Chapter 1343: Heaven Is Silent, but Shows People Through Images

Chen Xun's eyes moved in the empty space of time again.

In this ancient era, women had a high status in the human race. They nurtured the human race and were the creatures of the human race who made the greatest sacrifices, just like the women who had sex with men in Fu Shijiao.

Ying Xiao's parents went out hunting and died after they got the chance to obtain the corpses of demons from the outside world.

Those skills were brought back by a wind wolf. Since then, Ying Xiao's personality has become taciturn, and he has become a corpse hunter who may die suddenly one day.

He wanted to become stronger, so strong that he could protect the tribe for thousands of years.

Only the refining period is enough...

Although this idea seems simple and ridiculous to the creatures of the strong race, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven for the blood-eating race. The environment of the great world of immortal cultivation does not allow them to rise or resist.

Ying Xiao crawled towards the demon burial ground in the battlefield of Tianlei, his flesh and blood blurred. He ate the creatures of his race just like the demons ate the creatures, and because of this, the fear disappeared in his heart.

But the Nascent Soul Stage seemed to be the limit. He could not touch the threshold of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. He had no immortal cave, no spiritual veins, no guidance from seniors, and no knowledge of alchemy.

For a small tribe of a thousand people, it took all the efforts of everyone to survive.

Compared with the future of the human race and the great plan of heaven and earth that Chen Xun saw, Ying Xiao was just an ordinary person. It was enough to protect a thousand people. As for whether the tribe would be gone after many years, if it was gone, it would be gone...

In the future, Ji Jiuxiao, the leader of the human race, was born and led the human race to counterattack the Three Thousand Worlds. Chen Xun could not help but feel a little absurd.

Ying Xiao was the portrayal of all the human races in the Three Thousand Worlds. No one had a racial concept, not even the billions of races today.

He felt powerless in such a situation. How did the Human Emperor do it...

His current strength can indeed protect a group of human races, but what he protected was just a group of lonely ghosts who had lost their hearts, which was no different from Fu Shijiao’s pastoral care.

Chen Xun seemed to have understood what Chong Jin said.

"Human beings." He said lightly.

Roar!

Ying Xiao was still roaring like a bloodthirsty beast. His eyes were bloodshot and he said nothing. He was no different from a beast. He would not betray their position even if he died.

"Live in your own way."

Chen Xun looked around the mountains and rivers. "God is spiritual. All races in the world coexist. If they can live, you can live too. I hope we can meet again one day."

He did not help Ying Xiao in any way, not even a little bit of his injury.

Chen Xun in black was not an emotional creature. He would not have pity on the human race of this era, nor would he educate the human race. He came to this ancient era with his own mission.

After saying that, he turned into a brilliant fairy light and left.

But the dawn light under Chen Xun gradually shone on the roaring Ying Xiao, who trembled like a sieve, and the bloodthirsty roar gradually subsided.

He didn't understand what Chen Xun said, he only knew that he survived.

And the amazing opportunity left here is also his!

Ying Xiao was dull by nature, he only knew that Chen Xun let him go, he prostrated himself, his head smashed heavily in the pool of blood: "... Thank you, Shangzun!"

"Thank you! Shangzun!"

"The sky is silent, showing people with images, the human race..."

A fairy sound was faint and faintly transmitted between heaven and earth, hesitating to speak, and seemed to carry a sigh and a faint smile.

This world was frightened by Chen Xun's power, and no demon dared to approach.

It just happened to fulfill Ying Xiao.

And when he looted these demon corpses, he actually looted a small magic spell for the Qi Refining Period that nourishes spiritual medicines - "Water Spirit Secret", and also a book on spiritual medicines for beginners.

It was actually written in human language! He could understand it!

Ying Xiao was overjoyed, keeping it close to his body, and the speed of plundering and devouring became faster, even though the changes in his body were getting more and more serious, but this was his way of living.

As long as he could reach the Refining Void Stage, he would be invincible!

And these two things might just be dropped by Chen Xun accidentally when he flew too fast.

