Chapter 109: The Dead Can't Be Lifted

  Inside a luxury villa on an artificial island at sea.

  "A mid-grade immortal artifact is about to appear!!!" When Tian Ji Dao Ren heard this news, his heart skipped a beat. The name "Zhan Long Sword" was only given later on, but what was the original name of that top-grade immortal sword? Nobody knew. But even if it had degraded into a mid-grade immortal artifact now, it was still very enticing.

  Even in the top sects, the number of middle-grade sacred artifacts that can be taken out is limited. Of course, it's still not his turn as a Tianji Dao person. As a Tianji Dao person who has been mixed for so many years, he usually uses only top-grade spiritual artifacts. He doesn't even have a single low-grade sacred artifact, no way, his strength is not enough to rank in the sect's distribution of sacred artifacts, and it's not easy to mix outside either.

  After all, Mei Piao Sect is not like Kunlun, with many magical treasures. Now hearing about a mid-grade immortal artifact, how can one not be moved?

  "Master Shifu has sent me to inform Master Tai that although this sword is not a must-have, we should try our best to obtain it. If we can get it, of course, it would be even better and increase the prestige of our Meiying Sect." The Meiying Sect follows the path of benevolence and kindness. Tianxu, Tianshou, and Tianji are all part of the "Tian" generation, with many others below them. However, those who can be considered mainstays are only from the "Tian" generation; the older generations no longer care about these matters, while the younger ones have not yet grown up to take on important roles. The focus of cultivation is currently on the "Xin" generation. At this moment, the person speaking with Wujidao is Tianxu's disciple, Xingying.

  The Heavenly Dao cultivator was already an elder at this time, and his face wasn't very happy as he said, "Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

  Xin Jing, who has been favored by heaven and has a long life, especially in the new person competition of Mei Brow's thirty years, got second place, and is very proud. As for Tian Ji, this cheap elder, he doesn't care much either.

  Xin Jing sneered inwardly and smiled lightly on his face: "Xin Jing dares not, he is just conveying the words of his master."

  "Hmph..." Tian Ji turned and left, but in his mind, he was thinking about how to obtain the Dragon-Slaying Sword. If he could get a mid-grade immortal artifact, his strength would increase by at least two levels. By then, he would be a true elder of the sect, and no one would dare look down on him again.

  Han Jinshu has been having a tough time lately, and it can be said that he has lost some of the patience he had cultivated over the years. Being in the secular world for so long without any news made him feel depressed.

  "Seventh Uncle, what's the point of Father sending you here? In this mundane world, it's not like we're in Shu Mountain. What kind of expert can move me around? The mundane world and Shu Mountain are fundamentally different. I didn't think that without those useless trash, doing things would be so inconvenient." Han Jinxiu said up to this point, his breath became uneven.

  Han Changqi, a top-notch player in the early stages of crossing the tribulation, is one of the three sharp swords under Han Tongyu of Qingcheng Sect, and has come to the mortal world this time.

  "This time, I'm afraid that Young Master will be anxious and taken advantage of by the enemy. On the other hand, there are also other matters." As he spoke, Han Changqi informed Han Jinsuo about the news within the sect that someone had calculated that the Dragon Slaying Sword was about to appear.

  Every school has some talents in this aspect, at least more or less, strong and weak.

  Han Jin-soo, who was already on the verge of going crazy in the secular world, suddenly gained spirit upon hearing this. Although he couldn't find Ling Lan for the time being, having Le Zhen around made things a bit better.

  Other forces also began to send people into the secular world. As long as they knew the news, those who could calculate it would rush over. There were some people who could roughly infer that the Dragon Slaying Sword was about to appear, but there were not many who could accurately deduce the detailed address.

  It can even be said that there are very few people who know a little news and come to the scattered repair. Those without a gate also came to try their luck.

  People who work hard to eat and drink well, are happy when they have eaten their fill. After eating and drinking well, people think about material things, after having material things, they think about power... In this mundane world, the short life of a hundred years, there is no end to it.

  The length of life in the Xiu Zhen world is incomparable to that of ordinary people, but they are also struggling, only their struggles are different from those of ordinary people.

  The sunset is in the west, red like fire. At this time, the sunlight is not dazzling and still so bright. Looking up, it's surrounded by a layer of clouds, making it warm and cozy.

  A boat sailed across the river, people strolled along the riverbank, some practicing boxing and others playing chess. Couples were also walking together, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

  A robust middle-aged man looked haggard, his robustness due to his height of about two meters and a weight of at least 200 pounds.

