Nan Fuguang didn't know what Yan Ji'an was thinking, so he let Lu Sang catch up and try to intercept them.
After leaving the mining area of Da Ri Mine, she is now a monk in the Golden Core stage. No matter how talented Lu Sang is in cultivation, he is only in the early stage of foundation building.
The unusual movement at the Da Ri Mine was extraordinary, and Nan Fuguang had no intention of fighting. As soon as the young junior sister rushed up, he knocked away the Fulong Sword in her hand with an unceremonious efficiency.
There was a dull "bang" sound, and the junior sister was so shocked that her face turned pale. In fact, Nan Fuguang was also shocked——
She never expected that Lu Sang, who was only at the early stage of foundation building, had already successfully forged the Fulong Sword into his own natal sword.
Otherwise, with her blow just now, the sword should have flown farther.
This is indeed very jealous. After all, she, Nan Fuguang, is a golden elixir stage monk, has three spiritual roots, has not yet manifested her spiritual bones, and does not have a natal sword. Sometimes she herself questions which sword practice she has practiced.
"Lu Sang...junior sister, let me declare in advance that I have no intention of going against anyone."
Nan Fuguang turned half sideways, stood up slightly on tiptoes, pinched the man's chin behind him with two fingers, and pulled it up, signaling the little junior sister who was busy losing her soul after being hit by a move to look over.
"Although you don't remember it, it was indeed you who did it. He is just a fragile mortal, and you should not bully him like this."
When the pig butcher heard the description of "bullying him" and showed a hesitant expression, Nan Fuguang lowered his eyes and did not give him a chance to try to quibble. He let go of his hand and raised his chin at Lu Sang.
"No next time."
Such words decisively drew clear camp lines among them.
At least for now, she and the pig-killer belong to the same country.
Nan Fuguang threw the mahogany sword in his hand back into the arms of the stunned stall owner next to him. The latter hurriedly took the sword and turned it over in his hand, as if he didn't understand this ordinary cheap wooden sword. How did he fly the dazzling golden artifact in the hands of the female cultivator in Taoist robes who was an inner disciple of Yuntian Sect?
At the same time, Nan Fuguang could feel that from a long distance away, Yunshang Immortal Lord was silently watching everything happening here——
It was his instruction that Lu Sang chased after him; he did not move when Lu Sang's sword was thrown away; but now, Lu Sang was verbally threatened and speechless, and could only turn over his hands and seal in embarrassment to regain his life. When Jianshi finally spoke, he asked Lu Sang to go back. She was no match for Nan Fuguang.
The master's words were so straightforward, and Lu Sang's expression became even more ugly.
Nan Fuguang felt that this little junior sister was unreasonable. She was born in Yuntian Sect, and the little junior sister had only been in the sect for a few decades, so she was not as natural as she was. What was there to be unconvinced about?
An unusual commotion came from the direction of the mining area of Dairi Mine again. This time it was not an illusion, because the ground beneath my feet shook.
Ignoring how embarrassed the younger junior sister was now about being thrown a sword in public, across the street, Nan Fuguang's eyes caught the mastermind behind everything.
The latter leaned forward slightly, probably frowning, looking down at everyone with a disdainful attitude.
"He won't come after me."
Behind him, the butcher's voice was very firm.
"...Where do you get your confidence from?"
Nan Fuguang turned around strangely and saw the man with his arms folded, pressing behind her like a mountain. He raised his chin slightly and met Yan Ji'an's eyes.
After a moment, Immortal Lord Yunshang really raised his hand, put his fingertips together, and swept outward slightly.
I mean, let's go.
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Really let him go?
I don’t know what the great Immortal Lord is thinking, but he is willing to let her go so easily.
People will grow up, maybe the stubborn dragon can grow up a little, or maybe the apology just now is sincere. After her earth-shattering departure from the sect, this arrogant Immortal Master finally realized that he should be respected occasionally. What is your opinion as an ant?
Nan Fuguang didn't dare to think that there was such a good thing in the world.
