In the next period of time, Zuo Zhicheng practiced martial arts during the day, stored various attacks and props in virtual spaces, supervised the reconstruction of the manor, and commanded the construction of shops, restaurants, and inns.

Zuo Zhicheng was in his continuous accumulation of Taoism and martial arts. The Taoism had not improved for the time being. He mainly practiced continuously, and then Xu Hongfei collected life clusters everywhere for him.

In terms of martial arts, he has been silently accumulating, and it seems that he can break through to the Dharma phase in just one step, and the difference is an opportunity.

For manors and various businesses, he only needs to give a little advice and let all parties know their attitude. After all, with his current strength and prestige, doing these things is completely supported by all parties.

There is also Jiang Qing's training, which is also progressing steadily every day. Her body strength is already perfect. She takes spiritual energy fruit every day and learns Beipeng Chutian Style. She is also a mid-to-high martial arts and moves of other Tianhe Sects and Hell Gate. Although her body strength cannot be compared with Zuo Zhicheng, it has reached an orange-yellow intensity of 15%, which is also considered to be a medium-to-high level among ordinary masters.

Ayue and Zhu Bang are still undergoing rehabilitation training every day. In addition to practicing during the day, Xu Hongfei needs to help Zuo Zhicheng collect his life at night. Sun Feibai rushed to the construction site and started the work of working hard every day and constantly making steel and forging iron.

As for Ji Nanxian and Ye Shi, they were all sent out by Zuo Zhicheng to strangle bandits and pirates everywhere. Martial arts are not as good as Taoist techniques. It requires fighting and fighting again and again, constantly increasing experience and will.

What remains are the matter of the Hell Soul-Washing Sutra and the three undead people. After the Hell Soul-Washing Sutra failed in Qin Kexin, Zhou Ge, the descendant of the former prince, has now become an idiot. The two of them came to Shen An'an's hands together and became the best experimental materials.

The remaining Zhao Erze has the strength of a master of human nature. However, after two failures, Zuo Zhicheng's experience and control have also become much stronger, but he saw hope of success in the other party.

That night, in Zuo Zhicheng's basement, the blind swordsman Zhao Er was standing in front of him with blood all over his body. The birth butcher who killed his brother at the age of 12 and who had killed his parents and lived a dark life in the Killer Tower since he was young. At this moment, he looked like a little white rabbit in front of Zuo Zhicheng, with a look of fear on his face.

"You! What did you do to me!"

Zuo Zhicheng opened his five fingers and aimed at Zhao Er's direction. With a slight movement of his fingertips, he saw Zhao Er who was standing slowly stretching out one of his hands, aiming his fingertips at his heart, and stabbed him in a flash. He directly pierced his heart.

Zhao Er groaned and vomited blood from his mouth, but neither his hands nor his feet were at this moment. Even though the chains on his body had been untied, he couldn't even move, let alone attacking Zuo Zhicheng in front of him.

And under his skin, the bones wrapped in his muscles had been completely replaced by ink bones, and they all turned into black bones.

These bones are regenerated and constructed at will under Zuo Zhicheng's manipulation, so that Zhao Er can't even move.

This is another result of Zuo Zhicheng's experiment during this period. Although the exoskeleton armor on the Pluto Snake has been gradually improved, it is impossible to compare with an immortal like Zhao Er in front of him. He can have an immortal body, no matter how Zuo Zhicheng is trying, he will never die.

Zuo Zhicheng used the ability of ink bones on him. Replacing the other party's bones, there was no need to worry about any risks. He could also imprison the other party and attack the other party's spirit.

Next, Zuo Zhicheng kept controlling the other party to do various things, suppressing Zhao Er both spiritually and physically, causing a double blow to him.

As he continued to hit and torture, Zuo Zhicheng suddenly took action and slashed Zhao Er's forehead with a palm. Just as he slashed with one palm, the black bone suddenly pierced out of his palm, directly piercing into the other's brain, and connected with the other's bones.

The next moment, boundless bone spurs pierced out from Zhao Er's body. These bone spurs pierced Zhao Er's skin, muscles, and internal organs, piercing huge holes in his body, and he seemed to have turned into a cactus.

Endless pain came from all over his body, and a shrill scream came from Zhao Er's mouth.

At the same time, just as his spirit reached its lowest point, a mysterious force that seemed to stir the time of heaven and earth into a circle came to his mind.

The experience of reincarnation for generations appeared in his mind. At this moment, he seemed to have experienced thousands of reincarnations and countless lives. His mind was chaotic but extremely clear.

On Zuo Zhicheng's side, the power of his mind was fully activated according to the method of the Hell Soul-washing Sutra, confusing the other party's memory and subjective consciousness with all his strength, turning black and white, and messing with the memory. He could feel that Zhao Er's power of resistance was countless times weaker than the previous few times. His power of his mind swept over the other party's consciousness effortlessly and occupied a vast territory in an instant.

The other party's thoughts, memories, judgments, and emotions were all in front of him at this moment. In front of Zhao Er, he seemed to have become a god who controls the other party's cycle of life and death.

‘No wonder the people at Hell Gate worship Hell Hell, and there is indeed such artistic conception in it.’

Just now, Zuo Zhicheng's eyes flashed before him, and a voice suddenly appeared in his ears. It seemed to be a conversation, a memory.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Mirage Sect, an interesting killer, are you here to deal with me?"

"Someone asked me to kill you, and it was a very high price."

Zuo Zhicheng's heart thundered: "Is this Zhao Er's memory? It's actually in the deepest part of consciousness, or is it about the Mirage Sect? This is the scene when they first met?"

As he spoke, the evil voice of Mirage Sect came again, and there were colorful images. Because Zhao Er was completely blind, there was no record of the image in his memory.

"Yeah, I'm curious, what price did I get?"

"Well...when? My sword..."

"Haha, interesting heart view, do you want to see the light?"

"What is light?"

The next moment, the boundless light appeared in front of Zuo Zhicheng, and a figure composed of light slowly fell from the sky. Zuo Zhicheng understood that this was the scene Zhao Er saw at that time. A blind man, who had been a blind guy since he was born to now, saw the light for the first time.

In the light, a sacred figure said, "Would you like to be my subordinate? Work for me, fight for me, and sacrifice everything for me."

"I do, my master."

In my memory, a black shadow that was pitch black, as ugly as an earthworm curled up, lowered its head, and crawled at the foot of the Guangren. (To be continued...)
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