The old man's words were cold, with a hint of solemnity.

The evil spirit disperses instinctively, combined with the serious expression and hidden ferocity, which is extremely intimidating.

Xu Qing felt that the old man also had Nascent Soul cultivation, but seemed to have a stronger aura than the sick ghost, so he nodded.

"Very good." The old man looked at Xu Qing, and his laughter was also cold.

"The sick ghost relies on his characteristic of coexisting with the poison of the Shenglan tribe to always release poison. However, he only has a partial understanding of the poison. The sword bearers of this year are very good!"

"Your name is Xu Qing, right? Come here, and as a reward for your cure of illness, I allow you to help me explain all races."

Xu Qing stood up and walked forward until he reached the old man's side and stood solemnly.

The old man looked away from Xu Qing and looked at everyone in the hall.

"You can call me Ghost Hand, and I will be responsible for explaining to you the characteristics and fatalities of some common races."

Qingqiu glanced at Xu Qing instinctively.

Xu Qing concentrated his attention. He felt the strong smell of blood on the old man's body. At the same time, he also noticed that the reverence in Kong Xianglong's expression exceeded that of the ghost who just went to see the sick man.

When Xu Qing was deep in thought, Kong Xianglong's voice came to his ears.

"Pawn."

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, and he knew the meaning of pawn, which meant that the old man in front of him came from the Prison Department.

At the same time, his interest in what the other party was going to explain next was greatly increased.

Before, when he was in the Seven Blood Eyes Hunting Division, he had dealt with some foreign races in the Forbidden Sea, and he knew that the body structure of many ethnic groups was very different from that of the human race, which also made the fatalities different.

This is true for the Guiyou Clan and the Haixing Clan.

"The Yanmiao tribe, this tribe was born under the sun and lives in the breath. It may seem that there are no fatal injuries, but in fact they are all over the body. You need to use the magic of wind to cure them..."

"Xu Qing, pick it up."

The old man spoke calmly, raised his right hand and waved, and suddenly a piece of ice appeared in front of him and floated in front of Xu Qing.

Xu Qing immediately raised his hand and caught it.

Being so close, he can feel it more clearly than others.

The ice is transparent, and there is a faint trace of smoke sealed inside.

"To deal with the Yanmiao tribe, it can be simpler. Just like me, freeze them."

After introducing the Yanmiao tribe, the old man flicked his sleeves, put away the ice, and continued to introduce other tribes.

"The Bufa tribe, the characteristic of this tribe is that their natural talent can turn their enemies into puppets. Their fatal injury is their third finger, where their lifeline is."

The old man waved his hand again, and a thin corpse appeared in front of him, floating in front of Xu Qing. Xu Qing cast a spell to control it, rotating the corpse according to the old man's request.

This corpse was all green, with a single horn on its head, and its whole body was naked and wrinkled.

"Xu Qing, find his third finger."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qing immediately raised the corpse's right hand, exposing its half-broken third finger, and faced all those holding the sword.

"There is also the Two-faced Clan, a closely related branch of the Holy Demon Clan."

"Due to the covenant, the Holy Demon Tribe cannot kill indiscriminately, but the Two-Face Tribe can. Like the Holy Demon Tribe, they are physically strong. The fatal injury is to find the moment when their Two-Face turns into a diagonal, and severely injures the Two-Face between the eyebrows.

"

The old man waved his hand again and took out a two-faced corpse that was more than two feet tall. You could see blood dripping from his eyebrows.

Xu Qing perceived it more clearly. He saw that the wounds on the two faces were sword marks. A sword penetrated the entire head and between the eyebrows.

The sword holders all around looked solemn, and each one became more serious. They were not distracted in the slightest, and listened intently.

In the following time, the old man talked about hundreds of foreign races. Every time he explained, he would take out specimens of that race, and each specimen seemed to have died not long ago.

Some of them were actually alive and were killed by the old man at the fatal point in front of everyone.

Gradually the smell of blood in the hall became stronger.

In this process, Xu Qing gained a lot.

Not only can he see clearly and perceive things thoroughly, he can also sense many details.

"The last one is the Immortal Clan." The old man said this, grinning, as if he was happy to kill before, he took out a wine gourd and took a big drink.

"The ones you saw before are all those I have gone out to find and kill in order to attend this class in the past few months. Each of them has brutally killed my human monks many times, and even the sword holder was tortured and killed by them.

There are also some, and they are all wanted by the Sword-bearing Palace."

"I'm very happy that you don't have the kind of pedantic people who feel sympathy for foreigners after seeing half of it. In the early years, there were still such idiots occasionally."

"The Immortal Tribe is difficult to deal with. I brought this one from the Prison Department. Unfortunately, like the Holy Demon Tribe, it cannot be killed." The old man said, and with a wave of his hand, a monk from the Immortal Tribe appeared in front of everyone.

This near-immortal monk was unconscious and floating in the air of the main hall.

"You see clearly, the Immortal Race is similar to the Human Race, but they have five hearts. This is their strength, and their regeneration ability is very strong, with few fatal injuries. Compared to the heart, I personally think their kidneys

, more deadly.”

