Universal system must die

Chapter 204, junior brother, you go first
Wang Qinghua had a look of grief and indignation, and it looked like He Ming's eyes immediately changed.

"He Ming, what exactly did you do to me?"

The two senior brothers Ma Lu also looked sad and indignant, hating He Ming very much.

The instigator looked at the three of them innocently, spread his hands and wondered.

"What's wrong with the three senior brothers, I didn't do anything to you!"

"It's impossible to honestly explain how you poisoned us?"

"Yes, we are all brothers in the same sect. It's shameless for you to poison us."

"What did you poison us with?"

The three of them had taken antidote pills, but they were still ineffective, and they were horrified.

"Three senior brothers, I didn't give you any poison."

"He Ming, you're still quibbling."

"Hehe, actually ask yourself this way, the mushrooms and wild vegetables I picked are good for your body, but they can't mobilize your true energy. After mobilizing, you will feel intermittent, and it will return to normal after an hour."

He Ming said innocently.

The three of them were shocked after hearing this, but they still didn't understand how to grow the poison. They all knew those vegetables, and they didn't have these poisons at all.

He Ming could only popularize science with them, "These dishes are beneficial without any toxicity, but I know that if two or three of them are taken at the same time, there will be such an abnormal situation of true energy."

The three of them suddenly realized that they didn't expect to have such a wealth of pharmacological knowledge behind them, and it was possible to cause such a result by relying on ordinary mushrooms.

They could only admit defeat and beg for mercy.

He Ming said: "You plotted against me first, let you go so easily, you don't know how to repent, and take something from each of you as punishment."

After saying that, He Ming took off a magic weapon from each of them, turned around and left without looking at them again.

The three of them lay on the ground with resentful eyes, watching He Ming leave.

Walking on the ancient forest path, wandering around for a day, it is really hard to find an inch of spiritual root.

This is because the aura of a one-inch spiritual root is weak, and it is impossible to distinguish it from a grass or a tree at random.

High-level spiritual roots are rich in aura, which is easy to find.

Suddenly, a spiritual light flew over.

It was a one-inch spiritual root, and without any disguise, it just flew over in a daze.

He Ming was overjoyed, luck came and he couldn't stop it, he was quickly enveloped by mana, the one-inch spiritual root seemed to be a little flustered, he didn't have time to dodge, and was directly caught by He Ming.

"Haha, I finally caught you."

He Ming was about to refine, when he suddenly heard a scolding.

"You little thief, don't steal my spiritual root."

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow came along with a gust of fragrant wind.

After landing, a beautiful and handsome girl was revealed.

He Ming put away the spirit root, looked at the girl in black, her face was as calm as usual.

"Who are you? Who stole your spiritual root?"

"It's obviously you, what are you pretending to be here?"

The girl in black glared at He Ming, and spread her hands to ask for an inch of spiritual root.

He Ming sneered, he had seen someone robbing the spirit root, but he had never seen someone robbing it so confidently.

Seeing that he is dressed like a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, it is a pity that such a beautiful girl is accompanied by ghosts every day in the Heavenly Ghost Sect.

The girl was immediately displeased when she saw him staring at her from behind.

He glared at him and said, "What are you looking at, and then I'll goug out your eyes."

"Ha ha."

He Ming sneered, he believed that the girl was stealing his spiritual root.

Stop talking nonsense now, pick up the spiritual root and start refining directly.

"Stop it, don't."

The daughter was taken aback, and exclaimed that if you don't reach out, you will grab it.

An inch of spiritual root is weak, and refining it takes a moment.

Soon the spirit root disappeared and merged into He Ming's blood.

The girl in black roared angrily, "The thief is so bold that he stole my spiritual root and refined it openly in front of me. I, Yang Miaomiao, are at odds with you."

"Yang Miaomiao? Such a nice name. It's a pity to be with ghosts."

"What ghost are you talking about?"

Yang Miaomiao's eyes widened and she felt something bad.

"Aren't you a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, aren't you always accompanied by ghosts?"

"Hmph, superficial. Since you think our magic weapons are ghosts, let me give you a taste of their power."

Yang Miaomiao stretched out her hand and raised it, a flying silk flew straight out, and there was a whimpering sound inside it, as if there were countless horrific wailing sounds.

Soul-stealing silk, with more than a dozen bells tied to it, the magic weapon itself has been refined for ninety-nine and 81 days, and it is a rare fourth-grade spiritual energy in a dense cave full of yin.

The sound from the bell was extremely unpleasant, and the person who interfered felt very uncomfortable, so he just flew towards He Ming.

"Hmph, what a mere Feiling can do to me."

He Ming sacrificed the flying sword, and slashed at Fei Ling with a whoosh.

With a clang, the seemingly indifferent Fei Ling was unscathed, and directly knocked the ordinary flying sword into the air.

Withdrawing the flying sword, He Ming was surprised.

He saw that it was a girl, so he didn't dare to use a big weapon, and he knew that the other party was obviously not inferior to him, and might even be stronger than him.

Hmph, it's just a fourth-grade flying sword.

There was a fifth-grade flying sword in He Ming's storage bag. He was about to take it out when he heard the sound of his clothes fluttering.

Not long after, another handsome young man came down from the field.

The young man's appearance was extremely high, and the girl in black looked a little dazed.

"Who are you and what are you here for?"

Yang Miaomiao said vigilantly, she could see that he was a disciple of Fengshenzong just like He Ming.

The handsome young man smiled, showing his beautiful teeth, and said loudly.

"Feng Shenzong Yang Xiong, dare to ask the girl's name, why did you stop my sect disciple."

"Yang Xiong? Are you the god body of the third generation in the Conferred God?"

Yang Miaomiao looked at the handsome young man vigorously, and couldn't help thinking about it.

"It's my brother, for my sake, can you talk to me about something with my junior brother?"

"Yang Miaomiao, a disciple of the Tiangui Sect, your disciple took an inch of my spiritual root and asked him to return it to me."

Yang Miaomiao said angrily.

"Yang Miaomiao, the body of nine yins."

Yang Xiong was also taken aback, this girl is from the Heavenly Ghost Sect, a girl who has been extremely talented in the past hundred years.

His strength is unpredictable. Although he is in the late stage of the Qi training stage, his strength is stronger than that in the early stage of the foundation stage. He even killed a monk in the foundation stage.

He frowned and looked at He Mingdao.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother. I know that Yang Miaomiao is planting a frame on you. Otherwise, with her strength, how could you possibly snatch him away?"

He Ming nodded again and again, agreeing with Yang Xiong's words very much.

"Senior Brother Yang, you are so right. This woman came to snatch me because she saw that I had spiritual roots."

"Junior brother, don't worry, since I have met you, I will never let such a thing happen."

"Okay Senior Brother, Junior Brother depends entirely on you."

He Mingle watched the fun.

Yang Xiong pointed at Yang Miaomiao with his sword, "A mere inch of spiritual root is snatched by the proud daughter of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. It's not good to hear it spread. Do you really decide to fight with me?"

"Hmph, you can beat whoever you are afraid of."

Fei Ling flew out and fought with Yang Xiong.

The two of them were so inseparable that Yang Xiong was afraid that he might not come to He Ming, so he said.

"Junior Brother, you go first, and save her from chasing and killing you."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

He Ming left after finishing speaking, not procrastinating at all.

Yang Xiong: "..."

(End of this chapter)