Unlucky black cat

Clatter!

The most direct controller has been lost.

Hundreds of tons of ownerless water instantly collapsed and fell toward the ground.

Some of them hit Jiang Sheng's wind wall and were crushed to pieces.

Some of them threw themselves on the streets of the deserted city, gathering into floods.

Some, crushing the towering attic, venting their unwillingness.

Marchers gathered in the courtyard of the Buddhist temple.

He was also drenched by a ladle of water and turned into a drowned rat.

However, due to Jiang Sheng's careful care, they were not affected by the flood.

Just got wet clothes.

Under the torrent of hundreds of tons, this was obviously an extremely lucky result.

call.

at the same time.

Countless disasters and spiritual powers.

It also began to flow from the bhikshuni's body into Jiang Sheng's body.

Then a vision appeared in the zenith.

The clouds then swirled towards the fierce wind.

Black cat feeling.

Your own body is being transformed.

It is a complete alienation originating from the physiological and genetic level.

It seems that it is about to be promoted to a special-level spell.

Once you cross that level.

Jiang Sheng can unlock a unique power of his own without relying on the resentful spirit.

Just like the transformation of Yun Gui and Madam Qi.

It is also like the hidden edge of Yue King Gou Jian's sword.

However, just when the cat demon was about to break through.

The bhikshuni's spiritual power suddenly dried up.

The endless disaster has lost its anchor.

With nowhere to go, it can only drift away in the wind.

Unfortunately, it was just a little bit close.

Looking down, he saw his skin becoming more and more translucent.

Jiang Sheng sighed regretfully.

It takes strength, at least right now.

Because only power can allow it to protect civilians in this world.

Because only strength can make it kill three thousand resentments without fail.

It's still not powerful enough.

Unfortunately, it is just a bhikshuni.

Apparently not enough for Black Cat to evolve.

…

So, you want to capture spiritual energy for humans by hunting the monsters here?

In the wilderness outside the deserted city.

Wei San examined the talisman in Sanqianyuan's hand.

The other party's plan was finally made clear.

good.

Sanqian smiled resentfully, raised his eyes and watched another monster disappear, and then talked about it casually.

I said, I want everyone to become a psychic. Let everyone become a manager of curses. By then, everyone will master the spell of making wind and rain, and everyone will have the ability to awaken. The potential of resentful spirits. We, humans, will be completely independent from this world, and we will no longer need to bow our heads in order to survive. We will be able to pursue true freedom.

...

Wei San was silent.

There was no immediate comment on Three Thousand Resentments.

But he wavered.

Three Thousand Resentments knows.

He knows it himself.

What if, Wei San thought.

If everyone could have spiritual power.

Then in this world, there should be no poverty without a stable place to live, and there should be no famine that can kill people.

after all.

If psychic powers could be used to build houses.

If psychic powers could be used to irrigate fields.

If psychic powers could be used to improve lives.

Then, it should be a wonderful world.

But how can you guarantee it?

Thinking about it.

Wei San's gaze suddenly raised a little higher.

How do you ensure that everyone has talent and that the talent is average?

So, Xu Ming is very important.

Listening to Wei San's question, Sanqianyuan suddenly gave a confused reply.

His split will be the key to everything.

Anyway.

Xu Ming's role was not elaborated on.

The next moment, Sanqian Yuan turned around and stared at Wei San.

I know and admit that I am definitely not a good person. My hands are stained with the blood of many innocent people. I will do whatever it takes to achieve my goals. I can completely understand your unwillingness to cooperate with someone like me. But Wei San, do you dare to make a bet with me?

Bet, what bet?

Looking at Sanqianqian's confident expression very carefully. Wei San's brows frowned together unconsciously.

Bet, the attitude of those high-level officials.

Three thousand resentments saw this.

He smiled and held up a finger.

You said, if only, let everyone know that there are spiritual practitioners, so that everyone can choose their own future.

Is something like this really a threat to today's society? I think should not be. But will the higher-ups stop it? Will those who are privileged because of their spiritual power stop it? Will those who are superior because of their assets stop it?

They will, Wei San, please believe me, they will. And that's the bet I'm going to make with you. In the near future, I will launch an online referendum. Let people choose whether to become a spiritual person or to continue to be an ordinary person.

I will even show everyone a plan on how to revive spiritual energy.

When that time comes, Wei San.

When that time comes, if the reaction and actions of the top management disappoint you, come and help me.

Come and help me and practice justice for the weak together.

…

Boom, boom, boom!

A heavy muffled thunder sounded.

Walking alone on the streets of a deserted city.

Zhao Haiqing raised his eyes and looked up at the sky.

There are still electric lights lingering among the clouds and mist in the distance.

The black cat should be there.

Zhao Haiqing remembered the other party's breath.

He's very good at this.

But who was responsible for the flood just now?

Could it be that something has already gotten involved with the black cat?

Think of this.

Zhao Haiqing quickened his pace again.

He wants to find the black cat.

Because this city is extremely weird.

There are too many powerful auras, enough to make ordinary people shudder.

Click, click, click.

On the silent street.

The young man dragged his suitcase.

Marching in a hurry.

There was a constant sound of the wheels colliding.

Until there was an old carriage.

He suddenly stopped in front of him.

tread.

Only then did Zhao Haiqing stop.

There are eyes tilting on the carriage.

If nothing else happens.

This will probably happen again.

The first time you died and I met.