Best Immortal Supreme System

Driven by the reward, Zhou Heng stood up and walked past the master jingque on the ground.

Jingque master saw Zhou Heng coming towards him, and the meaning of asking for help in his eyes became stronger.

As an eminent monk in the secret family of Li gaoye, he has seen many cases of being attacked by other animals, including kuque, the master of jingque, the previous master of painting birds. More than ten of them, holding magic weapons, surrounded master kuque, who was out of control. They fought for three days and two nights, sacrificing the lives of seven monks before subduing him. But at that time, half of the body of the sparrow had been eaten away by the evil spirit.

Master kuque, who has practiced Buddhism for decades, lost his life in the pain of wailing. The hosts of every generation of exotic animals are doomed to die in pain.

Later, as the first disciple of the bitter Finch, jingque was selected as the next host of the painting finch.

This is the secret sect of rigono. They temper their bodies, temper their minds, and are ready to sacrifice for the world at any time.

For their own end, jingque has already realized.

It's just that he can't die here. The home of the host is only in the wild mountain.

At the end of their lives, the hosts of each generation of Tantrism return to rigaoye, where they pass on the curse of their bodies to the next generation of monks.

Master jingque stares at Zhou Heng, hoping that this man can help him.

But now Zhou Heng is at the end of his rope. He has no spare energy to help the poor man.

Zhou Heng didn't even dare to approach master jingque rashly. His body was covered with active black evil spirits, which seemed to devour any close creatures to supplement his nutrition.

But Zhou Heng didn't want to give up. The painting bird plume mentioned in the task must have something to do with painting bird. In other words, if he missed this opportunity, he might never get the painting bird plume again in his life.

Try it anyway. Zhou Heng made up his mind.

He tried to reach out to master jingque's body.

Master jingque suddenly showed his frightened eyes. He wanted to remind Zhou Heng not to do such a rash thing, but his mouth had been filled with black evil spirit, and he could only make a slight "Wuwu" sound.

When Zhou Heng's hand was about to touch master jingque's body, he suddenly drew his hand back.

Master jingque was relieved.

Zhou Heng found that those black evil spirits felt something about his hand. When his hand approached, those evil spirits also gathered together, as if waiting for Zhou Heng to fall into the trap.

Just fix yourself with inanimate things and transport them back to rigaoyeshan. Master jingque hopes Zhou Heng can think of this method.

But Zhou Heng looked at the white cat on one side.

If you use the white cat to draw away the evil spirit, and take the opportunity to rescue master jingque, is this feasible?

Before he could deny the funny idea, the white cat gave a meow, and then stepped back, as if to remind Zhou Heng not to have his own idea.

"Alas." Zhou Heng sighed. It seems that he can only find a stretcher and think of a way.

"Woo! Woo Master jingque suddenly gave out a rapid whine.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Heng looked at master jingque on the ground, but how could he understand what master jingque wanted to express.

A wisp of black evil spirit left jingque's body and was crawling toward Zhou Heng's feet.

"Meow!" The white cat also found out.

It arched up, staring at the wisp of evil spirit, and its white hair exploded.

"Well?" Zhou Heng looked back at the white cat and said, "what's the matter with you?"

In fact, without master jingque and white cat to distract him, he could find the evil spirit. But this one person a cat wants to remind him, let him be distracted instead.

A chill suddenly came from the soles of Zhou Heng's feet.

No! When Zhou Heng realized this, it was too late.

A large number of black evil spirits, like living creatures, spring up from master jingque and jump on Zhou Heng.

It was the first time for Zhou Heng to encounter this kind of situation. The evil spirit is a subsidiary attribute of the strange beast, just like the fierce ghost must be accompanied by the Yin Qi. It's the first time he's ever met such an active spirit.

Bang. Zhou Heng's feet lost their balance and he fell to the ground.

Most of the evil spirit of master jingque crawled over. They were trying to invade Zhou Heng's body.

It's over. When master jingque saw this situation, he already knew that Zhou Heng was no longer saved. It would not be long before the evil spirit of painting birds would drain the nutrients in their bodies. After that, everyone who was in a coma here would not let go of painting birds. When the nutrients are enough, the painted sparrow will return to its original appearance, and Linhai City will inevitably be ruined.

"Foreign intrusion detected." A cold system prompt sound sounded in Zhou Heng's brain.

"Isolation system started."

Zhou Heng's body suddenly became an inviolable wall. Every pore of his skin was closed, and the evil spirit glided on his body, leaving him a greasy touch, even making him slip to the ground. But they can't invade into Zhou Heng's body as they did into master jingque's body."The immune system is activated."

A few of the evil spirits that invade before the pores close are immediately surrounded by the white blood cells in Zhou Heng's body. These white blood cells have been blessed by the Heavenly Master system. They rush on and wrap up the evil spirit, and soon they are digested.

"How disgusting Zhou Heng got up from the ground and kept shaking his hands to get rid of the evil spirit.

Master jingque, who was lying on the ground, saw this scene, and his eyes were wide.

How is that possible? How can anyone in this world not be disturbed by evil spirit? Tantric sect has sacrificed the lives of countless generations of eminent monks, each of whom died of evil spirit. No one can escape this fate.

But the boy in front of him patted the evil spirit on his body, just like patting off the mud on his body.

The reality in front of us severely impacts master jingque's world outlook.

"It seems that these things are nothing but disgusting." Zhou Heng is mumbling to himself.

Master jingque was born in Japan. He only learned a little bit of Chinese when he was studying the Buddhist scriptures, so he couldn't understand Zhou Heng's soliloquy, but his expression of disapproval was deeply engraved in master jingque's mind.

What's going on! Master jingque even began to doubt that everything in front of him was a dream. When he woke up, he had to teach the disciples in the temple.

Zhou Heng finally cleaned up the evil spirit on his body, and he went to master jingque.

"Don't worry. I'll help you right away." Zhou Heng comforted him.

Then he reached out to master jingque.

Like pulling up weeds, Zhou Heng grabbed master jingque's evil spirit and pulled it up.

Although he had psychological preparation, Zhou Heng still felt that these sticky and movable things were disgusting. He threw the evil spirit in his hand to the ground.

Those evil spirits don't die immediately after they leave the host. They bounce on the ground looking for new creatures to provide nutrition for themselves.

But then Zhou Heng stepped on it.

It's like stepping on an insect. With the sound of "Baji", the black evil spirit was crushed on the sole of his feet, and then gradually lost its vitality.

Master jingque looked at Zhou Heng's action and his face was full of disbelief. If human beings can deal with evil spirit in this way, what is the significance of the sacrifice of Tantric school for thousands of years?

But Zhou Heng didn't think so much. He continued to stretch out his hand to help master jingque pull out other evil spirits.

When his hand touched master jingque's chest, the Heavenly Master system had a new hint.

"Do you want to start parsing the new magic weapon you are touching?"