  The more I walked, the weaker I became. Finally, I leaned against a big tree by the river and my legs gradually lost their strength to support me, sliding down. My eyes looked at the distant setting sun, which was already somewhat blurry.

  "Hey, young man! Hey, young man... what's wrong?"

  At this time, there was an old man practicing Bagua sword on the side, who saw that something was wrong with the big man and came forward to ask.

  "Even if I could fly thousands of miles, in the end I'd still have to land on earth. Who would have thought that in the end I wouldn't be able to return home, and instead die in this strange land." The robust man, whose consciousness was already somewhat blurry, stood there gazing at the sunset muttering to himself: "Hate, hate, hate those who forget kindness and betray righteousness... Hate, hate, hate, can't eliminate those shameless scoundrels..."

  At this time, several elderly people around playing chess, practicing Tai Chi and Taiji sword came over.

  "This young man is as strong as an ox, what's wrong with him?"

  "Look at your body, there's no injury, maybe you've caught some illness."

  "I'll call the emergency center first, it looks like it's quite serious."

  The ambulance arrived quickly. Although the patient's family members were not found, saving lives was urgent, so they decided to lift him onto a stretcher first. However, several people tried to lift him but couldn't move him at all.

  At this time, many people gathered around to watch, and some young men came forward to help, but it was still difficult to lift.

  It wasn't until then that everyone felt something was off. Seven or eight young men could easily lift a weight of one thousand catties, but this person didn't even budge. Everyone looked at the big man leaning against the wall and felt a chill run down their backs.

  At this time, the sky was gradually darkening, and it became even more eerie.

  "Must have come into contact with something unclean?"

  "I think there's something wrong with this person, I felt it earlier, maybe he's possessed by something."

  At this time, medical staff were making phone calls to other places to report this strange thing while conducting checks, but found that the person had no pulse.

  "He's dead, what a pity, such a robust man."

  "It's strange, isn't it? A person is dead, yet they can't even be lifted up. How perverse."

  "Alas..." The old man who first discovered the robust man let out a deep sigh, and although the situation was strange, he still felt a sense of regret. Even if it wasn't one of his own family members, as an elderly person, watching such a robust man die like that would always evoke many emotions: "What a pity, if these people had someone with Dr. Wen's medical skills, this person might not have..."

  "Haha......" someone beside him laughed and said: "It's said that Doctor Wen can even revive the dead, why not try carrying him there?"

  "What's wrong with the way you're talking?" A woman in her fifties behind him said unhappily: "I was treated at Dr. Wen's clinic, and look at me now, I've never been as good as these past few months, you kid should learn some manners."

  At this time, most people supported the old lady.

  "Yes, Dr. Wen is quite capable, unlike those doctors who only know how to promote themselves and make money without any real skills, I have a relative who also works there."

  "Yes, apart from the difficulty in queuing, everything else is fine. I heard that even two months in advance, it's still impossible to get a spot."

  "I heard that Shuxin Clinic is going to take a break for a while!!"

  At this moment, there were all sorts of things being said.

  "It's really that amazing? If so, I should let my son go check it out too. They've been married for three years and still don't have any kids."

  "Don't even joke about it, Wen Doctor's queue is at least one or two days long."

  "Just line up and get it over with, as long as I can hold my grandson. By the way, I've also heard about it, but I never knew where Shuxin Clinic was."

  "It's found, the TV transmission tower in the east of the city, go right for 300 meters and it's the residential area."

  "Nowadays everyone who goes to see Dr. Wen has a serious illness, so you'd better not go just to join in the commotion."

  "Ah...... look quickly......"

  Many people let out a cry of surprise, the big man who was originally lying there suddenly disappeared, and the most shocked were probably the medical staff who were studying how to move this strange thing that couldn't be moved.

  Just now, everyone was chatting and watching the commotion, but after shouting out in surprise and looking over, they all fell silent.

  In an instant, it's quiet, so quiet it's terrifying...

  Although the streetlights were bright and the weather was just cool, everyone felt like they were sweating.

  In recent days, Wentao has been working hard to end it as soon as possible. Although the specific date for Tianjun Xing's side has not been confirmed yet, Wentao knows that he needs to make preparations in advance. Especially the preparation of hiding his identity, after all, he doesn't want to cause trouble, and this point still requires Tianjun Xing's cooperation.

  A loud crash... The small garden in front of Wentai's door, which he had bought separately, was smashed to pieces by the object that fell from the sky. Wentai, Linglan, Luozhenfeng and Haitan all rushed out quickly.

  Ling Lan carefully stood beside Wen Tao, waved her hand, and dust flew in. Only then did they see a large pit on the ground with a big man inside.