Vol 3 Chapter 695: The **** of the ideological stamp Liang Feifan

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That kid is a monster. Hurry up, hurry up ...
Only those who are alive can dominate.
Stay in the mountains.
...
"Can't win."
Han Tao fled desperately. Most of the monks in the far sea are spelled step by step from the bottom, but no matter how he is a monk in the infant period, he can also be a unique character. He hasn't done this for a long time.
However, the monk Jin Fa made him retreat and escaped!
The supreme heart is broken, an emperor's immortal heart does not know whether it still exists, the mind is swaying like a residual candle, and the heart demon is like a shadow under the wind candle.
Perhaps it is that the current Fawai Tao is very good at the law of demon or illusion. But it doesn't matter, because he knows that he can't maintain his combat effectiveness in a short time.
Such things as spirit and volition cannot be made clear simply. Perhaps some people think that he just chose a life-saving strategy, but he knew that his pride had been shattered, and his hand could no longer control the sword that would like to conquer the kingdom and proclaim the king.
Because, at the moment when the Daoxin pure Yang mantra system was down and part of the heart magic power returned to the state of divine power, his spiritual consciousness was restored. Wang Qi did not cover up, and fully revealed his vitality.
It is really the foundation period.
Facing the weak mana in the late period of foundation, facing the three Yuanying infants, they captured two of them, and then scared off one.
"Absolutely, I can't win ..."
However, despite being smashed together with self-esteem, there is still a little reason left. Han Tao still swept cautiously at low altitude, making a few twists and turns, making sure that no one was following, then secretly returned to the entrance of the hidden ruin, and then covered it with illusion.
During this process, he did not notice an extra idea in his brain.
This is the result of Wang Qi's finger movement in the distance. In cases where "backdoors" and "ports" have been created, releasing the Divine Plague spell is easier than breathing. For him, will is a set of algorithms. It is really simple to add some "functions" without considering stability and efficiency. Sometimes, he even intends to start his own consciousness to bring himself closer to his ideal state. He feels that this is actually the same as the nature of self-cultivation, but it is more time-saving.
The only reason why he didn't do it now is that the Divine Plague is too tyrannical and fatal, not easy to control, and the technical means are not ideal. After all, things like spirit and will cannot be made clear simply.
And now, he is forcing Han Tao to think:
--I'm hungry.
During the foundation period, monks can provide bioenergy without relying on eating and drinking. In order to get rid of the influence of , the ancient law advocated Pigu, and Han Tao, who was the infant of the ancient law revision Yuanyuan, had not had this idea for a long time.
It's probably the first line of life and death, so this is the idea.
--I'm hungry. I want to eat……
Although liberating appetite equals surrender. However, for the rest of this catastrophe, after going back, let ’s have three big bowls of rice to celebrate and celebrate ... use the spirit rice smuggled from Shenzhou in the dead.
Han Tao thinks so.
Poor, he still doesn't know that he wants to eat more than rice.

