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"It can't be. He Jun's father is He Baishan, a Soul Ascending Realm expert!”
"Why not? Let me ask you, if you are He Jun and you really did this, would you dare to admit it in front of so many of us?”
"Of course I dare. I'm going to die anyway. A good reputation is a bad reputation!”
"That's right. Then change your way of thinking. If you were He Jun and did these things, you would definitely die today. However, you're afraid of being cursed.”
"If I thought of this, I would definitely!”
the man said with certainty.
"That's right. He either admitted it or backstabbed. But He Jun didn't say anything. Isn't that very suspicious?”
" You're saying that the martial arts practitioner has something on He Jun, but He Jun's father, He Baishan, is a Soul Ascending Realm expert. Could it be…"
"Looks like you've already guessed something. That's right, Lord Wu isn't even afraid of He Baishan.”
"However, don't talk nonsense about today's matter. Since the martial arts university people said that it was He Baishan who did it, then it's He Baishan. If anyone talks nonsense and the martial arts university people come looking for him, he'll have to bear the consequences alone.”
Everyone had the same thought.
They naturally understood.
As for who?
If he died, so be it. It had nothing to do with them.
Of course, there were always people who couldn't keep their mouths shut.
After all, He Jun was dead.
For this matter, a family head in Nanyang Prefecture City even skinned his own son alive.
Because his own son was gossiping outside.
He said that the Hundred Miles Massacre incident in the water village was done by Wu Ping.
He Jun was just a scapegoat.
When the family head found out, he was shocked and furious.
He was furious that this little brat had actually told the truth.
What shocked him was that if Wu Ping found out and came looking for him, would his family of more than 100 to 200 people still be alive?
Therefore, the family head directly invited all the powerful people in the city to watch the ceremony and watch him cut his son alive.
Sacrificing a son for the safety of the entire clan was really worth it.
This family head even held his son's head and announced in public.
His son had been drunk and spouted nonsense. He had slandered a martial arts university student. He was putting righteousness above family!
All kinds of words.
But did the others believe him?
Only they themselves knew.
However, the family head heaved a sigh of relief. Whether he believed it or not, at least he had given his attitude.
The news of He Jun's tragic death quickly spread to Bai Shan Gate!!!!
"Wu Ping!"
"You tortured and killed my son, and you even pinned such a huge disaster on my son's head.!!”
Wu Ping couldn't hear his harsh words.
At this moment, he was sitting among the green mountains and green waters.
He flipped through the ancient book in his hand.
Ancient Azure Devil Technique.
Foreword: Today's people can't see the ancient moon, but today's moon has been like the ancient moon. I am filled with emotions. I don't understand why the cultivation method of the past is better than the current cultivation method. What logic was this? Could it be that the people of today were really worse than the ancients?
I say otherwise.
Looking at the towering Demon Tree that stretched across the two mountains, he had a feeling.
He sat quietly under the demon tree for a thousand years, and in one day, he gained enlightenment.
To put it simply, there was one person who he was indignant about. Why were those ancient cultivation techniques stronger than the current cultivation techniques?
Could it be that the wisdom of modern people was not as powerful as that of the ancients?
He didn't believe it. He refused to accept it.
Stepping on the path of the ancients and walking the path of the present, if they could not go further than the ancients, then what was the blood and tears of the ancestors?
Was this considered unfilial?
One day, he saw a towering tree that grew between two mountains. It occupied the two mountains and he had some enlightenment.
He sat on the tree and painstakingly comprehended for a thousand years, creating this cultivation technique.
However, he was already seriously injured before he created the technique, and he had spent a thousand years on it.
He had already recovered his strength. Otherwise, with this cultivation technique, he would be able to stand tall in the world.
The more he looked, the more shocked Wu Ping became.
This Myriad Ancient Demonic Azure Art was a little too terrifying.
Using half a soul as a seed, nurturing the demon tree, and using all kinds of flesh and blood as nutrients to feed the demon tree, the human tree was one, and the tree was strong, so the human was strong.
Even if he died, his soul would dissipate.
He could also use the half-soul stored in this demon tree to revive.
After reading it, there were only countless words in Wu Ping's heart. Tyrannical, cruel, bloody, and powerful.
He liked it very much!
The soul devouring technique was no longer suitable for him.
As his realm increased, Wu Ping already had the thought of changing his cultivation technique.
However, he did not have a suitable one, nor did he have the conditions. He originally wanted to wait until he broke through to the Soul Ascending Realm before returning to the sect to exchange for it.
But now, there was something even better.
And it was very suitable for him.
Wu Ping decided to cultivate this Myriad Ancient Azure Devil Art.
Now, he understood why He Jun wanted to slaughter a hundred miles of Water Town.
However, how many people were there within a hundred miles of the water village?
How many people were there in the zombie world?
Moreover, before this demonic tree matured, it was extremely fragile.
He didn't have the strength to protect himself.
Anyone could destroy it.
However, if it was in an apocalyptic world, he could rely on his mental connection.
The last weakness was gone!
This was simply too suitable for him!
Moreover, this zombie world had a lot of flesh and blood, and the time flow was ten times faster.
The demonic tree could grow faster.
However, there was no spiritual energy, which was a drawback.
However, spirit stones were the same.
Moreover, cultivating this Myriad Ancient Devil Azure Art had another characteristic, and that was to live for a long time!!
This was simply in line with Wu Ping's requirements. He was afraid that his life was too short.
There were also various wonderful uses.
As for its power? Was there anything that was weaker than a Fiendish Cultivator's item?
One could say that demonic cultivators were inhumane, or that demonic cultivators were short-lived, but one could not say that the power of demonic cultivation techniques was small.
This was disrespectful to the Fiendish Cultivators!
Wu Ping's heart was itching for a fight.
"Looks like I have to hurry up and earn spirit stones!”
Wu Ping whispered.
In the future, this demonic tree would be a big eater of spirit stones.
Wu Ping would probably have to work for him from now on.
Of course, he could also choose to plant the demon tree in the immortal cultivation world, but unless Wu Ping was a fool, he would not do so.
If he wasn't a fool, then what was he?
Only people like He Jun, who were blinded by fortuitous encounters, would do this.
Moreover, he also needed to hide and increase his cultivation. His son was killed. What if he came looking for him?
Wu Ping had never fought a Soul Ascending Realm warrior before, so he did not know if he could do it.
To be on the safe side, it was better to sneak back to the apocalyptic world to plant trees.
With a flash, Wu Ping disappeared from where he was.
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