As usual, when the sky was dark, many servants were summoned outside the gate of the Black Prison Sect and began to count the amount of soul coins harvested overnight.
Although there are 3,000 handymen, counting them is actually not troublesome.
There are a total of 126 disciples in the Black Prison Sect, and each disciple will be responsible for 20-30 handymen. These handymen will send the soul coins earned during the night to the disciples responsible for taking care of them by email at around 6 o'clock in the morning.
The responsible Black Prison Sect disciple then counted up the handymen who had not completed their tasks, and sent the soul coins to the leader Xuan Tianji via email.
In terms of paying soul coins, the servants can pay more soul coins to cover the next day's amount, but they cannot pay less.
This time, dozens of people were still named because they did not complete the amount of soul coins they had to pay for a day for various reasons.
However, what surprised the disciples of the Black Prison Sect was that no one responded after calling the names of three of the servants several times.
After a long period of slavery, the servants had become completely numb and no one dared to resist. This was the first time that this happened, and the disciples of the Black Prison Sect suddenly had the idea of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.
In order to find the silent servant, the disciples of the Black Prison Sect began to count the number of servants. At the same time, they divided the people according to the living areas in the village and began a detailed count.
However, the Black Prison Sect disciples were stunned by this count, as there were nearly ten servants missing.
"If you dare to join a team and defect, you really haven't learned enough, right?" Xiao Lang, the chief disciple of the Black Prison Sect, stared at the servants below and yelled angrily.
"Do you know where they went?"
In addition to fear, the expressions of the servants below were still full of numbness, and no one answered.
This kind of thing happens every year among the handymen. When Xiao Lang saw the dull expressions of the handymen, he didn't want to ask any more questions and said to the disciples beside him:
"Junior brothers, if you go to look for someone, bring the Black Prison Seal with you. You can sense it as long as you are out of range, and they won't be able to escape!"
"Yes, senior brother!" The Black Prison Sect disciples beside him responded in unison, and then each chose a direction to leave.
After the disciples left, Xiao Lang dismissed the servants and turned to leave.
In fact, he wasn't worried about any of the servants being able to escape. After all, the Imperial Tomb Mountain Range is so big, how far could a servant without carrying enough food go? What's more, there is the Black Prison Seal as insurance, and with the strength of a mortal, he can
It is completely impossible to escape from the control of the Black Prison Sect.
At this time, Black Tiger was mixed in the crowd of handymen, with a dull expression.
Unlike others, Heihu knew exactly where those handymen were, because he did all of this.
His spiritual roots are of inferior quality. If he relies on slowly breathing in and practicing, he will never have a chance to escape from the clutches of the Black Hell Sect.
So he set his sights on those handymen who were unprepared for him, killed them with cruel means, and then used the foundation-taking method to condense their flesh and blood into a blood pill that could enhance the foundation, and took it
Go down.
None of this left any traces, so he didn't have to worry about being found to have done it himself.
After seizing the foundations (spiritual roots) of nearly ten handymen, Black Tiger was surprised to find that his inferior spiritual roots in the game had evolved into basic spiritual roots.
The blood pills refined by one of the handymen even helped him jump from a low-quality 72% spiritual root to a basic spiritual root of 18%.
After the quality of spiritual roots has been evolved, the speed of cultivation will indeed speed up.
Living in such a dark prison, Black Tiger had imagined countless times that an upright cultivator would come in the clouds and mist, slay the Black Prison Sect with a wave of his hand, and save himself from the fire and water.
But this is a fantasy after all. The cruel Black Prison Sect is still fine and continues to brutally abuse them day after day.
After obtaining "The Great Law of Seizing the Foundation", Hei Hu felt that this was his opportunity. Although the means of growth were very cruel, he felt that only by being more ruthless than the Black Prison Sect could he have a chance to stand up.
Black Tiger no longer cares whether it is right or wrong. He has had enough of living like this. If he can live, what if he becomes a demon sect like the Black Prison Sect.
No! As long as I can live, I will be more ruthless than them.
In three years, Hei Hu's mentality has long changed. He is no longer the kind-hearted and passionate boy. In the eyes of Hei Hu at this time, the environment he is in is different. Being passionate and kind is stupid. Only ruthlessness at all costs can survive.
The only means.
It was another busy day. At night, Black Tiger did not enter the game, but came to the wooden house next to the No. 3 spiritual field, opened the door and walked in.
The handyman who lived here saw the wooden door being pushed open and was so frightened that he stepped back several steps, thinking that it was a disciple of the sect who had arrived.
However, after seeing that the visitor was also a handyman, his expression returned to a dull state. He didn't even ask why Black Tiger came, and just took out the virtual helmet from under the bed and prepared to enter the game.
Black Tiger just watched him put on his helmet, then stepped forward and punched his throat hard, then quickly covered his mouth to prevent him from making any sound.
The handyman struggled wildly, but facing the black tiger who was already a cultivator, his strength was undoubtedly too weak, and he gradually became weak during the struggle, and finally lost his movement.
After killing the handyman, Black Tiger opened his clothes and placed his palm on his left chest and heart.
Then he began to imagine the familiar trajectory of spiritual energy in his mind, and the thin and faint light spots slowly emerged around him, seeping into the body of the handyman bit by bit.
Bloody threads like a spider web expanded outward from the servant's heart, gradually covering the servant's body.
During the refining process, the body of the handyman slowly shrank...
Two hours later, Black Tiger, who had swallowed the blood pill, walked out of the wooden house and came to another place, where he started killing and growing again.
After killing the two handymen, Black Tiger returned to his room and logged into the game.
The first thing he did after going online was to open the properties panel.
【Black Tiger(player)】
Level: Level 43
Spiritual Root (Special): Basic (58/100)
(Having understood the method of seizing the foundation, you can seize the spiritual roots of others and feed your own spiritual roots)
Skill progress: 2.8% of the first level of Seizing the Basic Technique
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Seeing that the quality of his spiritual roots had improved again, Black Tiger's face showed a ferocious smile.
The quality of the spiritual roots possessed by the two handymen killed this time were not bad, and they actually improved their quality by 40% of the basic level. It can be said that the gain was considerable.
Black Tiger only understood how important the quality of spiritual roots is after he started practicing.
His previous low-quality spiritual roots were wasted during cultivation. Only 2% of the spiritual energy taken into the body could be saved. It can be said that he did nothing in the process of cultivation.
But things are different when the quality is upgraded to the basic level. Not only is the speed of spiritual energy intake increased by 20%, the retention of spiritual energy taken into the body is also increased to 10%, and the cultivation speed is increased by more than five times.
This made Heihu understand that it was most important for him to improve the quality of his spiritual roots first. After all, as long as the quality improved, perhaps his one day's practice would be worth a year's practice with inferior spiritual roots, or even more.
However, he could only kill two handymen every day, and he had to spend the rest of his time earning soul coins, otherwise he would be beaten severely the next day.
Before gaining the strength to compete with the Black Hell Sect, Black Tiger chose to endure.
With the attributes blessed by the exercises, Black Tiger now kills monsters much faster. He completed a day's worth of soul coins when morning came, and then sent the soul coins by email to the disciples of the Black Tiger Sect who were responsible for managing him.
However, during the routine inventory this morning, the disciples of the Black Prison Sect were surprised to find that two more servants were missing.
