Demon Spirits and the demonic qi in his body had fed back to the cultivator.

Looking left and right, the old horse must have known that his appearance at the moment was very terrifying, because even the calm-hearted netherworld ferryman couldn't help but show a trace of fear, and the old horse grinned and showed a silent smile.

The Holy Seed Ability Nine Ghost Spirits that others only use when they are desperate are possessed, but Lao Ma is used as a preparation before the start of every battle, completely ignoring the danger of being crushed and dying if he doesn't pay attention.

This body went to the Shura Dao, and the only way to kill was life and death.

Pulling out the battle knife, the demonic energy is circulating on it, and there is even more indescribable, and a faint and quiet sense of freedom and tranquility is condensed on it, which is joy and peace, this is Shura's killing intent.

There was a sonorous sound of drawing knives from behind, and when he finally looked back, the three hundred black-clothed killing troops raised their swords high, facing the dazzling eyes with an icy light.

Then, the killing began.

In Daqing, Mo Huang looked at the life information of this old horse, and the table of this time, and said with a faint smile: "There is no hero in the world, isn't this one, Ran Bing, I think he is a hero, and his life deeds can touch thousands of sentient beings, so it is normal for the world to sing, isn't it? ”

"Well, for the sake of three million gold dollars, I assure you with the professional ethics of a journalist that he will be the greatest protagonist in the world. ”

After giving instructions to Li Ranbing, Mo Huang stared at the other side: "Pass my order, tilt the resources of the Demon Gate to him to the greatest extent, anyway, he himself is not afraid of death, can we still help him spare his life?" Call out those old monsters who have been in retreat for one or two hundred years, sort out all the means in the Demon Gate, and give him to death at any cost." ”

"Yes. ”

"Is there enough food and other supplies for the Kill Order program?"

"In the name of the three gods, it was transferred from various places, and then it was transferred from the secret base of the Demon Gate, and it is conservatively estimated that it can still support these troops who do not work and only need to kill for six months, provided that it is limited to the current scale. ”

"Not enough, this is far from enough, only one million of the 70 million people of the Yingheng Mountain Range have responded to our call, and the final plan requires the hundreds of millions of people in the entire Shenwu Realm to become soldiers and implement farming reforms in various places. ”

"Yes. ”

Even with Mo Huang's ability, there are times when he is powerless, no matter how strong he is, he can't conjure food out of thin air, not to mention that it is just the beginning at the moment, but Mo Huang didn't say anything, just groaned lightly, and after a while, Mo Huang moved his gaze to Lilith, who had almost become his secretary now, and said with a faint smile:

"You have been with me all these days to deal with the clutter, and you must also know something about the dangers suffered by this side of the world, so tell me how you feel. ”

Lilith whispered: "The time has come for the pain and despair that this world has accumulated for thousands of years to be cut in two, and these sufferings are wrong and must be corrected. ”

Mo Huang still smiled: "You have this ambition to prove that you have not wasted this time in vain, but as a true red saintess who wants to open and carry hell, it is not enough to condescendingly look down on the pain and despair of others, go, personally devote yourself to it, to understand the joys and sorrows of all beings, love and hate, when you carry the sins and evils of all beings in this world and hold high the throne, it is when hell is truly opened." ”

Mo Huang stretched out his hand, and a most primitive Godhead embryo appeared in his hand, exuding a bright and misty light, Lilith took it, and Qianying turned away.

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