Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Eyes closed and opened.

The ethereal feeling of floating disappeared, and Bai Bing felt the body.

In front of him was a golden censer, with three sticks of incense sticking into it, burning slowly, the smoke formed three strands, converging in the air, turning into a mist of uneven thickness.

In front of the incense burner, facing a door, there are several rows of long-burning lights beside it, and a plain blanket is spread from the door to the feet.

There are also many white marble sculptures nearby, engraved with the nine-tailed fox totem, dignified and holy.

There are red candles burning beside it, and there are even a few three-foot-high statues of gods on the left and right, like door gods and guards.

And in the middle.

It was a coiled jade fox, the hard jade stone was flowing like a liquid at this moment, and a pair of long and narrow eyes slowly opened.

indifferent.

Then, speak human language.

"Grass, how did I become a fox?"

Sensing the place of this world from the void, he came down without hesitation, only to find that he was possessed by this thing.

There was a bronze mirror hanging on the wall beside him, and when he looked at it, it looked familiar.

"At that time, in the Qingqiu tribe, before leaving, I recognized a white fox jade carving with true blood, their sacred beast and offering, so I can possess it?" He thought.

I can't attach myself to my body, and I didn't expect that there would be such a way out if I inadvertently planted willows and willows to make a shade.

He got used to it for a while, and found that this new body was a bit unusual. The flawless white fur was like liquid, flowing, but also restrained in shape, like venom.

Look at the bottom first.

Not even.

Also, it is normal for a jade fox, a god, to be asexual.

In addition to these, the whole fox is lifelike.

Needless to say, he felt that this was some black technology from "that era".

Because he remembered what the Lord Qingqiu had said at the time, this "recognition ceremony" is also part of the legend, and this thing definitely does not belong to this era.

So, this counts as my new body?

Forget it, let's make do with it first, at least he's still alive.

He thought about it, stretched out his paws for a while, and then pawed.

The censer in front of him fell to the ground with a bang and fell apart.

There was the sound of footsteps outside, the door was pushed open, and he saw that it was night.

A small man rubbed his eyes and came in, "Who's cat came in again, the doors are all closed."

Bai Bing still knew this person, it was Lizi.

Suddenly, Lizi froze in place, staring at the white fox and its narrow eyes, stunned.

A few seconds later, she screamed strangely, and then clasped her hands together, "The divine beast, it, it... is alive?"

Bai Bing watched indifferently, he didn't know how he always met this guy, but now he wanted to get out quickly and find out the situation.

Boom.

The door was closed.

Lizi blocked the door, her eyes were as bright as light bulbs, and then she closed the window.

"What a cute fox, hey, hey"

"Come here, dear."

"..."

Bai Bing said indifferently, "Is this how you treat gods?"

Lizi was taken aback, "You can still talk."

She rubbed her hands resentfully, and said, "Excuse me, are you the guardian beast of our Qingqiu clan?"

"Um."

She was obviously extremely shocked. As the treasure of the Qingqiu clan, an inheritance of ancient relics, something that even the king refused to exchange for money, turned out to be a living thing?

"Will that let me touch it?" she said cautiously.

Bai Bing thought that this guy was really big-hearted, and he was so disrespectful to your treasures, so he remained indifferent, "Go and call your lord, I have something to ask."

"Ah, yes."

She looked at it, "Shall I carry you over there?"

The white fox looked at her indifferently.

She ran out angrily and locked the door behind her.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps came again, more lively.

The Lord of Qingqiu, Mu Qingyin, came in person, accompanied by two high priests in white robes.

Mu Qingyin's eyes were filled with brilliance, and she stared at the white fox, while the two white-robed high priests were even more shocked, and hurriedly put down their sticks and prostrated themselves on the ground.

"God, are you finally back?"

Only then did Mu Qingyin realize, and she bowed slightly, "Welcome the gods to wake up and return. I am Mu Qingyin, the eighty-sixth generation lord of Qingqiu."

The two white-robed high priests were about to cry. According to legend, the resurrection of the beast is an auspicious sign, so I, the Qingqiu clan, want the source of blessings to flow?

The white fox is sitting on the altar, looking at it indifferently, only blinking from time to time, showing that it is a living thing.

This made several people feel the invisible majesty. One of them, as if waking up from a dream, hurriedly took out the storage ring, took out a drawing board and a pair of brackets, and began to sketch, wanting to record this picture forever.

Mu Qingyin said: "You came to my Qingqiu, what's the matter?"

"They go, you stay." The white fox finally spoke, his voice full of magnetism.

The two priests were obviously reluctant to give up. After looking at it again and again, the high priest who was the painter frowned anxiously, "I haven't finished the painting yet, it's done."

After a while, several people left, Bai Bing looked at Lord Qingqiu and said, "I have a few questions."

"You say."

Mu Qingyin looked at the white fox from time to time, with respect in her eyes.

"I feel a special will, it has left traces, how long has it been gone?" White Fox said.

He was deliberately vague and didn't want to reveal more information, leaving her to figure it out.

"You mean the original sacrificial spirit?"

Mu Qingyin said: "The will manifested before the original sacrifice to the spirit has had a great impact on the world, especially in Zhongzhou, less than a month has passed."

Is it a month?

Bai Bing felt relieved. In the previous state, he had no concept of time, and he was afraid that decades would pass by at once.

Although her appearance has not changed much, this cannot be used as a criterion for judging, after all, Lizi is an aunt in her dozens of years.

"Who am I?" he continued.

This stumped Mu Qingyin, she thought about it for a while, "You should, it's a white fox."

I think you are right. Bai Bing thought for a while, and continued: "I was summoned by that existence, and now I wake up, but I don't know where I came from and where I am going.

do you know? "

"You said this."

Mu Qingyin explained, "According to the legend, you are a generation of ancestors, that is, a treasure left by people from that era.

In the legend, you are closely related to Lord Jiling, the last trace left by him, and the place where the soul rests. "

Where the soul lives?

So, is this a container made during the "Pioneer" era, originally to hold his soul and consciousness? He knew those people had the means of "mind uploading".

He looked at the apparently supernatural claws and fur.

Mechanical Ascension belongs to yes.

"According to our tradition, you don't know who you are and what your mission is, maybe you can find the answer in yourself."

Mu Qingyin reminded, "For example, the first-generation ancestors like to leave notes everywhere, say some obscure words, or remind themselves, or show others.

Someone previously cracked something called a Rubik's Cube, and took a note belonging to the ancient era from it. "

Find the answer yourself?

Bai Bing felt it for a while, then turned his head to look, could there be words written on his body?

"Let me find it for you."

Mu Qingyin came over and stroked the smooth and bright hair, "I didn't find it."

I think you just want to lick your hair, Bai Bing thought to himself, this is probably an accident, and I don't know how to get back to life, what are you doing with my mouth?

"Here's a note." She pulled out a piece of paper from her mouth, opened it, and said, "Do you want me to open it for you?"

"There are words on it."

Pooh.

Bai Bing thought it was bad luck, which fucking psychopath stuffed the note in his mouth.

"Read it."

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