Chapter 313: The second round, dominate the world! He deserves to die!
The great world of prehistoric times.
Lu State.
It is the 35th year of the Heian calendar, the third year since the beginning of this Ashes Zone, and the second year since the world-renowned Master Xia Lin began preaching the Black Iron Mysterious Art to the world.
The capital of Lu was called Shengjing.
The immortals guard the city and the population exceeds 100 million.
Looking down from a high vantage point, one can see the prosperity of Shengjing City and its vast scale, which even makes some less experienced travelers in the Ashes Zone marvel.
However, few people know that this place is also the headquarters of the Black Warrior Alliance.
In Shengjing City, in Tianxia Restaurant, there is a secret space underground.
Lin Xiantian lay flat on the cold jade bed, motionless, and had completely lost consciousness.
Since Lin Xiantian followed Black Star to this place more than a year ago, he has been punished, his immortal soul has become silent, and he has fallen into eternal sleep.
All kinds of magical weapons around were flashing different colors of light, as if they were fine-tuning Lin Xiantian's body and soul to make it a more suitable container for the Black Star.
Just as the entrance flashed with light, Xu Haonan and Bao Bowen appeared here.
Today is the day for the weekly checkup.
He took a few steps forward and came to the cold jade bed.
After simply observing the effects of various magic weapons, Xu Haonan nodded gently: "In a few years, this body will be usable."
Bao Bowen showed no expression after hearing this.
He just sighed softly, as if something was on his mind.
This made Xu Haonan turn his head and look at Bao Bowen. Soon, he grinned and looked understanding.
"For something outside?"
Bao Bowen was silent for a moment, then nodded: "The great world of prehistoric times is becoming increasingly strange..."
Thinking of the strange changes in the prehistoric world over the past year, Bao Bowen was shocked, and a chill rose in his heart.
It was this shock that made Bao Bowen take a deep breath and speak again.
"First it was the rust disease, then Xia Lin's Black Iron Mysterious Skill, and then Tai Sui appeared."
"I know these are Xia Lin's tricks...but I didn't expect that Xia Lin's two or three cats could do such a cruel thing."
After saying that, Bao Bowen smiled bitterly and looked at Xu Haonan: "After we came out of the original secret realm, didn't Black Star set his sights on Xia Lin's bounty? I tried to persuade Black Star for nearly a month, but it didn't change his mind."
"I have no choice but to start with Xia Lin. I promised him two resurrection items... Xia Lin hasn't replied to my message yet."
Xu Haonan nodded in understanding: "It's been a year, and Xia Lin still hasn't replied to your message. It's obvious what he's thinking."
Transformed into a fun person, after more than a year of getting along, Xu Haonan and Bao Bowen seem to have become good friends who can talk about anything...
When Bao Bowen complained about the difficulties he was facing, Xu Haonan was not only willing to be a listener, but also gave Bao Bowen advice.
"In fact, Xia Lin's reaction was very strange when he was in the original secret realm."
"Although he has Qu Yiyi's eleventh-level combat power, he is still far inferior to Black Star... But after Black Star expressed his malice, Xia Lin acted as if he didn't care."
"Or he's a fool."
"Or, he has another trump card."
As he spoke, Xu Haonan replenished the magical power of the surrounding magic weapons.
After finishing the work, Xu Haonan looked at Bao Bowen again.
"After a year of fermentation, I don't need to say more about whether Xia Lin is a fool or has a trump card."
"Right now, it seems that he really wants to fight Black Star."
Bao Bowen smiled bitterly: "Then the problem comes back to us."
"If they really fight, whose side should we stand on?"
Hearing Bao Bowen's words, Xu Haonan suddenly let out a strange laugh.
He shrugged at Bao Bowen: "It's easy... Of course, I'll stand on the side that is destined to win."
Bao Bowen sighed and spoke as if talking to himself: "This is the question that makes me scratch my head. Who has a better chance of winning?"
If it was a year ago, just after leaving the original secret realm, Bao Bowen would have dared to pat his chest and guarantee that Xia Lin would never be a match for Black Star.
This was also the logic behind his "compensation" - Black Star had targeted you, and you were doomed. Being able to exchange this doomed life for two resurrection items was not just compensation, but also a manifestation of goodwill from us at Super Star.
However, now that a year has passed, Bao Bowen no longer dares to make such a judgment because of what happened during this year.
…
He left the secret room and appeared in the cellar of Tianxia Restaurant.
