Devour evolution from a knife

"I found a first-level ghost, which can be devoured. Do you want to devour it?" the system assistant asked.

Li Mu was a little hesitant. If he took the ghost in front of others, he would definitely be discovered and angered. If he threw himself into the stove, it would be miserable.

"Host, whether to swallow or not, the induction is getting weaker and weaker, and the induction will disappear after three seconds. The system will regard you as giving up this opportunity and punish you with ten points of sharpness." The little assistant said.

"Swallow!" Li Mu felt ruthless, anyway, the other party didn't know the existence of his soul body, so he simply came to the fore and retreated.

"bundle!"

A ghost was pulled into the space. This was the first time Li Mu saw a ghost. Its appearance was not much different from that of a human being. Its whole body was white like green smoke, with eyes but no beads, and ghost claws.

Soon the ghost melted away in pain.

"Congratulations to the host's evolution value +1"

Han Kong screamed: "What!" In an instant, Han Kong stepped forward a few steps, and he had lost contact with the soul.

Chen Jiandong on the side has already retreated to the corner in a panic: "It's the butcher's knife."

Han Kong narrowed his eyes sharply, looked at the knife face vigilantly, and then had a happy expression on his face: "This is a magic weapon?"

Hankong took the knife and felt it with his weak zhenqi.

"The host has been invaded by the true essence from the outside world, and it can be devoured to strengthen the soul body. Is it to be swallowed?" The voice of the little assistant was like the sound of heaven.

"Swallow." Li Mu didn't even think about it, he just felt the heat spread all over his body, which was very comfortable.

"Ah! Stop, stop, damn it!" Hankong was terrified, and the true essence he exported could not be recovered.

"The host gets 3 points of true energy, doubles the strength of the soul, and has a strength of 20 catties." The little assistant said.

Hankong waved his hand in a panic, and finally put down the pig-killing knife. He was not angry but happy, and said in his heart: "This is really a magic weapon."

Originally, Hankong was just an unprofessional outer disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect. His strength was only at the first level of Qi training. He had never seen a pig running and had eaten pork.

The characteristic of this pig-killing knife, devouring ghosts, surprised Han Kong very much. Even Jindan cultivators are very greedy for attack magic weapons.

In order to test his conjecture, Hankong mobilized his remaining true energy and released the other two ghosts he raised.

"Bundle, bundle."

Two souls flashed out from Hankong's body, and the originally gloomy office became even gloomy now.

"Two first-level ghosts have been sensed, they can be devoured, do you want to devour them?" the system assistant asked.

Li Mu looked at Han Kong's reckless deeds, and said fiercely: "Suck it up, suck it all up."

It took only a moment for the two ghosts to come out before they turned into two black shadows and were sucked in by the knife.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining two evolution points, evolution value: 6/100, sharpness value: 45/100"

Rare Kong saw that his guess was indeed right, and there was a huge wave in his heart. He felt that his spring had come, and with such a powerful magic weapon, who would be his opponent among those stinky inner sect disciples on Longhu Mountain? .

In Longhushan, there is a sect of monks called Longhuzong, which belongs to the second-rate sect in the world of raising ghosts, and its disciples know some methods of exorcising ghosts.

Greedily glanced at the butcher's knife, Han Kong remained calm, looked at Chen Jiandong gloomyly, and said, "Director, what's the matter with this knife?"

Chen Jiandong saw that Hankong seemed to be helpless with the knife, and quickly said in horror: "This knife was brought back from the scene. I heard that our policeman just touched this knife, made a wound, and then died. "

Hankong's eyes widened, as if realizing something, he quickly picked up the death notice on the table and observed it carefully.

"In good health, but the cause of death is unknown!" This is a typical symptom without a soul.

"Could it be?" A confused guess appeared in Hankong's mind: "This knife can take souls from wounds!"

Hankong suppressed the shock in his heart, frowned and said: "Director, I want to take this knife away. I think it should be a magic weapon. If you keep it here, be careful of your life."

When Chen Jiandong heard about his life, he nodded quickly with a pale face.

Hankong carefully picked up the knife and hid it on his body. He was so happy that he didn't expect that he would get such a magic weapon when he came out.

"By the way, Young Master Dong said, deal with those two troublemakers directly!" Han Kong turned his head and said casually.

Chen Jiandong frowned: "I also want to deal with it, but I can't do it in the police station. This matter can't alarm the higher-ups. When these two people are released from prison, I hope the priest can kill them with ghosts, so I can explain it. At least They didn't die in the police station."

Han Kong nodded: "When will they be released from prison?"

"Fifteen days later!" Chen Jiandong said.

Hearing this, Han Kong nodded.

Chen Jiandong said in fear: "That brat?"

"Little ghost?" Han Kong frowned and shook his head: "It is impossible for a little ghost to pick up this knife, and ghosts have no memory. The writing on the ground you mentioned must be artificial, or it was played by the couple. trick."

Chen Jiandong nodded naturally when he saw the ghost-sucking ability of the Butcher Knife just now.

Han Kong said: "Director, goodbye, I hope you can still be alive tomorrow." Han Kong grinned, intentionally frightened Chen Jiandong with words, and then turned and left.

After Hankong left, Chen Jiandong was restless.

Because it was just a detention, not a sentence, Li Zhuang and his wife were detained in the detention room of the police station. Chen Jiandong called several police officers in custody to the office and said, "You are not allowed to make things difficult for the couple for fifteen days. It’s delicious, give them more educational lessons, watch educational videos, and let them be grateful.”

"Yes, sir!" Several police officers looked serious.

