Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1165: Severance of Faith
The process of persuading Bai Xiaoxiao to abandon the game was much easier than Lin Beichen imagined.
I am indeed a beautiful man with absolute charm.
Lin Beichen is very happy.
Next, there is one last object to be persuaded——
Fat tiger.
Except for Han Luoxue, Bai Xiaoxiao and Fat Hu, the other contestants who entered the fifth round were dead or alive, and had nothing to do with Lin Beichen.
In fact, Lin Beichen asked Qianlong to investigate Fat Tiger's origin and background.
Including the fact that Fat Tiger's mother was infected with the [Flower Scar] disease, Lin Beichen also knew about it a long time ago.
Whether Fat Tiger should continue to participate in the competition, the inner decision rests with his mother.
Judging from Qianlong's investigation results, Fat Tiger's mother is not a simple character, and has a deep obsession with participating in the God's Choice competition.
So, Lin Beichen was not sure about convincing this mysterious old woman.
He decided to try another way.
After half an hour.
On the dilapidated streets of the Lower Third District, Fat Tiger saw the 'mysterious drug dealer' who had been providing free medical treatment [Flower Mark] for his mother.
"This...this...my lord, find...find me...what...what is it?"
Beside the fat tiger, there was a golden monitor lizard.
This person and one beast are now iron buddies.
The golden monitor lizard stood up, wearing a flowered vest and flowered pants, with a cigarette in his mouth, looking like a gold medal bodyguard, looking nondescript and full of humor.
"Your mother's illness can be completely cured with one more course of treatment."
The mysterious pharmacist covered in a black cloak said in a hoarse voice, "For so long, we have treated her for free, which proves that our magic medicine is effective...in fact, it has no effect. Free meat, if you want to continue the treatment, we need you to give a corresponding return."
Fat Tiger is an honest boy.
He was already mentally prepared.
He nodded again and again: "Oh... yes... it should be... you... you want... you want... you want me to do... what?"
"Withdrawal."
The mysterious drug dealer is concise and to the point.
"Retire...retire...withdraw from the God...God's Choice Contest?"
The Fat Tiger was stunned, and when he came to his senses, he retorted subconsciously, saying: "But...but...but I..."
"There is nothing to be proud of."
The mysterious pharmacist seemed very decisive and did not give any room for negotiation.
He said with a tone of refusal: "Either you withdraw from the competition, we will completely treat [Flower Scar] for your mother for free, or we stop the medicine, and the poison of [Flower Scar] in your mother's body will take revenge in a short time. Break out, when the time comes
Even if there is our medicine, there is no way to recover, she will definitely die. "
"This...I...I..."
When Fat Tiger was in a hurry, he stuttered even more.
He hesitated.
Because he knows that winning the championship is his mother's greatest wish.
If I agreed easily, my mother would be furious at that time.
The golden monitor lizard looked at the mysterious drug dealer in front of it, its golden eyeballs rolled around, and there was a faint golden light flickering, as if it had sensed something.
"Hiss, squeak..."
The golden monitor lizard spit out the letter and barked a few times.
Fat Tiger looked at it and asked in doubt, "Really...really?"
The golden monitor lizard patted its chest with its front paws, with a look of assurance.
So Fat Tiger immediately agreed to retire.
If it wasn't for his mother's constant persecution, he wouldn't want to participate in this life-and-death contest at all. Fighting and killing is not his interest, he only likes to eat.
What's more, this time it's for my mother.
Fat Tiger canceled the [Participating Identity Plate] on the spot and handed it over to the mysterious drug dealer.
"Choose wisely."
The mysterious drug dealer took the nameplate and turned to leave.
"Your mother's illness will definitely be cured."
When he was leaving, he wondered what the golden monitor lizard 'said' just now, which made the hesitant Fat Tiger make a choice all of a sudden.
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Outside the Great Wild God City.
Suburbs.
The low hills are undulating, the vegetation is lush, and the scenery is beautiful.
Manors of different sizes, huts, and wooden houses are dotted on the green land, with a quiet and leisurely pastoral scenery.
Compared with the Second Middle District and the Lower Third District in the Great Desolation God City, the scenery in the suburbs seems to be more attractive.
But there are very few gods and people living here.
Because the tide of divine power in the suburbs is much thinner.
Many herbal plants that can grow in the city of gods are difficult to grow in such an environment. If ordinary gods live in such an environment for a long time, it will lead to physical deterioration, life decay, and loss of strength...
This also directly leads to the sparse population in the suburbs.
Many ordinary people of God, no matter how poor and poor they are, would choose to settle in the city of God instead of the seemingly beautiful suburbs.
So most of the people who buy properties in the suburbs are actually gods.
Only the gods who have mastered the **** position can be unaffected in such an environment with thin tides of divine power-except that the speed of cultivation will be very slow, but the gods can be completely.
You can practice in the city and live in the suburbs.
So looking around, large and small manors, thatched cottages, etc., are actually the residences of many weak gods who are low in the **** system, unknown and have no sense of existence.
Most of the time, the suburbs are pretty quiet.
Because everyone is a salted fish waiting to die, and there is nothing to compete with each other.
But recently, a strange thing suddenly happened on the outskirts of Shencheng.
A slight earthquake swept across this quiet place.
An old hut located in the northwest suddenly burst without warning, and then a raging fire broke out.
The flames burst into the sky.
There was a shrill scream from the flames.
When the 'neighbors' around reacted, Gu Chang, the 'god' who lived in this thatched hut, was already dead.
The death was extremely miserable.
Beside the burnt thatched hut, more than a dozen figures gathered.
"Guchang has fallen."
"He died strangely."
"What kind of fire can burn gods to death? Although Gu Chang is only a lower god, he is also the master of a line, so he died like this..."
"He died of a broken faith."
"That's right, his disciples in the lower realm are extinct."
The gods looked at the scene in front of them and shuddered.
Since the signing of the ancient covenant and the formulation of the orthodox **** belief system, for countless years, no **** has died because of the severance of belief.
But now, it appeared again.
Gu Chang, the **** of Qiushan, is the only main **** of the Qiushan God Clan.
Is a member of the orthodox **** belief system.
Although his **** position is very low and his godhead is simple, as a member of the whole system, according to his arrival, he should never die because of the severance of faith.
What happened?
Every **** present had a very bad feeling in their hearts.
A hundred miles away.
In a simple manor.
Jianxue Wuming is still in a deep sleep.
The sun shines down from the dome and hits the goddess like a focusing lamp. Her face is as white as jade, as exquisite as luminous white porcelain, without the slightest blemish.
The smell of alcohol in the hall has dissipated a lot.
The statue of the Lord of Swords in the center is already dim in luster, and the original moon white has turned into a dull gray, with fine and dense cracks appearing on it, as if it will crack and collapse at any time...
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