Chapter 883 Turmoil in the North

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"You don't know what I've been doing all these years." "Full text" Fan Helsing asked in a deep voice.

"What are you doing? I've heard that you swore at the beginning that you would never give up until you wiped out the last zombie."

"That's right!" Fan Helsing raised his eyebrows and said, "I've been chasing and killing zombies all these years, and now there is only one zombie left, and he is the suzerain of our Zuowangzong. However, things have changed now. "

"Has there been a change?" Yang Linglong's expression was filled with confusion.

Fan Haixin's eyebrows were locked and he said solemnly: "I met the suzerain a few days ago!"

"Huh?" Yang Linglong put down the teacup in her hand, and said coldly, "But you tracked him down?"

Van Helsing shook his head and said, "No, he came to see me on his own initiative!"

Yang Linglong was stunned: "He came to see you on his own initiative? Isn't he afraid that you will kill him?"

Fan Helsing's face twitched, his eyes were full of bitterness and he said: "Actually, I have never been his opponent. In the past, he avoided me and didn't want to see me! Maybe he still thinks that I am the only one left in Zuo Wang Sect. disciple, be merciful."

Yang Linglong sat there blankly, suddenly startled, jumped up from the chair and said, "He came to see you in person? You mean that zombie already has a mind?"

The bitterness on Fan Helsing's face was even worse: "He didn't have thinking now, but he had thinking a long time ago. If it wasn't for his mercy, I'm afraid I would have died already."

"How could this be?" Yang Linglong sat weakly on the chair.

Fan Helsing's eyes suddenly became blurred, and he murmured: "After the suzerain came, he restrained me, and then told me the ins and outs of the matter in detail."

Yang Linglong's spirit was lifted, she sat up straight from the chair, and looked at Fan Helsing with piercing eyes. The confusion in Fan Helsing's eyes was even worse, and he said mechanically like a puppet:

"The suzerain said. Our Zuowangzong originally cultivated the power of the soul, but this method is very difficult to cultivate. Therefore, they wanted to invent a kind of exercise. But they did not expect that it would eventually lead to the Zuowangzong. Destruction. Originally, the suzerain also thought he had become a zombie, even though he later possessed wisdom, and his body was similar to that of a human being, and he was no longer a zombie.

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However, when the suzerain broke through the distraction period equivalent to that of a human monk, he suddenly spontaneously generated a certain exercise in his consciousness. Only then did the suzerain know. He didn't know why he took the path of witchcraft. According to the suzerain's subsequent analysis, it may be that he had lost his primordial spirit after turning into a so-called zombie. After that, I don't know why, maybe there is no soul. He could only train his body, and after reaching the stage of distraction, he accidentally sensed the secret method of the witch clan hidden in the way of heaven, which made him completely embark on the path of witchcraft. "

"Then...he...what is the purpose of your suzerain coming to you?"

Fan Hai said with a hard smile: "He said that I am the only disciple left in the Zawangzong, so the responsibility of revitalizing the Zawangzong falls on my shoulders. He will give me a big opportunity to join The witch clan practices witchcraft and establishes a witch religion. He is the witch god. I am the leader of the witch religion."

Yang Linglong's expression changed after hearing this, and she looked at Fan Haixin who was facing him with some hesitation, and finally said coldly:

"You agreed? So, you invited me this time because you want me to join the Wu clan? I don't know what position the leader wants to give me?"

Fan Helsing's face showed a look of astonishment, and then he couldn't help crying and said: "Linglong, do you think I will join?"

"Why not?" Although Yang Linglong still had a questioning tone. But his face softened a lot.

Fan Haixin stared at Yang Linglong who was sitting opposite, and asked in a concentrated voice: "Linglong, I'm afraid you don't know Wu yet?"

Yang Linglong was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, I don't understand!"

Fan Helsing sighed and said, "The Wu Clan's cultivation method is different from ours..."

Half an hour later, Fan Haixin told Yang Linglong about the Wu Clan in detail. Then he said worriedly:

"Our world of cultivating immortals in the vast mainland is a world without belief. We cultivators believe in ourselves and temper ourselves. We are fighting against the sky. Cultivating ascension was originally an act against the sky. Now suddenly there is a kind of Faith, if it cannot be eliminated in its budding state, its believers will spring up like mushrooms after rain, and it will bring disaster to the entire vast continent."

"Then... what do you mean by calling me this time, you want me to join forces with you to kill your suzerain?"

