Lin Chong looked at the meat dragon boat.
It's a bit... well, gross.
The villagers in the village screamed in surprise when the meat dragon boat appeared.
While running away desperately, he shouted: "The Meat Fairy is coming! The Meat Fairy is coming! Run!"
Meat Fairy...
What the hell?
At this time, the fleeing villagers were pouring towards Lin Chong. Although the village was small, there were more than a hundred people there. Young men and women were helping the elderly and carrying children, and they were in a panic.
"That stranger, what are you still standing there for? Why don't you run away?!" An old man with a cane shouted breathlessly as he passed by Lin Chong.
"Run...run?" The attire Lin Chong wore when he entered the world was basically the same as that of this world. Apart from wearing a mask, there was actually nothing different. When urged, Lin Chong couldn't help but run.
While running, Lin Chong asked the old man, "Old man, why are you running?"
"Of course..." The old man was about to answer, but suddenly he looked behind him in horror. Lin Chong also saw it, and saw that the flesh dragon boat in the sky had suddenly descended, and with a "plop" it splashed into the field, biting the unripe crops left and right.
The crops were bitten so hard that they cried loudly.
This scene is so weird...Lin Chong frowned.
"My harvest!" A peasant woman was standing by the ridge of the field, stamping her feet and cursing, but she didn't expect that the meat dragon boat would turn around and bite her in half, leaving only two legs standing there.
"Cuihua!" A farmer saw this and rushed up with a sickle in his hand like a madman, but was pulled back by the people around him. Seeing the excitement of the meat dragon boat eating people just now, the whole village joined in and it was just a spicing dish.
At the moment when the Meat Immortal turned around to eat people, Lin Chong saw that at the front of its dragon boat-like body, there was a human face. Although it was a little deformed, it was still very large, with long fangs sticking out of its mouth, like two machetes, but it was clearly a human face.
This is even more weird.
Lin Chong just felt a chill down his spine.
The villagers continued to run, crying and shouting.
And take Lin Chong with him.
This made it difficult for Lin Chong to leave the team.
As they were running, they suddenly felt a shadow hanging above their heads. They looked up in shock and saw that the meat dragon boat was shaking its head and flying over them. Looking at the bloody mouth, they were afraid that it was coming to eat again.
A pounce.
It came down with a fishy wind.
Suddenly, earth-shaking cries rang out around Lin Chong. Those who had a little courage tightly grasped the hoe and sickle in their hands, ready to fight it. Lin Chong raised his right hand towards the flesh immortal, and the thought seal in his palm peeled off layer by layer. In Lin Chong's view, this flesh immortal, apart from its strange appearance, was nothing more than a king-level or even a saint-level monster.
A radiation blast, cooked it.
At this moment, there was a flash of sharp blade in the air, and another long rainbow-like sword light rushed over and chopped the Meat Immortal, directly drilling a big hole in his body.
Ouch!!
The Flesh Immortal screamed and turned to look at the direction where the sword light came from. He saw a middle-aged man with his feet on the blue sky, pinching his fingers to urge the sword, with several sword lights of various colors circling around him.
It’s the inheritance of this world… Lin Chong became alert and quietly put his hand away.
Look at this battle in the air.
"Supreme Immortal!"
"God, help me!"
When the villagers saw the middle-aged man coming, they shouted excitedly, and some even knelt down and kowtowed.
They knew that this was a divine fairy... and they also knew that this was a flesh fairy... Lin Chong quietly touched the old man next to him, the old man who was walking on a crutch but ran faster than young people and kept shouting at Lin Chong to run faster.
Memories emerge.
Regarding the immortals, they float in the blue sky, holding magic swords in their hands, going to Cangwu in the morning and staying in the East China Sea at night. They are the most powerful clan in the world.
About the Flesh Immortal…the Immortal who failed in his cultivation.
This setting is weird.
After Lin Chong found out the introduction about the Meat Immortal from his father-in-law's memory, if he failed in his cultivation, he would turn into a monster. Is this Cthulhu's trick?
While he was thinking about it, the battle in the air was nearing its end. The middle-aged man's realm should have reached the divine realm, and he could manipulate the vitality of heaven and earth, and was more than enough to deal with a flesh immortal who had no sense and was equivalent to a great sage.
After a few turns, the Meat Immortal fell to the ground with holes all over his body, staining the crops red.
The middle-aged man dispersed the sword light and landed in front of the meat immortal. Looking at the face of the meat immortal that still retained human features, he sighed: "Uncle Master, go with peace of mind."
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After saying that, he chopped off the head with his sword, and the head of the Meat Immortal fell into the dust.
"Thank you, Immortal!" The villagers all bowed to thank the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite. He was about to leave on his sword when suddenly the sword paused and his eyes turned to Lin Chong.
What did Lin Chong do? He just lifted his mask slightly, revealing a trace of God's breath.
For a practitioner of Taoism, seeing God who deliberately reveals his presence is no different from seeing the Way of Heaven.
The middle-aged man was only in a divine state and could not see clearly, but he felt that the aura of the person in front of him was as high as the sky and as vast as the sea, which made him want to kneel down and kowtow.
"May I ask your name? Who is your master?" The middle-aged man came to Lin Chong, not knowing how to address him.
"I am just an ordinary scholar, I don't have any master, I traveled here, and accidentally encountered this disaster, fortunately there is an immortal who rescued me, thank you very much~" Lin Chong bowed, "I am Lin Chong, thank you for saving my life."
"You're welcome. It's just a small favor. What is this mask of yours..." the middle-aged man asked again.
"My appearance is too handsome. Once it is fully exposed, it will cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth. So in order not to attract attention, I always cover it up all year round." Lin Chong said shamelessly.
"...Of course, of course." The middle-aged man didn't know how to respond for a moment, and thinking that he hadn't introduced himself yet, he hurriedly said, "I am Wen Daoyuan from Wuzhuang Temple."
"Wuzhuang Temple?" Lin Chong heard it and realized it was indeed the inheritance of Wuzhuang Temple, so he said, "I have always admired the way of immortals. I wonder if I can enter your sect to learn immortal techniques?"
"Your talent is extraordinary. I dare not accept you for fear of hindering your future. How about I take you back to meet my master?" Wen Daoyuan said.
"Senior Wen, you are such a good person." Lin Chong hurriedly expressed his gratitude.
So Wen Daoyuan drew his sword and took Lin Chong with him to Wuzhuang Temple.
In this process, there will naturally be physical contact.
Lin Chong thus learned some of the bloody and tearful history of the immortal ways of cultivation in this world.
As expected, the only Taoist sect popular in this world is Wuzhuang Temple.
As the only sect in this world, Wuzhuang Temple has a very high prestige in the secular world and is known as the ancestral temple of the world.
But there is a problem. The cultivators in this world can only cultivate to the divine realm. It has been a long, long time, probably tens of thousands of years, and there has not been a cultivator who can survive the heavenly tribulation, let alone ascend to heaven...
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