I am farming in the fairyland

Chapter 227
Mo Xue sighed, not knowing what words to use to express his emotions.

The secret technique that Xuantianzong could not use unless it was a last resort, was actually learned by him.

Originally, he planned to let the monk who abolished the disciple of Xuantianzong give an explanation, either he abolished himself by himself, or Mo Xue would do it.

He Xuantianzong is not very strong among the seven major sects, and his overall ranking is lower, but it is not that he is indifferent when he sees the disciples in his sect being deposed.

The seven major sects had agreed in advance that no matter what, they should not seriously injure others during the competition, just click as far as they can.

The cultivators of the Shinto sect disregarded the law and broke the treaty first. Besides, this was not the first time they had done this. Let alone Mo Xue disagreed, even other sects were not happy to see them be so ruthless.

Before it was his turn to act, this disciple took revenge on himself.

If he didn't do this, he could still have decades of life energy like a normal person, but with a [-]% life pill, he... probably only has a few months of life energy left to live.

Mingdan is formed by the condensed cultivation of the whole body. His dantian has just been abolished, and the aura has not completely dissipated. His cultivation is still in the late stage of foundation establishment. With his cultivation, it is not a problem to drag this person to die together.

Whether this move is worth it or not, Mo Xue is not him, so naturally he can't answer for me.

But he thinks it should be worth it, otherwise he would not use his whole body of cultivation and blood as a guide to train the monks of the Shinto sect into life pills.

The Shinto cultivator didn't know what this blood thread was, but he had an intuition that it was not a good thing, and his heart throbbed.

The line of sight was completely blocked by blood red, and the cultivator of the Shinto sect screamed in horror.

"Well……"

However, he could only make a vague hesitant sound, and it seemed that something was torn in his throat, making him unable to make a sound.

His contracted spirit beast yelled frantically at the side, and one could see the look of despair in the spirit beast's eyes.

The spiritual beast and the monks of the Shinto sect concluded a master-servant contract, and the sea of ​​knowledge was controlled by the monks of the Shinto sect, without any thoughts of their own.

In the case of a master-servant contract, the master's dead soul pet will also be buried with the master when he dies.The Sea of ​​Consciousness, which has been in chaos for a long time, has reduced its control due to the chaotic situation of the monks of the Shinto School, and a flash of clarity flashed in his mind.

The instinct of the spirit beast made it feel bad, and there was a death crisis approaching it.

It naturally hated the monk who contracted it very much. As long as it had the slightest thought of rebelling against its master, it would be severely tortured by the master-servant contract.

In order to survive, the spirit beast had to come to help.

It let out a wailing sound, wanting to rush forward to stop him.

The life pill is about to be completed, how could Mo Xue let this spirit beast do anything bad, he forgot about this spirit beast.

With a sneer, he pressed his big palm on the spirit beast that rushed over, and it was instantly crushed into dust by the power of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even if the spirit beast doesn't rush up to help, when the life pill becomes a pill, it won't be able to escape death.

The blood line broke off from Xuantianzong cultivator, his aura was sluggish, and he instantly fell to the state when he had not been exposed to cultivation.

He is now a mortal.

Even a monk in the early stage of Qi refining can easily take his life.

"Haha...hahaha..."

The cultivator of Xuantianzong didn't care at all, he laughed crazily, and his eyes were full of viciousness.

At the beginning of the blood cocoon, there were still violent movements, but as the blood thread wrapped him layer by layer, wrapping him thicker and thicker, the blood cocoon finally calmed down.

The Shinto cultivator in the blood cocoon felt his body was so hot that it was about to melt, and his spiritual pet also lost contact with him.

And that bloodline, no, there are many strands, rooted in his meridians, dantian, and sea of ​​consciousness, absorbing the energy of the bloodline all the time.

He started to get weak, and his cultivation gradually declined, falling to the middle stage of foundation building, the early stage of foundation building, the late stage of Qi refining, the middle stage of Qi refining, the early stage of Qi refining...

His heart sank gradually, knowing that he was doomed, before turning into a puddle of blood, the Shinto cultivator laughed at himself.

So what if he practiced the secret method of Shinto sect?As a result, no one in the sect was willing to save him.

Ha ha.

I'm really unwilling, I really want to tell those sects this news...

The light in the eyes is uncertain.

When he thought of this, his soul was shattered, and the last trace of his consciousness was also annihilated into nothingness.

Since then, there has been no such person in Metaverse.

The sea of ​​consciousness of a Shinto cultivator has been restricted, and he cannot say or write anything about the secret technique at all. As long as he dares to utter a word, what awaits him is also the consequence of being wiped out.

