Chapter Eighty-Seven: Nedan
Boom!
Zhang Ran stepped on the zombie's head with one foot, and felt a warm stream coming from it.
Sure enough, this zombie provides so much "experience", at least it is C-level, which is similar to the adult power mentioned in the script, and it is completely one heaven and one earth.
Glancing at the fragments of stumps all over the ground, Zhang Ran shook his head, if it weren't for the fact that this zombie's vitality was too strong, he wouldn't have done this.
"Damn, how did he beat that zombie to death." The staff member who was secretly observing from a distance complained.
"I can't stop it." Another staff member said, with an admiring look on his face, said, "But this person acted really well." ”
"Yes, yes, I think too. You see how natural and smooth he flew out just now, just like the real thing. ”
"Cow Pi!"
Bell bell bell!
A staff member picked up the phone, looked at it, and answered: "Hey, Professor Hu, uh-huh, it's me." ”
"What? The zombies are out! ”
On the other side, Lao Hu fell to the ground again, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground, "It's over, it's all over." ”
Another person quickly picked up the phone and asked, "What about now?" Did you catch it? How many casualties? ”
"What casualties, how many?" The staff asked puzzledly, "What about the video we make?" How can there be casualties, you can rest assured of safety. ”
"Isn't the zombie going berserk yet?" When Lao Hu heard this, he hurriedly crawled over and grabbed the phone, "Hurry up and catch the zombies, hurry, it's too late!" ”
"I'm sorry, Professor Hu, I can't catch it."
What the! Lao Hu's heart was cold.
The staff turned their heads to look at a piece of debris in the distance, and whispered, "I was accidentally killed by our actor here." ”
"Killed?" That's a C-class monster, what is carelessness? Lao Hu couldn't believe his ears.
"yes, I'm really sorry." The staff said apologetically: "Why don't you see, I'll pick up the fragments of the corpse for you and send them over?" ”
Hanging up the phone, Professor Hu and his colleagues looked at each other, "Could it be that we made a mistake?" In fact, we sent zombies? ”
.........
"Sir, I'm leaving." Ah Fei waved his hand and said, and said to the barrage: "Okay, our trip to the blade base today is over here, I'm going to go, everyone goodbye."
I'll put today's program in my space when I get back, and friends who missed it can watch the replay there. ”
Zhang Ran nodded and watched Ah Fei leave.
The staff came out at this time, cleaned up the mess, and complained to Zhang Ran twice, "Didn't you say that you wouldn't be killed?" Although this is more effective, I can't explain it to that side. ”
Zhang Ran ignored him, but his mind sank into his mind.
Just killed that zombie and brought him an unexpected gift.
"This is? Nedan? ”
Killing this zombie actually didn't help him very much, but the warm current didn't all strengthen his body, but instead gathered in the dantian of the lower abdomen, forming a round ball.
This small ball is about the size of a fingernail, and its body is milky white from top to bottom, suspended in the middle of the dantian, slowly circling, and the true qi surrounds it, just like a galaxy in the universe.
What the hell is this?
It's definitely not the Jindan realm in cultivation. If you go to Jindan, you are not a mortal person, and you have great power in every gesture, turning over the river and the sea, not a problem.
Now he is still a light year away from the so-called Jindan period.
Moreover, he didn't feel a significant increase in his strength, just something more in his mind.
It was an instinct to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, as if he already knew it, and naturally he felt that the sun had a great attraction for him.
As soon as his mind moved, Neidan floated up, almost squirting out of his throat, and he was so frightened that he hurried to stop it.
There are other people around at this time, and suddenly seeing him spit out a Neidan will cause unnecessary trouble.
Think as you go.
In myths and legends, spirits rely on the Inner Pill to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to cultivate, and every time the moon is full, it is the best time to cultivate.
That's what he acquired.
In this way, it may not be a zombie that was killed, but a zombie spirit, so it makes sense.
It's just that he wonders why he has such a great desire for sunlight, after all, most of them absorb the moonlight.
What Zhang Ran didn't know was that this zombie was originally a person, and what he got was the inheritance of the drought.
If you continue to cultivate, you will be able to become a god monster in the future.
As a result, his cultivation went wrong, and he gradually turned into a zombie, with only a little bit of sanity left.
And the drought is the most sunny thing.
As soon as the drought comes out, the red land is thousands of miles.
Nature does not reject the sunshine of the sun, but likes it very much.
Zhang Ran found a secluded place, where the sunlight just shone on, ready to experiment with this so-called swallowing sun and moon essence.
Look left and right, there is no one around, sit cross-legged.
The internal qi dragged Neidan up gradually, jumped out of his throat, and floated in the air.
Zhang Ran's mind is attached to it, as if it is a part of his body.
The sunlight sprinkled on it, Neidan slowly turned, and Zhang Ran felt surrounded by flames, like being in a furnace.
He clearly felt that a trace of scorching heat gradually seeped into Neidan's interior and joined the true qi.
At the same time, the true qi is running, and gradually under this heat, it is refined and refined.
Zhang Ran's true qi absorbed too many chaotic things, which was already very impure, but under this hot scorching, the miscellaneous qi was gradually purified, and the true qi gradually became more and more condensed.
After a cultivation, the total amount of true qi decreased by one-third, but the degree of condensation increased by half.
"That's a good thing."
Zhang Ran slowly opened his eyes, if it weren't for this, if his true qi continued to cultivate like this, sooner or later something would have problems.
Although the total amount of true qi has decreased, cultivation can always make up for it.
It's just that this cultivation with the help of sunlight, with the strength of his divine soul, can't last long, but I don't know what kind of effect it will have if it is with the help of moonlight.
Just thinking about it, suddenly, the phone vibrated and there was a new text message.
Zhang Ran picked it up and took a look: the black market team, at nine o'clock in the evening, the black market interview.
Is this a reply message to yourself, Zhang Ran put his chin on his hand and thought for a while.
He thought he wouldn't have a chance to go, but he didn't expect that at the end of this day, the leader of the so-called special operations group had not contacted him.
Why don't you check it out?
He had some itching.
Yu Ming said that he was just informing himself, maybe the work of the so-called special operations group would take several days to start, and this time should be enough for him to explore the way.