Chapter 8 Zhao Hongxue? Evil cultivator?

All the disciples were shocked.

Someone had already drawn Bai Bing's training movements during this period and sold them at a high price.

Having both entered the sect, they watched Bai Bing grow up with their own eyes, just like watching a raised son.

These secret cultivation methods may seem simple, but they can achieve such amazing results, and there must be profound meaning in them.

So the next day, a large number of disciples wearing loose Taoist uniforms began their morning jog along the path, forming a long queue.

Bai Bing is very happy here.

Because he found that this method really works!

As he started running, the sound of gnawing in his body stopped, and he deliberately used the strange power in his body. He instantly felt that his whole body had endless power, like a perpetual motion machine.

I sprinted around Wudao Mountain ten times or eight times without even taking a breath.

One-handed push-ups, you can do 200 push-ups without waist pain or leg soreness.

Then something magical happened. The movement of the parasite in the body became smaller and smaller. At first it was still eating the body slowly, but after a full day of exercise, the parasite stopped moving.

The disadvantage was that he felt very tired, especially after the parasite stopped moving. He found that his physical fitness dropped sharply, and he fell down from exhaustion after doing five push-ups.

The ancients said that life lies in movement.

I insist on 100 sit-ups, 100 push-ups, 100 stand-ups, and 10 kilometers of long-distance running every day. I believe that if I keep persisting, no matter how big the enemy is in the future, I can solve it with one palm.

Then he remembered the martial arts taught by his master and thought that this was also a form of exercise, so he followed the formula he had read yesterday and clapped his hands.

So the parasite was reawakened.

[It felt very tired, but found that it finally had a place to use. It cheered up and announced its ferocity to the outside world. 】

[Its potential was stimulated, its fighting spirit surged again, and it instantly eroded a large area of ​​muscle and nerve tissue. 】

What the hell?

If you use martial arts, the erosion of parasites will be deepened?

Bai Bing took off his shirt and saw the horizontal line drawn on his chest that morning. Now the crawling feeling had climbed up a lot and reached the fourth rib.

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The next day, the disciples discovered that Bai Bing no longer used that strange cultivation method.

He sat on a rock under the setting sun, silently looking into the distance, his figure looking very sad.

And very beautiful and handsome.

He failed, failed completely.

The parasite began to make a low neighing noise again, working overtime to gnaw at his body and infect his nerves. Even in the end of the Dharma era when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was locked by the mind, it remained unwavering.

"Bai Bing, come here."

At some point, a figure appeared next to Bai Bing, it was Lin Chunqiu.

The strange thing was that this time Lin Chunqiu directly called his name, and his tone was cold.

Bai Bing came to Elder Lin's attic dejectedly.

"Bai Bing, my master has been observing you during this period."

Lin Chunqiu said calmly, "I've noticed something wrong with you since you started, but I never pointed it out."

Bai Bing raised his head slightly. Yes, those who can become elders are human beings, so they must be able to detect abnormalities.

"You refused to take the Foundation Building Pill at first. I thought you might have your own secrets and your own way of practicing Taoism."

"Then I discovered that you didn't take the ultimate Perfect Soul Transformation and Foundation Building Pill, which made me a little confused."

"Then you don't retreat to enlightenment, which makes me even more surprised."

"It wasn't until you started running that I suddenly understood where my doubts were."

Lin Chunqiu suddenly raised his voice with a stern look on his face, "Why do you want to imitate Zhao Hongxue?"

His voice was very serious, and there seemed to be a faint sound of sharp insects and a squirming sound of mucus, which sounded terrifying.

Zhao Hongxue?

Bai Bing was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong with her? Why should I imitate her?"

Isn't that an evil cultivator? He killed fellow disciples, so what did I do? At most, those people imitated me and ran.

"Zhao Hongxue is his former apprentice, your senior sister."

Tian Changlao, who had a sarcoma on his back, appeared on crutches and said, "This girl is extremely talented, no less talented than you. She was once regarded as a treasure by our Qingyun Sect, but it's a pity that she rebelled.

No one knows why she rebelled, but there were some special signs before her rebellion.

After being released from seclusion at a certain time, she refused to practice, refused to teach, and even fought against her fellow disciples.

