I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 431 The Palace of the Corpse King

"I have something important to report!"

Hearing the voice from the courtyard, Feng Bingwen's changed servant continued to shout without moving his face.

The guy in the courtyard was gone in his eyes. He walked all the way here, and he changed his appearance no less than ten times, but all of them were just borrowed for a short time to verify the magic of the Myriad Transformation Demon Embryo.

From the current point of view, the effect is very good, it has not been seen through, and the young master of the Shen family in the courtyard who has obtained the qualification to go to the holy sect to practice naturally cannot just simply change it.

Signing that ghost blood contract, sneaking in as a servant, how could it be better to sneak in as a person, just replace it, and correspondingly, there is no need for the original Shen family son to exist.

"Get in!"

A gust of sinister wind blew in, and then the closed courtyard gate was opened wide. Feng Bingwen walked in, even though he didn't feel any threat, his face couldn't help but twitch.

The Shen family who can have a certain influence in a place of the underworld like the corpse city is naturally even more underworld, and the young master of the Shen family who has been selected to enter the so-called holy sect practice is even more outstanding.

Walking into the courtyard where he lived, if he didn't know it, he would think that he had entered the wax museum, where there stood one after another with lifelike faces, fat rings, swallows and thin, female wax figures with their own characteristics.

But Feng Bingwen took a look at it, and knew that it was not a wax figure at all, but a living corpse refined from living people through special techniques!
In terms of appearance, he is no different from a living person. His skin is rosy and shiny, and in terms of complexion, he is a hundred times stronger than most of the living people lingering in this underworld city.

But it is a pity that these are all living corpses, with yin energy accumulated in their bodies, and they have lost consciousness. In a certain respect, they are even worse than walking corpses. They are purely playthings specially made with inhumane and delicate techniques!

"You'd better have news that interests me, otherwise I don't need to say more about your fate!"

With his skinny and skinny body leaning on a well-made toy, the young master of the Shen family who was sprinting quickly looked at Feng Bingwen's changed servant with a sullen expression. He was in a very bad mood when he was disturbed.

"My lord, we have found a high-quality item!"

Feng Bingwen looked at the life-and-death couple while talking nonsense made up on the spur of the moment, and approached the young master of the Shen family steadily.

"Is this why you bother me?"

Hearing this servant's report, the complexion of this eccentric young master of the Shen family completely darkened.

"No, this time the goods are so good that you have never seen them before in your whole life!"

"I've never seen it in my life?"

Hearing the footsteps of this servant who bowed and knelt in front of him in the daytime, walking towards him, he already vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but listening to the exaggerated and deliberate words, Young Master Shen still couldn't help laughing angrily.

"You slaves who are like ants, what high-quality goods can you find?"

"That's my son, you have no eyes!"

Feng Bingwen had already walked up to the son of the Shen family, looked under him, let him toss about, the motionless beautiful corpse, the anger that had been suppressed to the extreme, no longer made any concealment, followed him to grab Boundless anger gushed out of the young master of the Shen family's neck at this moment!

"I've been guarding against you for a long time, you don't know how to live or die!"

Seeing the palm grabbing towards his neck, Mr. Shen showed a sinister smile on his face. He has come to this day step by step, not by relying on his status as a son who is not as good as a piece of shit.

"Think you can relax my vigilance by pretending to be my servant?"

While speaking, a snow-white spar shimmered on the neck of Young Master Shen, and then a layer of bone began to spread on his body, turning into a set of bone armor in the blink of an eye, covering most of his body.

And almost at the same time, in all directions of this courtyard, eight blood-colored figures rushed out from the darkness, rushing towards Feng Bingwen at a speed comparable to tigers and leopards.

It only takes a breath, and the guy in front of him, who dares to lurk in his courtyard without knowing his life or death, will be torn to pieces by the blood corpse he cultivated.

Click!

It's just that all the beautiful fantasies disappeared without a trace, accompanied by the clean and crisp sound of shattering. I felt the terrifying power strangling my neck and almost tearing his head off his body. The young master of the Shen family, who was holding the winning ticket, looked at the figure in front of him in horror.

