MTL - Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System-Chapter 118 on the opposite side of the world

Ancestor Nanxuan said:

"I told you before that parasites have no intellect, and they must rely on human intellect to be counted as a monk.

Once a person's intellect collapses, it will go mad, the weak will become wandering souls, the strong will become worms, and the stronger will become a forbidden area like the land of the dead.

This is a symbiotic relationship, but there are two paths in front of you, one is the orthodox cultivator, and the other is the evil cultivator.

If you follow the orthodox path of cultivating immortals, you must give up resistance to parasites, allowing it to completely contaminate and distort your mind. A monk who takes this path will become a parasite puppet, but without worrying about parasite resuscitation, he can live for many years until he ascends or dies.

If you take the path of evil cultivation, it means that your own intelligence is fighting against parasites. With this kind of cultivation, you can fight for a long time and maintain a delicate balance.

But as the strength increases, this balance will be extremely dangerous. Once broken, either you will die or I will die.

Especially the resuscitators after the Nascent Soul period are the worst.

His body was completely assimilated by the parasite. At this moment, he has nothing but spiritual wisdom. Once he uses his true cultivation, this spiritual wisdom will be completely dissipated.

At that time, he will turn into a terrifying insect domain and destroy everything, including himself. "

Bai Bing thought for a while.

"That is to say, after the Nascent Soul Stage, the evil cultivator has only one chance to make a move? Once he makes a move, it means death?"

Isn't this a disposable weapon?

Ancestor Nanxuan sneered, "So you can understand why those ancestor-level figures always stay in the pavilion and rarely take action?

The level of identity is only one aspect, on the other hand, maybe because he is an evil cultivator! "

Bai Bing suddenly thought of Daoist Red Lotus.

When the Taoist killed Qin Sheng at the time, he sacrificed himself and perished together, and took out a terrifying parasite...

Ancestor Nanxuan said: "When I slaughtered the world back then, I had the idea of ​​perishing together. How could I know that those opponents were too strong, they restrained the recovery of my wormland, and kept my wit.

But there won't be a second chance like this. If I take action, it will turn to ashes. "

After Bai Bing heard it, she was silent for a long time.

Ancestor Nanxuan smiled and said, "Afraid? Are you desperate?"

"Despair is right, I was the same back then.

Every inch of your body is eroded by parasites, everything you have is its... Can you feel this feeling? "

Bai Bing thought for a while and comforted: "It's not that bad... Don't you still have a dog head?"

"..."

Ancestor Nanxuan was very angry when he heard it. The point was that it sounded quite reasonable.

That's why the head hasn't been eroded yet.

"I hope you can always remain so optimistic." The ancestor snorted coldly.

Bai Bing took a deep breath, "I've decided."

"Have you decided where to go? Your sect is gone."

"Who said no." Bai Bing shook his head, "I'll build one myself."

Ancestor Nanxuan: "..."

Bai Bing pondered: "I want to build a sect that will recruit evil cultivators from all over the world. I have already thought about the name and location.

The name is Tianxie Sect, and the location...let's choose Qingyun Sect.

I heard that the place is still being sealed, just to receive a disk. "

Ancestor Nanxuan was speechless.

"Are you **** crazy? Establish a sect of evil cultivators?

Do you have connections? Do you want to slap Qianzongmeng in the face? "

There are quite a few cultists in the world, but most of them are fleeing everywhere, and they don't dare to have a base.

Not only did you choose a fixed location, but you also chose to slap Qianzongmeng in the face of a sect that you killed yourself. Do you feel impatient to live?

He even gave a **** name that wasn't a serious school at first sight.

No one has no power or money.

The most important thing is that you are going to die.

Ancestor Nanxuan couldn't spit out his old joke, but suddenly, he realized it.

"I understand, you are going to break the jar."

Bai Bing was dissatisfied, "I'm tired of hiding in the shadows, I want to stand in the sun.

You have said it yourself, if you don't break out in silence, you will die in silence.

That's right, I'm desperate, and I may die soon, but I don't want to die in a dark corner like a cockroach.

I want everyone to know that I am an evil cultivator, I am here, and I will wait for them to come.

I want to see how many people in this world are like me, and how many cultists support me.

Don't forget, I still have the last resort... I'm going to take a gamble.

Win the clubhouse tender model, lose the reincarnation and live again! "

"Are you really coming?"

Ancestor Nanxuan was silent. He didn't know what the clubhouse's tender model was, but with his knowledge, he could see through his thoughts at a glance.

"You want to take your own life... to open a way for the evil cultivator system?"

Bai Bing smiled, he walked towards the top of the mountain, his face gradually indifferent.

In winter, under the barren mountains, all the trees are withered, and the wind is very cold.

"In less than a year, I was on the verge of death three times. I never gave up, but I fell deeper and deeper.

Senior Sister Hongxue, Xiao Shou, or more strangers, including you.

What you brought me is all **** despair.

But I just don't believe it, why! "

There was a path opened by a woodcutter on the mountain. He ran along it, remembering the days when he relied on stupid methods to suppress parasites in Qingyunzong.

The icy wind poured into his ears, making him awake.

"That's right, I've had enough of this life-and-death torture."

"Don't talk to me about plans, don't talk to me about reason, I just want to live."

"Fuck you, I'm going to declare war on this world!"

Ancestor Nanxuan was shocked.

He didn't know why Bai Bing was suddenly emotional.

Could it be that his failure became the last straw that overwhelmed him?

Is he going to fight against the rules of this world?

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Everyone is shouting against the sky, but after shouting, it is not so compelling. The murder of people and treasures is getting more and more fierce.

But he could sense the courage of moths to the flames from this kid's tone.

He wants to be the pioneer of evil cultivation and cut through despair.

In darkness, in the heart of light.

Even if the body dies and the Dao disappears, he will not hesitate.

The most important thing is to call the evil cultivator into a sect of the righteous way.

This touched the heartstrings of Ancestor Nanxuan.

"You're like this, you're an enemy in the world, how do you deal with it?"

Bai Bing puzzled: "Isn't there a senior for you?"

"..."

Ancestor Nanxuan was silent. He had long passed the age of blood, and he was calm.

"Your proposal is indeed feasible.

I could probably sense some unusual aura before, there are many hidden evil cultivators in the Suzaku clan.

It can be estimated that there are not a few evil cultivators in the entire Thousand Sect Alliance.

Now that I recover, the Thousand Sects Alliance will definitely change, and the world's evil cultivators are ready to move. If you can really open up a new path, give them the courage to jump out.

You will set off a prairie fire, there will be followers, and there may be people secretly helping you, but I can't say for sure.

I will protect the Dao for you and give you a temporary ride to ensure that those ancestor-level figures will not dare to move their minds.

But other difficulties, you can only solve by yourself. "

Bai Bing smiled, "Okay."

He turned and left. From today, he will walk out of the darkness and stand in the light.

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