The System Granted Me Immortality, But I Just Want To Die

"In the following days, the monks in the village still struggled to resist the night invasion of monsters."

"But these monks in the village seem to have discovered something incredible!"

"That's because after the Golden Core Realm monk was killed by the Enlightenment Realm bird, the probability of encountering monsters in the village during the day has increased dramatically!"

"At first, there were a few scattered Foundation Establishment Realm monsters. They were very happy. After all, the corpses of monsters during the day would not be swallowed up by the bloody earth. This became their extra supply!"

"But soon the monks in the village discovered something was wrong."

"The monsters that appear during the day are getting stronger and stronger, and there are more and more. First there are three or two of the Golden Core Realm, and then there are dozens. Occasionally, there will be monsters of the Transformation Realm that attack their village during the day. of.

"This is very abnormal. If this continues, won't there be three or two monsters in the enlightenment realm?"

"This caused a dispute among the monks in the village!"

"The dispute is mainly divided into two factions, one of which is based on the fact that the Jindan realm who was killed was a monk in the Transformation realm from the same village."

"They believe that they need to move the village and inform everyone in this world of their conjectures about the world beyond, so that all living beings can realize their dream of ascension together!"

"The other faction is strongly opposed. They believe that it is their lack of reverence for heaven and earth that has aroused the wrath of heaven and earth, and that is why the village is now suffering retribution!"

"The way to solve the problem is to drive those villagers who want to desecrate the sky out of the village, so that the village will not encounter such a natural punishment again!"

"The two sides have been in a state of conflict."

"The process of the dispute is not interesting, and Chen Yun is not very interested."

"In the end, it seems that the conservatives are spreading the word in the village that the monks at the Transformation God Realm and the dead Golden Core Realm monks are the stars of disaster. If the village encounters such an unreasonable disaster, they must all be expelled!"

"This can ensure the safety of the remaining people in the village,"

"At this point in the conversation, there is actually no suspense anymore. No one will joke with their own lives."

"Not to mention monks like them who are trying their best just to survive."

"Chen Yun saw the propagandist group headed by the monks in the Transformation of God Realm leave the village directly. As for those who were driven out, they came out voluntarily, and Chen Yun didn't understand it either!"

"This is the final result!"

"Actually, there are only seven or eight people in total, and their cultivation levels are not too high except for the monks who are in the realm of gods!

Only the cultivation of foundation and golden elixir realm!

After all, it is impossible for the village to drive all the high-level monks out of the village, otherwise they will not be able to resist the invasion of monsters at night! "

Chen Yun did not continue to pay attention to the situation of the monks staying in the village.

Because there was no need, Chen Yun knew that they would be completely wiped out by the red-robed Taoist with the help of monsters.

The result is actually like this!

Chen Yun saw that in the nights of the next three days, everyone in the village was overwhelmed by such strong pressure.

The monsters in the daytime have already appeared in the realm of gods, and the monsters at night are even more weird.

Two Enlightenment-level monsters roared out of the dark night.

The powerful pressure instantly squeezed all the low-level monks in the village into blood mist and dispersed it in the air.

The rich smell of blood gradually dispersed in the world, and as expected, everyone in this village was crushed into powder by these two unmatched Enlightenment Realm monsters.

it's all over!

The blood-colored shrine suddenly lit up with scarlet light just before sunset, turning the chaos and bloodshed last night into calm, including the three-headed demon at the enlightenment level!

This is the most common ending for the creatures in this cave.

They seem to be really just tools and nourishment for the red-robed Taoist to become a saint.

This may not be a strange thing in the first place. The process of every saint becoming enlightened is shocking and weird!

Chen Yun knew all this.

So Chen Yun didn't have much sympathy when looking at the scene in front of him. He was just thinking about his own things.

. . .

sunrise.

Chen Yun turned his attention to the seven or eight monks who left the village and wanted to spread their ideas to every corner of the world.

Compared to the group of people who are conservative and bury their dreams under fear.

These monks now made Chen Yun even more interested.

Maybe the red-robed Taoist didn't care about these foundation-building, golden elixir, and god-transforming ants at all in his plan.

Maybe they were too lucky. Now they have escaped the village's liquidation and haven't encountered any weird monsters in the past three days.

