The man sat like this for a long time, like a sculpture.

I don't know if it's the restlessness of the storm in my eyes, or the lack of sitting for a long time. As the afterglow of the setting sun fell, the man's tense body suddenly began to tremble.

"Ahem······"

With this movement, his pale face began to flush and he coughed.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

First there was a light cough, followed by a series of violent coughs, as if to cough out the whole lung.

Suddenly, the man covering his mouth and coughing stiffened, carefully removed his right hand covering his mouth, and looked at his palm.

I saw a little blood stain the size of a thumb on the palm of his hand.

The blood stains were strange in color, not blood red or dark red, but pink.

If you look closely, there is no bloodstain, and in the palm of your hand, it is clearly a ball of pink meat. In the powdered meat, countless meat buds are wriggling and entangled, as if there is life, which makes people's scalp numb, which is very terrifying.

The man looked at the flesh buds in his palms, his whole body stiffened, his pupils lost focus, and he looked at them squirming in a daze. There was despair in their eyes, as if their appearance represented something else.

At this time, the man was stunned, and a faint wisp of filth in the room floated down from the roof and rushed into the man's mouth like lightning.

"Damn it!" The man's mind was lost for a moment, and then he came back to his senses slightly, and slammed his outstretched palm into a fist, as if he was afraid of being seen by anyone. At this time, the wisp of breath also completely invaded the body.

"Who!" The ugly man suddenly realized something, raised his head sharply, and looked overhead.

On the beam of the cultivation room, except for the faint spiritual light that spread out a little bit, there was nothing at the moment.

The man's eyes were suppressed with madness, and when the cold light flickered, he wanted to get up and investigate something carefully. But before he could move, his complexion changed suddenly, and his breath fluctuated even more violently.

As his breath fluctuated, the few pieces of flesh and blood in his originally thin body began to squirm spontaneously, as if they were scrambling to escape from his body.

This sudden, unnormal outbreak of pollution caught the man off guard, and the repression became very difficult.

What made his face even more ugly was that this outbreak was obviously abnormal, and there seemed to be an extra kind of pollution in his body, and they were constantly fighting at the moment, all trying to pollute him and make him completely insane.

When the man was desperately suppressing the madness in his eyes, a thousand meters away, Wang Zijia, who was sitting on the side of the road and taking a nap, suddenly opened his eyes. Glancing in that direction, he lingered no longer and turned to leave.

He originally planned to find out the bottom first, but when he manipulated the clay and escaped into the hospital, he found that although the other party's cultivation was very high, he was already on the verge of losing control, let alone discovering him, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the changes in the outside world.

Therefore, Wang Zijia made a temporary decision and tried to plant demons.

As for whether it succeeds or not, it depends on the situation.

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Wang Zijia quickly got up and left, but after only a few steps, his face changed.

Not only did he not succeed in cultivating demons immediately this time, but the mana in his body suddenly began to be consumed violently at this moment, which was a situation that had never appeared before when he tested Bai Qian's body.

In the dark, he felt that a mad, evil, chaotic inexplicable thing was fighting with him for control of the transcendent properties in Du Kang's body, and they were all trying to contaminate it into its own shape.

In that consciousness and Wang Zijia's tug-of-war, there are still some doubts, as if wondering why they are the same pollution, but they can't merge, with the difference between you and me, the awe is clear.

Because of this, Wang Zijia felt for the first time what an evil power the pollution of his spiritual root demon was.

Wang Zijia walked quickly towards his yard, and at the same time turned over his hand and found two magic coins, constantly replenishing the mana that was constantly losing in his body.

Fortunately, Du Kang, the original owner of the body, seems to hate another pollution even more, and it may be that he is not crazy when he feels the new power.

Therefore, because of the battle between the two kinds of pollution, he obviously discovered the power of the spiritual root demon that had infiltrated his body, but he did not stop it, and even deliberately let him go, treating him as another force, and working together to suppress the pollution in his body that had already eroded a lot of the extraordinary characteristics of the spiritual root.

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More than an hour later, Wang Zijia in the cultivation room suddenly shook his whole body and opened his eyes with surprise.

"It's done!"

According to the feeling in the dark, Wang Zijia felt that he was reluctant to win and initially controlled the spiritual root of another person, and in surprise, he no longer hesitated, and his heart moved decisively.

Sure enough, the red copper weight emerged, and with Wang Zijia's consciousness, he came to a familiar and unfamiliar sea of chaotic knowledge.

With his thoughts, a large number of weights suddenly appeared in the originally empty chaos.

Among the black and white weights, there is a huge blood-red weight, which is particularly conspicuous.

Weights: Evil element pollution

Status: Contaminating

Value: 3214

Introduction: The source pollution left behind by the weak and small lives on the occasion of their demise. The death of the old iniquity is also the rebirth of the new iniquity, and life and death are reckless, and there is no way to cut them off. This kind of reproduction, which comes at the cost of one's life, is the most vicious curse in the world.

"Gollum!"

Looking at the blood-red weight the size of half a fist, Wang Zijia subconsciously swallowed and spit, very greedy.

No wonder this time I obviously felt the competition, the emotional other party was not polluted by ordinary, and its spiritual root had extraordinary characteristics, and it had already become the embryo of a new sin.

With difficulty, he looked away and looked at his weight.

Compared with Wang Zijia's previous unlearned and unskilled body, the other party is simply a typical monk, Wang Zijia sorted out for a long time before he initially cleaned up a panel of information.

Name: Du Kang

Cultivation for: [Tongzi] late stage

Path: 98 years (19539/20000, retrogression of pollution impact)

Spiritual Root: Superior Spiritual Root (Third Class)

Exercises: Wanyu Code (including children's chapter, sacrificial wine chapter, two products)

Spells: Rune Paper Making (Dacheng), Rune Control (Dacheng), Rune Replica (Dacheng), Basic Swordsmanship (Dacheng), Rune Sword (Dacheng)

Spiritual Material Smelting (Xiaocheng 1563/3000)······

Looking at the panel that is richer than himself, Wang Zijia is a little greedy, but unfortunately he can't steal it for himself.

Judging from the situation of the other party's spell matching, this person has obviously begun to prepare for the promotion of sacrificial wine before, if it weren't for the pollution and delay for twenty years, maybe what kind of cultivation is now!

Especially the other party's Taoism, the whiteboard breakthrough, the hundred-year Taoism should be capped at 10,000 yuan, but the other party is capped at 20,000.

Two hundred is worth a year's Dao practice, which is obviously the result of refining mana, which means that his chances of breaking through the sacrificial wine are much higher than that of ordinary monks.

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