Anyway, he was going to die, and there was no one from the Shinto sect to save him.Based on the mentality of not having a good time for myself and dragging others into the water, I want to tell this appalling secret method.

Unfortunately, he couldn't say it anymore.

When the cultivator of the Shinto sect died, the elders of other sects let go of the obstruction of the cultivator of the Shinto sect.

No matter how much they blocked it, it would not work anymore. People were all dead, and the cultivators of the Shendao sect who tried to save people couldn't be saved.

Blood Cocoon Wufeng automatically started to spin, and the speed became faster and faster.Shrunk down from the size of a boulder to the size of a fist, then compressed to the size of a finger, and finally turned into a blood-red pill with a black spot in the center of the pill.

The cultivator of Xuantianzong spurted out a mouthful of blood in an instant, and the blood stained the elixir redder.

Ming Dan, it is considered a success.

"Cough cough..."

The monk's black hair was mostly white, his body was bent, and he couldn't stand upright at all, just like an old man in the twilight of the mortal world.

He coughed twice, could no longer stabilize his body, and fell to the ground.

Mo Xue's spiritual energy left his body, he gave him a little support, and flicked his fingertips, the lips of the cultivator Xuantianzong wanted to part, and a brown pill fell into his throat.

The elixir instantly turned into pure energy, nourishing his decadent meridians.

The elixir is mild in nature and has a nourishing effect, so Mo Xue is not worried that he, who has no aura, will be crushed by the energy of the elixir.

There was apology in his eyes, "You...do you want to go back to the sect now? This time it was Xuantianzong's mistake, you can stay in Xuantianzong, the sect can protect you from worry during this period of time."

With a pale face, Xuantian's cultivator rejected Mo Xue's kindness, and only asked him for a large amount of hemostatic powder, which stopped the injury on his lower abdomen.

When the lower abdomen stopped bleeding, he made a request to Mo Xue.

That is to send him away from this place. He wants to experience the beauty of mountains and rivers in the last period of time.

He didn't have any relatives anymore, and it didn't make any sense to go back to his birthplace in the mortal world.The only wish in this life is to cultivate the Tao, but now I am a useless person, and I have no chance to practice, so I might as well spend my last days as a luxury.

Since he practiced, he has never wasted a single breath of time, but unfortunately, he can no longer practice.

Mo Xue naturally agreed. He came to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition to fight for a place in the Zongmen. It was their negligence that caused his dantian to be abolished.

Instruct an elder of Huashen to send him away from this place, and it is best to take care of him during the last period of time.

The monk Xuantianzong ended sadly, leaving only a blood-red life pill.

It stands to reason that the life pill that has absorbed the cultivation base and blood of the two people should be a great tonic.

But the blood-red life pill exudes a resentment, and the life pill is not a great tonic, but a highly poisonous thing.

Even if a monk in the Golden Core Stage accidentally swallowed the Life Pill, he would end up in a state of madness.

The life elixir is refined from the caster's longevity, curses, and dark emotions. The whole elixir is full of things that can make a monk go crazy.

Mo Xue looked complicated, and put away the life pill.

"My God! What is this?!"

"Why do both of the Shinto sects have this virtue? I have never seen such a vicious monk."

"Sigh, it's a pity for that male cultivator, he is in the late stage of Foundation Establishment... If he said he was abolished, he would be abolished."

"But fortunately, he avenged himself. Otherwise, he would not have the slightest cultivation base in the future, but the person from the Shinto sect had a very happy life. He would have to hate red eyes..."

Many monks sighed, and there was no lack of regret for the monks of Xuantianzong in their tone, and their words were full of disgust for Shinto sect.

……

Liu Yixiang was dumbfounded, watched for a long time, and it took a long time to find her voice.

There is such a method of alchemy?
She has never heard of or seen a pill made from life essence and whole body qi and blood. What is the use of this pill?
Liu Yixiang is not stupid, she can naturally see the young man's white hair, old skin, and weak energy.

After a little thought, I guessed it.

Although there are many classics in the Sutra Pavilion of Misty Sect, not all of them are recorded in the book. At least she has never found a pill that can be refined into a pill with her own life essence and the energy and blood of the enemy's cultivation.

His eyes glanced vaguely at the girl with the head of Jiujiu not far away, hoping that she had stolen the ancient books related to this kind of forbidden pill.

Qu Congee's hair stood on end, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his skin.

She couldn't help rubbing her body, and muttered in a low voice: "It's strange, why do you suddenly feel cold?"

Rhubarb flinched and ran back to the girl like a thief.

It was too scary. It saw the spirit beast being slapped into dust with its own eyes, and imagined the scene of being slapped to pieces in its mind. It didn't think it was very acceptable.

