Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 47 The head of Qin may become the biggest loser

The large amount of information made Bai Bing a little confused for a while.

Mental pollution?

Mental resistance?

"Senior sister." Bai Bing looked at the corpses on the ground, his eyes gradually becoming serious: "Senior sister, did you really not see anything?"

"Like, some corpses or something?"

Have it?

Zhao Hongxue frowned, a red light appeared in her eyes, she used her spiritual sense to sense it, but still shook her head.

"For example, what are you stepping on?" Bai Bing lowered his head and reminded again.

Zhao Hongxue looked at the rotten face beneath her feet, which belonged to an unknown parasitic host. Half of the face had rotted, turned black, moldy, and emitted a foul odor.

She raised her head and looked at Bai Bing again, with a caring look on her face.

"This is a piece of moss."

This expression is so familiar to Bai Bing, just like how he cares for his mentally retarded fellow disciple who has a bug-faced face.

Although she didn't say anything, it seemed like she had said everything.

Bai Bing fell into deep thought.

He felt that either he had to calm down or the whole world needed to calm down.

No, pollution resistance?

Bai Bing suddenly thought of the two messages reported by the system just now.

He vaguely remembered that from the day he traveled through time, the system had said that once the brain was infected by parasites, certain strange changes would occur, such as physical alienation, cognitive distortion, etc.

Is not being able to see the corpses all over the ground a manifestation of cognitive distortion?

So, in this way, I have acquired "pollution resistance" because I can resist this kind of mental pollution, so I can see things that ordinary people cannot see?

That means that I have been living in the illusion created by Qingyun Sect?

As the ideas gradually became clearer in his mind, Bai Bing became more and more shocked.

The empty square suddenly became very lively.

He was shivering all over.

"I do feel that there is something wrong with my body." Zhao Hongxue said suddenly.

As she spoke, she suddenly unbuttoned the collar under her neck, revealing her fair neck.

this!

Bai Bing was shocked, "Sister, what are you doing taking off your clothes?"

This problem is quite big!

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Hongxue looked down, "I feel that the power of the parasite is fading, as if something important is being lost."

Along her neck, she could see her collarbone, and Bai Bing also saw that there were black lines squirming under her skin. They were sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, and occasionally exposed her body, like a snake.

However, these creeping trajectories are downward, towards the Dantian, and the black lines formed by the movement gradually disappear.

Some of the scales on her body that had been eroded by parasites were rapidly degenerating and disappearing.

Her eyes were bright again, no longer dull and indifferent. The last time she saw this was when she suffered from a parasite outbreak and faced the end of her road.

It was as if something inside her collapsed instantly.

Is it the power of blood?

"The situation mentioned by the sect leader has taken effect." Zhao Hongxue said.

There was no joy or sadness on her face. The sect master allowed her to fall and forcibly cut off the Qingyun Sect's bloodline, which resulted in her present situation.

But even so, Qingyun Sect is still there, but Tiandiqing is almost gone.

How long can you live this time?

"Junior brother, how do you feel?" Zhao Hongxue asked.

"Junior brother?"

She asked again.

She noticed that Bai Bing had been silent for a while, and his whole person had an indescribable weirdness.

It was as if there was something scary behind him, staring at her.

The feeling of oppression was getting stronger and stronger, making her uneasy.

"Sister."

Bai Bing thought for a while and asked: "I am thinking about a question. The old sect leader has the core bloodline of Qingyun Sect. Now that he is dead, has the core bloodline disappeared, or will it be transferred to other people?"

Zhao Hongxue frowned, this question was a bit difficult to answer, "The Taoist has done some research on this, and he said that the Qingyun Sect seems to have the only true blood, which is always found in the strongest person.

Taoists call this strongest person the King of Insects. Once the King of Insects is born, it will suppress the entire ethnic group.

Once this suppression disappears, new true blood will appear, is it Qin Sheng?"

Thinking of this, her heart became even heavier. Qin Sheng, who was in the Nascent Soul realm alone, could not be dealt with by the entire world. Now that he had the only advantage of true blood, he would be even more difficult to deal with.

She didn't even know what to do next.

As for the previous promises with the old sect leader, those were secondary. She never thought that Bai Bing could solve the causal entanglement between Qingyun Sect and Tiandiqing.

Or do you want to go far away?

"Junior brother, leave quickly while there is no one around," she said.

Some of the disciples who escaped from the Immortal Suppression Tower just now have returned, and they must have brought in reinforcements.

Out of the same sect, she should have killed him casually, but now was not the time.

Bai Bing said nothing. He silently took out the last parasite inhibitor, pointed it at his arm, and stabbed it in.

From beginning to end, his face was expressionless.

Only he can see inside his body.

hiss!

