Chapter 478 Watching

After Zhou Bai returned to the dormitory, he first healed his body with his laziness.

His bodily functions were only one-third of what they were originally, which was tantamount to a serious injury, and he spent more than 10,000 laziness points on treatment in one breath.

‘As my physical body becomes stronger and stronger, the laziness value that needs to be spent on treatment is also increasing. '

Zhou Bai felt the physical body that had returned to its peak, and slowly let out a sigh of relief. The feeling of weakness just now was really uncomfortable.

‘However, I have finally practiced the method of rebirth through the years, which can be regarded as an additional means of life preservation, and it also increases the degree of pollution. '

Zhou Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, as if there was a cold light flickering in them: "The next thing is to wait for the gems to cool down, and play with the evil sect." '

There are so many masters in the Xieyi sect. Except for the fact that Daoist Xuehai, who is comparable to Jiaojiao, is unknown, his combat power at other levels is stronger than that of Sanqing Daozong.

Although Zhou Bai is confident, he will not be arrogant, so he is ready to make some preparations.

‘If I go there in the form of Yuanshen, it will still be a little inconvenient. ’ Zhou Bai thought of a Taoism that no one has learned for more than a hundred years.

He came to the library, and after some searching, he found the method of seizing the soul.

Since the way of heaven has been distorted, the primordial spirit will definitely be deformed when it comes out of the body, so the method of seizing the primordial spirit has become a way to seek death. For a long time, almost no one cares about it. Some people take the risk and use it forcibly, but they can't escape The end of the distortion.

However, Zhou Bai's Yuanshen degeneration map has been repeatedly strengthened, and the Yuanshen can already go out of the body, so the method of Yuanshen Seizing the House can also be applied to him.

Of course, Zhou Bai's real purpose is not to seize the body. After all, his own physical body is already extremely powerful. Forcibly seizing the body has various sequelae of consciousness conflict, pollution, and division. His is stronger.

So his purpose is not to really seize the body, but to learn how to suppress the opponent's soul and consciousness, and then manipulate the opponent's physical body.

'In this way, after I arrive at the Evil Sect, I can forcibly manipulate the bodies of people whose cultivation level is lower than mine, and the room for manipulation will be larger. '

In addition, since the Yuanshen came out of the body to deal with the evil sect, Zhou Bai specially borrowed various books on the method of Yuanshen transformation to help him change the size, shape, and appearance of the Yuanshen more skillfully. means of concealment.

According to the legend, the ancient monks transformed birds, animals, flowers, trees, utensils, insects, etc., which can be large or small, hidden or visible. They are talking about the changes after the soul is out of the body, not the real flesh and blood into these things . '

'The real flesh and blood can be changed at will, and the structure of the flesh body can be transformed into various birds and beasts at will, which is an unimaginable supernatural power. But the primordial spirit is inherently invisible and qualityless, so it is much easier to change. '

'It's a pity that after the distortion of the heavenly way, no one will learn this method of changing the primordial spirit. '

I am afraid that these things have not been seen by anyone for hundreds of years. Zhou Bai took a look at it now, but he was greatly inspired. potential.

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A few days later, the evil sect.

Cang Ming sat on a chair in the cafeteria, looked at a young man not far away, and frowned slightly.

The other person looked pale, had thinning hair, and felt listless, as if he hadn't slept in a long time.

Especially the pair of deeply sunken eye sockets, like two black holes, give people a very uncomfortable feeling.

Cang Ming remembered last night, when he first saw this strange man in front of him when he was walking by the side of the road.

When he was walking on the road, the other party stared at him.

When he went to the training ground to exercise, the opponent followed closely, punching and looking at him with both eyes.

When he finished his practice and went to eat in the cafeteria, the man also came to the cafeteria, sat in a seat not far from him, and watched him eat.

But Cang Ming was only disgusted by this, but didn't have any more radical thoughts. After all, he was considered a celebrity in Nanshan City. Although the four schools lost to Zhou Bai in the competition, it was normal to be surrounded by people.

After he finished his dinner, he went straight back to his dormitory, intending to read through the Taoist scriptures he had borrowed some time ago to consolidate his foundation and prepare for reading Daozang.

But not long after he sat down, he noticed something strange.

He looked in the direction of the dormitory door, and he could see a small shadow from the crack of the door. There should have been light from outside the door, but now it turned into a shadow, which meant that someone was standing outside his door. .

Cang Ming couldn't help but said, "Who?"

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and the man seemed to run away.

Although he didn't see the appearance of that person, for some reason, the appearance of that young man suddenly appeared in Cang Ming's mind.

"Could it be him?"

Cang Ming didn't think too much, after reading the Daoist scriptures for two hours, he finished his homework for the day and began to go to bed to meditate and breathe, intending to temper his primordial power until dawn, instead of sleeping.

But after exercising for a while, Cang Ming felt uncomfortable, a feeling of being spied on emerged in his heart, someone was looking at him unscrupulously from a close distance, without any concealment.

This is the sensitivity brought about after many years of cultivation.

He opened his eyes suddenly, took a quick glance, and saw a pale face hanging on the window sill, staring at him on the bed.

And as he looked at that face, the other party jumped down instantly, and Cang Ming could even hear a thud, that was the sound of jumping from the window to the ground.

And in that short moment, Cang Ming also saw the other person's face clearly: 'It's that man. '

He rushed to the window sill and looked at the empty street below, he shouted: "Don't go too far, come peeping again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Cang Ming shook his head helplessly, sat back on the bed, and was finally able to meditate peacefully.

For the next hour or so, Cang Ming practiced with peace of mind, and the feeling of being spied on never emerged again.

He guessed that the man should have been scared away by him.

More than ten minutes later, when Cang Ming became more and more tranquil and concentrating on breathing, a sound of gurgling came from under his bed, as if something was rolling under the bed.

Cang Ming frowned, opened his eyes, and looked at the place under the bed, there was nothing, nothing.

But the feeling of being spied on resurfaced again, and Cang Ming felt that the hairs on his body were being stimulated to stand on end one by one.

He suddenly activated his primordial power and swept towards the entire room.

The next moment, he looked into the gap between the bookcase and the corner of the wall. In the gap where no one could hide, he saw an eyeball looking at him, staring at him, and staring at him in the dark.

Cang Ming was startled, but he reacted quickly. His primordial power rolled towards the eyes in the gap, but when he opened the bookcase, he saw that the corner of the wall was empty, nothing at all.

But Cang Ming clearly remembered that eye, those eyes full of fatigue, those eyes full of weakness... The face of a strange man suddenly appeared in front of him.

'It's him? it's him! '

He stood up abruptly, hot lava flowed out from his pores, incandescent air rose up, and the temperature of the entire room began to rise.

tick!

Something dripped.

Cang Ming looked up, and at some point the entire roof had been infiltrated by a large piece of black mucus.

The slime dripped, spilled on the ground, on the bed, on him, and extinguished the flames on him.

The slime writhed on the ground, like black worms, gathered together and turned into distorted words.