"My dear boy Han Li, thank you for saving my life!"
Han Li's voice choked, and he hugged Uncle Jiu's thigh and began to cry.
He found himself so stupid that he actually believed the liar's words and was unwilling to believe the words of the real Taoist priest in front of him.
If the Taoist priest had not been kind-hearted and had not given up, he would have continued to help their family.
He really didn’t know…
I really don't know what will happen to his family...
Maybe, the family will be broken up!
When Han Li thought of this, his face was filled with regret. He was about to kowtow to Uncle Jiu again, but was stopped by Uncle Jiu.
"It was only fate that I saved you. Why do you have to do this? It's too much."
Uncle Jiu looked embarrassed and secretly glanced at his little apprentice. Seeing that he didn't pay much attention, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It was Han Li and his family who secretly ran away last night, and his little disciple didn't know about it.
Why do I always feel like I’m being caught cheating on my wife
Um
What a mess!
Uncle Jiu felt a sudden chill, and then he saw Han Li reaching into his arms and suddenly pulling out a small bottle.
"Master, this is a treasure I found in the mountains when I was a child. I don't know what it is, but I think it's useful. It should be used by practitioners. Please take a look."
He was not telling the truth.
This little bottle wasn't exactly picked up.
When he was very young, he went out to urinate at night and unexpectedly saw black smoke billowing from the top of the mountain and constant roaring sounds.
He didn't know why at the time, but he sneaked over. Before he got in, he heard an earth-shaking roar.
Then a man in black fell from the sky and died in front of him.
He seemed to be a kid from the countryside, or maybe his family was too poor at the time. Looking at the unrecognizable corpse in front of him, Han Li's heart was moved.
He plucked up the courage to go forward and touch the corpse, and took some silver and the small bottle in front of him from the man.
It was because of that silver that many people in the village starved to death, but all five members of their family survived.
And the small bottle was secretly hidden by Han Li.
Looking at the bottle in Han Li's hand, Russell fell silent, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
this…
I'm a little panicked!
Uncle Jiu looked at the bottle with an extremely serious expression. He took it, flicked his finger lightly, and the tightly sealed bottle mouth slowly opened.
Han Li's eyes widened when he saw this. When he picked up this bottle, he thought it must be a great treasure, but no matter what he did, he tried all kinds of methods and he just couldn't open it.
It seems that he really has no destiny with this treasure.
"This is the corpse water of evil practitioners."
Uncle Jiu had a solemn expression on his face, this corpse water was a very ominous thing to the world, it was extremely powerful, extremely difficult to refine, and it specifically polluted people's souls and was extremely disgusting.
He suddenly seemed to have thought of something and looked at Han Li in a daze.
From observing Han Li's fate before, one year later, Han Li had hundreds of lives in his hands. Even an evil cultivator could not cultivate so fast.
It seems that this small bottle is his opportunity, which allows him to transform from an ordinary person into a cultivator, the kind of evil cultivator who kills people like crazy, in just one year.
Uncle Jiu bent his hand slightly, and a stream of thick liquid slowly fell from the bottle and instantly landed on the ground.
The ground immediately sank silently and spread in all directions, scaring the people around so much that they stepped back one after another, not daring to look directly at it.
In just a few seconds, a hole appeared on the ground, which was several people deep.
It's just a drop!
And this is the ground. If it drips onto a person, hiss, hiss, hiss…
Russell's eyes lit up when he saw it. This thing was simply the perfect weapon for torturing people, killing people and burning corpses.
Unfortunately, he is no longer an ordinary person and no longer needs this thing.
"Nine Palace Order—Earth!"
With a bend of his fingers, the ground where everyone was standing rolled slightly, and the black hole several meters deep was instantly refilled with soil. The ground was extremely flat, as if the hole just now did not exist.
Everyone's eyes widened. Isn't this the legendary divine method
Moving mountains and filling the sea
Russell touched his chin, "Han Li, where did you get this little bottle?"
Such a serious thing, and it is the stuff of evil cultivators, and it is preserved so well. How could an ordinary person come into contact with it
"I picked it up on the mountain." Han Li hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.
After all, the two Taoists in front of him looked decent, and the owner of this small bottle was so vicious that he was most likely a bad guy.
"I felt it on that person, and that person fell from the sky and died right in front of me."
Falling from the sky
The evil cultivator who fell to death
Uncle Jiu was confused. He felt like he had heard this before.
I subconsciously turned my head to look at Russell. It seemed that this little guy had done something similar to this in the past.
When he ran out of money, a huge piece of Zhengtian stone fell from the sky.
There is no magic weapon, but a top-grade magic weapon fell from the sky, and it also comes with its own inheritance.
There's no other way. Falling from the sky and killing an evil cultivator is not too much, right
"Is there any technique?"
Uncle Jiu asked about it and said that the cultivation method of an evil cultivator was extremely important and could not be spread out.
Han Li shook his head, which made Uncle Jiu feel relieved. As long as there was no such thing, it was good. Who knows how many people would have died less.
"What's the name of your mountain?"
"I heard from the old people in the village that the mountain seems to be called Wanren Mountain."
Han Li thought quietly for a moment, "It seems that when Da Zi invaded the Central Plains, he surrounded and killed a group of righteous men on that mountain, and no one dared to collect the bodies, so they were all exposed there."
Nearly two hundred years have passed. The rivers of blood and the heroic deeds of those years have long since vanished into thin air and become mere legends among the people.
The white bones scattered all over the mountain are occasionally kicked by people climbing the mountain, which reminds people of the stories of the past.
But as long as the Qing Dynasty has not fallen, how many people dare to mention it
Fortunately, the Qing Dynasty fell!
Russell just nodded with a sigh and let out a rare sigh.
There is a saying that history is always written by the victors.
Sometimes it is so cruel. If you stand on the wrong side, even if you sacrifice your life, you won’t even know your name. Your death is like smoke and no one will know it.
Longevity, longevity!
Russell felt touched. As long as he lived long enough, even if he felt lonely, it would be better than to die.
Thinking about this, the sense of urgency in his heart became stronger.
“Russell.”
Uncle Jiu suddenly spoke. His expression was a little solemn, and in his hand was still the small bottle containing the corpse water.
"We may not be able to set off right away. We still have to go to the Ten Thousand People Mountain to take a look. If I'm not mistaken, there is a corpse demon there."
"Corpse demon?"
"An evil cultivator who crawled out of a pile of dead bodies, born out of the resentment of tens of thousands of people, is extremely terrifying."
Uncle Jiu looked at the small bottle in front of him and said, "Only corpse demons can make corpse water. I was careless."
Corpse demon
Russell's eyes suddenly lit up. Isn't this the energy point sent to him? !
Cousin, here I come!