In the following days, Zuo Zhicheng practiced martial arts and Dao techniques during the day, stored various attacks and props in the virtual space, supervised the reconstruction of the manor, and directed the construction of the shops, restaurants, and inns.
Zuo Zhicheng had been constantly accumulating Dao techniques and martial arts. There was no room for him to improve his Dao techniques at the moment. The main thing was to keep on practicing. Then, Xu Hongfei would help him collect life clusters.
In terms of martial arts, he had been quietly accumulating. It seemed that he was only one step away from breaking through to the Dharma stage. All he needed was an opportunity.
As for the manor and the various businesses, he only needed to give a slight opinion and let everyone know his attitude. After all, with his current strength and prestige, doing these things was completely supported by everyone.
There was also Jiang Qing's training, which was progressing steadily every day. Her physical strength was already at the peak of Qi Cultivation. She consumed the Spiritual Energy Fruit every day, and she also learned the Northern Roc Descending from the Sky, as well as other martial arts from the Sky River Sect and the Underworld Sect. Her moves could be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. Although her physical strength was not comparable to Zuo Zhicheng's, it had reached an orange-colored 15% strength, which was considered above average among ordinary masters.
A Yue and Zuo Zhicheng were still doing rehabilitation training every day. Xu Hongfei needed to help Zuo Zhicheng collect life clusters at night, while Sun Feibai rushed to the construction site and began to work hard every day.
As for Ji Nanxian and Ye Shi, they were both sent out by Zuo Zhicheng to kill bandits and pirates in various places. Martial arts were not like Taoist techniques. It focused more on the mind. One had to fight again and again in order to continuously increase one's experience and willpower.
All that was left was the matter of the Hell Soul Cleansing Scripture and the three Undyings. Ever since the Hell Soul Cleansing Scripture failed on Qin Kexin, Zhou Ge, the descendant of the previous dynasty's prince, had also become an idiot. The two of them were now under Shen Anan's control and became the best experimental subjects.
The remaining Zhao Er had the strength of a Mortal Appearance master. However, after two failures, Zuo Zhicheng's experience and control had improved a lot. He saw hope in Zhao Er.
That night, in Zuo Zhicheng's basement, the blind swordsman Zhao Er was standing in front of him, covered in blood. He killed his brother when he was five and his parents when he was twelve. He had lived a life of darkness in the assassin's tower since he was a child. At this moment, he was like a little white rabbit in front of Zuo Zhicheng. His face showed a look of fear.
"You! What did you do to me! "
Zuo Zhicheng opened his five fingers and pointed them in Zhao Er's direction. With a slight movement of his fingertips, Zhao Er, who was originally standing, slowly stretched out one of his hands and pointed his fingertips at his heart. With a swoosh, he pierced his heart directly.
Zhao Er groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, no matter if it was his hands or feet, they were completely out of his control at this moment. Even if all the chains on his body had been untied, he couldn't even move, let alone attack Zuo Zhicheng in front of him.
Under his skin, the bones that were wrapped by his muscles had been completely replaced by black bones. All of them had turned into bones that were as black as ink.
These bones were regenerated and reconstructed under Zuo Zhicheng's control, making Zhao Er unable to move at all.
This was another result of Zuo Zhicheng's experiments. Although the exoskeleton armor on the Snake King was gradually being perfected, it couldn't be compared to an immortal like Zhao Er in front of him. With an immortal body, no matter what Zuo Zhicheng did, he couldn't die.
Zuo Zhicheng used the ability of black bones on him to replace his bones. There was no risk at all. It could also imprison his opponent and attack his mental state.
After that, Zuo Zhicheng continued to control Zhao Er to do all kinds of things. He suppressed Zhao Er mentally and physically, causing him to suffer double damage.
Amidst these continuous blows and torments, Zuo Zhicheng suddenly made his move. He slammed his palm down on Zhao Er's forehead. Just as his palm slammed down, the ink bone abruptly shot out from his palm and pierced straight into Zhao Er's brain, connecting with his bones.
In the next moment, countless bone spurs pierced out of Zhao Er's body. These bone spurs pierced through Zhao Er's skin, muscles, and internal organs, creating huge holes in his body. He looked like he had turned into a cactus.
Boundless pain radiated from his entire body, and Zhao Er let out a shrill scream.
At the same time, just as his mental state and physical state were at their lowest point, a mysterious power that seemed to stir up time and space descended into his mind.
Reincarnation after reincarnation appeared in his mind. At this moment, he seemed to have experienced thousands of reincarnations and countless lives. His mind was a mess, but it was also very clear.
On the other hand, Zuo Zhicheng's mental strength was fully activated according to the method of the Hell Soul Cleansing Scripture. He tried his best to confuse Zhao Er's memories and subjective consciousness. He could feel that Zhao Er's resistance was much weaker than before. His mental strength effortlessly swept through Zhao Er's consciousness and occupied a vast territory in an instant.
Zhao Er's thoughts, memories, judgments, and emotions were all at his disposal. In front of Zhao Er, he seemed to have become a god who controlled Zhao Er's life and death.
'No wonder the people of the Underworld Sect worship the King of Hell. There is indeed such a concept.'
At this moment, Zuo Zhicheng's eyes flashed and a voice suddenly sounded in his ears. It seemed to be a conversation, a memory.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Shenzong. Interesting assassin. Are you here to deal with me?"
"Someone hired me to kill you and offered a very high price."
Zuo Zhicheng's heart skipped a beat. "This is Zhao Er's memory? In the deepest part of his consciousness, there are memories of Shenzong. Is this the first time they met? "
As he spoke, Shenzong's evil voice sounded again. At the same time, there were colorful images. As Zhao Er was completely blind, there were no images in his memory.
"Oh, I'm curious. What kind of price was offered to me?"
"Hmm … When? My sword … "
"Haha, interesting. Do you want to see light?"
"What is light?"
In the next moment, boundless light appeared in front of Zuo Zhicheng. A figure formed by light slowly descended from the sky. Zuo Zhicheng understood that this was what Zhao Er had seen. A blind man who had been blind since birth saw light for the first time.
In the light, the sacred figure said, "Are you willing to be my subordinate? Work for me, risk your life for me, and sacrifice everything for me. "
"I'm willing, my master."
In the memory, a black shadow that was as ugly as an earthworm curled up its body, lowered its head, and crawled at the feet of the light figure.
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