The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 60 Procrastination
"Oh, why bother? I just want to be a young, beautiful, graceful, and bright young lady from a wealthy family. The body of a fat black woman I accidentally found last time is really disgusting to me. Can you imagine that I have to go to bed every night?" Do you use magic to remove the fat between the belly fat?"

Rebecca put her hands on her hips, rolled her eyes and said, "Boy in a hoodie, you and I have nothing to do with each other. It's good to go our own way. Do you want to meddle in my own business and expose me?"

"It's not meddling in other people's business," Li Ang said indifferently, "I'm very curious about magic. It would be great if I could find a mage who is proficient in magic as a communication partner."

The corner of Rebecca's mouth twitched, and she sighed: "If you want to exchange spells, then you can wait until I finish this ticket. Isn't it just communication? You have to torture me like this because of a big hatred."

".The communication I'm referring to is to squeeze out all your knowledge and information, and then retain your soul as a collection. If you can accept this approach, then we can reach an agreement."

Li Ang talked about the terrible proposition of playing with other people's souls with ease,
He has always believed that compared with those magic masters who slaughtered hundreds of thousands of souls and sacrificed magic weapons, his kind of foreign warlock who only cares about academic issues is simply extremely simple and pure.

As for the gnats, mayflies and insects that blocked the road that he accidentally crushed to death on the path of pursuing the avenue, they were all said to be insects, so naturally they were not considered meaningful propositions worth discussing.

Sure enough, after hearing Li Ang's words, the expression on Rebecca's face suddenly sank, and even Constantine took a few steps back without showing any signs of expression. No matter in the western or eastern mysterious world, playing with other people's souls is dangerous. Do the unspeakable taboo.

"anyway,"

Li Ang pushed his sunglasses, tilted his head and said, "I was hesitant to call you Mr. Magician? Or Miss Magician, but since you specifically targeted Jacqueline and Abigail in the spiritual ceremony, Girls create illusions, then you should be a woman."

"You guessed it right, I am indeed a lady." Jacqueline, or the soul of Miss Magician drove Jacqueline's body, turning around with a black humor to show her graceful figure , "But please be careful, never say your age in front of a woman."

"1780 years,"

The person who took over the conversation was named Constantine. He threw the cigarette between his fingers on the ground, exhaled heavily, and squinted his eyes and said: "Rebecca Miller was born in an aristocratic family in London, England. He showed a talent for learning that surpassed ordinary people since he was a child, and became obsessed with natural history when he grew up.

Due to family education, he was raised as a boy since he was a child, and he was active in the high society and academic circles of the United Kingdom as a John Miller man. After being invited to join the Rosicrucian Society, he began to study occultism, and went too far in magic So deep that it frightens other occultists. "

"To be precise, it's not fear, it's awe." Rebecca responded with a sweet smile: "I have glimpsed the mystery of eternal life, but others have accused me of violating the sanctuary shrouded in God's authority. The deviant people who hate know deep down that I am right, but they have to use the way of hunting me down to slightly reduce their inner panic."

Constantine patted his cuffs, and said without raising his head: "That's why Mary Shelley, who is also a member of the Rosicrucian Society with you, wrote the article "Frankenstein" to express her respect for you in a cryptic way." anger."

"No, the full name of the book "Frankenstein" is "Frankenstein - The Story of Modern Prometheus", can't you tell? Although Mary has no talent for occultism, she recognizes me, Worship me, if it wasn't for her damn husband, she would have run away with me."

Rebecca spoke disdainfully of the shocking historical truth, but Constantine ignored it, spat heavily on the ground, turned his head and said to Li Ang, "Do you think you are smart? Do you know how big a mistake you have made?" wrong?

She is a very powerful magician. I used to pretend that I didn't know she was a counterfeit while walking in the astral world, and cast her out of Jacqueline's body with a spell when she let her guard down, but now it's all over. "

Li Ang sneered, and replied: "Forcibly driving a soul out of the body with a spell will cause permanent damage to the body. Even if Jacqueline's soul returns again, she will become a vegetable and cannot move. , like a pool of rotten meat. What is the difference between Jacqueline and death like that."

"This is already the best solution." Constantine said indifferently: "I just promised to try my best to bring Jacqueline back, and I didn't promise more."

While the two were talking, Rebecca sighed, raised her right hand flat, and a blue flame rose from her palm, "I said, can you respect me?"

The flames rising violently from her palm suddenly split into countless graceful vines and flowers composed of firelight, and formed a complex magic circle in the air, pendant with layers of runes and symbols.
Even ordinary people without extraordinary abilities like Abigail and Harris can be aware of the current crisis based on the sense of crisis screaming frantically from their subconscious mind.
One by one, they froze in place like small animals frozen between the sharp teeth of prehistoric giants. They opened their eyes and stared at the gradually expanding mysterious magic circle, and their whole bodies trembled slightly.

"Huh, this young body is just different, much better than that black old woman's." Rebecca smiled with satisfaction, raised her left hand, and created another magic circle out of thin air. About one-tenth of my peak period, although it is not much, but it is more than enough to solve your problems."

When the expressions on the faces of Constantine and Leon turned solemn, Rebecca nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile: "To be honest, you two clowns really pissed me off a bit, and even dared to take my Hitting your head on the coffee table, pinching my neck to ask questions, if it wasn't for delaying time to adapt to this body, I would have burnt you all into coke."

Li Ang let out a breath, tilted his head, and asked, "When did you have the illusion that you are the only one delaying time?"

(End of this chapter)