Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Qingqiu.

This place was once regarded as a place to suppress demons, and few outsiders came here, but after the demons revived, it became a place where gods come.

Many evil cultivators came to worship one after another, hoping to take a breath of pure black mist.

However, it has been very quiet here recently.

Zhao Hao used three layers of disguise, came to the capital of Qingqiu with extreme vigilance, and went deep into the capital, but he didn't meet a single guard.

"The Qingqiu clan's defense is so lax?" Zhao Hao thought to himself.

However, he, who has experienced social torture, is still vigilant in every possible way, fighting wits and courage against the air, after all, this place is too sensitive.

He spent a whole day wandering around, familiarizing himself with the terrain, inquiring about news, and planning his escape route. He also found a set of Qingqiu bodyguard uniforms from a stall, and disguised himself as a Qingqiu bodyguard. Time to sneak into the Patrol and enter the Rain Garden.

But he still found himself mistaken, because the patrol never came, and he was alone.

The empty rain garden still has traces of restoration, and the flowers are blooming, and there is no fragrance, only a faint smell of blood.

And, his most sensitive dragon aura.

Countless dragon energy!

They are like chains, forming a waterfall, hanging upside down from the sky, more magnificent than the dragon aura of the Xuanwu and Jinwu tribes.

Zhao Hao's eyes were fiery, giving birth to an instinctive desire, nourished by this dragon energy, he would definitely be reborn again.

But still no danger was found, which made him feel very dangerous.

never mind.

Zhao Hao decided to give it a try, and directly sacrificed the magic weapon, which was a tripod, which was given by the Jinwu tribe, and a divine shovel, also given by the Jinwu tribe.

Puff!

The golden shovel zoomed in, scooped up the entire Yuyuan, put it into the cauldron, and then a golden light flashed, and the earth escape talisman could be seen faintly, and finally escaped in less than three breaths.

He has practiced many times.

Three thousand miles away, Zhao Hao lay dormant, waiting for something to happen.

But after waiting for three full days, there was no movement.

In the end, he returned to the Jinwu tribe.

"Ye Jin."

Zhao Hao said: "Then the Li family, and the Divine Phoenix clan, are there really no movements?"

"No."

Ye Jin said: "One thing, I heard that the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan has changed positions, and now Guardian Huo is taking over, so I don't know where An Yingqiu has gone, and I don't know why he abdicated."

Needless to say, she must have known the news and planned to kill me to regain the dragon spirit.

Zhao Hao thought to himself that this is not easy, but then he thought again, why didn't the Fire Guardian come forward, because he was afraid of scaring the snake?

I always feel that something is wrong.

This was too simple, he felt uneasy, and at least he would have to be beaten according to common sense.

"No matter what, it's good that Brother Hao gets that thing." Ye Jin flattered.

Zhao Hao thought for a while, released the tripod, and the whole Yuyuan appeared, and asked Ye Jin, "Is this thing fake?"

Ye Jin picked up a few bouquets of flowers, sighed for a while, and said, "It's not fake. My father, Sui, went to Qingqiu and felt it. That's the taste."

"So, it's because they didn't realize the importance of this thing, so they didn't take precautions." Zhao Hao concluded.

For the best, they will regret it sooner or later.

"I'm going to start retreat."

Zhao Hao once again announced to retreat to refine the Dragon Qi.

There was a lot of dragon energy this time, and he retreated for five days.

When he left the gate, he deliberately restrained his breath, but the terrifying pressure of the bloodline and the fluctuation of spiritual power still broke the shielding formation of the Golden Crow tribe, and the mountain rocks turned into dust.

"Congratulations Brother Hao for leaving the customs!"

When Ye Jin came, his mind was agitated. With such a genius brother, what would he want in this life!

He saw that Zhao Hao walked out of the golden light, surrounded by dragons, lotuses growing at every step, and every breath seemed to have the sound of Buddha's gatha.

"I don't know what state brother Hao is in now?" Ye Jin asked, he couldn't see through anyway.

