Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 263 It’s all a plan

He paused and wrote this sentence anyway.

How stupid the Li family would be if they could hide this kind of thing.

At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from the ancestral hall, like thunder rolling from the sky.

"evil creature!"

Bai Bing was suddenly startled and almost threw the chat mirror in his hand. He turned around decisively and slashed it with his sword.

Boom!

The head of the statue fell off, fell to the ground, and rolled around a few times.

His eyes were extremely solemn. Is this old ghost still alive?

"Nonsense!"

The statue suddenly opened its eyes and said, "I am your ancestor!"

Bai Bing said: "I am your uncle!"

As he spoke, he was about to chop him with a sword, but heard the head say, "I am the ancestor of Yunhe!"

Bai Bing was shocked and stopped the sword in his hand, "I don't believe it."

"Thankfully I learned about this from that girl Qingsi. How dare you hide this from me after you caused such a big disaster?"

The head floated up, flew back unsteadily, and landed crookedly on the statue.

So the statue opened its eyes again and scolded coldly: "Nan Xuan asked me to take care of you, not to spoil you. Why, you still want that girl to wipe it clean for you?

Believe it or not, I locked you up together and thought about it for ten or eight years?"

"This is not good, people will die."

Bai Bing confirmed that this was really Ancestor Yunhe, and hurriedly stepped forward to straighten his head, "Hello, ancestor, your head is tilted."

Then, he took a few steps back and praised: "The ancestor really has great magical powers. He can reach thousands of miles away with just a thought."

"Stop flattering me here."

Ancestor Yunhe said: "I heard that something happened here, but I couldn't contact you. When I learned that Qingsi girl could find you, I asked her to ask. You really don't worry me."

"Wouldn't it save you the trouble of coming here?" Bai Bing explained, "I didn't do anything. They were contaminated and out of control, so I asked them to calm down."

"knew."

I saw the statue raising its hand again, and flames suddenly burst into flames in the ancestral hall, covering many unconscious disciples. Then the flames disappeared and everyone disappeared.

Even the statue of the god faded again and turned into an ordinary stone statue, without any movement.

Bai Bing was stunned for a moment and tried to call out: "Ancestor Yunhe?"

"Yunhe?"

"Yunhe evil disciple?"

The head tilted, then rolled down with a grunt, and spun around for several times without any movement.

Bai Bing's eyes gradually became serious, and he quickly wrote a line of words on the chat mirror.

[Xiaosi: Oh no, a monster came, pretending to be Patriarch Yunhe, and took all the disciples away. 】

After a while, there was a reply from above.

[Xiaobai: The ancestor just used the ancestral stele to channel spirits and came to Yanzhou Ancestral Hall. You don’t have to worry, they are all back. 】

He is really the ancestor? What kind of extraordinary tricks are there? It would be a pity not to deliver the express.

He then wrote:

[Why did the ancestor leave so quickly? Did you say anything to me? 】

[Xiaobai: No, what are you afraid of? 】

[Xiaosi: Oh, that’s okay. I thought it wasn’t, so I even cursed.]

[Xiaobai: The ancestor is watching.]

Bai Bing was shocked, how could this old guy spy on our conversation? He is really an old pervert.

He then wrote:

【I love you so much.】

There was no reply.

After a while, there was a reply.

【Xiaobai: Now he is gone.】

Bai Bing pondered, it turned out that Ancestor Yunhe was really here. I had prepared my wording, but he didn't even ask a word, what does this mean?

He gradually came back to his senses and felt that something was wrong. It seemed that Ancestor Yunhe had always arranged it since he took part in the trial.

As for the Dantang matter, it was handled extremely quickly and decisively, without any delay or asking me why.

He was silent for a while, and vaguely saw what seemed to be a huge shadow behind him.

…

Woodshed.

The beggar saw many people, all of whom were servants.

They packed up their packages, looked nervous, and fled along the path.

Occasionally, he heard words such as "The master is dead" and "Yan Mansion is going to be lost", and he knew what was going on.

But, he just watched calmly.

It wasn't until he saw the sky suddenly turning red and burning with flames that he sighed, knowing that the "god" had finally arrived.

"The Golden Crow Clan can't stop it, and the Vermillion Bird Clan can't stop it either. Maybe this world is really going to be in chaos."

With emotion, he stood up, a vague pressure rising, but soon, a flame mark appeared between his eyebrows, which was a flaming red bird.

The Vermilion Bird Seal glowed, and the spiritual power in his body was instantly suppressed, causing blood to spurt out with a puff.

"This old monster wants to erase my memory seal and then find my organization?"

The beggar sneered, full of sadness, "Those 'fallen immortals' called it 'rule killing', saying that the rules of the insect swarm cannot be known, otherwise they will suffer disaster.

I didn't believe it at the time, but now I know it's too late. It's a terrifying pattern. They want to kill all those who know the rules of the insect swarm.

I'm afraid that if we die, no one in the world will know this secret."

That’s it!

Today I will die to keep the secret!

He raised his head, threw the chain onto the beam, and then wrapped the chain around his neck to form a sling at a high place.

He didn't want to die before because he still felt there was hope. He felt that the "god" would not come.

But now that He has arrived, the seal of his memory is not far away from being broken.

Once it is broken, he will not die alone, but the entire sect will be wiped out.

"The way of heaven is like a ghost, there are no gods in the world!"

I have worked hard for half my life, aiming to strengthen evil cultivators and awaken the world, but now I have done nothing, and there is no hope at all.

In this case, then become a sober ghost. This is the last dignity of evil cultivators.

He stepped forward and looked at the hanging ring with a desperate look on his face, but found that he couldn't reach it.

"My little friend, help me move a stool." He said to a young man next to him who was running away carrying a package.

Unfortunately, the young man took one look at him and found that he was a beggar in ragged clothes. He asked, "The ancestral hall has been blown up and something happened to the ancestors. Why don't you leave?"

"Did the ancestral halls explode?" The beggar pondered. No wonder he felt a huge fluctuation in spiritual power just now. It seems that this is a fierce god.

He felt that the memory seal in the divine sea began to loosen.

"Quick, bring the stool over here!" the beggar said hurriedly.

The young man was very diligent and threw a stool in.

After the young man left, he put the stool under his feet, hung his neck on the sling, sighed, and prepared to hang himself.

Suddenly, he saw a person.

It's the evil cultivator from before who had outstanding acting skills.

Bai Bing had just finished dealing with things over there and was about to ask about Qiu Shan Temple, but he was stunned when he saw it.

The beggar was also stunned.

Bai Bing said: "Do you need me to kick the stool away for you?"

The beggar laughed and said, "I think you are in good spirits and have received the inheritance? You are really in trouble and don't know what's going on."

Bai Bing squatted on the ground and watched.

The beggar put his head on the rope, kicked away the stool, and stiffened his body.

At this moment, he felt a "boom" in his brain and something broke.

Is it a "memory seal"?

Fortunately, there was still time to keep the secret.

This kid is watching me die, but don't stop him.

As the blood vessels in his neck were compressed, his vision turned black and he gradually stopped thinking.

But then he suddenly felt something strange. He was not dead, but his spiritual thoughts became clearer and clearer, and he felt that the familiar power was back.

A majestic power slowly awakened in the body. It was not that the memory seal was broken, but that the seal cast by "him" failed.

God, dead?

He hung in the air, stunned.

He stopped thinking.

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(End of chapter)