Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Ancestor Yunhe came personally with this letter.

There was a smile on his face, as if something wonderful had just happened.

Li Qingsi was very angry when he saw it, "Why are you laughing?"

Ancestor Yunhe was startled, and this stopped him asking, "No, on this great day, I think of some happy things, what's wrong?"

But then he reacted and frowned, "Why are you talking?"

The little girl treated your ancestor with this tone in the film. What kind of upbringing did she have? Looking back, I won’t deal with Li Tiansu.

Li Qingsi snorted coldly, didn't want to pay attention to him, and used a wooden comb to comb the white fox's hair.

Yunhe didn't pay much attention and handed over the letter.

"This is a letter Nan Xuan gave me a long time ago. He said that not cleaning up the weirdness and pollution in this world was his biggest regret in his life.

He also said that if you can do it, I will give you this letter. If one day the evil cultivator is destroyed and my Li family is no longer around, I will burn it directly.

So now, it should be considered realized, right?

Please open this letter yourself, I won't read it."

Li Qingsi took the letter. The envelope was well preserved. There were fingerprints on the paint on it, and the fingerprint grooves were clearly visible.

"He wrote it himself?"

Bai Hu said: "When you left the letter, did you say anything?"

"No."

Yun He shook his head, "Not long after he left this letter, he disappeared, and he didn't say to remove it, but I think he meant that he probably didn't intend to get involved in these things anymore.

Apart from mentioning you specifically, I didn’t say much.”

"I know." Bai Bing said.

When Li Qingsi heard this, he put the letter aside and continued to comb his hair.

When Yun He saw this, he thought to himself, should he avoid suspicion? If I said I didn't want to see it, then I really wasn't going to show it to him?

Forget it, don't look at it.

After watching Yun He leave, Li Qingsi put down the wooden comb and said, "Just throw it away?"

She guessed it was some kind of congratulations, or some kind of vision he had for the Li family in the future, showing his grand plans.

It would be fine if it really succeeded, right now? Wouldn't it make the already bad mood even worse?

She touched the white fox's ears and felt a little distressed.

After working hard for half a life, I even ascended to the point where I became like this, but in the end it was all in vain.

"My father said that the most important thing is the process. As long as you do it, it will have meaning." She whispered.

The white fox flicked its ears and said, "Let's take a look."

What if the whereabouts of Taoist Nanxuan are among them?

Besides, who knows if something strange happened to Yun He, I just wrote a letter to him, and while I was feeling numb, it didn't matter if I stimulated him a little bit more.

"All right."

She opened the letter, and the white fox turned to read it, but was moved away. She smiled and said, "I'd better read it to you."

She unfolded the letter and glanced at it.

[When you read this letter, I may no longer be here.

I told Yunhe that we must wait for the evil cultivator to win a great victory before opening it. If he disobeys my request and opens it privately, it will only make you more uncomfortable and desperate.】

After reading this, her expression changed.

I thought it was something like congratulations, why is it like this?

"Keep reading."

Bai Bing squinted his eyes and fell asleep, and said calmly that he had experienced too much, so this despair was nothing, it was like this anyway.

She continued to read:

[But if you have really realized all the dreams of evil cultivators——

First of all, congratulations to you for doing something that I couldn't do before.

Secondly, I want to tell you something that Nan Xuan has never said before, about his ascension experience and the reasons for his awakening.

As early as hundreds of years ago, he was an unparalleled genius. He practiced Taoism at the age of six, built the foundation at the age of seven, developed the golden elixir at the age of nine, and developed the Nascent Soul at the age of fifteen. Twelve years later, he has reached the state of Dzogchen.

There are many inspirational rumors in the world, such as how Nan Xuan had a weak foundation when he was young and only got three stars in the spiritual power test. Later, he showed his talent as a monk and became a saint by counterattack. They are all used to comfort those losers.

He has been a peerless genius throughout his life, so there is no counterattack and he has not encountered any difficulties in his cultivation.

Until before ascension.

Hundreds of years ago, he was still the most powerful man in the world, with the starry sky above his head and his subjects at his feet. The Shenhuang Clan, which was in its prime, had to retreat three points.

