Chapter 328 Test Subject

Elder Hai held a stone jar, stepped over the gate, and walked quickly to the stone platform where Mu Li was lying.

He put the jar down, then observed Mu Li's physical condition. After a moment's hesitation, he took out two talismans and pasted them on Mu Li's head and abdomen respectively.

Then he stepped back a few steps, pinched out a strange spell with his hands, and at the same time, an obscure chanting sound came out of his mouth. He pointed at the talisman on the stone platform with unusual solemnity.

The pattern on the surface of the talisman suddenly lit up, and two emerald green light curtains appeared in an instant, spreading all over Mu Li's body like mucus.

Seeing this, Elder Hai pinched a few more spells with both hands, and then spread his hands, palms facing the sky, chanting in a low voice, and his whole body of magic power began to run rapidly.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared.

With several strange sounds, many blood-colored slender tentacles grew out of Elder Hai's palms, each of which was like a living snake, twisting constantly.

Elder Hai extended his right hand into Mu Li's chest expressionlessly. The flesh-colored tentacles squirmed and quickly wrapped around Mu Li's heart. The tip of the tentacles even pierced directly into the flesh and blood, probing into the heart.

Mu Li immediately groaned in pain. His voice was not loud, but it was particularly harsh in the silent room.

But Elder Hai turned a deaf ear and continued to activate the spell. The flesh-colored tentacles covered the heart, as if adding a layer of tentacles to it, replacing its original position. Inside the tentacles, Mu Li's real heart was absorbed and swallowed by the tentacles bit by bit, and finally disappeared completely.

Seeing this, Elder Hai immediately extended his other hand into the stone jar he had just brought.

In the stone jar, a monster heart that had just been cut off was soaked in a liquid with a fishy smell, and it seemed to be beating.

After the tentacles in Elder Hai's palm touched the monster heart, they quickly wrapped it up as they had just done to Mu Li's heart, but they did not pierce the tip into the flesh and blood.

After the tentacles completely wrapped up the monster's heart, Elder Hai raised his hand and put the heart into Mu Li's chest.

As his left and right hands approached, the tentacles that emerged from his palms seemed to have found their home, and they quickly moved closer to each other and soon merged into one.

In this process, the monster's heart wrapped by the tentacles also fell into the empty shell of the tentacles connected to Mu Li's blood vessels, and with the help of the tentacles, it was gradually sutured with Mu Li's body.

In this process, the intense pain turned Mu Li's groan into a heart-wrenching roar, and his body trembled violently. However, the emerald light curtain that enveloped his body was like a mountain, pressing him down on the stone platform.

Not long after, Elder Hai completely completed the transplant, retracted the tentacles in his palms, turned around and took a bottle of black pills from the side, poured one into Mu Li's mouth, and pressed Mu Li with his hand to force the pill to catalyze with magic power.

Soon, clusters of tender red buds grew out of the wound on Mu Li's chest, like little hands swaying in the air.

The buds grew up quickly, and in a short while they became the tentacles that had just emerged from Elder Hai's palm. They attracted each other, tip to tip, as if they were strung together by an invisible thread, and soon they were connected together.

Under the action of these tentacles, Mu Li's chest was gradually sutured.

As the monster heart began to work. Mu Li's breath gradually changed, and vaguely, it seemed to carry a momentum that only monsters could be born.

And the fluctuations of his mana also soared, soaring from the Qi Refining Stage to the Middle Stage of Foundation Building, and then the momentum slowly stopped.

Elder Hai then released his hand holding Mu Li and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, it turns out that only when the monster heart is put in while alive can the rejection be reduced. Next, we have to see how many trunks can be sutured at most."

After that, Elder Hai turned around again, pushed open another door in the room, and walked into a room filled with cold air.

The room was made of cold iron, and the temperature inside was extremely low. Dozens of iron chains hung from the ceiling, each chain tied with broken limbs, both from monsters and humans.

Elder Hai picked and chose, took two wolf legs from them, and returned to the previous room, but when he walked to the edge of the stone platform, he suddenly frowned.

On the stone platform, countless flesh-colored tentacles pierced Mu Li's body, struggling wildly in the air, like a huge anemone, giving people goose bumps.

The monster aura and cultivation on Mu Li's body also became extremely unstable, fluctuating, as if they would explode in the next moment.

Elder Hai quickly put down the wolf legs, stepped forward quickly, and regardless of the flesh-colored tentacles rushing towards him, he directly reached in and pressed Mu Li's body.

He quickly urged the spell, trying to balance the manic spiritual energy in Mu Li's body. However, the more he urged, the more wildly those flesh-colored tentacles danced, not only wrapped around his arms, pierced his skin, but also crawled towards his head.