The cellar was full of food and sundries, and there were several members of the Black Warrior Alliance, some hiding in corners, some pretending to be waiters, busying about.
Bao Bowen's eyes swept across the audience.
Apart from him and Xu Haonan, there are seven people here.
Six of them had normal appearance, except for occasional flashes of iron-colored light on their skin and in their eyes.
——This is the manifestation of practicing the Black Iron Mystical Art.
On the contrary, the last person did not practice the Black Iron Mysterious Art...but whether he can be called a human being is a question mark.
"You, come here."
Bao Bowen opened his mouth and spoke to the moving lump of iron.
Then the sound of "ding-cang-ding-cang" was heard.
A strange creature made up of countless rusty screws and discarded iron pieces slowly moved in front of Bao Bowen.
Among the countless scrap metal, Bao Bowen saw a cloudy eye...
This is all that is left of this person that can be called a human being.
The distorted appearance made Bao Bowen feel an uncontrollable chill in his heart.
He had seen strong storms and waves before, but he also admitted that the thing in front of him was a little bit abnormal.
At the same time he felt a tingling sensation on his skin... Rust is contagious.
However, the contamination transmitted by the patients was not enough to penetrate the defense system of the human sequence fourteen.
Also, because the Ash Walkers are not native to this world, Bao Bowen and other Ash Walkers are not affected by the end of this world and the distortion of the rules of this world.
Rust is a bit troublesome for these Ash Walkers, but the impact is ultimately limited.
"Why don't you practice Black Iron Mysterious Skill?"
Bao Bowen asked, and then he heard the sound of metal friction coming from the mouth of the "person" in front of him.
"As warriors, we should be single-minded in pursuing the highest level of martial arts! We should not rely on external things."
"And that Black Iron Mysterious Art is an immortal technique, so it is naturally also a kind of external object!"
These words left Bao Bowen speechless.
Good guy...
You are pure enough.
There was laughter from the other six people.
"He's almost dead, why are you still talking about this? He has rust disease, it's in the advanced stage!"
"It's useless to talk about these things with a metal head. I think Wang Dalu's brain is about to turn into metal."
“Shhhh! Keep your voices down… The Master’s Quotation says: One should not ridicule others’ persistence, as time will prove right or wrong. Just like we should not laugh at those who do not practice the Black Iron Mysterious Art. We are all compatriots, and even if he turns into rust, he still lives in our hearts.”
Bao Bowen's mouth twitched.
Teacher's Quotes...
This book records Xia Lin's daily words and deeds and is widely circulated in the prehistoric world.
As for status, it is similar to the Analects...
But what we are saying is that since you six are members of the Black Martial Alliance, we won’t talk about practicing the Black Iron Mysterious Art, there is nothing we can do about it. But you keep quoting your teacher's words every day, what does that mean?
Bao Bowen could guess what it meant, but he didn't say much.
He just looked at the iron lump in front of him named Wang Dalu and said solemnly.
"If a person dies, there is no point in persisting."
This sentence seemed to pierce through Wang Dalu's long-held belief.
The light in his eyes, which was already dim like a candle in the wind, was completely extinguished.
…
Bao Bowen is gone.
Wang Dalu dragged his heavy body and continued his work.
His cultivation is not low.
In the past, he was also a prodigy of the Black Martial Alliance. He was extremely talented in martial arts and had already reached the ninth level of martial arts.
After suffering from rust disease, Wang Dalu still did not rely on the Black Iron Mystical Art. Instead, he felt that since Taoism could cure rust disease, there was no reason why martial arts could not! Scarlett: Martial arts are OK, but the martial arts in this Jhin zone are really not good...
In short, Wang Dalu is indeed persistent, but unfortunately persistence cannot change the established facts.
And after holding on until today, Wang Dalu finally couldn't hold on any longer due to Bao Bowen's words, "Once the person is dead, there is no point in holding on."
Evening falls.
Wang Dalu left the Tianxia Restaurant from the back door.
The sound of clanging ding-clang ding-clang echoed in the street. This was the noise made by Wang Dalu when he walked.
It also attracted the attention of pedestrians taking a walk in the evening.
"How come there are still people who haven't practiced the Black Iron Mysterious Art? And his iron rust disease is already in the late stage, right?"
"I don't know. Don't look at it too much, and don't discriminate. After all, the teacher's words say..."
"I'm just curious, I don't mean to discriminate..."
"Brother or sister, do you need help?"
Wang Dalu slowly raised his head and looked at the bustling streets and the crowds of pedestrians.