Zhao Hao closed his eyes and felt for a moment, "Half-step completion."

Ye Jin was startled, "Your speed is really astonishing than that of Song Wang. It can be regarded as unprecedented."

Zhao Hao smiled. To be honest, he himself felt like he was dreaming.

It seems that after the golden dragon confessed his last words, he opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and his understanding of the world is no longer at the same level as that of normal people.

The swaying flowers and plants and the shimmering lake light moved his heart, and enlightened his eyes.

"I don't know how brother Hao's soul is? Is there a chance to perceive ascension?" Ye Jin asked curiously, he knew that for brother Hao, ascension was no longer a dream.

Zhao Hao closed his eyes again, staring inwardly.

Look at yourself for the first time after doing the retreat.

He only felt that his body was empty, and the mighty spiritual power was operating on its own, as if they had come alive and had vitality.

Even, the sea of ​​qi will breathe out automatically, like a baby.

Moreover, he also felt that there was a bigger secret dormant in the depths of his soul, so he felt it seriously.

He saw an eye.

Or countless.

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment.

"Yuanying, is a spiritual fetus born inside the body?" he asked.

Ye Jin said with a smile: "The Nascent Soul is naturally the golden core that has been cultivated to the extreme. It merges with the Primordial Spirit and is reborn. It breeds the detached self in the body and prepares for transformation."

Zhao Hao thought for a moment, "But why, I feel that my Nascent Soul is wise."

Ye Jin was stunned for a moment, then happily said:

"This shows that your Nascent Soul is psychic. This is a great creation, and it will be hard to see in ten thousand years!"

"Are you sure?" Zhao Hao asked.

As a disciple of the aristocratic family, Ye Jin knew more about cultivating Taoism than he did.

Ye Jin nodded firmly, "Ultimately cultivated magic weapon can give birth to spirit weapon, elixirs refined to the extreme can transform into form, and Yuanying cultivated to the extreme peak can give birth to spiritual wisdom. How normal is that?"

Although he didn't understand it, he felt that it must be so.

"Then why do I feel like I can't close my breath?"

Zhao Hao tried again, and he was surprised to find that the pulse and breath in his body became more and more obvious, and he would automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his cultivation was as natural as breathing.

And, out of control.

His Nascent Soul is cultivating by himself!

"This is the unity of man and nature." Ye Jin became more and more surprised.

Zhao Hao thought for a while and said, "Then do you think I'm normal?"

"Brother Hao, what are you talking about? Of course it's not normal, after all, he's becoming more and more powerful." Ye Jin said.

Zhao Hao nodded slightly, "You go first."

Pushing Ye Jin away, Zhao Hao became more and more confused and uneasy. He looked inside again, and those countless pairs of eyes looked at him again, and they continued to merge.

He now has two pulses, one is strong and the other is weak, like a metamorphosis before being reborn.

But, is it really a transformation?

He didn't know if this was normal, because no senior could answer him.

Zhao Hao felt irritable in his heart, and he remembered something.

He wanted to be quiet, so he came to the lake and looked down at his face. What Ye Jin said was right, he was indeed more handsome, but it was a little blurry.

Something fell on the water, causing ripples.

The ripples converged, and he realized again.

Frequent epiphanies made him even more irritable, so he looked up at the dangling wicker.

So he realized again.

"Why are epiphanies so frequent?" Zhao Hao was speechless. The epiphanies that were once elusive, and which could only be captured after years or even decades of cultivation, now came flooding in, making him unable to be quiet.

He sat quietly and tried everything, but found that he couldn't stop the self-improvement of his cultivation. He was like a sponge surrounded by invisible water.

What's more frightening is that a kind of uneasiness from instinct made him feel unprecedented anxiety.

He finally couldn't bear it any longer, and turned back to Jinwu's mansion, where Yu quietly saw a box in his arms.

There were several thin booklets inside.

It is the "basic common sense of evil cultivators" that the Wuji Sect propagates to the outside world.

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