A title like "The Immortal Master on the Cloud: Learn to be empathetic" would be worthy of a return note if sent to "Three Worlds Bao Inquiry".
However, as the saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the well rope for ten years." I am afraid that this dragon's nature is hard to change and its ideas are changeable. Just like the timeline when she turns into a fox, she can let them go and catch up with her... …
Nan Fuguang turned around and grabbed the butcher's arm, dragging him back as quickly as possible.
The latter was caught trotting a few steps.
I don’t know what step he took just now that made him think about it. The man swept away the non-violent and non-cooperative atmosphere when he left the wine shop, and also lost the strength that he had been walking as fast as before. His steps were dragging, and his tone was a bit lazy: " Why are you so anxious? It’s probably just that the guy in the mine was in a bad mood today and stamped his feet.”
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Pig Butcher: "It's the same as what you just did."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Pig Butcher: "It can't be that group of miners who rebelled."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Butcher: "Huh? I guess not? What else do they have besides mining picks? If they want to rise up, why don't they have to wait for today?"
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Pig Butcher: "?"
Butcher: "They only have mining picks, right?"
Nan Fuguang: "Uh."
Pig Butcher: "..."
……
Nan Fuguang is really not entirely to blame for this incident.
When she left the Dairi Mine today, she was actually not too sure that she could really go back right away——
It's not that she doesn't want to go back, it's that she isn't sure that Yan Ji'an will let her go.
When he was born, all the stars supported the moon, and he became the stars of the eternity. In his previous life, one person was inferior to ten thousand people. With the temperament of the dragon clan, Yunshang Immortal Lord has always been good at going his own way... so after knowing that Nan Fuguang had a way to leave the Dairi Mine In the end, he will most likely take her away.
He made up his mind to do this, and Nan Fuguang had no room to resist——
If someone at the golden elixir stage versus the immortal stage, let alone Lu Sang versus Nan Fuguang, he would be hung up and beaten... The disparity in strength is probably similar to the effect of a mortal meeting a golden elixir stage monk.
Nan Fuguang's idea is very simple. If she can't come back temporarily this time, she at least hopes that all the miners in the Dairi Mine can stay in this place where human life is at a loss for a while, until she goes to Miyue Mountain and puts this place to rest. Report all the hidden filth to the Immortal Alliance.
Yes.
After the pig butcher fell asleep yesterday, she took the Qiankun bag and took out all the things that could be regarded as weapons. On the rotten wooden table, there were a few weapons lined up, and she Put the medium and low-level talismans in the Qiankun bag into those mortal weapons one by one.
At Chenshi, she went out in the morning light and distributed weapons to the miners in the mining area, telling them that these weapons could enable them to confront at least half of the guardians head-on. If necessary, please take up weapons to protect yourself.
When it was time, she returned to the safe house. When the butcher woke up, Nan Fuguang dragged him out and handed the last weapon dagger with wood properties to Youyin at the entrance of the Dairi Mine.
"I also hope that no one will rise up this time." Nan Fuguang said, "After all, I only have a green fire attribute talisman in my hand now. Do you think a burning mining pickaxe in my hand can survive Duan Nan?" How many tricks? ”
The pig butcher was silent for a while.
Nan Fuguang didn't hear the answer and glanced back at him. Just as he was about to say something sarcastic, he suddenly thought that this guy might secretly admire him. At this moment, he was most likely worried.
She suddenly let go of the man's sleeve, and the senior sister of Yuntian Sect cleared her throat as if she had no money. However, the blood could not help but quietly dye the roots of her ears red.
She rubbed her hands: "Don't worry too much, it will be fine."
The pig butcher asked expressionlessly: "Worried? Probably not."
"I'm just thinking that if you get your head chopped off by that freak with a scythe later, you will definitely deserve it."
Nan Fuguang had a guilty conscience, but now he was so scolded that he couldn't hold his head up. By the way, he thought to himself and admitted it when he was worried. Why is this person so good at duplicity?
……
A candle dragon holds fire, thousands of peaks are stacked on top of each other, and above the dome, there are red sky waves floating.
