Doomsday Rise

A strong wind suddenly blew outside the village. The wind was very strange. In a desert filled with yellow sand, it is normal to have wind, but it would be strange if there is no wind. But this wind is different. It turns on its own. It has a clear boundary with other winds and has no intersection at all.

"I have lived the longest, but I say that others are acting against nature, and if they are to be struck by lightning, it is you who will strike them!"

"Who allowed people to possess Babel Bamboo, and when they were about to die, they turned the Babel Tree into a divine object of their destiny. From now on, they will be immortal and jump out of reincarnation." A black cloud appeared in the east, and the strong wind howled, but it could not blow away the clouds. .

"Baiyun Mountain, why have your clouds turned black?" The tornado's voice was full of surprise.

"I like it, you can control it." Heiyun said loudly, as if he didn't like others asking this question.

"I failed to pass the level. When I was about to step into the coffin board with one foot, I forcibly absorbed the breath of the rotten black lotus to keep my soul immortal. However, my body has rotted and it will naturally emit black energy." A little girl of six or seven years old. , wearing pigtails that reached the sky, suddenly appeared outside the gate. No one knew when she came. When they saw her, she was here, as if she had been here forever before and had not moved.

Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her features were pretty, but her voice was extremely old, older than that of an old woman who was over a hundred years old, and gave off an earthy smell.

"I see, why did I smell a rotten smell?" Tornado's expression suddenly changed, "Have you found the rotten black lotus?"

Baiyunshan ignored the tornado but glared at the little girl, "Old witch, you change the body of a little girl every year. No matter how many lives you kill over the years, you are not afraid of God's punishment!"

"It's so ironic to say this from the mouth of the Baiyun Mountain Pass where there are so many people. I don't know who went crazy and destroyed a city. One million, a million people died. The fire burned for seven days. It took seven nights to destroy it. That place has still been lifeless in the past hundreds of years. The few people I killed are not even your head. If you are really going to be punished by God, you will be in front of me. What should I be afraid of?" Xiao Xiao The girl had a cute smile on her face, but what she said was shocking.

"Hahahaha——" A thunderous laugh fell from the sky, and a bolt of lightning shot from the horizon. In the blink of an eye, a bad old man with silver hair, rosacea, big yellow teeth, and copper-bell-handled eyes swept across the white clouds. Shan, Tornado and the little girl laughed and said: "Baiyun Mountain, Tornado, old witch, I guessed that you should come out this time. As expected, it seems that you are all planning to burn everything, but you are all alone."

"It's strange that the drunkard didn't bring a woman with him!" Tornado said sadly.

"I smell the smell of death under your alcohol." Baiyunshan was even more unkind.

"Drunkard, where's your wine gourd?" The old witch asked a little strangely. An alcoholic has two major hobbies: women and wine. He loves every woman and sleeps with a virgin every day. The wine never leaves his side. After knowing him for hundreds of years, the wine gourd has never left his hand. Even if he fell asleep and the dean of the college's cow pooped a piece of cow dung on it, he still couldn't bear to throw it away.

Isn't it strange that there were no beauties and no wine gourds when we arrived this time?

"I met an old madman and had a fight. I lost. The wine gourd was broken. I couldn't put it together, so I had to throw it away." The drunkard sounded sad. He lost the fight. He didn't feel ashamed, but the wine gourd was broken. , he was sad.

"The old madman is here?" The expressions of the three of them changed at the same time, and they looked behind the drunkard, but found nothing unusual.

"I don't know if I came here, but I met him on the way. This guy was accompanied by a very beautiful girl, and she had a rare Xuanyin body.

When I saw it, it seemed to complement my skills, so I tried to grab it, but I was beaten! "The drunkard was beaten up, but he sounded very proud.

"Drunkard, you must have drunk too much horse urine, and you dare to snatch the lunatic's things." Bai Yunshan felt incredible. At first, he thought it was the old lunatic who was displeased with him and gave him a lesson. Who would have thought that it was the drunkard who took the initiative to provoke him.

"Hey!" Tornado's voice had a different meaning.

The little girl's eyes flickered, and she looked at the drunkard with a little more fear.

"The old madman shaved his hair, washed his face, changed his clothes, and his whole appearance changed drastically. The drunkard wouldn't have recognized him at a glance, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to attack the old madman even if he had eight guts." A soft voice came from his ears. There was a sound, and a middle-aged scholar appeared in the eyes of several people. His figure was illusory at first, and then he stared slowly for almost 3 seconds, which was very magical.

He has a tall figure, a green shirt, long hair shawl, and a simple long sword hanging on his waist, exuding a strong bookish aura. No matter who sees him for the first time, the image of a scholar holding a book in his left hand and a sword in his right hand will appear in his mind, walking slowly on the path, reading loudly from the forest, full of peace.

The people who came out of the paintings, the ancient scholars, were all talented in both civil and military skills. The image of a sickly scholar who has lived in poverty for ten years is definitely not the image of a man of letters. Reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, and traveling to the ends of the earth with a sword is the true style of a scholar.

The middle-aged scribe in front of me is such a person.

