"Reboot, eat some crab meat, it can replenish your physical strength." Li Xianyu handed over a piece of crab meat.
Jiese's white clothes have been stained red with blood, and there are many wounds on his body. Fortunately, they are all minor injuries. Apart from the disordered breath and miserable appearance, no fundamental damage has been done.
While the eminent Buddhist monks and Taoist sects were protecting their disciples, Jiese took on the heavy responsibility of supporting everyone. He would run wherever there was danger and block the knives and guns of the Taoist and Buddhist Association people.
He glanced at me with his pale eyes and said calmly: "Monks don't eat meat."
Li Xianyu muttered: "It's rigid and boring. How come you are still talking about these rules and regulations? How could that old and crooked Buddha head teach such a pedantic disciple like you?"
Jie Se gave him a cold glance.
It stands to reason that Li Xianyu and he have a very close relationship, because Li Wuxiang and he are brothers, even though they have never met. Li Wuxiang's son, in terms of seniority, Li Xianyu is his nephew.
But Jingse just didn't like this kid. He even felt that Li Peiyun was more pleasing to the eye than Li Xianyu. In the current blood world F4, both Dan Chenzi and Li Peiyun were pure people.
One is indifferent (slightly sinister), the other is cold and proud (slightly skinny).
Only Li Xianyu is the big dye vat.
You are right to say that he is despicable;
It would be correct to say that he was a dissolute man;
It seems fair to say that he is serious and serious.
For example, when thinking about Hua Yang and Yao Dao at the Tao Discussion Conference, Jiese knew that he would do that, but he knew that most people couldn't do it. I can't express my anger for a demon who has been dead for eighty years.
Jie Se is a monk with a clear mind. He instinctively dislikes a mortal like Li Xianyu who is deep-minded and sophisticated.
"Before you go down the mountain, does Fotou have anything to tell you?" Li Xianyu suddenly asked.
"Responsible for opening the door, no more." Jiese thought for a while and answered truthfully.
"Remember what your master said." After Li Xianyu finished speaking, he quietly handed him a needle with crimson blood in it.
Jingse didn't answer and looked at him blankly.
"My blood... Oh, it has the ability to heal itself." Li Xianyu lowered his voice: "Take it, it can save lives at critical moments. Also, this is my secret, don't tell it."
It’s not a secret anymore. The number of people who know it can’t be counted on both hands and feet.
Putting the needle into Jie Se's hand, Li Xianyu dragged his crab claws and walked towards his ancestors, with a smile on his face and said "my milk" in one mouthful.
He looked like he was licking a dog.
Jie Se lowered his head and stared at the needle in his palm. Recalling Li Xianyu's words, he always felt that he seemed to have something meaningful to say.
"Before going down the mountain, Master warned me to listen more to Li Xianyu's opinions..." Jiese frowned and silently put the needle away.
At this time, he felt someone walking next to him. It was the commander-in-chief Bi Lei Di who was so handsome that he alarmed the party.
"Master of Jingse." Lei Di greeted with a smile.
"I don't dare." Jiese clasped his hands together and lowered his head slightly.
The Thunder Emperor pointed at the huge bronze door, "Behind this door is the Palace of All Gods. Do you see anything?"
Jie Se raised his head and looked up at the bronze door.
He couldn't help but think of a certain cartoon he watched when he was young. The short Monkey King was holding a golden hoop and standing outside the Nantian Gate. The Nantian Gate was towering and majestic, towering into the clouds and shrouded in mist. The Monkey King was as small as an ant.
After many years, he suddenly saw a scene from an animation, which shocked and amazed him.
The bronze door is carved with strange cloud patterns. This style of carving cannot be found in human history. Of course Lei Emperor would not let him see this, so Jiese quickly focused his attention on the giant bird at the door knocker.
It was a big bird spreading its wings and about to fly. The image was very elegant, but also very strange, and the species could not be identified.
The focus is on the eyes of the big bird. The eyes are circles composed of independent grooves. One of the grooves looks familiar...
"Where is Baoze's key?" Lei Di pointed to one of the grooves, withdrew his gaze and looked at Jiese. Without any nonsense, he went straight to the point: "Where is the key to Lianghua Temple?"
Jiese's pupils shrank.
