Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

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Looking at these words, Zhao Hao finally calmed down.

He carefully flipped through the book, and every time he passed, he had to confirm it with himself and understand it with his heart.

He looked very serious, and in all the books he had read in his life, he had never been so serious.

at last.

He burned the book.

Return to Jinwufu.

"Brother Hao, have you stabilized your cultivation?" Ye Jin was scolding the maid, but when he saw Zhao Hao, he smiled happily, and he really liked it now.

Taking in Zhao Hao, who was seriously injured, was the most correct decision in his life.

Zhao Hao was noncommittal and said:

"There's one thing I don't remember very well, I want to ask if you know."

"Brother Hao, why are you being so polite? Just say it."

Zhao Hao said: "Qingzu, do you know what it is?"

Young people?

Ye Jin thought deeply and felt that the name was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. Literally, it should be a race, but as far as he knew, it did not exist on this continent.

"Brother Hao, are you sure you remember correctly?"

Zhao Hao shook his head, "It's written in the Promise Sect manual."

Ye Jin was stunned, and said with a long smile: "I said, why do you have an impression. Brother Hao, what do you think about those things? They were all made up by evil cultivators, and none of them can make up straw sandals."

Zhao Hao's face was condensed, and he asked again: "Then I remember there is something like a 'world tree'. It is said that it will bear a kind of fruit, and eating it can transform the bloodline. Have you heard of this?"

"World tree fruit? Of course there is."

Ye Jin said and waited for a while, then went to the Treasure Pavilion to get the treasure. After a while, he took back a box with a huge source crystal inside, and the inside was sealed with Chaos Qi.

Zhao Hao watched it for a while and wanted to try it.

Ye Jin smiled and said: "This thing was left by the ancestors, and it is useful to those loose cultivators. For Brother Hao, I'm afraid it's meaningless, so let me come, so that Brother Hao can be the right-hand man in the future."

Zhao Hao was silent, he thought seriously, and once again felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere.

He felt like he was missing something important.

Afterwards, he looked for a lot of things as verification, and finally found that most of the things mentioned in the brochure were vague and vague.

"I'm going out."

Zhao Hao didn't want to do those things so early, but he had a vague feeling that when the dragon energy in his body was completely merged, there might be a change, and he planned to leave immediately.

"Where is Brother Hao going?"

Ye Jin came over and said with concern: "Brother Hao is no less than those old monsters now. The evil cultivator has been a little rampant recently. Do you want to show them twice?"

"Not first." Zhao Hao said.

Ye Jin didn't ask any more questions, and instead said, "Then what are your plans? It's not very safe outside, so let's keep a low profile. I'll ask my subordinates to help you with anything."

"Are you teaching me to do things?" Zhao Hao stared at Ye Jin.

For some reason, Ye Jin shuddered in his heart and laughed loudly, "Where did Brother Hao say, my Jinwu clan is Brother Hao's home. You are always welcome wherever you go!"

Immortal light flashed, Zhao Hao disappeared in place like lightning.

Ye Jin gradually frowned.

"Fuck, how long has it been, and I pretended to be with me."

"It's really inflated, and it's easy to forget your roots."…

After all, he suddenly turned pale and covered his mouth subconsciously.

This Zhao Hao's promotion was so fast that he even forgot that this was already the old monster of Nascent Soul.

…

Ye Jin never thought that Zhao Hao had returned to his hometown.

The secular world where he lived before he entered the Qingyun Sect.

It is a pity that since the Qingyunzong chaos, his home in the secular world has suffered disasters and has long since been turned into ruins.

This small county has almost turned into a ghost town, the collapsed walls are covered with moss, and the cobwebs are hung with fallen leaves.

Standing in the ruins, Zhao Hao felt that he should be sentimental, but at the moment he has no emotions.

Pulling off the rusted iron rope, he opened the door, and he took out a small book from under a brick in the corner.

There is a lot of sloppy handwriting on it.

These are the various wishes, goals, and ideals he wrote down before stepping into the world of cultivation.

He used a very slow speed to read the handwriting again.

In a short time, I reminisced about the ups and downs after entering the cultivation world.

"I obviously remember everything, but I can't really understand the mood at that time. I really want to forget something." Zhao Hao said to himself.

He was walking in the ruins alone, thinking hard, and finally woke up suddenly when he saw an old tree that he often climbed as a child.

"I entered the cultivation world because I wanted to protect my family."

"I want to move my family to the main city, I want to heal Master's old wounds, I want to make a name in the four corners of the world, cut off evildoers, and wipe out all the robbers and bandits in these ten miles and eight townships."

"But what the **** am I doing?"

"I watched my father and my fellow villagers die, but I didn't feel sad at all, and became so indifferent."

"I only care about cultivation, since when did my desire only be cultivation?"

"Since when did I think that cultivation is for ascension? People live for ascension? Who told me this idea? Who put this obsession into my mind?"

Zhao Hao muttered to himself, tears gushing out, but he touched the corner of his eyes, but there was not a single tear.

He can't get out.

"My life is rough, who made it?"

"Is it an evil cultivator? It doesn't seem to be."

"It's **** me!"

In an instant, Zhao Hao remembered a lot of things, and the fog-like memory was cleared. He remembered the reason for his recent sleep, the strange demon he encountered shortly after waking up, and the golden dragon. It was not the first time. Appeared, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was lying to him.

"Fuck me out of here!"

Zhao Hao held his head and roared in a low voice.

What dragon spirit, what golden dragon, you deceived me!

Sitting cross-legged, he used the vast power of his soul to search for himself, trying to find the clues of the golden dragon. He knew that the thing was not dead, so it lurked on him.

However, he couldn't find it.

The rhythm of life, the invisible rules, he couldn't resist.

Those eyes in the body were still indifferent, and worse, they were even merging.

And worst of all, Zhao Hao felt that his anger was gradually fading, he became quiet, restrained, indifferent, and a new perception appeared.

It is called "accepting oneself" and "listening to destiny".

Then, his previous thoughts were gradually forgotten, as if it had never happened.

"Is this the power of heaven's will?"

Zhao Hao simply stopped worrying, he learned the method in the booklet, bit his finger, and began to write on the paper with blood.

After writing, he carefully put the booklet in his arms.

At this moment, he can't remember clearly, he only remembers that something very important happened just now, which filled his heart with evil spirits.

Suddenly, a white shadow passed by.

Zhao Hao turned his head and saw a squinting white fox sitting on a low wall not far away.

That white fox was spotless, and appeared in this filthy ruin, with a strange sense of incongruity, and Zhao Hao felt extremely strong emotions from the first sight of the white fox.

Vigilance, killing intent, resentment.

Following the fading memory, Zhao Hao was extremely wary of this emotion, he held back, as usual.

"Are you going to cooperate?"

The white fox opened his mouth and confided his words.

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