Chapter 235: Teaching
Seeing his actions, the men and women behind him, who were of similar cultivation levels, had different expressions.
A heavily made-up woman rolled her eyes, seemingly in disdain.
A trace of pity flashed across the eyes of the man of medium build and dark complexion, but he quickly concealed it.
Of course, there were also some people like that young man, looking at the many numb figures in the audience with ridicule.
Disdain, ridicule, indifference, intolerance, and even sadness of sympathy for one's own kind...
All kinds of emotions.
The sarcasm in his eyes faded, and a gleam of light flashed on the young man's fingertips. He gently wiped away the gravy flowing from the corner of his lips, still smiling.
"It's a rare opportunity, so come forward if you're willing."
Many numb figures stared blankly, desire flashing in their eyes, and their skinny bodies were extremely hungry for nutrition.
But as if they had some reservations, no one stepped forward.
The young man did not rush and asked someone to bring him a chair. He then sat down in front of the table filled with delicious food and slowly savored the various delicacies on the table.
These untouchables have been starving for three days, and some of them will be unable to bear it anymore.
Things happened just as he thought. Just when a few of the many numb figures in the audience were almost unable to hold back and wanted to step forward.
But there was a figure that stood out from the crowd, and everyone's eyes were focused on it.
However, the man was wearing neat and clean clothes, carrying a red sword on his back, and his posture was upright.
Ok?
The young man sitting at the table was shocked when he saw this scene.
'When did this person appear?'
He immediately stood up and asked: "Excuse me, sir, you..."
Before he could ask, a finger was already pointing towards him, so light that it seemed to have no strength at all, but it made the young man's pupils suddenly dilate, as if every inch of flesh and blood in his body was screaming and roaring.
He didn't have time to put up any resistance, and he didn't even have time to mobilize the spiritual power in his body.
Bang!
His head exploded like a watermelon.
Blood mist was floating in the air, and the strong smell of blood filled the entire platform in an instant, but not a trace of it fell on the man. Even the various steaming delicacies on the table were not stained with the slightest bit of blood.
In an instant, you could hear a pin drop.
The sudden change shocked everyone.
Blood mist sprayed, and her face was all scarlet. The heavily made-up woman was stunned for a moment, then screamed.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
But the piercing scream did not last long, and her head exploded with a bang.
Bang bang bang!
A series of heads exploded one after another, like balloons bursting one after another.
In the end, only two people were left standing on the platform in a daze, their whole bodies trembling. The strong smell of blood kept pouring in, making people feel nauseous and their stomachs churning.
But they dared not move at all and suppressed themselves tightly.
This is the inheritor...
A successor who is much more powerful than them!
Call ~
As a breeze blew by, a blood mist rolled up and drifted directly into the distance.
One headless body after another fell down, and the scene was very horrifying.
The sudden disappearance of the smell of blood did not make the only two people left on the platform relax. Instead, their thighs trembled and their stomachs cramped. However, the strong desire to survive made them mobilize their spiritual power and suppress the urge to vomit.
"Don't be afraid."
Then the man spoke in a very gentle voice, and the fear in the hearts of many people in the audience was immediately calmed down by this voice.
Everyone subconsciously looked up, but found that they didn't need to look up, because the person was standing in front of them.
"No matter what happened before, now that I'm here, I'll make sure you're well fed, clothed, and able to survive."
The tone was not generous, but plain and gentle, but it rang extremely clearly in everyone's ears, making their hearts, which had been numb for a long time, slightly warm.
The crowd was a little restless.
Yes.
In today's world, what could be more important than having enough to eat, warm clothes, and staying alive?
But the people in the audience remained unmoved.
The leader of Mingguang would say words like these from time to time, and sometimes even shed tears.
But...the result has never changed.
Suddenly, two more figures walked out, also wearing clean and tidy clothes, but their faces were a little yellow.
They were the siblings Xiyun and Xili.
"Senior." The two men bowed respectfully.
"Maintain order and distribute the food." Xu Xing instructed.
As soon as he finished speaking, huge containers appeared out of thin air on the platform. One side was open, and you could see that they were filled with food.
The two survivors were frightened by the sudden appearance of the container and rolled off the platform.
Then, he could no longer bear the churning in his stomach, and he lay on the ground and vomited.
"Yes."
The two siblings bowed again.
Xu Xing turned around and disappeared, heading deeper into the gathering place.