Not only that, they also successfully found several villages and took them in, so these monks are still alive!

But they didn't rest on their laurels.

They will only stay in a village for one night at a time to help fight against the beast tide at night!

Then I saw the monk in the realm of transformation loudly proclaiming his conjectures about the world outside and his own views on life during the most comfortable period in the village.

In the end, they were carrying heavy luggage under the astonished eyes of the villagers.

They stepped out of this village without hesitation and walked into the dark night, waiting for the arrival of dawn to find the next village willing to accept them.

Repeat this. . .

They are like madmen, but they are also weak fireflies.

This process lasted nearly a year.

Five of them died, all of whom were torn into pieces while resisting monsters during the day and night.

The leader of the monks in the Transformation Realm also looked older and haggard, and his arms were torn off on the battlefield.

Even if he can make flesh out of bones, there is not enough spiritual energy in this world to support his squandering.

They just use their limited life to express what they want to express!

They don’t know whether the results they insist on telling are effective, and they don’t know how the people who listen to them tell these ideals will choose!

It may be dismissive, or it may be a sudden awakening.

But none of that matters.

For them, just doing it is enough!

They just want to do this, hoping that they can leave something meaningful in this humble life!

Even they weren't sure there was any point in doing so.

. . .

Chen Yun still watched.

This is Chen Yun’s twelfth year in this world!

The cultivator in the realm of gods is still walking alone in the blood-red sky and earth.

Yes only him. . . Alone!

In this year, the group of monks who shared his ideals all died.

But he didn't have time to be sad, so he could only continue to move forward.

. . .

Chen Yun sat at the highest point of the sky, stepping on all the sunlight under his feet. With his calm eyes, he stared at the stumbling monk at his feet.

A long-lost smile finally appeared on his lips.

This may be one of the things he is looking for in this world, but it is not enough, and it is still far away. Chen Yun is not in a hurry, he will take his time to look.

But Chen Yun is not in a hurry, there will always be someone who is!

Suddenly, Chen Yun noticed something strange in the distance.

His calm eyes looked through the sunlight at the bloody land in the distance.

Then Chen Yun slowly stood up, still smiling.

At the same time, a Mahayana-level monster was seen tearing up the soil on the land, and a bloody and cruel aura spread out from its body.

The eight scarlet blood pupils seemed a little confused, but suddenly gained clarity, as if they were looking for something.

Roar!

It’s the cry of a monster unleashing its murderous intent!

It quickly locked onto a direction and rushed over, that was the direction of the Broken Arm Monk!

A few hundred miles is a short distance.

In just a few breaths, he was about to arrive in front of the cultivator in the realm of transformation into gods!

The ground began to tremble violently, and the monks in the realm of gods also discovered that there seemed to be a very terrifying thing locked on them.

The monk stopped moving. He knew that his life should be at an end.

He had known for a long time that today would happen, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

But it doesn’t matter!

Boom, boom, boom!

The bloody earth was trembling, and the powerful pressure was about to crush his broken body even from a long distance away.

A scarlet blood wolf with eight eyes appeared in the vision of the cultivator in the realm of gods.

The eyes of the broken-armed monk were full of helplessness.

"It's really like a joke! What kind of monster is this? It turns out that this world is really that dangerous!"

He had no intention of resisting, and finally looked at the sky. It was as blue as a gem!

"What's going to be outside of you?"

Final question!

The cultivator in the realm of gods closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

Bang!

What followed was like the whimpering of a demonic beast before it died, and finally everything calmed down!

The cultivator in the realm of gods did not notice the coming of death, and the terrifying pressure on his body disappeared.

Open your eyes in doubt!

Not far away, he saw a young man in white stepping on the huge blood wolf's head into the ground. The monster seemed to have lost its life.

Moreover, the monk with broken arm seemed to vaguely hear what the monk in white was mumbling to himself.

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry yet!"

Such strange words.

But the Broken Arm Monk was not sure, because he seemed to find himself. . . Survived!

. . .

PS: Ahhh! (Horrible wail!)

Gujiguji! (Distorted crawling sound!)

Jie Jie Jie! (Despicable and sinister laughter!)

Give some free gifts! (Xiao Meng’s pitiful plea!)

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Good night!