I am the leader of Huangquan

"My race is too..." Wu Lang opened his mouth speechlessly, just as he was about to say something.

next second.

Suddenly there was the sound of panting and footsteps in the woods.

Four goblins came out, holding rough sticks, with a hint of murderousness in their eyes.

"Four?"

Wu Lang stood up slowly.

This wild mountain forest is obviously the territory of these low-level goblins.

If I were a newborn human baby, I might be scared.

But he is a demon cub, he is not afraid of these novice monsters.

An adult monster with a terrifying physique and incredible resilience. Even if it is pierced through the heart, it is a terrifying race that can recover.

Otherwise, the human race would not be so vigilant and strict against it.

"How should I say, I'm also a hidden profession..." He bent down and picked up a stone by the river.

Bang!

Bang bang!

After a while, several goblins fell to the ground bleeding.

Wu Lang put down the green blood-stained stone in his hand, washed his hands with river water, and found that it was not as inapplicable as he imagined.

"Maybe it's the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood I just watched, which has already boosted my immunity too much." He laughed, and directly used Huang Quan Yincha's sect token to seduce the soul.

Hula la.

A khaki soul of a goblin floated out, looking at Wu Lang in horror.

In this situation, in the words of the Netherworld Demon Sect, it is a sinister ecstasy.

But in the words of players, this is called killing monsters...

"Drop the equipment."

Wu Lang scratched his head, and slowly glanced at the captured soul:

Dominant Life: Mountain Spirit Earth Body (White) Remnant

Sub-life: manic stick (white) disabled

...

"It's a crippled fate. If the fate is not fully developed, it will be cut off by myself."

"It seems that these goblins are still underage."

Wu Lang looked at these incomplete fates.

Huang Quanzong, why do you focus on stealing people instead of killing people?

Are they kind?

of course not.

For two reasons.

1. Most of the ghosts in Huangquan are monks of various sects who hide their identities. If they rashly slaughter villages and cities, they are extremely easy to be caught.

2. In many cases, even if they are hacked to death rashly, the souls of the "lambs" have not yet matured, and they start to gather wool, and naturally they can only get incomplete lives one by one.

Living things, not only the body matures, but the soul also matures.

Therefore, Huang Quanzong, as the number one demon sect, has his pride: it is expressly prohibited, and it is forbidden to massacre the city, kill people and seduce souls in exchange for contribution points.

Even those who secretly do not abide by the sect's rules and kill people directly, massacre cities and villages, and engage in seduction, will not kill children, but only adults and the elderly.

Young children are not only underdeveloped physically, but also underdeveloped in their souls.

Wu Lang took a look, "It takes dozens of crippled fates to exchange for one contribution point."

He looked again at the remaining three.

The main fate is: mountain spirit earth body.

The sub-fate is a bit messy, picnic, big stick, childbirth...

"call!"

Wu Lang glanced around, "It's too unsafe here, I have to find a place to stay, things changed suddenly, I have to go back to the sect by the way."

He continued to walk for a few hours, and found a small cave on a mountain, and went straight in for a short stay.

"The puppet comes out."

Wu Lang waved his hand, and a white clay puppet of a little girl came out from the token of the true spirit, "Watch the surroundings for me, someone is coming, let me know."

"Yes." Her voice was cold.

Wu Lang thought for a while, blocked the entrance of the cave, and then covered it with a simple method of concealing the breath, splitting a trace of the true spirit, and returning a strand of consciousness to the Netherworld Sect.

wow.

In the darkness, Wu Lang opened his eyes and returned to the seventh peak.

He hurried down the mountain to find Po Meng.

After all, he is not stupid. There are elders in his own sect, and it is not without support when he comes out to practice. If he goes out of society, he has to fight for relationships and connections. The same is true for cultivating immortals. If he doesn't go back to the mountain to ask, will he resist?

I've worked so hard, and my goodwill has been raised, isn't it just for this time?

Soon, Wu Lang came to the Naihe Bridge, met Po Meng, and did not hide anything, and told Po Meng the general things.

Po Meng was slightly surprised when she heard this.

It took her a long time before she couldn't laugh or cry and said, "You are really unlucky."

Not only Wu Lang was uncomfortable, but she was also a little uncomfortable.

After all, she paid a special price to help Wu Lang break through his authority, in order to let him freely reincarnate into some good sects and find a good backer.

As a result, in the current situation, this authority was wasted, and he became a monster, living in the mountains. It would be better to let him reincarnate into an ordinary family casually!

"Don't look at your powerful body now, with a tyrannical demon body, but in fact, the situation is very bad."

Meng Po opened her mouth slowly and sighed: "Even, it's not as good as a mortal...Because you are a mortal, you can learn from the immortal sect and get resources, but as a demon, who do you ask for resources? Cultivation, resources most important!"

"The human race is very difficult to go. It is easy to be caught if it is transformed into the world of cultivating immortals."

"It's even more difficult to return to the demon family."

