I Can’t Be a Sword God

"I am a little monster who has cultivated in this mountain for three hundred years. I have no name and no surname. My friends in the mountain call me Xiaodiexian..."

After getting up, the girl introduced herself.

"oh?"

Hearing this name, both Wang Longqi and Dulanke twitched their eyebrows, then looked at each other, then closed their eyes together, and at the same time stretched out a finger to poke the girl's forehead.

Dulanke asked: "Die Xian Die Xian, when can I marry a wife?"

Wang Longqi asked: "Die Xian Die Xian told me, how many wives can I marry in this life?"

"..." The girl was silent for a while, she hesitated to speak, and swallowed the "stupid" that had reached her throat.

After a bit of restraint, he forced a smile and said, "You two, I am a butterfly, not the pots and pans..."

"Eh..." Wang Longqi smiled when he heard the words: "Hahaha, yes, the ones in the mountains must be butterflies..."

Lao Du also smiled to ease the embarrassment, "Oh, I don't know what kind of butterfly you are, Miss Xiaodie. It must be very rare to be able to cultivate such a beautiful appearance."

Xiaodiexian showed a sweet smile, and replied softly: "I am Nendie."

...

In this fog, several people talked to each other, and finally figured out the origin of this little butterfly fairy.

It turns out that she has been cultivating in this East River Valley since she was born, and she can be considered at ease. The Dongjiang Valley is full of blessings, and it is a place of exquisite beauty. There are a lot of plant elves, most of them are not very hostile, and get along very well with each other. For hundreds of years, there has been no dispute, and it will not harm anyone.

However, a group of cultivators suddenly came a few days ago, and they cast a spell to summon this strange fog, blocking the entire valley from the outside world. A monster in the mountain went to stop it, but was killed directly.

When the mist completely covered the valley, they still summoned a large number of strange half-human, half-demon existences from nowhere. These half-demons were numerous and powerful, and their arrival also brought disaster to the vegetation elves in the valley.

In Dongjiang Valley, the water and soil are beautiful, and there is a kind of natural treasure called "Fantasy Grass". And after those half-monsters arrived, they actually wanted to get rid of all the other vegetation in the valley, and only kept the herb, the Immortal Return Grass, to grow.

In this way, it is unknown how many plant elves will be killed, because most of the plant elves that already have spirits are still unable to move their bodies.

Monsters in the form of wild beasts like Xiaodie Xian can move freely, and most of them have already fled for their lives. But she didn't want to leave her homeland, and as a butterfly fairy, she had been friends with the grass and trees in the mountains for many years, and she had a deep relationship with them, so she couldn't bear to see them being slaughtered for nothing.

But she was single and weak. During the battle to rescue the grass and trees in the mountains, she was chased by two half-monsters and fled in embarrassment all the way, almost dying.

At this time, I happened to meet these powerful human cultivators, and I could only turn to them for help.

It was also because of her luck that she happened to meet these people.

"Half human, half demon?"

"Returning Immortal Grass?"

Listening to Xiaodiexian's description, some familiar scenes couldn't help coming to Li Chu's mind.

As early as when he was in Hangzhou Mansion, the fledgling Li Chu once destroyed the rebellion conspiracy of Jiangnan Wang Ji Baxiao. Later, during the interrogation, Chao Tianque learned that he had a plan to use the alchemy formula of Baishigong of the Demon Gate to manufacture a large amount of a strange medicine called Good Fortune Pill to concoct the army.

This kind of elixir can quickly transform a person into a strange existence that is half human and half demon, greatly enhancing the combat effectiveness. If it wasn't for the Jiangnan Wang being obsessed with ghosts and using this medicine on Liu Qinglian in Taogulou before it was refined in large quantities, it might not have been exposed.

It was also because of Miss Xiaoliu that Li Chu met Chen Huaji, the king of licking kings under Chaotianque's sect, and the "nothing" little genius doctor from Xuanhu Villa, etc., and made some strange friends.

And there is a main medicine in the Good Fortune Pill, which is Immortal Returning Grass.

This herb is extremely harsh on the selection of the growing environment, and it is difficult to store, so it must be obtained nearby. At that time, the Jiangnan King's subordinates found the growing place of Immortal Return Grass near Hangzhou Mansion, which was a lake named Qin Ze, where there were many demon bears, and Qin Ze water ghost who killed people and gave grass...

