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Chapter 402 Retribution(1/2)

If there is anyone in the mythological era who can remember their names, then there is also the number one person in the world above Zhongnan Mountain.

From the very beginning of the era, his name was the number one person in the world.

Until the era of becoming a god to the present mythical era, countless geniuses have arrived in each era, and ancient powerful men have also emerged.

No one can shake the position of that person, whether it is a god or a demon in myth.

Snatch. The man who suppressed everyone in the world has been sitting in the supreme position where no one can shake it.

Whether it is Huang Shiren, Li Xiao, or Su Xi, Wang Cheng's name is well known.

After all, in the whole world, everyone knows that the biggest thing in the entire extraordinary world is not that the so-called gods fight fiercely in the West or that the ocean has been occupied by terrifying demons at this time.

But the world's number one on Zhongnan Mountain has gone down the mountain.

One person moves and the world is shocked.

What a mighty this is.

Su Xi had thought that this gentleman was the real master of the extraordinary world, but he never thought that this gentleman would be the number one person in the world who came down from Zhongnan Mountain.

At this time, Su Xi understood what opportunity he had obtained in the small town on the side.

That is something that countless extraordinary people have been looking for.

When the world's number one person on Zhongnan Mountain went down the mountain, many famous sects sent their disciples down the mountain. Didn't they just want to get some opportunities from this person?

Zhuiyo Literature ZHuiyo.coM. Su Xi felt that his mind was completely messed up, as if he had a great fortune.

Huang Shiren and the other two were completely stunned.

They never thought that they would meet the number one person in the world in this weird underground cemetery.

After all, the probability of the man going down the mountain to the Western desert is too small.

It is so small that people completely ignore this possibility.

What's more, they are still in the cemetery.

However, the moment he came back to his senses, Huang Shiren and others were filled with excitement because they knew what it meant to meet this number one person in the world.

None of them has to die.

Huang Shiren knew that his life was saved.

This feeling of surviving the disaster made him unable to help but be excited.

And the decaying and rotten tomb owner dressed in linen clothes, looked at Wen Zhengming in disbelief and said, "Are you the one who left the Huangquanhua?"

His tone was full of disbelief, as if it was something incredible that the person who left the Huangquanhua found him.

When Su Xi heard this, he came back from his excitement. He looked at Wen Zhengming with a tall figure and said:

"Is Huangquanhua left by Mr.?"

In Su Xi's opinion, this is really a bit strange, because there is no need for this number one person in the world to leave behind the Yellow Spring Flower.

After all, Huangquan Flower will create the living dead, but the living dead are not tolerated in the world.

Wen Zhengming looked at the tomb owner with a faint look and said without looking back:

"In legend, the Yellow Spring Flower only appears in the Yin world and the extreme Yin land on earth, but in fact it is not like this. It only appears in the Yin world. The reason why it exists in the Yin world is because I brought it here."

"So it's extremely rare because in this world, it's a consumable, and it's always a consumable."

"So, this tomb owner was really generous to you just now."

Generous?

Su Xi smiled bitterly.

He felt that the tomb owner was almost pointing a gun at his head and letting him eat the underworld flower.

"How do you prove that it was the underworld flower you left behind?"

The tomb owner's skinny body, which had even exposed his bones, seemed to tremble slightly at this moment.

Wen Zhengming said lightly: "You found the Yellow Spring Flower in an empty cemetery in Chang'an. At that time, I remember that I had left the inscription."

The tomb owner's dry cheeks became solemn.

He had never heard of the name "Wen Zhengming", but he had really seen the stone tablet and knew how powerful the person who left the tombstone was.

Being able to walk freely between the dark world and the world is something that no one has ever been able to do since ancient times.

Even if the Yin Emperor can dominate the underworld, he cannot force himself into the underworld from the underworld, but the person who left the inscription brought the underworld flower out of the underworld.

The tomb owner still remembered that the inscription said that the person who left the inscription only brought some yellow spring flowers to refine elixirs, but in the end he found that there were too many yellow spring flowers, so he left some yellow spring flowers.

In the end, although the tomb owner had obtained immortality, he was forever untolerated by the underworld.

"Really... you left it?"

The hoarse voice was filled with a hint of awe.

I have to be in awe because the tomb owner vaguely remembered that the tombstone said behind the tombstone that if he treats this Huangquanhua as evil, he will deal with him.

And now the existence that left the tombstone has appeared back then, so does he still have a chance to survive?

The tomb owner was not sure at all.

Wen Zhengming said lightly: "I originally left these things for future generations to study, but the people who studied them did not take away much. In the end, all the remaining Huangquan flowers were left in your hands."

Speaking of this, Wen Zhengming looked up at the tomb owner and said, "How is it? I feel like I can't live and can't die?"

The tomb owner's cheek, which was only a layer of human skin, showed a look of pain.

"I originally thought eternal life was happy, but when I truly lived and was not tolerated by the world, I knew what kind of torment it was like to be immortal."

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"But I have no other way. The qualification to practice Taoism makes me never qualified to cross that barrier. How desperate is I?"

"I did nothing wrong, but I didn't have the qualifications to practice Taoism. What can I do?"

"What I can choose is to either die or eat the underworld flowers. If you cannot live or die, you will become an eternal monster."

The tomb owner's voice gradually became crazy, and he said hysterically: "I chose to be a monster because even if I become a monster, I am still alive."

"Only those who are alive are eligible to comment on the dead."

"Only those who are alive can do anything they want to do. The dead are not qualified to comment. So what if the ancient emperor is? After death, they are not judged by future generations."

"So... I want to live, even if this way of living is painful, but even if it is painful, I will still be alive. As long as I am alive, so what if I am suffering?"

Everyone was stunned by the crazy roar.

Even Huang Shiren had to admit that the owner of the tomb was a strange man.

A person who spares no cost to live.

Wen Zhengming calmly listened to the tomb owner, but did not make any comments, and just asked another question:

"After becoming a living dead, you didn't realize that you could practice Taoism?"

The tomb owner's crazy expression gradually calmed down. After hearing this, he slowly said:

"Yes, after becoming a living dead, I did find that I could practice Taoism."

"But isn't this normal?"

"I have paid such a great price, shouldn't this be it?"

Wen Zhengming shook his head slowly and said:

"You haven't thought that if you remove the part that turns a human into a living dead, then isn't it a magical medicine to turn mortals into monks?"

The tomb owner was stunned when he heard this.

He seemed to suddenly discover something that he had been neglected for thousands of years.

Wen Zhengming ignored him and said lightly: "This is why I left the Yellow Spring Flower. It is a medicine that can make people turn from an ordinary person into a monk."

Speaking of this, Wen Zhengming glanced at the tomb owner and said, "Eating it directly is a trauma of it."

It was not until this time that the tomb owner seemed to have slowly come back to his senses, and he asked in a hoarse voice:

"What if this is a medicine invocation?"

"What about the pill recipe?"

"Why didn't you leave a pill recipe?"

"Why should I leave a pill recipe?"

Wen Zhengming shook his head and said, "This thing itself is a rare medicinal material, and the things I left behind at that time seemed not just these, it was just a part of them, but you just regarded it as the most important thing."

"Because you found that empty tomb just to find Huangquanhua, right?"

The tomb owner was stunned again. He was trapped in the underground palace for thousands of years, and he seemed not to be stunned so many times.

It was not until half a day later that the tomb owner slowly said:

"You know everything."
To be continued...
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