Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel.

Chapter 173 Painted Skin as Cocoon, New Identity

The moment Chu Zheng crushed the chip, something abnormal was instantly discovered inside the education center.

In the spacious silver-white room, various types of information and data flashed on countless illusory light screens, and a sharp sound was heard from time to time.

drop--

Another sharp sound was heard, and a young woman cast her eyes over. After scanning the information that appeared, she quickly came to a conclusion:

"No. 46-173, the chip was damaged, dug out and destroyed by force, the brain tissue is damaged by more than %, the survival rate is extremely low, even if it survives, I am afraid it will completely lose its ability to move."

Not far away, an older man heard this and said indifferently: "Check, who took No. 46-173 away?"

The woman lowered her head, and raised it again after two breaths, with a look of realization in her face: "It's... Miss Qi Hua."

Hearing the name Qi Hua, the man waved his hand and looked away:
"Don't worry about him. It's not easy to hold out for more than two months before Miss Qi loses interest. Delete his file record."

"Yes."

Many indigenous people die every day. Some die in reformatory schools, but more of them die at the hands of their buyers.

But no one will hold these indigenous people accountable. After all, indigenous people are not federal citizens.

The reformatory is just a place for buying and selling pets and has no law enforcement power. Moreover, there are no laws to protect these indigenous people.

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Inside the cold and lonely alloy arena.

In front of the broken French window, Chu Zheng casually pulled over the plush curtain beside him and slowly wiped the blood off his hands.

Without Qi Hua's permission, the maids outside would not enter, so as not to disturb the interest of this young lady.

But if it takes too long, those maids outside will definitely check the situation in the arena, and Chu Zheng will not have much time left.

Looking at the unrecognizable corpse in front of him, he pondered for a moment, turned around and went back to the fighting arena, followed the rising passage of the iron cage, went underground, and came to the iron cage where Nie Longhu was imprisoned.

Nie Longhu sat cross-legged in the cage, motionless as a mountain. He exuded an obvious calmness, as calm as water. Without any trace of anxiety, he practiced his skills slowly.

Even if Qi Hua did not die at the hands of Chu Zheng, once this immortal had accumulated enough power, he would probably still not be able to escape death.

Sensing Chu Zheng approaching, Nie Longhu did not stop but continued to circulate the Qi.

After a while, until the complete circulation was completed, he slowly opened his eyes.

Nie Longhu had sensed the fluctuations in Chu Zheng's aura before, and there was no surprise on his face. He spoke slowly, "Which Taoist master did you learn from, fellow Taoist?"

"We are all disciples of Daozu, so why talk about master-disciple relationship?"

Chu Zheng casually changed the subject and said bluntly:
"I killed Qi Hua and need to find a way to escape. Time is running out."

If we force our way out, we will certainly have a chance to escape, but we will still be unable to move an inch on this God-given star, and it will only be a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution.

Hearing this, Nie Longhu frowned slightly: "You are disrupting my destiny, which is a bit against the rules."

Killing Qi Hua would inevitably bring even greater trouble. He would most likely be implicated, and subsequently be killed by Qi Shanyong out of anger. This seemed to be a foreseeable outcome.

It is not easy to incarnate and go through tribulations. Even if he is a celestial being, it will take him several years of cultivation before he can start the next one.

In order to protect the immortal from disaster, the cultivation level of this incarnation must at least reach the Hedao realm, which would be barely enough.

If this incarnation died too early, the calamity energy it could absorb would be almost nothing, and in the next few years, it was hard to say what accidents might happen to his original body.

The fate of a Qi cultivator is often difficult to predict. They are unable to distinguish even the most basic natural or man-made disasters, and have no idea where they will come from.

Chu Zheng naturally didn't know about the so-called rules, but he had no intention of asking.

He glanced at Nie Longhu calmly, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and said calmly:

"So I'm going to repay you now?"

Being in the same Jade Bone Realm, and with a repair panel on his body, Chu Zheng had no reason to be afraid even if the person before him was the incarnation of a celestial being.

If Nie Longhu cannot withstand this calamity, then his journey of experiencing the calamity through incarnation will probably end early.

