The night is deep, and the wandering stars are interwoven into a net, covering the whole world

Under the tiger roaring City, countless torches with thick and thin arms are continuously arranged. With the blessing of the immortal family magic of the practitioners, the light blends into a piece, shining like the day.

After a whole day's fighting, the nearby water was drained away, and the bricks and rocks from the ruins of Huxiao city were used to build simple dikes, which expanded the area of isolated islands and gradually connected them together, like the land on the bottom of the sea.

In such a large open space, with porridge pot as the core, it was divided into independent areas by the banner of various sects, and a large number of trenches, pits and walls were dug out. On the compacted ground, there were stone locks, stone hammers and other instruments for cooking muscles and bones, as well as weapons such as swords and halberds.

There are also airtight barracks, in which there are secret testing magic weapons of various sects, which are specially used to test the roots and spirituality.

"Drink! Drink

Countless skinny victims, like wild dogs, have not yet recovered from the terrible flood. They climb over pits and walls, and grind themselves with stone locks and hammers. They will not give up even if they are full of blood. The victims who have learned some swords, guns, sticks and martial arts are even more desperate to dance big guns or steel knives, Water won't pour in!

This is the major sects, in Huxiao City, open the mountain gate, recruit.

These days, although three legged toads are hard to find, and two legged people are everywhere, most of the people are not covered by clothes and food, and their arms have no three Liang flesh. When the wind blows, they will become limp, and they can only waste food, which is of no use to the cultivation sect.

When natural disasters strike, people are treated equally. Not only do ordinary people want to escape, but also wealthy families who have the strength to drink and eat meat, build up their health and improve their martial arts skills.

Even if you can't be an inner disciple, it's more than enough to be an outer disciple or a servant or tenant of the vassal family of the sect.

What's more, these people are different from the local people recruited by the cultivation sects in their respective spheres of influence. In order to survive, they are willing to sign the deed of sale.

It is the so-called "during the period of cultivation, if you want to die and flee, you should be safe with your destiny. Even if you succeed in cultivation, you must serve your master and the sect for life. If you have a different heart, everyone will be killed."!

These strong and strong people who have left their hometown and signed the deed of sale are the best sources of cannon fodder for the cultivation of the sect.

For example, two immortal masters fight with each other, and "pa" one palm thunder passes by and kills dozens of disciples of the opposite sect, who are basically the same ones.

Or to explore extremely dangerous relics, mysterious demon caves, or to fight with the enemies of Bailian cult, huntian army, Youyun ghost riding and so on. Of course, these people are the first to send out.

All these things were told by Dan Fengzi to Li Yao.

This makes Lee Yao even more disgusting, and he can't stand it for a second.

In Huxiao City, another more fierce dispute is breaking out, including six sects, such as taixuandao and zijijianzong, and many Central Plains sects who have joined in the disaster relief. That is how to allocate the huge resources left by Huxiao hall, including magic weapons, crystal stones and low-level disciples of Huxiao hall.

Li Yao knew that the low-level disciples of Huxiao hall, even if they might have participated in the activities of the Heisha cult, were not doomed to die. Instead, they were sent to the major sects to "strictly control" and give them the opportunity to "reform their minds and start a new life".

Looking at those high-level friars, who are like hungry hyenas, rushing to the huge corrosion of Huxiao hall and tearing off bloody stinky meat, Li Yao is really disappointed with the "noble and decent" of these ancient cultivation world!

He finally understood that these "respectable families" came here to reap benefits under the guise of disaster relief, just as Huxiao hall leader and Heisha sect leader said.

If most of the ancient Xiuzhen were not of this virtue, how could the super civil war spread all over the world and destroy the whole ancient Xiuzhen civilization?

Even from the experience of "chaos" master bayanzhi, we can see through the true face of most of the ancient practitioners!

More and more Li Yao didn't want to stay in such a decadent world of ancient cultivation. He couldn't wait to return to the world of modern cultivation civilization.

Even if it is to deal with the ruthless Human Empire, or the emotionless and mechanical covenant alliance, it seems that it is better to mingle with these respectable guys and listen to their nonsense of "acting for heaven, killing demons and demons"!

Lee decided.

As soon as the Bailian cult is over, I'll find an excuse to travel for a period of time and go to the No.2 satellite of the ancient holy world to build the torch!

He walked around alone in the vast night, farther and farther away from Huxiao city.

Behind is the city with bright lights and extremely noisy, and in front is the smelly and rotten fields ravaged by floods.