It has been a long and bitter summer in the mortal world.
The wet place is like another microcosm of the mortal world.
There are always rumors in the world of cultivating immortals, saying that the Orbital Star Pavilion of the Yuntian Sect has long occupied the Three Realms and Six Paths. If the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree does not revive, the entire world's orbit will usher in a complete collapse... The leader of the Yuntian Sect, Xie, has been running away all year long to refute the rumors. The legs were broken, which means that Xia Yan is more serious this year than last year.
It will be nice when it rains.
Back at Dairi Mine, this idea entered Nan Fuguang's mind without any reason.
In front of us, the mountain collapsed and rolled up yellow sand, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
The wall of the Dairi Mine was crushed, and the sudden breakthrough looked like a cage thrown by children in the lotus pond in summer. Even though they knew it was a trap, many shrimps and crabs still rushed to fall for it——
Foxes of all colors were screaming and running all over the ground. Some of them were picked up by the guardians by their furs and were killed during the struggle. Their blood was scattered all over the ground and splashed on the thin layer of yellow sand on the ground.
The body of the fox was thrown to the ground, along with some mangled bodies belonging to the guardians.
Every time they killed a fox, people in mining robes would rush up one after another, roaring.
"The labor and management are from the same village in Qingcheng, Jiawu County! The labor and management call Chen Guoguang! Go to hell with Jia 1335!"
"Qingyuan County in the remote mountains, Li Tong!"
"I'm not Yierwuqisi! My name is Xue Mao!"
Screams came and went.
People who once had only numbers shouted their real names and rushed forward one after another.
The guardian hurriedly released some spells according to his own training type, but a thunder spell released by a monk in the Qi Refining Stage could not hit two people, and soon he would be pushed down into the dust by a group of people——
Nan Fuguang saw a guardian being pinned to the ground. The person who pinned him down was very familiar to Nan Fuguang. He was Youyin. She immediately reached out and pulled off the miner's lamp-shaped pendant hanging from his waist.
When her hand reaches her lumbar spine, the guardian's expression changes from cold to frightened in an instant. He shouts "How do you know" and "Don't touch", but his voice is soon drowned out by the surrounding noise!
The moment the waist pendant left the guardian's waist, the magic that originally gathered around the guardian's vitals lost its effect. He became a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken, and a silver rider was riding on him to hold him down. On the ground, she inserted a dagger into the man's shoulder——
In the guardian's pitiful cry, countless vines spread and expanded until they wrapped around the guardian's entire body and then took root firmly in the soil.
The fox's blood became the nutrients for their growth. The guardian was firmly fixed to the ground, his eyes widened in horror, shouting "How is it possible that you are a mortal?" He may have something to say, but at this time another middle-aged man miner used the mine cleanly. The pickaxe chopped off his head.
The shock and panic expression of the previous second was still fixed on the face of the round head. When it rolled to his feet, Nan Fuguang's scalp was numb, and the blood in his body seemed to be flowing backwards, and he could not move for a while.
"Daliangshan Tongshu Village, your father has money."
The vines loosened and fell away from the headless guardian. The girl standing next to his headless body raised her head and saw Nan Fuguang through the crowd.
She once again held the dagger in her hand that had wood properties and would grow vines. Now the dagger had a curled edge and was dripping with blood...
When Youyin came step by step, Nan Fuguang's shoulders stiffened.
The butcher glanced down and saw that the hair on the back of her neck seemed to be standing up and exploding. He also thought of the explosive fox that crawled into his arms in a certain timeline.
"Excuse me," he said to Youyin, who was getting closer and closer, "I'm allergic to blood, please keep a little social distance."
Youyin really stopped at a location not far away from Nan Fuguang. She didn't say that the butcher was telling lies. She looked at Nan Fuguang up and down. Her eyes were distant but full of eagerness to try, which made Nan Fuguang think of the third time. When she met her once, she opened the window of the safe house, reminded her that foxes were not allowed in the safe house, and gave her a baked sweet potato.
It's a pity that she doesn't even remember it.
"You're really back." Youyin said.
