Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Patriarch Nanxuan said:

"I told you before that a parasite has no intelligence, it must rely on human intelligence to be considered a monk.

Once a person's intelligence collapses, he will go mad, the weak will turn into a wandering soul, the strong will turn into a wormland, and the stronger will turn into a restricted area like the Land of the Dead.

This is a symbiotic relationship, but there are two roads ahead, one is an orthodox monk, and the other is an evil cultivator.

If you take the orthodox path of cultivating immortals, you have to give up resistance to parasites, and let them completely pollute and distort your spirituality. A monk who takes this path will become a parasite puppet, but don't worry about parasite recovery, he can live for many years until he ascends or dies.

If you take the path of evil cultivation, it means that your own spirituality is fighting against parasites. With such a cultivation level, you can still fight for a long time and maintain a delicate balance.

But as the strength increases, this balance will be extremely dangerous. Once broken, either you will die or I will die.

Especially the resuscitators after the Nascent Soul Stage are the worst.

His body has been completely assimilated by the parasites, and at this moment he has nothing but spiritual wisdom. Once he uses his real cultivation, this wit will completely collapse.

At that time, he will surely turn into a terrifying insect realm and destroy everything, including himself. "

Bai Bing thought for a while.

"That is to say, after the Nascent Soul Stage, the evil cultivator only has one chance to make a move? Once he makes a move, it means death?"

Isn't this a one-time weapon?

Patriarch Nanxuan sneered, "So you can understand why those patriarchs always stay in the cabinet and rarely take action?

Status level is only one aspect, on the other hand, maybe because he is an evil cultivator! "

Bai Bing suddenly thought of Taoist Honglian.

When the Taoist killed Qin Sheng at that time, he sacrificed himself and died together, and pulled out a terrifying parasite.

Patriarch Nanxuan said: "When I slaughtered the world, it was with the idea of ​​perishing together. How could I know that those opponents were too strong, and they stopped my recovery from the worm field and kept my wit.

But this kind of opportunity, there will be no second time, if I make a move, it will be turned into ashes. "

After Bai Bing listened, he was silent for a long time.

Patriarch Nanxuan smiled and said, "Are you scared? Are you desperate?"

"It's right to be desperate, and I was the same back then.

Every inch of your body is eroded by parasites, and everything about you belongs to it. Can you feel this feeling? "

Bai Bing thought for a while, and comforted: "It's not that bad. Don't you still have a dog's head?"

"..."

Patriarch Nanxuan got angry as soon as he heard it, the key is that it sounded quite reasonable.

That is, the head has not been corroded yet.

"I hope you can always remain so optimistic." The ancestor snorted coldly.

Bai Bing took a deep breath, "I've decided."

"Have you decided where to go? Your sect is gone."

"Who said there isn't one." Bai Bing shook his head, "I'll build one myself."

Patriarch Nanxuan: "..."

Bai Bing pondered and said: "I want to build a sect, which only accepts evil cultivators from all over the world, I have already thought about the name and location.

The name is Tianxie Sect, and the location is Qingyun Sect.

I heard that it is still being sealed up there, and it just so happened to pick up a disk. "

Patriarch Nanxuan was speechless.

"Are you fucking crazy? Establish an evil sect?

Do you have connections? Do you want to slap Qian Zongmeng in the face? "

There are quite a few evil cultivators in the world, but most of them are fleeing everywhere and dare not have a base.

Not only did you choose a fixed location, but you also chose to slap Qian Zongmeng in the face of the sect that you personally destroyed. Do you feel impatient to live?

He also gave a fucking name that sounded like it was not a serious sect.

No one has power or money.

The most important thing is that you are going to die yourself.

Patriarch Nanxuan couldn't spit out the same old trough, but suddenly, he realized.

"I understand, you want to break the jar."

Bai Bing was dissatisfied, "What a broken pot, I'm just tired of hiding in the shadows, and want to stand in the sun.

You said it yourself, if you don't explode in silence, you die in silence.

Yes, I'm cornered and probably dying soon, but I don't want to die like a cockroach in a dark corner.

I want everyone to know that I am an evil cultivator, and I am here, waiting for them to come.

I want to see how many people like me are in this world, and how many evil cultivators support me.

Don't forget, I still have the last resort. I want to take a gamble.

If you win the young model in the clubhouse, if you lose, you will be reincarnated! "

"You really want to come?"

Patriarch Nanxuan was silent. He didn't know what a young model in the clubhouse was, but with his knowledge, he could see through his thoughts at a glance.

"You want to use your life to open a way for the evil cultivator system?"

Bai Bing smiled, and he walked towards the top of the mountain, his face gradually indifferent.

It was winter, under the barren mountains, all trees were withered, and the wind was very cold.

"In less than a year, I was on the verge of death three times, and I never gave up, but I got deeper and deeper.

Senior Sister Hongxue, Xiao Shou, or more strangers, even you.

All you brought me was fucking despair.

But I just don't believe it, why! "

There was a path opened by a woodcutter on the mountain, and he ran along it, remembering those days when Qing Yunzong relied on stupid methods to suppress parasites.

The cold wind poured into his ears, waking him up.

"That's right, I've had enough of this life-and-death torture."

"Don't talk to me about plans, don't talk to me about reason, I just want to fucking live."

"Fuck you, I'm going to declare war on the world!"

Patriarch Nanxuan was shocked.

He didn't know why Bai Bing was suddenly emotional.

Could it be that his own failure became the last straw that overwhelmed him?

Is he going to fight against the rules of this world?

Rao is respectful for his cultivation base that has been capped.

Everyone yelled against the sky, but after yelling it was still not that forceful, and the murder and treasure were getting more and more fierce.

But he could feel the courage of moths to the flame from the kid's tone.

He wants to be the pioneer of evil cultivation and cut through despair.

In the dark, the heart is light.

Even if he dies, he will not hesitate.

The most important thing is to call the evil cultivators the aura of the orthodox sect.

This touched Patriarch Nanxuan's heartstrings.

"You are like this, the whole world is an enemy, how to deal with it?"

Bai Bing was puzzled and said: "Isn't there a senior you?"

"..."

Patriarch Nanxuan fell silent, he had already passed that bloody age, he was calm,

"Your proposal is indeed feasible.

I could probably feel some unusual auras before, there are many evil cultivators hidden in the Suzaku Clan.

It can be deduced that there are not a few evil cultivators in the entire Qianzong League.

Now that I am awake, the Qianzong League will definitely change, and the world's evil cultivators are ready to move. If you can really open up a new path, give them the courage to jump out.

You'll start a wildfire, you'll have followers, and maybe someone will help you in the dark, but I don't know.

I will guard the way for you and give you a ride temporarily, so as to ensure that those ancestors will not dare to move their minds.

But other difficulties, you can only solve by yourself. "

Bai Bing smiled, "Okay."

He turned and left. From today onwards, he will come out of the darkness and stand in the light.

...

(The turning point of life is a little slow, so I've been waiting for a long time~)