I, the Great Emperor Fengdu, are you trying to trick me into playing with strange rules?

Infinitely extended front and rear.

The starting point that is frozen in place.

The strange scene overwhelmed the director of the Demon Suppression Division at that time.

The cold sweat on his forehead flowed and flowed.

The weird hiss behind him roared and screamed.

A pink liquid began to spread from the ground, initially in a small layer, gradually covering the soles of his shoes.

It's like a monstrous beast about to begin digesting its food.

The director of the Demon Town Division was naturally unwilling at that time.

I went crazy and kept running.

After all, he didn't know what else he could do except keep running.

I don't know how long I ran for a long time.

Finally, he stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground hard, with a large bloody hole in his forehead.

Blood flowed on the ground.

The pink slime blended with it.

He screamed in horror and kept wiping the pink slime from his face with his hands.

Pink slime touched his body.

A hot sensation came from all over the body.

It was as if it had been burned with fire.

It's like being fried in oil.

He squirmed on the ground, like a dog, his paws stretched forward, clutching weakly at the pink slime that rose higher than ever.

Suddenly, he caught something in the slime.

It was the corner of a round object.

He didn't have time to think about it so much, almost subconsciously, so he took it out.

A wonderful feeling arose.

But he didn't know where that feeling came from.

I only know that the hotness in my body has subsided.

Even the pink slime seemed to have lost its support, completely retreating.

The surroundings suddenly became silent.

Even the monster that shouted at the beginning is gone.

He had some suspicions that he was dreaming, but the truth was telling him that he was out of danger.

Something less than real took a few steps forward.

Suddenly, he realized that he had escaped the curse of being frozen in place.

Because the marked stone pillar has left at this moment.

Even the light at the mouth of the cave in front of me became clearly visible.

He swallowed, grabbed the round object and wiped it on his body, and ran out of the cave as fast as he could.

And it was exactly as he expected.

He actually left this weird cave.

After coming out.

The white fog is long gone.

It was as if he had left the mountains.

Because the sun overhead is so hot, so warm, so ... It's reassuring.

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help but laugh and cry.

The experience since this trip has been like a nightmare, and I don't know when it will end.

Now it's finally over.

How could it not be exciting?

But his excitement quickly dissipated.

Not far away, at the foot of the locust tree, he saw a series of footprints.

The footprints bear heavy marks.

It's like a person carrying something heavy on his back.

Think of the people and goods of those caravans.

He could almost be completely sure that it was left behind by the caravans.

Almost instantaneously.

A chill ran through his whole body, and his chest rose and fell violently.

He was sacrificed....

This situation seemed normal to his memory.

Whenever the people of those caravans encounter something that cannot be overcome.

A cargo will be taken out and sacrificed.

to meet the monsters in these environments.

He had good reason to believe that he had been sacrificed as well.

The strange situation in the cave just now officially illustrates this point.

However, what made him think deeply was whether he was treated as a commodity at the beginning, or was he treated as a later one.

The two represent different concepts of information.

It even directly affects where he goes.

If you decide to sacrifice yourself as a sacrifice in the first place.

So... The people of this caravan will not be afraid of the Demon Suppression Division.

Maybe I've been sold by my boss.

Because his boss introduced him to this job...

At that time, the boss also charged some benefit fees according to the custom, and he didn't think about anything to get tired of.

It wasn't until now that he had come back to his senses.

I'm afraid... There is a high probability of being sold.

There are so many strange species, and he doesn't understand it.

These things were not absent in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and were generally sold as some kind of peculiar ornamental items.

Like what Kunlun slave, Guanyin.

It's a very representative slave.

However, these strange species are indeed unheard of.

There are many things he has only heard of in some market legends.

But he didn't think much about it at the moment.

The sun above him was setting in a trend, and he had to find a way out of this hellish place before day and night alternated.

For now, it is only a temporary escape.

The real danger is not yet known when it will strike again.

The escape began immediately.

Escape from this eerie mountain range.

But because very little is known about this mountain range.

He was like a headless fly, scurrying around the mountains.

Only the sun that always shines in the sky gives him peace of mind.

