Ning Shu felt the pulse of the high priest again, input some spirit into the body of the high priest, and said, "you are in good health, and you can live for a long time."

"There's a ginseng in my family. You take it to supplement qi. You're tired of tracking Xuanyuan Hao some time ago." Ning Shu said.

Ning Shu still wants to let the high priest live. The high priest is a good man, a kind old man.

The high priest shook his head. "It's my day. The king Gu in my body is restless."

Ning Shu let out a sound and input some spirit into the body of the high priest.

Ning Shu didn't pass on the skills of peerless martial arts.

After all, it's not the world of cultivation. Although it's mysterious, the peerless martial arts are still beyond the power system of the world.

Directly absorb the spirit of heaven and earth.

Ning Shu gives pulse to the high priest every other day. Every time he gives pulse, he will input some aura to the high priest.

He gave another ginseng and asked the disciple of the high priest to boil some soup for him to drink.

Ning Shu asked the high priest, "is there any harm to your body caused by the king insects in your body?"

It's better to think about a bug in your body and get goosebumps all over.

Of course, for others to use Gu, Ning Shu said there was no gooseflesh.

"No, Wanggu and the high priests of all dynasties are complementary. To survive, Wanggu must be in the human body." Said the high priest.

Ning Shu nodded. It was a symbiotic relationship.

It's amazing.

The high priest's health is better. He can go around if he has nothing to do with it. However, teaching his disciples is really simple and rude, and he puts his head on the little disciples.

Ning Shu thought that the high priest could live for a while. One night, the disciples of the high priest knocked on Ning Shu's door and cried and said to Ning Shu, "the high priest can't do it."

Ning Shu is stupefied for a while, holding the pastor to the place where the high priest lives.

Many villagers are already there, crying in the lowlands.

The expression of grief is obviously sincere.

Ning Shu walked into the room and saw the haggard high priest. The flesh on his face shrank. It was really skin and bone.

Ning Shu wondered, "Why are you so thin?"

Yesterday I came here to make poisonous insects.

"Wanggu has absorbed it. Anyway, it will turn into ashes. Let Wanggu have a good meal." Said the high priest calmly.

Wanwanggu absorbed the remaining vitality of the body.

Ning Shu:

I'll go. The high priest is not really a man.

After a while, the room was full of people kneeling and kowtowing to the high priest in the room.

The high priest said to Ning Shu with difficulty, "take care of him for me, so that he can bear a family of high priests."

Ning Shu comforted the high priest: "yes, he will certainly become the best high priest."

The high priest closed his eyes, his body trembled, and a golden worm came out of his mouth.

The worm looks like a silkworm, golden in color, and moves very slowly.

How can such a guy without combat power be cultivated into a Gu king.

Wanggu comes out of the high priest's mouth and slowly climbs to the palm of his successor's hand.

The whole body exudes a fragrance.

The successor of the high priest was a little afraid, but he opened his mouth, and Wanggu crawled into the successor's mouth.

Succeeding high priest Gulong swallowed, Ning Shu could not help but stretch his neck and gulong swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

My mother

The high priest gave a few words, and he breathed.

The death of the high priest plunged the village into an atmosphere of sadness.

According to tradition, the villagers held the most complicated funeral.

Ning Shu also put on mourning clothes.

This village is the purest place where Ning Shu has experienced so many worlds and people.

These people don't have much ambition. They live away from the world. They don't have exquisite jewelry, beautiful clothes, green buildings, prostitutes and houses.

It's very simple to work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

As expected, people's pain comes from desire, struggling in desire.

Love and hate again in the struggle.

Hate and resentment, love and separation.

A lot of pain is to ask for no, from ancient times to the present, from the top officials to the dignitaries, to the common people, most of them are in this "ask no" to torture themselves.

Either with great effort, or with great skill, or with great care, or with open and secret fighting, it finally "killed your life".

Even Ning Shu is now seeking to live and build his own world.

After the funeral, the successor of the high priest, who was only seven or eight years old, became the high priest and lived near the temple.

Ning Shu will make some delicious food and send it to the high priest.

But the high priest didn't have to cook for himself. He took turns in the village to deliver food to the high priest.Give the best food to the high priest.

Ning Shu went to see the high priest when he was free. After all, he was entrusted by the dead high priest. When it was cold, he made two more clothes for the high priest.

Although the life is monotonous, Ning Shu is very calm.

No matter how vigorous the day is, in the end, it will return to such calm, unless it dies in the crash.

Ning Shu imagines that if one day, sitting in a rocking chair, watching the world change, Yunjuan Yunshu, Baiyun Canggou.

Beishuang

But When can the origin of the world come together, grass..

"Ding, the task is completed. Do you want to leave the task world?" A mechanical sound, not 2333.

Ning Shu: 2333 is sleeping again?

Ning Shu sighed at the boundary stone in her heart. In front of her, she reached out to take it, but there was no way to take it.

Alas, alas

Ning Shu kisses the forehead of the relative pastor, hope you are a strong child later.

Ning Shu hammered the heart, Ma Da, the border stone.

"Leave." Ning Shu said.

Ning Shu's head fainted for a while, then he opened his eyes again, and the whole person was stunned.

This is her system space??

All the walls around are cracked with thumb sized cracks, and the cracks on the walls are as dense as spider webs.

This is after the earthquake??

In the system space, the bookshelves are on the ground, and the books are on the ground.

A black hole in the wall.

Ning Shu:

"What is this?" Ning Shu asked with a confused face.

"Read the last words of 2333 system below." Said the system mechanically.

Ning Shu: legacy, last words?

"I'm running out of energy now. It's not easy for me to let the system space not collapse. Now the virtual space channel is closed, and the system that can be closed can save energy. I fall into a deep sleep and save energy. Use the backup system to assist you to complete the task."

It takes a lot of energy to run the main brain. Now 2333 has no extra energy to support it.

Ning Shu:

Bad luck!!

This 2333 is really true.

I've never seen such a disastrous system.