Chapter 37: The Spectator
The strange man's right hand slowly stretched out, and his middle, index, and big fingers were pinched together.
His face moved slightly, and his mouth was full of words.
Immediately, the fingers were drawn into the void, and wisps of black qi were hooked together, lingering from the tips of the fingers, spreading along the strange man's forearm, and soon enveloping his entire body, and he seemed to turn into a shadow, and on the other side of the shadow was another world.
Click...... Click......
An iron corpse stepped out of the shadows.
The Iron Corpse was dressed in rusty armor and a tightly fitting iron mask, his nose and eyes were covered, except for a large mouth, which was terrifying.
The weirdo breathed a sigh of relief.
The shadow that shrouded the strange man narrowed into his fingers, and the strange man became a little weak, and he didn't look at the iron corpse, and closed his eyes as he breathed openly.
Under the rusty armor, the iron corpse walked slowly, and from the magma on the side, he fished out a large knife with a wide door panel and carried it on his shoulder.
Airplanes......!
The sharp horse slashing broadsword, the body of the knife is dark red lines, the back of the knife collides with the iron corpse's armor, and a heavy humming sound resounds throughout the underground cavern.
"Yu Er, be quiet."
On the ugly cheeks of the strange man, displeasure flashed.
The iron corpse turned around, trying to understand what his master meant, and carrying the broad-sided sword, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and continued on his own way.
Click...... Click......
The click of the clash of battle armor made the strange man's face distort a little, and even his cultivation was a little uncomfortable.
This rammed goods!
He shouldn't have been dug out of the pile of corpses on the battlefield in the first place, and he was completely blocked by himself!
On the black and red stone platform, the stranger's chest rose and fell violently.
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Cast Iron Lodge, housekeeping area.
Yu Si paced back and forth in the room, quite angry.
"This half-hung guy, he doesn't have any spiritual roots, he can cast basic spells, all rely on the spiritual seal in the sea of knowledge, and the old body actually gave up a lowly slave, it's really a shame, and I am angry!" The old woman was furious in her heart, and she gritted her teeth with hatred.
Thinking that she was also a dignified foundation building monk back then, but now she has fallen into Pingyang and is parasitic to such a lowly body, she knew that this was the case, she might as well take away the kid with those spiritual roots early, cultivate and lie dormant for a while, and then find another opportunity to recapture the refining corpse after some cultivation.
Now that the corpse refining has fallen into the hands of a monk who doesn't know what level it has fallen, she is also in such a predicament.
The old woman's new body was pierced through the chest by the fire feather arrow, and she was on the verge of death, forcing her to take away Yu Si, who would have thought that although this Yu Si had two magic weapons, the soul flag and the soul bell, he was a guy without a spiritual root, just a slave of a small condensation repair.
The cultivation realm was forever limited to the level of condensation, and there was no way to actively ascend.
Unless this person is accepted as a slave and that person, after the cultivation is improved, the spiritual seal is given again, and this lowly slave body can obtain stronger cultivation.
The old woman still has the last chance to take it away, and she has to deal with some affairs of the Cast Iron Villa as Yu Si every day, and she is very busy.
No matter how much life a monk has in her life, she can only take it three times, even if she is a wisp of remnant soul, she still can't escape this iron law, and the most important thing for her is ......
Naturally, it was the refining corpse.
It was in her heyday, and she worked so hard to get an excellent body, and after refining that body into a corpse puppet, she was able to temporarily store the remnant soul in it, just waiting to find the best body to give up, and then do that thing, isn't it beautiful?
"Huh?!"
The old woman turned her head sharply and looked in the direction of the town guard mansion: "Such a strong aura fluctuation, is it possible that there are monks who break through the realm in Heyang City......"
The old woman didn't think twice, she picked up the soul flag and soul bell, and was about to go out of the door.
Her footsteps paused at this moment, and there was a terrible scream faintly in the room, and in the vat, a deacon disciple with a frightened face was hollowed out, and the remnant soul was attached to his body and struggled, trying to escape from the vat that brought him endless pain.
Yu, who was taken away by the old woman, was expressionless, and the soul flag waved to put away the remnant soul.
"The means are simple, and you can only get this little resentment, it's a pity for these vigorous children." The old woman's tone was a little regretful.
The soul banner is very rough refining, the old woman took local materials and rerefined it, and now the power is not what it used to be, and she is still not satisfied.
In the room where he was pacing, I don't know how many people's stumps and broken arms were packed in a large vat full of salt water, which was the two that Lin Xing was responsible for picking up every day when he was in the Cast Iron Villa, and now they were taken by the old woman to torture the disciples of the Cast Iron Villa.
Jingle ......
The old woman took out her soul and shook it, and the corpses in the vat slowly squirmed, and they crawled behind the old woman, and the old woman turned around and opened the door.
In the courtyard where Yu Si lived, a shack covered by a black cloth had been erected, and a walking corpse was like a well-trained army, following the footsteps of the old woman, a black cloud spread out, surrounding the corpses that were rolling and crawling in the middle, and walked through the cast iron villa.
The people of the cast iron villa that they met on the road were all silent and avoided them one after another.
It's just that the leading walking corpse is walking side by side with Yu Si, who was taken away by the old woman, and his appearance is exactly the same as that of Xiong Kan, the owner of the Cast Iron Villa.
……
On the other side, Jing Ma, Qin Lan and others gathered on the hillside on the south side.
On this hillside, a series of wooden houses have been built for everyone to live in.
Sensing that something was wrong in the villa, they spontaneously gathered together, led by Jing Ma, a new iron caster, and ate and lived together every day.
Scattered snowflakes fell, and the night was deep.
With his back to the bonfire, Jing Ma stared blankly at the bottom of the mountain, in a daze.
During this time, he had just reached the peak of his life and became a respected iron caster, and then he found that the cast iron villa had become a huge purgatory-like furnace at some point, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and fell to pieces.
"A few days ago, I went to look for a good senior brother, and found that the senior brother had a big hole in his stomach, and his internal organs were gone......
A frightened teenager said tremblingly.
"My lady didn't return for many days, and that day she suddenly came back, and I was so happy that I made a table of meals for her, and after eating, I found that her stomach was leaking out of the soup!"
The bearded iron caster clawed at his hair in horror, and his scalp was picked up.
"Vomit ......" Jing Ma listened to these descriptions, remembered his strange encounter, and the disgusting feeling flooded his heart, and he retched directly.
Qin Lan glanced at Jing Ma sympathetically.
He saw Jing Ma and the daughter of the owner Xiong Kan, who was making love that night, when Xiong Kan's daughter's nose suddenly fell off, and a large number of black maggots crawled out......
The love in the world is always entangled in hue.
Qin Lan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the mountain wind and snow, and his eyes fell on Yu Si who was taken away.
In the past 20 days, too many things have happened.
It was the middle of winter, and Heyang City was surrounded by homeless people, and it was impossible to enter or exit.
As for the escape...... All the disciples who tried to escape would disappear for no reason, and they would also be refined into walking corpses by the remnants of this ghoul sect monk.
"It's getting more and more interesting."
Qin Lan's handsome face showed an interesting smile, which was well hidden by him.
His eyes looked in the direction of the town guard mansion, and nodded imperceptibly: "Brother Jing, Qin has something important to go down the mountain, let's leave it at that." ”
"Huh?"
Jing Ma turned around at a loss, but Qin Lan was no longer visible, he asked all the others, but no one saw how Qin Lan was missing!
Sitting weakly on the boulder, Jing Ma fell into a deep dazedness.