Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 71 The Republic of China and Chaos

1925, Shanghai.

In a remote place by the river, beside a stone path, in a corner, a person suddenly appeared.

She looked about 20 years old, and the clothes she wore were very special, totally out of place for this era.

There is a golden ring on her hand and a string of red gem-like beads on her wrist.

These two things are obviously very valuable. If someone sees them, they will probably kill you for your money.

There weren't many people coming to this remote place, but this time two people came over.

He was dressed in ordinary clothes, but his face was ruddy and his body was strong. He didn't look like an ordinary person, but more like a thug.

The two men approached and immediately saw Zhou Ming.

"What bright beads! Brother Shui, this bracelet must be worth a lot of money." One of them exclaimed.

Another man named Shui Ge walked over quickly, reached out and pulled off the red organization's bracelet.

This thing was Zhou Ming's magic weapon, but it has stopped working.

Brother Shui couldn't let it go and played with it. He had never even seen such a treasure before.

Another person took Zhou Ming's hand and pulled off the golden ring, which was also a magic weapon that failed.

"Brother Shui! This man is still alive." The younger brother's hand froze and he quickly said in a low voice.

"This man is wearing such valuable jewelry and the fabric of his clothes is something we haven't seen before. I'm afraid he is someone we can't afford to offend." The younger brother was a little scared and said stiffly in place.

"Can't afford to offend? He's just a dead man, why can't we in the Qing Gang offend him?" Brother Shui's face turned ruthless, he quickly pulled out a knife and stabbed it directly into Zhou Ming's neck.

Zhou Ming cultivated Qi and had not practiced any horizontal training techniques, so he still had a normal body of flesh and blood.

The neck was pierced directly and blood was flowing.

"What are you standing there for? Throw him down." Brother Shui scolded.

The younger brother came to his senses, and the two of them carried Zhou Ming and threw him directly into the river.

"thump!"

This is a chaotic era. Human life is not valuable. As long as you don’t kill people in the streets, no one will care.

A dead body, no one claims it, no one accuses anyone, and in the end, the case is left unresolved.

However, the two men did not notice that after Zhou Ming fell into the water, the wound on his neck had stopped bleeding and was healing quickly.

Suddenly, Zhou Ming opened his eyes, and when he drifted under a bridge, his arms grasped the stone wall stiffly.

His pupils dilated as he stared blankly at the bottom of the bridge until it became dark at night, when he finally focused.

"Is this... a new world? I'm not dead, and the scene I saw before was real." Zhou Ming thought awkwardly.

The new world was subtly different. Zhou Ming felt that his own Qi was as if dead and was very difficult to control.

The first thing you do when you wake up is to feel yourself.

“The three magic weapons are fine, but after the journey across the world, they seem to have been half-refined into embryos.” Zhou Ming sensed the three derivative magic weapons.

The core of the space-time barrier, the Bagua Mirror and the Lotus Lamp seemed to have been re-refined and were in a somewhat unstable state.

But because of this state, it has made corresponding changes to adapt to the world and has not been directly scrapped and unusable.

The magic ball has fewer changes, its state is relatively stable, and it has adapted to the new world.

"The Three Corpses Curse has no effect. It should be due to my own problems. The initial godhead and the derived godhead are a little different, but it's not a big problem." Zhou Ming checked the abilities that could still be used.

Although Qi seems to have lost its vitality, it still exists there and is not missing.

The original strength of the body exceeds that of ordinary people, so it was not affected at all.

But many methods are useless, such as the Six Treasury Immortal Thieves, the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements and so on.

"Three magic weapons, a dark killer with the Three Corpses Curse as its source, and a divine power." Zhou Ming closed his eyes and said to himself.

Although his cultivation could not be used, his three most essential magic weapons and two abilities were still there, and there was no fundamental impact. "And the puppet." Zhou Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and his emotions and spirituality were fully restored.

The puppet is composed of three parts: the brain, the core and the structure.

Now the divine nature is intact and the magic ball can still be used. It only needs a slight change in structure to be fine.

However, when Zhou Ming looked into the space of the Bagua mirror, the bodies of the eight demons had melted, wrapping up some of the remaining bodies and cores.

"My body relies entirely on these to resist, but it's like being in a furnace, almost melting." Zhou Ming shook his head slightly.

The eight demons still have to be recreated, but that’s okay, since the previous ones were too small and ordinary after all.

"Although I just arrived, this world is different. It has extraordinary people similar to Under One Person, but at a higher level and with a stronger upper limit."

Zhou Ming let go of his hands, flew into the air along with the current, and jumped up from under the bridge.

In the distance is a dim city with endless low buildings, and only a few places in the distance have lights at night.

"This kind of house, in China?" Zhou Ming reached out and touched his neck, the bloody smell still lingering on his nose.

"This world is so chaotic. I was stabbed as soon as I got here." Zhou Mingwei narrowed his eyes and an evil thought flashed through his mind.

In the previous world in the island country, the Three Corpses Curse could be said to have been implemented and strengthened, and all kinds of bad thoughts became prosperous.

Coupled with the special environment in the space-time barrier, Zhou Ming was not sure whether he was still normal.

After all, being locked in a small dark room can drive people crazy, let alone that kind of turbulent void where there is no sense of time.

"In which direction did they separate?" Zhou Ming sensed the direction slightly and walked towards one of them.

Zhou Ming has discovered that his two magic weapons are missing. Although they are no longer working, they are things Zhou Ming made himself after all. They can sense the location if they are not far away.

In a room in an old-style residential building in Shanghai, the young man leaned in front of the candle and looked at the golden ring.

"Why doesn't this thing look like gold?" The younger brother was a little confused and pulled it into his mouth and took a bite.

Even though he frowned, he couldn't bite it at all; it was too hard.

"Damn, that poor guy is wearing a fake ring." The younger brother cursed, and suddenly a voice came from behind.

"Poor guy?"

“Who…” The younger brother’s face changed drastically and he quickly turned around and wanted to yell, but he was interrupted before he uttered a word.

Black air filled the air, and strong hands firmly grasped the younger brother's limbs, covered his mouth, and turned him around.

The moment this young man saw Zhou Ming, his face turned terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

But it's almost the same. He came back to life from the dead, with black aura all over his body, and he really looks like a ghost.

Zhou Ming reached out and touched his neck, then said calmly, "You killed me."

The younger brother quickly shook his head and tears came out of his eyes out of fear.

He reached out and took the gold ring on the table. It was one of the only two magic weapons that had not been completely melted.

After the baptism of that journey, as an embryo, it should be able to forge a very good magic weapon.

After a while, Zhou Ming knew all the answers he wanted.

"The Republic of China? Probably in 1925, this is really..." Zhou Ming's expression was a little confusing, with darkness in his eyes.

Kill kill kill kill kill!

With murderous intent rising in their hearts, the demonic nature of the three corpses surged.

The black gas seemed to come alive, like jelly and tentacles, twisting and extending in all directions.

The younger brother looked at this scene in horror, his pupils constricted, his eyes rolled back suddenly, and he lost his breath all of a sudden.

"Scary to death!" The change in breath caught Zhou Ming's attention. He glanced and waved his hand.

The Three Corpse Curse transformed into black corpses that stole all life force, then turned into three phantoms and returned to Zhou Ming's body.

(End of this chapter)