MTL - Devil Seeds-Chapter 4 If you want to become an ancestor, you have to give up a knife (for Yi Luoqian)
Chapter 4 If you want to become a patriarch, you have to be willing to sacrifice a knife (adding more rewards for Yi Luo Qianqiu Wanqiu!)
"Look again! Look again, what if... what if it's not worth it?" Xie Ying suddenly became very entangled in his heart.
He expects that this is a real magical skill, which can bring him supreme power.
And a little afraid that this is true, full of magic, making him unable to control his desires, making certain decisions that go against his heart.
"Add one, add one, add one, add one to the magic value..." In Ke Xiaoliang's ears, pleasant voices kept coming.
Although the amount is small, the staying power is enough!
The scroll gradually unfolded.
On the blank scroll surface, a line of large characters slowly emerged: "If you don't meet the cultivation requirements, please return to the previous page and read carefully."
Xie Ying retorted subconsciously: "I don't read the real chapter, how can I be sure whether I want to practice?"
The text on the blank scroll changed, and it actually responded to him.
"Practice if you like, or get out if you don't practice!"
Xie Ying was speechless to refute.
"From the palace... or women's clothing?"
"No! No women's clothes, women's clothes can't go back, from the palace... That's right! I can go from the palace, as long as some black blood intermittent glue, I can put things back after I practice the magic skills. Before the magic skills are perfect , the big deal is to ban female **** first, and put things in the ice jade box for safekeeping, there will be no problem... from the palace!"
"After I cut this knife, I will become the master of the Ten Demon Sects, or become a giant of the Demon Dao in the future. All the efforts at this moment will be worthwhile." Xie Ying kept persuading herself.
On Ke Xiaoliang's side, the magic value jumped even faster.
Taking out a short knife from his pocket, Xie Ying unbuttoned his trousers, stood by the pool, looked at the next inch of his bare belly, his expression kept changing.
Finally, he closed his eyes, slashed cruelly, and slashed down hard.
Uh... ah!
Amidst the screams of pain, Xie Ying kept rolling his body, hugging his stomach and struggling.
The dark red blood flowed down the thighs into the cold pool, staining the surface of the water red.
Profuse in sweat, Xie Ying, with a pale face, struggled and squirmed, reaching out to grab the scroll.
But the scroll rolled away by itself, and on the blank page spread out, a line appeared scribbled, as if for some reason, trembling characters: "Congratulations, you are only a little bit away from success, a little bit of hard work , a little bit of accumulation, a little bit of growth, and a little bit of waiting. Those who can ruthlessly swing their swords from the palace will surely achieve a great career. You have already understood the true meaning of success and strength, come on ! Work hard! I am optimistic about you... the brave chicken-cutting boy."
Xie Ying clogged her throat with a gloom, but didn't hold it back, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.
"The magic value has arrived... one hundred and two!" Ke Xiaoliang's self-made system prompt sounded very cheerfully.
"Breakthrough the upper limit? He won't become an idiot!" Ke Xiaoliang thought gloatingly.
However, Xie Ying, who had passed out in a coma, slowly disappeared in the gourd world, as if his soul had returned to his own body.
"Sloppy! You shouldn't have let him despair so early. You should spend more time catching him." Ke Xiaoliang scratched his head, lamenting his lack of experience.
On the attic on the other side, Xie Ying slowly opened his heavy eyes in a trance, exhausted.
"Is it a dream?" Xie Ying touched her belly subconsciously.
There, the things that prove his identity as a man are still alive.
This made Xie Ying let out a long breath, his heart relaxed, and his numb soul greatly reduced his spirituality at the moment. He didn't realize that there was something wrong with him, and he didn't even think about whether there was something behind it. eccentric.
"Why does it feel numb and cool, is it an illusion?" Xie Ying shook his head, as if to escape, thinking that he was thinking too much.
In the small courtyard, Ke Xiaoliang, who was summarizing what he had learned, already had a happy face.
Just harvesting Xie Ying alone, he has a total of 482 points... close to 500 points of magic points.
As long as one more practitioner like Xie Ying is harvested, there will be no problem in completing the activation of the magic seed in the remaining time.
"I have to dig up more leeks."
"But if you want to pull the soul of an outsider into the gourd world, you have to get the soul breath of the other party. It doesn't mean that you can pull whoever you want. Unless I activate the magic seed, unlock the whisper of the magic voice, and get the The ability to sneak into other people's consciousness and dreams. However, after the demon seed is activated, the ability obtained is random. The initially activated demon seed is just a branch of several major skills. Although each has its own uniqueness, it is also considered weak and pathetic. It is useless to count on the supernatural powers of the demons to cooperate with the gourd world." Ke Xiaoliang thought.
"Try it, can you bring it out if you create something in the gourd world?" Ke Xiaoliang continued to experiment.
First of all, what he chose to bring out from Huzhongjie was the self-made system panel and supporting voice broadcast capabilities.
Although this thing looks like a sand sculpture.
But there are still practical functions.
In addition to helping Ke Xiaoliang to collect statistics at all times, he has a more complete and comprehensive understanding of his own abilities.
The biggest effect is... cool!
Growing in obscurity, how can it be fun to see growth all the time?
Why are system texts so popular?
Isn't it because of growth and progress that you can see and feel it, and you can use the system to explain everything that doesn't make sense?
To Ke Xiaoliang's surprise, his self-made system panel and voice broadcast were all brought out easily.
Consumed less than ten magic points in total.
For Ke Xiaoliang who just made a fortune, of course it was just a small expense.
"It should be because this thing is only visible and audible to me personally, and its existence is not complicated. Externally, there is almost no interference or influence." Ke Xiaoliang thought.
After that, a steel knife was made in the gourd world, and it was brought out of the gourd world.
Consumes 20 magic points.
This is a bit painful.
"Sure enough, although the steel knife is ordinary, it is real and can affect the outside world. Therefore, it will consume more magical points."
"If I want to use the gourd to make magic weapons and elixir, I'm afraid that the more powerful and effective it is, the more expensive it will be to bring out the required magic value. In comparison, maybe it's better for me to use it directly Other methods are obtained from the outside world.”
For the Ten Demon Sect monks, the magic value is the foundation of practice.
After the devil seed is conceived, the magic value will not only be useless, but will occupy a more important position in practice.
Whether it is the further growth of the demon seed, or the deep digging and advancement of unlocking 'skills', it needs to be fed with magic value.
It can be said that the magic value is not enough.
The most important thing is that this thing is very personal and almost untradable.
It also means that the magical value cannot be obtained through commercial operations, or robbery and coercion.
When the first ray of light from the sky fell into Ke Xiaoliang's small courtyard.
Ke Xiaoliang has squandered most of the magical points he obtained.
In his hand, there were ten more black blood symbols.
"The blood talisman that can be directly activated by the true energy of the demon gate, the fellow sects in the city should like it very much!"
"Whether you can cut more leeks depends on this wave!" Ke Xiaoliang held a stack of talismans, twisted his buttocks in the small courtyard, and moved his steps carefully, avoiding himself, as if dancing in a square dance. It took five minutes to set various traps before walking through the small yard to the door.
Stepping out of the courtyard, Ke Xiaoliang went straight to the commercial street in the center of the city.
(end of this chapter)
