The rules after being promoted to Jindan are no longer something that can be solved by one person.

In order to exert influence in the worlds, you must need other people in the ashram, as well as dependents.

The Four Heavenly Venerables are like this, and the great demons under their command are their reliance on the conquest of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

The Chaos Court is the same.

From now on, what Song Yin has to do is not only to exterminate the evil way, but also to return the area ruled by the evil way to his own rule, so that he can save the world.

With his family members together, Song Yin didn't bother to wait, and went directly in one direction.

The last time he came here, he sensed a lot of aura similar to this area, and this time it was just right that he could go directly.

The so-called prefect, he came to solve!

The rest of the forbidden army, then throw yourself into the territory you have mastered and rescue them!

……

In the same way, it is also a human world, a foreign world.

In a village, a little girl staggered into her home with a wooden bucket.

The villages here are basically dry, whether it is a few scattered crops, or the dry trees and grass around, and even the surface of the houses, they are all dry and cracked.

"The water is coming, the water is coming"

The little girl pushed open the door, revealing a dimly lit space, and carried the barrel inside.

It was also cracked, and its room was not large, and it was also surrounded by four walls, and under the cracked walls were mounds of earth, and the mounds of earth were formed almost all over the room, leaving only a passage.

Beyond the passage, there is only a bed, also made of cracked earth.

On the bed, there were two thin people.

A man and a girl, who seem to be the parents of a little girl.

Hearing the voice, they opened their eyes with great difficulty, and their bodies squirmed like dried corpses, obviously looking like they had no power to move, but when they saw the little girl, a red light burst out of their pupils, and they quickly straightened up and opened their sharp fangs.

This dry corpse is like a zombie.

Seeing them like this, the little girl took a step back in fear, but soon gritted her teeth again, lifted the wooden barrel over, and said weakly: "Father, mother, there is water, you can drink it." ”

The two dried corpses burst out of the bed, and tried to pounce on the little girl with their teeth and claws, but halfway through, they were attracted by the barrel, and like a beast bowing its head to eat food, its head burrowed into the barrel and gnawed on it.

It was not clear water, but clumps of mud, but there was still a strange color, and the dried corpses did not eat it, but sucked it in the mud, and quickly turned the mud into dry soil.

It was only at this time that the red glow in the eyes of the two dried corpses regained their clarity, and at the same time they collapsed to the ground, becoming weak, where was the ferocity like a beast just now.

"Flowers."

The man spoke weakly, his voice hoarse and almost smoking, "Let's go, leave us alone, if you take care of us again, you will be eaten." ”

"Yes, Xiaohua, hurry up, after a while, we really can't help it." The woman also said weakly.

"I'm not leaving!"

The little girl lifted the barrel and pulled out the dried mud bit by bit, and piled it on one side of the nearby passageway, making the room crowded again.

"Dad, mother, I'm going to get new water, I'll definitely save you!"

The little girl wiped away a handful of tears, stubbornly lifted the barrel, and walked back to the narrow passage.

"It's useless, it's a flower, it's useless."

The dry corpse looked at the back of the little girl in despair, and his eyes were cloudy, but he couldn't shed a drop even if he wanted to cry.

This has been the case for generations.

Their fathers and mothers, fathers and mothers, all came like this, and when they reached their age, they would definitely fall into a state of thirst, but there was no water here, and only by going deep into the ground and looking for those moist soils could they squeeze out the water.

The only thing this dry corpse can do is to be able to absorb the water from the wet soil smoothly.

In fact, at the beginning, they didn't want to suck, although there was a lack of water, but it was not impossible to squeeze it out through the wet soil, but it was a little bitter, but once they fell into thirst, they would gradually become weak, and they would slowly become thin, and they would not even have the ability to squeeze water, so they could only lie here.

That's when they realized that the water didn't quench their thirst, it just restored their senses, and what they really wanted was blood!

Youthful, full of energetic blood!

No matter how much they drink water and suppress it, it is not possible, especially in the land where their ancestors have lived for generations, it is very difficult to squeeze the water itself, and after sucking the water in the wet soil, the remaining dry soil cannot be discarded, but must be piled up in the room, once discarded, they will immediately become unconscious blood-sucking beasts.

But if you don't throw it away, keep piling it up in the room, waiting for the day when it's full, it will still transform.

This kind of thing, the ancestors also tried to change the house, but it didn't work, it wasn't a problem with the house, it seemed to be a problem with living, and now they can only be here, and they can't even leave the room for half a step.

They are just like their ancestors, but Xiaohua can't do this, she still has a chance!

Even if you go out and die, if you stay here, you will die sooner or later.

Live in a different place, and Xiaohua will not be implicated by them.

Perhaps, she could have lived longer.

And the little girl, carrying the barrel outside, looked up at the gloomy sky, swallowed her throat as if she had a fever, licked her skiny dry lips, and continued to walk outside as if her thin little body seemed to have infinite strength.

Two miles from home, there is a deep hole that has been dug up, where you can get wet soil, and as long as you keep getting wet soil, her father and mother can live.

And someone like a little girl is just one of the many beings.

Above the sky, a robed Qi Refiner stepped on a flying sword and looked down.

In the center of his vision was a huge crater, and countless villages were scattered around the pit, and among them, there were extremely small figures marching towards the pit.

It's like ants going to their nests.

"Dig a little deeper, go a little deeper, otherwise, my sacrifice will be in vain."

The corners of the Qi Refiner's mouth hooked, estimating the time, and said: "It's about two hundred years, almost, when this batch of seeds grows, it should be able to reach the depths, and when the seeds are withered into the ground, they will be able to grow fairy flowers, as soon as this flower comes out, if the quality is good, maybe it can go to the realm of the prefect, what to reward me, hahahaha!" ”

Cultivation is like this.

As for the suffering of mortals.

They are already suffering, and they have been so bitter since ancient times.

(End of chapter)