The Transmigrator's Cultivation

Chapter 713

These mortal soldiers, armed with weapons, lined up, yelled and shouted, and when the general gave an order, they clenched in the middle and started to collide.The formation is like a long snake, like a fierce tiger, like a flowing cloud, like a flying rainbow. Countless soldiers fight with their fleshy bodies, swords and soldiers meet each other, shouting to kill and shaking the sky.

Not long after, there was a muffled sound of swords piercing into the flesh, that is, the flesh and blood fell to the ground, before being dragged away, it has become a stepping thing for others.The blood gurgled, flowing into a river on the battlefield, with a strong evil spirit, shaping it into an iron-blooded soul.

Some soldiers were killed by the enemy, their eyes were wide open, their eyes were desolate, and some were seriously injured. Before they could escape, they fought hard and dragged the enemy to die together.

Every time the battle lines intersect, many soldiers will die, but under the command of Lingqi, more soldiers will grit their teeth and fill their lives again!

Every soldier wants to win the other side, they are mere mortals, they don't know the art, the only thing that can fight is their blood, their persistence that they don't want to die in vain.

however……

Xu Ziqing's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the cultivator sitting cross-legged on the high platform rising up from the two armies.

They are all in the Golden Core Realm, and they are just outstanding young masters in the world of Qingchen, and they are even more ordinary in this world of Qianyuan.

But it's just that even in the fifth-rank sect, he is only a passable figure, but in this mortal battle formation, he is so superior.They saw countless mortals fighting fiercely for that mine vein, but there was no fluctuation in their eyes, as if they only saw a group of ants, without a trace of shame.

For monks, perhaps mortals are really just ants.

But for Xu Ziqing, monks come from mortals. Even mortals are like ants, but ants also have reincarnation, how can they wantonly play with life and death?

In Xu Ziqing's eyes, there seemed to be countless mysteries of life and death, and samsara flashing for a moment, and many images seemed to emerge from them.

There are mortals who are humble and humble, who are diligent and diligent, and finally jump into the dragon's gate, and spend a lifetime of loyalty and loyalty to the country and the people, but finally arouse suspicion, so that they are hidden by birds, and they die with regret...

Then the soul overflowed, plunged into the world, reincarnated, became the son of a widow, and worked hard all his life to become the prime minister. However, when he wanted to serve the widow mother, the widow mother had passed away. After he regretted it, he was involved in the court again. Tang, finally turned to power, but was killed by the wise monarch when he planned to rebel...

Its soul reentered the world and turned into a wild beast. This beast was extremely ferocious and devoured countless people. It finally became a monster beast. It was even more ferocious and devoured many monks. It was finally killed by a powerful monster, and its body was transformed into a monster pill. Refining...

The soul reincarnated again and became the son of a monk. With spiritual roots, he practiced since childhood, and later guarded the court for the sect. Because he wanted to compete with another monk for treasures, he sent mortal soldiers from the two countries to fight. hand, but on the way back, he was swallowed to death by a high-level monster...

Reincarnated again, he was a mortal again, joined the army since he was a child, was forced to get involved in the competition among monks, and later died in the battle, but the country he was in was still defeated, and all his comrades were slaughtered.

Xu Ziqing sighed softly, restraining the light in his eyes.

He couldn't bear it, but what if he couldn't bear it?

Within a hundred lives of reincarnation, the me in the previous life may not be the you in this life.

Since it is incomprehensible... then it is incomprehensible!

Xu Ziqing turned slightly: "Brother, let's go."

Yun Lie nodded slightly.

The two looked at each other, and for a moment, there was no one on the peak.

In the hearts of ordinary people, they all think that monks have the ability to move mountains and overturn the world. Although this is not right, if the monks have cultivated to the extreme, they are not far from such abilities.

In the Qianyuan Great World, although there are many mortals, they also gather into countless countries and forces, but they all know the existence of monks, and among them, those who are rich and powerful are more often associated with monks.

Ordinary people admire monks, but they don't know that monks exist.

However, even if it is known that there are monks, except for the mortals who are connected with them and can be used, no matter how much ordinary mortals admire the "Shangxian", it is difficult to get favored.

How vast is the Qianyuan Great World?Countless regions are all in it.

There is a relatively remote place, the territory is also extremely vast, and the resources are relatively poor.There are several mortal kingdoms occupying a vast territory here, and they are not attached to any sects - they are blocked in this area by a river as wide as the ocean, cutting off the connection with the monks outside the river.

The outside monks with advanced realms look down on this barren land, while those with low realms find it difficult to cross the river. Over time, although the people here know that there are "immortals", "immortals" are nothing but legends to them. Inside, martial arts are still respected, at most they are acquired or innate martial artists.

It is also because of this that when disasters occur that day, there is no way to seek help.

