Heartthrob forced to scum all over the cultivation world

Chapter 38 038

About a dozen sects participated in this extermination operation, and there were more casual cultivators. However, after driving the demon world back, everyone was not in a hurry to leave, and for the time being, they had no intention of collecting the corpses of fellow brothers or disciples. Everyone was piled up together, and they really couldn't find them, so they proposed to solve the distribution problem of the Dragon Tomb first, and finally help the city lord Wei to bury the city.

The head of the Jingshan Sect didn't participate in this matter, so he yawned and led Xiaolong Gu Beiya to go back to the sect. Gu Zongzhu was ordered to stay and deal with the aftermath. Even if he didn't want to, Gu Lingxiao could only nod his head and respectfully invite the master to leave. , Then turned around and waved at all the fellow Taoists, went to the only Anju Hall where people could still sit, and said: "All fellow Taoists, please be safe and don't be impatient. As the chief of the Jingshan Gate, the suzerain is naturally not I will favor anyone, please only need to send one representative from each sect to go with me, and the others will bury my junior brother City Lord Wei's city honorably."

After all, the entire Dragon Tomb was taken into his hands and placed on top of the Anju Hall.

The huge keel and countless gold and silver treasures are intertwined and piled up, and the aura of the spirit stone is compelling. Even if all monks just stay near the keel, they will enjoy it in every possible way. It's more than that.

In the cultivation world, aura is everything.

If one day there is no spiritual energy in the air, then cultivation is a joke!

On the Jinzhou Continent, the reason why Jingshanmen, the strongest sect, takes the top spot is that apart from the old monster Tianshu and the pride of heaven like Gu Lingxiao, the most important thing is that they mined a purple-gold spiritual vein.

This spirit vein is like thousands of top-grade spirit stones piled up together. The rich spirit energy makes it almost impossible to see what's going on inside. It's like a river, continuously gushing out from the ground.

It is impossible for the small sects to have spiritual veins, and even if they did, they would not be able to keep them.

But a treasure as big as Longzhong, even the Jingshan Gate, can't swallow it in one go. Firstly, it doesn't make sense, and secondly, if these casual cultivators and small sects ask for help from other continent's sects, then others will have a reason to intervene in them The affairs of Jingshan Gate can easily cause unnecessary troubles.

Gu Lingxiao is not a person who is greedy for small profits in front of him. To him, Longzhong is just a limited aura, and what he has seen and heard is far more than these things.

Everyone sat down, and each of them performed the dust purification technique, and for a while they regained their previous immortal demeanor and immortal temperament. An anxious Taoist first said: "Sect Master Gu, if the Dragon Tomb is separated, it will definitely not be as good as this whole one." The spiritual power of children is even greater when they are gathered together, how about I suggest that it exists here like this, it is our common thing, everyone builds caves around this Dragon Tomb..."

Some casual cultivators were displeased, and said coldly: "No, everyone's cultivation speed is different. How can there be any reason to just put it here and practice according to their own abilities?! If anyone is like Sect Master Gu, he is born faster than us." A casual cultivator with dull talent needs to cultivate quickly, and the spiritual energy of this Dragon Tomb is not continuous, so it can be wiped out by him in two or three strokes, should we drink the northwest wind?!"

Another female Taoist cultivator slapped the table and said angrily: "I heard what Daoists mean, you mean that we don't represent sects, but only individuals, and each person can only get his own share. Others in the sect don't want to share it." A piece of the pie? What about my dead disciples! Don't they deserve it?"

"Of course they don't deserve it. How do dead people compare with living people? If they are still alive, they can naturally get some points."

"a bit?"

The casual cultivator shrewdly said: "Of course, everyone here should judge the meritorious deeds according to the number of heads killed by the demon cultivators. It must not be divided equally. It is simply the greatest insult!"

Hearing such words, the cultivators who did not make any contribution, were mediocre and tried their best just to protect themselves from being killed were speechless, and they all stared at the loose cultivator angrily.

Gu Zongzhu didn't say anything yet, but just made himself a cup of spiritual tea, took it up calmly, brushed the surface of the tea with the tea cover, took a sip, and let all the monks quarrel as if they were about to fight.

