Dimensional Eroders

Chapter 333 I'm thinking... I can rule the roost in martial arts without wielding a knife!

After reading the cheat book, Bailang put away the cassock, and Lin Pingzhi didn't complain about it. On the contrary, from Bailang's frankness and generosity, he felt trust, respect and care, and was secretly moved in his heart, vowing to carry forward Master's mantle and become a true hero.

At this time, Bailang said: "This evil sword manual is magical but extremely strange. I don't recommend you to learn it. Also, you have unhealed wounds, stretch out your hand, and I will call your pulse first."

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi raised his right wrist.

The Bailang pulse technique is not the radial artery in traditional Chinese medicine, but a blood reading technique derived from blood therapy. The two sides have similarities, and he has also developed small skills such as "ripple sonar sprinting, Gatlin Xiaoleiyin B-ultrasound".

"You were injured by Mu Gaofeng last night. The kick he kicked in your lower abdomen was filled with true energy, and it was corrosive. It has already damaged the viscera and meridians. It needs to be adjusted. For the next few days, don't use your internal strength rashly." Bailang said point.

Lin Pingzhi nodded again and again: "I felt strange when I woke up in the morning, but when I tried to exercise my abdomen, it was like being stabbed by a knife."

"I'm here to treat you. Here is a bottle of Yuandan and this oral liquid. Take three bottles a day in the morning, noon and evening, and you will recover soon."

Bailang pushed blood across the palace for him, used blood transfusion therapy as a base, and gave him a box of newly formulated 'Carp King Oral Liquid'. Stimulate body functions with fel fish blood and tap his vigorous vitality. Although there is suspicion of overdraft, the side effects are minimal. Drink a few more bowls of salted fish king soup and eat a few meals of Sinking Demon BBQ to make up for it.

After sending Lin Pingzhi away, Xu Fugui brought today's dinner.

Hmm...the four heavenly kings who dedicated their lives to the study of Gu art at noon continued to glow and glow at night, dedicating their bodies from hell to gather energy for Bailang.

Perhaps because of eating too much, the special nutrients provided by the fallen demon are getting less and less. It was difficult for these hell monsters to generate new stimulation and reinforcement to his 'horizontal training', they were just high in calories and full.

The same predicament also appeared in the carp king, which is not above level 13. It is a pity to discard the tasteless food. It can only be used as rations for silly fufu. However, the face-slapping evolution of King Carp has been stuck at the highest level of 19 and has been unable to break through.

In the end, Bailang believed that his road of food supplementation should start from three aspects.

The first is the ingredients, and it is necessary to find new ingredients of higher quality to bring new stimulation and strengthening to the body; second, the recipe, the only 'Salted Fish King' he has mastered is only a ring of the resonance recipe. In addition, there is a five-heart secret banquet, but it is useless; finally, Bailang starts to face up to the 'food paradise' where Sister Yuan is, maybe cooking skills can really be magical?

The food he makes himself is delicious, but lacks soul and cannot be enhanced. However, the food cooked by the cooks in the gourmet paradise is like a panacea, which has been strengthened in many ways, which is comparable to free foundation solidification.

If things go on like this, if they pile up, it is also an objective force. Bailang even regretted training Silly Fufu to be an assistant in the medical department instead of a chef in the gourmet department. The silly girl likes to eat so much... What a mistake.

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As it was getting dark, Lang sat alone at the desk, staring at the evil-proof cassock in a daze.

Although he strongly opposes Lin Pingzhi's going down the evil path of the palace, but he never forgets this martial art. "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" is the only top-level martial arts mental method he has obtained so far, and it has been certified by the paradise, which can be consolidated into the ability column. It's so rare.

In the introduction of [Evil Resisting Sword Manual], there is a [Extreme Speed] attribute. If you solidify this martial art, you can open the five attribute columns of agility, physical fitness, spirit, perception, and charm, which can indeed be called a 'magic skill'.

After seeing that 'charm', Bailang almost didn't cry out. It was really too difficult for him, and he was about to be promoted to the second difficulty. Finally, he came across a skill that could strengthen his charm, and he didn't want to miss it.

Although he doesn't understand, what is the principle of the gods that practicing 'resisting evil spirits' can increase charm? But +charm doesn't it smell good. Although "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" is full of flaws and risks, it is the only superior martial art available.

For other advanced martial arts, there are too few ways to get started, making it even more difficult. Moreover, the paradise does not recognize it, and it will be cleared after leaving, and the bamboo basket is still in vain. Therefore, from all aspects, 'dispelling evil spirits' was his best choice.

Instead of worrying about gains and losses and regretting and sighing in the future, it's better to gamble vigorously, what if I am the one in a thousand wizard who wards off evil spirits?

As for the ╰ひ╯ link that most challenges men's bottom line, he is not afraid.

Swinging a sword from the palace? It doesn't exist at all, it's a joke! I, Bailang, a majestic man of eight feet, is unyielding in poverty and mighty and unyielding. Am I the kind of person who is afraid of going crazy and afraid of death? I don't ╰╯, let me die if I have the ability!

...after half an hour...

"Puff...Puff...!" Bai Lang spat blood wantonly. (Refer to the king of kings, piercing intestines)

He transformed all the "power of ripples" in his body into "evil-proofing true qi", and then successfully bled from the seven orifices, and the internal fire attacked the heart, and the qi was like a gossamer.

