"I" Wang Daniu was stunned, and after thinking for a moment he said: "I choose the big one!"
In the underground secret room.
The moment Wang Daniu said the words "I choose the big one", a very small amount of "hopeful emotion" emanated from Wang Daniu's body.
Chenghuo used his spiritual consciousness to pull the emotional power and quietly collected it into the 'Gourd of Humanity'.
After that, he shook the sieve cup in front of Wang Daniu.
"Oh, there are still consecutive numbers." After opening the lid of the cup, Cheng Huo looked at the numbers inside and said with a smile: "Two, three, and four, a total of nine points, little one, you lose."
"It's over!" Wang Daniu's face turned pale immediately when he saw the sieve cup counting and smiling, and his whole person seemed to have collapsed.
At the same time, an emotion called 'despair' also emanated from Wang Daniu's body.
In this regard, Survival is not afraid of those who come, and it is also included in the "Gourd of Humanity".
"Don't panic."
After all, the purpose of catching Wang Daniu alive was not to kill the opponent, so after seeing his despair, he quickly added: "I just forgot to tell you, you have a total of three chances to win two out of three games, so as long as you can win After the next two rounds, you can still get out of here alive."
"So I haven't lost yet?" Wang Daniu looked happy when he saw Cheng Huo supplementing the rules of the game.
At the same time, a large amount of emotion called 'hope' also emanated from Wang Daniu's body once again.
In the process of collecting the emotions of hope, Chengshuo discovered that although the two emotions of 'hope' and 'despair' are opposite to each other, they always complement each other.
The more despair Wang Daniu feels, the greater the hope that will burst out in the next second.
In front of Wang Daniu, Chengshuo shook the sieve cup again: "Choose, do you want a big one or a small one?"
"Go big!" Wang Daniu's choice was still the same as before. He didn't believe that the sieve cup would produce small ones twice in a row.
"okay!"
Chengshuo opened the lid of the cup and couldn't help but laugh again: "One, two, six, a total of nine points, it's small again, you lose again, you have no chance this time."
After saying that, he put his hand on the space gem on his chest and took out a dagger.
Seeing that the success was real, Wang Daniu panicked and said: "Give me another chance, please, bet with me again, we will win three out of five games!"
"snort,"
Chengshuo didn't respond aloud, he just sneered, and then turned his consciousness into a sharp blade and stabbed it fiercely into Wang Daniu's consciousness.
After receiving this blow, Wang Daniu fainted on the spot.
After doing all this, Chengshuo lifted Wang Daniu into the air with one hand and silently left the underground secret room.
…
In the eastern district of Xuancheng in the Ming Dynasty, outside an unknown fish restaurant.
Jian Xihai looked around, and after confirming that no one was paying attention to him, he hurriedly entered the fish restaurant holding the bamboo basket.
"Brother Xihai, how are you?" When he saw Jian Xihai's figure, the fishmonger Lao Song, who had been hiding in the corner, stood up hurriedly and said, "What did the people above say?"
"The 'spiritual roots' we want were given by the people above, but"
In the fish restaurant.
As Jian Xihai spoke, he opened the bamboo basket he had been holding in his arms and poured out two purple-black thorny balls.
"Purple and black?" Old Song, the fishmonger, took one of the purple-black thorn balls in his hand and said with a hint of disappointment: "Did the superiors only give us an 'intermediate spiritual root'? In this way, we can't do anything" I broke through to the foundation building stage in one breath."
During the conversation, the fishmonger Lao Song put the thorn ball in his hand against his chest.
Following the movements of the fishmonger Lao Song, the purple-black thorny ball suddenly seemed to be half alive, and the slender purple-black hair on its surface kept squirming.
'Crunch.'
As he squirmed, those purple-black hairs gradually hardened and pierced the skin of fishmonger Lao Song's chest.
After a few breaths of time passed, the purple-black thorn ball gradually merged with the fishmonger Old Song, and slowly penetrated into Old Song's body.
"How's it going? There's no rejection reaction, right?" Jian Xihai asked with concern after seeing Lao Song fuse the thorn balls.
The latter felt it carefully and then said: "It shouldn't be a big problem."
"Well, it's my turn."
After confirming that the other party was safe and sound, Jian Xihai followed closely behind and pressed the purple-black flesh ball against his chest.
'Crunch.'
Accompanied by bursts of penetrating sounds, not long after, one could see that the purple-black thorn ball in Jian Xihai's hand had completely merged with it.
Jian Xihai closed his eyes and felt it for a while before saying: "I don't have any problem. It's just that after integrating this 'intermediate spiritual root', I always feel disappointed than expected."
