Chapter 15: A Cruel World
"The ghost old man is dead!"
"What a scary boy!"
"Good...... It's scary! ”
The prisoners stared at Pang Xiao in horror, in their eyes, Pang Xiao just spit out a mouthful of blood to solve the terrifying ghost old man, it was too terrifying.
The ghost old man is a legend to them.
These prisoners are already all the most vicious prisoners in Fengyue City, this prison is a special prison, and the ghost old man is the best among them. All they knew was that the old ghost man had been here one day long ago. When they came in, the old man was there. When they came in again, the old ghost was still there.
The prisoners in the prison all know that the ghost old man is very strong, and no one dares to mess with him.
And now, this legend actually died at the hands of a teenager!
The prisoners subconsciously crowded in the corner, not daring to make a sound.
Seeing that this group of prisoners was shocked, Pang Xiao took advantage of the fact that he had not completely collapsed, and reluctantly came to the corpse of the ghost old man, opened his mouth slightly, and a red light flashed from the ghost old man's body and entered Pang Xiao's mouth.
He ...... What is he doing! ”
"Something red has been sucked into his mouth!"
"Is he a demon, is he sucking other people's souls?!"
With Pang Xiao's movements, the group of prisoners panicked even more.
With the entry of that red mang, although Pang Xiao's physique did not grow, the qi cultivation technique that was not qualified at all skyrocketed wildly. Please Baidu black-rock + pavilion is our greatest support, thank you!
The qi in his body became thicker and thicker, forming a small sea of qi, and his temperament changed from being fierce and compelling to full of qi.
The formation of the sea of qi is a sign that the qi cultivation technique has reached the qualification!
At the same time, his state of detachment was also relieved by the replenishment of qi.
This is what he calculated before, although the outbreak of the Twelve Dragon Gates will lose his strength, but this ghost old man is a martial artist who is good at qigong, and his qi cultivation technique is not qualified, and the few are pitiful.
Just like when he faced Tu Hong with an ordinary body, after killing the ghost old man and absorbing his essence, his qi cultivation technique, which only cultivated a little sense of qi, would definitely skyrocket, and he also temporarily got rid of prostration.
The fact is just as he thought, after all, the Twelve Dragon Gates are physical arts, not qigong.
Physical skills are not good, he still has qigong!
"Ahem!"
Pang Xiao spurted out another mouthful of blood, that terrifying ghost hand was really hard to resist.
If he hadn't suddenly used the Twelve Dragon Gates to resist hard, and he had been supplemented by the ghost old man, he might have fainted by now.
And with the formation of the sea of qi, a small gray ball of light was still forming in his sea of qi inside the sea of qi, and not only that, but there was also a martial art that entered his mind!
"Air source, how can it be gas source! Also, the Nether Claw ......"
Pang Xiao muttered.
In the hunting for more than half a month before, Tong Li also taught him some common sense about martial artists, among which qi source is the most important.
The qi produced by the Qi cultivation technique is attributeless, and as long as the qi source is formed in the sea of qi, the attribute can be changed through the qi source and the qi with special attributes can be released.
If you want to cultivate blazing qi, you need to cultivate qi in a hot or hot place, and then form a source of qi in this area in the sea of qi, so that you can transform the qi in the sea of qi into qi of specific attributes.
And the qigong called the ghost claw, that is, the terrifying ghost hand released by the ghost old man before, is a martial art that requires a qi source!
And it's not an ordinary gas source, it's a dead gas source!
Where is the dead air?
Except for the dead man's pile and the cemetery, Pang Xiao couldn't think of anything else.
In this kind of place, the source of dead qi is raised, and after a long time, it will really be like a ghost old man, skinny as firewood, no one is a ghost, no ghost is not a ghost.
It's no wonder that this trick has an eerie feeling, and it can also cause weakness, and it seems that this is all due to death.
"But it's all cheap, I'm ......"
Such a thing that requires a lot of effort was actually easily obtained by him......
