"How can I help you?"

Zuo Tian also realized the importance of the matter at this time.

It's just that he still doesn't understand how Zhang Tie needs to help him.

"The method of activating the spiritual root requires the spiritual blood of a powerful demon beast, coupled with several kinds of medicinal herbs, and finally, the hearts of hundreds of fellow clansmen. ”

Zhang Tie's tone was cold.

Zuo Tian couldn't help but gasp, no wonder Zhang Tie said before that the method of activating the spiritual root was inhumane.

Herbs are okay, spiritual blood is a little difficult, but it's not impossible to get, but those hearts, those hundreds of hearts are hundreds of lives!

This is not just a cat or a dog that kills casually, it is not only hundreds of human lives! It is the lives of hundreds of people of the same race!

Who wants to do this kind of experiment of killing relatives for the sake of that illusory opportunity to successfully activate the spiritual root?

What's more, if the experiment fails, it will die itself.

The price is not cruel.

And his relatives, are they really willing to kill?

Zuo Tian doesn't believe that there are no people in this world who don't want to live.

I don't know how Nan Xiaotian completed this experiment back then, if he really killed hundreds of his fellow clansmen, Zuo Tian doesn't believe it, unless this Nan Xiaotian is a pure villain, it is estimated that there are some hidden secrets in this matter.

Zhang Tie didn't say much more about this matter, and Zuo Tian didn't ask about what happened back then because of his curiosity.

"As for why I asked you for help, I don't know, because according to the records, at least one monk must be present during the experiment, so that the chances of the experiment will be greatly increased. ”

Zhang Tie looked intently at Zuo Tian's figure in the dark.

"Yes! I promise you. ”

Zuo Tian replied without hesitation.

"I'm going to be part of this experiment too!"

Coldly, Nanxiu's words sounded.

But it scared Zhang Tie and Zuo Tian in a cold sweat.

Zuo Tian, who reacted, scolded angrily: "Nanxiu, don't mess around!"

"I'm not messing around! I'm just going to participate in this experiment! I'm going to avenge my father and my mother!"

Nanxiu's tone was hateful, but more of it was the firmness of a girl.

Zuo Tian was silent.

"All the survivors of our South Village will participate in this experiment. ”

After a pause, Zhang Tie said again: "Nancun, it's ruined, but the rest of the people can't live alone like this." ”

"We don't want to be empty in a hundred years, for the hatred of Nancun, for the tragic death of 2,800 lives, we are willing to sacrifice our lives to fulfill the survivors, he will take the hatred of all of us to revenge!"

Zuo Tian was terrified, he didn't know what kind of pressure Zhang Tie was under, and the 2,800 lives were like a giant hammer smashing into his chest, pressing him out of breath.

Zuo Tian didn't try to persuade again, he knew that he couldn't decide what this group of people thought.

The blood debt must be repaid with blood.

As for Zhang Tie's participation in the whole village, Zuo Tian did not raise any doubts, Nancun has developed for hundreds of years, except for him, no outsiders have ever joined, almost all of them intermarry within the clan, although the surnames are different, but they can be said to have the same ancestor.

And the entire South Village is actually a huge family.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Tie left, he didn't tell Zuo Tian the fact that the old man was Nan Xiaotian's father who established Nan Village, he decided to keep this matter in his heart.

If, if he survived, then he must stand in front of Nanlian Cheng and ask him why.

Why don't you save them when they die?

in the house.

No one spoke, Fangfang also fell asleep, with tears on her face and babbling about her grandfather, Nanxiu walked over to take care of her, and from time to time took out a square towel to wipe the sweat oozing from Ash's forehead.

Zuo Tianpan sat on the ground, silently recalling what Zhang Tie said.

At the moment, he has also figured out a lot of things, no wonder Nancun has been living so incognito in this place where birds don't.

And after living for so many years, I'm afraid that if the news of such a cruel experiment spreads, Nancun has already perished.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but change his complexion, since Nan Xiaotian's experiment was successful back then, no matter what the reason, he shouldn't let Nancun continue to exist.

But the village has always existed.

Don't......

Nan Xiaotian has been in the village all the time!?

