Chapter 192 Jiang Mingda wants to be cured
Unfortunately, he had no time to react. The dark ghost fog spread out from his body and quickly enveloped him.
He was in a state of confusion, but his eyes kept flashing with spiritual light, as if he could break free soon.
A chubby little hand suddenly reached out from the ghost fog, and did not attack the other party. Instead, it grabbed Jiang Mingda's hand and stuffed two pills into his mouth.
"Wu!"
As soon as the pills went down his throat, Jiang Mingda's eyes regained their agility and broke free from the state of fascination.
Then the magic power surged and disintegrated the ghost fog.
"Bang bang!"
The five ghosts fell out of the ghost fog and turned into five fat dolls. They fell to the ground and rolled a long way before stopping.
"Cough cough!"
Jiang Mingda did not chase, but coughed desperately, and even stretched out his hand to try to dig out the pills he had eaten. Unfortunately, he only dug out his own pill, and the other one melted in his mouth and disappeared.
"Pa pa, wonderful, worthy of the friendship of fellow disciples for a hundred years, really understand!"
At this time, a round of applause sounded, and Wang Zijia's figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard. He clapped his hands and walked into the courtyard.
Seeing this, Min Xin, who was fighting with the zombies, decisively dodged and retreated, and came behind Wang Zijia with the black panther, with a low posture of following the lead.
The zombies did not seem to have any intention of fighting with Min Xin, and also retreated to the side of the seriously injured Jiang Mingda. Jiang Mingda looked at Wang Zijia with a serious expression and said: "Is it my senior brother from the Law Hall or the Elders' Pavilion..."
Before he finished speaking, his face changed drastically, and he panicked for no reason in his heart, and felt a great sense of terror.
At this time, Wang Zijia also felt that the demon had been completed. But he did not dare to delay, and decisively dodged and entered the other party's chaotic sea of consciousness.
In the chaos shrouded in gray fog, Wang Zijia's blood-red jade book appeared on his head.
Under his control, weights emerged one by one. With previous experience, Wang Zijia found the two control weights of Demon Soul Probe and Demon Word Oath very quickly, and exchanged them for blood, flesh, intestines and other weights without any hesitation.
Then Wang Zijia, who was worried, carefully searched for the opponent's various weights to prevent other accidents.
After searching for a long time, other control weights were not found, but the harvest was not small.
Weight: Yin evil spirit
Status: corroded
Value: 36418
Introduction: Others are very cautious when refining corpses, for fear that the Yin evil spirit will enter the body, infect the flesh, leave countless roots of disease, and even affect the life span. This one is good, actually took the initiative to sleep with the zombies and absorb the Yin evil spirit.
Young man, finally there is someone who is more tricky and perverted than you. Or the kind of person who has no fart to rely on and is blindly tinkering, you can learn from him!
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Weight: Zombie Origin
Status: Incubation
Value: 194532
Introduction: The reason why unorthodox methods cannot be touched casually is because they are harmful. Controlling corpses is not an orthodox way, and you actually want to take souls and change bodies, and live forever in the corpse way?
Young man, are you okay? !
Do you know what it means to have evil spirits in the brain, either crazy or demonic?
If immortality is so easy to satisfy, then everyone wants to turn into a zombie?
Life is hard to come by, and you should cherish it even if you don’t have a brain!
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Looking at these two weights, Wang Zijia was a little dazed.
Zombie and immortality?
How dare you think!
If the cultivation knowledge he read is correct, even zombies will have spiritual changes after a certain number of years.
That is, after the spiritual wisdom derived from the corpse is extinguished, a new one will be derived again, which is worse than the lighthouse jellyfish. It is just another continuation of death and rebirth. What immortality is there?
It's just that the life span is three to five times to ten times longer than that of the cultivators of the same realm, provided that you don't go crazy during this process.
He shook his head, sorted out the various weights of the other party, and sorted out the general information.
Name: Jiang Mingda
Cultivation: Intermediate stage of Jijiu
Daoxing: One hundred and seventy-eight years (89/100/10,000)
Method: The method of controlling corpses and communicating with spirits...
After confirming that there was no problem, Wang Zijia withdrew from his sea of consciousness.
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In the outside world, Jiang Mingda, who had a big hole in his abdomen just now and could see his intestines and feces, was surprised to find that his injuries had recovered quickly for no reason.
In just a moment, he recovered from a serious injury to a minor injury. Although he was still bleeding, at least his intestines were not bleeding along with him.
"Is the pill you gave me just now really a healing pill?" Jiang Mingda looked at Wang Zijia in surprise, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.
Did he misunderstand it, and it wasn't the matter of the Dark Hall that happened?
"Isn't it because I'm afraid that you'll die if you're too seriously injured?" Wang Zijia said calmly.
"Brother, I wonder what I did wrong that requires you to join forces with Junior Brother Min to do this?" Jiang Mingda asked Wang Zijia with a changing expression. Two and a half zombies beside him protected him.
"Look, your brother is just like you, and he won't cry until he sees the coffin!" Wang Zijia heard this, but turned his head and spread his hands to Min Xin, saying helplessly.
Min Xin immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Brother Jiang is just confused by the demon sect, please help him, let him stop and return to the right path!"
Jiang Mingda's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this.
Wang Zijia looked at Min Xin in astonishment. His understanding of the so-called spy was once again refreshed by this guy.
"What the hell...ah..."
Next to him, Jiang Mingda was about to say something, but his expression suddenly froze.
But this ruthless man gritted his teeth and held on for dozens of breaths before he couldn't stand it anymore and started to kneel on the ground and roar. Even so, he was not rolling around like Min Xin.
He just knelt on the ground, his old face began to become bloodshot, and his expression was ferocious.
Min Xin looked at the opponent's bulging veins, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his face turned pale. It was obvious that the taste of last night was still fresh in his memory, and it was so deep into his bones that he really forgot about it in a short time. No more falling.
"My subordinate is not able to turn into bones. Now his identity has been exposed. I ask the Master of the Ghost Spirit Hall to take action quickly!"
Jiang Mingda, who finally couldn't bear it for a long time, just like Min Xin last night, chose to ask the organization boss for help in an attempt to inspire the demon soul to probe.
Unfortunately, it was destined to be in vain.
Jiang Mingda, who didn't get a response for a while, looked at Min Xin who was standing carefully next to Wang Zijia, and seemed to understand something. He said to Wang Zijia with difficulty: "Old...I admit defeat...I am willing to explain everything, I just want to die quickly!"
"Oh, if I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
With a smile, Wang Zijia waved her hand to pull out a chair from the yard, sat down on the spot, and with her mind turning, the torture ended.