My name is Xuan Kong, and I am a ground rat, a rare species.
Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and mice give birth to burrows.
Although we ground rats are not mice, we are particularly good at digging holes. We can drill holes quickly and well, and everyone likes them.
I am the leader of the underground rat clan. Because I usually bury myself the deepest, my brothers are all envious of me, so they gave me the nickname Xiao Burian.
It's just my master who doesn't seem to like my nickname.
Like me, he has a big bald head, but I still have a few hairs, and his head is completely bald.
From this point of view, it seems to be better.
In the dead of night, I often regret. If I had known that I was going to be adopted as a spiritual pet by that bald man, I might as well have followed the rich woman in the clan.
Although she has some eccentric habits, I am a young and strong young man who can withstand the torment.
The elder has a weird temperament. Not only does he not let me call myself Xiaomi, but if I don't do what he wants, he will talk about weird things like heat stroke, chicken delivery, riverside, brother's house, etc.
Although I don’t understand it, I always feel that it’s not a good word.
Now, he threw me out, saying that he wanted me to show off my talents, face my fears with a smile, and persistence is the key to victory.
I may not be a human, but he is a real dog.
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Countless blood vessels extend vertically and horizontally, like a large bloody net, and the thick black liquid screams sharply, like a throat-tearing cry.
As soon as the cry rang out, a smooth and cold touch followed the soul's induction and quietly crawled into the Niwan Palace.
The putrid mold is like colorful flowers, blooming everywhere and taking root deeply in Niwan Palace. It is almost pitch black, and the withered black color also spreads.
Under Baizhu's gaze, in the Niwan Palace, the mold that looked like mixed flowers suddenly exploded, and things that looked like worms were about to condense out of the mold into entities.
There was a trace of purple air surrounding it, as if it was accompanied by mist.
The low murmur echoed gently, it was a tone like moist mist, the words were incoherent, even the syllables were scattered, it violently shook the soul, and tried to climb up like a snake.
"What the hell is this?"
Bai Zhu frowned slightly, and chopped down a fire dragon like a sword, instantly burning away the mold in Niwan Palace.
At the same time, the attribute panel that had been silent for a long time jumped slightly.
Attribute value...
Sure enough, killing this thing has attribute value.
Bai Zhu raised his head, and as soon as all the mold was burned out, the crazy murmurs in the Niwan Palace also disappeared.
He silently stared at the purple mist in the sky. The mist was rushing like a river, and there seemed to be a faint sound of running water.
Purple mist and attribute values...
The living corpses, human demons and even the strange heart in front of him are undoubtedly the creations of Ziwu.
Kill them to get attribute values.
He tapped his heart gently, his eyes confused for a moment.
What is purple mist? Property panel, what exactly is it?
What is the scene behind the purple mist?
When he was lost in thought, a few feet away in front of him, a sharp howl like a slaughtering pig suddenly came.
"Master! Master! Don't you care about me anymore?!"
The fat, bald boy screamed wildly, with a few strands of pitiful hair flying everywhere. He made a sound of wind and thunder under his feet, narrowly avoiding a blow in the middle.
"Something has entered my brain, wow, it's so thick! It's so big!"
Xuan Kong howled miserably again, and was violently whipped away by his blood vessels, rolling dozens of feet away.
He twisted his body and fled into the ground, refusing to show up again.
"It's here again! It's here again! Master, there seems to be something in my Niwan Palace! It's too fast! I can't do it anymore!"
Baizhu's face suddenly turned dark, and with a slight thought in his mind, a red dragon penetrated Xuan Kong's spirit from the air, burning all the mold that had taken root in the field.
"What kind of talk is this?"
With a slander, he forcibly sent the groundhog to the ground, causing him to fight with his flesh-and-blood heart.
Bai Shu watched this scene, the golden light in his eyes surged like water waves.
"Master, are you still a human being?!" In the distance, amid the sound of wind and thunder, Xuan Kong's miserable howl could be heard.
"Human beings have their limits." Bai Zhu was too lazy to pay attention to him: "Master, I don't want to be a human anymore!"
He took a few steps forward and gently pressed the shoulder of the dark-faced man with distracted eyes, helping him to disperse the murmurs in Niwan Palace.
"Are you from Beiwei?"
When Ma Luo woke up and turned around, Baizhu asked.
"Reporting to the master, the younger one is a guard."
"This ghost thing..." Bai Zhu pointed out: "Since you are from the Northern Wei, do you know what this is?"
"Master, the villain doesn't know."
The black-faced man bent his fingers, dug deeply into the ground, and said with a sad smile:
"It killed my father and fellow villagers. The villain is incompetent and can only wish to chop it with a thousand knives!"
In the blink of an eye, I just went to Tongjiang, and after returning, I was already separated between life and death.
"I'm afraid you'll have to put in more hard work in cultivating your soul."
Looking at Ma Luo who was crying, Bai Shu shook his head and sighed:
"If it weren't for your physical strength, I might not be able to support this poor monk."
The black-faced man was startled. He raised his head and was about to say something when he was interrupted by another cry of killing a pig.
Xuan Kong had already shown his original shape, like a hedgehog or a groundhog, stepping on the wind and lightning, avoiding the entanglement of blood vessels.
He waved his short hand and blasted out rows of violent air waves, making even the air tremble slightly.
It's a pity that Weird's heart doesn't move at all. If Xuan Kong hadn't been proficient in earth magic, he might have been torn apart several times.
"Master! I beg you to be a human being!"
Xuan Kong let out a stern scream, and a jade-like luster appeared on his little palm. He swung it fiercely and cut straight into an oncoming blood vessel.
It was a pity that his strength was not enough. He was not even cut through the skin of the blood vessels, but was knocked out hard by the force of the shock, and he was disgraced for a while.
"Wind and Thunder Little Escape", "Weide Zhengquan", "Big Broken Jade Hand"...
Along the way, in addition to practicing, Bai Shu also taught these martial arts to Xuan Kong.
Unfortunately, the effect seems to be unsatisfactory.
"Come back."
Bai Shu stretched out his hand to take a shot, and the blood vessels were emptied. He lifted Xuan Kong's neck and smiled.
"You should keep your original form. It's too uncomfortable to turn into a human body."
After saying that, he threw Xuan Kong on the ground.
The groundhog rolled on the spot, and the light spread all over his body, but he once again transformed into an ugly, fat boy with a bald head.
"You have eyes that don't recognize gold and jade." Xuan Kong muttered in a low voice: "Sir, give up. In terms of beauty, you are no match for me."
Although Baizhu heard Honghuo talking to himself, he didn't bother to pay attention to him.
When Xuan Kong was fighting with the strange heart, he used his Shura Eyes to secretly explore it several times, and found that there was nothing vital about the creation in front of him.
Its whole body is composed of chaotic flesh and blood, arranged in irregular shapes vertically and horizontally.
In its depths, the purple air is dense.
"If you looked like an octopus, I would really want to hit you with a boat." Bai Shu raised his head and smiled: "What a pity..."
In front of him, a huge heart twenty feet high, made of rotten flesh, was emitting a pungent stench. Countless human faces were swarming around, vying to squeeze out of the body, vying to be the first.
They all looked at Baizhu with blank expressions in their eyes.
"cut!"
The moment the blood vessel approached, Baizhu raised his hand slightly.
The monk with beguiling golden eyes smiled. He pointed at the heart of flesh and blood and spoke softly.
