v5 Chapter 697： Witches rule the world, the beginning of slaughtering gods

Chapter 697 Witches rule the world, the beginning of slaughtering gods

After half an hour.

Xi Mo took a green fruit thrown by Chen Luo and swallowed.

"Eat it, otherwise, die!" Chen Luo coldly sent a sound transmission from the soul, staring at him with a pair of eyes.

Needless to say, this fruit is naturally the longevity fruit that Seamo mentioned earlier.

Xi Mo glanced at the dead or wounded thieves all over the floor, especially the three tripod-lifting masters who had lost their breath, picked up the longevity fruit, and bit down.

Oh my god, what kind of person did I meet!

Just a dozen or so breaths ago, the young man who seemed to be the leader of these people grabbed himself and flew up, and soon caught up with the gangster who was about to go to the next village to commit murder. A thief, but was easily wiped out by the little girl who seemed the most harmless in this group of people.

In his eyes, the three mighty people who held the cauldron could not withstand even a single punch in the hands of the little girl. I can't see the difference between them and those minions at all.

Seeing that Xi Mo was eating happily, Chen Luo relaxed a little, and quickly picked a fruit from a tree half a person's height, and sent it to a group of Bodhisattvas.

"Master, you eat first..."

Yixing Bodhisattva frowned slightly: "This is watered by human blood..."

"Master, take a closer look!" As he spoke, Chen Luo pointed to the corpses of the life thieves on the ground, and saw that the flesh of those corpses was melting at different speeds, and the faster ones had only bones left.

That's not to mention, even if it turned into a skeleton, the skeleton began to change, as if it had experienced several years of vicissitudes in an instant.

"It's hard to say whether the living beings here are living beings or not, and they can't be viewed from the perspective of the Great Thousand World."

"This fruit is not the cause of what I waited for, and it is just a coincidence to get the fruit."

"Furthermore, we still have unknown dangers ahead of us on this trip, and Master's help is indispensable! Master, your survival is very important to us!"

Hearing this, the party took a deep look at Chen Luo, and sighed deeply: "It is the duty of the poor monk to protect the Buddha."

After finishing speaking, the party took the fruit and took a hard bite.

"How?" Chen Luo asked with concern.

Yixing took a few more bites and ate the Shouyuan Fruit. The aging on the face was visible to the naked eye. After sensing it for a moment, Yixing nodded to Chen Luo: "Ten days of longevity, effective!"

Just as Chen Luo was about to speak, he suddenly came to his senses and smiled wryly: "Master, I didn't mean to let you test the poison."

"After all, someone has tried."

As he spoke, Chen Luo glanced at Simo who was standing there dumbfounded.

"The poor monk knows." A group of Bodhisattvas smiled and didn't say anything more, but urged, "Buddhas should also eat quickly!"

At this time, Yinggou, who had been obediently waiting by the side, saw that the party was fine, and quickly raised her hand: "I'll try it first, I'll try it first!"

Chen Luo smiled and took another one from the decimal number, and threw it to Yinggou: "Don't worry, there are still twelve, enough for you to eat."

Yinggou took the Shouyuan fruit, took a bite, then frowned, her little faces squeezed together: "It's so sour!"

"Don't eat, don't eat, one is enough for me!"

Yinggou looked at the longevity tree, with a look of disappointment in his eyes, and heaved a long sigh.

"Thieves, it's so unpalatable! Pooh, oh, oh, oh!"

Chen Luo couldn't help laughing, took off two more, threw one of them to Han Qinhu, took a bite of one himself, and said: "Sharpening a knife is not a mistake for a woodcutter."

"Let's take some time and do two big things first!"

Yinggou, who was still disappointed that the Shouyuan fruit was not tasty, was immediately distracted by Chen Luo's words, and asked, "What's the big deal?"

Chen Luo pinched Yinggou's face and said, "Learn to speak, ask the world!"