Everyone has cultivation, and everyone's eyes and skin are shining with iron...
Everyone is friendly and smiling, and does not discriminate against people with rust syndrome.
But it doesn't take much thought to realize that Wang Dalu, a normal person with a disease, has become an outlier in this world.
“Hehe…Hehe…”
Although he was originally a member of the Black Warrior Alliance, he was an alien in the prehistoric world.
But these few months of illness revealed to Wang Dalu what a true outlier is.
He shook off the passers-by and dragged his heavy feet to the street bookstall.
Taking out a silver coin with his rusty iron pipe-like arm, Wang Dalu said hoarsely: "I want the Black Iron Mysterious Skill."
The stall owner took the silver dollar in one hand and picked up a book on Black Iron Mysterious Skill in the other.
"Go home and practice hard, eat more Tai Sui meat, and you can save your life."
Wang Dalu said nothing, turned around and left. The stall owner's voice came from behind him: "Don't forget to thank the Holy Master. He saved us and the world."
…
When Wang Dalu returned home, he not only brought the Black Iron Mysterious Skill, but also a piece of meat hanging on the iron bulge on his waist.
The meat is tied with hemp rope. Unlike ordinary livestock meat, this meat is pure white, as if it is all fat, but it is not greasy. The tempting meaty aroma emanates from the uncooked meat, which arouses people's appetite.
He came to the table and placed the meat and the Black Iron Mystic Skill on the table.
Wang Dalu opened the book and took a quick look, then he let out a breath of air.
As a ninth-level warrior, Wang Dalu could naturally understand the Black Iron Mystical Art.
After three revisions this year, the Black Iron Mysterious Art has become more universal and popular. As long as you can read, you can learn by yourself with the book, without even a guide, and thus embark on the path to immortality.
After briefly looking at the Black Iron Mystical Art, Wang Dalu turned his gaze to the piece of meat on the table.
"Tai Sui..."
He murmured in a low voice, revealing the essence of this meat.
It is the Tai Sui meat that has just appeared in the past year! …
According to Saint Master Xia Lin, the appearance of Tai Sui is deeply related to rust.
On the one hand, rust can turn people into metal monsters.
On the other hand, it can also transform metal into flesh and blood.
Due to unknown reasons, the metal material in the prehistoric world began to mutate a few months ago and transformed into flesh and blood.
However, after these metals were transformed into flesh and blood, they were generally deformed and had no intelligence or consciousness.
The huge metal veins were affected and turned into meat mountains deep underground. Not only did it change the geographical environment and ecology of the prehistoric world, it also made it impossible for the cultivators to use immortal gold to refine treasures, causing wailing throughout the world.
But the Holy Master took action.
On the one hand, the Saint Master developed an array that could make metal substances immune to contamination and transform them into flesh and blood substances, thereby allowing this world to retain some metal materials.
On the other hand, the Holy Fathers discovered the proper use of those flesh and blood substances which were transformed from metals.
——If taken by practitioners of Black Iron Mysterious Art, it can greatly improve their cultivation!
Disaster turned into carnival!
Suddenly, a crackling sound was heard from the rusty body.
This is Wang Dalu, practicing the Black Iron Mystical Art!
The metal pollution in the body was transformed into an energy called Black Iron Immortal Power under the power of Black Iron Profound Art. Wang Dalu had already gotten started just by practicing the art.
Once you master the Black Iron Mystical Art, the changes will take effect immediately!
The scrap iron parts on the body gradually melted, some of them seeped into the body and turned into nutrients for the Black Iron Mysterious Art, while some of them flowed around Wang Dalu's feet like smelly mucus.
After practicing Qi for a full cycle, Wang Dalu finally came back to his senses. Looking at himself whose degree of abnormality had been greatly reduced, he was at a loss for a moment.
So simple? It's that simple! The simpler something is, the more universal it is and the more suitable it is for Xia Lin's needs.
As if he had thought of something, Wang Dalu turned his head and looked at the Tai Sui meat on the table.
Put the Tai Sui meat directly into your mouth without cooking.
The meat melts in your mouth.
It turned into a sweet liquid and flowed into Wang Dalu's stomach.
The Black Iron Mysterious Art started to operate spontaneously, and the metal parts in the body made a final shattering sound.
I don’t know how long it took, but after Wang Dalu finished savoring the wonderful taste, he finally slowly opened his eyes.
He saw himself in the mirror.
Although there are still changes, I already have a human form.
The wonderful taste of Tai Sui meat made Wang Dalu linger on it.
