C19 Death Remembrance

"Xiao Mo hid in the mines for six days, and during these six days, he used Ling Zhan and Long Jie to conceal his presence. Only then was Xiao Mo not discovered by anyone." Sigh, it's already the last spirit stone. " Xiao Mo took out the last spirit stone and sighed. A thick layer of white powder was spread beside him.

In these six days, Xiao Mo was constantly absorbing spiritual energy from the spirit stones to recover from his injuries. He had used up all of the spirit stones on his body to make up for his injuries, and Xiao Mo's injuries had also mostly healed. Putting away the last spirit stone for reserve, the Xiao Mo quietly left the crevice.

"Most of those people have already entered the deeper parts of the mine, I can use this opportunity to escape." It wasn't that the Xiao Mo didn't want to follow them to the depths of the mine, but he knew his own limits and thus suppressed his curiosity.

They did not run into anyone else along the way. Furthermore, there were traces of a fight everywhere in the cave. Xiao Mo could see more than ten corpses lying on the ground, which was a testament to the brutality of the battle. Suddenly, Xiao Mo shifted his body and threw a palm strike to the left. A flying sword was seen piercing diagonally into the right wall of the cave, and a figure emerged from the darkness to the left.

"Thankfully there is Long Jie who is scouting the path. Otherwise, I would have to die here today." The Xiao Mo thought, and threw the palm lightning at the figure again. Seeing Xiao Mo using the same trick, a blue barrier appeared around the figure and enveloped him within. Xiao Mo's pupils shrank, "A defensive magic treasure!"

The Xiao Mo had collected many treasures, the majority of which were offensive treasures. There were even a few auxiliary treasures, but none of them were defensive treasures. Furthermore, it was extremely difficult for rogue cultivators to get their hands on defensive treasures. Otherwise, the Heaven Flying Sword and the Evil Spirit would not have been able to dodge the Xiao Mo's Thunder Palm.

"Hmph, consider yourself smart. Hand over everything you have." The voice belonged to a woman. Xiao Mo did not reply, four palm lightning quickly appeared in his hands. This was also his limit, any more and he would suffer a backlash. Throwing down the Thunder Palm, Xiao Mo turned and ran.

He didn't want to get entangled with anyone here. This place was very close to the cave mouth, and he only needed a moment to leave. There was no need to get entangled with anyone. As soon as Xiao Mo left the cave, he boarded the paper boat and escaped quickly. The female cultivator also chased after him. Seeing that Xiao Mo had fled far away, she stomped her feet and turned to leave in the opposite direction.

Fifteen minutes later, in a vast mountain range, a black paper boat landed. A handsome man stepped down from the paper boat. It was Xiao Mo who had escaped. Sigh, it actually can't be used anymore. " Originally, the paper boat could still be used a few more times, but in order to escape, the Xiao Mo had forcefully activated it, causing the paper boat to be damaged.

Xiao Mo looked around him. There were only ancient trees, there was no sunlight in the forest. After choosing a direction in his memory, the Xiao Mo used the Light Spirit Art to move quickly, in the direction of his home.

Just as Xiao Mo was rushing home, something big happened in the Bronze Cauldron Village.

The sky was clear and cloudless. A light breeze was blowing, making one drowsy. The village chief was currently leading the villagers to celebrate. Several of the children that were taken away by the immortals had come back to visit their families. According to them, those who didn't return were only here to protect the Immortal's cave. Next time, they would return.

The old chief's beard was crooked from laughing, and his face was blooming like a chrysanthemum. This was a joyous event for the village. How could the old village chief, who had worked hard for the village all his life, not be happy?

"Today is a day of great joy. All of the children in the village have become immortals. We must celebrate. "Don't worry about it today, since the meat is open to eat, don't hide the wine." The old elder's body was still robust and his words were filled with vigor. Everyone was cheering, and the families of those children who had become deities all laughed. The child came back smiling happily. The child did not return with a smile, only some regret.

Only those children who were called "immortals" knew what had happened in the Astral Reaching Sect, but no one dared to say it out loud. Although they were laughing, their laughter was a bit fake.

Right at this moment, spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the blue sky. Upon seeing this scene, the villagers were dumbstruck. Following which, a pair of white hands stretched out from the cracks. With a pull of both hands, a ten-zhang long crack appeared. Waves of black wind blew out from the rift. The temperature of the surrounding area dropped by a large amount, but it had no effect on those two hands.

At this moment, someone shouted, "The immortal has arrived." Instantly, with a 'whoosh', a large number of people kneeled down. Ning Cui stood in the crowd and felt uneasy in her heart. This kind of feeling had appeared twice when she brought the young Xiao Mo to escape, and both times saved their lives.

Just as the villagers were shouting "immortal", a young man in scarlet clothes walked out of the crevice. The man was tall and thin, with snow-white skin and blood-red lips. He was so beautiful that he was almost bewitching. It was just that his clothes were tattered, making him seem somewhat destitute.

"Damned Seven Kills actually destroyed my life magic treasure. This won't do, I have to first find a place to heal my wounds." As he spoke, he began to cough violently. Two lines of blood could be seen hanging from the corners of his mouth.

The old elder could not see the blood at the corner of the immortal's mouth. As for the Immortal's shabby clothing, he only hesitated for a moment before he chose to ignore it. "Immortal, please come down to rest." the old village chief shouted.

