Pei Ling was startled after hearing this, but before he could nod his head, the monk from Yanxi City suddenly took out a bright silver token.

This token is about the size of the palm of an adult human man's hand. One side is engraved with the word "order" in Yunzhuan script, surrounded by intertwined curved patterns, which makes it look quite simple. The other side is densely packed with all kinds of inscriptions. Weapon...

In addition to ordinary weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, there are also all kinds of strange weapons and weapons, too numerous to count.

Those weapons were extremely small, but when I focused on them, I suddenly heard the sound of thousands of soldiers roaring in my ears, which seemed both real and illusory.

Zheng!

The clearer the sound, the more generous, passionate and majestic it is.

Pei Ling was slightly dazed, and then suddenly came back to his senses. When he looked again, he saw that many weapons were already moving, like fish, swimming and running among the tokens, exuding bursts of pure sharpness. , seems to be able to cut through the air and chop everything into pieces.

As if sensing the aura of this token, the Nine Soul Saber vibrated slightly, its ferocity rising, and a strong sense of contention came out.

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The monk from Yanxi City let go of the token, which floated in the air, and his intention to destroy the spirit became stronger and stronger.

"I... Fu Yijin..."

"He is from Yanxi City... a member of the Fu family..."

"This... token... is what was entrusted..."

Speaking of this, the monk from Yanxi City sighed slightly, "I... failed to resist... the devil in my heart... and deviated from... my original intention..."

"It should have disappeared long ago..."

"Staying alive...to this day...to have this ending...is not unfair..."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.

Fu Yijin gave up all resistance in an instant, and his fate suddenly surged out like a flood, pouring crazily into Pei Ling's body.

Pei Ling's aura surged, and the power in his body continued to rise. At the same time, Fu Yijin's aura weakened rapidly.

With just a snap of his fingers, Fu Yijin's figure disappeared silently like smoke, leaving no trace.

It was only then that Pei Ling finally realized what he was doing. He looked at the token with thousands of soldiers wandering around, and immediately raised his hand to put it away.

This token is quite spiritual. When the palm of his hand touches it, all the sharp edges instantly converge, and the original bright silver color quickly dims. In the blink of an eye, it turns into a dark, inconspicuous piece of iron.

Pei Ling put it into the storage bag, and then cupped his hands towards the place where Fu Yijin disappeared.

As long as he can leave Yousu Tomb alive this time, he will definitely bring the things!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling felt the numerous injuries all over his body, and immediately took out the elixir, drank it, and used his skills to release the power of the medicine.

It didn't take long for the medicine to spread into the limbs and bones, and the injuries began to recover. At this moment, Pei Ling's face suddenly became distorted, with a boundless hatred for the living, and the idea of ​​​​blood-washing the demon sects in the world and killing all the injustice in the world. It quickly spread in his mind.

Pei Ling immediately closed his eyes tightly and tried his best to cope with the impact of the fate of the monks in Yanxi City.

"Dong dong dong!"

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice came: "Junior, you didn't tell me just now, how is the battle between good and evil going now?"

"I just recalled that the inheritance of the Alchemy Ancestor was actually divided into two parts, and the Medicine Fairy only has one part in her hands."

"The other part is stored in the library of the Liuli royal family."

"Since you can get the approval of the Medicine Fairy, there must be no problem. In this case, I will open the door now, let me in, and tell you in detail..."

He's a monk from the Liuli Dynasty!

Pei Ling's heart suddenly sank. His injuries have not fully recovered yet, and it will take some time for his condition to return to its peak.

The impact of Fu Yijin's fate is still eroding. It can be said that the last war is over and before he can take a breath, the monks from the Liuhu Dynasty have arrived!

Realizing that the situation was critical, Pei Ling quickly made a decision to solve the fate problem first!

So, Pei Ling immediately said silently in his heart: "System, I want to practice and manage it with one click!"

"Ding dong! The intelligent cultivation system is here to serve you wholeheartedly! One-click hosting, intelligent upgrade! Start hosting cultivation now. Please note: During cultivation, the host will lose control of the body, please don't panic..."

"Ding dong! The host has been detected to be seriously injured and needs immediate treatment..."

"Ding dong! It is detected that the host has a strange destiny in the body, and it needs to be refined immediately..."

"Ding dong! The system starts to heal your injuries..."

The moment the system prompt sounded, Pei Ling immediately felt clear-headed. The hatred for the living and the obsession to redefine the world with blood, all disappeared.

He lay flat in the coffin. Under the control of the system, two towering portals suddenly appeared above his head.

The moment the portal built with thousands of skulls and the portal as gorgeous as a fairy palace appeared, the atmosphere of great terror and disaster was instantly revealed.

This is the breath left by the "curse"!

Immediately afterwards, dense dark red lines appeared all over Pei Ling's body.

These lines swam away like flowing water for a while, and then surged toward him like a receding tide.

Soon, the lines condensed into a mass of darkness that looked like substance.

The incarnation of Mo Lilan, who has a delicate appearance and snow-skinned appearance, appears from the darkness, and the remaining darkness turns into a black robe, wrapping her body.

She lay flat next to Pei Ling, her eyes closed, her expression extremely cold, but she could not move at all.

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong..."

"...Dong...Dong...Dong."

Gradually, the knocks on the door and the voices of the monks from the Liuli Dynasty became farther and farther away.

Under the control of the system, Pei Ling suddenly opened his eyes. He immediately saw that the surroundings were no longer cramped coffins, but familiar simple houses.

The dilapidated tents were gathered together among the wooden hooks, and the whole room was clearly visible. Apart from the bed where he was lying, there was only a stone lampstand.

The doors and windows are now closed, and everything is quiet inside and outside.

Looking around, there were only Pei Ling himself, transformed into Mo Lilan, and the knocking on the door, and the voices of the persuading monks from the Liuli Dynasty, all gone in the whole room.

Pei Ling was slightly startled, but he immediately realized what was going on. The system replaced him with his avatar!

In the current situation, he was moved to another room by the rules of this place!

This was what happened to him and Su Xirou before. They were obviously in the same room, but after the knock on the door, they were assigned to different rooms...

Just as he was thinking about it, Pei Ling, under the control of the system, immediately took out a crystal clear bead from the storage bag. It was shaped like a teardrop. Even though the room was dark, there was still brilliance surging and it looked sparkling.

This is the tears of heaven!

Master Yao Qingyue gave him the trump card for resurrection during this trip!

Pei Ling was startled. The next moment, under the control of the system, he opened his mouth and swallowed the Tears of Heaven's Sorrow in one gulp.

As the tears entered his body, the powerful medicinal power dispersed instantly, and all the injuries on Pei Ling's body were restored in an instant.

Pei Ling suddenly realized that the system used Tianshang Tears to treat himself?!

剌忿!!

Although his current injury looks serious, it has not damaged his roots. Even if he does not use any pills and practices for a period of time, he can recover!

But now, with just such a small injury, which is not much worse than a flesh wound, this mentally retarded system has directly used his unique trump card!

***The mentally retarded system!

@#￥*!!!

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