A sinuous and vigorous black figure with ferocious and ferocious intent loomed over his body, like a black flood dragon.

Black flood dragon breathing method!
Young Master Shen's eyes widened, almost bursting out. He recognized the origin of this exercise, and his heart was filled with doubts, but let alone the answer, he didn't even have a chance to ask questions.

yah~
There was a tingling sound of flesh and blood rubbing against the scalp, and then a head with a bloody spine was thrown to the ground, and the bloody figures who rushed towards him immediately changed their targets, scrambling to eat it. Looking at the head with a look of unwillingness and fear on its face.

"It's cheaper for you!"

Feng Bingwen's face was gloomy, and he kicked the headless corpse in front of him to the ground, allowing the eight blood corpses to eat... Without restraint, the original owner is naturally the most delicious food.

Torture and kill Moxiu!Good work, five thousand one hundred two Shilu (5126)

Just a quick pinch, and the good deeds in the early [-]s will be credited to the account. This should be a joyful thing, but at this time Feng Bingwen couldn't be happy at all.

This is more than good deeds, which is enough to reflect from the side how many evil things this young master of the Shen family has done in these years. Only the living corpses and blood corpses in the courtyard are enough to give feedback.

"Really, disgusting!"

Feng Bingwen frowned, and transformed into a pale and thin young master of the Shen family. Except for his clothes, there was almost no difference in appearance or breath.

Even the eight blood corpses without any wisdom, who were vying to eat the flesh and blood of their former masters, all raised their heads at the same time, looked at Feng Bingwen with some doubts, and then lowered their heads and continued to eat.

Even without the means of strong restraint, the eight bloodshots didn't have the slightest idea of ​​attacking Feng Bingwen.Naturally, Feng Bingwen would not let them go.

Although the Wanhua Demon Embryo has many miraculous features, it is still extremely difficult to pretend to be a powerful monk by virtue of this. It is not just about changing the body shape and appearance. His magical powers must be inherited, and even the exercises must be converted together, otherwise flaws will be exposed sooner or later.

Disguising as a mortal is very easy, but the difficulty of disguising as a monk increases linearly with one's level. In comparison, this Young Master of the Shen family is an extremely good candidate.

At the very least, for the current Feng Bingwen, there is no better way than pretending to be the son of the Shen family and sneaking into the Demon Sect.

As for pretending to be a disgusting guy with this habit, it's a little uncomfortable, but you can continue to change your identity depending on the situation, so it doesn't hurt to be patient for a while.

Without too much hesitation, Feng Bingwen, who had transformed into Mr. Shen, bent down and picked up the bone pendant from the ground, and then controlled the eight blood corpses with very basic magical methods.

Except for the exercises and spells, Feng Bingwen has basically completed the disguise, and in a short period of time, he is not worried about revealing his flaws.

"Son..."

After nearly an hour, a shout came from outside the courtyard. The skinny young man with a gloomy face stood up and summoned the servant he had just disguised not long ago!
And this servant was to inform Feng Bingwen to collect blood food in the past... That is, by spreading the news that Mr. Shen's family had successfully entered the Holy Sect, to attract those casual cultivators who wanted to get in with this opportunity.

And these demon cultivators who came here full of expectations, no matter how well prepared they are and how vigilant they are, as long as they enter the city of corpses, they will basically not be able to escape the calculations of this young master of the Shen family.

As for whether there are any powerful figures in this casual cultivator, there is no need to worry at all, there may be, but this number is rare.

Some demonic monks with a little bit of ability either mixed into the Demonic Sect, or were recruited by the many family forces attached to the Sacred Sect.

The Demon Dao forces that have been expelled from Jiuzhou are already poor, and the Demon Dao Loose Cultivators are even more miserable. Without enough resources, even a dragon can't fly.

"it is good!"

Feng Bingwen naturally followed suit and continued to play his current changing role.

