Chapter 504: Huge loan! The best opportunity to mix into the Demon Soul Race! (2 in 1… (1/2)

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”Su Mo, come out and die obediently, hand over the remains of the Mosan people, I will give you a happy one!”

”Old Demon Su, don’t try to resist. The three major factions of ours are united. Today, we have to kill you as an old demon. Let's move the tiger away from the mountain, today, don't expect someone to rescue you!”

”Suma, you **** old dog, in order to practice your exercises, in an attempt to kill, instruct the doormen to search for the people's anointing everywhere, today I, Cui Tianya, must slash your demon to comfort these innocent people's spirits in heaven.”

”Old devil, I didn't expect it. Today, after the three major dispatches of mine will kill you, you will surely thwart you, even your family... Tsk tsk, I heard that your sister is so beautiful, you can go with peace of mind. Well, we will take care of your whole family’s wife.”

The shouts from the outside echoed in the valley, accompanied by lewd laughs, making it hard to tell whether the Somo in their mouth was the devil or they themselves.

Somo wears a torn brown robe, stained with blood, calmly looking at the entrance and exit of the small cliff.

The robe that the mountain wind blows in from time to time is wafting like a battle flag.

Under the faint light, bright red blood can be seen vaguely, seeping from the wound on the body, falling to the ground, and adding to the previous red blood stain.

The group of enemies waited, and there was no way out for a long time.

No accident, unless he can put on his wings today, he will definitely die.

Somo is insightful about the situation, but even if death is imminent, most of his regrets come from not stepping on the fairy gate.

”After all, there is no fairy relationship, it can't bear this longevity pass, and can't walk through this gate of life and death”

Leaning against a small crack in the dark mountain, Sumo murmured bitterly.

Everyone knows that Lianqixian has one hundred and five lifespan, and Zhujixian has three hundred lifespan.

But there are a few people who can cross from a mortal to a training period.

Cultivation, the wealthy partner is indispensable.

It has been 16 years since Somo traveled to this place.

But even after so many years, Somo did not receive his own traveler benefit-Goldfinger.

In order to survive, I worked as a messenger in an inn, as a schoolboy in a martial arts gym, as a dart sergeant, and as a heroic hero...

Until the age of forty-two, while fighting with others, he lost half of his hand and fell off the cliff.

is just like in the dog blood TV series. I had an adventure when I fell off the cliff. I found the monk's exercise ”Yi Jin Gong”.

Since then, Jianghu has lost a world-shaking hand, Sumo.

But there is one more monk who longs for longevity in the world of comprehension.

But in fact, a casual cultivator, unless he has a golden finger, will have a long way to go, and he will not escape birth, old age, sickness and death.

In order to cultivate immortals and resources, Somo had to personally establish a sect, named Shifangmen, which was originally intended to help him obtain the resources of Shifang cultivation.

Unfortunately, as the cultivation of immortality becomes more and more difficult, Somo, who can't even make progress in the Qi refining period, can't help but become a layman and open his branches and leaves at Shifangmen.

For twenty years, the leeks planted in Shifangmen Houshan have changed stubble after stubble.

Zongmen also went from more than a dozen people at the beginning to more than a hundred people today.

In the remote area of ​​Tonghefu in Shanjiang County, Shifangmen can be regarded as a big martial arts school.

With a radius of 200 kilometers and countless poor families, they look forward to one day when Shifangmen can pick out their children, and from then on, they can eat a full meal without having to watch the sky and eat.

Confucianists use literary writing to chaos law, while chivalrous people use martial arts to violate bans.

There are warriors who kill people like hemp, and there are immortals who regard human life like grass and mustards. Maybe overnight, the mortal dynasty will change.

In the troubled times, the sect is constantly growing, and Sumo's status is getting higher and higher.

Thirteen years ago, Sumo had cultivated to the peak of Ming Jin, but he was far from the second realm of Wu Dao, An Jin.

Without him, the martial artist cultivated all his qi and blood. By Somo's current age, his qi and blood had already faded, and he would not be able to live in a few years.

The flow of Qi and blood is obscure, and I want to twist my body into a rope, explore the dark energy, it is almost the moon in the well, and the water is in the water.

In order to prolong his life, he went crazy and asked Shifangmen to collect everything that could prolong his life.

But the longevity things are in the prosperous Zhongzhou and have no market, let alone the remote Shanjiang County.

In despair, the sect disciple found the so-called Mo Sanren relic, which was mixed with another practice exercise ”Changchun Gong”.

It's a pity that the road of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

It was already a year ago when Sumo realized this truth.

Before practicing ”Yi Jin Gong”, at least there is still a so-called sense of aura, while practicing ”Changchun Gong” is like a stagnant pool, without movement.

Until today, the progress bar of Xiu Xian is still beating at 0, there may be a faint hope, but it will disappear immediately.

The long life is long, talents, opportunities, resources...Many restrictions firmly restrain the monks who have no background.

Miscellaneous thoughts are disturbing, Sumo's eyes are faint, as if he has broken through the thoughts of a strong enemy outside, there is no wave in his heart.

”Feihuamen, Jingyangmen, Yuanhuomen...”

The three sects clamoring outside leisurely spit out, Sumo's heart is more calm.

The upright gentleman who besieged him was either a dignified elder or a chivalrous leader.

Shanhe County, with more water and mountains.

Because of this, Sumo can still linger amidst the siege of the three factions, waiting for support.

At this time, everyone has been looking for him in this mang mountain for three full days, and every noon, he will be clamoring in the valley.

No one wants to be the first bird, and they are all afraid of Somo's dying counterattack.

So tensely confronted until sunset, the afterglow of the setting sun ignited the sunset on the side of the mountain, which was as brilliant as fire for a while.

”Old Demon Su, I think you can hold on for a few more days, hum!”

Listening to the outside voice gradually getting lower, Sumo, who had been lifting his breath, finally sat down slowly against the wall.

”Longyou was caught in a shrimp show in the shallow water, and the tiger fell to Pingyang and was bullied by a dog.”

When I said this, everything from the previous life on Earth suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

He was originally a Chinese student on earth. After a car accident, he traveled to this world by chance. He has been tossed and bumped for more than sixty years. People who have died once have already lost awe of death.

But the experience of a lifetime is also dazzling and fleeting.

Many memories buried deep in my heart come to life at this moment, and they begin to come back vividly before my eyes.

It's time for the light to come back. The injured people chased and fled in the mountains and forests for three days. The dripping water did not enter, the grains of rice were not eaten, and it was the time when the oil ran out and the lamp ran out.

”After all, life is hard to part with!”

Sumo sighed in his heart, feeling a little bit about how he left, how the remaining wives and children should face powerful enemies.

He had foreseen this kind of result a long time ago. Although he was prepared, he never thought that these superficial and upright sects would be so dirty in secret.

”If there is an afterlife, I must be a lawless demon!”

Thinking like this, Sumo, facing the fear of death, couldn't help smiling.

The ruddy on his face also opened the wound with the smile, and the blood gurgled out. After tonight, there will be no more elder of Shifangmen Taishang in the world, Sumo.

With a trembling hand, he took out the last vial from his arms, poured out the pill in the bottle, and swallowed it in one mouthful.

The medicine wrapped in the brown honey pill was greedily swallowed by Somo before he tasted the taste.