Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 157 The source of strangeness

What makes Bai Bing admire is that his face is intact, but only that face.

His body was shriveled, with many holes, as if his body had been hollowed out, and his head was like a deflated balloon, half shriveled.

The face was reflected from the mirror, collapsed and distorted, like a three-dimensional abstract painting, staring at him with empty eyes.

"Do you know him?" the girl asked.

Bai Bing nodded, "His daughter is still in my hands. I didn't expect her death to be so tragic."

The girl frowned: "Why do you curse people? Could it be that attaining enlightenment and ascending to heaven means death in the eyes of you evil cultivators?"

Anyway, she knew that she was an evil cultivator, and Bai Bing couldn't bear it anymore. He pointed at the corpse and said, "Are you blind?"

The girl said: "This is the remnant."

Bai Bing said: "It turns out that in your eyes, death means ascending. I just feel so disgusting. Is becoming an immortal really so attractive?"

The girl said: "The evil cultivator is really perverted. He regards attaining enlightenment and becoming an immortal as disgusting. I can't understand it."

Bai Bing: "..."

Forget it, no excuses, he felt that if he talked too much, he would become a psychopath.

When he arrived, he realized that these people were mentally polluted and saw a beautiful world.

If she hadn't been defeated, I would have really wanted to use the Qingxin Sutra to save her.

He looked towards the room.

By the way, there is nothing suspicious in this room, no "fairy fruit", no insects or shed skin. How did Sect Leader Song Yu die?

In addition, the entire sect is empty and there is no living person. Is it possible that all of the Spirit Sword Sect has been escorted away?

Just as he was thinking about it, there were footsteps outside the door. It was the monks from Luoyan Valley who had arrived.

They looked a little disappointed. Seven people left, seven came back, and none of them died. It seemed that they had not found an opportunity.

"Hey, you're back so soon?"

Bai Bing leaned against the door, smacking his lips and said, "Didn't I delay your becoming immortals?"

Yiluo Yangu's disciple stared at him, his expression not very good, "It's not that easy to become an immortal. If you ruin your chance, I'll see how you will regret it later."

Bai Bing shook his head and walked away.

The disciple was not convinced and poked his head into the room, "What did you find? Let me take a look."

Suddenly, there was a pop.

Numerous blood holes suddenly appeared on the body of this Luo Yan Valley disciple, and insects poked their heads out, then spread their wings and turned into glowing dragonflies and flew away.

His head also began to shrivel, like a deflated balloon, and fell into the room with a pop.

Song Yu's dark eyes looked directly into his eyes from the mirror.

Several disciples were stunned.

They looked at Bai Bing and became more and more excited, "Brother Zhao, we were wrong. Can we continue to follow you?"

This brother is still reliable. Following him, he immediately ascended on the spot, but this person's attitude is a bit bad.

Bai Bing was silent.

He turned around, looked at Song Yu's terrifying eyes in the mirror, turned around and left without saying a word.

Several disciples also happily followed.

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The red light on the horizon is sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and the Spirit Sword Sect is like a cemetery.

Occasionally there was a ticking sound, which was the blood dripping down from the second floor, forming a pool of blood.

Occasionally, insects squirmed in the pool of blood, crawled out, shed their skin, spread their young wings, and buzzed away.

There are no fairy fruits blooming everywhere here, and there are no "fairy spirits" that lead to the ascension. How did they die?

The ticking wooden clock, or Song Yu's room?

Bai Bing's thoughts were serious, and he felt increasingly uneasy.

He had a hunch that if he didn't find the real pattern and kept walking randomly, he might die suddenly at any time.

This time he changed his target and deliberately looked for corpses wherever there were more corpses.

So he found a room with seven or eight corpses piled up.

This is actually the Treasure Pavilion. The room is not big, and the surrounding formations are layered and intact. It looks like an important place at first glance.

Lighting the oil lamp here, he saw a row of display cabinets placed against the wall, divided into many grids.

In each display grid, there are some strange fruits, magic weapons and the like. Some of them are empty. The strange fruits fell to the ground and were chewed twice.

The strange fruit looked familiar. He saw eyeballs, sarcomas, and more strange things in the pine forest.

Looking back at the corpses, they probably ascended after eating.

"Oh my god! Fairy fruit! There is fairy fruit here!"