Although it has been a long time, the existence of these half-demons and immortal grasses made Li Chu dare to conclude that the cultivator who summoned the white mist here must be related to the magic gate.

And the man in the demon sect who was making wind and rain in the north was probably one of the five Dharma kings who had met, the Golden Bodhisattva.

Thinking of this, Li Chudao: "Be careful, this may be done by the Golden Bodhisattva."

"So it's the Golden Bodhisattva..."

Old Du frowned slightly, nodded, showing a look that was a bit tricky but not that difficult.

Maybe he didn't even pay attention to it. He is a hopeless pensioner in Shenluo City. He doesn't know when it started. He feels that heroes in the world are becoming more and more commonplace.

"Miss Diexian, the matter here should involve the demon sect, and we will not just ignore the matter of those demons killing innocent grass and tree elves. You are most familiar with this mountain, please lead the way and take us to the meeting For a while, those half-demons."

"Master..."

Xiaodiexian looked at Li Chu in a daze, not quite understanding why he seemed to be the main one here. It is obvious that the wretched man in the back is the boss of the Truman family who has reached the sky... Looking back at Wang Longqi, it seems that he has no objection to Li Chu's words.

Then listen to him.

Xiaodiexian smiled sweetly, probably because he was handsome.

"Okay, I'll show you the way, but those half-demons are extremely cruel... There are too many of them..."

"Don't worry, Miss Diexian..." Lao Du tugged at her sleeve, signaling her to lead the way with confidence, and at the same time gave a thumbs up with his right hand, and whispered: "My master, I am invincible."

...

In the depths of the fog ahead, in a huge camp built at some unknown time.

Half-demon murderers of different shapes walked back and forth in the huge camp built along the valley, making noise and howling unceasingly. Although these half-demons have turned into monsters, their living habits are still the same as humans, and they are not used to eating and sleeping in the open.

In a two-story wooden building in the center of the camp, a man in a white robe was standing in front of the hall, and there was no one else in the house.

Only directly in front of him was a black wooden signboard, and the incense burner altar in front of him was clearly a spiritual place. There is a line of large characters engraved on the spirit card, "The spiritual seat of my best friend Zuo Dannu".

Facing the spirit tablet, the man said in a deep voice: "Zuo Dannu... the master's plan of good fortune pill has been completed, and the scene you and I envisioned at the beginning is about to come true. The army that took our good fortune pill will sweep the world. Although the starting point is not Jiangnan , but the North..."

"I will carry your legacy and go all the way..."

"That little Taoist priest named Li Chu, sooner or later, I will seek revenge on him!"

"You have knowledge under the spring, so watch that day carefully!"

Ahahaha, I am so emotional, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival again. I remember that during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, I also wrote a festival scene for the occasion, and it really has been a year in a flash. But because I stopped updating for four months, the time of the novel could not catch up with the reality hahaha.

I don’t know how many good brothers have been following until now. In fact, I can basically remember every ID that I often comment on. I often follow and disappear. I will be sad for a while, and then I gradually get used to it.

I really never thought that this book could take so long to write. I am not a long-term person. I thought it would never exceed a year. This illness disrupted all my plans. The momentum was quite good, but it was completely half-dead. With this amount of updates, it is estimated that there is not much hope in the future. Hahaha but it doesn't matter, I will always finish writing.

In the middle, I also had the idea of ​​not writing at all, recuperating and starting a new book with better results than now, but thinking that there are still readers looking forward to this book, I completely erased that idea. After all, it can be regarded as my first book in the true sense. As long as there is still one person reading it, then I have to try my best to write the finale.

It is false to say that the illness has no effect, the energy is not as good as before, and the text and plot control are not good. In fact, from the very beginning I felt uncomfortable, that is, at the beginning of this volume, it was a bit scattered. After all, for a player like me who has no outline, if the momentary state collapses, it will collapse. I will try to tidy up this volume as much as possible, and I have to make an outline and structure for the next volume before starting to write.

Finally, I would like to thank everyone for their support for such a long time. I hope that everyone will be reunited, healthy and happy.