Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Ye Wuchen woke up in the dark.

He felt pain all over his body, as if he had been beaten by a whip, and he was in a trance, and it took a long time for him to wake up.

"Young man, are you awake?" A voice sounded like the old man was talking.

His pupils gradually enlarged, he adapted to the darkness, and found that it was a dungeon with a lot of hay, gravel on the ground, and a bumpy mud roof on top of his head.

I was kidnapped.

There was a sadness in his heart. I, Ye Mou, the arrogance of the Golden Crow, fell into the hands of bandits. Life and death are trivial matters, but if this is spread out, what will Ye Mou face?

Just thinking about the eyes of his fellow sect, he felt that his toes could dig out another dungeon.

"Young man, why don't you turn around? Do you think you are ugly?

Don't worry, I've seen many people who are very courageous. No matter how ugly you are, you can't scare me to death. ' said the old man behind.

"Bullshit."

Ye Wuchen suddenly turned around and said who was ugly?

Fortunately, this old man looks normal, with sparse hair and a lot of wrinkles on his face. The old man is very standard.

"Yo, it's not ugly, did they arrest the wrong person?" the old man said unexpectedly.

Ye Wuchen was silent for a while.

"Is this the Qing clan?"

"How do you know?"

Ye Wuchen said coldly: "Let's talk to the left, if you know who I am, you will regret it."

The old man smacked his lips, "Don't fix this with me, I'll just sweep the floor, and now I see another person being thrown in, but it's still a normal brain.

I just wanted to ask you, what happened? "

Sweeping?

Ye Wuchen thought in his heart, according to the ancient book, he was afraid that he was a master, so he moved in his heart, his voice softened, and he cupped his hands and said:

"I was caught by the leader of the Qing clan, and he cast a Gu technique on me... I wonder if senior has a solution?"

He felt secretly and found that a strange Gu had been planted in his body. It was dormant in the body, hidden deep, implicated in the internal organs, seven meridians and eight meridians, and almost eroded his Dao foundation.

It feels terrible.

"I know a hammer."

The old man said, "Don't talk to me about that beast, if you don't follow the instructions of your ancestors, you're going to screw him up, and you have to let those things out.

I've kept it for a few lifetimes, but I want to take it out, harm myself, and harm the outside world.

We, the Qing clan, will have to ask him for it sooner or later. "

"What do you mean?" Ye Wuchen was puzzled.

"How come you don't know anything, just like a letter begging."

The old man despised, "The person who came here must be against him, you just said that you were his friend, and then you said that he was beaten and brought in, so why do you need to ask?

Young man, you must have woken up, and seeing the worms on his body, he is afraid of problems and won't let you out.

Anyone who opposes him is locked here. He has been busy for a while now, and maybe he will die at some point. "

Awakened?

Evil repair?

Ye Wuchen sneered: "Another one who wants to brainwash me.

I don't follow your way at night.

Will such monsters write, you must be a tribe of evil cultivators. "

Then, he seriously corrected: "I wasn't beaten by him, it was plotted against."

Fighting normally, he is no weaker than others.

"It's really a request."

The old man didn't argue with him, picked up the broom, and took out the kettle, "Look, you've been shut for a few days, can you drink water?"

Ye Wuchen carried his hands on his back and said indifferently: "If you don't let anyone go, we're not finished."

"Don't drink and ask."

The old man took the broom and turned to leave, "Stay as long as you want, I'll come back in three days."

"Wait, I'll drink."

Ye Wuchen found that his mouth was really dry, his strength was sealed, and his body couldn't hold it.

After moistening his throat, he regained some energy, looked at the iron gate, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he lost his cultivation, his perception was still there. He found that there was no one around. Such an old man couldn't stop him.

He looked at the old man's neck.

"Xinqiu, if you want to go out, go out. If the wooden man stops you, I will sweep the floor." The old man cursed with the broom.

In this dungeon, there are few tasks to sweep the floor, and everything is fine, that is, old man Fei.

Ye Wuchen's mind froze, this senior has a keen sense of perception, he thought about it for a while, but he should not act rashly for the time being.

"You mean, I can go out?" he confirmed.

"The dungeon is very big, and there are many people locked in different rooms. You can go and have a look. Don't think like a letter ball that I want to hurt you." The old man said.

"Senior, what on earth are you doing?" Ye Wuchen asked, one sentence and one letter ball, making his head big.

The old man held the broom, looked back at him inexplicably, and said nothing.

"…"

Ye Wuchen did not speak, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Through the passage, through the narrow corridor, there are many oil lamps in the corridor, emitting a pungent smell.

Occasionally there is a skylight, and the sun pours in, but it is guarded. It turns out that the guards are all here.

After walking for a while, he came to another room. He saw more than a dozen people. They were locked here like prisoners, and some even had their ankles locked.

Judging from his clothes, he is also aboriginal.

Still killing each other? Ye Wuchen thought to himself.

"Hey, I heard that there was an awakened outsider who came over, and it was you, right?" said a middle-aged man.

"What awakening?" Ye Wuchen said.

"Is it just to find out that I am actually a slave of the parasite?" The man said without detour.

Ye Wuchen asked, "The Gu worms in my body are from you?"

He could clearly feel that there was a foreign body in his body, and he felt wriggling from time to time.

"You have raised parasites yourself for so many years, and you still ask others? You are not afraid that the insects in your body will be sad."

"Bullshit." Ye Wuchen reprimanded.

What kind of evil remarks?

He was dismissive, he had undergone professional training, and no matter what kind of evil cultivating words, he could not persuade him.

People ignored him.

Ye Wuchen thought for a while, took out the storage ring in his hand, he found that his magic tools, precious medicines and fruits were not lost, but the communication magic tools and so on were all gone.

It seems that they dare not touch my things easily.

When I took out those precious medicines and fruits, they all turned out to be indescribable, wriggling insect eggs.

Why is this happening?

Looking at the eggs, he paused for a while.

Then he started to cross his knees, tried to run his mind, and broke the seal.

So the group of "weird bugs" in his body began to rhythmically wriggle, and the familiar flow of spiritual power came from the seven meridians and eight meridians, and he suddenly got goosebumps.

He opened his eyes and stopped cultivating. After thinking for a while, he looked for the bronze mirror in the corner.

Through the dim light, he stared at his face for a while.

"vomit."

He suddenly started retching violently, curled up in the corner with his lower abdomen in his arms, and muttered to himself.

"How is it possible, how is it possible?"

"After so many years of cultivation, what did I cultivate?"

…

In the dungeon, there is one more loser.

He probably understood what the situation was.

The people here are all people who oppose the "leader of the Qing clan". UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com were forcibly detained here. In a sense, they are a kind of people.

A short time later, the cell door opened again, and then there was a sound of the chain clattering, and the cell door was re-locked.

The others looked over and wondered who had offended the beast of the leader and was brought in.

Here came a child with a long tail.

"Uncle." The kid waved his hand in greeting, with a smile on his face.

"Miaomiao?"

A surprised voice sounded, and a middle-aged man was both happy and worried: "Didn't you escape and spread a letter to the Central Plains evil cultivator? Why did you get caught?"

"Forget it, it's okay to come back, it's okay to come back...hey..."

Between the greetings, only Ye Wuchen was stunned.

"You, aren't you the one next to the fortune teller?"

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