570 Greed
In Zhou Bai's room.
Zhou Bai lay on the bed and said casually: "They don't even rush you to the stage."
Qian Wangsun stood at the window, shook his head and said, "I guess they noticed something, and they might eliminate me at the last moment. This way, even if I see something from the Human Emperor Sword, I don't have time to do anything."
"It's really a drop of water."
Qian Wangsun turned his head, pointed to the direction of his forehead and said, "What kind of magic weapon is this in my sea of consciousness? Why... I feel that I am very, very inseparable from him, and there will be no side effects, right?"
"No, no." Zhou Bai: "It's just a little greed. If it doesn't explode, there will be absolutely no problem."
Qian Wangsun heard Zhou Bai's voice outside the painting: "What if it explodes?"
Zhou Bai's expression slowly closed: "Who knows?"
"If a creature like humans fall into the abyss of greed, they can do anything."
"How crazy it will be, even I can't predict."
"Even good things that purify the world and maintain the environment may become evil things that spread fear and madness when they come to their hands."
"It's like a crawler crawling on the ground, squirming towards the extreme madness."
Qian Wangsun frowned slightly: "Zhou Bai, your tone is a bit scared me."
"Hahahaha." Zhou Bai touched his head and said, "I'll just say it casually, don't care, don't care. Anyway, you can just use the magic weapon I gave you with confidence, there is absolutely no problem."
Qian Wangsun looked at Zhou Bai's kind and friendly expression and nodded slightly: "Okay, that's all we have to talk about, I'll go to rest first."
...
On the construction site.
Hai Yi looked at the situation in front of him and felt a sense of worry.
If the "buried beautiful boy" continues to spread according to the current trend, sooner or later, the immortals and gods will know it. At that time...will the magic weapon still belong to them?
Xiangtong, who was standing beside her, said, "Let's go up and ask if there is any other way to sacrifice less filth every day."
Hai Yi nodded, this is indeed the most urgent task.
At this moment, someone had already walked up first, looked at the sticky liquid on the wall, and endured the disgust in his heart and said, "Is there any way to reduce the sacrifice time every day?"
He said in a panic: "It's not that I will not sacrifice anymore...but now there is too much time to sacrifice every day. Is there... Is there a more convenient way?"
On the silent wall, the black mucus remained motionless, and seemed to have no intention of responding to the other party.
The man immediately lowered his head and said with disappointment and confusion: "I understand, I will continue to sacrifice every day..."
Just then, a young voice came from the wall: "Try to see something else."
In an instant, the whole space was silent, as if even the air had solidified.
After a while, someone said, "That... was the sound made by the 'buried beautiful boy'?"
"Try something else? What does it mean?"
For a moment, everyone's thinking continued to diverge, and they thought of various possibilities.
They looked at each other and seemed to feel the excitement and alertness in each other's eyes.
Hai Yi patted Xiangtong on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."
On the way back, the two of them couldn't wait to discuss: "Try something else... what does it mean? Can you sacrifice something else?"
Hai Yi took out a bottle of pills: "You'll know if you try it."
Seeing the pill disappear directly, both of them showed excitement on their faces: "Yes... no problem... You can use something else instead of filth!"
When Xiangtong thought of not having to stay in the sewer for more than ten hours, she suddenly felt relaxed: "I'm saved now!"
"Yeah." Hai Yi nodded and released the ring from his sea of consciousness. He touched his ring with both hands, and a satisfied and happy smile appeared on his face.
He used the ring to promote his cultivation, and found that the bottlenecks that had been around for many years seemed to have signs of loosening. He seemed to have a new understanding of Taoist martial arts. He felt a warm force coming from the ring, which made him confident to face any test.
"In this way... Maybe the degree of Taoism can be broken through to 70% next and enter the seventh level!"
...
On the fifth day of Daluo Tian’s discussion of Taoism, Hai Yi drew an opponent who was also in the sixth realm.
Looking at the old acquaintance in front of him, Hai Yi smiled slightly: "Xu Yan, I haven't fought for a long time, I wonder if you have made any progress."
The other party sneered: "Hai Yi, I have heard from the teacher of the Taoist temple that you have not made any progress for a long time. You have reached the end of your own path of practice, and I have just begun."
"You have been eliminated, and the future belongs to me!"
Hai Yi said angrily: "Then you come and try it."
The next moment, the two fought, and Hai Yi gained the upper hand with the help of the Yuanshen armed forces, and directly crushed the other party with the gap in Yuanshen power.
He knocked the opponent away with a bang, and Hai Yi sprinted and chased him, and then hit the opponent like a ball.
‘Don’t you want to surpass me?’
‘Want to replace me?’
‘I just gave birth to a few years ago…’
‘Now, let me see!’
In the sea of consciousness, the soul power continued to flow into the soul weapon and flowed out again, turning into a stronger posture.
With the blessing of this soul armed force, Hai Yi felt that he could easily do things that he could not do at all.
For example, defeating the opponent in front of him who has been chasing behind him.
This feeling made him feel refreshed.
Bang!
He pressed the other person's head and hit the ground, looked at his fainted opponent, and Hai Yi walked out of Daluo Heaven and Time with a smile.
"Haiyi, you have made a lot of progress."
"According to this progress, you are about to break through the 7th level, right?"
"You might be able to enter the top ten this time."
Hai Yi responded with smiles, but he could also see several familiar immortals hiding in the dark, looking at him with strange eyes, they were people who were also armed with the soul.
Hai Yi looked at the soul armed forces in the sea of consciousness and said firmly in his heart: "You will never be taken back."
That night, Hai Yi and Xiang Tong performed a sacrifice together. After he sacrificed the pill worth nearly 20,000 points he brought to him, he felt a burst of joy coming from the soul armed forces, which means that today's sacrifice was completed.
Xiangtong on the other side looked hesitant and looked at the flying sword in her hand motionless.
Chapter completed!