"There are eight keys to the Palace of the Gods, but it seems that only one is needed to enter it. Regarding this, Baoze was also very confused at first. After discussion, we came to the conjecture that different keys may be able to open the door. Different doors. We, Baoze, will go in first later, and then you can bring them in after the door is closed."
Jie Se nodded slightly: "What about those casual cultivators?"
"Originally we didn't plan to let casual cultivators come in. You should take the blame yourself." Lei Di shrugged.
The key point of rebooting is that casual cultivators are very troublesome. They are unruly and undisciplined. They are a ragtag group of people, but they have a lot of power. They may cause trouble for you at critical moments.
Baoze was very angry after the Taoist and Buddhist Association and the seven major families revealed the news about the Wanshen Palace to the outside world. Now everyone in Baoze feels as if they have discovered an ancient tomb. The national archaeological team has not yet arrived. The people are already mumbling: The tomb belongs to the nation, it belongs to us, and the treasures inside also belong to us.
The major families in the blood world are like country tyrants who encourage the people to cause trouble, relying on the people and their own power to compete with the imperial court.
This is the current situation in the vampire world.
Baoze employees have no interest in these casual cultivators, and are not even willing to let them enter the Palace of the Gods, for the sake of their lives. But organizations such as the major families and the casual cultivator alliance don't think so. In their view, these casual cultivators can be used as cannon fodder and as a check and balance on Baoze.
Lei Di said loudly: "The employees of the Baoze Group and the cooperating forces are coming to gather immediately. We are preparing to enter the Palace of the Gods."
His voice attracted everyone's attention. Baoze's employees silently moved closer to the Thunder Emperor, and six or seven foreign forces including the Superpower Association and the Sakurai family also gathered together.
Not only them, casual cultivators and members of the Bloodline family shamelessly came here.
Baoze's senior employees stood in a row with expressionless faces and stopped people.
"Why are you stopping us? Do you, Baoze, want to dominate the Ten Thousand Gods Palace?"
"The Palace of the Gods belongs to all of us, why aren't we allowed to go in together?"
"Your Baoze is still an official organization, bah, it's not even as good as the Taoist and Buddhist Associations and major families."
"We have also donated blood, why are we not allowed in?"
Seeing this, the casual cultivators with no background and the small and weak forces began to clamor.
They seemed to have been mentally prepared and united to denounce Baoze.
"Roar!"
The Black God stepped out and roared deeply. The sound waves contained spiritual power, rippling like ripples, making the casual cultivators nearby feel dizzy and have chest tightness.
The noise stopped instantly.
The ape god followed and stepped out, looked at Zixiong, and said in a deep voice: "Baoze has never promised you anything. Instead, he has repeatedly warned you that the Palace of the Gods is a dangerous place, so don't come near it."
Fighting God said coldly: "Whoever promises you, you go to."
Baoze S-class people expressed their stance one after another, and their attitude was very clear, that is, they would not let people from small forces enter.
Baoze's prestige was so great that the people were immediately frightened and dared not speak out in anger.
In the crowd, Shen Kuo said angrily: "It's so majestic. Everyone has contributed to opening the Shimen. If you put in the effort, you should get something. Why should Baoze rob everyone of the fruits of their labor?"
The head of the Wu family echoed: "There is strength in numbers. It is precisely because the Palace of the Gods is in danger that we should work together."
With the support of the family heads of the seven major surnames, the crowd became bolder and a series of echoes came out.
The idea of the Seven Surnames is very simple. Rogue cultivators are double-edged swords. They are good teammates who can charge into battle and serve as cannon fodder, and they are also competitors who can steal heads if they disagree with each other.
If several large-scale casual cultivators are added to the list, the forces gathered here have surpassed their seven major families, which is obviously not conducive to subsequent treasure hunting.
Therefore, we need to push the troublesome casual cultivators to Baoze, at least part of them.
The atmosphere was tense, and everyone in Baoze frowned. Upon seeing this, Li Xianyu silently took out his wallet from Sanwu's pocket, put his hand into it, groped for a long time, and took out an RPG and put it on Sanwu's shoulder. Give her a gentle push on her small waist.
Sanwu ran forward a few steps, aiming the dark muzzle at the shouting crowd.
Under the indifferent expression of the former Grade-A killer of the Ancient God Sect that said "I don't have a teammate" on his face, the scene suddenly became silent, followed by a burst of chaotic footsteps, and the blood descendants in the front row backed away in panic, their faces turning pale. .