Before his ascension, there was a very grand ascension ceremony, and countless old friends, fellow travelers, and even old enemies came to visit him.

This world once had great kindness and admiration for him, until he ascended and saw some incredible things.

When a person is about to die, he can peek into the world, and in the process of ascension and transformation, he discovers the only and most dangerous opponent in this life.

That is himself.

He woke up, and at the most inappropriate time, he discovered that he was actually being parasitized. There was a powerful life form in his body, which had been crawling, eating, biting and polluting him throughout his life.

, numbing his flesh and bones.

Every time he washed his marrow, the parasitic thing in his body was eating away at his body and excreted feces.

Every time he has an epiphany, the parasitic thing inside his body is transforming and evolving, and then secretes some special mucus to excite his brain and count it as a reward.

Every time he takes the elixir, the parasites in his body are nourishing and growing;

He didn't notice all these processes because he was used to the existence of everything and took it for granted.

Until before ascension.

Because it's time for the parasite to shed its shell and it's time to kill it.

Only then did he realize that the only thing that belonged to him was his last ounce of reason and his hollowed-out skin as thin as a cicada's wings. He had no room for resistance and could only be swallowed up in despair, taking the world with him.

The most important secret is to die unwillingly, spreading pollution all over the world and harming future generations.

This is not a nightmare that he has to go through, it is also a nightmare that all ascended people have to go through. It is the only moment in their lives for those talented people to see the truth.

What is hell like?

No one knows, even if it really exists, because everyone who has seen it is dead without exception, and dead people cannot speak.

But he didn't die. He was resurrected in a miraculous way.

I told Bai Bing about this method. He was saved by a "memory backup" thing, which was from the Fallen Fairy Era. As we all know, things from that era were always magical and incomprehensible.

The method of resurrecting him is complicated. It can be simply thought that this is an alternative "parasite" that locks the host's consciousness in the form of "data". What is locked cannot be changed, and therefore cannot be changed.

pollute.

The parasite can't kill him, so he can't ascend.

But this also gave birth to another existence, that is me.

At least before Nan Xuan ascended and returned and went on a killing spree, we were the same. It was hard to tell who was the main body and who was the clone.

I came to Wuyou Township and became Taoist Nanxuan, but he came back from hell with a body and parasites comparable to those of an ascended person.

From that moment on, he was no longer a returnee who had seen hell, he was hell.

After some simple killing and cleaning, he discovered some patterns:

The pollution in this world cannot be cleaned up like this, because it is a rule, and it is the immortal path that is polluted, not the people.

Every race is under the control of parasites. The more powerful the race, the deeper it is controlled.

All races, especially ancient races, are collectively controlled by a "will".

Their abnormal actions are surprisingly similar. The reason why I think there is a common will is because when Nan Xuan becomes the biggest threat, the parasites in their bodies will always unite all the weirdos to kill him.

There are plans, strategies, traps, and pollution. It's like a living person, controlling everything behind the scenes. Everyone, all ancient races are his puppets.

In the end, he was defeated, cut into pieces, and suppressed at the foot of Duanyun Mountain. It was not at all because of the Divine Phoenix Clan or the internal rebellion of the Suzaku Clan, but because of the strange events and abnormal insect swarms all over the world.

How could a powerful man who was already the best in the world and had experienced ascension be easily defeated by the whole world's attack?

But even after he was defeated and suppressed, he still didn't find out where his real opponent was, or even knew who he was.

So, here’s my advice.

If you think that when evil cultivators rule the world, that is the end of the road, and that pollution and weirdness are completely eliminated, then you are simply too naive.

It is no exaggeration to say that he was extremely close to this goal back then, but he did not do it because it was 80% wrong.

The battle is not over yet. When your dreams come true, please remember that there is still such a gaze looking at you in the abyss:

It cannot be seen, it cannot be probed, it exists forever, and it possesses supreme power.

It is ruthless and indifferent, and never releases anything other than will. If it does, it is all a trap.

It will kill all those who resist and give you a fatal blow when you are most relaxed, turning everything into nothing and making the world silent again.

Please be careful with it.]

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