There is a way to know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

Because of its connection with Jianmu, the secret land of Haoli Mountain is much higher than the Wangchuan I experienced last time, and even created a small world by itself. And from the matter of Shouyuan, it can be found that this small world is full of weirdness.

The goal of Chen Luo's trip is to find Chen Xuan, and to store the origin of the ancient heavenly way in Haoli Mountain. It will take a lot of effort, and there must be a lot of difficulties and obstacles. In addition, the white lotus false Buddha is unknown. Eyeing like a tiger, so understanding the world is the foundation of everything.

Before, because of one day of longevity, Chen Luo didn't have the energy to take care of many things. Now that he ate a longevity fruit, he gained ten days of longevity, so it is very important to spend some time to figure it out.

As for "teacher"...

Chen Luo looked at Nasimo again.

He should know a lot about life-saving things like jade coffins, right?

…

Fengdu, the imperial palace.

Lin Huang was meditating on the rug, when suddenly he had a sudden whim and opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty?" Shangguan Wan'er, who had been standing by the side all the time, saw Lin Huang woke up, and hurried forward and said, "Do you have any orders?"

Lin Huang shook his head slightly and sighed.

"The light movement of the road, the whim, I am afraid it has something to do with Chen Luo!"

"Haolishan, it's not that simple!"

Shangguan Wan'er heard the words, thought for a while, and said, "King Fengdu is stunningly talented and powerful, and with King Shouguang and a group of Bodhisattvas escorting him, there shouldn't be any problem."

"After all, Mount Haoli is only transformed from fragments of the Dao of Heaven, and the highest power bred will not exceed the Quest Realm! It is almost impossible to have the existence of the Semi-Saint Realm!"

"King Shouguang and Bodhisattva Yixing are both strong men over nine thousand miles away. King Fengdu himself can fight across borders. Your Majesty, please rest assured."

Lin Huang looked at Shangguan Wan'er and chuckled, "You still know how to talk!"

"However, what I'm worried about is not the natives in the secret realm, but the White Lotus Pure Land!"

"After they lost in Wangchuan, they must be cautious about the choice of secret places."

"I don't know if they have hidden means in the secret place of Haoli Mountain."

"And..." At this point, Linhuang's words suddenly stopped.

Shangguan Wan'er smiled: "Your Majesty is worried about that sister of King Fengdu?"

Emperor Lin let out a long breath, and nodded: "What does his sister in the Yin-Yang realm have to do with Zixiao Palace!"

"Zixiao Palace..."

Linhuang murmured again, and said, "Go, bring me the tobacco rod."

"I want to take two sips, calm down!"

"Yes." Shangguan Wan'er responded obediently.

…

Two days passed in a flash.

During these two days, Chen Luo and his party, Han Qinhu and Yinggou used soul-to-spirit communication and began to learn the language and characters of this world.

After all, they are all people with strong spiritual sense. From the hand gestures at the beginning, to simple words, and then to intermittent conversations, in a short period of time, everyone can already speak fluent "Haolishan dialect". Especially tricky vocabulary, or some weird accents, can already communicate normally.

Of course, except for the firefly hook.

It's not that Yinggou's consciousness is not enough, the main reason is that she started to feel sleepy as soon as she studied, and later, she found an excellent way by herself.

"Well, let's play dumb..." Yinggou said to Chen Luo proudly, so that she wouldn't have to study.

In the end, Yinggou's obsession with freedom was defeated by the temptation of the five flat peaches, and she followed Chen Luo through the whole course after stumbling.

As for how much he has learned, only Yinggou knows.

After two days of contact, Chen Luo also learned the basic information about Haoli Mountain from Ximo.

Here, they call it the tree world. The reproduction of living beings depends on a kind of sacred tree called "fetal tree". When a man and a woman want a child, they will go to the fetal tree to pray, and drip blood.

If the fetal tree approves their request, it will only take ten days for a fetal fruit to grow on the fetal tree. After ten months, the fetal fruit will mature and will turn into a baby when it falls to the ground. Children of men and women.

