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Chapter 252
The corpse of the Taoist priest from Gongxing Temple naturally attracted the attention of the three armies, and in one fell swoop destroyed the last hope in the hearts of those soldiers who still had illusions about Gongxing Temple.

As Cao Hua said, the ordinary niche star temple that transcends external objects cannot bring about the changes it deserves in this world.

Only by leading the way can we control our own destiny.

From that day on, every time Cao Hua's army captured a city, it was bound to destroy the niche temple in the city, which was called a holy place by countless people.

Obviously, all this is in response to Kan Xingmiao's attack on him, as a ruthless hero who is good at forbearance.

Naturally, he would not choose to compromise with Guanxing Temple or the forces behind it. He could only have a chance of survival if he was as decisive as the assassination in the court.

Of course, the development of things was just as expected. In the day after the young Taoist died in his camp, all the Taoists in the niche temples in every city disappeared overnight. It seems to be in a hurry but quietly.

The only thing left to the world seems to be devout pilgrims who look at each other and don't know what happened.

Of course, everything that happened like a storm seemed to have nothing to do with Xu Ming at this moment.

It was said earlier that he was seriously injured during the fight with Taoist Heilongshan.

The whole person was pierced by the translucent spear, and his life was at stake.If it wasn't for his strong physical body and the existence of many opportunities in his body, he wouldn't be able to escape the palm of the black-clothed Taoist at all.

However, he used his body skills again and again, making his already scarred body even worse.

It was not surprising that he fell under an ancient tree!

However, at this moment, he woke up in a person's house, his nose was filled with the lingering smell of blood and the obvious smell of bitter medicine soup.

Xu Ming tried his best to open his eyes, but something seemed to be glued to his eyelids, and he couldn't open them after several efforts.

This feeling is very similar to the kind of "ghost pressing bed" that I have experienced.

But fortunately, after some hard work, Xu Ming finally opened his heavy eyes.

What caught the eye was neither a bull's head nor a horse's face.

A thin, dark face suddenly appeared in front of him, and the eyes of the two of them met so close that the latter was startled.

She seemed unable to believe that this thing her father called dead would come back to life one day.

what! !

A cry of surprise came out suddenly, and then he couldn't stop shouting.

"Dad, dad, come and see, the dead are alive!"

"Father! Father!"

The shouts attracted a strong man who was chopping firewood outside the house at the moment. This man had a yellow-brown coarse cloth tied on his head, and his face was full of traces of weather and years. Matching his plain features, he showed a somewhat resolute expression.

"What's the noise, be careful to attract those unclean things!"

A word from the burly man immediately made his daughter, who was a little bit happy and outrageous, shut her mouth.

Obviously, he has a deep-seated fear of those unclean things.

The return of Xu Ming's consciousness allowed the familiar six senses and spiritual consciousness to diffuse again.

Although his cultivation base fell from the Great Perfection of the Alchemy Realm to the late stage of the Alchemy Realm, Xu Ming found an opportunity to step into the Nascent Soul Stage through this advance and retreat.

Xu Ming would never forget the feeling of facing death most directly.

Now that he was awake, he had a general understanding of his injury, and the seemingly serious physical trauma had been healed by his burning blood.

But the dantian, which seemed to be less injured, became a heart disease that Xu Ming had to face.

The dantian at this moment is not much better than the honeycomb briquettes in Xu Ming's original world. If it weren't for the Heavenly Alchemy Art to maintain it, the three auras in the dantian would have completely turned back his host.

I'm afraid the lightest thing is to explode and die!

At this moment, Xu Ming didn't dare to easily use the little spiritual energy left in his body. Right now, it seemed that he could only hope that his dantian would be slowly repaired under the action of several forces.

Fortunately, all of this is still visible to the naked eye, although it is slow, it is slowly moving forward.

"you're awake"

The dark man asked in a low voice with a simple and honest face.

"Excuse me. Excuse me, where is this?"

Xu Ming, who had just woken up, learned through the exploration of his spiritual sense that there seemed to be no human beings around except for many strange beasts.

"Here, I can't tell, anyway, it's a good place in my opinion."

The swarthy man rubbed his hands and said with a simple smile.

The ghost-spirited child beside him said without the slightest timidity when he saw this.

"Yes, it's a good place as my father said, a good place where those unclean things can't be found."

Xu Ming had noticed the influence of this so-called unclean thing on this child just now, and it seemed that it was a terrible thing that could not be mentioned in their mouths.

"You have just woken up, and you are still a little weak. Come on, boy, go and bring that soup to this young hero."

"father"

Apparently this kid, who was called Xiao Tong, didn't want to do such drudgery.

But in the end, he couldn't match the majestic gaze of the dark man, so he reluctantly brought Xu Ming the soup boiling in the casserole on the fire.

"Drink it."

Looking at the dark brown medicinal soup in the casserole in front of him, it turned out that the source of the taste of the bitter medicinal soup that Xu Ming had heard before was the still warm casserole in front of him.

Xu Ming knew through his keen six senses that there was no poison in this medicinal soup.

But now that his whole body is healthy, he no longer needs the nourishment of this bitter medicine soup, and Xu Ming immediately declined the dark man's request.

The man was straightforward about this, and didn't care about Xu Ming's rude behavior in front of ordinary people like him.

Afterwards, Xu Ming found out that this person's name was Lin Anguo, and he hid in this small place where strange beasts were rampant to avoid the war outside, and lived a life of indifference to the world.

Although Xu Ming didn't agree with his way of living out of the world, he didn't say much.

It's just that the girl called Xiaotong looked at herself with her childish face from time to time.

It seems to be curious, how this dead man with a big blood hole in his chest and abdomen, whose life is hanging by a thread, came back to life.

After Lin Anguo left, the little boy tiptoed to Xu Ming's side in a serious manner.

At this moment, Xu Ming was inspecting the injuries all over his body. He seemed unable to take any precautions against this girl who was still at the age of Tong Yan Wuji.

"Weird man, have you ever been to the gate of hell?"

Xu Ming couldn't help laughing at his words.

Immediately returned a sentence. .

"Why, where are your relatives?"

(End of this chapter)