Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 53

After tidying up the house, Zhang Mazi walked out. As soon as he approached Feng Ping, he felt a chill.

Number nine winter has passed, where is the ice and snow?

But reason and experience tell him that keeping silent and keeping silent is the right choice.

"Master Feng, it's fine if you let it go. I'm going to trouble you to do this little thing yourself?" Zhang Mazi smiled, picked up the chopsticks from the food box, and handed them to Feng Ping.

"Is there anything going on in the store today?"

Feng Ping picked up a vegetable and asked while eating.

"Nothing, nothing, it's normal, except for a few farmers who came to buy hoes, but we both refused."

"Oh."

After asking this sentence, the shop fell silent.

Feng Ping ate his food with his head down, unable to tell what was going on in his heart.

Zhang Mazi, who was sitting across from him, was eating carefully while watching the other person's expression, for fear that a wrong move would make him dissatisfied.

Halfway through eating, Feng Ping suddenly stopped the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, looked at Zhang Mazi and asked, "Morrow, help me rent a room."

Seeing him put down the bowl and chopsticks, Zhang Mazi stopped immediately.

"do you have any requests?"

"Secluded, with a yard."

Feng Ping only said two requirements.

It's normal for a person like him to live in no fixed place.

It was the safest way to stay in the hut in the forest and practice alone until the foundation was established, and even crystallized before going out of the mountain.

But it took too long in this way. In the three months before cultivating as a charcoal burner, Feng Ping had already experienced enough of the pain of living alone. He didn't want to go to the city with great difficulty and "earn" some money. Like a savage!
What's more, staying in Fucheng, he can also get some information at any time, which will lay the foundation for him to make money in the future.

"Okay, Lord Feng, don't worry, I'll take care of it for you in two days."

"Annual rent is fine, don't worry about the price, come to me anytime when you run out of money." Feng Ping added.

"I know, I know."

Looking at Zhang Mazi's appearance, Feng Ping felt that it would be good to keep him by his side, as it would save a lot of effort if he was sent out.

"I'll buy some more clothes tomorrow, and I'll add some for you too. Since you've followed me, I won't treat you badly. But..."

Halfway through Feng Ping's words, he stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times and then swallowed it.

Zhang Mazi stared at the other party, anxiously waiting for the content after "but", but after waiting for a long time, Feng Ping didn't say anything more.

The silence speaks!
He is not a fool, he naturally knows the consequences.

The more the other party said these words to him, the more benefits he would give him. Once he did any detrimental behavior to him, the result could be imagined!

Even a monk in the Crystalline Realm, the opponent can plan to kill him, so he still cares about an ordinary person?

After a table of meals was finished, Zhang Mazi took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned the floor, and finally installed the door panel quietly, and left the shop.

Feng Ping returned to the back room, dripped the black cat's blood in the porcelain bottle on the talisman material, cut his fingertips, and started making talismans.

"How much blood did you shed this day?"

After drawing the five talismans, Feng Ping switched Qihai to Xuelinggen again, and began to practice according to the formula in "Xueyin Xiaojie".

Tianlinggen, combined with the orthodox kung fu, its effect is even faster than the "Ming Lei Gong" also practiced by Tianlinggen!
According to this progress, at most half a month, he will be able to break through the fifth level of Qi Refining!

After Yinshi passed, Feng Ping felt a little tired, so he hid a dozen booklets under the bed, washed up, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

……

Deng Xiange.

It was dark.

Seeing Wang Yifan's delay in returning, Yan Yunquan felt a little uneasy.

He paced back and forth in the courtyard, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on Chen Boya's door.

There was no movement at first, and after waiting for a while, a lazy but excited voice came from the room.

"Come in!"

Yan Yunquan pushed the room away.

Chen Boya sat cross-legged in the middle, and around him were several young, strong and young men tied with ropes.

These people were naked, their bodies were congested abnormally, and their skin was in a blood-red state, but their eyes had long lost their spirit.

Like the walking dead!
Looking at Chen Boya again, granulation had begun to appear on his severed right arm, and blood-colored holes gradually appeared on his face.

The original female cultivator with extraordinary temperament has a faint appearance of heaven and earth!

"What's the matter?"

"Senior Brother Wang went to Lai'an County to deal with the big demon Hanbai, but he hasn't returned yet. I'm afraid of him..."

"Afraid he died?" Chen Boya's expression was indifferent, and his words also revealed coldness.

"Correct."

"If you die, you die. What's the fuss?"

"But…"

"But what?"

"This matter was entrusted by the magistrate. If it cannot be completed, it may not be good. Besides, he is going with Zhao Yunlong..."

"Zhao Yunlong? The one with the blood attribute of heavenly roots?"

"Yes."

Chen Boya stood up abruptly, her eyes filled with anger, "If he dies, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yan Yunquan was startled.

If in the past, both of them were in the crystallization state, and they were both deacons of Dengxian Pavilion, I would not be afraid of each other.

But since Wu Yongfeng's incident, the other party begged for a Concentration Golden Elixir from Mingle Palace, and it has begun to condense the dharma of heaven and earth to form a golden pill!

The gap between the two sides has completely widened!

You know, Jin Dan is a watershed.

Those below the Golden Core are all monks.

Only those with Golden Core and above can be called "true people" or "fairies"!
"Zhao Yunlong is suspected of colluding with evil cultivators..."

"unambiguous evidence?"

"It's just a suspicion right now."

"you!"

"He killed another Sky Spirit Root user."

"Who?"

"Wu Hu."

Chen Boya could no longer restrain the anger in her heart, she took out the blood-absorbing jade flute, and was about to play it!
"Get out! Lei Linggen, if you die, you will die!"

How dare Yan Yunquan stay any longer?
With a flash of figure, the person left the room and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Boya held the jade flute to his mouth and played a song.

As soon as the flute sounded, several men who were tied up around suddenly showed painful expressions.

These people, who had already become walking corpses and were tortured to the point of losing their sanity, let out low growls of pain one by one.

However, with the melodious sound of the flute, their body's energy and blood continued to surge until they could no longer control it!
boom! boom! boom!
Explosion sounded one after another.

Flesh and flesh bloomed in the room like fireworks.

With the sound of the flute, the blood mist that filled the air began to condense, gradually turning into small snakes and swimming towards Chen Boya.

They climbed up her legs, up her belly, up her chest, covering her whole body.

The blood snake drilled towards the orifice of Chen Boya's body.

Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, belly...

"A good cauldron, if it dies! Don't blame Chi Lian for being furious!"

Outside, it was pitch black.

Yan Yunquan stood on the empty street, thinking to himself that something is wrong!

"I'm afraid it's a big disaster this time!"

(End of this chapter)