Just when he was at a loss and anxious.

The compass in his arms suddenly moved.

The pointer above points in one direction.

He was stunned for a moment, then walked away tentatively, half-convinced.

After all, he didn't have a better choice.

Very lucky.

The place that comes out has a clear clear road that leads straight beyond the mountains.

He ran out.

Came to the mouth of the mountain range.

But this wasn't the mouth of the mountain they came in.

Because here, there's no horrible swamp.

The rest is simpler and more complicated.

found a small town, became a blacksmith, and survived incognito for a while.

The compass on his body suddenly moved.

His heart trembled at once, and he thought of his experience of obtaining this compass and the help it had brought him.

He soon realized that this change must have a significant stake in his safety.

Get the compass for the first time and help yourself get rid of the nightmare in the cave.

The second compass movement helped him get out of that terrifying mountain range.

And what is this third time?

His heart suddenly burned.

The compass doesn't hurt himself, he can be sure of that.

So after a while of Qiao makeup and tidying up.

He set off.

But I didn't expect to go this way, and I actually came directly to the foot of the capital of the Great Zhou...

This is the headquarters of the Demon Division.

The imperial capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At that time, the director of the Demon Suppression Division was still a little minion who had lost his cultivation.

When I saw this majestic capital, my heart was surging, but I was a little apprehensive.

After all, no matter how you look at it... I don't seem to have any qualifications to enter this place.

And themselves... I'm afraid it's still a guilty body.

Defecting from the Demon Suppression Division is a heinous crime.

So he naturally wavered about the compass.

There was some doubt that the compass would bring him good luck.

But in the end, after some weighing.

Looking at the pointer on the compass, he gritted his teeth, and still entered the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the hidden capital.

There is a prosperous scene in the secluded capital.

Peddlers and pawns, strange people and strange things, and dignitaries and dignitaries come and go endlessly.

The needle on the compass led him to an old man with a white beard.

The white-bearded old man looked quite fairy-like.

At this time, I was working hard to explain something.

It is simply unheard of to say that broken bones are reborn and meridians are reshaped.

The crowd of onlookers around looked very lively, and kept coaxing to see it with their own eyes.

The white-bearded old man didn't defend himself, but really started to pick in the crowd.

Maybe it's really the luck of the compass.

In the dark.

As expected, he was picked by the old man with the white beard.

What followed was like a dream.

The meridians that were picked off by the caravan people were actually reshaped.

My cultivation is slowly recovering, and it won't take many days before I can return to my previous cultivation.

In ecstasy, he wanted to thank the old man.

The white-bearded old man waved his hand, saying that the meeting was fate, and there was no need to be contaminated with cause and effect.

He listened in a fog, but he didn't think deeply.

Because he is now shrouded in the ecstasy of reshaping the meridians and cultivating them to be restored.

But here's what happened.

But it was like playing a big joke on him.

The people from the Demon Town Division are here.

said that he heard a report that there was an old Taoist priest who deceived in the city.

is selling a fake drug that can regenerate broken bones and reshape the meridians.

This is just nonsense!

Let's not talk about whether it's true or not.

If it's true, what about so many people in the drugstore in the city?

The white-bearded old man didn't pay a penny.

On the contrary, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy respects them every day, and naturally they should take action to rectify it.

How can there be such a thing at the feet of the Son of Heaven?

Spread rumors and deceive.

This is a great sin!

At the worst, you will have your tongue cut off, and your hands and feet will be cut off.

When the people of the Demon Suppression Division came.

The white-bearded old man was gone, like a gust of wind, fleeting.

Only the director of the Demon Town Division was left with a dazed and confused face.

At that time, he was just a minion.

Throw it on the street, and no one will look at him.

Originally, he had made up his mind that he would never have any more dealings with the Demon Suppression Division.

Serendipitously.

Instead, he crossed paths with the Demon Suppression Division again.

It can only be said that fate is impermanent, which makes people smile bitterly.

Just saved his life and reshaped the meridians of the great benefactor.

Now it has actually become the source of indirect pushing him to the Demon Division.

