Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

In the old continent, somewhere deep in the mountains and old forests.

There is a tribe here, there are no tall buildings, only some low thatched huts.

Occasionally, passers-by, wearing coarse linen, saw children passing by dragging huge corpses of monsters, and some women smashed a large bundle of magical medicine that was full of medicinal fragrance, and lit a fire to cook.

The rice is fragrant, and the magic medicine is burning below, and the fire is very strong.

"Is everything released?"

In a thatched hut, a middle-aged man asked, he had bronze skin, a hair crown, and a few tall feathers, like a leader.

"They've all been released, and now a lot of people have come from Outer Continent, and they're rushing for them."

There are still two-thirds of the things from that era, what should I do with them? "A subordinate said.

The middle-aged leader said: "The rest will be discussed after they have digested them. These parasites are not a common species in the Central Plains. Most people do not meet the qualifications for parasites. Parasites are easy to fail. It is difficult to scare them away after releasing them all at once. .”

The subordinate said: "Do we need to come forward? Even if it is a reward, we can't give it to them like this."

The middle-aged leader pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "Give them enough food first, and discover our value, and then we will be born again, and it will not be too late to meet them."

After giving orders, the middle-aged leader came to the cellar.

I saw some huge crystals, filled like pillars, each of which sealed a person.

Occasionally some fine metal utensils and even shotguns can be seen, just dusty.

"Old master."

The middle-aged leader smiled and said: "We have successfully hooked them over, and when they find our outdoor paradise, it will be the day we were born.

We are sitting on a treasure house, but we have been dormant here for so many years.

What taboos from that era, what guardians, why should we guard them? Let those Central Plains people eat and drink spicy food outside, and we are dormant here day after day, year after year, just for an illusory promise? "

"You will regret this."

Suddenly there was an old voice, and then there was the rattling sound of iron chains, coming from a dark corner.

The middle-aged leader walked over with a look of pity.

The old man is gray-haired, ragged, and has a kind face.

"Child, stop it. Born in our tribe, you know the horror of parasites."

The middle-aged leader said with a smile: "I will lead our tribe to achieve an unprecedented great revival."

"You look pitiful," said the old man. "That's not power, my boy, it's a trap."

"Times have changed."

The middle-aged leader said: "You have no strength, so you will be bound by an iron chain with a dog.

Our tribe does not use power, so we will be confined to this continent for an entire era, and will be forgotten by the world sooner or later.

You often talk about 'mission' and 'commitment', but it has been countless years, have they returned?

No, they are long gone, this is the era of power and abilities.

Times have really changed. "

The old man coughed twice and stopped talking.

...

[Awakening virus potion has been obtained. 】

Seeing the system prompt, Bai Bing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unlike cleaning, the matter of "awakening" is inherently complicated, and it cannot be solved by releasing the virus, although this is a necessary step.

He spent two days picking up bodies and taking samples.

Fortunately, there are many dead people here.

"It's just that in such a large area, people are too scattered, and it is a problem to spread it."

Bai Bing pondered.

Recently he discovered that this area is very strange.

There are also more high-level parasites.

The most frightening thing is that there are not many in number, but there are many types.

Every day, I can see a large number of monks looking for opportunities, and then they can't bear it, and die.

This cultivator goes against the sky, it's too fucking against the sky.

Within two days, he had re-sealed seven or eight kinds of parasites. Without exception, all of them were S-level, with special numbers, and they appeared in very special places, where practitioners were densely populated.

He became more and more suspicious of whether these "sealed bodies" appeared maliciously.

Walking in the jungle, not long after, he suddenly heard movement and powerful fluctuations in spiritual power.

"Another bug was born?"

Going quickly, he saw a dead body, hanging from a tree.

And it looks like its aura is from the Divine Phoenix Clan?

It's just that the corpse is in a strange state now, its whole body is dyed green, like a moldy and rotten skin bag, and there is something moving inside, it seems to be another host that has failed to parasitize.

Immediately afterwards, there was movement from other directions, it was monks from other clans.

Moreover, it has a bald head, and Bai Bing looks familiar.

Isn't this a Taoist high IQ talent?

"It's the skeleton of a saint!"

The bald man was overjoyed, and immediately took out the communication magic weapon, "Come on! I found something good!"

Putting down the communication magic weapon, his bald head and eyes gleaming, he went up to look at the rotting corpse, and then suddenly saw Bai Bing, and was startled.

"Who is here!"

Bai Bing said: "Long time no see."

Daomen's bald head was suspicious, and then said: "Please leave."

Bai Bing was thinking about how to deal with it, but after thinking about it again, he suddenly said: "I got here first, and you came later. According to the rules of the world, first come first, first come first, so it belongs to me."

"this"

Daomen's bald head showed embarrassment, and then said: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, those who are destined to get it, why do you think that it is destined for you?"

Bai Bing said: "I saw it first, isn't this predestined relationship? But it's also the rules of the rivers and lakes, but you only mention predestined relationship and no predestined relationship, and don't talk about first come, first served. Isn't this a double standard?"

ah this

"That's right, then I'm leaving."

The bald head scratched his head, thinking that this person spoke clearly and well, but he couldn't explain it to him, and he was not prepared enough today, so he came back to face him when he thought of an excuse.

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead, why am I so stupid, I just leave when he says leave?

The master also passed on a trick, if you can't explain it to him, it's never too late to leave.

He turned around and said with a smile:

"Sir, you are wrong."

[Spiritual pollution detected: Cognitive, please take precautions. 】

Bai Bing narrowed his eyes, he was an old Taoist, and when he opened his mouth, he spoke wise words, the kind that could kill people.

The bald head said: "The benefactor is devoted to the Tao, but he never knew that even the "Tao" is a double-edged sword. If you don't use it well, you will have endless troubles.

In fact, evil cultivators have a saying that is good, when your cultivation level becomes higher and higher, your will will be distorted, what is it distorted by?

It's strength, power, greed.

This is a common thing in the world of mortals, which will hinder the Taoist heart and make you fall into a sea of ​​suffering. "

Seeing that Bai Bing didn't speak, the bald head had a sad expression on his face, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn your head and see the shore.

Benefactor, turn back, such a crime.

let me. "

After saying that, he saw Bai Bing's half-smile, indifferent.

The bald head was startled, "Why are you so stubborn?"

Bai Bing said: "It's because your knowledge is too shallow to convince people with reasoning.

Your sect master didn't even convince me, let alone you. "

"Ashamed."

With a bald head and an embarrassing expression on his face, "My master did indeed say that."

But he suddenly realized, "Sect Master? Who are you? Are you even qualified to let the Sect Master preach to you?"

Bai Bing's face remained unchanged, "How about Feng Li? I'm his friend."

Bald shocked.

Fengli?

who is it?

Oh, it's the door master's son.

The bald head saluted immediately, "So it's my own, I'm sorry.

Feng Li is doing well now, but his temper is a bit rebellious, and he often wants to become an evil cultivator. Fortunately, the sect master has been watching him. "

Bai Bing pondered, that kid went back after Tianxie Sect disbanded, he should have heard that I was "dead", and gave him a chat mirror when he had time.

Now Daomen has entered the ranks of S rank, which may be a boost in the future.

At this moment, another wind came.

Bai Bing saw that he was an acquaintance again.

The Golden Crow tribe, Ye Wuchen.

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