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Chapter 200 How can there be any parasitic cultivators(1/2)

Chapter 200 How can there be any parasitic cultivation of immortality?

The sky was dark, without the sun, moon or stars.

Behind him is the huge Chaos Tree, which stands in the black mist, with its shaggy canopy and swaying branches and leaves.

There were many numb walking dead around, and the insect domain seemed to have a collective consciousness triggered by some kind of "pheromone", so they all walked towards this alien insect.

In the black mist, there is a tall figure with a particularly strong and terrifying aura, also coming in this direction.

He was wearing fallen fairy-style clothes. There was a small hole in his chest, and his skin was gradually cracking. In the cracks, there were snake-like black scales moving back and forth.

"It's the body."

Bai Bing felt frustrated and used the system to detect it.

[Development stage: adult.]

Adult insect, Nascent Soul realm.

Bai Bing took out the seal again and found that the pattern on it was incomplete, and everything he saw now was black and white. He didn't know how long the seal could last.

But obviously it can only delay death for a while.

He looked around and his eyes suddenly fixed on the Chaos Tree.

There are no numb corpses around this tree. They seem to be very afraid, or in awe, because many insect eggs come from it.

"Where's your mother in awe?"

Bai Bing raised his head and looked at the Chaos Tree.

rustle.

Several pieces of black, rotten flesh were pulled out from the top of the Chaos Tree, swaying in front of the white ice, with blooming branches.

It seems to be saying, you have to eat even if you don’t want to eat today.

The system is also mute, and there is no reminder about "Don't waste eggs" or anything like that. It seems to know that these eggs are of no use.

Bang, bang.

There were dull footsteps behind, and the tall corpse was approaching, and the human skin was about to peel off.

"I don't believe you can still stuff something into my mouth today!"

Bai Bing pinched his nose and mouth and ran towards the Chaos Tree.

Better to die than live!

In an instant, thousands of branches came in and crowded everywhere.

Bai Bing felt that his consciousness was gradually becoming hazy, he pinched his mouth and nose and forced himself closer.

Suddenly, thousands of branches scattered, leaving only one.

This branch seemed to be inserted into his head. When he pulled it out with force, he felt a splitting headache.

Before he fell into coma, he saw a small chip wrapped around the branch.



Bai Bing gradually woke up and became conscious.

It's dawn.

He found himself lying on the ground, a little uncomfortable with the gravel and sand, and a cool and clean wind blowing around him.

Looking up, I saw a huge willow tree with thousands of silk ribbons hanging down, green and green.

It is as fluffy as a cover, covered with golden fruits, and surrounded by white fairy mist, like the breath of chaos.

The whole tree is so sacred, full of gleaming luster, as if it came from the fairy world, and the surrounding atmosphere is filled with chaos, making people feel comfortable all over.

rustle.

A wicker reached down, it looked like a dexterous hand, with a golden fairy fruit wrapped around it, and was handed to Bai Bing.

"Chaos fruit?"

Bai Bing stood up and stared at the willow tree for a while, his face gradually turning ugly.

He looked at his body and found that it was intact, but he always felt that something was missing and something was added.

rustle.

The wicker hands the golden fruit in front of you. It exudes a refreshing fragrance, making people have an instinctive desire.

Bai Bing was silent for a while, then drew his sword and cut him in half with one strike.

The translucent lotion flows, filling the ground with fairy mist, and the fragrance becomes more intense.

The sound of rustling came again, and the Chaos Tree took out another Chaos Fruit and handed it to the front.

"Did you cast mental pollution on me?" Bai Bing raised his head and asked.

Trees cannot speak.

Bai Bing turned around and left.

The Chaos Tree stood on the spot without any obstruction.

Bai Bing left here and found that everyone was gone, the sky was bright and it was quiet here.

He went to the previous "factory" and saw black wooden piles and black spikes falling on the ground, exuding a strange and evil aura.

"Is this the nail that fastens the body?"

Bai Bing picked it up, but the smell was a bit disgusting.

He suddenly realized something and summoned the big fat insect.

But there is no such thing as a bug. It is just a dream after the retreat failed and went crazy.

The spiritual power in the body is strong, but it is contaminated with corpse aura, as if it has eaten too many corpses.

I sniffed my arm and noticed the smell of corpse.

"Am I really suffering from mental pollution, or am I trapped in an illusion?" Bai Bing wasn't sure.

He walked around the entire ruins for a while, but found no one except a few monks who had failed in retreat and had died.

Then, he went into retreat for the third time in his life, carefully examining every corner of his body.

The meridians are stable, the spiritual power is strong, the Qi sea is majestic, and the soul is like an abyss. There is nothing wrong and there are no insects.

Just like a normal person.

Half a day later, he left this place.

The Yunxi Sect's heritage site, as the name suggests, is right next to the Yunxi Sect.

He came to the sect next to him and felt that this sect was just average, worse than Qingyun Sect. It seemed that there were no masters at the Nascent Soul stage.

With his current strength, he can retreat safely even if he encounters a master who reaches the golden elixir level, even if he cannot be killed.

"What are you doing here, fellow Taoist, in my sect?" A male cultivator in white robes flew over with a flying sword and asked calmly.

Bai Bing said nothing and stared at him for a while.

Spiritual power surged around the male cultivator, surrounded by fairy mist, and there was an indescribable Taoist charm all over his body.

"Fellow Taoist, are you going to the Fallen Immortal Relics?" the male cultivator asked patiently. He felt that this man was a bit powerful.

Bai Bing said: "Has anyone been there before?"

The male cultivator smiled and said: "It was all plundered half a month ago. Fellow Taoist has just come here now. It's true that I can't even eat the leftovers."

Has it been half a month?

Bai Bing suddenly said: "Why can't I see the bugs on your body?"

The male cultivator's expression changed, "Insect? Are you an evil cultivator?"

Only evil cultivators would say this. Their brains are distorted and they are seriously ill.

Bai Bing nodded, "Yes."

The male cultivator's expression changed, "Wait a moment, I'll call someone."

Bai Bing said: "No need."

Then he knocked him out with a slap.



Bai Bing returned to Tianxie Sect.

Suddenly he saw the busy Yang Fei.

Seeing Bai Bing, Yang Fei was immediately happy, "Brother Bing!

Where have you been? Why haven't I found you in half a month?

Do you know how worried I am? I’m so worried that I haven’t even eaten tomorrow’s meal.”
To be continued...
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