But he couldn't tell which one was the ghost and which one was the world!

All of a sudden, Li Yao smelled a slightly irritating aroma. It was a kind of rich and mellow medicinal wine, mixed with seven or eight kinds of meat aroma, which was soul stirring.

Faintly heard in front of very far away, came laughing.

With great curiosity, Li Yao carried his nose and walked in the direction of the fragrance.

After walking for a long time, I saw a shabby sampan leaning against a small mud pit under a crooked neck tree killed by thunder.

A big pot was set up next to it. I didn't know what it was cooking. The aroma made the lid of the pot crackle. It almost condensed into milk white smoke.

There is also wine. Dozens of jars of old wine are lined up. The wine jars are all shiny and dark golden. The mud seal is also stamped on it. It looks like a majestic tiger. It is the best wine collected by Huxiao hall!

On the small sampan, there are two people sitting in one end. They are the handsome master kuchan who is not afraid of meat and vegetables, but also baxiaoyu who is ragged and dirty!

Master kuchan and Ba Xiaoyu seem to be old friends who have known each other for many years. They have no rules.

Ba Xiaoyu copied it casually, took up a jar of old wine with his psionic power, broke the mud seal, poured the yellow and honey like wine into two big ladles, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Huxiao hall, these bunnies, kill people, set fire and commit many kinds of crimes. That's worse than a mangy dog! But these "bear heart, leopard gall and tiger bone wine" are the best in the world! The first time the beggar saw Duan's father and son drinking, he was so greedy that even the insects had to come out along his throat. He wanted to jump down, punch one by one, knock over the arithmetic, and drink all the old wine

"After a year of hard work, I finally wait until today. In the monk's words, it's really Amitabha, wonderful! Hey, monk, here are 30 jars of wine. You can drink one jar, and the rest of the beggars can drink it. If you are not enough, you can eat more meat! "

Having said that, Ba Xiaoyu holds the water ladle in both hands and opens her mouth. Regardless of the demons in the blood demon world, Li Yao has never seen anyone open his mouth so wide. A mouthful of "gudu", a big water ladle of bear heart, leopard gall and tiger bone wine, will be gone!

"Oh!"

Ba Xiaoyu gave a earth shaking hiccup and said with a big laugh, "if you can't finish the wine in the glass, you can't cut off the evil head. Happy, happy!"

He was not in a hurry to pour the second pot of wine, but he spread his fingers and sucked two more jars of wine with his psionic power. With a shake of his arm, the two jars of wine were thrown high into the air and smashed to pieces with a bang!

"Lei Yin men! Qingxia city! Wuxiangzong... And all the people who were killed by Heisha sect, all the practitioners and ordinary people, you can finally close your eyes today! "

Wine, like rain, is in full swing, like broken stars, falling on the dark earth.

Master kuchan sighed, holding a string of rosary beads the size of his fists, he floated in the air, slowly rotating in a series of quiet and stable scriptures, giving off a very soft light.

"What kind of no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Ba Xiaoyu suddenly opened her eyes, spat and scolded Li Yao.

Li Yao frowned. He didn't hide himself. He came here in a big way. Although there was no light here, he could never be recognized by Ba Xiaoyu's accomplishments under the stars.

Since we know who he is, why is this attitude?

Li Yao felt that Ba Xiaoyu, a beggar, had a strong hostility to him.

Li Yao is sure that Ba Xiaoyu, the beggar, and master lingjiu are strangers and have no grudges.

"Lao Ba, don't be impatient."

Master kuchan stops reciting, opens his eyes slightly, smiles at Li Yao, and turns his head to Ba Xiaoyu. "I see that the heart of the spirit vulture benefactor's brow is still firm, and his eyes are sharp but not hurt. Although he is murderous and faintly shrouded in the seal hall, he doesn't mean that he is cruel and cruel. He doesn't look like a person who is bereaved, crazy, cruel and murderous

"It's said in Xiuzhen world that he once washed several tribes without leaving a dog or a chicken, and his fame spread all over Wunan. The monk knew that Lao BA was jealous of evil, so he didn't want to be with such people."

"But in the monk's opinion, I can't see that the present benefactor of spirit eagle is such a person."

"Or, there is something hidden in the matter, there are rumors that are wrong, and there are rumors that are wrong. After all, it was nearly a hundred years ago; Or, after receiving the inheritance of Yan Zhu, the sword maker of Dazhou, the spirit vulture benefactor really realized the truth, changed his ways, and became a new man! "