The moment Chu Zheng rolled up his sleeves, Nie Longhu's mouth twitched slightly. He felt the fluctuations of the calamity energy around him begin to surge. Chu Zheng had no intention of joking. After a moment, he took a deep breath, as if he had made some great determination, and said slowly:

"Let me out. I have a way."

Time was running out, so Chu Zheng didn't ask any more questions. He opened the iron cage and walked towards the ground first.

The two of them walked out of the underground one after the other and soon came to Qi Hua's body.

Looking at Qi Hua's body, Nie Longhu frowned slightly: "The evil spirit on this woman is even stronger. Even if you don't kill her, I'm afraid she won't live long."

Chu Zheng's eyes flickered when he heard what Nie Longhu said. It was obvious that the fairy in front of him knew many secrets that he was not aware of.

Before he could think deeply, there was a sudden crackling sound from Nie Longhu's body. His tall figure gradually shrank, and soon he became much shorter and slender.

Then, Nie Longhu slowly stretched out his hand, cut open Qi Hua's skin, tore off pieces of skin as thin as a cicada's wing, and stuck them on his own body.

The moment the skin touched his body, in the blink of an eye, they stuck to each other and became one piece, smooth as new.

Seeing Nie Longhu's actions, Chu Zheng narrowed his eyes and muttered subconsciously:

"Painted Skin..."

"Painted skin? This term is quite interesting. It's clear at a glance."

Nie Longhu heard Chu Zheng's whisper and explained:

"This is the method used by the evil demons in the universe. If you fight them frequently, you will make some progress. If you work in isolation, you will only end up dead."

"So that's how it is..." Chu Zheng suddenly realized.

"You are indeed not a Taoist Qi cultivator."

Nie Longhu glanced at Chu Zheng and said calmly: "This is a magical power that all celestial beings must possess. If you are from the Taoist sect, you must know it. Moreover, you also know the name of the Universal Realm. It seems that the power behind it is not simple."

For a moment, Chu Zheng could not help but be silent. The immortal who had survived many disasters was indeed not an easy person to deal with. In just a few words, Nie Longhu had already found out a lot of information.

"I don't ask where your master came from. We are all Qi cultivators, so we should understand that cultivation is not easy."

Nie Longhu didn't say much and slowly put his face close to hers. In an instant, he was no different from Qi Hua, with a cunning and smart light in his eyes.

Even Chu Zheng was a little confused at this moment. He wondered whether the person in front of him was Qi Hua.

Looking at Qi Hua's shattered head, Nie Longhu shook his head slightly, feeling a little sorry:

"You've wasted a pair of eyes that are worth a thousand gold. Many things here need to be confirmed by a membrane in the eye. This thing is difficult to simulate exactly the same."

"Fellow Taoist, it seems you know a lot about this place?" Chu Zheng couldn't help but be a little surprised. The immortal in front of him gave him too many surprises. He didn't look like an old antique who had experienced thousands of calamities.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. If you don't understand this world, how can you live long? You worked so hard to create a soul and come here, are you just going to die?"

Nie Longhu whispered and looked back towards the door not far behind him.

Because this process took quite a long time, several maids quietly stepped in to see what was going on.

"Get out!" Nie Longhu suddenly shouted, his voice was sharp and penetrating, exactly the same as Qi Hua's, making it difficult to tell whether it was true or false.

Several maids immediately retreated in panic, not daring to stay for a moment.

"Do you have a way to deal with the chip behind the brain?" Chu Zheng withdrew his thoughts and looked at the back of Nie Longhu's head.

Although the appearance can be changed, the implanted chip is undoubtedly a time bomb.

"When I master the art of head replacement and immortality, I can break it with a snap of my fingers."

Nie Longhu obviously had no solution for this for the time being, but after a moment of hesitation, he suddenly reacted and narrowed his eyes:
"Do you have any idea?"

Since Chu Zheng was able to resist Qi Hua, the chip certainly could not pose a threat to him.

Chu Zheng did not deny it. He nodded slightly, and pointed his fingers like a sword, stabbing Nie Longhu's back of the head with lightning speed.

"It might hurt a little, just bear with it."

(End of this chapter)