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Chapter 2 Heterogeneity(1/2)

"If it is a living person, it may be really related to the Purple Light... but it may also be a trap."

Xu Qing's eyes were dewed and he pondered.

In the ruined city these days, he knew deeply that those who were polluted by the breath of gods and turned into strange beasts, each of which was extremely cruel and powerful.

But perhaps because the forbidden area has not been completely formed, most of these strange beasts sleep in the daytime.

Unless it was like when he last obtained bamboo slips, he broke into the outer area of ​​their sleeping place.

Otherwise, be careful on weekdays and there is no big deal.

Compared to them, Xu Qing is more alert to living people, because sometimes people's hearts are more sinister than ferocious beasts.

So after thinking about it, his eyes gradually became cold and harsh. Whether it was a living person or a trap or a trap, or that area... he was going to go again.

But when you go, you need to be fully prepared.

Thinking of this, Xu Qing grabbed the bamboo slips in his hand.

The changes in his body over the past few days have given him some confidence, and the content of the bamboo slips can't help but appear in his mind. In addition to the martial arts, his introduction to practice.

Practice is inherited from the ancient years before the remnant faces of the gods came.

Although there have been changes now, the system has continued in general.

It is divided into Qi condensation, foundation building, elixir formation, and Nascent Soul.

As for the Nascent Soul, perhaps the realm is too high, and there is no record on the bamboo slip, but it clearly points out the helplessness of the monks in their practice.

Because the breath of the gods invades the spiritual energy, the spiritual energy is polluted, and this pollution is extremely poisonous to all things.

I don’t know when it started, but everyone called the breath of gods heterogeneous.

Xu Qing knew very well that the coldness he felt during his previous practice was actually because the spiritual energy he inhaled was mixed with heterogeneity.

Once this heterogeneity accumulates to a certain level in the body, it will alienate the monk, either suddenly die into blood mist or turn into a strange beast without sanity.

The area where the god opened his eyes and looked at it, the heterogeneous concentration suddenly increased, which was actually an instant acceleration of this change.

There are dangers in practicing.

If you don’t practice, in this last earth world full of the aura of gods, people’s lifespan is generally reduced, and they suffer from frequent diseases. Just like living in the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, almost no one can end up well.

Therefore, practice becomes the only way after no choice.

Therefore, over the past countless years, people have evolved generations of cultivation methods based on inheritance.

What is circulating now is to absorb spiritual energy while using exercises to separate the heterogeneous elements mixed in spiritual energy and compress them at a certain position in the body.

This position is called the alienation point.

Therefore, separating the proportion of heterogeneity has become an important criterion for distinguishing the advantages and disadvantages of exercises.

And almost all high-separation ratio techniques are mastered by large forces or families, which are their important resources. This is actually the same regardless of whether the gods arrive.

Depending on the practice of practice, the degree of separation of heterogeneity is different, and the areas where the alienation points exist are different.

But no matter what, as long as you practice, there will be heterogeneity and gradually form alienation points.

The alienation point is theoretically irreversible. Although it can be resolved through some elixirs, it can also treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

As for the method of thoroughly purifying the alienation points, a sentence was also mentioned in the bamboo slips.

In the world of the last earth, in addition to Nanhuangzhou, there is also a more majestic continent called Wanggu.

Although the origin of the human race there is also polluted by the aura of the gods, it seems that a way to completely purify it seems.

But obviously this method is not quantifiable, and only extremely noble people can enjoy it.

Ordinary monks can be found but hard to find.

As for the largest number of low-level casual cultivators, it is even more impossible to obtain it.

Most of the martial arts of casual cultivators are extremely low in the degree of separation, so not only is it difficult to practice, but the risk of alienation is also greater.

Although the risk of practicing is so great, for most people, the figures of monks are still common.

For example, Xu Qing knew that he was now, and he could also be regarded as a casual cultivator.

Although according to the records on the bamboo slips, everyone in the monks in the Last Earth World are walking on a difficult and dangerous road of no return, just like a mortal swimming towards the deep sea and rushing to the unreachable other shore.

But often, before you even see the legendary shore, you will die in exhaustion.

But Xu Qing, who grew up in a slum, knew deeply that a conflict or a disease would make people lose their lives.