As far as the atmosphere of the demonic sphere of influence is concerned, the probability of him accidentally killing a good person by mistake is probably lower than the probability of picking up a fairy while walking on the road.

And the facts have basically verified the conjecture. The demon cultivators who were attracted by the spread of the news and then caught by the servants of Mr. Shen's family counted as one, and provided Feng Bingwen with a few good things. Good deeds ranging from hundreds to thousands.

Because it's okay to pick up good deeds for nothing, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but order those servants to step up their efforts. Although they showed very embarrassed expressions, Feng Bingwen didn't care, he even planned to sneak into the so-called holy sect Before that, harvest them as well.

three days later

Relying on the convenience of his current status, Feng Bingwen quickly figured out everything he wanted to know. For example, the full name of the son of the Shen family he changed now was Shen Bei, and the holy sect he was about to enter was called the Palace of the Corpse King. One place manipulates zombies to become a sect of magic!

Of course, Feng Bingwen didn't just inquire about these insignificant news. These days, he also basically filled in the loopholes that might reveal his identity.

Feng Bingwen has mastered all the art of breathing and a few ghostly spells practiced by this young master of the Shen family. Bingwen really wandered around in front of his parents.

It's just that neither the father nor the mother of Mr. Shen noticed anything unusual, but they were quite caring, or flattering to him, and Feng Bingwen was particularly uncomfortable with that flattering tone.

This made Feng Bingwen once again realize that this place is different from the human race of Kyushu. Although the human race living here has the same appearance as the Jiuzhou human race, except for this point, there is no difference at all. up.

Their cognition, morality and values ​​are completely in line with the cognition of ordinary monks on the way of magic.

Although the Shen family is only a local force in the corpse city, as a local tyrant, the resources they have are not small, especially for the evil forces that mainly refine corpses, people are also a kind of resource.

But even in certain situations where resources are relatively abundant, the Shen family still cultivates the younger generation of the family by raising Gu.

And Young Master Shen was the "Gu King" cultivated through this method of raising Gu. As for those brothers and sisters who had competed with him and were related by blood, they were basically killed by him.

For example, the eight blood corpses currently in Feng Bingwen's hands are made of Shen Bei's cousin. Due to the influence of blood relationship, after the successful refining, they are even more handy to command.

In terms of inappropriate people, even if it is only a small family power, Feng Bingwen is amazed.

In the Nine Continents, it is inevitable that there will be some forces that compete by raising Gu due to lack of resources, but basically they will not be so bloody.

At least it won't happen, such outrageous things as turning competitors into resources can only be done by these magic ways that abandon human relations and morality.

"I'm going to the Corpse King Palace soon, do you want to clean up the Shen family before leaving!"

Feng Bingwen, who had completed all the pretense and gathered the information he needed, couldn't help thinking.

The identity he pretended to have passed the assessment of the corpse king hall, and now he is just making final preparations. In a few days, the corpse king hall will send someone to pick him up and enter the mountain gate.

Before that, Feng Bingwen considered whether to reap another wave of good deeds - to kill his family who was born under the disguise of his identity.

But if you do this, it seems to be a bit high-profile, easy to attract attention, and attract more attention, which is not worth it.

This kind of thing can wait for him to sneak into the Palace of the Corpse King successfully, and then look for opportunities. He can always come out after he goes in, and it will not be too late to wipe out the Shen family.

The waiting time was not too long, but in the past two days, a skeleton flying boat with a length of hundreds of feet arrived in the sky above the city of corpses, and Feng Bingwen also boarded the caravan with carloads of sinister resources. Flying boat.

The function performed by this flying boat is not only to attract the new blood cultivated by the vassal forces in various places, but more importantly, to collect their resources.

Relatively speaking, the latter is more important than the former. The magic way needs resources most. As for new blood, most monks in the way of magic will not think that it is a good thing that there are more competitors.

"Minded in!"

Feng Bingwen, who stepped on the flying boat, followed a female ghost into a cabin with a calm expression. He had just passed the three-level inspection, and all passed without exception.

(End of this chapter)