"Bad scholar, how do you know? You have also seen the old madman. No, you are right next to me. Grandma, I was beaten so badly, but you watched from the side and didn't help. I'm really angry. I’m so angry!” The drunkard screamed and wanted to take action, but after touching his waist, he suddenly felt discouraged. Before he took action, he habitually drank several large gulps of strong alcohol. Without alcohol, he lost interest in fighting.

"I'm on the sidelines. It's not that I don't want to help, it's that I don't dare. If I take action, won't I be looking down on the drunkard? Besides, if I take action, how can I see the drunkard's blood-burning way of escaping?" the bad scholar said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, the little girl, Tornado and Baiyunshan all looked at the drunkard with evil intentions. The blood-burning escape technique is a last resort method of escaping. Once it is ignited, it can travel hundreds of miles in an instant and is almost impossible to catch up with. But it is also very harmful to the body and consumes energy. No one is willing to use it unless it is forced.

The drunkard's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, staring at everyone closely, his silver hair standing on end.

"There is another news!" The bad scholar looked at a few people and said in a leisurely manner: "I heard that Chongtong has come out."

Baiyunshan, the little girl, the tornado, and the drunkard were all shaken, and their expressions all changed. When Chongpu comes out of the mountain, the country will be destroyed and the world will be in chaos.

…

"Why doesn't this guy have a nose?"

"Why does this tree have eyes on top and one on the bottom?"

"Can anything create life? So can a stone?"

"If two eyes were installed on the back of a giraffe's head, would it be able to avoid sneak attacks by predators?"

…

Huang Yueyue transformed into a curious baby and wanted to ask questions about anything he didn't understand. The inspector's tolerance for him exceeded everyone's imagination.

He explained everything he knew in detail, and he would say he didn't know anything if he didn't know. He was as patient as the grandpa next door. Although Huang Yueyue sometimes made him look embarrassed when he asked questions, he never got angry from beginning to end. But when others asked him, he would always ignore him. If he asked ten questions, he might not even get a single reply.

Everyone was envious and jealous of Huang Yueyue being treated like this. Even Liu Wei'an found it incredible that Huang Yueyue, who had no ability to evolve, was the most popular.

Of course, he knew that Huang Yueyue's popularity had nothing to do with his ability.

The center of the village is a tower-shaped building. From a distance, everyone can see this building. Because all the buildings in this village are below 3 floors, this one building is 9 floors tall. It stands out from the crowd and it’s hard not to see it.

Gewu Tower!

"Is this the place where Senior Ghost Doctor lives?" Huang Yueyue asked. As for the others, although their eyes were full of questions, no one spoke, because they knew that it was useless to speak, as the patrol messenger could not speak. Asking will only bring trouble to yourself.

"No, this is where the master works. The master does not need to sleep." The patrol messenger opened the door and said, "Come in."

Everyone's hearts were secretly shocked. The patrolling messenger's casual words revealed a huge amount of information. No need to sleep, definitely does not mean no need to sleep for three or two days, but never need to sleep, which is almost impossible.

As long as you are still human and your body is still limited to the category of human beings, some rules cannot be broken. When manpower is limited, even if potential is unlimited, it is still relative. Everyone is a master and has strong energy. Ordinary people need to sleep and rest after working for eight hours. Even if they are not working, under normal circumstances, they need to rest once a day. If you are a master, your spirit will be much higher than that of ordinary people, and your working hours will be extended, but this extension is limited.

The more masters are, the more clearly they can feel the existence of this boundary, which is almost impossible to break. If someone can break it, then he is no longer a human, but a god.

Is the ghost doctor a god?

Certainly not! There is no God in this world! God is an illusory existence fabricated by superiors to fool the world in order to facilitate their rule.

Everyone walked into this Gewu Tower with curiosity and vigilance. Before walking in, they still had a lot of fantasies, but the moment they saw the scene inside, all the good things turned into disappointment.

The space inside the Gewu Tower is not small, but there are very few things. Except for a conveyor belt that rustles things up and down, there is nothing extra. There is an operating bed in the center, and an old man who looks to be in his seventies or eighties is performing surgery. In addition, , empty, nothing else, not even a chair.

"It's the Tibetan Mastiff!" Huang Yueyue whispered to Liu Wei'an.

On the operating table, a black Tibetan mastiff was being operated on. It was the one that escaped in the sand cave. Its broken belly had been re-sutured. The old man took a needle and sewed stitches on its body. Strangely, not a drop of blood flowed out. come out.

"Master, it's them, they're the ones who injured me!" Tibetan mastiffs don't need anesthesia for surgery. When they saw Liu Wei'an and Huang Yueyue, they suddenly became excited.

He can also talk! And he speaks Mandarin with a Northeastern accent!

"Don't move!" The old man shouted softly, and the Tibetan Mastiff immediately closed his mouth. Even though it was injured, its size was far larger than that of the old man, but in front of the old man, it was like a mouse in front of a cat, extremely honest.

"Just wait a moment, I'll be fine soon." The old man turned around and smiled at everyone.

Liu Wei'an's head was shaken, and he finally understood why the ghost doctor mentioned by Chang Yueying and Taichu Sanwa was so mysterious.

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