Soul of Negary

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The small town at night is exceptionally quiet. There are no entertainment venues in the small place. Even now, it is a curfew period. Except for the guards and a few people, no one is allowed to wander outside after nightfall.

Everyone goes home early, eats, sleeps, and plays children.

Only in this courtyard did it add a bit of excitement.

A few young scholars were drinking and chanting poetry, talking about the weird politics of the Imperial Court today.

“The Suiguan emperor was so stupid that he actually liberated the religious order and made the Taoist monks grow stronger. This is an act that has misled the country.”

“Yes, yeah, for three years, the people have not been able to survive, and all kinds of chaos have continued.”

“Imperial Court officials didn’t stop, instead, let the Emperor Suiguan make trouble.”

“As an official, I don’t do anything. Children who think about it will act in a wayward way, and Daoist Buddhism will do anything wrong.”

“If one day I wait to set foot on the Golden Luang Temple, I must bluntly persuade and reprimand everyone!”

Several scholars drunkly said all kinds of lies.

People are like this, always thinking that other people are idiots, and contempt other people’s behavior with one-sided perception.

Suddenly a cold wind blows, and one of the few scholars is shivered, only feeling that his body seems to be suppressed by a ghost, and suddenly it becomes impossible to move even a little bit.

wu wu He couldn’t say a complete sentence, he didn’t seem to talk about it before.

It wasn’t until they felt a warm sensation in their crotch that they realized that their bodies had regained control, shouted the ghosts, and rushed out of the courtyard.

It is estimated that it will not be long before they will be caught by night watchers.

Zhu Ping, dressed in white clothes and long white hair, appeared in the courtyard, and finally scared these scholars away.

If nothing happens later, a myth of martial arts will be born here.

Judging from the situation where he just released a little breath to suppress them.

If those scholars don’t leave quickly, because of their nature, they can’t bear the breath of the myth of martial arts when they were born.

“It seems that Confucianism is not so good.” Zhu Ping shook the head. Although the essence of Three Sects is derived from the myth of martial arts, with the development to the present, martial arts is no longer the whole of Three Sects.

Especially Confucianism, the martial arts of Confucianism, just like Zhongdingqi learning classics, need to be thoroughly studied to gain strength from it. In recent years, there have been some more students who read and read silly scholars, and remember those Confucian classics by rote. Back, do not ask for a deep understanding but believe oneself infallible.

At first, Confucianism could suppress such fake Confucian scholars, but after the stalls were spread out, such people became more and more numerous.

Without taking care of the few scholars who ran out, Zhu Ping waved away the food and drink on the stone table in the yard, and then looked towards the stone table.

A simple chessboard was carved on it, lightly slapped on it, one after another crack appeared, the entire stone table collapsed, and one thing inside fell to the ground with the gravel.

That thing was only the size of a finger, and it was full of oval shapes, which looked like a cocoon, except that the silk thread of this cocoon was black, and there were some lines formed by small gaps.

This silkworm cocoon can be crushed like a pinch, which is completely unlike the carrier of is legend martial arts.

But Zhu Ping didn’t dare to touch it directly. As for the mythical arts, he could be as careful as he could.

In the dark, Zhu Ping felt the weak and tenacious life fluctuation in the cocoon.

It was like breathing, breathing in and out, faint, but it attracted everyone’s attention.

Zhu Ping felt something unusual in his body. When he raised his hand, he found abnormal mutations in his palm, and some black outer skeletons like beetle appeared outside his skin.

The scene in front of him was also rapidly divided. The picture in front of him quickly shrank into 100 copies, as if his eyes had become more than 100 pairs. When Zhu Ping blinked and opened his eyes, the picture in front of him became more too much.

The picture in front of me turned into a small black dot, and then 10000 densely packed copies were copied and they were no longer in Zhu Ping’s vision.

This unique visual sense immediately made Zhu Ping feel dizzy.

The fluctuations in the cocoon continued, and Zhu Ping’s mutation also continued. He felt that his throat was itchy, and after a cough, he actually vomited a lot of mucus.

I touched the mucus with my hand and pulled out a lot of long filaments.

“Am I becoming an insect?”

As soon as this thought came out, Zhu Ping felt that his whole body was itching, especially at the back of the shoulder blades. The itching was even more unbearable.

With a pinch of both hands, a large piece of skin was rubbed off, and the original muscles seemed to have rotted away. With a buckle of the fingers, a large amount of mud-like muscles can be buckled.

Then Zhu Ping found that his body was like a candle placed by the stove, completely melted and turned into a pool of juice.

“Am I dead?” As he completely melted, Zhu Ping had this idea. A kind of fear spread to Zhu Ping’s heart, but then the knowledge from Siyuan 9th life made Zhu Ping sober and free from death. fear.

With a soft cough, Zhu Ping wiped his eyes. The unique vision was finally cut off. He was still standing in front of the broken stone table, and the black cocoon was still lying there quietly.

A mythical arts called “Annotation of Insects and Fate” appeared in Zhu Ping’s mind.

Zhu Ping wiped the sweat on his forehead, a kind of fear came out spontaneously. He thought he had come into contact with a lot of myth martial arts, and he knew enough about the dangers of myth martial arts, but he did not expect that he still underestimated the myth martial arts. Horror.

In the previous incident, if he really thought he had become an insect, turned into a pool of pus and died, then it is very likely that he would really become a pool of pus and die like this.

As for whether the previous mutation is true or false, even Zhu Ping himself does not know.

After pulling a piece of silk scarf, carefully wrapping the cocoon, and putting it into a small box, Zhu Ping chose to leave here. He knew where to put this mythical martial arts.

Of course, before going there, he still needs to find a cultivator for this mythical martial arts.

Chongzhe Xingmingjin Jielu believes that the human body is as weak as a worm. If you want to change this nature, you must change yourself step by step and proceed with Xingming and Mingjin, that is, the process of understanding and transforming life forms.

“For some people, this mythical martial arts should be a well-deserved magic skill. It completely abandons the identity of human beings, violates the natural laws of the body, and is a desecration of life.” Zhu Ping thought.

Therefore, it is not easy to find a suitable cultivator.

While Zhu Ping penetrated the myth of martial arts, he walked towards the next place with the myth of martial arts.

When passing through a city, he was blocked. It was not that he was found, but that there was a riot in the city.

“Get out of Tai’an City, this is our city, you running dogs of the evil Demon King, don’t want to get closer to the city.”

“Thanks to the great kindness and compassion of the Lotus Future Buddha, otherwise we have to be blinded by this damn evil Demon King.”

“When we wait, we will offer incense and return. When the lotus flower comes to the world in the future, these demons will die clean.”

When Zhu Ping walked into this city of Tai’an, he found that every household was pasted with yellow paper, which was not incantation, but the name of the former sage prince and now the emperor of Suiguan, and a lot of curse words.