The fetal tree is not the only one. With the fetal tree, you have the foundation to become a party.

For example, the Xilili tribe where Simo lives has a fetal tree, so the Xilili tribe is also the owner of this area.

Educating people with trees... This sounds very Jianmu style.

"But... will the animals also go to pray for the sacred tree?" Yinggou, who was passing by, became interested and asked after hearing this statement.

"For example, if two pigs go to worship the **** tree, will they give birth to piglets?" Yinggou couldn't help giggling as if thinking of this scene.

"My lord, those animals' eggs are naturally not like this." Seamo replied respectfully, "Every spring, the fetal tree will produce a kind of thin fluff, which will be scattered everywhere in the tree world with the wind."

"If a female undergoing copulation happens to inhale this thin floc at this time, she will be able to conceive successfully."

"So every spring is the season of estrus for animals!"

"However, this kind of floc has no effect on our creatures."

Hearing this answer, Ying Gou felt bored and turned to leave.

"Then, does this longevity have something to do with the fetal tree?" Chen Luo continued to ask, "You said before that longevity is bestowed by the gods, have you seen the gods?"

"If you don't take this longevity fruit, how do you bestow longevity?"

Listening to Chen Luo's series of questions, Xi Mo cupped his hands and replied, "My lord, this is a big deal."

"It's okay, you say what you want. If I don't want to listen, I won't listen." Chen Luo replied while beckoning his party and Han Qinhu to come.

Naximo looked at Chen Luo again, no matter how stupid he was, he already knew the background of people like Chen Luo.

They are obviously very skilled, but they don't even know the most basic common sense, and they have to learn from themselves, and encounter life crisis as soon as they show up. These behaviors have completely exposed their identities.

They are hermits after the power struggle failed!

Now, want to join the WTO!

Xi Mo waited for the arrival of Yixing and Han Qinhu with great eyes, and then said: "So that the nobles can know that people are divided into five classes in the world today, and this class is related to longevity."

"They are: Witch, Teacher, She, Li, and Mo."

When Chen Luo heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

witch?

Was it the Heavenly Dao race that existed in the barbaric era, was defeated by the Yaozu, and withdrew from the Heavenly Dao stage?

Here too?

"Go ahead!" Chen Luo urged.

At this moment, Seamus suddenly heard a beep. Xi Mo raised his head and looked at Chen Luo with some trepidation. Chen Luo frowned slightly and asked, "What's going on?"

"I haven't contacted the tribe for two days, they are looking for me."

As he spoke, Simo took out a small wooden box the size of a palm from his arms. At this moment, the small wooden box trembled slightly, as if something inside was constantly hitting the box cover.

Seamus smiled and opened the lid of the box, and a wasp the size of a fingernail flew out of it immediately.

"Gentlemen, this is the angelica bee." Simo explained, "Within three thousand miles, when summoned by the queen bee, it will return to the hive. It is often used to judge the life and death of those who go out."

"If I die and crush this wooden box before I die, then the angelica bee will also die, and the queen bee will not be able to recall it."

"It's amazing creation!" Chen Luo nodded, "Let it go, let your tribe know your safety."

Seamus nodded, stretched out his arm, and let the angelica bee sting on his arm. After the angelica bee stinged, it immediately flew away in one direction.

"Okay, let's go on, how are people divided into five classes?" Chen Luo asked again, bringing up the previous topic.

"It is said that in ancient times, there was a sacred tree in this world, which supported the sky and the earth. Later, for unknown reasons, the sacred tree collapsed. The trunk turned into mountains and ravines, the leaves turned into big rivers and lakes, and the roots turned into fetal trees. The fruit on the tree turned into the creatures of this world."

"Everything competes, and there are winners and losers. One of them, although not many in number, has extraordinary fighting power, and soon swept the tree world and became the ruler here. This branch calls itself a witch! Since then Dominating this realm until now.”

"They are the first-class people in this world. When other races see them, they have to give up three points and respectfully salute them. If they are disrespectful to witches, they deserve to die."

