Changsheng: I can sell everything

At the corner of the mine, Zhang Ping was sitting in a pool of blood.

She tilted her head as if she was thinking about something. In her bloodshot eyes, apart from confusion and madness, she was also a little confused.

Confused about what?

Zhang Ping thought:

Compared with her carefully cultivated descendants, she herself, who was abandoned by her clan very early, has been cultivating all the way up. Now, because of the dual cultivation of Nascent Soul and God Refining, her strength can even surpass the ordinary immortals of the human race.

Perhaps it was more than just ordinary immortals. Zhang Ping clearly remembered that she had not killed any intermediate immortals.

So, is it worth it?

Why? Why has she come to this point?

What has she really gained in this life? What's left?

Is it the all-powerful record in Kyushu?

It doesn't seem to be the case. Killing a mid-level immortal is not enough to make her dominate the world.

Is he the descendant of endless descendants...?

In fact, she doesn't seem to be looking forward to having endless children and grandchildren. After all, if she could live for ten thousand or one hundred thousand years, why would she need endless descendants?

If she is mortal and cannot live long, then no matter how many descendants she has, it seems to have no meaning to her.

Zhang Ping thought uncertainly: She may have given birth to too many children? Actually, you don’t need that many... just three or two?

If she could focus more energy on herself, wouldn't she be more than an earthly immortal today? Maybe she could even become a heavenly immortal?

If she could become both a heavenly being and an out-of-body being, then Zhang Ping would truly have her place in the world of Jiuzhou.

By then, why would she need to hide like this when facing this world of giant spirits?

Or should I just kill whoever I want? Mining as much as you want?

Zhang Ping spat out blood and laughed again.

While laughing, an endless surge of pride suddenly arose in her chest.

Zhang Ping chanted loudly: "I have sharpened a sword for a hundred years, and now I am coming out of the box! I should have understood earlier, I should have understood earlier... Hahaha, out of body! Out of body! Out of body!"

She shouted three times in a row and came out of her body. A Nascent Soul rose from her Dantian and suddenly spurted out of her mouth.

The Nascent Soul was naked and bloody, about three inches tall, and its face looked exactly like a smaller version of Zhang Ping.

There are only two big differences. First, Zhang Ping's face is full of wrinkles, and she has a contradictory feeling of being both kind and fierce, while the Yuanying spewed out of her mouth has a firm face and looks very young.

Another point is that this Nascent Soul has veins on its body like dragons and snakes, bulging high. At first glance, it looks like a baby playing with snakes. It is both ferocious and weird, with an indescribable terrifying tension.

Zhang Ping's mouth was still spitting out blood. The blood was like a fountain, like a dragon's tail, pouring straight towards the Nascent Soul that was flying into the air.

It's too late, but it's soon.

Everything is like lightning and flint, and the brilliance of the night appears.

Chi Chi Chi!

Somehow, Zhang Ping's body suddenly seemed like a deflated rubber ball, with bloody holes everywhere from her eyes, ears, mouth, nose, limbs and bones.

Streams of blood spurted out from it. Zhang Ping yelled, "Get out of the body" or "I have enlightenment", but in fact, her own aura was declining rapidly.

In just a ten thousandth of an instant, her aura declined to almost nothing.

Her already thin and old body seemed to have turned into dry skin and withered bones.

Song Ciwan walked out of nothingness, raised his palm, and pressed it lightly: "Switching the Sky and the Sun" was successful.

She exchanged rare objects and fake treasures for money in exchange for Zhang Ping's Nascent Soul!

At this moment, Zhang Ping is still alive, and the Nascent Soul that has left the body is still Zhang Ping's "object".

This Nascent Soul seems to be alive and dead, but because Zhang Ping's own breath has declined to the extreme, the nature of this Nascent Soul has become closer to that of a dead thing.

Stealing the sky and exchanging the sun is originally a strange Taoist method that can exchange dust for stars.

Its nature is weird and unpredictable, closer to the category of rules. It's just that Song Ciwan's current cultivation level is limited, and he is far from reaching the point where he can exchange dust for stars.

Under such circumstances, the more "advanced" she exchanges for the target item, the less power she needs to exert, and the higher the success rate of the exchange.

Song Ciwan used fake treasure money in exchange for this Nascent Soul, which really showed that he took out a "big gun", which can be regarded as attaching great importance to this thing.

And all this attention was not in vain. In an instant, the terrifying Nascent Soul fell into Song Ciwan's hands!

The moment Yuanying took it, Song Ciwan immediately felt a slight itch in the palm of her hand.

There were clearly countless tentacles emerging from the Nascent Soul, and they seemed to be about to get into Song Ciwan's palm!

But Song Ciwan has now completed the fourth level of the Thunder and Fire Devouring Body Technique, reaching the realm of Kaiyuan Vientiane. In this state, her skin, bones, and muscles appear to be the same as ordinary ones, but in fact they are already like copper skin and iron bones——

This is not an ordinary copper skin and iron bones, it should be the copper of the first mountain, the copper of ten thousand refinements, the iron of the sky, the gold essence in the iron.

The countless tentacles extending out of Nascent Soul only scratched Song Ciwan's itch.

The next moment, she exerted force on her palms and unleashed her magical powers.

Under the pressure of infinite force, the Nascent Soul in the palm immediately died down.

Zhang Ping, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the mine, finally lost all her breath at this moment, and she died.

When the master dies, Nascent Soul will naturally have no master.

Song Ciwan pinched the Nascent Soul and sent it into the scale of heaven and earth. The Scale of Heaven and Earth showed: [The Nascent Soul contains the damaged Nascent Soul of the larvae of the ancient god Zerg. It is half dead and can be sold. 】

Huh?

The larvae of the Ancient God Zerg?

Song Ciwan's heart suddenly moved slightly. This was the first time she saw such an explanation in Scales of Heaven and Earth.

When Ye Sheng's golden elixir was previously collected, the explanation given by Tiandi Scale was that it contained the eggs of the ancient god Zerg.

At this time, the explanation given by the Heaven and Earth Scale for the Nascent Soul was: it contained the larvae of the ancient god Zerg.

Song Ciwan thought of the fragments about Zhang Ping's inner demons that he had seen before, and immediately realized:

For the monks of Jindan Avenue, during the foundation building stage, the Dao Foundation in their bodies only contains one seed. Although this seed is the seed of the ancient god Zerg, the seed has not hatched, and its impact on the human body is actually limited.

When it reached the golden elixir stage, the seed was perfected, wrapped in the golden elixir, and became a complete egg of the ancient god Zerg.

However, insect eggs are insect eggs after all, and the insect eggs have not hatched yet, so emotionally speaking, the average Jindan monk still has more human nature than "worm nature".

For example, in Zhang Ping's memory, she was full of celestial energy in her golden elixir period, and she still had an obvious desire to follow the Tao.

But when it comes to the Nascent Soul stage, the insect eggs begin to hatch!

The hatching eggs will begin to emit various strange substances, which will subtly affect the monk's character.

Just like Zhang Ping remembered, when she reached the Nascent Soul stage, Zhang Ping, who was originally full of fairy spirit, suddenly began to become moody.

There is often nameless anger growing in her heart, causing her to have all kinds of violent thoughts for no reason.

Is it normal to be a cultivator but always feel angry?

As the new year comes, I wish every reader and friend will be happy when they see a dragon, the blue sea and sky will grow, and they will turn into dragons when encountering storms!

The New Year is full of good weather and everything is going well!