Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 132 Zixia Reminder, Moon Swallowing Mutation

Feng Ping wrapped himself up tightly, and walked all the way back to Niu's Firm along the wall.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by Chen Boya who was guarding here. On the threshold of the business house, there was a headless corpse lying horizontally.

Judging by his clothes and body shape, as well as the incision of the head that he chopped off, it should be Hu Yangjian without a doubt.

"Fairy, this...this is..." Feng Ping walked forward slowly, his face was full of horror, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Chen Boya cracked a smile, his appearance was no different than Feng Ping's, "Deacon Hu is dead, and only a headless corpse remains."

"What did the evil cultivator do?"

"Do you know why I'm waiting for you here?"

Chen Boya did not answer Niu Dali's question, but asked on his own.

"I don't know." Feng Ping lowered his head, really not daring to look at her disgusting appearance.

"Go back to the house and talk!"

With that said, Chen Boya wrapped Niu Dali with her long tentacles, and flew into Niu's Firm.

Back in his own room, Zhang Mazi had already tidied up the room, but the door hadn't been installed yet, so he had to wait until tomorrow to invite a carpenter to come and order it.

"Wherever you live, the house will suffer."

Facing Chen Boya's ridicule, Feng Ping didn't pick up the quarrel, but changed the subject and asked, "I wonder what the fairy wants the little one to do?"

"Hu Yangjian is dead."

"..."

Feng Ping was speechless, isn't this obvious?

He crushed his head and threw it away.

"Hey." Niu Dali sighed.

"Forget it, five Crystal Realm monks have died in Mingyue Palace."

Chen Boya ignored Niu Dali, but talked there on his own.

"Fairy..."

"Master Wujie is watching you!"

"Ah?" Feng Ping pretended to be surprised, he looked at the other party incredulously, and then said, "Didn't the real person say he was going back to Mingle Palace?"

"So many registered disciples have died, and the business of the firm has also been affected to a certain extent. How could Daoist Yunlong not be furious? It is rumored that two days ago, there was snow on Longcang Mountain in April, and it is still covered by heavy snow."

Chen Boya still ignored the other party, talking to herself.

The expression on Feng Ping's face remained unchanged, but he had already started to mutter in his heart, it was obvious that there was something in his words!
He always felt that this deacon at the Golden Core Realm was a bit unusual, both in terms of means and intellect far surpassing other deacons.

Tell him this time, there must be a plan!
"Okay, do business honestly, practice hard, don't die so easily."

After saying these words, Chen Boya dodged and disappeared from Feng Ping's sight.

Seeing it was inexplicable, he said a lot of inexplicable things, and even told himself about Wujie Daoist's surveillance of him.

This made Feng Ping have to figure out what the other party meant.

If he hadn't already guessed the answer, maybe Chen Boya's words could really shock him to a certain extent.

But now, what he needs is to analyze what she is going to do!
Feng Ping sat in the room, thinking for a long time, but didn't have any clues for the time being.

He simply gave up.

He is just an individual, not an all-knowing and omnipotent god, so naturally he cannot be considered exhaustive, and many things have to be done step by step. More is not about strategizing, but about moving ahead.

The incident of Yu Shuang's attack and murder has come to an end for the time being. For Feng Ping, the harvest is quite fruitful.

An evil cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm must know many secrets of the True Immortal Society, and maybe he can find their lair through Yu Shuang.

In addition, after killing Hu Yangjian, he also obtained the Ice Spirit Root Building Fund Pill, at least there was no obstacle in his practice.

What we need to do now is to improve our strength as soon as possible, and continue to muddy the pool of Shuntian Mansion by the way, so as to get more benefits from it!
He was about to go back to the back room to practice, when Zhang Mazi came to the door with a food box and called softly, "Master Niu, can I put the food on the table for you?"

"can."

The dialogue between the two sides was clean and neat, without the slightest sloppiness.

There is no way, Wu Yuxia is in the Niu Mansion, there are some words and things that cannot be said or done!

After Zhang Mazi left, Feng Ping simply ate some melons and fruits, and then went back to the back room.

If he eats raw food, he can also eat fruits and vegetables, but he will definitely not be able to eat raw meat.

Feng Ping sat cross-legged, and in the next moment, he had entered the space of swallowing the moon and began to practice.

In the beginning, everything was the same.

He just stood there and breathed in the dense aura of the giant Hanba, and he didn't even pay much attention to the appearance of Gongsun Hui in front of him.

However, after only half an hour, the originally dark, humid, and misty environment gradually filled with thick green!
The same green as walking dead blood!

Soon, a dark green moon appeared in the sky, and the illusory giant drought in the distance suddenly began to howl at the moon!
Almost at the same time, Feng Ping felt as if his consciousness was being controlled by someone, and he began to become groggy.

On the other hand, the aura inside his body became disordered, and the sea of ​​qi continued to surge, and a large amount of different kinds of aura unscrupulously rushed towards his brain!

[Host danger detected. 】

【Simulation stopped...】

[Self-test starts...]

When this voice sounded beside Feng Ping's ear, he instantly woke up from the state of confusion.

[Self-inspection completed. 】

[The negative effect has been exempted. 】

Feng Ping raised his head and saw that Gongsun Hui, who was standing less than half a meter in front of him, appeared seven or eight meters away.

Not only that, he still kept moving forward as if possessed by a demon.

He lowered his head and walked slowly and with difficulty, as if he was constantly struggling.

But compared with the green moon above his head and the giant halo in the distance, his struggles are insignificant at all!
"What's the situation? Is the net closed?"

Feng Ping secretly thought that it was not good, as expected, this big guy's wool is not easy to squeeze!

Squeeze and squeeze, and squeeze yourself out!
If it wasn't for his mimicry, the person would be gone now.

Just as he was about to forcibly escape from the moon-swallowing space, his eyes turned to Gongsun Hui who was about ten meters ahead. After struggling for a moment, he gritted his teeth and ran up!

He patted the other person's shoulder lightly, regardless of whether he could save him, the next moment he had already exited the moon swallowing space.

Gongsun Hui's originally muddled mind was instantly sobered up by such a slap.

He twisted his body desperately, as if he wanted to get rid of the shackles and control of the illusory space.

He slapped his chest with his palm, and the next moment, his consciousness had returned to his body!
puff!
Gongsun Hui spat out a mouthful of dark green blood on the ground. He held his head in his hands and muttered:

"It's the seventh time! I didn't expect the control to be so strong this time! It's impossible to pass it the next time!"

"I seemed to be photographed just now, so I woke up."

"Who shot me?"

"Could it be him?!"

(End of this chapter)