Reverend Insanity

The entire Western Desert is almost a vast desert. And the oases are like stars, dotted among them.

Humans basically rely on oases to survive here.

Western Desert, Shajing Oasis.

As a superior force, the Huang family has been located here for hundreds of years and occupies the most important resources in the center of the oasis.

Outside the oasis, there are some small forces that are attached to the Huang family as vassals.

Farther outside, on the edge of the manhole oasis, are surrounding mortal villages. These mortals live in poverty, have a large population, and are controlled by the Huang family and other Gu master forces.

Among these villages, there is a Hanjia Village. There is a miniature natural grassland beside Hanjia Village.

Said to be grassland, it is several times more desolate than the Northern Plains. There is yellow sand everywhere here, with red dagger grasses spaced apart from each other. The grass blades are as sharp as swords, and the grass roots penetrate deeply into the yellow sand, absorbing the slightest moisture.

A group of children were bending over and holding sickles, working hard to cut the grass.

These children, who are less than ten years old, have to work to make up for the family income. This is normal for ordinary people.

The daggers had no blades and sharp edges. Almost all the children wore leather gloves, except for one who had bare hands.

This child with bare hands, a snotty nose, held a sickle in one hand, and skillfully grabbed the daggerhead grass with the other hand, quickly cut off the leaves one by one, and then put them into the small basket beside him.

The afterglow of the setting sun was still scorching, making all the children gasp and sweat.

Finally, as dusk grew darker and the sun sank below the horizon, leaving only half of it, the children stopped what they were doing.

"Let's go, it's night, and the little devils and jackals are coming out to look for food." The largest child said, as if he was the king of children.

"How many have you cut? Wow, that's a lot!" As usual, they started to compare with each other.

"I'm full today, so I'm strong, hehe."

"But you still don't cut as much grass as Han Li."

"Hey, Han Li, you're so awesome. You can cut grass without gloves, and I don't see any wounds on your hands. How did you do it?" asked a little girl with braids that skyrocketed.

Han Li chuckled.

The children returned to the village together and chatted excitedly. When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they dispersed one after another and went home.

Han Li also returned home. He pushed open the broken wooden door and found that his parents had not returned.

His father was a farmer, cultivating steel wire cotton in the farmland at the west end of the village. He had been plowing the fields these days, leaving early and returning late.

His mother has a job that makes the villagers envious. Every day he would go outside the oasis to help a small-power Gu Master's family and do chores.

Han Li stood next to a stone mortar and dumped the dagger, blade, and grass leaves in his basket into it. Then he took a wooden pestle and pounded the blades of grass.

He works hard, no! After a while, I was sweating profusely.

After the grass blades were pounded into a paste, he took out a sack, put the rice husks inside into the stone mortar, and poured a small portion.

He stirs this into a paste.

He dug out the food and put it into a wooden basin.

Then, he carried the wooden basin to the side room.

The side room is a simple animal stable.

There are three fat sand scorpions raised in the animal pen.

These sand scorpions were as fat as pigs, and their clawed feet were not threatening at all. After hearing Han Li's footsteps, these three fat sand scorpions quickly emerged from the shadow of the animal pen.

"Eat! I got this with great difficulty." Han Li turned the tub upside down, and the mushy food inside poured onto the ground.

Three plump sand scorpions gathered around and ate, making grunting sounds.

"Eat, eat more, the dog will grow faster..." Han Li's small body was leaning on the fence, looking at these sand scorpions, murmuring to himself.

This fat sand scorpion is not considered a poison, it is just an ordinary bug.

But the scorpion meat is tender and delicious, and the proceeds from selling the meat after slaughtering it is a huge sum of money for a mortal family.

For Han Li's family, these three fat sand scorpions are their most important possessions. Therefore, Han Li had to feed these three fat sand scorpions before he even had dinner.

Gu Gu Gu Gu...,

At this time, Han Li suddenly heard a cry of hunger from his stomach.

Han Li jumped off the fence, rubbed his belly, and immediately rushed back to the house and started cooking.

He cooks for his parents every day.

The food they eat is Shami, the most common food in the Western Desert. This kind of rice tastes very bad and is difficult to swallow, but it is easy to grow and is the staple food of mortals.

Han Li was busy beside the stove, unaware that he had already been noticed and inspected for a long time.

As darkness fell, Fang Yuan sat quietly in the mass graves outside Hanjia Village, like a sculpture.

I chose this place because it is off the beaten path.

After Fang Yuan arrived here in the evening, he activated thousands of reconnaissance Gu and shrouded the entire Han Village under his surveillance.

The Gu Immortal's true energy is infinite, as long as there are enough Gu worms, he can do things a hundred times a thousand times better than a mortal.

In the darkness, Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes and said secretly: "The age seems to match, it should be this boy.

While thinking about it, he activated the fifth-level luck detection Gu.

Looking from a distance, I saw a cloud of luck in the sky above Hanjia Village. The cloud of luck is small in size, gray-white in color, and extremely light.

This is collective luck. These villagers all have a sense of belonging and think that each other is a whole, so their luck comes together.

Fang Yuan looked at the lower end of the cloud of luck.

