There is no treasure here, but everyone hates and fights each other, and the whole land is like a purgatory on earth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only Xu Wannian's mind was calm, he had been patiently looking at a flower, maybe he didn't want to do it, but subconsciously there was a force trapped Xu Wannian's legs, and in the end, only this flower was left in his mind.

The Buddha has a cloud: a flower is a world, a tree is a Bodhi.

In Xu Wannian's world, there is only such a half-blooming flower.

In the end, for some reason, Xu Wannian was able to feel the emotions of the flowers-I, I don't want to bloom!

In Xu Wannian's mind, something else began to appear, bloody, violent, and murderous...... A lot of negative emotions poured into Xu Wannian's mind.

It hurts!

"Ah......" Xu Wannian couldn't help but cry out, a pain in his mind, the floodgates of memory seemed to be opened, and one after another familiar and unfamiliar pictures appeared in Xu Wannian's mind.

......

"You have killed my child, and I will take the lives of all your people. A middle-aged man let out a heart-rending roar, the sound was earth-shattering, and the birds and beasts in the jungle were scattered.

This is a handsome middle-aged man, and Xu Wannian is a little similar to him between his eyebrows. And on the opposite side of him was a white-bearded old man, who looked like a fairy wind bone.

The white-bearded old man whispered: "Your child's physique must also understand that staying in the Wind and Thunder Continent is a scourge after all. ”

The middle-aged man let out a cold snort and said, "Flesh and blood affection, how can an old Taoist priest like you who has no emotion know? ”

The white-bearded old man shook his head and said, "Do you want to provoke a war between the two realms again?"

"So what? at least I can wipe out all the low-level cultivators of your entire sect. The middle-aged man let out cruel words.

The white-bearded old man said indifferently: "You don't dare. ”

......

"Husband, Xiao Nian ......" In a cold palace, a woman asked the man who was in the dense forest just now.

The woman looks like a fairy, with the appearance of a country and a city, but a few tears faintly appear in the corners of her eyes, as pitiful as pear blossoms with rain.

"Xiao Nian him, it will be fine. The middle-aged man whispered comfort, but even he couldn't believe that Xiao Nian in his mouth was still alive.

"Yes, Xiao Nian will be fine. The beautiful woman repeated what the man had said in an affirmative tone.

......

That night, rivers of blood flowed, and tens of thousands of low-ranking monks and innocent people died tragically, all of them of the same cause of death, because of the poison.

Black and dark red blood flowed and gathered in a ditch that extended in all directions, like a mysterious ancient formation, and like some mysterious ritual.

"Thousands of living beings can definitely exchange my son's life. The middle-aged man shouted loudly.

In the middle of the river of blood was a small sapling, a familiar little sapling, exactly like this ancient tree, in other words, it was like a seedling of this ancient tree.

Although it is a seedling, there is also a half-opened white flower in it, and this time Xu Wannian can see it clearly, just like the one in the broken ruins.

The flowers bloomed, and a young child was wrapped in them.

......

Xu Wannian's thoughts returned to the ruined ruins, the sora flowers in front of him were already budding and ready to be released, but the surrounding plants were not so lucky, all of them were about to die, the essence of life was constantly flowing, and the vitality was soon cut off.

Xu Wannian's mind ached again, and he felt the memories in his mind surging again, and soon the memories became blurry again.

Is the Suo Luohua in front of her going to tell herself? Xu Wannian asked himself in his heart.

Perhaps, his blossom will tell him everything.

The karmic fire is boundless, the thunder is rumbling, and the wind is gusting, as if to tell something, something big will happen here.

Xu Wannian didn't retreat, he was still staring at this flower, he didn't know why, he didn't feel that Suoluohua was holy, on the contrary, he felt that Suluohua had boundless sins.

In the ruins, wars are more frequent, which invisibly accelerates the growth of the sara.

The petals slowly opened, and the stamens were revealed, and the pure white flowers were beautiful and pure.

Finally blooming, Xu Wannian's mood can't tell whether it is joy or what.

There is no floral scent, no other strange phenomenon, just like an ordinary flower blooming.

The system prompts: "Witness the opening of the sora flower, obtain the body of the innate skill sin, and obtain the fire of the skill sin." ”

The system prompts: "You have been selected by Solohua as the host, and your actions will increase your karma, and your karma can burst into more powerful combat power." ”

Talents, Skills, Hosts?

Xu Wannian felt incredible, and at the same time felt that he was just a drop in the ocean in this immortal cultivation world, and there were still too many unknowns waiting for him. Is this sinful karma good or bad for oneself?

Body of Sin: (Special Skill)

Description: Virtuous actions will clear oneself of one's sinful karma, malicious actions will increase one's own sinful karma, and reaching a certain level of sinful karma will lead to heavenly thunder and heavenly calamity.

Flame of Karma: (Special Skill)

Description: Consume a certain amount of karma and send out a fire of sinful karma, the fire of sinful karma ignores all kinds of defenses and reaches the soul, and the monks and monsters killed by the fire of sinful karma will have their souls destroyed and die in the world.

Note: The karma consumed by the fire does not reduce the total karma.

Current Karma: 0

Available Karma: 0

The sora flower bloomed, and Xu Wannian didn't know if it was good or bad for him to choose itself as a host, but it had already happened, and it was no longer necessary to stay here at this time.

The top priority is to find the monks of the Hundred Beast Gate first, the most important Mu Qiya, they are probably already waiting very anxiously, Xu Wannian thought in his heart.

The thunderclouds slowly dispersed, the wind was not blowing, the sky began to clear, and it returned to that hot environment.

However, it is not over yet, the ten major sects, small sects, the Immortal Cultivation Family, and the scattered cultivators, their melee is not over yet.

Xu Wannian naturally couldn't stop the whole battle with his own strength, but he needed to use his own strength to protect the Hundred Beast Gate as much as possible, this was his profession, and he had to do something.

Xu Wannian began to eagerly run to the interior of the ruins, looking for the fellow of the Hundred Beast Gate.