Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 30

Suddenly, Feng Ping woke up.

He woke up from the cold.

Outside the house, snow fell at some point, and the howling north wind blew goose feather snow into the wooden house.

The door was open, and Orion's body was half inside and half outside.

At this time, half of his body was already covered with ice and snow, and he was frozen stiff.

Maybe it was the flash of light, but Feng Ping resisted his physical discomfort and stood up.He knew that if he didn't close the door and try to keep warm, the final result would be freezing to death.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Ping walked towards Orion with his drowsy head, he dragged the corpse in with great difficulty, and closed the wooden door with difficulty.

Pulling is much easier than resisting.

Now, his state can only drag!
After closing the door, Feng Ping couldn't bear the cold and sleepiness anymore, so he climbed directly onto the Orion's bed, covered himself with a thick quilt, and fell asleep deeply.

Outside, the cold wind howls.

People in Lai'an County sit on the heated kang, warm a pot of wine, cook a plate of fennel beans, and watch the snow fall outside their houses.

Sigh:
"It's snowing heavily in the first month, and it's another difficult winter."

Twist two fennel beans and put them in your mouth, then take a sip of the warm wine...

When the snow stops, we have to clear the snow.

A heavy snow fell from Qihe to Shuntian Mansion.

The young monks in Chengxian Hall, the men wore fleece jackets and leather jackets, and the women wore mink and flower jackets, strolling in the huge courtyard like dragons and phoenixes among men.

Sometimes drinking to fight against each other, and sometimes discussing immortal techniques.

Due to the interest, he swung his sword and danced, fortunately!

For them, the heavy snow is just a beautiful scenery that adds interest, so how can they understand the pain of people who are running around for a living under the white snow?

Not to mention those poor people who are homeless and froze to death on the streets?

……

Feng Ping didn't know how long he slept.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and his brain regained some clarity, but his physical condition was still not optimistic.

But at least he survived this calamity!

Lifting off the thick quilt, Feng Ping sat up.

At this time, he only felt extremely thirsty, so he got out of bed and rekindled the extinguished charcoal stove.

He fetched a jug of water from a wooden barrel that had frozen on the surface and set it on fire on a charcoal stove.

Just at this moment, the body actually issued an early warning again.

Feng Ping tremblingly returned to the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt that was still warm, and quietly looked at the kettle on the charcoal stove.

one two Three……

He counted the numbers silently in his heart, and when the kettle started to steam, he walked to the stove again, picked up the copper kettle and drank directly to his mouth.

After a pot of warm water, Feng Ping finally felt alive.

He sat by the stove, watching himself.

The wind and cold have not yet recovered, and my head is still a little dizzy.

The injury on the back is no longer serious, and it will heal itself after a while.

My stomach is empty, even after drinking a pot of water, I am still hungry.

Feng Ping glanced around the room. There were some potatoes in the corner, so he picked a few small, easy-to-cook ones and threw them into the charcoal stove.

While the potatoes were baking, he walked over to the wooden wall and looked out through the gap left by the window.

A vast expanse of white!
"Snowing?"

This thought flashed across Feng Ping's mind.

"When did you download it?"

After trying hard to recall, he finally remembered the flashback of yesterday.

Feng Ping sat back beside the stove with a wry smile, and said to himself:
"I'm trying to die. I'm so lucky to have survived such a serious injury and jumped into the glacier to practice."

But what can we do if we don’t practice?It is clearly written in the taboo: once you start practicing this method, you cannot stop in the middle!

and many more!

Feng Ping suddenly realized something!

He staggered and ran to the window, and looked out through the crack of the window:
The rising sun illuminates the snow field golden.

"Impossible! There's no way I've been unconscious for less than an hour!"

Feng Ping was shocked!

There is no doubt that it is the second day now!

He missed Yinshi's practice today!
"Taboo! Taboo! What happens if I violate the taboo? Exemption or?"

With anxiety, Feng Ping switched the spirit root in the sea of ​​qi to the water spirit root.

The next moment, his body fluff reappeared.

At the same time, the simulated spiritual roots in the sea of ​​qi began to go berserk, feeling like they were about to explode at any moment!

Feng Ping suddenly raised his hand, his fingers had turned into dry bones, and a large amount of flesh and blood began to flow upstream, rushing towards the Sea of ​​Qi!

[Host danger detected. 】

【Simulation stopped...】

[Self-test starts...]

boom!
The qi and blood that originally flowed back instantly returned to all parts of the body, and in just one breath, even the fluff on Feng Ping's body surface disappeared!

"Is the water spirit root useless?"

Feng Ping sat down on the wooden bench dejectedly.

After eight days of hard work, it seems that he will be able to learn the giant ape transformation in a short time. Fortunately, the mimicry system has stopped simulating. Doesn't this mean that he has become obsessed and lost his skills?
"Hey!"

He shook his head.

If it is abolished, it will be abolished.

It is not unacceptable to scrap one simulation of the Esther tribe, and at least eleven others.

Disappointment is disappointment, life has to go on.

Feng Ping picked out the baked potatoes with an iron rod poking the stove, and started peeling the medium-sized ones.

The potatoes were very hot and he peeled them very quickly.

Just as he was about to stuff the hot baked potatoes into his mouth, the sound of the mimic system sounded in his ears again.

[Self-inspection completed. 】

[The negative effect has been exempted. 】

The next moment, fluff grew on Feng Ping's body surface again, and he felt the water spirit root in Qi Sea, it was exactly the same as before!
Do not!
Not the same!

The negative effects brought about by practicing "Great Ape Transformation", that is, the taboos are all exempted!
"So it is! So it is!"

Feng Ping was overjoyed, he stuffed a whole potato into his mouth, and chewed it!

"The mimetic system has an immunity function, but the corresponding negative effects must be removed after breaking the taboo!"

In other words, Feng Ping can only be exempted from the third taboo if he violates the third taboo!
"Then if I violate Taboo Five..."

"Fuck! Then you can use it as many times as you want!"

A tyrannical technique that can be used countless times!
There is no need to abide by the taboo that can only be used seven times in a lifetime.

Although it may not be very effective for high-ranking monks, it is an outrageously powerful technique for low-level monks like Feng Ping who are not good at refining Qi!
"I earned it! I earned it. If I hadn't acted like a dead man and followed the taboos in the exercises step by step, wouldn't I never know the true effect of the mimic system?"

The immunity Feng Ping originally thought was just ineffective, or switched to other spiritual roots to cover it up.

He never expected that it turned out to be death!

Break through the taboos by committing suicide, and force the system to self-check, so that it can truly be exempted from alienation and price!
There was a thick pile of snow outside the house.

There was another body in the house.

Feng Ping happily peeled the potatoes and ate the baked potatoes.

(End of this chapter)