"Oh, who says it's not the case?" Old Song, the fishmonger, said with a wry smile: "But this time, I expected it."
"Actually, the people above are very smart. They still have room for us, so how can they possibly feed us all at once? You think so!"
"Back to business," fishmonger Lao Song asked: "Speaking of which, this summoning of the projection of 'that lord' should still be set in our Mingxuan City? There were monks who released a powerful aura in Mingxuan City before, so it should not have caused the righteous path. Pay attention, right?"
"Don't worry, everything goes as planned."
Jian Xihai asked back: "I have brought everything needed for this summons. Is your 'big fish' ready?"
"Hey,"
The fishmonger Lao Song didn't say much, he just chuckled and opened the door curtain behind him.
But behind the door curtain, he saw a human corpse that was extremely swollen from head to toe and had swelled to four or five times its original size.
The fishmonger Lao Song looked at the human corpse and said: "Hurry up and stuff the things in! Then we will start the ceremony!"
"Um."
Jian Xihai nodded, and took out another blood-red thorn ball from the previous bamboo basket.
He followed the same pattern and hit the blood-red thorn ball on the chest of 'Big Fish'.
'Crunch.'
After a few seconds.
As bursts of oozing sounds sounded, the blood-red thorny ball gradually squirmed and integrated into the body of the 'big fish'.
…
That evening.
The residence of the Blood Tiger Gang and the residence of the miracle doctor Xue Haomiao.
inside the house.
Chengshuo opened the lead alloy square box that stored the purple-black thorny ball, and carefully pulled the three "emotional powers" stored in the "humanitarian gourd" to the surface of the purple-black thorny ball.
But it's the same as the previous experiments.
This time, the purple-black spiked ball has not yet absorbed the three emotional powers of 'hope', 'despair' and 'anger' stored in the 'humanity gourd'.
Seeing that the feeding failed again, a look of disappointment appeared in Chengshuo's eyes.
And just when Chengshuo was trying to feed the spike ball with the 'power of emotion', the voice of a Blood Tiger Gang member suddenly came from outside the house: "Is Doctor Xue here? Something big happened in Mingxuan City, and now the gang leader and the gang elders are... Already gathered at the meeting hall."
"Yes, I understand." Chenghuo responded aloud: "Dr. Xue is out for something, so I will go there in his place this time."
Since Xue Haomiao's death, whenever members of the Blood Tiger Gang were injured, they would be treated by the survivors.
So over time, the members of the Blood Tiger Gang became accustomed to the existence of survival.
Now seeing Chenghuo responding on behalf of Xue Haomiao, the member of the Blood Tiger Gang didn't say much, nor did he have any doubts.
After saying a polite word, he hurriedly said goodbye and left.
Because the purple-black thorn ball, the 'spiritual root', is actually a living creature, it cannot be stored in the storage bag.
So Chengsheng had no choice but to put the purple-black thorn ball into the lead alloy square box again.
After doing all this, he hurried to the Blood Tiger Gang meeting hall.
But in the meeting hall, countless members of the Blood Tiger Gang had gathered, including my friend Fu Ruoyun and others.
Because when Chengsheng showed off his magical powers at the Ju Peng Pavilion that day, in addition to Fu Ruoyun, there were several members of the Blood Tiger Gang present.
There were so many people talking, and the survival was not strictly prohibited from leaking the matter.
Therefore, in just over half a month, the news that "the Supreme Immortal of the Haoran Sect bowed to Cheng Sheng" quickly spread throughout the entire Blood Tiger Gang.
During this period, someone saw Zuoqiu Jing'er, the Supreme Immortal of the Haoran Sect, personally coming to Xue Haomiao's residence to pay her respects to Chengshu.
Others witnessed Fu Ruoyun and others kneeling outside the living room, begging to learn from their masters.
Therefore, as soon as this matter spread, the entire Blood Tiger Gang members knew about it, and Cheng Sheng was suspected to have an unpredictable level of cultivation.
He is a person with great supernatural powers.
As for the Xue Divine Doctor Xue Haomiao who has been missing for many days, everyone has imagined that he is a worldly expert who is three points more powerful than a living person.
As for why he disappeared, it was most likely that he went out to travel after imparting all his knowledge to Cheng Xing.
After all, for a master outside the world, it is normal for him to disappear when he goes out for a wander occasionally.
…
"Lord Savage Heart!"
in the hall.
Seeing Cheng Huo enter the scene, all members of the Blood Tiger Gang, except the elder gang leader, rushed to Cheng Huo and bowed their hands.
As for the elders and gang leaders, due to their status, they only addressed Cheng Huo as 'Elder Barbarian Heart' with a hint of respect.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Chengsheng.