Nan Fuguang forced himself to ignore the fresh head next to his leg, and said in a smooth voice: "Shouldn't I come back?"
"There are three of you scheduled for the 'Big Mining Day' performance this time, and Duoduo received the Big Sun Red Flower." Youyin ignored the sarcasm in Nan Fuguang's tone and said to himself, "Because his father did not complete the performance. A one-time performance, so he must inherit this task, and the inherited red flower cannot be transferred.”
"How old is he? It took him several weeks to stop crying and peeing his pants when he first saw the thing in the mine... Isn't it cruel to ask him to talk to that thing now?" Youyin paused, "Uncle Artai He wanted to replace Duoduo, but the guardian refused and took action over and over again.”
Nan Fuguang didn't know if what she said was true.
But Youyin didn't seem to care much about her opinion. After a little explanation, she shrugged: "The weapon you gave me is so easy to use. I never thought in my life that I could slit a monk's throat, just like As easy as cutting a watermelon ”
She turned around and was about to enter a new round of fighting. The black hair of the girl who always spoke coldly was wet with sticky blood, and sticky and warm blood was dripping from the end of her hair.
She took a few steps outside and then suddenly stopped.
"Do you regret it? You regret not giving us weapons. It seems that this will make us rush to hell earlier."
Nan Fuguang shook his head.
Youyin was a little surprised: "What? I thought you were soft-hearted——"
"It is natural for people to feel heartache due to sacrifice, but if you know it is the right thing to do, then you must do it even if it is a sacrifice. Pie in the sky will never fall."
Nan Fuguang said, "Sometimes the scale of justice is tilted and needs to be straightened with bloody hands, but if you are afraid of getting your hands dirty, the scale will never return to balance."
Youyin was silent when he heard the words. Suddenly, he smiled towards Nan Fuguang.
"You're right. We will always die if we enter the Big Sun Mine."
"I am very satisfied to be able to take away a few guardians before I die. So you have to remember what you said. You will make sacrifices for the right things, so don't regret it. This is not your fault and has nothing to do with you... …It’s just that the straw that broke the camel’s back happened to fall today, that’s all.”
But the straw that broke the camel's back happened to fall today.
That's all.
……
The dazzling sunlight was isolated from the scorching earth, and the smell of blood penetrated his nose but became more vivid and three-dimensional.
When Nan Fuguang's breathing became heavier, she heard a man's deep voice in her ears.
"It is easy for people to lose themselves once they are exposed to a power they have never encountered before."
"Unprecedented novelty will arouse the original restlessness in their blood."
"The Big Sun Mine was once in an imperfect but absolute balance. The weapons you gave allowed mortals to gain the power of those who cultivated immortality and became Taoists, thus breaking this balance."
"Did you see it?"
"War."
This pig-killer talks a lot of nonsense.
"Many people will die because of this today. If they don't have the weapons you gave them, they may not die...at least they won't die today. Aren't you afraid of this?"
Nan Fuguang looked at the pig butcher silently.
The latter smiled.
It's like sighing or sighing.
"You are still you."
The ground trembled under his feet, making it impossible for Nan Fuguang to ask the butcher what the last four words meant.
There were cracks in the ground, and the violent shaking caused the running people to fall to the ground regardless of their status.
Amidst the deafening sound of the mountain exploding, the monster imprisoned deep in the Da Ri Mine Mountains was revealed to the light again. Its snow-white scales were exposed to the sun again, making a "sizzling" sound, and its hair seemed to be burned by fire, emitting a burnt smell.
The supervisor flashed in mid-air, and the second-level fairy weapon snow blade refracted dazzling light in the sun. Duan Nan raised the sickle high and tried to drive away the monster——
However, this monster is probably really not within the category of beings in the Three Realms and Six Paths. That rare immortal weapon cuts into its scales, just like cutting into the toughest dragon scales in the world. After the metal friction makes a harsh sound, it cannot hurt a single hair on it!