His reaction was very fast, he must not be caught, mobilized the little cultivation he had just recovered, and immediately ran towards the city gate.

The people behind him quickly caught up.

I was vaguely surprised.

I originally thought it was just a mortal cheating old man, but I didn't expect that he was still a cultivated person.

As for why the person who reported it was talking about an old man, what they saw was a young man.

They didn't think much about it.

There's only one person on stage, not

who he is, or who he is.

It's okay to catch people, these subordinates can't work so hard.

Then the whole investigation, tracking, and identity verification.

How much time does it take?

It's better to grab one and go back.

Then receive the bounty.

If not.

I can catch it again, and let the shopkeepers of those pharmacies stuff another sum of money.

That's the right way to do things.

However, the trickiness of this guy in front of them was obviously beyond their expectations.

Going to the city gate is just a trick.

I wanted to hide in the crowd...

Obviously.

The guy they were chasing must be a cultivator with a good mind.

The cultivation is not high.

But a cultivator is already one in ten thousand existences.

It is especially precious under the huge mortal base.

The people of the Demon Suppression Division immediately straightened their posture, and Xiu Wei exploded with all his strength, arrested him, and threw him into the prison, where he was awaiting trial after hearing it.

After all, his cultivation had only just recovered.

has not yet been able to escape the capture of the Demon Division of the Imperial Capital Town.

He was in a hurry.

Cultivation was restored, but God played a joke on him, bringing him to the place he didn't want to return to.

But the most painful thing is yet to come.

After some investigation, the Demon Suppression Division finally found out that he was a member of the Demon Suppression Division.

And has been missing for several years....

That's a big deal.

After several beatings, he was thrown directly into death row.

Just when he thought his life was over.

The compass in his arms gave guidance again.

It was a wilted old man in the corner, gray-haired, covered in rags, with his eyes exposed, but as if curled up in rags, without any light.

He knew that the key to his survival was here.

The compass will not deceive him.

This is his last chance.

Think of it here as death row.

This old man must be some kind of big man who is all over the world, and if he wants to get rid of this killing situation, it is all up to him, can he let the old man help him?

Begin to observe the habits of its elderly.

The old man usually sits in the corner without saying a word, and often stays in a daze for a day, only when the meal is delivered, he will move, and then take away a grain of rice from the rice.

It must be the roundest and fullest grain.

Like a small beast licking food, it licks off its fingers.

The rest of the meal is left at the door and waited until the next time to change it.

And then another grain of rice.

He didn't know what this habit meant.

But he knew that if he wanted to please the other party, he had to start with his hobby.

But this grain of rice really stumped him.

Because if he liked a certain meal, he could have given his own to the old man.

But what is this grain of rice?

He frowned as he watched his sentence draw nearer.

But his progress with the old man has not changed.

I can only look at my own food in a daze.

It wasn't that he hadn't tried to talk to the old man, but the old man ignored his plans and lived like a cold sculpture.

But fortunately, because of the words of the caretaker.

He finally found the key to this.

The caretaker took away the food that had been discarded in the same place and muttered in a low voice: "Qinggao, no wonder the whole family is dead." He

burst into shock.

finally understood the identity of the old man in front of him.

This must be a big man in the court.

If you want to build a relationship with each other, you must start with the people in the DPRK and China.

He pondered for a long time, but for a long time he didn't think that he could borrow any reason.

Because he simply did not have the patience to participate in the handling of DPRK and Chinese officials.

Naturally, there is no name for the officials of the DPRK and China who were exterminated.

Once again, the compass came into play at a critical time.

This is also when he finally realizes the role of the compass.

An unknown obscure scripture comes to mind.

An unknown arcane rune depicts the compass.

Meditate your destiny in your heart.

Fate, so modified.

He became the only son of the last deceased prime minister and lived abroad for more than 20 years.

The prime minister and the old man were close friends.

After the old man was exterminated, the emperor allowed him to make a request before he died.

The old man asked the emperor to pardon him.

The emperor agreed.

He survived and climbed step by step to become the head of the Demon Suppression Division.

In return, he had to sacrifice all his offspring....

The Wheel of Destiny got its name.