"Because you are Duoshe, you are not a soul naturally produced by that body at all, and you don't have the memory inheritance and innate soul supernatural powers of the demon clan!"

A specific race generally has a specific "racial identity".

Has its own racial talent.

After all, Huang Quanzong calls it "Fate", and some people call it "True Spirit Talent", "Original Bloodline", "Race's Innate Supernatural Power". Many, many names describe this life force that points directly to the source.

Just like the four goblins killed by Wu Lang, all of them had "mountain essence and soil body" as their main character.

Another example is the cloud and mist demon, the main destiny of this race must be "cloud and mist true blood".

So, I am a cripple, without the inheritance of my family and my innate talent, how can people recognize me?

He could tell at a glance that he had a problem, so he hacked himself to death!

This is also the reason why the Huangquan sect basically seizes the human race and does not seize the alien race.

Meng Po said:

"Generally speaking, the upper and lower limits of the qualifications of these alien races are very fixed."

"For example, for those goblins you killed, their racial talent is fixed, and the lowest white-level aptitude is crucified there, and they can only be beasts in the mountains, at the highest level of Qi refining period in their life."

"For example, monsters, the per capita green and purple racial blood talent, they are all geniuses in practice, I don't know how much they surpass the human race, they are tyrannical, but it is difficult to reproduce."

"Another example is the dragon clan. Even the blood of mixed dragons has at least a purple talent. It is said that pure blood dragons are born with an orange fate, and their aptitude is almost terrifying. All of them are born with terrifying wisdom and evil spirits, reaching heaven and earth."

"And human beings are the only exception, the head of all spirits, loved by heaven and earth, invisible and formless, with infinite potential."

"So, our fate is ever-changing, very random, with everything... This also leads to the possibility that the upper limit may be extremely high, and the lower limit may be extremely low."

This is in in-game terms.

For aliens, there is a guarantee of birth, two fate cards, one of which has a fixed racial fate.

As for the human race, the two cards are all random.

"So, both sides don't want me, even want to kill me." Wu Lang came to a conclusion, "Could it be that I'm just hiding?"

Po Meng pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "However, you are not without a remedy."

"Ordinary people will be miserable, but you are different."

Meng Po said: "You are the only variable, because you can eat your life!"

"If you can eat the fate of the 'cloud monster' and become one of your hundred fates, you can successfully pretend to be this monster family. Who can tell that you are a fake?"

"Bai Xiaosheng, it may be ever-changing!"

"You will be the first disciple in the history of our Netherworld Sect to infiltrate into a foreign race!" She smiled brightly and said, "You have a bright future!"

As expected of being a sophisticated and well-informed lady, Meng Po quickly found a solution.

Although this disciple can no longer be a descendant of the immortal sect, he is also a descendant of the demon clan if he joins the demon clan, and he might be able to open up an unprecedented blueprint.

Wu Lang pondered for a few seconds before asking, "But, the only thing I can eat is the non-combat green fate. Is the non-combat fate the main fate of the cloud and mist demon clan?"

Meng Po smiled and said: "The cloud and mist monsters have two natal supernatural powers, one of which happens to be non-combat. Although this is very rare, it is not uncommon. You kill the opponent and take its life to devour it. Without inheritance and strength, you have no flaws."

Wu Lang was deeply moved.

Chapter 54 A Salted Fish Demon

Does this work too?

Wu Lang was suddenly a little surprised.

This hybrid, with a scorched outside and tender inside, grandma doesn't love grandpa and doesn't hurt, unexpectedly there is a turning point.

It can be described as life-saving.

Even, Wu Lang was thinking:

"I can eat the main life of the cloud and mist monsters, devour their natal supernatural powers, and pretend to be their own..."

"Then, maybe I can also eat the main life of the Emperor's family, devour their natal supernatural powers, and pretend to be the Emperor's lineage?"

He ignored Granny Meng's nagging, and secretly glanced at a line in the attribute column:

1% bloodline of the ancient human emperor.

Inherited from his cheap biological mother.

Wu Lang chose this because he originally wanted to be reincarnated as a descendant of the thin blood of the ancient emperor, and become a second-generation immortal, to see if he could return to his ancestors.

After all, this is the emperor!

What would happen if I could get my life as a migrant worker? ?

Working emperor?

No.

I can't do it myself, so I don't have to work for others, and I'm turning my back on customers?

He chose this, more or less because he wanted to "change his fate against the sky", after all, a social animal who doesn't want to be a boss is not a good social animal.

"I don't know if it will work."

Wu Lang pondered in his heart.

"If possible, even if I cut off the green waist of a Human Sovereign's side branch, devouring the fate, maybe I can awaken the thin blood of the Human Sovereign deep in the body, and the demon can transform into a human, and the purest blood of the Human Sovereign's lineage is permeating the body. , it is difficult to have a flaw."

I have the fate of an emperor, and my body is still the blood of the emperor, can you mess with me?

Although my main body looks strange, I still have a demonic aura, and I know a little bit about demonic powers, but I know that I am a kind and upright pure-blooded human race! !