"Of course, I suggest that if you encounter it in the future, you can try to dismember it, so that you will be safe."

"What I'm talking about are the fatalities of the physical bodies of various races. As monks, there are many differences due to different spells. You need to make judgments on the spot."

"As for the Immortal Clan, there is another thing I want to remind you. The Immortal Clan's Immortal Puppet is stronger than their own clansmen. They are murderous evil objects created entirely for the purpose of fighting."

"Every immortal puppet is at least at the Nascent Soul level. I don't know the details of its production process, but I know that it is made from living people of the near-immortal clan. You can imagine how cruel the steps are. The purpose

It is to stimulate their resentment and madness, and then cooperate with some special heterogeneous integration to produce the ability to invade all things."

After saying that, the old man put away the monks from the Immortal Clan, took another sip of wine, and then stood up.

"It's a pity that I can't dismember this Immortal clan in front of you. The three clans have a covenant, and one of the clauses stipulates that if criminals from the three parties are caught committing crimes in their clan, they can only be imprisoned for a maximum of ten years, and then they need to be transferred back to their own clan."

"The Holy Demon Clan is like this, the Immortal Clan is like this, and our human race is like this too."

The old man shook his head, ignored everyone, and walked out.

Xu Qing also returned to the desk and sat down cross-legged.

At this moment, it is already afternoon in the outside world, and dusk is approaching, but the sunset has arrived early and is reflected in the sky.

As the sunset grew darker, a figure walked into the Sword Holding Palace.

This is an old man, wearing a blue robe, with gray hair and bright eyes. A sense of elegance is very obvious in him.

As he walked closer, all the sword holders who saw him paid their respects with respectful expressions.

"I have met Lord Jun Cheng."

The palace masters of the three major palaces in the county capital are the most powerful person after the county guard, and below this level, they are the county magistrate.

With a smile on his face, Jun Cheng walked all the way to the Palace of Learning. He looked at the surrounding palaces on the way. He smiled and spoke to the sword holder beside him.

"Think about the last time I came here ten years ago. Yesterday I heard from the county guard that the new sword holders in the Sword Holding Palace are very good. I just took the opportunity of class to come and see the outstanding people from my human race."

Accompanying Jun Cheng was the head of the four deacons of the Sword-bearing Palace. He smiled after hearing this.

"These boys still need to hone their skills. Lord Jun Cheng is very knowledgeable. If you can give them a few pointers, it will be a great blessing for them."

The Jun Cheng nodded happily and followed the deacon of the Sword-bearing Palace all the way to the Hall of Knowledge.

The moment they walked in, everyone in the hall saw the deacon coming and stood up to pay their respects. Xu Qing did the same and looked at the two approaching people.

"This is the Commander-in-Chief of Fenghai County. Next, I will explain to you the history of the human race and how to use vegetation to save oneself when in danger."

The deacon spoke solemnly.

"Your Excellency, Lord Jun Cheng, is extremely virtuous and has made immeasurable merits. Six years ago, he improved the Bai Dan and developed the Su Dan. The effect of this elixir in dispersing foreign matter has been doubled. This is a great act of virtue and has made the county capital

The common people have been spared too many idiosyncratic tortures.”

When the deacon said this, he cupped his fists and bowed to Jun Cheng.

The county magistrate returned the gift and spoke with emotion.

"It is not true that the merit is immeasurable. It takes time to cultivate Sudan's medicinal herbs. Now it can only be provided to the people of the county. If it can be spread throughout the thirteen states of the county and even the entire human race, it will be considered a merit."

"Your Majesty, I am humble." The deacon said respectfully, and then said goodbye and left. When he walked out of the Hall of Learning, the Jun Cheng, who was attracted by Xu Qing and others, smiled and walked to the upper seat, sat down and spoke in a warm voice.

"Sit down, you deacons are so complimentary. I'm just a scholar."

Everyone bowed respectfully, then sat down and looked up at the county magistrate in front of them.

Xu Qing looked at the other person and felt a similar aura to Master Bai and the Great Elder of the Sword-holding Court in this Jun Cheng, which made him instinctively like him.

Especially when Su Dan said it before, he became interested and planned to buy one and study it later.

The Jun Cheng's class was also very interesting. He explained the history of the human race to everyone, from the glory of the ancient emperor Xuanyou, to the worship of all the tribes in the ancient continent, to the arrival of the broken face of the gods, and the great catastrophe of the ancient world.

Then the focus is on the successive emperors of the human race in the era after the god's face was broken.

Some of them are fatuous, some are wise, some are trying to revive the human race, and some are content with the status quo.

"In the year 37938 of the Dongsheng Calendar, the Dongsheng Human Emperor was so happy with his success that he ignored the dissuasion and mobilized the entire clan to fight against the Yanyue Xuantian Clan. The battle was a huge defeat and the tens of thousands of years of accumulation of our human race were wasted.

Erlang was buried in a foreign land, and the country's power has been in decline since then, which became a turning point in the sunset of our human race, known in history as the Xuantian Change."
To be continued...