This earth-shattering thought made Zuo Tian break out in a cold sweat, and his thoughts gradually let go.

The Taoist that Old Man Li met in the mountains back then, could it be Nan Xiaotian?

Later, the changes in Old Man Li were also Nan Xiaotian's handiwork?

Since he never left, why did he watch the village fall?

This is clearly contrary to his ideas.

Perhaps, when Old Man Li met him, he was really dead.

Seeing Xueluo's method of turning the souls of dead villagers into powerful ghosts, Zuo Tian didn't think that Nan Xiaotian, who had become an immortal, would die so simply.

Maybe he had something unspeakably hidden, so he didn't make a move.

Thinking of this, he took out the paintbrush again and took a closer look.

At the beginning, the threat that Old Man Li brought to himself was far greater than the Blood Luo who was in the square before and the old man who claimed to be the head of the Qingyun Sect, and even the demon beast in the painting was stronger than the old man who defeated Blood Luo.

So, who is Old Man Li?

The brush lay quietly in the palm of his hand, and there was nothing strange about it, and the body of the pen that was more than half a foot long seemed to be made of some kind of fragrant wood, and when it smelled, a faint Zen fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose.

At the junction of the nib is a ring of rusty iron rings, and further up, the nib has solidified, and there is a hard texture to the touch, no wonder Old Man Li will take it as a hairpin on his head.

Shaking his head, Zuo Tian put away his brushes and silently experienced the changes in his body.

The mysterious energy in his body has obviously increased a lot compared to before, and when he treated Ash yesterday morning, he almost used up the energy in his body, and after the transmission just now, there are still two or three out of ten remaining in his body.

Is there a gas refining period?

Zuo Tian remembered Xueluo's previous words, but he didn't have any concept of this realm.

At this time, he could feel that the kind of energy free in the air was penetrating through his skin, burrowing into his body little by little, and finally converging into his lower abdomen.

Hear them say that this energy seems to be called Reiki?

Where, a pool of light that looked like gas and liquefied floated around.

As his mind moved, more aura in the space surged towards him with joy.

Even around his body, a thin curtain of light shrouded him.

There are more and more spiritual energy in the body, and it gradually forms the size of a puddle, and it is still growing.

This is more than Zuo Tian could absorb before.

For so many years, as he absorbed it every night, the aura in his body was at most the size of a puddle, and then no matter how much he absorbed those points of light through his lower abdomen, it would slip away from the other side, as if his body was already a full water bottle, and he couldn't store so much aura.

And now, as if he couldn't fill it up, the aura gathered outside his body became shining at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Brother in white is really a fairy!"

Looking at this seemingly miraculous scene, Nanxiu opened her mouth in a daze, and then fell silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Before dawn, when the horizon showed a hint of whiteness, they went out.

Zuo Tian walked ahead, followed by Nanxiu and Fangfang, heading towards the square.

Ash was left at home, because his body was really not suitable for moving, and Fangfang was originally asked to stay and take care of him, but after knowing about the activation of the spirit root, the little girl quarreled and wanted to go.

Nanxiu could see Fangfang's sadness buried behind her smiling face, so she agreed.

Walking through the ruins of the village, Nam-so's eyes widened, as if she wanted to take it all to heart.

When she met those dead corpses, she couldn't help but shed tears, but she always followed Zuo Tian's pace and did not stop because of those villagers who were once familiar.

Fangfang was also covered by her, she didn't want her to see all this.

Zuo Tian did not avoid these tragedies, he knew that since Nanxiu had chosen this path, she would have to face reality after all.

Maybe letting her see this will dispel their thoughts.

It's just that he obviously underestimated Nanxiu's stubbornness and persistence.

The village was even more tragic than he imagined, there was a dark cover last night, Zuo Tian didn't see clearly, the distorted faces at this moment, and the terrified expressions before death seemed to have made them walk through hell.

On the way, Fangfang stopped once, but she was quickly pulled away by Nanxiu.

"Grandpa......" murmured from the little girl's mouth.

She let Nam-su pull.

On the side of the road, a thin corpse curled up together lay silently in a corner, its black-framed eyes looking at the sky, as if questioning the existence of heaven speechlessly.