Everyone was arguing endlessly, all wanting to maximize their own interests, but no matter whether it was based on meritorious service or based on the distribution of living people, none of the parties could convince the other.

The energy they used to fight against the demon cultivators just now was instantly used by them on the body of the same race, and the coercion was repeated one after another, and the war was about to break out!

At this moment, Gu Zongzhu gently put down his teacup, raised his eyes slightly, and those pitch-black pupils instantly released the coercion of the supernatural power, shocking the audience!

No one can be more powerful than Gu Zongzhu.

Even if there is, it is not here.

"Listen to me, everyone. I think that no matter how the Dragon Tomb is divided, it's not good for you, but good for me. If you want to reward meritorious deeds, I, the head of the Jingshan Sect, should take the lead. You only have this point." He stretched out his hand, touched the teacup with his finger, took it out and flicked a drop of water across the air, the scene was suddenly silent, everyone's face was not very good-looking, but they couldn't criticize it.

Gu Lingxiao seemed to have a quick fix mentality for the matter of 'distributing spoils', and it might be because he was so arbitrary, saying: "In this case, why not divide it fairly, evenly, so that people from the small sect can take it back. Let other people in the sect benefit, and in the coming year, there may be a few geniuses who will overcome the difficulties because of this keel, and become another leader in our cultivation world in the future. How about it? Does anyone feel that it needs to be added to what the suzerain said? "

Everyone was beaten first, thinking that they really had nothing to share, and now they heard that Gu Lingxiao was willing to give up the right to monopolize the big head and share it equally with them. !"

"Very good, I don't want my share anymore, as long as those little demon cultivators are there, do you have any opinions?" Sect Master Gu said lightly.

A female senior from the Cangya Sect hesitated again and again, and had to say in confusion: "Sect Master Gu, it's not that we intend to stop it, it's just that it's not in compliance with the rules. For thousands of years in our comprehension world, we have never seen demon cultivators and other evils. Without mercy, cutting grass and rooting out the roots, Sect Master Gu left behind those devil cultivator children, which will become hidden dangers in the future! Their insatiable greed is innate, and cannot be changed by manpower. The Tao believes that human nature is inherently good, but does not believe that demons are inherently good in nature? "

Gu Lingxiao tapped lightly with his fingers on the table beside him. The sound made by his fingernails on the table was regular, indifferent, and filled with a chilling suffocation. The sound stopped at the same time after the Cangya Sect female monk's voice fell. , he didn't seem to listen to the worry in the female monk's words at all, but said: "Do you think I, Gu Lingxiao, will be killed by the demon?"

"This... this is not."

"That's it, any questions?"

Everyone look at me, I look at you, only the deacons of the Asura Gate stepped forward, and said respectfully: "Then what Sect Master Gu means is that those demon cultivators will be taken care of by Sect Master Gu, and they will only be stored for the time being. Still want to kill?"

"I didn't say that either, let's keep it for now." When his little bud forgets about it, it's not too late to kill him.

They talked about Moxiu's life and death, just like mortals talk about killing a pig, when will the pig be killed?Where to kill?Do you need help?Etc., etc.

It's like talking about the death of ants, so light, opening and closing, it's the sound of death without emotion, and it's not worth talking about for too long, so everyone smiled happily after getting their own keel. The living companions went back together, and Gu Zongzhu took a step ahead and disappeared in an instant.

The two casual cultivators who were ordered to stay and bury all the living beings in Wangxu City were the last to leave. They volunteered to stay at the end, thinking that there would be some good fruit waiting for them. Find something valuable in the sea of ​​corpses.

So the casual cultivator named Li Duo sighed and said to Dugu Fang beside him: "Brother Dugu, forget it, so what if we find City Lord Wei? Magical treasures have been corroded by demon energy, and it is useless to use them unless you You can ask for a powerful purification talisman, or you can borrow Gu Zongzhu's precious lump to help you purify, otherwise you and I are just doing useless work."

Dugu Fang is a monk with a face like his name. He was embarrassed when he heard this remark, and said: "Then Gu Lingxiao is really lucky. Back then, he said that he did this for a disabled son and spoiled him too much. Now it seems that he Gu Beiya's life should be forgotten, knowing that he has such a dragon life, so he has raised him for so many years, tsk tsk tsk...I want a dragon son too!"