"In the legend, the ancestor of the teacher was a visitor from outside the sky, with extensive knowledge and clear principles. He was regarded as a teacher by the Witch King."

"The ancestor opened the altar and received many believers. He didn't leave blood, but only passed on the mantle. Now everyone who enters the altar and receives the mantle is a teacher."

"When the witches conquer the world, there are always people from other tribes. These races have different shapes, some have wings on their backs, some have three eyes, or have webs between their toes... After the witches rule the roost, they will go to The people are mixed into one clan, called 'She'."

"Sorcerer, teacher, and she are noble books." Xi Mo said with longing in his eyes.

Chen Luo smiled lightly: "You have three eyes, so you must be a savior?"

Simo quickly shook his head and said, "No, it's the fourth level, subordinate."

"The slaves are the descendants of those who were enemies of the witches." Seamo sighed, "It's a pity that my ancestors didn't have vision. If I had defected to the witches early, I would be a nobleman now. "

Said, Simo opened the skirt, and saw a strange symbol mark on his chest. Chen Luo learned the characters here, and recognized that the mark meant "sin".

"This imprint, passed down from generation to generation, distinguishes the Sheren from the Liren."

After hearing this, Chen Luo was a little curious: "You are in the fourth rank, so who is the fifth rank?"

Simo looked at Chen Luo with a strange expression, and said, "The fifth class, it's like..."

Having said this, Simo pointed to the bones with those names on the ground and said, "That's them."

"There are also people from the two villages ahead."

"They are all fifth class!"

"Little Luozi! He means that people who look like us are the fifth class!" Yinggou also ran over at some point, and saw the meaning in Seamo's eyes at a glance, and quickly reported it.

"No, no, I definitely don't mean that." Seamus lay down on the ground again and saluted, "You all have great powers, and you are definitely not the last ones. I don't dare to underestimate you nobles!"

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and dragged Yinggou to sit beside him, looked at Simo again, and said, "Get up and talk. Of course we are not the last man, but you have to explain clearly what the last man is."

Only then did Seamo stand up again, and explained: "Returning to the nobles, the last man... is indeed somewhat similar to the nobles, that is, the eyes and ears, the hands and the feet, and there is no other physical peculiarity."

"This low-level person is a defective product of the Heavenly Dao. His body is weak, his wisdom is not displayed, and he is most useless!"

"In addition, no matter what race it is, if it is born of mixed blood with the last man, it must be the last man!"

"As a result, the last people are often driven to remote areas without seeing the prosperity!"

After listening to Xi Mo's explanation, Han Qinhu was expressionless, and Ying hooked his fists angrily, while Chen Luohe and his party smiled similarly, understanding the reason.

In the big world, the human race is the primate of all things. Before Chen Luo, the three ways of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism shined in the sky. The splendor of the human race is like a stretching scroll of beauty, and the arrogance of the human race is like a sky full of stars, dazzling and dazzling. Why is it that the most human-like creatures here are the last human beings with weak bodies and no wisdom?

The reason is actually very simple, the way of heaven here is not good!

After all, it's just a fragment of the ancient heavenly way, and it can't bear such a splendid race like the human race. In the end, it was just such an inferior race that evolved.

After thinking through this level, there is no need to be angry. Chen Luo continued: "You said that the division of the five races is related to longevity, what is the relationship?"

"Don't be secretive, just say it together!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Xi Mo quickly responded, "I don't know the nobles, the reason why the upper three clans are called nobles is because they have the right to distribute life yuan!"

"When a creature is born from the womb tree, a period of longevity is born out of thin air in this world! But this longevity does not fall directly on the fetus, but gathers in the Shouyuan Lake!"

"Shouyuan Lake is a mysterious place in the dark. It is said that only gods can sense it!"

"God connects Shouyuan Lake, takes out Shouyuan, and bestows it on the fetus, so that the fetus can grow."