Duan Nan quickly withdrew his weapon, and then pulled the monster's ear with one hand as if to climb higher. However, the moment his hand touched its hair, naturally appeared behind him in mid-air, as if torn apart by invisible hands. A dark crack in the space——
Like a living creature, the crack gradually expanded. When the monk in the Nascent Soul stage suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked back, "Awu" wrapped it up and swallowed it up...
The gaps flicker, close, and disappear in one go.
Nan Fuguang: "..."
After witnessing all this with his own eyes, Nan Fuguang could only think of three words in his mind: Unbelievable.
Who put this thing out? !
Then there was a strange breathing sound from far away, hidden among the roars and screams, but the heavy breath could clearly pass into the ear bones, as if something was breathing close to behind.
That was a sound that could only be heard in the mine tunnel before. With each breath and call, there seemed to be countless broken whispers pouring in, endless words urgently telling something.
It was obvious that Nan Fuguang was not the only one who heard this sound. The people who were running stopped and turned around——
They are shrouded in shadow.
In the sky above the Big Sun Mine, a monster they had never seen appeared. Its huge body blocked most of the sunlight, its head towered into the clouds, and its drooping ears swayed. From time to time, black cracked ores fell like raindrops. .
The oppressive feeling caused by the huge size difference makes everyone feel the fear of suffocation.
Every time the monster moves, it can crush a large row of houses. A long chain is dragged on one of its legs. The large row of black and gold talismans on the chain have been torn apart. As it raises its legs, it is rolled up. A few talisman fragments scattered in the wild sand like fallen leaves.
As the house was trampled, black cracked empty ore crackled down from the sky. The big guy moved his body clumsily, seeming to be choosing a suitable angle every time he stepped down——
Until a certain time when the monster landed, several guardians were trampled into a pulp before they even had time to scream.
It seemed that something was exploding under its feet. The monster raised its feet, and its fur-covered claws moved in mid-air. A strange roar of joy came from the sky...
The black cracked empty ore stopped falling.
Whatever this guy is, he really hates monks.
Nan Fuguang pulled down the hand covering his eyes, and for the last moment, he glanced at the place in front of him that could be called a hell on earth.
Yellow sand.
Blood.
stump.
An unnatural creature whose origin and specific lethality are unknown.
She once again held the "cat's ninth life" hanging around her neck.
This time the time turner once again showed its instability. Perhaps there are too many life forms involved in reversing time, or perhaps the monster in front of you has a strange resonance with the product of the black cracked sky ore——
The fox that was supposed to have two tails began to crack from its head, and the cracks produced a dazzling light!
The monster in the clouds seemed to be aware of it, stopped moving, and made a humming sound. Its drooping ears swayed as if it turned its head towards the south to help the light. It arched up, lowered its head, and the golden beast eyes on the back of its head slowly opened. .
The sound like a human whisper is getting louder and louder in my ears, like the chirping of insects in summer, like the ice in winter melting and sinking into the impure sea, like the cry of thousands of unjust souls imprisoned underground in Dairi Mine, like the wild fox under the moon in the forest mountain. Cry——
When the entire time converter exploded into pieces with a "bang", the yellow sand in front of him rolled up into a vortex like a sandstorm, and everything in his ears was reversed in the gap of time.
The strong wind blew, and Nan Fuguang staggered back, her shoulder hitting the strong chest behind her. It turned out that the pig butcher had been standing behind her.
"Pig-killers, why are you talking nonsense and asking questions? When the scar is opened, it will always hurt and bleed, but only in this way can it be healed."
At a very close distance, Nan Fuguang grabbed his collar with his backhand and pulled the man with a faint smile on his face to him——
He was forced to bend over.
She raised her chin slightly and looked at him, her eyes shining with determination.
“There are never too many ‘shouldn’ts’ in my dictionary.”
"Oh."
The man chuckled.
"Then let's wait and see, Sister Fairy."
From now on, every step was a desperate one, and there was no turning back for her.
That's okay.
From now on, just keep going.
(End of chapter)
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Alas, in the end, it was because of the miners' riot + Zhuang Zhuang was released. Too many people died, and more people would die, so a time turner was used