The man sat like this for a long time, like a sculpture.
I don't know if it's the restlessness of the storm in my eyes, or I'm just a little tired from sitting for a long time. As the sunset set, the man's tight body suddenly began to tremble.
"Ahem..."
With this movement, his pale face began to flush and he coughed.
"Cough cough...cough cough..."
First there was a light cough, followed by a series of violent coughs, as if he wanted to cough up his entire lungs.
Suddenly, the man who was covering his mouth and coughing froze up. He carefully removed his right hand that was covering his mouth and looked at the palm of his hand.
I saw a little blood stain the size of a thumb on the palm of his hand.
The color of the blood stains was very strange. It was not blood red or dark red, but pink.
Looking carefully, there was no trace of blood. There was clearly a ball of pink flesh in the palm. In the pink meat, countless granules are squirming and entangled, as if they are alive, making people's scalp numb, and it is very scary.
The man looked at the fleshy sprouts in his palm, his whole body stiffened, his pupils lost focus, and he stared blankly at them squirming. The eyes were filled with despair, as if their appearance represented some other meaning.
While the man was stunned, a faint filthy smell in the room floated down from the roof and rushed into the man's mouth like lightning.
"Damn it!" The man lost his mind for a moment, then recovered slightly, and clenched his open palm into a fist, as if he was afraid of being seen by someone. At this time, the breath completely invaded the body.
"Who!" The man with an ugly face was suddenly startled. He raised his head and looked above his head.
On the beams of the training room, except for the faint spiritual light that spread out, there was nothing at the moment.
There was suppressed madness in the man's eyes, and with a cold light flashing, he wanted to get up and investigate carefully. But before he could make a move, his expression suddenly changed, and his aura fluctuated even more violently.
As the breath fluctuated, the little flesh and blood in his originally thin body began to squirm spontaneously, as if scrambling to escape from his body.
This sudden, beyond-normal pollution outbreak caught the man off guard and made it very difficult to suppress it.
What made his face even uglier was that this outbreak was obviously abnormal. There seemed to be a kind of pollution in his body. They were constantly fighting at this moment, trying to pollute him and make him go completely crazy.
While the man was trying his best to suppress the madness in his eyes, Wang Zijia, who was sitting on a roadside taking a nap a thousand meters away, suddenly opened his eyes. He glanced in that direction, stopped lingering, and turned around to leave.
He originally planned to check it out first, but when he controlled the clay to escape into the hospital, he found that although the opponent's cultivation was very high, he was already on the verge of losing control. Not to mention discovering him, he didn't even have time to pay attention to changes in the outside world.
Therefore, Wang Zijia made an impromptu attempt to grow a demon.
Whether it succeeds or not depends on the situation.
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Wang Zijia quickly stood up and left, but after taking a few steps, his expression changed.
Not only was the demon cultivation not successful this time, but the mana in the body suddenly began to be consumed violently at this moment. This was a situation that had never occurred during the test on Bai Qian.
In the dark, he felt that an inexplicable thing that was crazy, evil, and chaotic was competing with him for the control of the extraordinary characteristics of Du Kang's body, trying to pollute it into his own shape.
There is still a little doubt in that consciousness and Wang Zijia's tug of war, as if wondering why they are both polluted, but they cannot merge. With the differences between you and me, awe is clear.
Because of this, Wang Zijia felt for the first time how evil the pollution from his spiritual roots was.
As Wang Zijia quickly walked towards his yard, he turned over his hands and took out two magic coins, constantly replenishing the constant loss of magic power in his body.
Fortunately, the original owner of the body, Du Kang, seemed to hate the other pollution even more, or maybe he felt that the newly added power was not crazy.
Therefore, he clearly discovered the power of the spiritual root demon that had sneaked into his body because of the fight between the two kinds of pollution, but he did not stop it. He even deliberately let it go, treating him as another force and working together to suppress the many things that had already been eroded in his body. Contamination of the extraordinary characteristics of spiritual roots.
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More than an hour later, Wang Zijia in the training room suddenly felt a shock all over his body and opened his eyes with surprise.
"It's done!"
According to the feeling in the dark, Wang Zijia felt that he barely fought for victory and initially controlled another person's spiritual root. In surprise, he no longer hesitated, and his mind moved decisively.
Sure enough, the red copper weight emerged, bringing Wang Zijia's consciousness to a familiar and unfamiliar sea of chaotic consciousness.
As he thought, a large number of weights suddenly appeared in the originally empty chaos.
Among the black and white weights, there is a huge blood-red weight, which is particularly conspicuous.
Weight: Nie Yuan pollution
Status: Contaminated
Value: 3214
Introduction: The source of pollution left behind when a weak creature dies. The death of old sins is also the rebirth of new sins. Life and death are irreplaceable and cannot be cut off. This kind of reproduction at the cost of evil lives is the most vicious curse in the world.
"Gulu!"
Looking at the blood-red weight that was half the size of a fist, Wang Zijia swallowed subconsciously and was very greedy.
No wonder there is clearly a sense of competition this time. The emotional partner is not just contaminated, but has extraordinary spiritual roots and has become the embryo of a new evil.
He looked away with difficulty and looked at Qi He's weight.
Compared with Wang Zijia's previous uneducated appearance, the other party was simply a typical monk. It took Wang Zijia a long time to sort out a preliminary panel information.
Name: Du Kang
Cultivation level: [Boy] late stage
Daoxing: Ninety-eight years (19539/20000, the cultivation of cultivation regressed due to the influence of pollution)
Spiritual Root: High Grade Spiritual Root (Third Grade)
Kung Fu: Wanyu Codex (including the chapter on children and the chapter on wine sacrifice, second grade)
Techniques: Talisman production (Dacheng), rune control (Dacheng), rune carving (Dacheng), basic swordsmanship (Dacheng), talisman sword (Dacheng)
Smelting spiritual materials (small success 1563/3000)······
Looking at the panel that was infinitely richer than his own, Wang Zijia was a little greedy, but it was a pity that he couldn't steal it for himself.
Judging from the combination of the opponent's spells, this person has obviously already started preparing for promotion to the Sacrificial Wine. If he hadn't been delayed by pollution for twenty years, he might not know what his cultivation level would be now!
Especially the opponent's Daoxing, a whiteboard breakthrough. The hundred-year Daoxing should have a maximum value of 10,000, but the other party has a maximum value of 20,000.
Two hundred worth of one year's Taoist practice is obviously the result of refining his magic power. This means that his chances of breaking through the wine sacrifice are much higher than those of ordinary monks.
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