Soon, his eyes became wet.
“Thank you, Holy Master… Thank you, Holy Master!!”
Always moved and tears welled up in my eyes! Only those who have experienced all of this can understand what kind of salvation Saint Master Xia Lin has brought them! But Wang Dalu himself didn't realize it...
He changed too quickly.
I was resisting it just now, but now it smells really good.
The reverence for the Holy Master is strangely deeply rooted in their hearts.
In a trance, Wang Dalu suddenly thought of such a thing.
"I have to buy a collection of teachers' quotations."
Only in this way can we get closer to the Holy Master.
…
Just when Wang Dalu stepped into the door of Black Iron Mysterious Art, Xia Lin, who was far away in the sky, heard the system prompt sound of the Ashen Zone again.
[Backstab effect takes effect!] 】
[You have backstabbed the force you belong to: Honghuang World! 】
[Backstab effect assessment: weak! 】
[You gained 1 point of all attributes...]
Yes, only a little.
Xia Lin was not surprised.
After all, when the plan was launched, he had already anticipated that the effect of backstab would become weaker and weaker.
The internal logic is clear at a glance.
——The person who was backstabbed became one of our own.
A complete and utter family member, one who puts Xia Lin’s interests as the highest priority!
Just like the Bomb Boys.
Suppose, Xia Lin lets the Bomb Boys go and die... can this boost the backstab attribute?
Obviously not.
Since the target of the backstab was Xia Lin himself, this had no meaning in the backstab judgment.
From this, we can also see the current state of Wang Dalu... and even the state of everyone in this world.
Xia Lin called them: Iron Slaves.
A slave of Hei Yuan is also a slave of me, Xia Lin!
"Use the power of the end of this world to distort the rules of the world and spread the rust disease."
"The Black Iron Mysterious Art is used as a credible method to save the world... But in fact, the Black Iron Mysterious Art compiled by Scarlett uses part of the logic of the Black Source Overlord and the Black Source Infected Body... There is a hidden relationship of superiority and inferiority."
"Because of the increase in the sea crossing, the effect of Black Source: The End of This World has been further enhanced... This has prevented the eleventh-level Immortal King Bai Wudao and Zheng Li from finding any clues from the Black Iron Mysterious Art."
"Finally, we will use Tai Sui's flesh to deepen the control effect and complete the control of most of the creatures in the entire prehistoric world."
Plan for round two and dominate the world.
It was officially completed one year later! And with the success of the second round of plans, the effect of the first round of backstab harvesting became weak.
After all, Xia Lin couldn't backstab himself.
——This is what is called giving and gaining.
In my ears, the prompt sound indicating that the backstab has taken effect has increased from once every three seconds to once every ten minutes.
Xia Lin was not disappointed.
No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat.
Moreover, such a harvest might be more profitable than watching the whole world turned into ruins by the black source.
——It is difficult to tell whether the backstab attribute is greater by destroying the ancient world or by turning the creatures of this world into your slaves.
Open the property panel and look at its own properties.
[Racial value: 43]
The racial value did not increase...Xia Lin did not use the East Wind Lord to increase the racial value.
There is no reason for him to do anything destructive under the current circumstances - that would only harm his own interests.
I also did not use other limit-breaking skills that could increase my racial value, such as I am a tree.
After all, during this process, Xia Lin still needs to perform other operations and does not have the spare time to activate such skills.
Looking down, when Xia Lin saw all his attributes, he finally revealed a satisfied smile.
【Total attributes: 210 million! 】
In one year, it increased from 7 million to 210 million! It's just a tiny bit away from triggering the third law.
"By the time the third law is triggered, I will have completed the ninth-level promotion mission and become a ninth-level Cinder Walker, right?"
That's right.
Xia Lin was not in a hurry about this.
I looked at my own attributes again, calculated the difference, and felt that in the remaining time in this Cinders Zone, I would most likely be able to make further improvements and reach the standard for triggering the third law for the first time.
——Backstab is not very effective anymore, but that’s okay.
In the world of immortals, what is most lacking is a large number of natural treasures! Among them, treasures that improve attributes and even racial values are not uncommon.
Shake your head to dispel distracting thoughts.
Thinking about the decision I made with Scarlett a year ago.
The current attributes have been pushed close to the limit.
This also indicates that Xia Lin's actions can be bigger.
Thinking of this, Xia Lin couldn't help but sigh.
Because the target is not just Xingjie and Zhengli, the two lackeys of Black Star.
