Chapter 85 Practicing magic skills This was not a joke, he came here with a longing for demonic energy. As for whether there was a difference in the demonic energy between different people, he could not be absolutely sure. After all, he had only tried Feng Chi's demonic energy and his understanding of it was very superficial. However, according to normal understanding, there should be no problem. To be sure, you have to try it. Sun Shigang thought of another question, "Why do you say I am a demon?" Shi Chun: "Okay, you are not a demon, I misunderstood you, come on, release some demonic energy and try it out." Wu Jinliang opened his mouth wide and chuckled. He just liked the way the boss could be reasonable sometimes. Sun Shigang was speechless and could only stubbornly say, "I am not a demon, where did I get the demon energy to give you?" Shi Chun pointed at him and said, "I'll say this one last time. Either you give me the magic energy now, or I go to Xiang Lan'er to ask for the magic energy. You choose one, and choose now." How to choose? Sun Shigang was a little helpless. This was the first time he encountered such a situation. He had heard of robbing money and sex, but he had never heard of robbing magic energy. He wanted to be tough, but the problem was that the other party didn't even ask sensitive questions. Was it necessary to be tough? Being tough also depended on what was sacrificed. The key point was that he didn't lose much by giving up some magic energy. There is absolutely no need to torture yourself to death for something unnecessary. You can use your magic energy to see the situation first, just as a way to test the other party's bottom line.
He could only take a step back and said, "How do I know if you will let me go afterward?" Shi Chun: "If you don't believe it, you won't believe it even if I promise you this. Anyway, if you are willing to help me, I will abide by the Three Veins Covenant. If you are not willing to help each other, we are not fellow travelers. It's that simple. Choose now, give it or not?" "Alas." Sun Shigang sighed, and then said angrily: "You broke my limbs as soon as you started." Shi Chun: "This is not a big problem in the cultivation world. As long as the person is still alive, he will be fine. It seems that you don't want to give it to him, right?" As he said that, he took out another third-grade immobilization talisman, ready to stop the other party from making a poisonous move. He didn't dare to approach and touch the iron chain directly. Given the opponent's level of cultivation, even if he couldn't be killed by the iron chain as a medium, he might be seriously injured. Why did he deliberately hang the person in the air? It was because he had seen the scene where Feng Chi injured Cen Futong, and he knew that he could hurt people with the help of the ground. Hanging people up, with iron chains, stone beams, and cave walls, there were many indirect things, so it was not easy to hurt people. Seeing that the other party had taken out the immobilization talisman again, Sun Shigang cursed in his heart, but in fact he was at the mercy of others and had to face reality. In addition, the other party did not do anything to touch his bottom line, so he could only practice magic silently. Soon, a faint black mist was seen spreading out from the iron tower-like chain, gradually becoming more and more. Seeing the black mist coming towards him and the moment it touched his skin, Shi Chun already felt the joy and cheer in his body. The skills in his body had already started to operate and absorb on their own. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath of the demonic energy, and revealed an expression of great enjoyment. Sun Shigang took a look through the fog and cursed in his heart, "It turns out that I am a demon." Seeing Shi Chun enjoying it so much, Wu Jinliang suddenly became curious. Seeing the mist coming, his nostrils flared and he tried to inhale a little. However, it was just a tiny bit, but it almost made his eyes pop out, and his mouth opened with a clicking sound, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat, and his trachea to lungs seemed to be filled with scorching molten lava, burning him so much that he couldn't breathe and suffocated instantly. In an instant, snot and tears came out, and my eyeballs were filled with bloodshot. The irritation was too intense. How could he dare to stay in the fog? He grabbed his own neck, turned around and staggered away. Just as he walked out of the inner room with the help of the wall, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground. He quickly cast a spell to dispel the pain in his body. When others see evil spirits, they cast spells and hold their breath, not daring to let the evil spirits invade their bodies. But he, on the other hand, actively inhales it into his lungs. Isn't this just seeking excitement? Looking back, he saw the evil spirit surging out. He struggled to crawl towards the cave entrance. Then he felt his body lighten and someone lifted him up. He knew who it was without even looking. It was already bright outside, and he was thrown to the ground, with his big knife thrown next to him. Then a hand was placed on his chest, and a stream of heat invaded his lungs, directly sucking out the evil spirit that was causing him so much pain. Relieved instantly, Wu Jin, lying on the ground, took two deep breaths.