A parasite with black scales all over its body and numerous spikes on its claws curled up on his abdomen.

It remained the same sincerely and was always eating slowly. The difference was that with the injection of the inhibitor, it also took a sip.

Feeling that the taste was not right, he let out a provocative neigh!

It seems that it is also full of cruelty and pleasure in avenging a great enemy!

[The parasite has undergone an unknown mutation and the inhibitor has lost its effectiveness!]

[The parasite has undergone an unknown mutation and the inhibitor has lost its effectiveness!]

…

"Junior brother, what's wrong?"

Zhao Hongxue frowned and waved her hand in front of Bai Bing's eyes.

Bai Bing raised his head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, looking a little melancholy and indifferent.

The sun shines on the side of his face, let alone, he is really handsome.

Zhao Hongxue lost consciousness for a moment.

Finally, Bai Bing spoke and said coldly: "Damn you, Qin Sheng, you are such a loser."

Zhao Hongxue: "???"

"Let's go." Bai Bing sighed, and as soon as his feet moved, his figure disappeared.

Such an easy burst of speed did not allow Zhao Hongxue, who was in the late Jindan realm, to see clearly.

But she always felt that Bai Bing seemed to have changed somewhere.

I always feel like I can see the shadow of the sect leader.

Where is it?

…

Hundreds of miles away.

Deep in the jungle.

The black fog is disappearing.

It was like a huge stomach that swallowed up the forest, and when it spit it out again, the branches and leaves rotted and turned into a dead gray color.

There are many corpses on the ground, as well as many swords, magic weapons, etc.

There are also some broken heads with tooth marks, blood-stained eyes, and wrinkled human skin.

There was fear and despair on his face, as if he had seen something terrible before he died.

As the black mist disappeared, all the things it had digested were spit out.

Wherever the black mist covers, there is no life left.

There are only two survivors.

One of them was wearing tattered white clothes, his hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and his eyes were cold.

Another big caterpillar was covered in black-green mucus and made a hissing sound, like stinky tofu just fished out of a frying pan.

"Where's the bloodline?" the young man in white asked.

The big green insect said in an embarrassed voice, "He actually destroyed his own bloodline."

How can this be?

Qin Sheng never expected that things would turn out like this.

You would rather ruin the future of Qingyun Sect than pass on your bloodline to me?

Not even your direct disciple Zhao Hongxue?

Why am I, Qin Sheng, inferior to you, that I can take things to such a decisive level?

Do you know how much effort I have put into making Qingyun Sect stronger?

Do you know how badly our Qingyun Sect was bullied by those evil cultivators?

Or, on the surface, you have never turned against me, but in fact, you have already taken refuge in evil cultivators?

Evil cultivation, evil cultivation again!

Why!

You old thing!

The whole world seemed to feel the anger of the big caterpillar, as black mist filled the air, formed, and once again enveloped everything.

"Where's the bloodline?"

The young man pointed at the holes in his clothes and the scratches on his face, with his nostrils pointing towards the big caterpillar.

"Where's the bloodline? Where's the bloodline? Let me ask you, where's the bloodline you want to share with me?" His voice was gentle, but he asked again and again.

"Shut up!"

The big green insect roared, the heaven and earth shook, black mist rolled in, and everything twisted and deformed, just like his face.

The rotting forest turned into a giant with snarling teeth and claws, while the corpses and insects on the ground turned into stones and weeds.

Everything is real, illusory, and indistinguishable.

"Don't use these little tricks on me." The young man waved his hand. The wind blew and the black mist disappeared.

Instead, a thick black cloud enveloped the sky.

The big green insect's eyes were stern. Although the old guy was extremely bad, his cultivation was beyond his reach. He couldn't use the insect domain to hurt the person in front of him, not to mention that he was seriously injured.

"Where's the bloodline?" the young man asked lightly.

"The bloodline is fucking gone!" the big green insect roared angrily, "Can you stop asking all the time? I'll just find a way to compensate you! If you attack me now, it won't be of any use!"

The young man thought for a while and said, "That's right. How can you compensate me?"

Today, in order to resist the insect realm, his vitality was severely damaged. The most unacceptable thing was that he had a scratch on his face.

"I still have true blood," Qin Sheng said coldly: "After he dies, I will be the only person in power of Qingyun Sect. You should know what this means."

The young man moved, and he naturally knew what was special about the Qingyun Sect's bloodline. Even if the sect master's bloodline was gone, Qin Sheng's bloodline would be sublimated.

At least, it's better than nothing.

"Well, so where is your only true blood?" the young man asked.

"Of course it is"

The big caterpillar sneered, and after a moment of awareness, its smile froze.

"Me, where is my only true blood?"

…

(End of chapter)