Pushing the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 147 Efforts and Ghosts
There was already a gap in strength between the two, but Wang Zhiping still managed to sneak up on him from behind, and Cao Shao was knocked out in one fell swoop.

When he woke up again, he found himself hung upside down in this secret room, sitting in front of him was Wang Zhiping who had attacked him from behind and knocked him out.

"Eldest brother, why did you sneak up on me?"

Wang Zhiping leaned forward, his usual simple and honest face was ghastly, and he let out a strange smile.

"Because I need you to practice!"

"Practice?!"

Hearing this, Cao Shao was shocked, his face suddenly became terrified, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.

Some exercises in the world are called magic arts, because they need to suck human blood and eat people's hearts to practice.

"Eldest brother, listen to me, the magic power has harmed countless people, you must not fall into the way of the devil just because of a single mistake, and you will never recover."

Cao Shao shouted in panic.

Normally, he doesn't care whether Wang Zhiping has practiced magic kung fu, but at this time his life is at stake, so of course he has to persuade Wang Zhiping to give up magic kung fu and the idea of ​​using him to practice kung fu.

Wang Zhiping let out a strange laugh, and the laughter echoed in the small dark room, making people shudder.

"Who told you that I practice magic skills..."

"I still practice the same Aoki Jutsu as you."

Cao Shao was even more puzzled, how could Aoki Jue use living people to practice Kung Fu?
"Master must have given you two blood coagulation pills some time ago..." Wang Zhiping sneered, "In my eyes, you are just a blood coagulation pill!"

He slowly stood up with a sharp knife in his hand, like a butcher who wanted to slaughter pigs and sheep, and walked towards Cao Shao.

Cao Shao was hung upside down. Seeing Wang Zhiping walking towards him with a knife, his face was distorted and his expression was extremely terrified. He struggled desperately and shook the iron chain.

"Eldest brother, I am your junior brother, you can't kill me! Master, he won't let you go!"

Wang Zhiping looked ferociously, looked at Cao Shao with resentment in his eyes, grabbed him, and raised the sharp knife in his hand.

"When did you ever really consider me your senior brother! Who will know if I kill you!"

"Suffer to death!"

In the past, when Cao Shao saw him, he always bowed his hands and respectfully called him senior brother, but more than once when Wang Zhiping saw Cao Shao bow his head, his eyes flashed contempt for him.

Every time he felt uncomfortable for a while, and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

Until today, there is no need to suppress anything!
"Eldest brother, great..." Cao Shao's frightened cry stopped abruptly, replaced by a miserable scream.

The sharp knife stabbed into Cao Shao's chest and brutally cut his heart open.

The blood gurgled down Cao Shao's shoulders to the ground, turning the ground blackened with dryness, and the thick layer of blood stained red again. The scene was cruel and terrifying.

A bright red ferocious hand took out a dark red heart from the chest of Cao Shao's corpse.

Wang Zhiping looked at the heart in his hand, a morbid flush appeared on his face, he turned around and took out a bowl, cut Cao Shao's heart a few times, squeezed out all the blood, and squeezed it into the bowl.

Throwing the shriveled heart aside, Wang Zhiping held the porcelain bowl full of dark red blood in both hands, looked greedily at the blood in the bowl and swallowed his saliva, looking like an alcoholic drinker holding a bowl of peerless wine .

He couldn't wait but carefully drank the dark red blood in the bowl.

Feeling the rapidly growing blood energy in his body, Wang Zhiping's face was distorted, greed and bloodthirsty appeared in his eyes, and he let out bursts of suppressed strange smiles, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"Using a powerful warrior as a medicine guide is a hundred times better than ordinary people!"

In the beginning, he used ordinary people as medicine guides to practice kung fu, but his progress was slow. Later, he focused on warriors and kidnapped a few warriors to use as medicine guides. However, due to the low strength of those warriors, it was not helpful for him to practice kung fu. big.

He gradually came up with the idea of ​​using more powerful warriors as medicine guides.

But a powerful warrior is not easy to capture alive, and if he is not careful, he will be in danger of revealing his identity.

So Wang Zhiping focused on Cao Shao.

He has long disliked Cao Shao, and Cao Shao will not be on guard against him, so he can easily succeed.

After Cao Shao disappeared, because of his identity, no one would suspect that he did it.

The night before Chen Mao left the martial arts hall to help Guan Hao deal with Feiyun Village, that is, the night before.

He started to attack Cao Shao, and things went smoothly unexpectedly, and he tasted the bowl of heart-exhausting soup that was more powerful than Congealing Blood Pill with almost no effort.

Wang Zhiping felt the surging energy and blood in his body, and he looked excited and couldn't wait to go to the secret room. He wanted to seize the time to run the Aoki Jue to refine the medicinal power, strengthen the energy and blood, and strengthen his strength.

With the sound of a machine gun, the dark and narrow secret room filled with the smell of blood became empty.

Cao Shao's body, which was hung upside down, was dead silent.

Suddenly, an illusory figure slipped from Cao Shao's body, and fell to the ground lightly as if without weight.

Cao Shao woke up again and found that this time he was not restrained, but he still felt very weak. The difference was that his body was abnormal last time, and this time he didn't even have a body.

"my body?……"

Cao Shao looked at his illusory hands in horror.

"I turned into a ghost!"

"But how can I be sane..."

Cao Shao murmured in a daze.

He had heard some things about Yin ghosts, and he deliberately tried to understand them because they were more mysterious.

Yin ghosts were muddled and sane when they were first born, except for one type of Yin ghost, the Tianyin ghost!
Tianyin ghosts, equivalent to the descendants of martial saints among yin ghosts, regained their sanity when they were born, and absorbed the same amount of yin energy, but increased their strength several times more than ordinary yin ghosts.

Cao Shao looked ecstatic, and he began to test his conjecture, absorbing the Yin Qi in the secret room.

After he became a Yin ghost, he could feel the strong Yin energy in this small secret room.

In this secret room, Wang Zhiping killed nearly a hundred people one after another. Although some of the Yin Qi accumulated had dissipated, it was still quite impressive.

The thick Yin Qi surrounded Cao Shao's ghost body as if attracted by something, forming a vortex funnel.

Cao Shao quickly absorbed the Yin Qi, and the ghost body solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He looked ferocious and laughed sharply.

"I, Cao Shao, was not only a descendant of a revived Martial Saint when I was alive, but also became a ghost after death!"

Cao Shao turned his head to look at his body with his heart gouged out, and his shriveled heart that Wang Zhiping threw aside as garbage.

His face was distorted, his expression was ferocious, and there was a strong hatred in his eyes.

"Wang Zhiping, I regard you as a senior brother, but you actually attacked me and used me to practice magic arts!"

"I will avenge this hatred sooner or later, and I will retaliate a hundred times and a thousand times to you!"

"And Zhang Xing, it doesn't matter if your Martial Sage bloodline is stronger than mine, I'm a Tianyin ghost now, a Tianyin ghost who can quickly increase his strength as long as he absorbs Yin Qi! How can you compare him to me!"

"Hahaha!……"

(End of this chapter)