Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

The light and heat rising from the sky spread out, pushing the surrounding earthen walls to smash together, and the splashed stone dust and ashes danced wildly in the sky, causing a group of overwhelmed homeless people to scream in horror.

In the middle of it were a few figures buried in the mound. All of a sudden, those who fled, those who called for help, and those who cried loudly, mingled together.

No one would pay attention to what happened in that alley.

I saw a gray-faced young man coughing, holding on to the debris of the mud wall beside him, and slowly got up.

There were a few potholes and black marks on his face, as if he had just recovered a life from the line of fire, and his eyes were filled with happiness like the rest of his life.

And the embarrassed figure right now is Wang Hao!

"Fuck... Is this power so exaggerated? Don't put too much of it next time, or you might even be blown up to death."

This is the first time he has used his own synthetic explosives. He never imagined that the power could be so exaggerated.

——In this world, because of the prevalence of immortal sects, the alchemy technology that can be used to help cultivation is also not behind.

Just like the Earth where Wang Hao lived before, alchemy, as a means of searching for materials, has developed for many years now.

All kinds of bizarre materials were extracted as materials hundreds of years ago.

Wang Hao just visited the most common traditional Chinese medicine shop, and he could find dangerous materials that he had never encountered in his previous life!

Glycerol, nitric acid, sulfuric acid... even diatomaceous earth that can be adsorbed stably, he can find a way to get it.

Under such an unimpeded environment, the development process is as smooth as a boat.

After several dangerous experiments, Wang Hao actually synthesized an extremely explosive frying oil.

And the lethality of this thing is so great that it has been famous in the world even as early as the previous life.

"Nitroglycerin explosives are really powerful."

This is a blasting device used to open mountains and blow up buildings, and its power cannot be underestimated.

Because he made a timely dodge action, Wang Hao was not affected by any unnecessary effects. Although he looks a little embarrassed now, at least he is well-equipped and has a clear mind.

Relatively speaking, those two monks who didn't understand what was going on should not have such good luck.

"It's all about qi... I don't believe that you can still be fine."

Wang Hao stepped forward and walked to the ruins in front of him and started searching. After a while, a dry, blood-stained right hand emerged.

Taking advantage of the situation, Zhang Lian, whose half of his face was blown off, came into view. Muscle and skin are connected with flesh and blood, and the bones are exposed. This kind of honor, whoever looks at it, can't help frowning.

After taking a breath, Wang Hao realized that this person was completely dead.

"Is it directly bombed to death?"

this…

I'm afraid this is the first monk in the world to die from high explosives.

Fortunately, after so many days, he can be considered resistant to these filth, and he didn't struggle for a long time, so he continued to dig.

As the body was exposed, Wang Hao raised his eyebrows.

This lotus was actually blown into two pieces!

"It should have exploded at the waist. Although he made a dodging action, it was not enough. The last half of his head was smashed and cracked, and he lost his life..."

After some thought, Wang Hao stretched out his hand and groped for the inside of Zhang Lian's clothes.

The second time he searched the corpse, his proficiency was rising steadily. After some familiar exploration, he had a fist-sized purse in his hand.

Shaking it, the portion is quite large.

At the same time, a subtitle also appeared at the right moment.

[Fushengling Inner Sect disciple (parasitic) - deceased]

[The monk parasitized by the red moth larvae, as the effect of replacing the root bone, the position of the red moth larva's 'sea of ​​consciousness', so as to achieve the qi refining monk - with the death of the host, the red moth larva also enters the countdown of life, you can put The eyebrows of the corpse are pried open, and the larvae are taken out and consumed directly]

Seeing this news, Wang Hao was silent for a moment. But because he has done similar things before, his mental pressure is no longer so exaggerated now.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched out his hand towards Zhang Lian's half-opened head and groped for a while.

puff...

Wang Hao drew his hand back, and there was already a pink worm the size of a bottle cap between his fingers.

The shape of this thing is like an earthworm, it seems to be pieced together by a circle of rings. Only a brown black spot remains on the head, with blade-like mouthparts vaguely visible above.

Wang Hao stared for a while, and finally closed his eyes, his face tightened, and he opened his mouth and threw the half-dead worm into his mouth.

The creamy and weird taste melted in an instant as soon as it entered the mouth. It was like a sip of warm, fragrant tea that flowed down his throat.

And such senses made Wang Hao's expression change slightly.

The magic fly tastes like wine, and the red moth tastes like tea.

How can this taste be so strange?

[Detected that the host swallowed a foreign body, UU read www. uukanshu.com is carrying out foreign body removal...]

[The sterilization is completed, the excess impurities and secondary parasites are removed, and the remaining energy is purified]

[Purification is over... Conversion is successful]

[Energy has been accumulated, in the conversion unit of measurement...]

[Current state: Qi refining (1/20)]

Seeing this prompt, Wang Hao was immediately overjoyed. Just because he has also tried the key to returning the Yang Xin method in the past few days, according to the content there, his talent is not ranked at all.

If you want to break through qi refining, the time must be based on the year. And this kind of aptitude is the most stupid type.

He was still a little worried at first, but according to his talent, I am afraid that this lifetime will be the end of the foundation building.

But now it seems that he can directly use it to feed himself back by swallowing bugs!

"It's one-twentieth now. Does this mean... as long as I devour another nineteen qi-refining-level larvae, I can directly advance to the foundation-building level?!"

Wang Hao's heart has never been so hot.

But soon, he calmed down again.

Because given his current conditions, it is probably not an easy task to single out an ordinary qi cultivator.

"We still need to think about it in the long run, don't be impatient..."

Wang Hao's temperament is not impatient. He has always been cautious in dealing with others, so now he is pressing down on the greed in his heart to calm himself down.

While Wang Hao was thinking like this, the mound beside him suddenly swayed, which just made him come back to his senses and looked around.

that direction...

"It should be where Fang Xian was blown up. He is not dead yet?"