As a monk in the transformation stage, he is used to seeing all kinds of big scenes, so he will naturally not suffer from stage fright in this kind of situation.
He said without changing his expression: "Did something happen to the gang? Why did you call everyone here at once?"
"It's not that something happened to the gang, but something big happened in Mingxuan City."
The law enforcement elder of the Blood Tiger Gang rushed to Chenghuo and said: "The Gang Haoran Sect sent people to send the latest news: Just this afternoon, a giant blood-red thorn ball appeared in Mingxuan City. It is suspected that a demonic monk is summoning 'that Lord' projection."
"Giant blood-red thorn ball?"
Could it be spiritual roots?
When he heard the word "thorn ball", he subconsciously thought of the purple-black thorn ball he obtained from Xue Haomiao's body.
He asked the other party: "What kind of spiked ball is it specifically? Can you describe it?"
The law enforcement elder replied: "If the magic monk wants to summon the projection of 'that Lord', he first needs to cultivate a huge blood-red thorn ball, which is more than twenty sticks high, spherical, and then spread on the body." The monster with long red hair is alive."
"After the blood-red thorn ball appears, it will expand its territory on its own and confine the surrounding area. After that, all monks below the foundation-building stage and all mortals will not be allowed to enter."
"The mental state of people trapped in the field of thorn balls will gradually be affected over time until they fall into madness."
"These people who fall into madness will eventually be pierced by the hair on the surface of the thorn ball, and become the sacrifice needed to summon the projection of 'that Lord'."
Use people who have fallen into madness as sacrifices?
The words of the law enforcement elder made Chenghuo feel confused.
After all, in his impression, it was either the indescribable creature itself or a derivative of the indescribable creature.
Even monks who use indescribable biological power as their main practice system.
All the above people or monsters rely on absorbing 'emotional power' to strengthen themselves.
I have never heard of it. There is a saying that certain derivatives become stronger by absorbing sacrifices.
Curious in his heart, Chengshuo asked: "What about the monks of Haoran Sect? What are they doing now? What are their attitudes?"
The law enforcement elder replied: "The monks of the Haoran Sect have sent people to Mingxuan City as soon as possible, and then ordered us, the Blood Tiger Gang, the Haisha Gang, the Sea Whale Gang, a total of seven gangs, to send people Go and wait outside Mingxuan City, ready for orders at any time."
The members of the "seven major gangs" under the Haoran Sect are all mortal warriors in the secular world.
Therefore, matters such as dealing with blood-red thorn balls or fighting against demonic monks are beyond the scope of the mortal warriors in the 'Seven Gangs'.
Haoran Sect asked people from the Seven Big Gangs to go outside Mingxuan City to listen to the instructions, mainly to allow the Seven Big Gangs to do some aftermath work after the battle.
And when good and evil are at war, they are responsible for delivering information, collecting intelligence, transferring supplies and other drudgery tasks.
After all, the number of foundation-building monks in the Haoran Sect is limited, and the Qi-training monks cannot fly in the air. Therefore, time-consuming and energy-consuming tasks such as running errands must be done by someone.
It just so happened that Cheng Shengben wanted to get in touch with the good and evil monks on Bai Qiuxing, and he was also extremely interested in the so-called 'giant blood-red thorn ball'.
So after learning that the Blood Tiger Gang was leading people to follow orders outside Mingxuan City, they followed the large group and rushed there.
This went on for nearly an hour.
Influenced by the 'giant blood-red thorn ball' in Xuan City of the Ming Dynasty.
When Chengsheng sensed outside the east gate of Mingxuan City, he could see that the entire sky above Mingxuan City had been dyed blood red by the thorn balls.
These blood-red rays of light were neither too much nor too little, just enough to cover the entire Mingxuan City.
From a distance, it looks like a blood-red transparent shield, isolating Mingxuan City from the outside world.
But on the east tower of Mingxuan City, there were several monks wearing uniform black uniforms, confronting the monks of the Haoran Sect who were holding flying swords.
With the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the transformation stage, Chengshuo could clearly hear what they were talking about.
"Why can't you see something so obvious?"
On top of the city tower.
The leading monk in black was emphasizing to the Haoran Sect monks: "How many times do I have to tell you before you believe me?"
"The reason why people in the fairy world gave you 'spiritual roots' is just to use you as a breeding ground to cultivate those thorn balls."
"Instead of transplanting the 'spiritual roots' given by the fairy world, it is better for us monks from the lower world to secretly cultivate it ourselves, so that at least we will not be controlled by others!"
"It's okay if you righteous monks don't cooperate with this matter, but you are willing to be dogs for people in the fairy world to go against us demonic monks!"
(End of chapter)