There was a scream from behind, and the remaining six disciples of Luoyan Valley ran over, their eyes red, and they tried to grab it.

Bai Bing looked at the strange fruits, his eyes turned pale, and with a few bang bang sounds, these spiritual fruits exploded.

Having a pair of super-powerful eyes is very useful and can kill people at the speed of light.

Several disciples were trembling with anger. Bai Bing smiled and said, "Why, you don't accept it?"

The disciple said angrily: "Do you think this can prevent us from becoming immortals?"

Bai Bing ignored it, pointed at the broken "fairy fruit" and asked: "Do you know these things? Just eat them casually?"

"These are all Taoist specialties." The girl came in and took a look and said.

Daomen?

It's all Taoism anyway.

Bai Bing looked around and found that there were indeed a lot of Daomen things here, but many of them were souvenirs with the Daomen logo on them.

"The relationship between the Taoist sect and the Spirit Sword Sect is actually very good. On the 200th anniversary of the sect's establishment, we gave each other some gifts," said a Luoyan Valley disciple.

So that's it. Bai Bing nodded and said, "What else do you know? It's related to Taoism?"

He vaguely felt that Taoism had something to do with the sudden death of these people.

"I said, can you give me a chance to become an immortal?"

What an outrageous request? This is what Bai Bing said: "Okay."

The disciple said: "The Taoist sect gave the Lingjian Sect a Taoist seal diagram. It is said to be a treasure that contains the great ways of heaven and earth."

"Where?" Bai Bing asked.

"Follow-up answers will be charged." The disciple held out two fingers, "One piece of information, one chance to become an immortal, and this is your second one."

He finally figured it out, and thought that he still needed to rely on this person to ascend to the Tao, but prostitution for free would not work.

"..." Bai Bing said, "It's easy to talk about."

The disciple puffed up his chest and said with a smile, "I don't know where the Dao Seal is. I only heard that Song Yu, the leader of the Lingjian Sect, copied the Dao Seal onto the stone tablet for all the disciples to understand.

I do know where that seal tablet is."

"Where?"

The disciple twisted his mouth and stretched out three fingers.

Bai Bing said: "Deal."

So the disciple pointed in a direction.

Bai Bing narrowed his eyes and walked in that direction.

Guanbei Hall.

As soon as Bai Bing walked over and touched the mechanism, the stone door rumbled open, and a strong fishy smell hit his face.

The hall was brightly lit, and the ground was covered with corpses.

The shriveled corpses were mixed with black blood and squirming insects, making it look like a scene of massacre.

There were at least several hundred corpses from the Spirit Sword Sect, which was not a large number. They included almost 90% of the Spirit Sword Sect's disciples.

No wonder it's so deserted outside, they all died here.

The six disciples took a breath of cold air and said, "The entire clan will ascend!"

"Fairy light, and fairy light!"

When a disciple saw the glowing dragonfly that hadn't flown away inside, he ran over, his face showing morbid excitement.

Then, they all stopped.

Facing the stone tablet in the center of the Hall of Enlightenment, put your hands together and sit down cross-legged.

Hiss

Their bodies cracked, and insects as thick as fingers crawled out, transforming into flying insects and flying away.

There were six more bodies on the ground.

Bai Bing's body felt chilly. If their deaths were irregular in the previous times, this time it was very obvious.

That stone tablet of enlightenment!

Bai Bing thought for a while and took out a small mirror. It was a makeup mirror left by Senior Sister Hongxue in the retreat cave. He didn't expect it to be used so many times.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the mirror became blurry.

He turned his back to the stone tablet of enlightenment and saw what was on the stone tablet through the blurred light of the mirror.

Countless carved lines form a painting.

There are many whirlpools drawn, one after another, reflected in the mirror, and appear blurry due to water vapor.

These vortices are very abstract, a bit like Van Gogh's abstract painting "Starry Night".

He felt something familiar, was it the "Seal of the Tao" of the Taoist sect?

If you look at it carefully, you will feel as if you are deeply trapped in it. The heaven and earth are dizzy, and the divine sounds of the avenue are gurgling, as if thousands of gods and Buddhas are chanting sutras around you.

"What are you doing?"

The girl's voice came, and he finally broke away from the dizzy feeling, breaking into a cold sweat.

That’s right! The source of death is this painting!

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(End of chapter)