"Immortal, please come down to rest …"

"Oh deity, please let my child follow you and …"

"Huh?" "These foolish ants actually consider me to be an immortal. In that case, I shall offer my life as an immortal for your healing. Hehe …" After saying that, his expression became ferocious. He pointed at a kneeling villager, and before that villager could react, he turned into a cloud of blood mist with a 'bang'. The blood mist then condensed into a thumb-sized blood-red pill. Under the frightened gazes of the villagers, Hong shannanzi swallowed the blood-red pill.

"Ah …" Not bad, you have quite a bit of Profound Qi. " He subconsciously licked his lips, completely ignoring the villagers' gazes. As a blood-red pill entered his mouth, his complexion turned slightly better.

"Immortals, what did we do wrong?" The old Village Head roared in grief and indignation. The one who was turned into a pill was his most beloved grandson. The old village chief, who was more than 80 years old, cried. A white-haired man sent a black-haired man away.

"Immortal, please calm your anger. Please tell us what we did wrong?" A villager asked while kowtowing.

Unfortunately, the red-clothed man didn't pay any attention to these people who were nothing but ants in his eyes. With a flick of his fingers, another five people turned into blood-red pills and entered his mouth. Every time a pill entered his mouth, his complexion improved significantly.

"Fellow villagers, he's not an immortal, he's a man-eating demon!" He raised the hunting knife in his hand and rushed towards Hong shannanzi in an attempt to give everyone a chance of survival. Even if he knew that he could not kill this demon, he still had to go. This was because his family was right behind him. It was his home.

Hong shannanzi's emotionless eyes swept across them as he casually pointed out to the old elder and his body collapsed. "At this moment, he turned around and looked at his home." "Goodbye, my home …"

At this time, Xiao Mo, who was quickly moving through the forest, felt an inexplicable sense of fear. "Xiao Mo immediately stopped and carefully checked his body and his surroundings. "Strange …" Xiao Mo frowned as he talked to himself. Seeing Xiao Mo stop, Ling Zhan asked: "What's wrong?" Xiao Mo knew that Ling Zhan was knowledgeable, so he replied: "I felt a strange palpitation just now, I don't know why."

"Blood Tide!" Ling Zhan exclaimed.

"Blood Tide!" The Xiao Mo was frightened, and a sudden impulse was the cultivator's way of warning when he felt that something was going to happen in the future. What happened could very well be a life and death crisis. This kind of thing could happen to him, or to someone who was closely related to him. Xiao Mo couldn't wait to go back and have a look, so he unconsciously quickened his pace.

But at this time, a huge black tiger scuttled out of the forest, Xiao Mo, with his heart on his aunt, was knocked into a tree by the black tiger. Bastard! Get lost! " Xiao Mo's eyes instantly turned red, this black tiger had a cultivation of Qi Refining Stage Level 3, if he was not strong enough, it would be difficult for him to get rid of it. Xiao Mo was in a hurry to return home, how could he have the time to deal with it? With a furious roar, Xiao Mo channeled his Light Spirit Art and escaped.

Hong shannanzi was like a red-clothed demon, his finger was a talisman that could hasten one's death. With each wave of his finger, a flower of blood bloomed. Regardless of whether they were fleeing or begging for forgiveness, the villagers were not spared. Despair filled the entire mountain village.

Ning Cui was already prepared to run away when she felt uneasiness in her heart, but at the moment her face was full of panic as she ran towards the forest. Hong shannanzi pointed at her. She only felt a surge of energy tightly locking her in place before she too, turned into a bloody mist.

"Farewell, my Mo'er …" Forgive me for not seeing you grow up... Sorry... "Young madam, I am unable to fulfill your wish …"

Xiao Mo, who was running in the forest while dodging the attacks of the black tiger, suddenly felt a pain in his head. A familiar yet unfamiliar scene appeared in his mind.

In the lush and verdant forest outside of Copper Cauldron Village, my aunt was running in panic when she suddenly stopped. She looked at Xiao Mo with reluctance in her eyes, and in the next instant, she turned into a cloud of blood mist, which quickly shrank into a blood-red pellet.

This scene came to an end. The Xiao Mo let out a sorrowful roar, "No …"

The Xiao Mo's footsteps became chaotic, and Black Tiger seized the opportunity to smash the Xiao Mo to the ground with one claw. Xiao Mo stood up and was slapped down again. Obviously, Black Tiger was playing with him. Xiao Mo was furious to the extreme. His pair of blood-red eyes glared at the black tiger, and the black tiger was startled. The Xiao Mo did not want to get entangled with it, so he used the Light Spirit Art to its limit and rushed back home.

At this moment, the Bronze Cauldron Village had already become a dead zone, and the hundreds of people in the village had all been killed. Hong shannanzi licked his lips and snorted: "An ant is an ant, to think that I can only recover so little. Forget it, he should find a place to refine his Qi and heal his wounds. With that, he took a step forward, and another gigantic rift appeared in midair. The Hong shannanzi had just taken a step forward when he suddenly exclaimed softly. The copper cauldron that had always been within the Bronze Cauldron Village, had been sucked into his hands. "This is …" As the sound echoed out, the crevice had already been completely sealed shut.