Time flies, it has been eight months since Su Ming came to the Evil Spirit Sect. Thanks to the large amount of elixirs and the power of heaven and earth, his cultivation level has finally recovered to 50%!
However, the further back, the slower the recovery speed. The pills from Zhao Chong had been replaced by three types, and Su Ming had devoured a lot of each type. Until three days ago, when he went to get the medicine again,
With a hint of helplessness in his tone, Zhao Chong told him that there was no elixir for the time being.
He still looks like he is twelve or thirteen years old. Although he has grown slightly, he has not changed much. Even Su Ming, who supports the magic-seeking vote, is invited from the starting point -] feels as if he has returned to the past.
You can never be the same again, you can only grow up slowly in this destiny.
From the perspective of outsiders, there is still no fluctuation in his cultivation. Unless the person observing him has reached the Great Perfection of Savage Soul, some clues can be seen.
But in this Evil Spirit Sect, there is only one person who has attained the Great Perfection of the Barbarian Soul. He is in seclusion all year round and does not care about worldly affairs. Therefore, no one can see Su Ming's cultivation level.
This was naturally the case for Zhao Chong, but he hesitated towards Su Ming. In the past eight months, the pills he had spent on Su Ming had almost drained his pockets and made him almost go crazy many times due to heartache.
I'm going to kill Su Ming.
No disciple he had ever encountered before was as weird as Su Ming. If he hadn't checked many times and confirmed that Su Ming had indeed eaten it, and that Su Ming was just a mortal, he even used a magic weapon to kill him.
Determine whether Su Ming has hidden his cultivation.
But the answer he got in the end did not reveal anything about Su Ming's cultivation. No matter how you looked at it, the other party was just a young man, but... he could eat some.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to endure the continuous heartache.
Until a few days ago, he finally used almost all the elixirs. He was reluctant to use the remaining elixirs on Su Ming, so he had no choice but to inform the other party that there were no elixirs for the time being.
However, in his heart, this matter was not all heartache. He had often observed Su Ming in the past eight months, and he was both heartbroken and looking forward to the fact that he had swallowed so many pills.
Here, Su Ming's recovery of cultivation in eight months has made his consciousness many times sharper than eight months ago. Although he has never left this courtyard, everything about this evil spirit sect's outer sect is still here.
His spiritual consciousness secretly scanned it and it was very clear.
As for Zhao Chong, Su Ming would not let him go, but in his consciousness, he could only see that Zhao Chong's room was filled with thick fog. There was blood in the fog, and he could vaguely see a person.
The figure sitting there cross-legged remained motionless.
Zhao Chong's cultivation seemed a bit strange to Su Ming. At first glance, his cultivation only looked like that of Kai Chen, but if he looked carefully, there was a trace of wild soul fluctuations.
Especially in the past eight months, the other party did not do anything wrong at all, but instead presented a large number of elixirs. Without these elixirs, it would have taken more time for Su Ming to restore his savage bones.
Therefore, when dealing with Zhao Chong, Su Ming did not take any action. He wanted to see what this person would do after being pushed to the bottom line by him and without the elixir.
This day came eight and a half months after he came to the Evil Spirit Sect. The season outside was now winter. Snowflakes were falling continuously. It looked like the earth was covered with silver. Even in the moonlight, it was glowing with snow.
Silver light.
The entire mountain peak is covered with a layer of white snow, even on the black halls. The perfection of black and white makes people feel like they are looking at an ink painting.
The billowing black smoke that seems to exist forever is the unchanging eternity in this ink painting.
Late that night, Su Ming looked at the snow outside the window, and the winter of the Clown's family came to his mind...
"Brother Gou Sheng, how about we build a snowman together."
"Brother Gou Sheng, you bully others, you even broke this snowman."
"Brother Gou Sheng, why do you think there are snowflakes? I asked my parents, but they don't know either."
A smile appeared on Su Ming's lips. There were dragon ghosts floating around in his room at the moment, making his smile seem out of place with the surroundings.
For these ghosts, Su Ming has become accustomed to their existence. He even found that the ghosts that came almost every night were different. They came in and out of the room. After Su Ming recovered most of his consciousness,
, he even saw that the ghost was not just in his room, but in the entire outer sect area, except for a few places, all were places where ghosts traveled.
Looking at the snow outside the window, Su Ming suddenly had a cold light flash in his eyes after a long time, and he snorted coldly in his heart. He closed his eyes. Although his eyes were closed, his consciousness could still clearly feel the surroundings.
He saw the door of the house opening silently. When a cold wind blew, a man walked in. The man's whole body was shrouded in black mist and he couldn't see clearly. But as he walked in,
The ghosts in this room paused for a moment, then slowly dissipated and left the room.
This person walked to Su Ming's bedside and looked at Su Ming, who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed. The eyes in the black mist flashed.
"You little bastard, you took so many pills from me, it's time for you to repay me!" This figure was none other than Zhao Chong. He flicked his sleeves, and a black mist immediately enveloped Su Ming, and in a flash, followed by
He left the room and went to the house where he was.
There was a hint of coldness hidden in Su Ming's closed eyes. His consciousness, Zhao Chong, was not aware of it at all. Su Ming watched the other party carrying him to his room, then stepped into the room and was surrounded by the black mist.
Hidden in a formation.
As the light of the formation flashed, Su Ming and Zhao Chong appeared in a dark cave. Based on the fluctuations in the teleportation, Su Ming could judge that the teleportation distance was not far, and they should still be in the Evil Spirit Sect.
within the range.
Although it was dark all around, a dim light immediately shone when Zhao Chong waved his hand. This was a cave with hundreds of mummies surrounding it. Each of those mummies had their mouths wide open, their eyes were lifeless, their bodies
Skin and bones seem to have lost all flesh, blood and life.
Their appearance is different, but their movements are the same, they are all sitting cross-legged.
"Little bastard, you're going to meet your brother soon!" Zhao Chong was obviously worried about the pills Su Ming had swallowed for the past six months. After cursing, he no longer paid attention to Su Ming and instead sat cross-legged.
Sitting on the ground, he kneaded his hands, and the mist all over his body immediately rolled back, and all of it shrank back into his body, revealing his appearance for the first time.
It was a middle-aged man with a pale face and an extremely frail appearance. When Su Ming saw his appearance with his spiritual consciousness, his heart moved.
In this way, he is very similar to Clown's father!! If it weren't for the age difference, he looks like a father and son!!
The fourth update is just in case, I feel like I am about to break up if I continue to explode like this. Don’t blame me for missing 1,000 words in the last chapter, because I will persevere even if I grit my teeth. I will continue to explode tomorrow even if it doesn’t kill me!!!
In order to be first, in order to keep distance, buy monthly tickets!! (To be continued)