Myriad-realm Stat Point System

Ni'er asked.    

"It's because the Cultivator Lord wants to fight the ghosts." The woman replied with a hint of melancholy.    

"When will the Cultivator Lord come back?" Ni'er asked again.    

"It will be back soon."    

When Ni'er heard this, she hurriedly turned around to look. "You're back?"    

The woman could not help but laugh, and her melancholy faded. "How can it be so fast?"    

"Didn't mother say it would be very soon?" Ni'er asked curiously.    

The woman smiled and shook her head.    

"Very soon, not so soon..."    

As the mother and daughter were talking, they saw the village elder Zhao Deshan holding a small red gong and calling everyone to go to the Zhao Family Village's ancestral temple. They quickly walked up to him.    

"Mother, what is that small gong? It smells so bad. Why does every household have it?" Little Ni'er asked curiously.    

"Don't ask too much about what you shouldn't ask." The woman said in embarrassment and pulled her into the crowd.    

It turned out that the jade stone left behind by the Cultivator Lord was going to be worshiped in the ancestral temple today. All the people of Zhao Family Village had come to participate in the worship.    

No matter if it was men or women, old or young, all of them would kneel and kowtow three times and nine times - in a more important era of the Law of Rites, women were not qualified to kneel and kowtow three times and nine times in the ancestral temple. At that time, the only possibility for the woman to be pulled to the ancestral temple was to have an affair with an outsider, and then she would be beaten to death by random sticks.    

Now that demons and devils were running amok, no one cared about the so-called etiquette anymore. The only ones who could survive were the ones who survived. Therefore, the girls would also participate in the worship ceremony of the three kneeling and nine kowtowing male disciples of the ancestral temple.    

The spirit of the old ancestor? The old ancestor is angry?    

The Zhao Family Village was looking forward to their old ancestor coming out and fighting with the ghosts to protect the children and grandchildren of the Zhao Family Village. Unfortunately, the old ancestor was probably not even as good as the ghosts. The Zhao Family Village was going to be destroyed, and not a single one of them came out.    

Now, worshipping the ancestral temple was more like a public ceremony for everyone. The respect they had for the ancestors and the ancestral temple was not much. Therefore, everyone knew about this treasure, and from now on, it was the truth that they had a clear idea of what was going to happen.    

"The honorable Cultivator Lord has come to our Zhao Family Village. It has pitied us for being disturbed by the ghosts, killed the ghosts, and rewarded us with a true treasure of the warriors. It has allowed our Zhao Family Village to be safe and sound from now on. Such a great kindness..."    

Zhao Deshan kept rambling on and on. The people of Zhao Family Village knelt down and listened carefully. Finally, they took turns to walk up and admire the treasures left behind by the Cultivator Lord.    

Everyone looked at it and praised it. Although they couldn't tell what was good about this piece of jade, it was right to feel comfortable just by getting close to it.    

Everyone looked at it once. Zhao Deshan held the jade high above his head and worshiped it in the ancestral temple. He then told everyone that as long as it was safe during the day, they could come and admire this treasure from time to time.    

Everyone in Zhao Family Village dispersed. Ni Er held her mother's hand and asked, "What's the name of the Cultivator Lord? Is his name Cultivator Lord?"    

The woman shook her head. How could a Cultivator Lord be called a Cultivator Lord? His name could not be said out loud. Some cunning ghosts would pose a threat to the Cultivator Lord because of his name.    

Seeing that her mother did not reply, nier could not help but ask, "That gong..."    

The woman was a little embarrassed again. How could such filthy things be said on the street? In fact, the gong had been soaked in special dirty blood. It was very unclean, and ghosts also felt disgusting. They would not touch it, but it was not easy to explain it to children.    

Seeing that Nier still wanted to ask, the woman hurriedly pulled her back home. "I haven't cooked today..."    

Nier's attention was immediately attracted. She covered her stomach and said, "Yeah, I'm so hungry."    

"I'll make some food for you." The woman led her to quickly prepare food. The mother and daughter wolfed down the food and sat on the bed with each other again.    

After a long while, nicole fell asleep. The woman sighed again.    

Without the Cultivator Lord, these days of worrying and worrying were about to come again.    

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The path was filled with weeds. If it wasn't for the occasional reminder from the stone tablets, Su Ze wouldn't even be able to determine if he was walking down the path of leaving the mountain or not.    

Considering that the Spirit Ghost Mansion had already regarded him as a ghost and that there should be ghosts surrounding him outside the Zhao Family Village, Su Ze made himself shrouded in black smoke. At first glance, he looked like a ghost.    

Ghosts in this world were very special things. With the Devil Elemental Qi as the motivation for survival, they should belong to people who should not be alive, dead bodies, or simply unrelated to humans. It was just a mass of black fog with intelligence that could transform into a specific image.    

Eating humans was not something they had to do, but the effects of the Devil Elemental Qi, whether it was demons, ghosts, or humans who cultivated martial arts, it was very difficult to completely eradicate them. Ghosts enjoyed eating humans, they enjoyed admiring the fear of humans, and they enjoyed cheating and killing humans.    

The demons are the same, once the Human Martial Cultivator became a demon, it was the same.    

Humans were like the largest flock of sheep in this world. Being killed for fun and being devoured seemed to be the greatest value.    

Su Ze's body was surrounded by black Qi. He was pretending to be a ghost, but not a devil.    

The so-called devil and ghost were different. The essence of a devil was more like a beast and Strange Beast that had absorbed the Devil Elemental Qi. Originally, there wouldn't be so many Strange Beast in this world. Ordinary beasts would also experience changes after absorbing the Devil Elemental Qi, which was why there were so many demonic devils.    

This was Su Ze's own speculation. It was still hard to tell if it was right or not.    

There were other speculations, such as the name of the "Xuanyuan Ghost Domain" he had obtained from the ghosts, and it reminded him of another place he had heard of, the Profound Element Domain, and the place where the Undying Demon Lord came from.    

This Xuanyuan Ghost Realm, was it that Profound Element Domain?    

While thinking, they continued on their way. Not long after they left Zhao Family Village, Su Ze was spotted by a group of red-eyed demons in the wilderness.    

These demonic devils had red eyes and fangs. It turned out that they were probably a group of wolves. Their bodies were almost three meters long, and they were surrounded by Devil Elemental Qi. It was as if they were disguised by Su Ze.    

"Can you speak?" Su Ze asked curiously.    

"Roar!"    

The group of demonic devils roared and rushed forward. Su Ze immediately understood what he meant. What he said was the words of humans. Even if these demonic devils had greater intelligence, as long as they didn't go to the places where humans lived and learn from humans, they would only know how to roar like wild beasts, and wouldn't know how to speak human language.    

He waved the Blood Stripe Sword and poured it into the True Essence. With a sweep of the Blood Stripe Sword, eight of the demonic wolves were instantly killed. The remaining demonic wolves roared and fled into the woods.