Looking back at the thin figures in front of them, the numb yet eager gazes made their hearts tighten.
You know, when people are extremely hungry, they can do anything.
Finally, Xiyun mustered up the courage and shouted:
"Everyone line up and come forward to receive the food."
After shouting this, Xiyun stared nervously in front of him, fearing that many figures would rush over to snatch the food.
Although he and his sister have now become the inheritors, their strength has greatly increased.
But if so many people rush over, my sister and I will definitely not be able to stop them!
Just as the two siblings were on guard, they saw the figures in front of them quickly lined up in three rows after hearing their words.
What’s even more strange is that although there was desire in their eyes, no one rushed forward.
Even queue cutting didn't happen.
What's happening here?
The two people who had been lying on the ground vomiting and gradually recovered were horrified when they saw this scene.
…………
Mingguang gathering place, inside.
Behind a huge towering wall, it is different from the dilapidated and cruel environment outside.
The streets were wide and clean, with trees planted on the streets. What caught my eye were neat rows of small buildings with exterior walls painted in warm colors and flower pots with colorful flowers blooming on the windowsills.
There were not many pedestrians passing by, but they were all wearing well-fitting clothes and had smiles on their faces.
They talked and laughed about whether the person selected from the outer gathering place this time was a man or a woman, and how many resources they could get in exchange after being sent out of the gathering place.
The meaning of their words was that the humans gathered in the outer areas were not of the same kind as them.
Some people couldn't bear this and were ridiculed by them instead.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The low sound of explosions was like a symphony, and blood mist continued to spread throughout the town.
In the blink of an eye, one third of the people in the small town inside the gathering place died.
Blood mist was rising. At the end of the street, one could see a huge manor covering a vast area with formations surrounding it for protection.
That was the residence of Min Feng, the leader of Mingguang and a Jindan-stage practitioner.
……
……
Inside the manor, in a luxuriously decorated room.
A middle-aged man with a square face, who looked righteous at first sight, was leaning on a chair with a worried look on his face.
This person is none other than the leader of this gathering place—Min Feng.
He had connected with the bigwigs of the Beast God Clan to build this gathering place, and sent two humans every month as a record of his political achievements to pave the way for the younger generations of the bigwigs of the Beast God Clan. The Beast God Clan would also send certain resources in exchange.
But at this moment, on the table in front of Min Feng, there was a bright yellow talisman floating. There was a beast head pattern printed on the talisman head, and red runes were emitting spiritual light.
"how could be……"
He still couldn't believe it.
Not long ago, he sent a pair of brothers and sisters to provide the political achievements record of the descendants of a great figure of the Beast God Clan.
However, in less than a day, an entire city and tens of millions of Beast Gods were gone!
Such means...
Not to mention him, even those few "sparks" in the holy land who were placed with high hopes might not be able to do this!
Moreover, from the anxious tone, Min Feng even vaguely realized that this matter might not be as simple as the disappearance of the entire Beast God Clan in a city.
"Investigation...ha!"
He scoffed.
How could he investigate the existence of someone who could do such a thing?
Not to mention investigating, even if the murderer behind the scenes really stood in front of him, he wouldn't dare to say a word of "no".
"Hey~"
He sighed softly, waved his hand to brush away the talisman that was emitting spiritual light in front of him, then took out a new piece of talisman paper from the drawer and placed it in front of him.
Similarly, there is an exquisite animal head pattern printed on it.
Only the talismans drawn on this special talisman paper can be concealed from the holy land of the inheritor.
A wisp of magic power flows out, and runes are engraved on the talisman paper.
When being a dog, one must have the awareness of being a "dog". Even if the other party's request is unreasonable, he can only endure it.
Thinking back to when he had just left the holy land and what he had done over the years, Min Feng felt more and more bitter.
My mind was in turmoil, but it suddenly calmed down the next moment.
The magic power fell on the bright yellow talisman paper, outlining red runes.
In just a blink of an eye, the red runes spread all over the talisman paper.
Just as he was about to put down the last stroke, the tip of the brush suddenly trembled, and the magic power was imprinted on it, transforming into a red smudge that spread out. The entire talisman was directly scrapped and gradually turned into ashes under the blazing fire.
However, Min Feng didn't care at all and just stared at the scene in front of him.
A figure appeared out of nowhere and picked up the communication talisman that he had just brushed off.