Shi Chun, who was half-crouching beside him, also looked at his palm. An idea came to his mind. If he could absorb the evil energy out of Wu Jinliang's body, could he absorb it out of Sun Shigang's body as well? Wu Jinliang, who had recovered his breath, cried out like a dead dog, "Chuntian, you can actually absorb something so uncomfortable into your body? And you look like you're enjoying it. You've screwed me over so badly." Shi Chun smiled bitterly. From Wu Jinliang's reaction, he finally understood why Feng Chi had determined that he was a member of the evil sect. This matter did not need explanation. He said, "When I go in, you bury the hole, leaving some air holes, so that the evil spirit will not leak out and be discovered. Keep the four people as well, but don't kill them yet. You'd better dig a hole to live in." Wu Jinliang pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Are you really poisoned?" Shi Chun whispered back, "I want to practice magic skills. Magic energy is beneficial to practice." Wu Jinliang stared blankly and said, "No wonder you had to find an excuse to arrest the Sun guy. Is it necessary to beat around the bush? Can't you just say it directly?" Shi Chun apologized, "What do you mean? Uncle Ba taught me magic skills. Is that enough?" Wu Jinliang raised his mouth as if he had a toothache, "No wonder we can't practice it. It turns out that a pure nature is not enough. You need to be born with a demonic nature. So, how long do you have to stay here?" Shi Chun: "I don't know. It won't be wrong to sharpen the knife first. I'll leave the outside to you to protect." Wu Jinliang: "Okay, go ahead and rest assured. If I find anything unusual, I will warn you in time." Shi Chun didn't say anything more. He counted the pills he used for cultivation, turned back to repair the entrance of the cave, leaving a dog hole for him to crawl into. After he took the medicine, he asked Sun Shigang to continue releasing his magic energy to heal his wounds, while he sat cross-legged in the outer room to practice. There was a thick stone wall between him and Sun Shigang, which served as an extra layer of protection just in case. As the demonic energy spread, Shi Chun let go of his skills and absorbed it. The feeling of comfort and pleasure was wonderful, just like a fish that had been dry for a long time returning to the water. Wu Jinliang, who was outside, soon discovered that there was evil energy leaking out of the dog hole. He got scared and quickly got up and grabbed his tools to shrink the hole again and again until the evil energy could no longer be seen. After checking the four again, he took out the pills, swallowed them, and meditated to recover first... It was dawn at the Xiji venue, but it was night in the capital of Shengshenzhou, so the parade grounds were much more lively at night. After the banquet, Miao Dingyi and his family of three, who were passing by nearby, came over again. It was his wife and daughter’s suggestion. Although they knew there was nothing interesting to see at the beginning, Lan Qiaoyan and Miao Yilan still wanted to take a look. It was also the first time they saw Shi Chun looking so sickly, and they were a little worried. Miao Dingyi, who rarely gets to spend time with his wife and daughter, did not disobey and tried his best to accompany and obey his wife and daughter during their vacation. They will not go to the parade ground to squeeze in, but go to the parade ground hill reserved by Young Master Nan. There was almost no one in the pavilions and towers at night. All the nobles were not there. There was only a lonely figure standing by the railing drinking wine. It was none other than Master Nan. After the family of three looked at each other, they were all a little surprised. This young man was a free and easy person, so when did he have the mood to come here to play around? They immediately walked over to say hello. Hearing the footsteps, Master Nan turned around and said with a forced smile, "Brother Miao and sister-in-law are here." He nodded slightly to Miao Yilan. "What's wrong? Are you worried about something?" Miao Dingyi asked as they walked side by side. Young Master Nan said casually, "No." He said no, so Miao Dingyi didn't ask any more questions and stared at the scene on the light screen. Most of the pictures were of Su Yuanzong's handsome men and beautiful women, and occasionally pictures of other people would pop up. After watching for a while, Miao Dingyi smiled. He probably understood why the usually carefree Master Nan was so worried. He turned around and asked, "Are there many people betting on Su Yuanzong?" When asked the point, Young Master Nan sighed and said, "The rich are more rational. It's a 10-to-1 odds. Those who place big bets are relatively fine. On the contrary, there are too many retail investors who place small bets. To be honest with Brother Miao, those retail investors alone have invested nearly 10 billion. I'm afraid I'll lose so much this time that I'll have to pawn my underwear."
I didn't expect so many people to bet. Miao Dingyi smiled and said, "Not really. Master Nan is rich and powerful. You can still afford this little money." Young Master Nan sneered, "Your brother Miao is in charge of the entire Bowang Tower. You know some things. It's not just me who can run this business and get benefits. The problem is that some people can only make money, not lose money." Lan Qiaoyan, who was standing by, was a little puzzled and asked, "Didn't Master Nan say before that it's useless to rely on force alone to find things? We've only just started, why do we feel like we're going to lose?" Miao Dingyi smiled again and raised his chin towards the light curtain. "People have their limits, and it is normal for some things to be unexpected. Comparing the scenes between Su Yuanzong and other sects, haven't you figured it out? Su Yuanzong seems to have gathered a lot of people, and Su Yuanzong seems to be in a position of command. If nothing unexpected happens, all the sects in Xuanzhou where he is located should follow Su Yuanzong's lead. The situation in other continents is different. At most, they can gather a small number of people. The problem is that few sects are strong enough to absolutely crush other sects. Those with some strength in each continent are unwilling to admit that they are inferior to other sects. They all want to compete for the first place in each continent. On the one hand, Su Yuanzong already has the strength to lead the world. In addition, Xuanzhou is working together. The final result should not be a big surprise. Even if Brother Nan loses ten to one, I am afraid he will lose a lot, so he is sad here. " Master Nan's smile was uglier than crying. He bowed to Miao Dingyi, as if begging him to stop talking. So that's what it is. Lan Qiaoyan suddenly realized and looked at Master Nan with sympathy in her eyes. Miao Yilan roughly calculated the amount of compensation and secretly stuck out her tongue. (End of this chapter)