Refining Star River

Nausea.

This condemned prisoner is really not authentic, a disgusting person can't do it once, and a second time is disgusting. It's disgusting, fucking opened the door to disgusting, disgusting got home. Zhou Sen found that the death row prisoner was a bit nasty inside.

"Do you have any solution?" The death row inmate looked at Zhou Sen.

"No...wait, do I have to swallow it?" Zhou Sen asked.

"It must be swallowed. After you swallow it, our organization will be able to identify your identity, and trust your words and fulfill the promise. Also, this is my inner core, you have eaten it, right You are good. As for the specific benefits, it varies from person to person, and I don't know if you ask." There was a faint sadness in the voice of the death row prisoner.

"inner core?!" Zhou Sen's eyes beamed, and he quickly took the small beads from the death row. He didn't expect this to be the legendary famous inner core.

"Yes."

"It's a bit small." Zhou Sen threw it in his hand with regret, he couldn't feel the slightest weight.

"..." Looking at Zhou Sen's disgusting look, the death row prisoner had the urge to slap him up.

"Does everyone have an inner core?" Zhou Sen curiously asked.

"In theory, every cultivator has it, but it only exists in theory. In fact, it is not easy to form an inner core, and there is no need to form an inner core."

"Why is it not necessary to form an inner core?" Zhou Sen was taken aback.

"The inner core is the result of your cultivation. If you don't use Core Formation, it's also in your body. What are you doing with Core Formation! Is it coveted by others?" The death row indifferently said.

"Do you mean that after Core Formation, someone will kill Jie Dan?"

"There are too many things like cultivation world, so the average person is not strong Under the power, you will not choose Core Formation, unless you are like me, it is going to die anyway, it is not as cheap as the people around you, at least, the strength of your own cultivation has an inheritance, which is better than the disappeared..." Death prisoner sighed road.

"Wait, don’t sigh, don’t worry, your inner core will be carried forward to me. There is one thing I don’t understand. Since repairing the inner core is not good, why are there still people? Repair inner core?"

"I mean ordinary cultivator. In the eyes of many cultivators, they think that having an inner core is a step up. In fact, it is really unnecessary. This is equivalent to you. Two hundred catties, but you put a sign on your neck telling everyone that you can pick up two hundred catties, you said, what's the point of this?" the death rower said.

"No." Zhou Sen agreed.

"Not only is it meaningless, it can also cause people with unhealthy minds to covet it. Fortunately, in the previous Dharma End Era, many evil characters specialized in killing Jie Dan."

"You haven't said why some people want Core Formation, don't they all understand it?"

"No, when the cultivation realm reaches a certain level, Core Formation is imperative. Okay. , Many things need to be understood slowly by yourself, and it is not possible to say clearly in a few words." The death row does not seem to want to be entangled in this topic.

"Okay."

Zhou Sen secretly wondered whether to swallow the inner core in his hand. After all, this thing is not bayberry plums on the street, but may come by With luck, but not by searching for it, the best way is to collect it, and then find an opportunity to test the ingredients, if it can be mass-produced, it can make a lot of money.

"Why don't you swallow it?" Seeing Zhou Sen hesitated, the death row could not help but urge.

"Big brother, it’s disgusting! I’ll leave it here first, and wash it when I’m going to eat, and then wrap it in food and swallow it. Now let me swallow it like this, forgive me for my incompetence, really There is no way." Zhou Sen frowned.

"...Well, whatever you want, it's given to you anyway, you make the decision yourself. However, you have to remember that an innocent man treasuring a jade ring becomes a criminal, although this thing is not There are a lot of people who want something valuable and good," the death row inmate warned.

"Got it." Zhou Sen put the inner core in the gravel and rubbed it a few times to get rid of the smell of death row prisoners, and then put it in his pocket.

Looking at the inner core condensed with Life Source being rubbed on the sand by Zhou Sen, the heart of the death row was dripping with blood. This is the crystallization of his cultivation base for more than three hundred years! What saddens the death row the most is that Zhou Sen doesn't seem to take it seriously.

I don’t know about the death row. Zhou Sen is now self-proclaimed a god, god, naturally he will not put this small inner core in his eyes. Now, what Zhou Sen wants is to test the chemical composition of the inner core. If it is beneficial to the human body, it can be produced on an assembly line. When the time comes, it is hard not to make a fortune.

Unconsciously, Zhou Sen was influenced by the stupid big fellow and began to have a greed for money. You know, in the previous years, under the protection of his adoptive father and adoptive mother, Zhou Sen simply did not treat money. I'm used to the concept, and it's only when I get to this prison that I fully understand the benefits of money.

"By the way, I can deliver the message this afternoon, you can tell me an address." Zhou Sen put the inner core.

"Look up!"

The condemned prisoner glanced around, then adjusted his sitting posture, with his back facing Mogan Prison, his legs spread out to cover both sides, one hand to the front, and one hand to the sand Write on the ground and erase a word when you write it.

"Remember?" The condemned prisoner looked up and asked after erasing the last word.

"Remember."

"Wish you all the best." The prisoner looked up at the sky with a lonely face.

"Can you think of a way to survive the robbery of your accomplices?" Zhou Sen couldn't help asking.

"They won't let me live." The condemned prisoner laughed, and the laughter was a little free and easy. Obviously, he has accepted reality a long time ago.

"Underground warden?"

"He is not qualified! Don't forget, he is also a prisoner." There was a touch of warmth on the ugly face of the death inmate. He could I feel Zhou Sen really cares about him and wants him to live.

"But..."

"Do you know how many prisons I have transferred this year? Nine! Almost every month I transfer to one place, they just want to Kill me..."

"Wait, since they want to kill you, why not kill you directly?" Zhou Sen looked puzzled. He didn't understand why the "they" in the death row wanted It’s too much trouble to spend a lot of time moving to nine prisons a year to kill one person.

"Young man, what they pursue is procedural justice."

"Oh...understood." Zhou Sen smiled wryly.

"Well, they are full of male thieves and female prostitutes, but they have to pretend to be polite, so they want to kill me legally." The prisoner said with a laugh, and the ugly face appeared. A mocking smile.

"Who are they?" Zhou Sen asked.

"Is this a problem?"

"cough cough...yes."

"Who can sentence you to death?" The death prisoner's deep gaze Staring at Zhou Sen.

"Who can sentence me to death...the judge."

"Who does the judge represent?"

"Government."

" Do you have any questions?"

"You...you...do you say they are the imperial government?" Zhou Sen was dumbfounded, and this answer caught him off guard.

"No, it's all human governments."

"You are enemies of all human governments?" Zhou Sen felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

"Yes."

"Are you anarchists?"

"They are monopolizing, they are dictatorship, they are killing wild animals, they are overwhelming They dug one after another planet so many holes, you say, do they deserve to die?" The death row did not answer Zhou Sen, but each minding their own business said, the voice became hysterical, the original one was deformed His face became more and more distorted, and his face was covered with a layer of blood red, like a burning flame.

"..."

Zhou Sen opened his mouth and did not argue with the death row, because he knew that there was no point in arguing with an avid believer. He could not change you, and neither did you The best way to change him is to remain silent.

"It was the traitor that we had succeeded, and the traitor betrayed us!" The death row's eyes shot unforgettable hatred.