Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 286 What is true and what is false?

He felt his body become lighter again.

Then, he felt his soul leaving his body and the ground was falling. He saw his body lying in a pool of blood, debris scattered around, and the last ray of the Divine Phoenix Fire extinguished.

There are still many wounds on the body, bleeding is still slow, and the heartbeat has stopped.

A thick red mist surged around.

"Did it fail again?" he wondered.

Upon closer inspection, he got good news and bad news.

The bad news is that he seems to be really dead, and the good news is that he can't feel any pain.

No, the rules haven't been released yet, which means I'm not dead yet.

As he thought about it, his consciousness surged, and he saw the mountain covered by a large red mist, and there was a dead silence in the mountain. This was the insect domain where he had exploded out of control, covering a radius of thirty miles.

He saw passers-by straying into the edge, and they stood there like zombies, being suppressed.

No one can come in.

Finally, his consciousness returned and he checked his body and confirmed that he could not wake up on his own.

"This power of pollution is deliberately killing me. If this continues, it will end sooner or later."

He carefully analyzed the current situation and found that the healing power of the Suzaku bloodline was no longer able to revive the body. The only hope was the Divine Phoenix bloodline, but it had been used up.

I made a mistake. I should have reported my whereabouts in advance so that someone would come and collect the body. Now I can only watch the body slowly die.

Who can come to the rescue?

At this time, he noticed someone dozens of miles away breaking through the insect domain's suppression and walking in.

He is a Taoist from Nanxuan.

But he found that Taoist Nanxuan was in a very strange state. He turned out to be a monster covered with red hair, surrounded by the aura of death. He appeared on a deserted road, looked at the sky, and seemed to find white ice.

Taoist Nanxuan then laughed strangely, "Innocent boy, are you about to die? How do you feel?"

Bai Bing didn't speak. In fact, he couldn't speak and could only watch everything.

Then, he saw Taoist Nanxuan open his arms and pray to the sky.

"Rules, there are mortals who dare to offend and blaspheme God. Please revive the sacred power and break free from the shackles. Please return the power of rules to me.

I will protect the Suzaku clan for generations to come."

He was praying, and as he whispered, the surrounding red mist entered his body, and he was like a sponge.

Bai Bing felt that his strength was rapidly draining along with his vitality.

He still didn't speak.

Perhaps feeling that this was too slow, Taoist Nanxuan stopped absorbing the red mist and walked towards Qiu Shan Temple.

He seemed to be very familiar with the power of the Suzaku Insect Domain. He quickly reached the foot of the mountain with a step of several hundred feet.

"Thank you for being a stepping stone. I will erect an inscription at Li's house to commemorate you." Taoist Nanxuan smiled sadly and walked onto the path.

Bai Bing watched indifferently.

But the moment Taoist Nanxuan stepped up the mountain with his left foot, he froze.

His consciousness sank, his eyes became distracted, but he was still laughing.

…

Taoist Nanxuan moved very quickly. After a few breaths, he reached the top of the mountain.

"What's going on?"

Taoist Nanxuan frowned because the red mist around him disappeared and the top of the mountain was flat, with only a few old pine trees and not even a ruined temple.

Wrong place?

He walked around the mountain and found that there was nothing. The red mist disappeared without knowing when, as if it had evaporated together with the white ice.

He had no choice but to go down the mountain, sit on the rock, look solemnly, and start to deduce.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "No, this is an illusion. That kid is giving me an illusion."

Taoist Nanxuan opened his eyes and found that he was still at the foot of the mountain and had not yet taken the first step.

"snort!"

He flicked his sleeves and went up the mountain again.

This time, he came to the mountain smoothly, only to find that the mountain was the Li family.

Ancestor Yunhe saw him and was shocked: "Nan Xuan, didn't you offer sacrifices to heaven?"

Then, Yun Zhong also came. He burst into tears and held a sword in his hand, "Master, my good disciple is here to kill you!"

What the hell!

Taoist Nanxuan waved his sleeves again. This is really an illusion, and the layout is so fake. It doesn’t make sense anymore, right? Are you going to deliberately humiliate me?