Streams of luck smoke curled up from the villagers' bodies, reaching a height of fifty or sixty feet in the air, and then plunged into the clouds of luck.

Among these smoke of luck, there is a particularly conspicuous piece of luck.

This luck was like a huge stone, suspended in the sky above Han Li's house, only a hundred steps away from the ground. There are cracks on the surface of the boulder, and a trace of luck smoke emanates from the crack, showing a golden color. All the way up, the top of the smoke is also integrated into the collective cloud of luck.

"What kind of luck is this?" Fang Yuan wondered.

He has not received the true message of luck, and he is also ignorant of the meaning of the shape of luck.

He tentatively named it Rock Luck.

Han Li is the only one in Han Li's family. Seeing this, Fang Yuan is already convinced that this Han Li is the one who will become a seventh-level Gu Immortal and have many adventures in the future!

He looked at the sky above his head, but couldn't see anything.

"It's a pity that since I became Immortal Zombie, I can't check my luck unless I get the Level 6 Luck Detection Gu. I don't know what my luck is now? Is it still black coffin luck?" Fang Yuan muttered a few words secretly, He has always been quite curious about luck.

However, just when he was about to take out the Luck Gu, a loud shout suddenly came: "Little thief Linghu, are you hiding here, don't you think that my majestic fat lady can't find you! I have chased you for eighty thousand miles, Quickly return my Immortal Essence Stone!"

Fang Yuan was secretly surprised and turned around quickly, only to see a human figure condensed in quicksand, shouting angrily at him not far away.

Fang Yuan's heart sank and he whispered: "Fat lady? You have recognized the wrong person. I am not the person you want to chase."

"Fart! Little thief Linghu, who doesn't know that you are good at disguising and changing your mouth? You thought I wouldn't be able to recognize you if you become like this! You are so courageous. You even steal things on my body. I want to do this this time Beat the shit out of you!!"

Not only was the humanoid quicksand roaring at the same time, there was also a roaring sound in the sky.

The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the heaven and earth. The entire oasis was instantly alarmed and in chaos!

Fang Yuan frowned deeply. Unexpectedly, he disguised himself as a normal person to hide his zombie appearance, but was unexpectedly recognized as a thief who stole things.

He stood up and looked up.

From the northeast, yellow sand came all over the sky, and the sound of strong winds was like the roar of beasts, roaring continuously.

The calm yellow sand on the ground is now like a boiling sea, stirring up turbulent waves.

Huge waves of yellow sand are coming in layers.

Fang Yuan turned around and took a deep look at Panshi Qiyun, and then he set off and took the initiative to greet him.

After a while, he saw the real master.

This was an extremely plump female Gu Immortal with big arms and a round waist, like a water tank. She stood on the huge waves of yellow sand and looked down at Fang Yuannuo angrily and arrogantly.

She stretched out her fat fingers and opened her mouth to curse: "Little thief Linghu, you..."

Just as he opened his mouth, Fang Yuan took action!

"Heavenly Corpse Transformation!" Fang Yuan shouted deliberately, removed the disguised Gu insect, and revealed his immortal zombie appearance.

Suddenly, a three-foot-tall monster with a green face and fangs, eyes as red as blood, eight arms and giant claws, and luxuriant muscles appeared in front of the fat lady Gu Immortal.

It's ferocious and terrifying, filled with murderous intent.

The fat lady was shocked and said again: "You..."

Fang Yuan stepped on her foot, and with a bang, the ground was exploded by him, and he was like a cannonball, hitting the fat lady straight away.

When the fat lady saw Fang Yuan coming so fiercely, her heart trembled and she hurriedly raised her hands.

Wow!

Three huge waves of sand immediately shot up into the sky, reaching a height of hundreds of feet.

A huge wave hit him, Fang Yuan sneered, he increased his speed and hit it directly.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, he knocked away three waves of sand and appeared in front of the fat lady.

The fat lady's heart skipped a beat. At this point, she finally realized that she had recognized the wrong person. But she also had a hot temper, and Fang Yuan's ferocity aroused her anger.

“I’ll also let you taste my fat lady’s killing moves.

Play martial arts armor! "She roared, and two streams of yellow sand poured out from her ears. The yellow sand quickly condensed and enveloped her body.

In a few breaths, she transformed into a sand giant whose physique was not inferior to Fang Yuan's, but her body was still fat.

Fang Yuan charged forward, and the sand giant roared, punching forward with both fists, displaying unparalleled bravery.

Bang bang!

There were two loud noises, and the eight-armed immortal zombie and the sand giant fought with their fists.

The sand giant's fist exploded into yellow sand and dispersed. Fang Yuan's fists were directly broken.

The fat lady took a step back, and the dispersed yellow sand was once again attracted to the sand giant's fist. Fang Yuan took a big step forward. The injuries on his broken fists quickly recovered, and the remaining six strange hands struck hard at the sand giant.

Bang bang bang bang...,

For a while, the two sides were fighting at close range, yellow sand was flying all over the sky, and the sound of broken bones could be heard endlessly.

The more the fat lady fights, the more frightened she becomes: "Who is this person in front of me? Why is he so crazy and demonic? He is more brave and arrogant than my fat lady!" (To be continued) If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend it. Tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. )