For example, in the torrential rain for several days, the rainwater pours down, gathers among the land and houses, gradually accumulates, and submerges people's feet.The mountain was washed away by the heavy rain, causing mountain torrents, rushing down from the mountain, like dragons, wanting to drag the land and cities of several countries into a vast ocean!

At that moment, countless houses were washed away by the flood, and countless mortals were swept up by the waves, floating and sinking in the flood.Some of them turned into floating corpses extremely quickly, and some still couldn't escape despite their best efforts, and could only wait for death in despair.

Many people have died, many people want to live, and many people are asking for help... Longing for life, longing for survival, countless longings, just like this flood, also turned into a torrent , Cheng turned the cries of countless people for help, the longing of countless people, into the last hope that I don't know if there will be.

The desire to survive, what a strong desire to survive.

Under this natural disaster, in the endless death, a vigorous vitality that is not willing to accept its fate is brewing!

In mid-air, a young man in green clothes stood in emptiness, and beside him was a man in white clothes, quietly accompanying him.

When the man in Tsing Yi looked down, he frowned slightly.

He sensed endless vitality coming, but when he got close, he found that what attracted him was the desire to survive of countless mortals, the last extravagant hope before he was on the verge of despair.

The flood was so strong that even many Houtian warriors were swept away.And the number of innate warriors is not many, even if they can float in the air to avoid the torrent, many of them are also submerged by the water after exhaustion.Although there are warriors who want to save people, under such a powerful natural disaster, even self-help is difficult to do.

Xu Ziqing's expression changed slightly.

The moment he just arrived, he saw thousands of people being swept up by the rushing water waves, and then thrown into the depths of the flood by another water wave, most of them died... This kind of natural disaster, to mortals, is not Damn it!

The life and death of these countless people should have been a cycle of reincarnation, used for Xu Ziqing's contemplation and enlightenment.

He should also look down on the world like a god, contemplate life and death, and try his best to enter the Tao.

But if he doesn't take action, it will be against his original intention, and if he uses this to comprehend, it will be a wrong path for him.

Xu Ziqing did not hesitate.

Just in the blink of an eye, a handful of leaves appeared in his hand, and then a gust of wind blew, and the leaves scattered and fell into the torrent one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the leaves swelled as fast as they could be seen with the naked eye, and turned into countless crystal clear blue boats, which floated steadily on the surface of the water.

Xu Ziqing moved again.

These blue boats swam instantly, like fish swimming, rushing towards the mortal who was drowning in the water!At this time, they are like many spoons, as long as they look at the living person in the water, they will turn over one by one, scoop them into the boat, and float away.And they seem to be vast inside, even if there are more than ten or twenty people sitting together, they don't feel crowded at all, they are very spacious.

The mortals in the flood were all weeping with joy.

"God descended from the sky, we are saved!"

"Is it an immortal who came down to help? Thank you immortal, thank you immortal!"

"Where is the immortal? I beg the immortal to show up and save my parents too!"

"Thank you immortal for saving me! Thank you immortal for saving me..."

There are countless mortal voices, which turned into a torrent and rushed straight up.

Xu Ziqing felt more compassionate when he heard it.

——This matter can be solved, why not solve it?

At his fingertips, there was a blue light immediately, and it fell straight into the torrent.

In an instant, the water waves parted and retreated in all directions, just like a deep gully suddenly appeared on the ground, swallowing countless streams of water.

Those mortals rescued by Qing Zhou were all stunned.

Such a miracle, as expected, only a fairy can do it!

When the flood receded, the green boat sent many mortals to the ground.

But in the sky, there was no more half a figure.

At the same time, outside a state capital of the disaster-stricken countries, two youths appeared out of thin air.

After the flood, countless creatures died.

Although many disaster victims narrowly escaped death, their bodies were either soaked in the flood, or developed a high fever, and even suffered from epidemic diseases due to the evil water.

Various countries sent officials to rescue the disaster, but the victims of the disaster were still killed and injured again and again.

Xu Ziqing looked at Yun Lie: "Brother, I feel something in my heart."

Yun Lie looked back quietly.

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly: "From today onwards, you and I are afraid that we will stay in this mortal world for a while longer."

Yun Lie nodded slightly: "It will follow what you say."

Xu Ziqing's whole body flashed with blue light, and soon, he changed his outfit.

At this time, he was holding a large banner and wrote the word "hanging pot". He was still wearing a green dress, but it was no longer "seamless" like before, but slightly old, clean and tidy.

Afterwards, Xu Ziqing smiled at Yun Lie again.

Yun Lie remained motionless, and after a black-gold light flashed, he was dressed in simplicity, and his aura seemed to be somewhat suppressed.

Just like a young swordsman, guarding the side of the man who practiced medicine.