The night is hazy and the moonlight is ambiguous.
The wild cats outside the wall also began to meow in an artificial way.
Zhao Laoliu rubbed his hands and eagerly lifted the girl's headscarf.
ah····!
The shrill screams pierced the quiet night sky.
Several broken tiles on the roof were also shaken off.
The boy in the yard next door sighed and opened his eyes.
Then I picked up the pen and paper on the table and recorded my situation and gains in words that were completely different from this world.
Host: Ke Xiaoliang.
Sect to which he belongs: Ten Demon Sect.
Skills: Shadow Clone (unlocked), Demonic Whisper (unlocked), Demonic Immortality (unlocked), Virtual Reality Conversion (unlocked), Body as Steel (unlocked), Demonic Body Changeable (unlocked) .
Gold Finger: A gourd vine, the effect is unknown.
Magic index: seventy-five (Zhao Laoliu provided fifteen points, and if he continues his efforts today and tomorrow, he may be able to harvest ten more points).
Looking at the 'system' panel data written by himself, Ke Xiaoliang looked up at the moon and sighed.
To breed the demon within your body, you need at least a thousand points of demonic index.
Only when the demon seed is conceived, transformed into vitality, and the aura is generated can the practice be considered an introduction, and it can barely be called the first level of Qi training. With the true Qi of the Demon Sect, it is possible to learn the 'skills' in the above list and become a real Demon Sect monk, which will frighten the people of the righteous path and make the righteous chivalrous girls clasp their legs and cover their chests.
Less than three days have passed since his rebirth, and there are still five days left before the demon species inspection of the Ten Demon Sects.
After five days, the disciples whose demon seeds have not given birth to life will be 'recycled', either sent to Yaolu to refine blood pills, or directly thrown into Baigui Stream to feed wandering ghosts.
The best result is just to leave it to those girls in Yuhua Palace to practice kung fu, which is a feeling of satisfaction before death.
If you don't have your soul taken out and turned into a vicious ghost after death, you will still be a green-headed ghost.
My ex was a bitch who was a virgin. She entered the devil's sect but she still devoted herself to the right path. During the entire two months of pregnancy, she actually did good things and did good deeds. She hoped to be noticed by an expert in the right path and take her away from the devil's cave and return to the right path...
It’s also a case of blind thinking.
"Zhao Laoliu is just a mortal, and he is involved in all kinds of wine, sex, wealth, and wealth. His body has long been emptied out, and his willpower is almost zero. I just use the curse method every night, next door to him, to curse him with nightmares. I can collect The magic value obtained is also very limited. If you want to get rich overnight and satisfy the breeding needs of demon species, you have to find real monks and harvest wool from them." Thinking of this, Lin Shang added another word to the paper. Pen.
Task: randomly select a lucky 'guest' to act as a leek and harvest enough magic value from the opponent.
The so-called demonic value, in a broad sense, is a kind of spiritual energy that dissipates when an individual is targeted by the demon monks and loses his mind.
Because it is dominated by fear, terror, and anger, it is defined as a demonic value by Ke Xiaoliang.
Thinking of cutting leeks, Ke Xiaoliang himself is a big leek.
Of course, that was the fault of predecessor Ke Xiaoliang.
He was cut to death by cutting leeks.
Assuming that the normal willpower of ordinary people is ten, then the magic value generated each time cannot exceed ten.
Otherwise, it is easy to go crazy, collapse, become black, or have a drastic change in temperament.
If eight or nine magic points are continuously harvested for more than ten days, the person being harvested may be directly beaten to death.
My predecessor was just an ordinary person. Although he had mastered some basic magic spells, he was still in the category of ordinary people and was not truly extraordinary.
Even if ordinary people with a relatively average will are slightly firmer, they are still limited.
In this small town where the outer disciples of the Ten Demon Sect are housed, the most suitable 'leeks' to attack are actually those fellow disciples. And my predecessor, this silly Baitian, died after being harvested several times and became the most humble and insignificant sacrifice in the outer sect's test.
Boom, boom, boom!
At midnight, the peach charm at the door was, without any surprise, knocked by the cold wind.
At the entrance of the courtyard, a lantern stained with black dog's blood kept swinging up and down in the strange night wind.
"Here we go again!" Ke Xiaoliang knew who was coming.
On the first day after traveling through time, he was really shocked.
But now, he knows very well that the person who did this is just pretending.
Even if the demon seed is successfully activated and the magic qi is generated in the body, it will be difficult for the magic qi to produce magic power without the help of the experts from the magic sect.
Without mana, you can only use the 'skills' that come with the demon species itself, and you can randomly obtain 'skill' fragments, which are incomplete skills. Only through continuous practice and improvement of cultivation can it be possible to fully master one or more skills.
The function of mana is to control external objects such as talismans, ghosts, demons, puppets, weapons, etc.