There are also those righteous level elevens who are not disturbed by the end of this world.
…
The next day, morning.
When the first rays of morning light shone into Shengjing, Wang Dalu had already pushed open the door.
Facing the sunshine, Wang Dalu squinted his eyes and felt the warmth he had not felt for a long time.
Suddenly, a sound like an oriole rang in my ears.
"Huh? Continent? Are you cured?"
This voice made Wang Dalu turn around and look at the neighbor.
The girl next door is dressed simply but has a pretty face.
She stared at Wang Dalu with wide eyes and quickly patted her bulging chest.
"I told you long ago that you should practice the Black Iron Mysterious Art. You have to make yourself sick before you are willing to take this step."
While mumbling, the girl next door bent over and scattered chicken feed.
Amidst the chickens running around on the ground, Wang Dalu suddenly smiled.
"You're right, I should have done this a long time ago."
Once upon a time, as a warrior, I had the persistence of a warrior.
But this is wrong.
Persistence does not necessarily lead to good results. The truth is that moving trees to survive is the only way to save lives.
After admiring the charming figure of the girl next door, Wang Dalu took big steps and headed towards Tianxia Restaurant.
Along the way, there were no more strange looks... Wang Dalu already had a foundation in cultivation, and after a night of cultivation, he had solved the problem of his physical form.
When I arrived at the restaurant, I greeted my colleagues enthusiastically and received almost perfect positive feedback.
"Look at this handsome guy, how energetic he is. I'll introduce you to a older girl someday!"
"Oh Dalu, so this is what you look like... You finally don't look like a ghost anymore. We have to have a couple of drinks tonight, you treat!"
"It's my treat!"
Wang Dalu responded with a smile, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.
Ever since he fell ill, Wang Dalu has been facing implicit discrimination and disgust. But now that he has embarked on the path of Black Iron Mystic Arts, Wang Dalu finally realizes that the world is so beautiful.
After being happily busy for half a morning, in the afternoon, the superior suddenly sent a letter, summoning the strong men of the Black Warrior Alliance to assemble.
In the mezzanine space in the backyard of Tianxia Restaurant, Wang Dalu met the leader who had not appeared for a long time: Xing Jie.
As the leader of the Black Warrior Alliance, he receives protection and guidance from Black Star.
Even though the punishment itself had not reached the eleventh level, no one knew what means had been used to exempt it from the effect of the end of this world.
In the spacious, magnificent, yet dark dimensional space, Xing Jie looked around below and snorted coldly.
"Are you practicing the Black Iron Mysterious Art?!"
Below, hundreds of Black Martial Alliance masters all bowed their heads and remained silent.
Xing Jie complained, but there was nothing he could do.
Firstly, he didn't know the true effect of the Black Iron Profound Art - even the Immortal King Bai Wudao couldn't see any clues about this.
Secondly, he is immune to rust, which is a gift from Black Star, and a gift of level 12 is destined to not be universal. If he does not let his subordinates practice the Black Iron Mysterious Art, there will be no one left to use in the entire Black Martial Alliance.
Simply passing over the matter, Xing Jie spoke slowly.
The sound echoed in the enclosed space, layered and magnificent.
"Two things."
"First, the deployment of the Devouring World Node needs to be accelerated again! Lord Black Star can't wait any longer."
A uniform voice rang out from below: "Black Star Supreme!"
This made Xing Jie nod with satisfaction.
He continued, "Second, Lord Black Star wants to kill Xia Lin! It just so happens that Xia Lin has recently left Xuantian Sect and is preparing to preach the Dharma to the world!"
Having said this, Xing Jie chuckled and clenched his fists.
"Then his death is coming!"
Just when Xia Lin was about to take action, Xing Jie, or Black Star, seemed to have set his sights on Xia Lin.
And this time Xia Lin leaves Xuantian Sect and escapes from Xuanye's protection, which is a rare opportunity!
However, Xing Jie didn't notice that the hundreds of his men below were silent, and the atmosphere gradually became weird...
Until Xing Jie announced the adjournment of the meeting, everyone left in an orderly manner.
Suddenly, a low voice sounded in Wang Dalu's ears.
That was the deputy leader of the Black Warrior Alliance, Guan Chang.
"He calls the Holy Master by his name and wants to kill him. He deserves to die!"
Gnashing of teeth.
Wang Dalu nodded in agreement instinctively.
He already had murderous intent towards Xing Jie and even Black Star in his heart.
"You're right, he deserves to die!"
(End of this chapter)
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