But at the moment when those tentacles were about to drill into his mouth and nose, Mu Li's aura suddenly dissipated, and all the tentacles shrank rapidly, and finally retreated back to the skin.

Seeing this, Elder Hai breathed a sigh of relief, and just when he was about to withdraw his hand, he suddenly heard a "puff".

Mu Li's seven orifices suddenly spurted out black blood, and his body, which had been struggling just now, instantly lost all its strength.

Elder Hai widened his eyes, his face extremely ugly:

"Dead? What happened? This has never happened before! What went wrong!"

He roared and punched Mu Li's body, punching him all over. Black blood mixed with unknown liquid splashed out, even spraying onto his face.

At this moment, perhaps due to the anger, he suddenly felt dizzy. He immediately took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and began to use the technique. After a long time, he gradually returned to normal.

"No, we can't delay it any longer. We have to find a solution to my sequelae as soon as possible."

He thought for a moment, then stood up and glanced at Mu Li's body. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but in the end he restrained his impulse, picked up Mu Li's body, and walked deeper into the room.

After stepping through a door, he walked into a spacious hall. There were many iron cages stacked here, which contained various monsters and beasts, as well as several monks and slaves wearing neck rings.

Elder Hai casually opened a cage and threw Mu Li's body to the hungry monster. Then he looked at the imprisoned mine slaves and selected the next experimental subject.

At the same time, the soul crow transformed from Yuan Ming's split soul also left the underground of the high-rise building and flew back into Zuo Qinghui's body.

Naturally, he was the one to deal with Mu Li. Instead of making him live in a situation worse than death, it would be better to give him a ride.

Through the brief contact just now, he found that Elder Hai's strength was in the early stage of forming a pill, and his soul seemed to be a little disordered. Although he did not know the specific magical power, Yuan Ming's current soul cultivation level alone could suppress him, but it was not necessary. Worry too much.

However, the matter of liberating the mine slaves is of great importance, and Yuan Ming plans to make a plan before taking action to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

The second day.

The deafening ringing of the bells resounded throughout the mine. Zuo Qinghui came out of the house and saw that other people in the dormitory had already made preparations and were sitting at the long table, eating breakfast without saying a word.

Since his cultivation was suppressed, he had no Bigu Pill to eat, so he had to fill his stomach with some mortal food.

The breakfast meal was prepared by the mortal servants. After they presented the food, they were still waiting aside, waiting for the monks to clear away the tableware after eating.

But what really surprised Zuo Qinghui was that the food in front of everyone was actually different.

For example, what is placed in front of Zhou Peng is a plate and a bowl. On the plate are three crispy fried dough sticks, with a golden oily sheen on the outside. They are so crispy that you can hear a clicking sound just by picking them up with chopsticks. And in his right hand The soy milk in the bowl on the side is even more mellow and fragrant.

A middle-aged monk sitting next to Zhou Peng had four steaming large meat buns in front of him. The skin was thin and the meat was thick. When he took a bite, oily juice dripped from the corner of his mouth, making people want to use their hands. Apply it and lick it.

There are other breakfast dishes such as noodle soup, wontons and so on. Just looking at them makes people feel hungry and makes them want to sit down and eat.

However, only a few people can enjoy these delicacies. In front of everyone else, there is only a bowl of turbid gruel and some pickles.

But that's not the worst thing. When Zuo Qinghui sat down, the mortal servant next to him only served a bowl of gruel. Not to mention pickles, there weren't even many rice grains.

Zuo Qinghui looked at the mortal servant hesitantly and asked, "Is that all?"

Hearing this, before the mortal handyman could answer, Zhou Peng spoke first: "Friend Zuo, I forgot to mention yesterday that for working in this mine, you can get some contribution points every day based on the amount of mining. The token instruments used to purchase some daily necessities or improve food, and to record and trade contribution points are all specially made. If nothing goes wrong, your tokens will be delivered this evening. Before that , I can only feel aggrieved for a moment, the other two fellow Taoists will come over later, please explain to me."

Zuo Qinghui nodded and stopped asking questions. He picked up the porridge and drank it silently.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a gaze full of scrutiny falling on him.

Without turning back, he already guessed who the owner of his gaze was.

Xu Che walked to the table and sat next to Zuo Qinghui: "Fellow Daoist Zuo..."

Zuo Qinghui put down the bowl, turned and pointed at the long table: "Eat first, we have to go to the mine later, so we can't delay."

Then, under Zhou Peng's half-examining and half-supervising gaze, he repeated what Zhou Peng had just said.

Xu Che was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

Soon, everyone finished their breakfast and when they walked out of the door, they happened to see Shen Mangxing slowly walking over.

He glanced around and saw that there were not many people there, so he didn't say anything and just waved his hand, motioning for them to follow.