Mysterious Catastrophe - Chapter 702

[Chapter 700 Lunar Reversal]

Chen San is an ordinary villager in Chenjia Village.

He practiced a few boxing techniques when he was young, and traveled to several mortal cities. After accumulating some money, he was able to buy a house and dozens of acres of fertile land after returning to his hometown. His wealthy family was the envy of many villagers.

But he knew that his life was like that.

As a citizen of Dagan, he knows more and desires more than other villagers.

For example… He knew that the ‘immortal’ really existed, and even personally saw the immortal take action a few times.

Naihe… cultivating immortals needs spiritual roots, but he has no spiritual roots!

This completely blocked his path to immortality!

Even though he returned to his hometown, accompanied by his sweet wife and beloved son, in the dead of night, when he recalled all the things he had done before, he still couldn’t sleep at night, like a hundred claws scratching his heart.

this night.

He glanced at his loving wife and son who was sleeping soundly, put on his coat, turned and walked out of the door to the courtyard.

Looking at the bright and bright moon, I couldn’t help sighing: “Life is only a hundred years… I have no hope of cultivating immortals. I can only have more children and give my hope to the next generation…”

suddenly……

There was a dull thunder in the sky, and the clouds were dense!

Just when Chen San thought it was going to rain, the dark cloud suddenly dissipated again, as if nothing he had seen before was an illusion.

Chen San couldn’t help but look solemn, knowing that this kind of mutation might have something to do with those immortals with great magical powers!

However, the next moment, he opened his mouth in surprise…

Because of that round silver plate-like full moon, it was suddenly dyed with a layer of crimson!

The crimson was bright and dripping, which made him inexplicably think of food, and swallowed saliva unconsciously in his throat…

“Lunar Star… turned red?”

Chen San was so frightened that his face paled.

After all, for the ancients, the reversal of the lunar yin means that there will be a catastrophe!

He was already thinking about whether to stock up on food, or even take his family to hide in the mountains.

At this moment, Chen San suddenly snorted.

Because above the crimson lunar yin, he seemed to see… a tree again? !

It looks like a branch composed of flesh and blood, and it looks like a human arm, which is constantly extending the scope of the Taiyin…

nice!

An unimaginable beauty that transcends the extreme fills Chen San’s heart.

He found that in the books he had studied, he couldn’t find a single sentence that could describe the beauty of that red mother tree.

Human language is inherently pale.

in the gaze of ecstasy.

There seemed to be a hazy babble in Chen San’s ears.

He has traveled all over the world, heard different dialects and slang words, and also knows the principle of “ten li is different, and a hundred miles is different”. Some dialects may not be understood after dozens of miles.

But this time the language is completely different from those rural dialects!

Chen San confirmed that he had never heard of this dialect, but he could understand the meaning…

The voice was saying:

“God of the Valley… immortal…”

“…It’s for…Xuanye…”

“The roots of heaven and earth…”

“Mianmian if stored…inexhaustible, inexhaustible…the mother of the Tao!”

…

Chen San had also searched hard for immortal scriptures, but in the end he found nothing.

At this moment, his eyes filled with tears, knowing that if there is a supreme secret scripture for cultivating immortals, it must be like this!

This is the real road!

All things are born, can chase the road!

No, it is the Dao chasing people!

Even if I only heard a few sentences, those words and arrangements seem to have infinite meanings, and every time I understand and interpret… new scriptures will be born.

You don’t need to read and comprehend the scriptures, you don’t need to study hard, and you don’t need to ask others to interpret them… As long as you hear those babblings, you will automatically obtain the true meaning of the Dao that many people dream of!

This made Chen San know a lot of knowledge inexplicably.

For example…everything is alive!

As long as you use a little suitable means, you can slaughter, cook, devour… from the bodies of all animals and plants such as chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, and extract that little ‘reiki’.

As long as he accumulates enough ‘spirits’… even without spiritual roots, he can still cultivate immortals!

Uh……

In fact, spirituality and aura are not the same thing at all.

However, for an ordinary person, if he can obtain power beyond the ordinary, that is cultivating immortals!

“Xiu Xian!”

“I didn’t expect…I also have an immortal fate!”

Chen San clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at… the pigsty in the courtyard!

the next day.

When Chen San’s wife and son woke up in the morning, they smelled a seductive fragrance.

When I came to the kitchen, I saw Chen San was cooking pork with a big spoon.

Seeing his wife coming over, he grinned widely: “Are you up? Today… we eat braised pork at home!”

“Eat pork! Eat pork!”

Chen San’s son jumped and jumped with joy…

…

Rewind time to last night.

Qianyang City.

When the lunar inversion is reversed and the red moon flies into the sky.

A sound like a beast’s wailing suddenly appeared everywhere in this immortal cultivation city.

“God of grain! God of grain!”

A cultivator holding a magic weapon, his hair is disheveled, and he will kill anyone he sees!

The scattered cultivators hurriedly avoided, and some took out magical weapons to fight back: “It’s not good…you Wang Daoyou has gone crazy and gone crazy!”

“Don’t look at the lunar star in the sky… There are demons at work, which fellow Taoist has the talisman to clear the heart or the treasure to remove the demons?”

“Damn…the Heart Purification Mantra is useless!”

“Where’s the City Guard? Where did the law enforcement cultivator go?”

“Help… The Wu family Zhuji who sells spirit tea at the street has gone crazy… He… he has turned into a flesh-and-blood monster!”

“A monster sneaked into the city?”

“Go find the ancestor of Jie Dan!”

…

Qianyang City was in chaos, and monks were enchanted everywhere, killing people frantically, and even turning into foreign objects!

The law enforcement monks are like moths to the flames, and they are even crazy.

“Haha… The door of the mysterious female! The door of the mysterious female! I understand… I understand!”

Wanhua Building.

This is a brothel that many lustful monks like to visit.

The female cultivator inside is said to have a background in the magic way, and is very good at all kinds of joint cultivation techniques, which can make male cultivators rise to the nine heavens.

And now…

A pale, huge mountain of meat suddenly burst through the entire attic, and above the countless fat meat, there were still various mutilated limbs, and faces in bliss appeared on the surface.

At the top is the face of the ancestor of Jiedan who is stationed here. She has a very happy expression on her face, as if she has touched the unforgettable avenue, and she has even ascended to immortality!

“It’s actually connected to Dan Ye…”

A clear light appeared, and among them was an old man with a quirky face, and it was the Nascent Soul old monster who was responsible for guarding Qianyang City!

“Elder Gu!”

Several cultivators with lingering fears on their faces followed behind the Nascent Soul old monster: “If the elder hadn’t rescued him with ‘Chuchen Bell’ before, I’m afraid that I would also be controlled by that demonic sound, my incarnation. demon!”

“Hmph… You usually don’t focus on your practice, but suddenly encountering such a powerful demon invasion, it is inevitable that you will get into the devil…”

Elder Gu held a bell carved like jasper: “It’s also your luck! If this old man didn’t happen to have this magic weapon to guard the mind and get rid of the demons…you will end up with that Roshan!”

Many cultivators of Pill Formation looked at the various tentacles dancing wildly on Roshan, and layers of cold sweat could not help but appear on their foreheads…