The man had a long red sword on his back, and was obviously a cultivator.
"Which senior brother is here?" Min Feng bowed, "I am Min Feng, fortunately I am a descendant of the Shuofeng lineage, and I have cultivated the Seventh Rank True Pill."
This person carries a red sword...
Could it be that he inherited the Chongming lineage?
It doesn’t seem right either!
Just as Min Feng was constantly guessing in his heart.
Xu Xing withdrew his gaze from the talisman paper and looked at him calmly.
"It's pitiful."
In his perception, the soul of the Mingguang leader in front of him was not only dim, but also had many traces of repairs and cutting, like a rag doll.
An extremely thin red thread, like a parasite, lingered in every part of his soul.
Just like the strings of a puppet, it constantly manipulates his thinking, cognition, and even consciousness.
Even the person being manipulated does not realize that anything is wrong.
[Cangya Laboratory, Test Subject No. 42]
His soul had clearly been transformed.
Even the golden elixir in his body was covered with densely packed silver-gray bugs, which looked extremely creepy.
"Well, I'll give you a hand and see what you choose."
Xu Xing raised his hand and grabbed it.
Min Feng's expression changed and he wanted to dodge but found that he was completely unable to move.
call out!
It was as if something was pulled out of his soul, and he felt his heavy soul suddenly lighten.
But what followed was unbearable pain!
"what!!!"
With a scream, he fell backwards holding his head and fell onto a chair. The pain from deep within his soul made him twitch continuously.
That was the place where the soul was stitched together that was breaking.
In the seemingly limitless pain, everything he had done over the years came to his mind, and the boundless regret was like a poisonous snake, gnawing at every inch of his soul.
Gradually, his screams turned into howling and tears streaming down his face.
Amidst the sorrowful howls, Min Feng's broken soul began to heal. The pain subsided, but the regret in his heart became more obvious.
All the past events seem to be right before my eyes at this moment.
At the age of fourteen, he inherited the [Shuofeng] lineage and vowed to protect the human race.
The earnest expectations of the predecessors and the earnest teachings of teachers.
When I first left the holy land, I wanted to change my high-spirited and ambitious spirit.
I fell into the hands of the Beast God Clan, but I still refused to surrender...
However, everything changed after that operation.
Establishing the Mingguang gathering place, colluding with the Beast God Clan, and selling out fellow tribesmen to the Beast God Clan in exchange for resources...
sinner!
I am an unforgivable sinner!
puff!
Blood splattered, and the palm wrapped in magic power directly penetrated the abdomen, grabbed the golden elixir in the dantian, and pulled it out.
But on the golden elixir, there were densely packed silver-gray insects.
Min Feng mobilized the last bit of his magic power and directly destroyed it, revealing the flawless snow-white golden elixir inside.
He stood up unsteadily, his face extremely pale.
"Feng has disgraced the Shuofeng lineage, failed the expectations of his teachers and predecessors, and betrayed his compatriots. This is an unforgivable crime."
"Fortunately, the senior enlightened me today."
"Thinking about the past, I feel that my sins are unforgivable and I have no face to live in this world."
"I hope that Senior can send this golden elixir back to the holy land."
"May the flame of our human race live forever!"
Then without hesitation, he slammed his head on the wooden table in front of him.
boom!
The skull sank directly, and the red and white objects spread along the table. The snow-white golden pill formed by the way of north wind rolled all the way and landed in front of Xu Xing.
The moment he took out the golden elixir, all his cultivation was wasted, leaving only a trace of magic power.
The unreserved collision at this moment actually cut off his life directly.
"Not bad." Xu Xing said softly.
What's okay?
Naturally, it was the result of Min Feng's soul being extracted in an unusual way.
If all the practitioners coming out of the holy land like him, the inheritor, have no moral integrity at all, then it would be difficult to save them even if I pass on my own teachings.
"Once I die, that's it."
Immediately, the red and white substances flowed back, the sunken skull began to recover, and even the snow-white golden elixir in Xu Xing's hand flew back into his broken abdomen.
The vitality that had been extinguished is gradually recovering!
"What happens next is up to you."
If people like Min Feng had not died, they would have been controlled by regret and would have made no progress in the future.
Xu Xing turned and left, disappearing.
Min Feng woke up slowly, but before he could figure out his current situation, a mysterious method began to flow in his mind.
"The Art of Intercepting and Covering the Sky" (End of this Chapter)