Breaking the illusion, he found that he was still at the bottom of the mountain, and his left foot still hadn't stepped out.

"What a powerful thing. He failed to go up the mountain to destroy the ancestral elephant before. Is this the kind of continuous hallucination he encountered?"

He thought for a moment and then took his foot back.

Has this kid learned to use this ability?

Taoist Nanxuan stopped trying to climb the mountain and started to deduce directly.

Bai Bing watched indifferently. He was in a special state now. He could even see Taoist Nanxuan's mood, and he began to think about it in his heart.

It’s really a leaky house and it rains all night. The only hope is gone. How to break the situation?

Taoist Nanxuan is different from Patriarch Nanxuan. His cultivation level is actually not high. He can easily stop him, but that's all.

He began to think seriously about when the Taoist people started to lay out the plan. It was so perfect. When he recalled those words, he felt trembling with anger and feeling cold all over.

Soon after, Taoist Nanxuan woke up and shouted towards the mountain.

"Asshole, I'm here to save you!"

Seeing no response, Taoist Nanxuan waved his sleeves, picked up a branch, found a flat ground, and started writing.

Until he saw those fonts, Bai Bing finally began to feel uneasy, and the sky was filled with red mist.

He fell silent.

Taoist Nanxuan threw away his stick and shouted towards the top of the mountain.

"I understand your situation. You don't trust me, right? Then who do you trust? I'll let him come over!

I understand, I won’t embarrass you, I’ll find her and don’t move around here.”

Taoist Nanxuan left, and Bai Bing did not stop him.

He looked at the words on the ground and fell into deep thought.

【You are being polluted】

【Don't believe everything you see】

Could it be that the Taoist is not the villain, but that I have been contaminated and my perception has been distorted?

He was completely confused, unable to judge the true from the false, unable to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

After his physical death, he had this sense of panic for the first time.

…

The Zhongzhou incident subsided.

Ancestor Nanxuan paid his respects, the divine manifestation of the Divine Phoenix Clan disappeared, and the Xuanwu Clan also wandered around and returned.

They began to quickly move out according to the original plan to kill the evil cultivators.

The largest evil cultivator alliance in Zhongzhou, Wuji Sect, is the first to bear the brunt.

Although Patriarch Nanxuan forcibly delayed it for two days, many evil cultivators have already hidden themselves, but as a wealthy family, they can still catch people if they want.

They suppressed and killed hundreds of evil cultivators, and then the cause and effect came out.

These people who kill many evil cultivators are all crazy.

They killed people they saw and started talking nonsense, saying that the people around them were evil cultivators and wanted to kill him for revenge. They suffered from persecution paranoia.

The monks who have killed several evil cultivators are in good condition, but they like to have nightmares and kill people in good dreams.

This is a very serious matter, and it is obviously related to the "rules" implemented by Nanxuan. With the efforts of various tribes, they soon discovered the rules:

Those who directly or indirectly kill evil cultivators, or even those who are just a part of the plan, will suffer mental confusion.

The more you kill, the more unstable your mental state will be, until you go crazy. Even if the symptoms are mild, it will take a long time to recover.

This curse does not distinguish between groups of people or realms, and will take effect on all living beings with a mind.

The higher the level of the evil cultivator who kills, the more serious the "curse" he will bear.

"Nan Xuan has provided a protective umbrella for evil cultivators in the world." Someone concluded.

In this way, the elimination of evil cultivators will bear a huge price, thus providing a chance for evil cultivators in the world to survive.

"This Nan Xuan still poisons all living beings even after he dies. As he said, he is really an immortal ghost."

An ancestor of the Divine Phoenix clan frowned, "It's not that big of a deal. If we don't kill, we can just let others do it."

"Go ahead and set off immediately, convene a Zhongzhou Conference, and go to the Suzaku Clan together. We will clean up the evil cultivators first. I am upset just looking at them."

…

The meeting was held urgently, and the theme was to help the Suzaku Clan eliminate the evil cultivators, and it was unanimously approved.

So the masters from various clans came to Cangxuan Continent and came to the Li family.

The Li family troops came to the city.

…

(End of chapter)