40,000 Years of Cultivation

"We are not afraid of pain or trouble!"

Gus stubbornly said, "We have reached such a point that we are not even afraid of death. Are we still afraid to know the truth?"

"This is not necessarily true, dear brother Gus."

Lu Qingchen smiled and said, "Whether this world or other worlds are full of all kinds of things more terrifying than death, many times, death is a kind of relief.

"Here, it's like these ants."

As Lu Qingchen said, he stretched out his hand and picked up three or five ants with his fingers.

These ants were still fighting hard just now, but at this moment, they were held up in the air by a powerful existence they could not understand, and stretched under the noses of Gus and Grey.

"They can die happily without knowing it."

As Lu Qingchen said, twisting his fingers lightly, these three or five ants immediately turned into dusty powder.

After that, Lu Qingchen caught three or five ants again and placed them in his palm.

This time, he was not in a hurry to kill the ants, so after a moment of dizziness, the ants immediately struggled to survive.

They crawled around along Lu Qingchen's palmprints, trying to figure out the outline of this "palm world", and followed Lu Qingchen's wrists towards the torso and head, as if they were going to be more like Lu Qingchen. High-level existences started a conversation, and even some ants tried to jump from Lu Qingchen's palm and escape from this "palm world" that they could not understand at all, but felt terrified.

But all the struggles and efforts are meaningless.

"Have you seen, their exploration, struggle, survival, battle, their heroism, impassionedness, death, or humility, kneeling begging for mercy, lurking minions, intrigues, all this is meaningless."

Lu Qingchen sighed and said, "If these ants really awaken a higher level of wisdom and penetrate their own situation, they can understand what powerful gods and demons are holding them-except before dying. In addition to giving them great horror, what good is there?"

Gus froze.

"but--"

Grey gritted his teeth and said, "If the ant really gains a higher level of wisdom and power, can understand its own situation, and can see the true face of the world and the gods and demons who control the world, it may not be impossible to resist, and even get rid of the death Tragic fate!

"We believers of the'Machine and Steam God' are determined to be a group of sober and rebellious ants, use great machinery and steam to explode the mask of the so-called'Fist God', and become the real master of this world. !"

"really interesting."

Lu Qingchen folded his hands together and crushed all the struggling ants on his palms to death again. Then, he took a breath, blowing the dust made up of stumps and broken arms over the ant den, and said lightly, "Whatever, if you If you have to find something to do for yourself before you die, that's your freedom. I don't care, but no matter how you want to play, please hurry up, because a storm is coming."

The storm is coming.

The gust of wind and showers on Chifeng Mountain were extremely violent. A moment ago, there were still gusts of wind and showers. In an instant, there was a screaming gust of wind and the sound of crackling rain. Moved into the sky, and slammed it down on the top of the human head.

The raindrops with a big fist can almost knock people out, break the branches, the mud flows across, and block the roads where the beasts trampled. The mountain roads that were originally winding like a maze have become intricate and complex, like a mess of cobwebs. .

The two siblings couldn't turn their heads back, so they could only help each other, gritted their teeth, one foot deep and one shallow, and they moved forward in the heavy rain and mud.

Groups of chasing soldiers were also killed in the storm.

In the beginning, it was just a team of torches with teeth and claws on the black hills opposite.

At that time, the two elder brothers and sisters still took a trace of fluke, hoping that this was just a team that went out to hunt and practice hard.

But think about it carefully, even the crazy ascetic monks, it is impossible to go deep into Chifeng Mountain in groups in such bad weather.

This must be a hunting team to capture the "evil Taoist".

The judgment of the two siblings was quickly verified.

They had been ahead of the chase for half a day.

But because the heavy rain disturbed the sight, mudslides washed away the road, lost in the depths of Chifeng Mountain, and met the chasing soldiers.

Fortunately, the team chasing soldiers was also washed down by the rainstorm, from a team of a dozen or twenty people to a group of three to five soldiers.

"Password, what's the password tonight!"

Visibility is extremely low in the dark and rainy jungle. When several chasing soldiers saw the shadowy figures of the two brothers and sisters through the swaying branches, they used this method to identify the enemy and ourselves.

The two siblings could not answer the order, so they could only run away.

A short encounter began.

"The traitor is there!"

"Don't run away these two evil spirits!"

The jungle was full of excited shouts and bloodshot eyes.

Gus knew these chasing soldiers. Many of them were his former classmates in Tekken School, but they graduated early and entered major boxing gymnasiums. Isn't it the conditions for a boxing gym to become a teacher?

These chasing soldiers knew Gus’s sister, Grey, and knew that she was the foremost master among the younger generation of Chijin Town. Whoever could catch or kill Grey could take the glory of Grey. Therefore, they were all fearless. Dead, rushed up against the storm.

"We are not, we are not traitors!"

Gus defended in a panic.

"Trash, go away!"

The former classmates responded simply and rudely.

"You idiots who were deceived by Fist God!"

Grey yelled violently, turned around in the heavy rain, dual wielding a chain mechanical crossbow, and the crossbow arrow made a precise and slight mechanical sound.

"what!"

The chaser didn't expect Grey or anyone else to spit out such abusive and vulgar language. After a moment of consternation, he became more and more angry, and his iron fist "buzzed" and hit Grey's face.

Grey sneered, bowing from left to right, and blazing crossbow arrows shot out.

"Be careful, it's an evil way of demon!"

The chasing soldiers exclaimed, moved around in mid-air, and fled in all directions.

There are also believers of the **** of fist with a particularly iron head. They yelled "The **** of fists help me", and then they raised their fists and struck the crossbow arrows. As a result, either their arms were shot through by the crossbow arrows, or their fists turned directly into fireballs, causing them to suffer miserably. Called, fell from mid-air, fell into the muddy mud, life and death do not know.

The rest of the chasing soldiers became more frightened and angry, leaving no room for a single shot, it was a fatal killer move!