Chapter 501: The First Miserable in History
He is also a supernatural powerhouse after all.
Even if you are just ordinary people now, you can still guess some things through just a few words about some evil spells.
For example, these Maoshan Sect disciples chased and killed these two demons in the first group of Ten Thousand Gods. What they said about the "blood demon soul-devouring demon insect" should be parasitized on the human body and grow together.
If the host is killed, the eggs will probably die!
Fu Yang guessed right, it was indeed the case...
"But this is an illusory world of consciousness after all, Damn it! No matter how stupid a cult demon is, it is impossible for him to throw such an important thing to an ordinary person at will, right? If there are flaws, the script will definitely have flaws. I don't accept it, this is forcibly torture me!"
Fu Yang was extremely sad and sighed to the sky.
The two demons in the first group of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult were a little confused: Could this guy be a lunatic? The blood demon soul-devouring insect egg was parasitized on him.
On the Maoshan Sect, a young Taoist priest hesitated: "Master, a decent disciple, can't kill ordinary people indiscriminately, right?"
The leading old Taoist priest hesitated for a second and firmly issued an order.
"Kill! The Blood Demon Soul-Devouring Demon Worm is of great importance. Even if you kill all the people in the inn, you must prevent them from spreading. I believe that the master will understand and even support us in a helpless manner."
"yes!"
The dozen Maoshan Taoist priests standing in a fan shape used the combined attack Taoist technique. They waved their magic swords and cooperated with the Maoshan spell in their hands to bombard a powerful spell.
The two demons of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect wanted to avoid it, but found that they could not move at all! It turned out that the leading old Taoist priest had already secretly used the immobilization technique.
The Maoshan spell came, and the demon's soul was scattered and the corpse was gone.
The Maoshan Sect cheered, but the old Taoist priest's face changed drastically: "No! The waiter ran away, and he must not let the blood demon soul-devouring demon insect hatch out. I passed my order to dig three feet into the ground and catch him and kill him."
"yes!"
All the Maoshan disciples took the order and left. Some searched the entire inn, while others chased them out and began to search in the backyard and the streets outside...
Fu Yang is not a fool.
As early as the moment when the two demons of the Ten Thousand Gods who did not play by the routine popped up the insect eggs and parasitized, they knew they were doomed.
So immediately apply oil to the soles of your feet and run away!
By the time Maoshan sent people to kill the demon to chase him, the guy had already run away two streets.
"I have to spend a year in the pursuit of Maoshan disciples... I just wanted to make up for it in just one minute!"
This idea is of course an angry conversation.
In fact, while Fu Yang ran, his head quickly turned around, looking for the possibility of survival.
As I ran, I heard a burst of brisk footsteps coming from behind.
Fu Yang fought with various beasts in an extremely harsh wilderness environment for a year. Now, with his physical fitness alone, he can definitely get rid of the ten streets of Taoist priests in these talisman lines!
But why did the other party chase so quickly?
"Grass! When ordinary people have forgotten it for too long, these guys can use divine talismans. If one is not good, two can be used, and pigs can catch up with me."
Fu Yang reacted immediately and could only smile bitterly.
As I ran, I smelled a stench.
A sudden flash of inspiration in my mind: Public toilet!
Yes, there were public toilets in ancient China. As early as the pre-Qin period, such a plan had already appeared. However, modern public toilets were already terriblely dirty, let alone ancient?
"There is no other way. Between being a hero and a martyr, I choose the former!"
Fu Yang gritted his teeth and turned directly into an alley, then hid in a terriblely dirty and terrifyingly smelly public toilet.
The Maoshan Sect is a Taoist giant. These Taoist disciples who rarely go down the mountain and practice in the mountains all year round actually feel a little "pampered and elegant". They subconsciously avoid dirty places like public toilets...
He chased straight along the street.
Huh... I finally escaped for the time being!
Fu Yang heard the footsteps of the Maoshan Sect disciples far away, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground. He let out a long breath, and then he naturally had to take a deep breath.
This is simply a disaster!
vomit……
The poor guy vomited violently while holding the toilet wall.
Paji!
Why do you feel sticky when your hands are stuck? What are there on the wall?
Put it under the nose and sniffed it, and the vomiting became even worse. My heart was filled with tears: "Damn it! In ancient times, people were really unhygienic. Some people even pulled Wanxiang and rubbed it against the wall with their hands?"
Fu Yang felt that his views were destroyed!
"I think I'm the most miserable person in history! An ordinary person is chased by a Taoist giant. He has to hide in the toilet to survive. It's miserable."
Fu Yang burst into tears.
Because he was worried that the Taoist priests would keep looking for him, he was so careful that he came out sneakily after staying in this smelly toilet for a whole day and a night.
He was really worried that he would be hungry even if he didn't come out again...
Fortunately, the Maoshan Taoist priests thought he might have left the city, so the search was not so strict. But Fu Yang saw that he actually posted something similar to a wanted order.
I didn’t expect that the Maoshan faction was so powerful that it was as powerful as the government!
I just don’t know if it is the setting in this illusion world where the talisman is granted, or if it is the real ancient history of the real world, these Taoist sects are so powerful, and in some respects they are comparable to the authority of the government...
In short, Fu Yang began his exile life.
In order to avoid the pursuit of Maoshan Sect, I spent every day in fear, sleeping later than a dog and getting up earlier than a chicken. Many times, I didn’t even dare to fall asleep completely, and immediately ran away when there was a storm.
He felt that he was back in his first year, or worse than that time.
While escaping for three months, Fu Yang was stopped by two little disciples of the Maoshan Sect at the level of the wizard. He held a hatchet and broke through the siege to the death. Finally, he killed him!
In half a year, this time I met a Maoshan disciple who had just advanced to Yilu Zhenren.
When you reach the realm of a real person, even at the lowest level. As long as the other party is prepared, it is basically a fantasy for ordinary people to win by relying on fists and feet...
So even though Fu Yang fought his life, one of his arms was cut off in the end. He jumped off the cliff and barely survived!
Of course, before jumping, this guy was optimistic that there was a tree halfway up the mountain to hang it.
After that, the Maoshan Sect chased more and more. Only then did Fu Yang realize how useful the experience of "seeing the world" in the first year was!
I developed that kind of intuition that is as sensitive as a beast, and I don’t know how many times I have saved myself...
It can be said that if he hadn't had the hard life as hard as the first year, he would have died hundreds of times!
Finally, on a rainy night.
Fu Yang curled up in a wet and cold cave. He used the sharp stone in his hand to carve the 364 marks on the wall!
"The third year, the third year...there is one day, the last day!"
"As long as it dawn tomorrow morning and the sun rises, I will win this gamble. At that time, my consciousness will break away from the illusion constructed by the Three Pure Order and return to the real world. Become the Sanlu Real Person!"
Chapter completed!