He suddenly glanced at the injury on his left chest, felt the sense of decay coming from his body, and smiled bitterly: "It's not easy." ”
There is also this Nether Ghost Claw, although I don't know what the level of this martial art is, but Pang Xiao can be sure that its level is higher than that of the Twelve Dragon Gates.
The first is the qi source, even in Tianwu Academy, the formation of the qi source is very rare, and it is an advantage that only senior students have. And for ordinary people, it is even more difficult.
This is still a normal gas source, and the environment required by a more advanced gas source is even more important.
Dead gas should be a more advanced gas source.
As for the ghost claw, although I don't know where the ghost old man got it from, but the martial arts that require the cooperation of death qi must not be too low. And this level of subtlety, at least B-grade, or even A-grade!
"Did this man spend thirty years for both......
Pang Xiao glanced at the corpse of the ghost old man again, and a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes.
The essence of thirty years of hard work was taken away by him.
And after such a long period of hard work, it is actually not comparable to a teenager who has only been formally cultivating for more than half a month, although that person is himself......
Talent is so important. In this world, it is not hard work that pays attention to, but talent.
If it weren't for the bloodline ability to absorb the essence of others, Pang Xiao would have given up his dream of being a martial artist and went to work honestly. Either he will be like this ghost old man, or like Tu Hong, he will work hard all his life, but in the end he will find that he is still not as good as a teenager.
The ghost old man wants to kill the genius, Pang Xiao can understand.
The world is so cruel......
"I can't change the world, so I can only obey the world until one day, the world can turn with me...... When the time comes, maybe I'll give you back hope. ”
Pang Xiao leaned down, stretched out his hand to close the eyes of this head that had been beaten deformed but still dead, and sighed.
Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to recuperate.
And the group of prisoners, not daring to disturb him in the slightest, could only huddle in the corner, not daring to move.
When Pang Xiao woke up again, his physical strength was immediately restored, although the injury on his chest was still there, but it was not a big deal.
Pang Xiao's gaze swept over the group of prisoners, the group of prisoners who were knocked down by him had already woken up, and they were curled up with the other prisoners, and their expressions were a little tired.
Seeing Pang Xiao open his eyes, there was obviously some commotion among the prisoners.
"You, tell me, how long has it been."
Pang Xiao suddenly pointed to a person and asked.
"Huh? Me, me? ”
The prisoner was frightened by Pang Xiao's finger, and quickly replied, "Poor...... It's almost noon, and we all eat at noon, and that's the only meal we have a day. ”
Pang Xiao was arrested last night, but now it is noon, as if he has slept for a day.
He stood up, moved his body, looked at the group of cowering prisoners, and frowned: "Don't be afraid, as long as you don't mess with me, I won't do anything to you." ”
If it weren't for the pervert who was blind before, Pang Xiao would not have vented his anger on these people. And the purpose of shocking them was achieved, and Pang Xiao naturally relaxed a little.
Hearing his words, the prisoners thought for a moment and then moved cautiously. They spent the whole night in a panic, for fear that Pang Xiao would not be able to storm and slaughter them all, so they didn't dare to sleep.
Now that Pang Xiao spoke, everyone was like being amnestied, and they all ran to their beds and hurried to sleep.
"Big, big brother, this is your bed, it's the previous ...... The place where the ghost old man sleeps, this is the best place. I'll clean up ...... for you."
Some prisoners are active, and the ghost old man is dead, so Pang Xiao, who killed him, is naturally the new boss here, and he has to hurry up.
"Oh? yes, I'm sorry for you. ”
Looking at the prisoner's blank application, Pang Xiao smiled, and also understood that he couldn't be too unkind, otherwise these people would still guard themselves.
The prisoner smiled when he saw Pang Xiao, and ran to clean up excitedly.
The others were relieved to see that Pang Xiao was not so difficult to get along with, and at the same time, their eyes became hot, and they took out their treasured pipes, photos of beautiful women, or something......