A gust of wind blew out the candles on the table, and the whole world returned to darkness.

[You experienced a violent obsession, burning with desire, retrograde qi and blood, and died of broken meridians. This is an unprecedented new death method for a ship. In view of your spirit of inquiry, IBM particles +10 and then +1 (additional reward)]

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo""

When Bailang regained his sanity, the silly fufu was hugging him and crying bitterly, with snot and tears all over his body.

"Didn't I just say that I wouldn't just let the dog lead me on like this?" Bailang patted his head and stabilized Sharfu.

The little guy sobbed and nodded, put his arms around Bailang's neck with a look of fear, and said aggrievedly: "Forget it."

After another stick of incense, Bai Lang opened his mouth to vomit blood again, the scale was smaller than the previous one. His face was like gold paper, and his expression was sluggish.

"Damn it, I've only transformed the ripples for five years, and the meridians in my body can't bear it anymore. Do I have to be inoculated with 'Egg Gu' to continue?"

Ripples flow in the blood, when they are transformed into evil spirits. The disadvantages of not ╰hi╯ will appear.

[If you don't come from the palace, you will be born with heat. 】

As the "Baolong Party", Bailang challenged the more difficult path of the dragon clan's practice. The "evil warding true qi" transformed by Ripple in five years far surpassed a novice warrior who practiced evil warding from scratch.

A normal warrior would have to endure the pain of burning his body for such reckless actions. He took five years' worth in one breath, which is tantamount to suicide.

At this moment, he only felt that his stomach was scorching hot, and there seemed to be a pill furnace under his lower abdomen, as the ripples were continuously poured in, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and the scorching true energy of yang and strength rushed up from the bottom, and it was chaotic, and it was about to fry the furnace .

[The heat starts from the body, and the body burns. 】

This is a state very similar to overconsumption of 'Burning Blood', but more violent and intense. However, his physique is too strong, even if he does not accept Gu transformation, he is far superior to ordinary human beings.

So Bailang didn't die suddenly, but suffered heart-piercing pain, felt the burning sensation in his body, and the pain that his meridians were violently destroyed and torn apart.

"Horizontal refining! Element golden bell cover, magic anti-iron cloth shirt!"

The evil spirit at this moment is also a kind of energy damage. He used horizontal exercises to lock his body and isolate the inside and outside. Just like the lock ripples before, weird changes are taking place in the body.

If the continuous tearing and burning sensations are shielded, this evil spirit can be regarded as powerful. This feeling of being so powerful that it is about to explode... He suddenly realized in his mind that this is clearly the self-destructive method of the "Demon Disintegration Dafa"!

"Hahaha, ahahaha..."

In the bedroom, Bailang let out a series of wild laughter, holding a screwdriver in his hand, and stabbed himself in the heart, prolonging the time before he died suddenly, feeling that he had gained strength in exchange for his life: "The Dafa of warding off evil and disintegrating, I have created another shortcut Efficient martial arts unique skills. I would like to call it-a unique skill!"

After saying this, he finally couldn't control the burning speed of the ripples in his body, and continuously transformed into evil spirit qi, and a mouthful of blood mist soared three feet, because the internal fire was strong, the meridians were retrograde, the fire became obsessed, and the pulse died suddenly. The body crashed to the ground.

[You experienced a stupid self-destruction, IBM particle +0.7]

"Why are you crying again?" Bailang asked, wiping away Sharfe's tears.

"Can't help QДQ!"

"Why!"

Regardless of this fool, Lang fell into thinking. Having gone mad twice and died, he has already felt the horror of "╰ひ╯Sword Manual".

However, Bailang thought, if he persevered in the wrong way, and didn't perish in the madness, he would only develop and develop in the madness.

Different from those warriors who practice sunflowers by mistake and go crazy, ranging from paralysis to violent death, Bailang, as a master of horizontal training, has a body as strong as a dragon and a tiger, and he will not be easily led by a dog. Moreover, he is equipped with blood healing techniques, and he has undead to reduce injuries and extend his life. If he drags "Evil Resisting" all the way to practice, will one day, the compellable sword manual have to adapt to him?

His greatest asset is that he can repeat trial and error. The spirit-moving method of falling from a building, the method of body training with five fireball elements, and the secret method of Gatlin Leiyin's marrow washing and blood-yielding method, which one was not achieved under the accumulation of many lives? This kind of fruit obtained through hard work and sweat is particularly delicious to taste.

Lang thought he could do it! There's no why, it's a strong gut feeling. Just like every time he passed by a lottery station, the feeling of winning the first prize was always imminent, forcing him to raise and re-raise, otherwise he would miss hundreds of millions.

"Fight it, do it again!"

puff!

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground red. Thanks to the recasting, he is resurrected with full blood every time, so that he has an endless stream of blood to spray as much as he wants.

"Happy!" After spitting out a mouthful, he suppressed the burning pain.

Trembling, he took out the bloodthirsty man, another blood transfusion therapy, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't read (practice) to provoke me." The silly fufu said pitifully, wanting to cry, hoping that Bailang would not continue to practice. She will feel bad.

"Hey, I'm thinking about it... I just vomit and vomit like this. One day, my body will get used to it. Pfft... This evil sword manual is really exciting! It is indeed a martial art that can only be practiced with a handle."