Chapter 4329: Surviving Humans

Zhongzhou, outside the old jade city.

In the depths of a primitive forest, Lin Batian found a thatched house.

This is really a very primitive building.

Such places are rare in the wild world.

There are no magic arrays set up inside and outside the thatched house, and even the existence of the cultivation aura cannot be felt, just like the small thatched house where ordinary mortals live.

Lin Batian and Baimei came to the door of the thatched house.

The door was not closed, and the space inside was not large.

From Lin Batian's perspective, he could see a hunched monk with his back to him, sitting at a desk, seemingly writing something.

Judging from his figure, this monk was the monk who was captured by the Dark Bound Spirit and went to worship the Sky Lord four days ago.

When approaching from outside the door, Lin Batian did not deliberately hide his footsteps.

Therefore, he thought that the other party must know his arrival.

"Excuse me."

Lin Batian said directly.

But his voice actually frightened the old monk sitting in the thatched house.

The pen in the old monk's hand also fell to the ground.

He turned around and looked at Lin Batian, and his wrinkled face showed endless fear.

He opened his eyes wide, looked at Lin Batian and Baimei, and knelt directly on the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang... Great Master, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

His body trembled, and his head kept hitting the ground, making a series of muffled sounds.

Such a subconscious low posture, and the terrified expression just now... all showed that this old monk must have had a very painful experience.

Seeing this scene, Lin Batian's eyes moved slightly, and then he reacted, immediately raised his hand, released some magic power, and helped the old monk up.

"Don't be too nervous." Lin Batian said to the old monk, "I'm not here to kill you, I just want to ask you some questions."

Hearing this, the old monk looked at Lin Batian and Baimei again.

His body was still trembling, but the fear was less than before.

"You, who are you..." the old monk asked in a trembling voice.

"My name is Lin Batian, and this is my follower." Lin Batian replied, "I came to find you because I accidentally discovered that you had been to the old jade city a few days ago and worshipped the tombstone of Qingtianzun..."

"That, that's not me! That's not me! I have never worshipped Qingtianzun, and I don't know who Qingtianzun is!"

The old monk reacted violently and denied it again and again.

But in fact, his subconscious reaction exposed the fact that he knew Qingtianzun and had worshipped him.

"You really don't need to be so nervous. We are not here to hold you accountable. We just want to ask you some questions." Lin Batian smiled, "If you can answer my questions, I can guarantee that... you will never be persecuted again."

The old monk looked at Lin Batian, his eyes flickering, and his face was obviously hesitant and hesitant.

"Well, I guess you are a human cultivator. Error-free update x-on:" Lin Batian said, "I tell you, I am also from the human race, just like you."

When the old cultivator heard the first half of the sentence, his knees softened and he almost knelt down again.

But when he heard the second half of the sentence, his expression was different from before, and he looked at Lin Batian with shock.

Human race!

Over the years, the human cultivators in the wild world have been cleared out again and again!

So much so that there are no traces of the human race in many places now.

There will be no cultivators who claim to be from the human race! Because doing so is tantamount to seeking death!

Besides, if Lin Batian really wants to kill him, it is really too easy, there is no need to say so much else.

At this point, the old cultivator finally trusted Lin Batian.

"What do you want to ask?" the old cultivator asked.

"Come, sit down first, let's have a good chat." Lin Batian motioned the old cultivator to sit down on the chair behind.

The old monk stepped back and sat down.

"What's your name?" Lin Batian asked.

"Yu Qi. (This chapter is not yet finished!)

" the old monk replied.

"Why did you go to worship Qing Tian Zun? What's your relationship with him?" Lin Batian asked.

Hearing this question, the old monk named Yu Qi still hesitated. _o_m

But in the end, he took a deep breath and replied: "Qing Tian Zun... is my master."

"Master... does that mean you are his disciple?" Lin Batian asked.

"Yes, but it's been many generations... I have never seen Qing Tian Zun, but my master has seen Qing Tian Zun once, but he was just an ordinary disciple at that time..." Yu Qi replied.

Lin Batian narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I found that many of your meridians have been broken, and your cultivation has been in a state of loss... You are seriously injured, and it has been many years, why is this?"

Yu Qi showed a bitter smile and said, "Since the disappearance of Qing Tianzun, the human cultivators in the Central Wilderness have been massacred... I am just one of the human cultivators who were hunted down. I have been hiding for many years and have been discovered again and again. These injuries were suffered while fleeing..."

"What is hunting you?" Lin Batian frowned.

"They... come from many different ethnic groups and forces. I don't know. I only know... they don't want to see any living human." Yu Qi said, his eyes slightly red, raised an old hand, pressed his forehead, and said painfully, "They are very powerful. I haven't seen a human cultivator for many years..."