Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

this!

this! ! !

Bai Bing rubbed his eyes to make sure he read correctly.

There is such a big logo here.

"Master, I still have questions to ask." He pointed to the storage ring, "I don't know who made this thing?"

Lin Chunqiu said: "This storage ring was obtained by my master during a long trip, with his extraordinary strength, but it is a question of where it came from. It is an ancient relic."

Ancient relic?

"In some of the ruins of the Great War, treasure hunters often appear. If you are lucky, you will find some special things, but the production methods have been lost, such as this storage ring."

"That is, what kind of ruins?" Bai Bing felt that this matter seemed not so simple.

Lin Chunqiu, a majestic Jindan stage master, seemed to be stumped for the first time, stroked his beard and said: "It is difficult to explain clearly to you, whether it is the magic weapon in the ruins, the words, or the bricks and tiles, the style is self-contained.

Some Jianbao experts concluded that it was an unknown race, which had been in decline for countless years, but the remnants still remained, because they had some strange ways of Taoism, we call it the witch race.

If you become stronger one day, you may be able to come into contact with it when you travel the mainland. "

"Let's talk about this storage ring." Lin Chunqiu said with a smile: "This thing is a rare item. If one is broken, one is less. Now the price is getting higher and higher. Even in the entire Qingshan sect, few people have disciples. If you want it, I will give you a whole one as a teacher later."

"Then thank you, Master."

This master is simply too generous, except for always stuffing himself with worms, he can be said to be a model master.

"Okay, this prescription may meet your requirements."

Lin Chunqiu took out a piece of yellowed paper, which was filled with ancient characters, which he couldn't understand.

"This is what the old man got when he traveled far away. It is an ordinary prescription, but it is mixed with some mild elixir, which can cure all diseases and strengthen the body. You can try it."

"Master's kindness, this disciple has nothing to repay." Bai Bing was grateful.

"Haha! If you can cultivate a whole body of Taoism, and go to the mainland to promote the reputation of my Qingyun sect, it will be the greatest reward for being a teacher."

Lin Chunqiu waved his sleeves and left, only to hear the neighing of insects and snakes, and disappeared in an instant.

But, Master, I haven't finished asking.

Forget it, the main purpose is still achieved.

Bai Bing looked at the prescription, patted his lower abdomen, his eyes revealed a fierce look.

If you dare to parasitize me, I will drink you to death!

...

The elite disciples of the Qingshan Sect have some power, not to mention people like Bai Bing.

There had long been rumors that this person was the beloved disciple of the respected Elder Lin, so he went to the pharmacy of the Qingyun Sect to buy medicine, but they didn't even confiscate a single spirit stone.

For those ordinary pills, people were arranged to go down the mountain to buy them in person.

Half a day later, the medicinal materials had been prepared, and a complete set of boilers had been prepared. Bai Bing returned to the cave and began to decoct the medicinal materials.

Another half day later, a bowl of pitch black concoction was ready.

The white mist sticks to the surface of the concoction, with a bit of fragrance in the bitterness.

Since the master dares to prescribe this medicine for ordinary people, we, like the dignified foundation-building stage powerhouses, will be fine if we drink too much.

After weighing it in this way, Bai Bing downed it in one gulp.

Pooh! What a pain!

It's so bitter, it must be able to kill the parasites, right?

After drinking, he sat quietly for an hour.

It seems that it is useless.

Although there is mental suppression, the sense of peristalsis in the body still exists, and it has not slowed down in the slightest.

Three hours later.

There was still no change, Bai Bing drew a line on the chest with a pen, and found that in the past half a day, the creeping sensation had climbed up by more than two fingers, and some things with stripes could be vaguely seen crawling under the skin.

After drinking this stuff, it's even faster.

The method of drinking medicine to fight parasites has failed.

Plan B!

Bai Bing meditated calmly. The master said that another way to strengthen the body is to meditate and retreat. Why don't you try this?

So he began to sit quietly, hold his breath, let go of his thoughts, and turned his mind to the extreme.

an hour.

Two hours.

[Because you have not exercised for a long time and your resistance has declined, the parasite has not been disturbed and is growing with all your strength. 】

The sudden pop-up message from the system woke Bai Bing up instantly.

What the hell, doesn't that work?

Enlightenment practice actually accelerates the development of parasites. In other words, who invented the thing of retreat and enlightenment.

Bai Bing was silent for a while, got up silently, and threw the boiler for decocting medicine, as well as the Dan Fang, etc., all outside.

When he came to the gate of the cave, he thought for a while.

Now he has tried many methods.

Cultivation is not good, drug use is not good, and doing nothing is not good.

Is it really necessary to use that method?

Abolish self-cultivation?

In fact, he could see clearly that if he really lost his cultivation, his master would be shocked on the first day, the sect would be shocked on the second day, he would be driven down the mountain on the third day, and he would die as a guest on the fourth day.

In my memory, the host's family background was mediocre, and I was picked up by the Qingyun Sect as a cultivator, otherwise I might still be farming at home now.

No, a lifetime of mortals is too aggrieved.

Being parasitized can be fun for a while.

As for letting go of the suppression and starting to practice, it's not that he hasn't thought about it.

But the sense of abnormality coming from his body, as well as the system prompts and what he saw and heard, made him instinctively unacceptable to be eaten by parasites.

There must be another way.

Suddenly, Bai Bing's eyes lit up.

Plan C!

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It is said that ever since Bai Bing showed his spongy physique, the whole Enlightenment Mountain has spread, saying that a great disciple came this year.

It may become a big weapon in the future.

So there were countless eyes staring at this large cave in the dark.

Envy and jealousy are true, but outstanding people have excellent ways, and they want to secretly learn how this genius disciple usually cultivates.

On the first day, they noticed that the cave where Baibing was located was windless and cloudy.

This means that the aura of heaven and earth there is rich and calm, which means that Bai Bing has not begun to realize the Tao at all, and has not breathed out.

All the disciples were a little surprised that the rumored vortex of heaven and earth spiritual energy did not appear.

But the next day, news came out that Bai Bing went down the mountain to buy some medicine!

This kind of news is great, and those who are well-informed quickly inquired about his prescription, and prepared the exact same one, and returned to the cave to continue to observe.

Then there were fireworks in Bai Bing's cave, and the fragrance of medicine rose. Not long after, they saw the broken boiler and the residue of medicine outside, which must have been decocted and drunk.

So they also decocted the medicine together and drank it.

But except for a few diarrhea, most people feel nothing.

Could it be that other ingredients were added to his prescription? Or is there a secret?

But on the third day, new news came out.

Bai Bing is out!

I saw him wearing a light robe, came down the mountain, and started running around the mountain road.

One lap, two laps, three laps, four laps.

Occasionally, he would stop, put his hands on the ground, and do indecent postures over and over again.

All the disciples were stunned. What kind of magical cultivation method is this?

But just one day after Bai Bing went down the mountain, under the watchful eyes of everyone, countless people saw him waving his palm and slapping forward after finishing a set of strange movements of stretching his waist and stretching his legs.

Boom!

Crimson flames filled the mountains and plains, and the monstrous spiritual power was like the morning glow. The momentum was terrifying and everyone was stunned.

Fuck! What kind of miraculous cultivation method is this?

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