Van Helsing shook his head. With a wry smile, he said: "The two of us are not his opponents together. I invite you this time, just to invite you and me to join forces to deal with those believers who have joined the Wu clan. If you see one, kill one. In this way, those who have not yet joined The monks of the witch clan will be afraid, and they will cut off the suzerain's path to the witch clan from the root. As long as his followers are getting fewer and fewer, and he loses the power of faith, his cultivation base will become lower and lower. Then we will eradicate him , it’s easy.”

"Kill his believers? Can we kill them?" Yang Linglong said hesitantly after looking startled.

"Of course we can't kill them!" Fan Helsing's tone was full of killing intent: "However, we can attack those big forces first. As long as we destroy those big forces, it will have a sufficient deterrent effect."

"What?" Yang Linglong was so startled that she jumped up from her chair again and said, "Has he already built up power?"

"That's right!" Fan Helsing also stood up from his chair, and said in a deep voice: "The suzerain has established several forces, the biggest one is a gang of rogues, and this gang of rogues is not simple, they are called flames. They The organization is very strict, it is said that there are tens of thousands of members, all over the vast continent. I don’t know what method the suzerain used to pull the flame organization into the path of the witch clan. What we have to do now is to eat away the flame organization.”

Fan Helsing's expression became more serious and he said: "The suzerain told me that the slogan of this flame organization is to unify the entire world of cultivating immortals and lead all human beings in the vast continent to the path of Wu Clan cultivation."

The open-air market in Sanxian City is still full of business and bustling with people. Although the things here are not very good, but they are cheap, and sometimes you can really pick up a big deal here. Therefore, many monks are willing to come to this open-air market to trade, even if they don't buy anything, they come here for a walk. Who knows when they will be able to pick up a piece?

At this time, Ling Xiao was walking in the bustling open-air square city, but his eyes were only casually passing over the various stalls, and it seemed that he was not focused on picking up leaks.

In fact, not only Taixuanzong sent disciples, but also various sect forces in the north participated in this action against witches in various ways. If this matter is allowed to spread, it will indeed affect the foundation of the world of cultivating immortals.

As the suzerain of the Chiyang Sect, Ling Xiao naturally had to contribute. Although his current cultivation base is very high, the strength of the sect is still only a third-rate sect, so he had no choice but to fight in person. Now that Ling Xiao has avenged his revenge and regained the Chiyang Sect, his mentality has calmed down. He was originally a majestic body, but now that he has settled down his previous experience, he has become more and more suzerain-like.

At this time, all the statues and temples of witches in the north were swept away by the immortal cultivators in the north, but they still couldn't find the witch. Ling Xiao walked boredly in the city, followed by a woman beside him.

The woman was wearing a pale yellow dress, with a jade pendant hanging from her slender waist, which swayed with her gait. The woman's beautiful eyes did not look at those booths, but instead stared at Ling Xiao beside her from time to time, her eyes blurred from time to time, and her face blushed.

"Brother Ling Xiao, what did you fancy?" The woman asked angrily when she saw Ling Xiao was a little distracted. However, he still tried his best to make his voice gentle.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Zhang, we are not brothers and sisters of the same clan, you should call me Brother Ling!" Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Oh~~" A trace of disappointment flashed in Miss Zhang's eyes and she said, "Brother Ling, what did you fancy in Fangshi?"

Ling Xiao glanced around, and said lazily: "No!"

Miss Zhang rolled her eyes, squatted in front of a booth, picked up a stone, shook it towards Ling Xiao and said:

"Brother Ling, what material is this?"

Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly, took a step forward, squatted beside Miss Zhang, and looked at the stone in her hand. Just glanced at it, and was no longer interested:

"A piece of low-grade material, nothing to look at."

"Oh~~" Ms. Zhang let out a look of disappointment, put the stone back into the stall, then hugged Ling Xiao's arm and stood up, saying:

"Brother Ling Xiao, I'm really useless. Brother Ling Xiao is the best. You can tell at a glance that it's a useless stone."

Ling Xiao frowned again, pulled his arm out of the woman's hand, and said in a cold tone:

"Ms. Zhang, you and I only got to know each other through this battle to clean up the Wu Clan. The time is still short, and we are not familiar with each other. Please, Ms. Zhang, stop calling Brother Lingxiao..."

Before Ling Xiao could finish his sentence, a beautiful voice sounded from opposite him: "Brother Ling Xiao!"

When Ms. Zhang heard that someone called Brother Ling Xiao, she was half jealous and half happy. Since the witch god appeared in the Northland two months ago, and the Northland cultivating world began to crusade against the witch god, the disciples of their Baihua Palace have seen Ling Xiao. Seeing Ling Xiao, countless Baihua Palace disciples took a fancy to Ling Xiao.

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