After finishing his thinking, Wang Qi walked happily in the sparse woods of Longwu Island, and he seemed to be looking forward to the moment of accepting the victory. However, he also knows that this kind of thing is not in a hurry.
The virus most likely to extinct species is not dead, but the incubation period is long enough and just deadly.
Wang Qi strolled all the way and took a look at the scenery. This is the first time he has observed the ecology of overseas islands up close, and only feels that everything is fresh. Most of the trees here are palms, but they are weird. Not only are the palms not straight and straight, but they are crooked. Some trees grow very thick. Some are very low and bifurcated, almost turning into shrubs.
Wang Qi never thought that there are such palm-like shrubs in the world!
There are more types of lichen and moss on the ground. In addition to the common green on the road, Wang Qi has seen a bright red, a purple, and a pale blue.
After walking for a while, Wang Qi stopped suddenly and asked, "Az meow?"
"Meow?"
Wang Qi sighed helplessly: "Although it is interesting to see novel species, it makes me feel bored if you don't talk to me!"
"Eh?" Mao Zimiao said with a smile: "No! The Lingzhi of this island is very interesting and very funny. If I can take it back, maybe I will get a big reward for discovering new species!"
Wang Qi stared at Mao Zimiao and looked twice: "Do you think my means just now are too excessive? Much like Demon Monk?"
"It's not meow! No!" Mao Zimiao shook his head fiercely: "I'm also a monk of Tianling Mountain anyway, this academic literacy is still there!"
Wang Qi knocked a knife on Mao Zimiao's head: "Don't lie in front of me again, you stupid cat! When you find that you have hundreds or thousands of merits, would this expression be?"
Mao Zimiao covered her head with some grievances: "Meow ..."
Wang Qi shook his head: "Forget it. The one I just used is indeed a forbidden technique. As a celestial monk, it's normal for you to be uncomfortable ... Really. But I can explain that I usually don't use it like this. Fierce means. "
The Demon Curse cannot be removed, but the effect can be offset. Wang Qi even hopes that one day, all mankind will be able to use the magic spell that removes the negative effects. However, it is indeed cruel to take away all the soul and vitality of a person and build a mental demon system.
Wang Qi remembered Ai Qinglan's merciless punch and turned away.
Forget it, Tianlingling, it's all this character-really, there is one less friend.
Mao Zimiao whispered behind him, "Although ... it's kind of like magic, but you are not that kind of person, Ozaki. Moreover, Shiqin is still in their hands, wanting to rescue her, and Brother Ai's words It ’s not impossible to use fierce means. Also, I know that you ’re sick of Gu Faxiu because of your hometown ... If I suffer the same thing, I may be even more excessive ... "
Wang Qi looked back in surprise: "Do you mind if I destroy the soul?"
Mao Zimiao blinked: "I didn't know how many mice to dissect every day when I first entered the martial arts ..."
Wang Qifu: "I almost forgot ..."
On the earth, no means can prove that "soul" is a material thing, nor can it explain the necessity of this material thing if it exists. Therefore, on the earth, the "soul" in most contexts is assumed to be equivalent to "thinking" and "consciousness" by default.
However, in this universe, the soul is material. After this Faxian Dao revealed the essence of the soul and the truth of the robbery, the soul no longer possesses sacredness. This is a nature of attacking the brain-no human rights institution in China has ever declared fighting the attack on the enemy ’s head as inhumane?
Wang Qi asked: "Why did you ignore me just now?"
Mao Zimiao lowered his head: "I always think that you were so strange meow ... and earlier, when you were fighting with the dragon ..."
I always feel that you have been thrown farther ...
You live a wonderful life no matter where you are, but I do n’t know ...
Wang Qi scratched his head, and felt that girls were sometimes weirdly hypocritical. He sighed and decided to use the last resort.
"Meow! What are you doing! Let go!"
Wang Qi laughed as he rubbed Mao Zimiao's ear: "La La La La ... just not talking to me about this matter makes me bored?"
"Meow! Let go!"
After a while, Wang Qi took two steps back. Mao Zimiao blushed, covering her ears with tears in her eyes, staring at Wang Qi without a word.
"Uh ... Azmeo, you look at me like that, I'm embarrassed ..."
"Humph." Mao Zimiao twisted her neck.
Wang Qi sighed: "We are in a hurry to save people ..."
Although it takes a long time to wait for the "Trojan Horse" to erupt, but that, saving people is like saving fire!
Mao Zimiao then glanced at Wang Qi: "Oh."
The two walked a few more steps. This time, Mao Zimiao took the initiative to ask: "What kind of forbidden surgery is it?"
Wang Qi smiled a little: "This is a little gadget I made in Shenjing."
The Great Devil Curse is an epoch-making technology that will be extended to the whole of China in the future, and it is not something that needs to be kept secret, as long as it does not tell the truth of the Shenjing incident. Wang Qi picked up something that could be said, and said the magical use of the magic spell.
Mao Zimiao heard a stunned voice: "Wasn't they dangerous in Shiqin?"
"Relax, this spell has a bottom-level discrimination judgment and will not contaminate Dao Jinfa Xiu."
This is the mechanism that Feng Luoyi completed writing in Shenjing. Otherwise, he might not dare to give the memory of the Devil's Big Curse to Wang Qi, a lawless person.
"But, according to what you said, this can't defeat a distraction monk?" Mao Zimiao thought about it: "Maybe the division monk can't get rid of the magic spell of the demon in a short time, but it can still contain the influence ... ... Osaki, you laugh so weirdly. "
"Because I know a guy in the Yangshen Pavilion and learned some strong hints. If you give stimulation to specific areas of the brain or soul, you will form strong hints that override the instincts. This kind of stuff can shake the monk more than ordinary demons. The mind is more difficult to control than the demon. Once you hit it, the ability to concentrate on the cast will be reduced by a few percent. "Wang Qidao said:" This kind of strong hint was originally easy to lift. But mix it into the devil's big curse and cast it. If it is, it is as indelible as a brand. So, I call it the 'Seal of Thought'. "
For Mao Zimiao, there is no need to talk about the Divine Plague Mantra. However, some special applications can still be talked about.
Mao Zimiao wondered: "What hint did you give the monk?"
"In terms of results, one is‘ this will lose ’. One is‘ hungry.
Wang Qi smiled:
There is another ...


At this time, Han Tao had just walked into Yongdao. Obviously it was not a long flight, but it made him feel almost collapsed. He held the yoke in his hand, only to find that his hands were covered with dust.
"Uncle Han Shi, you are back." Two Jindan monks saw Han Tao and saluted him respectfully.
Han Tao nodded, but his eyes looked at his hand.
Dusty hands.
--I'm so hungry……
After Jade Jane was in the same door, Han Tao's whole mind was relaxed. The whole person seemed to have just finished the housework.
--eat……
In a trance, he licked his hand unconsciously.
This is a very strange thing. If something instinctively judged to be "inedible" enters the mouth, the throat will automatically lock and vomiting will appear. Some people are useless even if they force themselves.
Dust and mud are naturally one of them.
However, Han Tao has a feeling of licking soft white sugar.
He looked at the thin layer of soil on the ground, and it felt like he was stepping on a large block of eggs or grilled chicken. The rock face looked like confectionery to him.
The more disgusting the sweeter.
The more you can't eat it, the more delicious it is.
The more smelly, the more fragrant.
At this time, Han Tao only discovered the faint blue light reflected on the stone wall. That was the brilliance of the five plagues, and the light source was himself.
"Do not……"

Wang Qi laughed disgustingly: "There is another ... very special. I call it" Shit! Liang Feifan! ""
Seriously, I do n’t really want to use this trick. I hope that the group of ancient cultivators will complete the valley and not build toilets.
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