"So instead of worrying about future alienation, it is better to worry about whether tomorrow is still alive."

Xu Qing murmured, touched the scars on his chest, and looked at the sky outside the gap.

At this moment, it seems that it is not far from dawn, and there are also much less roars and shrill sounds.

"If the blood rain continues and has not found the purple light, you have to consider leaving and searching for herbs in other cities." Xu Qing looked down at his wound.

Because of the permeation of the aura of the gods and the continuation of the blood rain, almost all the items in the city were seriously polluted, and herbs were also included, and resources were scarce.

Xu Qing raised his hand and pressed the scar on his chest, and some blood oozed out.

His face was a little pale. He took a deep breath, took off his clothes from his fur coat, wrapped around his back, tied his wounds, and cheered up and waited silently for dawn.

As time goes by, the roar and shrillness of the outside world are decreasing.

Until it completely disappeared, Xu Qing noticed through the gap that the sky outside was already dark.

Based on his past experience, he can go out at this moment.

But he did not set off immediately, but stood up and moved his somewhat stiff body.

Until the warmth came out, he moved away the stones and debris that blocked the gap, and used the faint light from outside to open his leather bag and sorted it out.

A dagger full of rust was tied to his calves.

The black iron stick was placed in the most convenient position by him.

There was also a snake head that he wrapped in linen cloth. He carefully opened it and checked it, and then placed it carefully.

After doing this, Xu Qing closed his eyes, opened his eyes suddenly after a few breaths, and his eyes were replaced by calmness.

He quickly drilled out of the gap and paused at the exit.

After checking around vigilantly, Xu Qing rushed suddenly and arrived outside as the sky gradually became brighter.

Racing forward.

Because of the constant blood rain and clouds, the sun cannot be seen at dawn, and there will be no strong sunshine.

The dim dawn was like a seriously ill old man covered with longevity spots. His turbid eyes seemed to remain with the frost of the night.

The breath that was exhaled turned into the morning wind, blowing the smell of death, very cold and cold.

If you don’t have a warm-up, your whole body will tremble involuntarily when the wind blows.

But for Xu Qing, his body still retained the previous warmth, so it was not affected much.

At this moment, the speed did not decrease, and I went straight to the area where there were suspected living people I saw yesterday.

From a distance, in the empty city, Xu Qing's figure was like a leopard, jumping on the broken walls everywhere, without any pause in the flowing water.

And what accompanied him was a group of birds flying by the sky, but their location was very high and difficult to catch.

As he galloped, Xu Qing looked up at the birds in the sky and licked his lips.

He didn't know why, after the gods opened their eyes, all living beings were polluted and almost all died, including animals, but only birds survived the most.

And these birds are the focus of his hunting and relieving hunger during this period.

At the same time, although birds are trapped in the blood rain, they seem to be able to instinctively find some safe shelter points. Such green caves were discovered along the bird's traces before.

This kind of shelter is actually not absolutely safe, but relatively speaking, it seems to be more easily overlooked by strange beasts and weirdos.

Xu Qing discovered two places during these times, one was its stone cave and the other was outside the city lord's mansion.

But at this moment, he just swept the sky, then withdrew his gaze, locked in a direction in the city, getting closer and closer.

Soon, Xu Qing approached the area he was looking at yesterday. Instead of going directly, he went around and found a high point.

After climbing up carefully, he lay down, motionless, narrowed his eyes as narrow as possible, and slowly looked down.

At first glance, Xu Qing's pupils closed, and he saw the person from yesterday again!

The other party was sitting beside the ruins, dressed neatly and had normal skin.

The most important thing is... his expression, his body, and everything about him was exactly the same as what Xu Qing had expected yesterday.

It seemed as if the other party didn't move for a whole night.

This is extremely unreasonable.

If the other party is a living person, it is impossible to ignore the dangers in the dark night of the city.

If the other party is dead, this uncontaminated corpse is the best food for those strange beasts, so it is impossible for them to exist until now.

Xu Qing was silent. After thinking in his heart, he lay there motionless. He grew up in a slum and was not lacking in patience.

So in this way, with his careful stare, time slowly passed, until noon passed, the man remained motionless.
To be continued...
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