Chapter 1133 Dead Race and Genocide

Looking at the corpse of Gold Devouring Gu, Su Zimo pondered a little, waved his robe sleeves, and put it away.

Although the Gold Devouring Gu fell and lost its qi and blood, its physical body was still extremely powerful.

Like a pair of front claws of the Gold Devouring Gu, even if they don't need to be sacrificed, they are a rare weapon!

A month has passed.

The miasma in this area has dissipated.

Most of them were burnt out by the fire of Samadhi Dao, the Ten Thousand Gu Ze has passed away, and there will be no more Gu worms in the Northern Territory.

Su Zimo and Ye Ling set off on their way home.

Regarding the taboos in the mouth of Gold Devouring Gu, although Su Zimo had a lot of curiosity and confusion in his heart, he did not take the initiative to ask.

He respects Eidolon.

If Ye Ling didn't say anything, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

It didn't take long for Ye Ling to choose to take the initiative to bring this up.

"Actually, my memory is also somewhat incomplete."

Ye Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "But I know that in the Primordial Era, my genocide had a great connection with the Nine Ancient Clan!"

"When I see the Rakshasa Clan, the God Clan, and the Wu Clan, in the depths of my memory, hatred and murderous intent will arise!"

"This is the hatred of the genocide!"

Ye Ling's eyes were cold and his tone was solemn.

When he mentioned the Rakshasa Clan, the God Clan, and the Witch Clan, even Su Zimo felt his heart palpitate with the murderous intent exuding from him!

But as he approached, Ye Ling's eyes showed a trace of sadness, and he whispered softly: "I can feel it, my clansmen are all dead. My father and mother are also dead."

"In this world, I don't have a clan anymore."

Ye Ling's loneliness is difficult for others to understand.

Su Zimo couldn't imagine how desolate the scene would be if he was the only human race left on the Desolate Continent.

I'm afraid, he can't bear it at all and will collapse completely.

Ye Ling has always shown indifference, and it is rare to see such complex emotions in him.

Su Zimo patted his shoulder and comforted him softly: "Perhaps, there are no blood-connected clansmen by your side, but you still have us, and brothers like monkeys and spirit tigers!"

"yes."

Ye Ling nodded and said, "I still have you guys, so I don't dare to expose my race, and I don't dare to show people with my body. My enemies are the Rakshasa, the Gods, the Witch, and there may be more. I……"

Ye Ling did not continue to speak.

But Su Zimo could hear that Ye Ling was worried about affecting them.

"We are sworn brothers."

Su Zimo's eyes were firm, and he said with a smile: "Don't say that your great enemies are the Rakshasa Clan, the God Clan, and the Wu Clan. Even if you face the Nine Ancient Clan, we will stand by your side!"

"Even if the world is an enemy, we will fight side by side with you!"

Ye Ling clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and nodded heavily.

Over the years, although he had become brothers with Su Zimo and others, he was worried about gains and losses, and his spirit was depressed.

He likes to stay with Su Zimo and others.

But he was worried that he would bring disaster to these brothers because of himself!

Untangling the knot, Eidolon became much more excited.

After solving the problem of Gu worms, the two walked towards Da Zhou, talking and laughing, but there is no need to worry.

a month ago.

The Northern Territory was plagued by witchcraft, and it was lifeless, and the remains of the corpses that were plagued by the worms could be seen everywhere.

But now, the two of them are walking all the way, and they can clearly feel that the land of the Northern Territory is gradually regaining its vitality and vitality!

Everything is starting to get better.

When passing through a city, the two even bumped into a cultivator from Da Zhou who came to cast spells to spread rain, rain down sweet rain, and resolve the scourge of witchcraft.

"This time, it's Xiao Ning's fault."

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo unconsciously showed a smile on his face.

"Um."

Ye Ling nodded and said, "I don't know how many people Xiao Ning has saved over the years."

"Oh?"

Su Zimo looked sideways slightly, curious in his heart, and asked, "By the way, I don't know, how did you come here over the past 100 years?"

They haven't seen each other for over a hundred years since the Vientiane City parted ways.

Over the years, Xiao Ning has never returned to Zhongzhou.

So much so that at the Qianhe Tea Party ten years ago, Su Zimo reunited with Little Fatty, Leng Rou and others, but did not see Xiao Ning and Ye Ling.

Ye Ling said: "She has been saving people."

"Rescue?"

Su Zimo was slightly startled.

Ye Lingdao: "She worshipped Su Hong, and after leaving Pingyang Town, she walked on the land of the Northern Territory. Every time she passed a place, she temporarily settled down and tried her best to treat the patients there."

"As a disciple of Danyangmen, she has received the inheritance of the Danchi Sect, and it is naturally no difficulty to heal mortals."

"This rescue is more than a hundred years old. Over the years, we don't know how many places we have traveled, or how many mortals she has saved, we can't count them anymore."

Ye Ling spoke these things in a calm tone.

But Su Zimo felt distressed when he heard it.

Su Hong's death had a bigger impact on Xiao Ning than he imagined!

Xiao Ning couldn't save Su Hong in time, and even before Su Hong died, she didn't stay by her side. This kind of regret made Xiao Ning unable to let go.

For a hundred years, Xiao Ning has been saving people.

This is also her own kind of redemption.

Those mortals who were rescued by Xiao Ning were actually a microcosm of Su Hong!

Xiao Ning is using this method to make up for the regret in her heart.

Su Hong's death not only had a great impact on Xiao Ning, but also on Su Zimo.

To be precise, Su Zimo wants to establish a way so that all living beings can cultivate and become immortals because he sees Su Hong getting old and he is powerless!

Su Zimo never thought of saving the common people.

He just wants the people around him to live well.

If possible, he also wants to give sentient beings a chance.

A chance to change fate!

In the end, Ye Ling smiled, a look of admiration on his face, and said, "In the world of self-cultivation, your reputation as a wild martial artist may be famous. But among the mortals in the Northern Territory, Xiao Ning is more famous than you. too much."

"Fortunately, Xiao Ning took action in this witch-gu disaster, otherwise, I don't know how much disaster it would cause."

Su Zimo also sighed with emotion.

If there is really merit in this world.

This is the supreme virtue!

In the Buddhist scriptures, it is said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

The merit of Xiao Ning is immeasurable!

At this moment, a huge ancient city appeared in front.

In the city, there is a lot of traffic, the voices are full of people, and it is very lively.

In a corner of the city, I saw a group of people surrounded by it, and in the middle was an old man with a Confucian crown on his head and a long gown, with a ruddy face, leaning on the back of a chair.

The old man pressed the gavel with his left hand, and shook the folding fan with his right hand, pointing at the country and the mountains.

Su Zimo's eyes turned and landed on the old man, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh.