Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

This is a kind of happiness that is enough to make people intoxicated to death.

All the trials and trials are fake. Here, as long as you sit down cross-legged and close your eyes, you can create the most wonderful world, no matter whether it is murder, arson, or extravagance, no one will stop you.

This temptation is so great that it can sink anyone.

He turned his head and looked at the people around him. The old monks in the Nascent Soul stage had obsession written on their faces, and the legs of the eminent monk were trembling undetectably.

They are all people with a firm heart, and they can remain calm before the catastrophe of life and death, but here, they can't even sit in meditation for three months.

There is no such thing as a firm heart and not being confused by foreign things. It is simply this world of cultivating immortals, and there is nothing fun about it.

No one can resist temptation, they are just good at avoiding temptation.

This reminded him of a sentence, "You say that all four things are empty, but you close your eyes tightly. If you open your eyes and look at me, I don't believe that your eyes are empty."

"Can't meditate anymore."

Bai Bing stood up.

He thinks that he does not have enough self-control, this thing is too powerful, it is more terrifying than any form of entertainment he has experienced in his previous life, like living in a real virtual metaverse.

Leaving this open space, he went outside and took out the chat mirror.

Suddenly, a sentence appeared above.

[Xiaobai: Don't come back. 】

what's the situation?

Angry?

Bai Bing had just finished writing and was about to send it out, but saw her second sentence.

【Xiaobai: It seems that Zhongzhou is going to attack us. 】

Bai Bing's eyes suddenly froze.

[Xiaobai: So that's the case, you knew it earlier, didn't you? 】

Bai Bing looked at the words, but didn't speak.

【Xiaobai: My father told me that this time the matter is a bit serious. Zhongzhou gave us a choice, let us give up and destroy all the cultivation methods related to evil cultivation, and we can't bring it up again.

I don't know what will happen if I don't give up, I feel like this is an ultimatum, they even said they are not afraid of Patriarch Nanxuan.

Li Minghao and the others have just awakened, but they are still doubting life. They didn't pay attention to the evil cultivators at first, but they feel that their position is a little shaken now. 】

Bai Bing was still watching, but didn't speak.

Is the conflict coming sooner than expected?

[Xiaobai: I want to hear your opinion. 】

After watching it for a while, Bai Bing knew that he had to speak, which meant standing in line.

[Xiao Si: Listen to them, safety is important. 】

[Xiaobai: But I don't want to, I just woke up, and I think this world is quite interesting.

Do you want me to give up being an evil cultivator? What about you? 】

Bai Bing pondered for a moment, and carefully wrote down a sentence.

【Xiao Si: I found a way to wake them up. If it goes well, I can wake up all of you. 】

[Xiaobai: Including the ancestors in the clan? When they are awakened, they will naturally not dare to offend my Li family.

Can you stop dreaming? You should be very clear that awakening depends on understanding. Even in our Li family, there are not many people with this understanding, let alone those old and stubborn. 】

Bai Bing couldn't say more, he chatted a few words and put away the communication magic weapon.

It would be better not to let him go back, he had no intention of going back in the first place.

After leaving the vicinity of the stele, it was indeed impossible to enter that "virtual universe".

He started walking around, probing, checking back from time to time.

Five days passed.

He saw a monk fell down again. Under the wind and sun, his clothes had rotted, and when he died, there was still a contented smile on his skinny face.

When being carried away, Bai Bing saw the man's skinny limbs, with his chest stuck to his back.

He was starved to death.

Another week passed.

【Memory. Backtracked. Restored】

Bai Bing frowned. He was on the system again and saw such a text prompt.

About half a day later, a group of monks came from outside, and Happy Town became lively.

Bai Bing saw the middle-aged man again.

He knew the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man didn't know Bai Bing.

The old lady no longer knew Bai Bing either.

Everything seems to start again, falling into an endless cycle.

The middle-aged man had a miserable face and gray hair all over his head. The old woman who destroyed the tyrant came out again and explained to him how to meet the master Nanxuan.

"So that's how it is. I'm from Beiyuan, and I used to be a suzerain."

The middle-aged man poured out the pain in his heart, and then looked at the tall stone tablet, "Sitting here for three months, can I see that Taoist master named Nanxuan?"

The old woman said with a smile, "The expert has been away for more than two months, and he will come back in just half a month."

"It turns out that the test is so simple."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "It's only half a month, then I'll go."

This time he didn't see the corpse, so he didn't retreat in spite of the difficulties. He came around the tall stone tablet, sat on the ground, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Gradually, doubts appeared on his face, then surprise, and finally intoxication

He never woke up again.

...

[I seem to understand, this is what I'm looking for.

There seems to be an ability here to reset time. Those travelers who come from afar, no matter whether they can pass the test or not, once they come, they can never leave.

After a period of time, their memory will be lost, and they will become a new traveler, repeating the above cycle.

I see that there are many middle-aged and elderly people here, and they may have been reincarnated thousands of times.

Their final destination is in front of this stele, then on a stretcher, and finally thrown into the river for burial. 】

He pondered for a while, so the Patriarch Nanxuan has mastered this ability of "memory modification"?

Then he has the ability to "shield memory modification", is it reasonable?

If he could do this, he could easily destroy Qiushan Temple.

Grass, what is this old guy doing? There is such a good thing, but let me fight alone, do you know how I live these days?

He felt the ground shake.

Looking up, a two-hundred-pound girl with a thick back was blinking at him shyly, trying to cover her face with a paper fan, but unfortunately her face was bigger than the paper fan.

An old woman next to her enthusiastically said: "Little boy, what's your name? She looks pretty handsome. You see, this is my daughter. She's good everywhere, but she's a little shy. Do you want to make a friend?"

slipped away.

...

Just one day later, Bai Bing suddenly received a message from Li Qingsi.

【Patriarch Nanxuan is back. 】

Lee's.

The atmosphere today is particularly dignified.

The lobby is full of respected seniors, and even Li Tiansu, the backbone of the inner sect, is not qualified to step here today.

"Yunhe, please make it clear that so many young people have been led into evil ways by you, do you want to ruin the future of my Li family?"

The one who spoke was an old man, with red eyebrows and red hair, his eyes were like fire, he was one of the supreme elders of the Suzaku Clan, he had been in seclusion for a hundred years, and now he was awakened.

The Supreme Elder is the first ancestor of the Suzaku Clan, even higher than Yunzhong Yunhe and other ancestors. He has long focused on retreat and enlightenment, and has been dreaming for a hundred years, ignoring family affairs.

Facing the Supreme Elder, Yunhe naturally would not neglect, "What about evil cultivators? I am just inheriting Nanxuan's will.

Elders, let's concentrate on practicing and don't need to pay attention to these things. "

"If I ignore it, the Divine Phoenix Clan will block the door, isn't it embarrassing?"

The elder Taishang said indifferently, "Evil cultivators will never get the way, stop!

If he persists in his obsession, the old man can only clean up the family on his behalf! "

Yunhe smiled lightly, "Today, maybe there are only a few of you."

He backs off.

Many elders frowned, Yunhe is the one in power, who else can speak for him?

At this time, a figure walked out, with a deep breath and a tall figure.

"Nan Xuan!"

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