…

Somewhere outside the Xuanwei Tongtian Tower.

Yuan Chengsi's legs were weak and he didn't obey. The ringing of the Chaos Bell didn't bring anyone. The extraordinary scene a year ago had already shocked him for a whole year, and he still hadn't recovered from it.

As for why he didn't die from the aftermath, it was naturally because the fairy treasures of the Fushi Sect were not vegetarian, even if they were on the Fairy Spirit Ranking.

Of course, the most important thing was that Chen Xun had been protecting this old man.

On the plain. Gradually, a young man with a mountain axe on his shoulder and a smile on his face came over. He called out softly, "Master, what a coincidence?!"

"... Lao Liu." Yuan Chengsi came back to his senses, showing great joy, but he was furious and shouted, "Lao Liu! Do you still have my master in your eyes?!"

"Do you still know what it means to respect your teacher?!"

"Let the world be so wanton!"

"Today, I will let you see what your master's reputation is - the power of the Ten-Li Sword Saint!"

Yuan Chengsi was furious, raised his sword and killed Chen Xun, with smoke and dust rolling, and exuding an invincible power. When he drew his sword, he was even more chic. I'm afraid he was also a handsome man when he was young.

Boom—

The smoke and dust were just right, filling an area of ​​ten miles.

Chen Xun's eyes slightly opened. Being chased by Yuan Chengsi madly, he was really afraid that if he exerted his strength and resisted carelessly, his master would pass away peacefully.

Half an hour later.

Dust rolled, and the sky was filled with rosy clouds. The torn sky here was naturally the fastest to mend, and a ray of morning light gradually shone.

An old man and a young man walked on the road.

Chen Xun put one hand on Yuan Chengsi's shoulder and laughed: "Don't be angry, old man, I will follow you back to the sect."

"Hmph, you are sensible!"

Yuan Chengsi didn't mind Chen Xun's casual attitude at all, and pretended to be angry, "That was a battle between immortals, how could you watch it, so you want me to collect your body?!"

He had just listened to a lot of Chen Xun's explanations, which probably meant that he hid in the Tower of Babel to watch the battle, which was very reasonable.

"Master, there won't be a next time."

"This time, I got your master to come here so you can escape. You won't be so lucky next time!"

"Master, that peerless immortal is actually the master?"

"Um... uh..."

Yuan Chengsi was stunned. In fact, there was no resemblance. He changed the subject and said angrily, "Old Six, don't try to guess the immortal. The heaven and earth have immortal karma. If you think too much, you will be affected."

"Hehe."

"What are you laughing at?!"

"Hey, Master, let's go, go home, go home. Shouldn't our sect get together and have a feast?"

"Fuck!"

The old and the young cursed on the road and walked farther and farther.

Yuan Chengsi scolded Chen Xun so much that he even cursed his own master, saying something like an ancient formation that seemed to be lurking under the underworld...

Chen Xun laughed at his master's experience and coaxed the angry old man all the way.

Not long after.

A mighty roar of killing came from the distance, quite chaotic, it is not difficult to imagine it is a mob.

"Little guys, the sky is clear, the rain has stopped, the demons have retreated, rescue the Sixth Master!"

That was the mighty roar of the Flame Red Ancient Lion, rendering the sky as if it were on fire, "Charge!"

"Charge, charge!" Qingxie excitedly echoed there, "Save the Sixth Brother!"

Yue Xuan, the little King Kong, also came, followed by several sweaty little mountain gods. Judging from their posture, it should be a consensus of "cooperation", and they had to come even if they didn't want to.

He said fiercely: "The demons retreat! We will leave after rescuing the Sixth Brother! Don't... roar! Don't hit us!"

In the last few words, Yue Xuan, the little brother, seemed to be giving himself courage and roaring to refresh himself.

He stared at the ground, where an old man and a young man with dark faces seemed to be speechless at their antics...

"Huh?!"

"It's Master and Sixth Senior Brother!! They're still alive!"