Magic Punk

Of course Xuan Yi didn't pay.

He was already very poor, and he couldn't afford the currency Xuan Er collected. Counting this transaction, he had already paid two-sevenths of his soul. In simple calculation, one-third had already gone out.

I really can't afford to offend the devil who is so calculating.

Moreover, although the Trinity Empress's lecture on heaven and earth is very good, for now, he only needs the relevant insights of the Zhizhi Realm. As for the above changes in understanding, it is not what he can hope for now.

Xuan Yi couldn't help but recall the scene when he met Xuan Er for the first time.

At that time, he had just been picked up by Xing Lihua. The poor girl could not provide any effective treatment to Xuan Yi. She could only feed him some hot water and fish porridge, and watched him get closer to death day by day. Xing Lihua finally decided just to relieve his pain without considering any side effects.

Alcohol is the cheapest anesthetic.

As a child, Xuan Yi was not used to the taste of low-quality spirits. Every time he drank it, he would spit it out. Xing Lihua had no choice but to coax the child to drink medicine, and agreed with Xuan Yi that he would take a sip himself. Just take a sip.

In this way, the two children, who were no more than twenty years old together, drank an entire bottle of spirits in that dilapidated wooden house. Then in a deep drunken state, Xuan Yi saw him for the first time. The person who now calls himself Xuanji.

He always used the same image as himself, so Xuanji at that time was a four or five-year-old child wearing a black dress, telling him in bewitching language.

Do you want to get rid of all this pain?

Thinking about it now, Xuanji must have been very weak at that time, so he could only appear in his subconscious when he was drunk.

In that dream, Xuan Yi and Xuan Er made their first deal.

The other party has drawn up all the terms, he just needs to sign and pay.

The first one-seventh of the soul was delivered in this way, and the price was the way to achieve perfection and the way to resist poison.

Xuan Yi never thought that the poison in his body could be dealt with in such a ridiculous way.

It rarely kills its host, and most of the time, you just have to get through it.

So Xuan started drinking heavily, and the girl who once vomited even when she smelled alcohol has now become a severe alcohol dependence patient.

The most important change lies in Xuanji.

Before exchanging souls, Xuan Er could only influence Xuan Yi when he was at his weakest. After exchanging souls, if Xuan Yi was willing, he could meet that devilish existence as long as he fell asleep.

In the long years that followed, Xuan Er had tempted Xuan Yi countless times to make a second transaction, but Xuan Yi was always afraid of this strange existence that came from nowhere, although sometimes he would take the initiative to enter dreams with Xuan Er. They met each other and asked some cheap questions, but Xuan Yi always insisted on saying no to any temptation from this devil.

Until this time, Xuan Yi finally let go and sent the second soul.

The devil's whisper reached his ears.

Xuanji smiled in his ear and said, Isn't it surprising? Boy.

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Devils are not scary in this world, at least a talkative devil is scary.

Especially when that chatty devil can buzz in your ears anytime, anywhere.

At this time, Xuan Yi began to feel lucky. At least Xuan Er was not a talkative, and he kept his mouth shut after he told him to shut up.

His body is being eroded by the other party step by step. From being able to only see each other in dreams, to now being able to directly transmit his voice to himself, he may be able to control his body to do things he doesn't want to do.

Xuan Yi believed that when he sold all his soul to him, the devil would be reborn in him.

Xuan Yi knew that he was feeding the devil with his body, but other than that, he had no choice.

Even deep down in his heart, the young man was vaguely grateful to this honest and trustworthy devil. His soul had nowhere to sell, but the other party at least gave him a place to make an offer.

Xuan Yi finally opened his eyes and woke up from the almost endless dream.

Everything that happened before was so real that Xuan Yi had the illusion that it was a dream before him. He reached out and looked at the timer and found that he had slept for three full hours. Then he began to check his body and confirm that he had really entered. Entered the state of knowledge.

He originally had perfect knowledge of things, and it was a matter of course for him to advance to knowledge. However, for a long time, Xuan Yi had been trying to find a way to control his own poison, or he wanted to use the poison in his body to gain knowledge, so he had delayed it until now. .

Now Xuan Er has given him a way to use the poison in his body to achieve knowledge, and allowed him to experience firsthand the scene where the Trinity Empress preached to heaven and earth. Therefore, even without using any auxiliary drugs, Xuan Yi still judged that he had directly crossed the realm. The perception realm that seems to be understood but not understood has officially entered the first awareness realm, and many advanced abilities of the first awareness realm can be used.

Since what he knows is a strange poison in his body that he doesn't even know the name of, he is not able to master magical supernatural abilities like most knowers. Now that he is the first to know, he can use the stimulation of the poison to further Strengthening one's own strength, speed and agility will not affect calculation and deduction abilities for the time being. This is probably an ability that can be mastered by entering the painting, but even so, Xuan Yi is still very satisfied.

Because he confirmed that another ability he had now mastered, the ability that he had guessed when he guessed that poison could lead to knowledge, actually existed, so at least now, he had finally made up for the most critical link in his plan.

After Xuan Yi tested his body's newly acquired abilities, he immediately took out three small candles from his backpack and lit them one by one. The second pattern was left in his memory, and he redrawn it on the ground with blood, and three candles were placed at the three corners of the pattern.

This is about their method of leaving this deep stream that is almost isolated from the world.

The method given by Xuanji.

The original words of the devil were as follows: Of course I can't let a large group of you go up now, but I know many old friends, and this one happens to be very close to you. Let me give him his contact information.

What Xuan Yi didn't expect was that the contact information Xuan Er gave was to pray for help from that unknown existence, as if he was offering a sacrifice to a god and asking for a miracle.

Xuan Yi confirmed that the rune circle he drew was correct and the three candles were burning smoothly. He closed his eyes and recited silently in his heart with the spiritual knowledge he gained after Zhizhi.

The Eternal Lord above the Ice Lake.

The vast lord of frost and snow.

The final posthumous son, the only remaining divinity in the world.

I pray to you for help. I need to rise from the deep stream to complete my mission.