He no longer dared to provoke Zhou Qu in the most conspicuous place, and obediently returned to the girl's side.

It must work harder, otherwise the end of the spirit beast is very likely to be its end in the future.

He had to improve his cultivation level as soon as possible, as long as it was strong enough, it would crush others into powder instead of worrying about his own and Xiangxiang's life.

The girl withdrew her gaze, feeling a little pity for the cultivators of the Xuantian Sect. This move by the Shinto Sect made her dislike of this sect rise to another level.

Later, when she confronted the monks of the Shinto sect, she thought that not only her, but monks from many sects would not show mercy to them.

As it turned out, the move of the Shinto cultivator offended the six sects.

The heads and high-level leaders of the other six sects were all thinking in their hearts whether to exclude the Shinto sect, otherwise no one could guarantee that their disciples would be abolished inexplicably.

"Hmph! What do you mean by Shinto sect? If you don't want to participate, then go back to me, who is disgusting here!"

I don't know which sect's grumpy Huashen elder started to curse, and he didn't care about the demeanor of a Huashen monk at all.

Yuan Zhen looked smiling on the surface, but her eyes were full of coldness, "Fellow Daoist, what you said is really good, you Shen Dao sect can't lose to participate in the competition of the seven major sects?
It was agreed in advance that spirit-eating beasts in the Yuan Realm frequently appear, and you must not seriously injure others, but your Shendao sect has ignored the agreement several times. I think it would be better to change the competition of the seven sects to the competition of the six sects! "

"What's the matter with the Shinto sect, it's also a sect that ranks well in the Yuan world, right? Is this the disposition of your sect disciples?"

"Hurry up and pack up and go back to the Shinto sect resident, who are you missing here!"

"I don't think it's better to just change the competition to the Grand Competition of the Six Great Sects from now on."

"What the Taoist said is very true!"

"As it should be."

"That's it!"

Several cultivators who transformed themselves into gods echoed their words.

It is rare for the six sects to unite, and in front of hundreds of disciples, it gave Shendao sect a lot of embarrassment.

Wang Lin was furious, and his face was so gloomy that water dripped out, "Okay! You really are very nice!"

Kara Kiyoshi really hoped that the Shinto sect would pack up and leave quickly, but he found that he still underestimated their cheekiness.

With the face of a cultivator of Huashen, Wang Lin couldn't possibly apologize for doing such an embarrassing thing, so he pushed Zhu Xun, the head of the Shendao sect, out.

Zhu Xun was naturally very reluctant, but he knew that this matter could not tolerate his reluctance. The number of places in the secret realm was so huge that it was naturally impossible for the other six sects to divide it up and exclude their Shendao sect alone.

He is still waiting for the sect disciple to bring the baby out from the secret realm!With the current overall strength of the Shinto Sect, it is not appropriate to break the skin with them.

Zhu Xun is capable of bending and stretching, capable of yin and yang, and of course he can speak nicely.

He sorted out his thoughts, a smile appeared on his sinister face, and his face was wrinkled, like a matchmaker who was going to match someone.

Zhu Xun arched his hands, the yin and yang tone disappeared, and he finally returned to normal.

"Fellow daoists, don't be angry, this is indeed something my Shinto sect disciple did wrong."

He rolled his eyes, "Well, as the head of the sect, I'm here to assure everyone that if the disciples in the sect do such things again, there is no need for everyone to take action. I, Zhu Xun, will be the first to kill him!"

Zhu Xun's words were so righteous and awe-inspiring, as if a monk from the Shinto sect seriously injured a monk from the Misty sect, and he was not the one who avenged his sect's injustice.

Wang Lin acquiesced, and he didn't want the Shinto sect to be really excluded.

Mo Xue sneered, her brows were dark, and her killing intent went straight to Zhu Xun.

"Your Shinto sect still wants to continue to participate in the competition, but you must compensate my Xuantian sect for the loss. I think your sect's fourth-grade Yunding alchemy furnace is quite good."

As soon as Mo Xue said these words, Bing Qing's mind became active.

"Brother Mo really thought of something with me. If you hand over the Sumeru Ming Stone of the Shinto Sect, this matter is not out of discussion."

He raised his eyebrows, wanting to see whether Zhu Xun should respond or not.

The words of the two seemed to turn on some switch, and several other sects also opened their mouths.

"It doesn't work just to say it? You have to give me some guarantee, don't you?"

"Well... I don't need any more from you, just give me the Ji Tianjian from the Shendao sect."

Zhu Xun couldn't maintain the smile on his face any longer, and fell down angrily.

(End of this chapter)