These are the most commonly used methods among practitioners.
The courtyard door kept making creaking and creaking sounds.
The whimpering wind sounded like something was whispering in the dark night.
Ke Xiaoliang yawned loudly, touched the eye mucus in the corner of his eyes, and then flicked the dirt out with a flick of his finger.
He took out a mirror and touched his temples... As expected, he was still a handsome guy. The feeling of discomfort from traveling through time was swept away again, followed by a full sense of immersion.
Ugly people look sad everywhere, but handsome people are always free and easy.
Ke Xiaoliang, who was admiring himself, didn't seem to notice at this moment that a girl with a white face and a very white body, a glowing white girl, holding a black paper umbrella, suddenly appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.
She looked warily at the two large lanterns at the door.
He looked even more surprised at the two black dogs painted on the lantern, as if he didn't quite understand why the image of the tengu was depicted in such a weird way.
"You are more exposed and the cold wind is blowing. Master, why don't you invite me to come in and sit inside?" The woman stood at the door of the courtyard and shouted to Ke Xiaoliang, who was still admiring himself.
The voice can be said to be extremely charming.
Ke Xiaoliang yawned again.
Because of his ex's fault, his body was so depleted that he couldn't stay up late at all.
As we all know, cultivating immortality requires staying up late.
How can I cultivate immortality if I can’t stay up late?
How could you stay up all night without cultivating immortality?
So, it's really an endless loop.
"I'm sorry, seeing that I'm so handsome, you should know that I'm not a good person. Because my handsome appearance doesn't allow me to live a kind life. So you'd better go somewhere else!" Ke Xiaoliang said through the courtyard door.
The woman giggled and said: "How can a bad person say that he is a bad person? The young master is a bad person, and the slave family... is not a decent person!"
As he spoke, he was still ogling Ke Xiaoliang.
This is no longer a hint, but an explicit statement.
"I can let you in."
"But give me a show first." Ke Xiaoliang said.
The woman charmingly slid her green-white fingers across her delicate neck, as if she was about to break the bellyband hanging around her neck, exposing all the looming peaks under the bellyband to the pure moonlight.
It seemed like she was hinting to Ke Xiaoliang what kind of show she could perform.
"I will obey the master's instructions." The woman said softly.
Ke Xiaoliang thought for a while, and then said: "Then you can perform a handstand for me to have diarrhea!"
"Hmm...huh?" The woman was stunned.
Far away in an attic on the other side of the town, the sinister man who was holding a female rag doll and controlling it remotely was also stunned.
"Ding! Your magic value has reached three points!" Ke Xiaoliang dubbed himself, and added a three after the number seventy-five on the paper.
"You're kidding me!" The woman was furious. Her long hair flew around, the veins on her face were exposed, and slender and sharp nails sprouted from her hands, and she slashed at the courtyard door with all her strength.
At the same time, a strong wind blew out the candles in the lanterns.
It's like God is helping her!
The courtyard gate suddenly dimmed.
Only the moonlight and starlight still shone coldly.
Snapped!
The courtyard door made of bamboo slices shattered.
And in the cracks, the fine sand soaked in the black dog's blood also splashed everywhere.
The woman who originally looked bright and charming, now had pieces of hideous flesh and blood starting to rot all over her body.
The fine sand soaked in dog blood fell on her body, making a sizzling sound. It was like a hot iron dropped on a pig's skin.
The woman was so angry that she turned into a strong wind and swept into the courtyard. She was about to pierce Ke Xiaoliang's heart with her claws and scratch him to death.
Don't care about the long flow of water!
She just wants revenge.
But he didn't notice that there was something strange on the ground under his feet.
My feet became loose.
Fell upside down into a hole.
There is a hot oil pan standing in the hole.
The woman fell right into the oil pan and was cooked to perfection in an instant.
Gradually, the so-called woman disappeared completely, and what was floating in the oil pan was clearly a three-foot-long white snake.
In the attic in the distance, the sinister man holding a doll was vomiting blood. The doll in his hand was completely broken into pieces, and there were a bunch of white larvae in the doll's belly.
At the same time, the mark of the demonic seed that emerged between the man's eyebrows also flickered with light several times, and finally with a puff... it went completely dark.
"The magic value is seventy!" Ke Xiaoliang added another seventy after adding three.
Now, he has 148 points of magic value, and he is still 852 points away from activating the demon seed.
"Good leeks are cut off in one crop...so sad!" Ke Xiaoliang looked up at the sky, feeling quite sad.
Then he rolled up his sleeves and looked at the tattoo on his arm that looked like a gourd vine.
Gritting his teeth, he completely poured all the magic value into the gourd vine tattoo.
In an instant, the gourd vine began to slowly grow around his arm.
A small purple flower blooms on the gourd vine.
Then after the petals fell, a small gourd grew.