This old guy thought that Zhao Hongxue had gone crazy and lost her mind, so he imprisoned her and thought about her faults. Little did he know that she had colluded with evil cultivators.

Just a few years ago, she killed the deacon Si Guoya and colluded with the evil cultivators lurking in the dark. Fortunately, the leader personally took action and repelled the group of evil cultivators and seriously injured her.

Old Man Lin tried to communicate with her, but before she left, she promised that she would personally clean up the Qingyun Sect and everyone.

So until now, she is on the Qingyun Sect's wanted list, which is a big stain on our majestic Qingyun Sect.

Do you know why Old Man Lin is so concerned about you? Because it is the biggest pain in his life. He wants to train you, restore the name of Qingyun Sect, become a truly outstanding monk, and spread the name of our sect throughout the continent!

However, your current situation is very worrying."

Tian Qingfeng rolled his protruding eyes, looked at Bai Bing, and sneered:

"I saw that your pupils shrank a bit. What? Did something get exposed? It doesn't hurt to talk about it."

Bai Bing was extremely shocked. He didn't expect that Zhao Hongxue had such a connection with his master.

What's even more frightening is that he vaguely guessed something.

Bai Bing looked at Lin Chunqiu, but only saw his back. The master was looking out the window with his hands behind his back.

Is all this true?

[This group of people is very suspicious and has deep intentions that are difficult to reveal. 】

"It doesn't matter if you have something to hide. There is a diary written by Zhao Hongxue. You can read it first.

But the words she uses are unusual. It is said to be the writing of the witch tribe. Whether you can understand it or not depends on luck."

Tian Qingfeng's attitude softened in an instant. He took out a book with a smile and threw it in front of Bai Bing.

The book is already a little yellowed, the edges are slightly curled, and it looks a bit old, but overall it is still in good condition.

Bai Bing glanced at his master and lowered his head to read the text.

But at the first glance, he raised his eyebrows, because this was not the Wu Clan writing, it was clearly the mother tongue he was most familiar with in his previous life!

Moreover, it is written with a fountain pen, the handwriting is slender, the font is graceful, and it has a somewhat tough feel.

Many pages of the notes were torn out, and he could only read them along, one page at a time:

[I have been feeling a little unwell recently, and there is a weird squirming feeling in my body. Master said this is the feeling of spiritual energy running. It is caused by my heightened sense of perception recently, so there is nothing to worry about.

I didn’t think much about it. I have been in the Golden Core realm for many years now. Although I am still far away from that step, I should consider making preparations.】

The first page so far was so short that Bai Bing didn't notice it. As he turned the page, Lin Chunqiu turned around and frowned deeper.

[I chased down an evil cultivator today. He told me that I was parasitized by something. All the cultivators and immortals were all lies. This was a lie.

I thought he was crazy and killed him, but before he died, he told me that there was something wrong with my body and asked me to observe and be careful before my next retreat.】

Then I tore out many pages. There was nothing between this page and the next one. Judging from the thickness, it was estimated to be at least 20 pages.

[I sorted out the abnormalities that occurred during the retreat. I felt that my Taoist mind was unstable. The words of that evil cultivator have been lingering in my mind. I hope to ask the old sect leader for advice.

The sect leader has been in seclusion for many years. I took the liberty to go there. I didn’t know if I would disturb him, so I was a little worried.]

Next, many more pages were torn out.

[They are all liars, why do they do this? What kind of immortality have I cultivated? What kind of Tao have I enlightened?

I never thought that he would do such a thing.

Since you are unkind, then don’t blame me for being unjust. Just wait, one day I will kill you with my own hands and fulfill his wish.】

[I can’t control it anymore. I’m under house arrest again and can’t do anything. It’s staring at me every day and night. Now I really doubt whether what Master said is right. I’m suffering from schizophrenia.

?]

[I have made an appointment with them. They will come to meet me at a quarter past noon. We are going to attack the Immortal Suppressing Tower. They said that the "Fallen Immortal" is suppressed there, and maybe something can be found to suppress it. 】

When he turned to this point, Bai Bing's eyes hardened and he was quiet for a long time.

Is it really what you think?

There was an emotion in his eyes that he had never seen before.

Zhenxian Tower?

Fallen immortal?

inhibition?

What secrets does the Immortal Suppressing Tower suppress?

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Chapter completed!