Sanxiu Li Duoha laughed, patted Brother Dugu on the shoulder, and said, "Just you? I think it's better to forget it. I haven't seen what Gu Beiya looks like? If I were your son, I would be killed by the gangsters within two days." Take it away and make it into a furnace-cauldron, even if it is transformed into a dragon, it is also someone else's dragon furnace-cauldron hahaha! It may be a wonderful taste that even the gods can't think of!"

"Hey, brother Li's words are really obscene, but...the dragon furnace-cauld... probably no one in the cultivation world has tasted it. According to the legend, the dragon seems to be hermaphrodite? Then you say that the baby bump of Sect Master Gu is now a male? Is it a woman?"

"Who knows? However, it is recorded in ancient times that the dragon clan also has a estrus period. It lasts for a hundred years, especially in the prime of life. We will have a lot of fun at that time. I don't know if Gu Zongzhu will help his baby. Liao found some strong furnaces for his baby." Li Duo obviously had some impressions of the records of the Dragon Clan, "By the way, I see that Gu Beiya has many children and many blessings... The higher the level of cultivation in the realm of cultivation The more difficult it is to have an heir, he is now a dragon, and the dragon eggs are even rarer, but he does the opposite, which is interesting."

"Really! If he gives birth to a thousand or eight hundred dragon eggs by then, it will be a thousand or eight hundred golden cores! If the eggs are taken out and eaten before they are fully formed, wouldn't Sect Master Gu be angry?!"

"Well... hey, I'm not envious of you."

Between the two people's words, they no longer regard Gu Beiya as a human being, even if it is a dragon, it seems to them that it is just a more mysterious monster, and a monster is transformed from a beast...

Eating an animal is like eating the meat of a spirit beast, so what's wrong with that?

They were talking and laughing, passing by a ruined place, Dugu Fang's ankle was suddenly held by a hand!

"Ah!" Dugu Fang yelled immediately, but soon felt that the way he yelled was really embarrassing, so he could only shut his mouth abruptly and take a closer look, but he couldn't tell who it was, who should be this person A monk of our sect, right?It turned out that his foundation had been abolished, only the big ring on his finger and the Qiankun bag on his waist were still protecting his life.

Dugu Fang turned his mind around, squatted down to take away the things on this man, put the ring into his sleeve, and turned the Qiankun bag to look, only to find a pile of broken fate cards, among which there were From the name of City Lord Wei, it became clear that this person should be a certain son of the City Lord.

Oops, he has fallen to this point, even if he is rescued, he will be a useless person, and he doesn't know how many spirit stones will be spent to feed him.

Dugu Fang looked at the mangled boy who had lost his life by the Dahuan Xuanjie, sighed, and said, "Young man, I know you should be the child of City Lord Wei, but City Lord Wei and your brothers were all killed by demons." Killed, even if you survive, you will not live long. There are wounds corroded by demonic energy all over your body. No one can save you. You can rest in peace. You won't need these two things anymore, why don't you lend them to me , if I sell it, it can be regarded as a reward for helping your family to bury the city?"

Li Duo saw that Dugu Fang was really overwhelmed, so he smiled for a while, stepped on the hand that was firmly holding on to Dugu Fang's ankle, and after forcing the young man to let go, the two of them tiptoed, flew into the air, and left behind. Seeing the entire Wangxu City instantly plunged into a sea of ​​flames, he sighed cheap pity and turned to leave.

The funeral in Wangxu City was a fire that lasted for three days and three nights.

In the fire, there was a vague figure hunched over and limping out.

As he walked, he held his right arm, and the exquisite crane brocade robe on his body that should have been left on the Yanxi soil in the cracks in the ground protected him, heading south all the way.

He seems to be forgotten by everyone.

He is the forgotten man.

No one thought of him.

But that's right, no one cares about a person like him who has no foundation, no cultivation, and is even useless.

After the fire was extinguished, some monks who came to see if there were any tricks flocked, but found nothing.

Only one casual cultivator who refines puppets seems to have caught a spark...