Chapter 1790 Unknown Tomb

It can be said that it is already a miracle to survive the catastrophe of God under such circumstances, but now the source is exhausted He lost all his cultivation, and he was still very depressed.

Compared to this, what made him more uncomfortable was the death of those 180,000 souls, which pressed on his shoulders like a magic mountain.

heavy.

repressed.

"squeak!"

A voice sounded, and the door of the room was pushed open. A little boy pushed the door open, and saw Lin Tian woke up, showing a hint of joy.

"You're awake!" The little boy, who was about eight or nine years old, came in from outside the house and said, "My grandfather and I saw that you were seriously injured and bled a lot outside the village, so we brought you back. I’ve been in a coma for several days.” Then, the little boy ran out and shouted, “Grandpa, he’s awake!”

Soon, an old man appeared in front of Lin Tian. He was about sixty years old, with some wrinkles on his face, but his mental outlook was very good. It could be seen that he was in good health. He smiled at Lin Tian and said, "Just wake up. Get some food, get up and eat a little, it's good for the injury."

Lin Tian thanked the old man, walked out of the house, and came to another hut. The old man quickly brought the food, which was very simple, but the taste was not bad.

It was noon at this time. During the meal, Lin Tian learned a lot. The old man's name was Liu Shengde, and the little boy's name was Liu Shengshi. The grandfather and grandson depended on each other, and "little stone" was the little boy's baby name.

"Let Xiao Shitou take you for a walk around the village to get acquainted. I'll stay at the old man's house for the time being. It's fine."

After the meal, Old Man Liu said to Lin Tian. Lin Tian told the old man his name and that he had nowhere to go for the time being. Now that he has lost all his cultivation, he knows that this world is not a fairyland, and he cannot leave this world to return to immortality. Domain or Ten Directions Heaven Domain, and in this world, he really has no place to go, and he doesn't know where to go for the time being.

"Thank you, old man."

Lin Tian thanks.

In fact, at his current age, his seniority is far higher than this old man. However, it is naturally impossible for him to call this old man a junior because of this, which is obviously inappropriate.

"Let's go, Brother Lin, I'll show you around."

Little Stone Road.

Lin Tian and Xiao Shitou went out and walked in the village, the air was very fresh.

Looking around, the village is very big, there are probably more than a thousand households, and there are many people walking back and forth in the village, and there are some big mountains around.

Lin Tian and Xiao Shitou walked in the village, knowing that this place was not a fairyland, but a wild world, but it was hard to care about it at this time. Eighty thousand souls, thinking about his lost cultivation base.

"Brother Lin, you seem very sad, what happened?"

Little Stone looked at him and said.

"nothing."

Lin Tian shook his head and forced a smile.

Little Shitou was a little suspicious, but he didn't ask any further questions.

Lin Tian continued to walk in the village with the little stone, and then night fell slowly, time passed quickly, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

For three days, Lin Tian stayed in the village all the time, trying to find a way to restore his cultivation, but there was no way at all, the source was exhausted, not to mention restoring the previous cultivation, even practicing again impossible.

During the three days, he was often in a daze, thinking about his own cultivation, thinking about his relatives and old friends. With his cultivation base gone, he couldn't leave this world, and couldn't see his relatives and friends again.

And what he thinks more about is still the 180,000 creatures who were accidentally killed by him. These days, as soon as he closes his eyes, his mind is filled with the horror of those people before they died, making it difficult for him to fall asleep, even if he fell asleep. , and kept having nightmares. In the dream, 180,000 dead creatures turned into ghosts and demanded his life.

"Sorry, I really didn't mean to."

For three days, he often talked to himself like this, and his eyes were often confused.

Three days later, on this day, he walked out of the village alone, dug a hole in a barren hill outside the village, and erected a monument, but,

There is no writing on the stele.

Accidentally killing 180,000 people, he didn't know the names of those people, so he could only build unnamed tombs with his bare hands.

Time, day by day, he often walked out of the village and was doing this in the mountains. At night, he was thinking about the past, thinking about his relatives and relatives in the ten directions.

On this day, when he was about to go to Dashan to set up tombs for those 180,000 souls, there was a scream of panic and screams outside the village, and there were more than one black-haired beast outside the village, and there were more than one, more than eighty Around the head, several young people who had just walked out of the village were directly attacked, and one person died tragically in a blink of an eye, and his body was torn to pieces.

"Why... how come there are so many wild beasts suddenly?!"

In the village, the faces of all the villagers changed drastically.

In this world, there are many kinds of savage beasts, all of them are very ferocious, and there are often savage beasts outside the village, but usually there are only two or three of them, and there have never been so many savage beasts at one time. All the villagers were startled, and it was not until the last few breaths that someone reacted and shouted "Help quickly".

At the moment, some other young and middle-aged men in the village hurried back to the house to get hunting knives and spears. Because there are many wild beasts in this world, the people in the village will naturally prepare some sharp weapons that can hurt the wild beasts.

At this time, Lin Tian naturally also saw this scene, seeing a few young people fleeing in terror facing dozens of wild beasts, and the terrified appearance of those 180,000 creatures before death appeared in his mind, without even thinking about it, He rushed out and ran towards the dozens of wild beasts.

"Brother Lin, it's dangerous! You don't even have a weapon!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Shitou couldn't help screaming.

Seeing that Lin Tian rushed out of the village with bare hands and ran towards the dozens of beasts, some other villagers obviously knew that Lin Tian was going to save people, and they were also moved, because Lin Tian rushed out with bare hands.

Lin Tian didn't respond to these people for the time being, and quickly rushed to the dozens of wild beasts outside the village, and saw humans rushing towards them. Among the dozens of wild beasts, there was a savage beast about ten feet high roaring, fiercely facing He rushed forward, biting Lin Tian with his probe, and a stench came out of his mouth.

With no expression on Lin Tian's face, he swayed to avoid it, and at the same time swung his right hand, and punched the brutal beast's neck.

"Aw!"

The savage beast at Zhang Xu Gao let out a shriek and screamed, with blood in its mouth, and fell down straight, without getting up again.

At this scene, all the villagers in the village who were watching immediately turned pale.

"Barehands, just one punch, just..."

Many people were stunned.

"Good... so amazing!"

Xiao Shitou and old man Liu Shengde were also surprised.

At the same time, the besieged youths who were dodging the wild beast's attack also changed their colors. They have been exercising themselves regularly on weekdays. They are very burly and strong, but they are far from being able to kill a wild beast with one punch. But Lin Tian, ​​who was much thinner than them, did such things easily.

"You go first."

Lin Tian said to them, and at the same time landed another punch on a wild beast, causing the wild beast to fall to the ground with a miserable howl.

Now, although he has lost all his cultivation, he used to be a powerful monk after all. Without his cultivation, his physical strength is far from comparable to that of other people without cultivation. Moreover, his combat experience is extremely abundant. Ordinary savage beasts comparable to the third level of body refining, even a group of monks at the divine vein level, cannot be his opponents. He can easily capture the fatal points on the bodies of these savage beasts, and then simply knock them down. ()

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