"Get out!" Chen Jiandong waved his hand.

"Yes, sir!"

After several police officers went out, Chen Jiandong breathed a sigh of relief. Although Han Kong said that the police officer's death was caused by the knife, he was still a little afraid, and felt that he had to accumulate some morals to be serious.

……

In a dimly lit room, several dogs barked.

Han Kong grabbed two dogs and came to his room, he wanted to try the soul-taking effect of this knife.

Picking up the knife, he gently cut a gash on the first dog.

"Sensed the blood of the first-level life, whether to swallow it." The voice of the little assistant rang out immediately.

"Swallow!" Li Mu was not polite, and he didn't want to send it to his door for nothing.

"Congratulations to the host for gaining a little evolutionary value."

"Boom" the dog lay on the ground for a moment without making a sound.

Han Kong's eyes widened, and his heart was startled.

Then I tried another one, and it was still the same. Han Kong murmured excitedly: "It's really a soul harvesting, and it's a soul harvesting with wounds."

"I'm 30 years old this year, and I'm at the first level of qi training. I thought that I would only be able to do this in my whole life. I didn't expect that when I met you, it must be God who asked you to help me."

"Recognize the Lord by dripping blood, yes, recognize the Lord by dripping blood!" Hankong became excited and incoherent, all magic weapons can recognize the Lord by dripping blood.

Li Mu looked at this scene and secretly sighed that this smelly Taoist priest is not afraid of death.

A drop of blood dripped on the blade, Han Kong was very careful, for fear that his wound would touch the blade, he reckoned that as long as the wound was not caused by the blade, it would definitely not have the effect of fetching souls, this is the common sense of monks, The magic weapon, recognize the Lord by dripping blood.

"Sensing the blood of human beings, the strength has reached the third-level ghost, and it cannot be swallowed."

The little assistant said: "The system automatically reserves the blood sample, which is valid for one month."

Li Mu said: "In a month, if my strength reaches the second-grade mortal weapon, can I draw his soul?"

The little assistant said: "That's right, blood samples from living people are valid within one month."

Seeing his own blood dripping on the knife and disappearing, he was overjoyed and murmured excitedly: "Only a magic weapon can swallow the blood with real essence! Haha, this is indeed the magic weapon that even Jindan cultivators desire!"

"But why is there no spiritual connection? Oh, I must be too weak, my cultivation is too weak." Han Kong said to himself.

Thinking of the skill of this saber, Han Kong felt a burst of excitement. A magic weapon that can take away ghosts may not be uncommon for high-level monks, but for a rookie at the first level of Qi training, it is a treasure. Souls can be obtained from wounds, this skill is really against the sky.

The levels of monks are divided into: [-]st to [-]th level of Qi training, solid foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, Huashen...

Li Mu looked at this crazy Taoist priest, and his heart gradually became serious. Hearing the tone of this stinky Taoist priest, it seemed that he still had many senior brothers. In this way, the Young Master Dong they were talking about was definitely not ordinary.

At this time, Li Mu was most worried about his parents. If he had known that the other party was so powerful, he would never have let his parents put himself in danger by investigating this license plate.

I saw Hankong started to writhe in the room, and took out a wine jar from under the bed, the mouth of the jar was sealed by two yellow talismans.

Over the years, Hankong has caught many little ghosts, and he kept them in this wine jar. He usually only brought two or three evil ghosts for self-defense, but today they were all sucked away by the butcher's knife, so he had to make further preparations.

Glancing at the knife not far away, Hankong felt a little bit of concern, fearing that after taking out his soul, he would be swallowed by the knife, and if that happened, he would lose everything.

After thinking about it, Han Kong put the knife into the sealed wardrobe. With the obstruction of the cabinet, he should not be able to sense the breath of ghosts.

Hankong pinched two fingerprints in his hand and said anxiously: "Listen to my orders!"

After a beautiful gesture, Han Kong opened the lid of the altar.

"Bundle!"

Ghosts began to float out of the jar in an orderly manner. Their faces were ferocious and their eyes were empty. It was obvious that Han Kong had already controlled them with secret methods.

"Sensed a first-level ghost, do you want to devour it?" the little assistant asked.

In the darkness, Li Mu, who was thinking about how to rescue his parents, was overjoyed. The stinky Taoist actually played tricks in front of him, so he can't be blamed. Li Mu said: "Swallow!"

As soon as the words fell, many ghosts were sucked into the chaotic space in Li Mu's body.

"Congratulations to the host, evolutionary value +1"

"Congratulations to the host, evolutionary value +1"

"Congratulations to the host, evolutionary value +1"

"Congratulations to the host, evolutionary value +1"

The sound kept coming, and Li Mu watched one soul after another melt into the space in his body.

"Don't take it, don't take it!" Han Kong jumped anxiously outside. It took him more than ten years to capture these ghosts, and he has been raising them as treasures for so long.

Li Mu swallowed even more joyously, every congratulation sound gave him pleasure.

In just three breaths, there was only one soul left in the jar.

"I have sensed a second-level ghost, but I don't have enough strength to collect it," said the little assistant.

Li Mu didn't expect that this guy even had a second-level ghost. In just three breaths, he got 190 evolution points.

"Evolution value: 198/100. Sharpness value 45/100."

"The evolution value exceeds the standard, and the host can freely allocate the sharpness value." The little assistant reminded.

Hankong opened the closet in a panic, but it was too late, nearly two hundred ghosts acquired over the past ten years were all buried in the belly of the knife.

Han Kong angrily slammed on the door of the closet, shouting, "Damn!"

"My soul, my soul."