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Chapter 604 There is too much "waste" on me

It is hard to imagine that the "dirty things" refined from a person can fill a elixir room.

Gao Ming looked at the black substance that was still squirming, with occasionally crooked faces and limbs flashing by. They couldn't speak and had no way to ask for help. They could only merge with more black substances.

"Even Lingguan can't deal with things refined from the butcher's body quickly?" Gao Ming and Bai Huang looked at each other. Lingguan was not omnipotent, and there were things that the so-called "immortals" could not do, which was good news for them.

"Fellow Taoist, you'd better leave quickly. Don't get involved in the dirty things in the butcher's body, and ruin your heart." The one-armed alchemist spoke very slowly, and there were no traces of the pill on his body. After throwing away the useless pill, he was about to leave. This person reminded Gao Ming that he was purely kind and had no other ideas.

Turning around and walking a few steps, the one-armed alchemist found that the stench became stronger and stronger. He looked back curiously, and his soul almost ran out in fear.

Gao Ming carried Fu Shu on his back and stretched his hand towards the black substance without any protection.

"Stop! Stop!" the one-armed Dancer shouted loudly and ran back to stop him: "Don't implicate others if you don't want to live!"

Gao Ming was afraid that the other party would attract other alchemists, so he did not argue, so he retracted his hand. He held the "bored alchemy" that had just been thrown away by the one-armed alchemist.

It is said that it is "the useless pill, but it is actually a broken hand bone, wrapped in a black ring that testers will wear.

"Are you a tester sent by Eternal Pharmaceutical?" Gao Ming spread his palm, and the sticky black carrion sticks to the black ring: "Why do you need to use the only black ring that can prove your identity to refine the alchemy? This is the key to your communication with Eternal Pharmaceutical! Without it, the probability of your dreams will become lower."

"What immortal medicine? What tester? You think this is a dream, but I think that there is a dream over there!" The one-armed alchemist waved his only remaining arm: "I want to use hallucinations and dreams to refine the past memories as dry firewood, burn all distracting thoughts, and the empty heart is, the more the spirit is refined, the more spiritual it becomes! I cut off my arm, sacrifice my flesh and blood to melt it into the outer pill, and my body is empty and unobstructed, and the body is clearer and clearer it becomes! The spirit and form are united, and both form and spirit are wonderful!"

The one-armed alchemist was very angry. He had already said very clearly. Not only did Gao Ming not listen, he also took out his deposed alchemy: "You are trying to ruin my Taoist heart!"

Looking at the angry one-armed alchemist, the pity in Gao Ming's eyes flashed by. The other party was an outside tester like himself, but now the other party has completely lost in the spiritual temple, and has been blinded by the immortal, willing to give everything.

"It's all fallacies, you're too poisoned."

"False truth?" The one-armed alchemist snorted coldly: "You think you are sober, but you can't even find your own path. You can't ascend to the top, nor can you let go of your obsession and escape. If you don't believe in immortality, don't cultivate the true self, and don't refine immortal pills, are you going to stay here for the rest of your life to blame others?"

"A group of lunatics are still starting to gain value?"

Fu Shu spoke sarcastically, but Gao Ming waved his hand: "I have found the materials for alchemy and will leave soon. I hope my approach can bring you some touch."

"I have seen so many pretentious people like you." The one-armed alchemist waved his sleeves, and was unwilling to stop for a moment, and walked towards the huge alchemy furnace in the center of the second floor.

"I am terminally ill, and the people in this spiritual temple are beyond help." Fu Shumu sighed when he saw the one-armed alchemist stay away. "They are also pitiful people." The black ring in Gao Ming's palm was seriously damaged, leaving only the most basic functions. When the two black rings touched, Gao Ming heard the message from the one-armed alchemist in the black ring, or it was more appropriate to use the last words.

"Wife, I have found the whereabouts of our daughter. When I become a level 5 tester of Immortal Pharmaceutical, they promised to use the power of Immortal Pharmaceutical to help us find our daughter! Five years! Our family is finally reunited!" There were many messages in the Black Ring, and only a few of them could still be played normally.

"How many tasks he completed in five years before he reached the level 4 confidentiality authority. Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that Yongsheng Pharmaceutical will select some gifted children from the orphanage to participate in the experiment every year. Many of the children's disappearances are related to Yongsheng Pharmaceutical." Fu Shu said expressionlessly: "Let the murderer help find the murderer, and in the end he can only find death."

The memories in the Black Ring and the Black Ring have been abandoned by the one-armed alchemist and thrown away as a useless pill. He is not careless about his lost daughter. Perhaps because he is very worried and anxious, he is willing to give his most precious thing to exchange for the opportunity to "ascend to the Immortal Palace". He wants to leave, but he wants to leave too much.

"The Spiritual Temple has formulated a brand new rule. The more people obey, the stronger the rule will become. If you want to destroy the Spiritual Temple, you can only do the opposite." Gao Ming looked at the wriggling and rotting black substances, and looked at the faces that fell into it. At this time, he was more like a **** than the statue of God, with despair, sadness and pity scattered in his eyes.

Unlocking the rope on his body, Gao Ming threw Fu Shu to Bai Huang.

"What are you going to do?! Take me with you! We agreed to go out together!" Fu Shu was even more nervous than Gao Ming and shouted anxiously: "Don't force me to come and find you! I'm not at ease with the others!"

No matter how Fu Shu said Hua, Gao Ming did not look back, but just told Bai Huang: "Look at him."

As soon as he stepped into the alchemy room wrapped in dark and viscous substance, Gao Ming felt as if his hands were grabbing his calves. The ground was no longer hard, and it seemed to have become a bottomless quagmire.

Everything is rotting, everything is stinking, and the waste discharged from the alchemy furnace seems to be the worst things in the deep dream. They have no use, they will only destroy, bring diseases, and spread panic.

They seem to be the most terrifying poison, the most sinister monster, and the most ruthless ghost.

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His body began to sink, but Gao Ming still did not look back. The virtual images of the past and future gods appeared in his eyes. He saw the things hidden under the black matter.

The butchers threw the "waste materials" in their bodies here, and many alchemists in Zhemeng Town threw the "waste pills" here. They let the place rot and were wiped out by the Lingguan little by little, but they forgot that these waste pills were all refined with their most precious things.

The cauldron only took away the power contained in their bodies and souls, but released the most extreme emotions and deepest memories.

"How can you become an immortal? Lingguan just wants to turn you into slaves. It does not require you to have your own thoughts or your heart full of holes." Gao Ming pulled out the butcher's pig-killing knife: "But I'm different. I'll take you to the real immortal palace to take a look."

The blade slid down from the center of the collarbone, and blood dripped with flesh-scented fragrance.

"Dream interpretation!"

(End of this chapter)