The threat of thermal weapons to vampires is huge, and the explosive power of anti-tank rocket launchers can easily blow their flesh and blood to pieces.
This kind of explosive power derived from science and technology is the embodiment of the power of "mortal people". After decades of hard work, maybe a shot of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yuan can make you lose your thousand years of Taoism.
But in normal times, people don't actually care about most thermal weapons. If the weapon system is compared to a technological tree, then the main trunk is the word "destructive power". Other features are sparsely forked.
And if the blood system is compared to a tree, the Jida is the main trunk, but its branches are densely packed and all are unusually thick.
In short, the blood system has many variations and countless abilities.
Although carbon-based beings cannot withstand powerful thermal weapons, with an RPG like this, most people present are confident that they can avoid it. The Vampires' powerful five senses allow them to predict the trajectory of a sniper rifle.
It is too easy to avoid hot weapons. For example, with earth-type abilities, you only need to build an earth wall between yourself and the missile in advance, so that the missile cannot blow up you. There are too many similar abilities to count.
But if the launcher is a former Class A killer of the Ancient God Religion, then the situation will be different. The cannonballs fired by her have their own GPS navigation system.
Although you can still find ways to resist, the people with this ability are all super masters, and they are just casual practitioners with no background and no power.
Shen Kuo silently shut up, and the other family heads also stopped talking.
Baoze's S-levels twitched their lips. They had repeatedly warned Sanwu not to use weapons of mass destruction in a small environment or with a large number of teammates.
Sanwu agreed seriously, but now it seems that she obviously listens to the words of the heirs of the Li family.
In this mission to the Palace of the Gods, what the S-levels fear most is not the god-like enemies, but the "no teammates" attribute and Li Xianyu's troublesome physique.
The essence of both is: beat the enemy and destroy teammates.
After a moment of stalemate, Lei Di pulled Jiese aside and said, "Do you think this is okay? We, Baoze, take a step back, and let's divert the people present."
"How to divert?" Jiese asked.
He obviously forgot Master's warning and Li Xianyu's reminder that rigidity, seriousness, and a strong sense of justice are the biggest characteristics of rebooting. Sometimes, it can also become a weakness.
He regarded himself as the leader and believed that since he was responsible for leading the team on behalf of Master, he had to consider the Taoist and Buddhist Association.
"It's up to you to take care of the casual cultivators. You still have to bear the blame, but in exchange, we can help you take care of the blood family and even some people from the Taoist and Buddhist Associations." Lei Di said: "You can discuss it with them. Tell them not to leave the casual cultivators to us."
Jie Se thought for a moment, then went over to discuss with people from the Taoist and Buddhist Associations and major families.
They disagreed at first, but after many discussions, one-third of the casual cultivators were led by Baoze, and the Zhao family and Shentu family also followed Baoze. In addition, there are several small blood descendant families. A total of more than 500 people belonged to the Baoze camp. The others all followed the guidance of the Ji Dao successor of Lianghua Temple.
After the discussion, Lei Di took out the irregular-shaped metal key from his wallet. The key vibrated in his hand, trying hard to get rid of its restraints.
The moment the key was taken out, everyone stared at it, their faces full of excitement and patience, and their eyes shining with excitement and passion.
Lei Di let go of his hand, and the key flew out on its own, embedded in one of the grooves, and fit perfectly.
As if Pandora's box had been opened, everyone felt an invisible sense of oppression. Everyone held their breath and stared at the bronze door. The giant bird on the door was stained with a layer of ink at some point, and its entire body was pitch black.
This darkness keeps spreading, like ink spreading quickly on rice paper.
The bronze door is rice paper, which is turning black. When darkness covers the entire bronze door, it turns into an ink door.
The most yin and evil power emanated from the Mo Gate, and the blood descendants outside the door retreated one after another as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Even a master of Baoze Shishen's level felt very uncomfortable.
Li Xianyu was the only one in the audience who was completely immune. His eyes widened. This aura was so familiar. It was the aura of slime.
"I'm back, I'm back..." Slime murmured.
I was in a bad mood today. I didn't code in the morning. In addition, because readers complained about typos, I finished coding. I checked word by word and it took me a while.
(End of chapter)