Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 98 Recovering from Injuries, Turning into a Walking Corpse

In the darkness, Feng Ping followed the formula of "Corpse Refining Secret Art" and began to activate the spiritual energy in his body.Soon, the corpse in the entire copper furnace was absorbed on the surface of his body along with the aura.

It was a crunchy feeling.

With the passage of time, Feng Ping found that the injuries on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They seemed to be sewn together with needles and threads, and they were roughly bonded together, and the entire skin became rigid and hard, and it was no longer the elasticity of a normal person at all!
"Damn! You won't really turn yourself into a walking corpse!"

Feng Ping felt bitter in his heart, if this technique is irreversible, then he will regret it?This has become a standard lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot!

All this is what he asked for!
As time passed, when it was close to two hours, Feng Ping felt that the pain caused by his body had almost disappeared.

He reckoned that there would be at most two more times, and the injury would be fully recovered.

To say that this "Secret Art of Corpse Refining" is really overbearing, it can use different kinds of spiritual energy to cooperate with various corpses to transform the body.

It can be done in just a few hours!

In fact, for Feng Ping, there was no need for seven days.

It is recorded in the technique that the initial body training should not exceed two hours each time, and the interval should not be less than ten hours.

Otherwise, the taboo will definitely be triggered!
But this is not a problem for Feng Ping at all. He can stay in the corpse for twelve hours, constantly refining himself, so that he can achieve the effect of others in a week, a month, or even a year in a short period of time. !

In that case, it is not time and taboos that really limit his achievements.

And it became shining real gold and silver!
As long as he has money, which can be exchanged for Lao Shizi's Xuanling coins, he can buy the corpse materials needed for refining corpses.

Judging from the money left by Zhao Laosan, he thought Feng Ping could squander it for more than three months, but now it seems that within twenty days at most, all the corpses he bought will be consumed!
In the dark, Lin Xin has been silently watching the time.

After two hours, she finally said, "Can I carry you out?"

Just now she has been staring with bated breath, not daring to say a word, for fear of affecting the other party, causing him to break the taboo, and then die!
"Yes, the spiritual material attached to my body has lost its effect and will no longer affect you." Niu Dali replied, which can be regarded as reassuring the other party's concerns.

Now, he is not fully able to take care of himself.

The body can make some simple movements, but it is still difficult for him to climb out of the copper furnace and return to the bed.

"Okay, I'll open the door and window first."

After Lin Xin finished speaking, she immediately got up, felt the darkness and pulled down the curtain, and the whole room was filled with sunlight again.

The door opened, and Wu Qingxiang and Kong Jiefu who had been guarding the door came in.

"Senior Sister, Master said, just leave the rest to me."

Seeing this, Lin Xin smiled charmingly at the two of them, and then almost fell to the ground.

"Sister!"

Seeing this, the two disciples helped her up at the same time, and Lin Xin took advantage of the situation and threw herself into their arms.

"Are you OK?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's just tired."

Lin Xin hurriedly pushed the two away, and said in a very weak voice.

Inside the copper furnace, Feng Ping couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

tired?
How could this person be tired after resting for two hours?
Compared with him, this acting skill is not bad at all!
"Senior Sister, let's go and carry him back to the bed."

Saying that, Kong Jiefu and Wu Qingxiang came to the copper stove and prepared to carry him back to the bed.

However, what they saw in the next scene made their scalps tingle!

"Two priests?"

Feng Ping called softly, calling them back from their surprise.

The two of them used their strength at the same time to lift Feng Ping back to the bed, and lay down on his back.

"Senior sister, let's go out!" Wu Qingxiang suggested, he didn't want to stay in this room anymore.

Not to mention the bad smell, there is a monster lying on the bed!

"How did the master explain it?" Lin Xin asked cautiously.

"Master said, as long as this person is fine, we can leave." Kong Jiefu replied.

"Just take the copper stove out and rinse it out."

Saying that, the two disciples each held up the copper nose on one side, picked up the copper furnace that can accommodate one person, and walked towards the door.

Lin Xin turned her head and glanced at Niu Dali who was lying on the clothes, but this glance also gave her goosebumps.

Seeing that she turned to leave, Feng Ping suddenly said, "Friend Daoist, can you pass me the bronze mirror over there?"

Lin Xin paused, and finally went to the dressing table, picked up the bronze mirror, tried not to look at each other, and walked to the bed.

"Here."

After the bronze mirror was put down, she turned and left the room without stopping.

Feng Ping naturally saw the strange gazes of the three of them, and he also wanted to see how he looked now!
How is it compared to that zombie monk back then?
He struggled to sit up, and picked up the bronze mirror beside the bed to face his own face.

In fact, Feng Ping already knew about his changes without looking at his face.

All the parts where his skin was injured and cracked have been restored, however, it is not the skin that grows back!
It's dark green fur!
In the bronze mirror, green hairs criss-crossed across his entire face, his appearance was terrifying and unacceptable!

"This...this is a fart of disguise! If you refine the corpse a few more times, I'm afraid I won't be able to recognize my own mother!"

The ridicule is ridicule, Feng Ping's heart is still quite heavy.

How could he, who came through time travel, be able to accept such aesthetics?
Alone, turned into a thinking, conscious walking corpse?
At this moment, Feng Ping wanted to try switching Qi Hai Linggen to see if it would bring about some changes.

But this is someone else's territory after all, and he doesn't know when Gu Shunchang will come.

If you let the other party know your secret, the consequences will be disastrous!
That being the case, he could only wait until after dark and in the dead of night before considering switching spiritual roots.

"Am I making a profit? Or a loss?" Feng Ping smiled wryly.

The ten thousand taels of silver was still delivered from Niu's Trading Company, although it was originally intended to be delivered to Mingle Palace, it was only given to him after Zhang Yonglie suggested.

But this is on my own account!

Isn't that your own money?
"Forget it, the water keeps flowing, you have to eat every bite, and you have to save a little bit of money!"

Thinking of this, Feng Ping put the bronze mirror in his hand back beside the bed, and lay down by himself.

He controlled the aura of different species in his body to flow into his brain, and the next moment, he entered the illusory space again!
It is still the familiar feeling of darkness and dampness, and the giant drought man in the distance is still constantly swallowing this dense aura.

Feng Ping looked from far to near, and finally saw the long-disappeared and long-missed Crystal Realm cultivator in front of him—Gongsun Hui!

"Friends of justice, long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)