"The rule passed down from ancient times is that once the last person passes thirty, his strength will decline and he will not be able to handle heavy tasks. Therefore, the last person's lifespan must not exceed thirty!"

"That's why the oldest people in the village that the nobles saw were no more than thirty years old."

"So you can see that these fate thieves are also young and strong. The reason why they dare to grow the longevity tree and go against the sky is nothing more than because the longevity is approaching, and they are desperate to fight."

"A scribe can have a lifespan of one Jiazi. However, a scribe can accumulate credit and exchange life yuan with the gods, and at most they can exchange it for another Jiazi!"

"Among the upper three clans, Sheren's lifespan is two Jiazi. Accumulated merits can be exchanged for one Jiazi at most."

"As for the teacher, although the lifespan is determined according to the original race, but on that basis, you can accept lifespan offerings, and you can accept up to three Jiazi."

"As for the Wu Clan, there is no life limit!"

"Without the limit of longevity, wouldn't that mean immortality?" Yinggou asked again.

"No, there is no limit to the longevity, but the physical body has a time limit." Seamus explained, "According to the theory, a witch can live until the body dies."

Listening to Simo's explanation, Chen Luo felt fresh.

There is such a way of heaven?

"Let's talk about the gods." Chen Luo continued, "You've been talking about the gods allocating longevity. What's going on?"

"My lord, the gods are the masters of the womb tree!" Ximo seemed to have expected that Chen Luo would ask this question. As soon as Chen Luo asked, he immediately responded, "A creature born on the womb tree has a lifespan of Distributed by this god."

"Among the gods, shamans are the most, followed by sheren, and finally teachers."

"Oh? God is a job, not a person?" Chen Luo immediately discovered the key point from Xi Mo's words, "How can one become a god?"

Xi Mo was taken aback by Chen Luo's question, but since Chen Luo wanted to ask, he could only answer bravely.

"The villain doesn't know about this matter."

"But the villain heard a few words from the elders of the tribe when he was drunk, so I don't know if it's true or not!"

"You say what you say, we will tell the truth from the fake!" Chen Luo said lightly.

"Yes..." Seamus replied, and explained, "There are probably three ways to become a god."

"First of all, the old **** has fallen, and the fetal tree has no owner. At this time, the fetal tree will recognize its own master, and if it is recognized by the fetal tree, it is the **** of this fetal tree!"

"Secondly, I heard that some womb trees are not born naturally, but grown from branches on a certain womb tree. This kind of womb tree is the child tree, and the original womb tree is the mother tree."

"The **** of the mother tree can appoint the **** of the child tree!"

"The third is to fight. As the name suggests, it is to seize the control of the fetal tree from the hands of a god, so as to become a god!"

After Xi Mo finished speaking, Chen Luo and the others fell into deep thought.

Seamus: ⊙(◇)?

Hey, hey, don't you want to learn about the world? What are you thinking about? What's so meditative about this? Why do you all look so excited?

Afterwards, Chen Luo and the others communicated in the language of the big world.

Seamus: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ

what are you talking about? Why did you suddenly laugh?

"If it's the child tree's control that was seized, does the **** of the mother tree have the right to take it away?" Han Qinhu suddenly switched the language of this world while chatting, and asked Simo.

Seamo broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this.

what's the situation?

These people seem to be really thinking about assassinating the gods and snatching the fetal tree!

"Well... Once the gods are confirmed and connected to Shouyuan Lake, they are actually equal in status." Seamo was nervous, but his own life was more important, so he chose to answer honestly, "It's like the **** of the mother tree. The key to the room was given to the **** of Zishu, and the old **** has no way to restrict what the new **** wants to do in the house."

"That's a good metaphor!" Chen Luo gave a rare compliment, and then smiled kindly.

"Seamus, you have been of great help to us."

"We're going to visit the Sicilian tribe to thank them!"

"Come here, tell us what happened to the **** in your tribe?"

"Let's see what better gift to prepare!"

Simo: ()

I'm done...