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

Chapter 78: Angry Chicken and Virtual Godhead
The third dark killer picked up several large bags of salt. With these things he could go in and trade. After all, the Angry Chicken was still very useful.

The Dark Killer was not recalled. After all, in the chaos of war, these mountain strongholds were not a group of good guys. In order to guard against bandits, the bandits were very xenophobic.

You can't just enter if you want to, or trade if you want to. You may have to use force to deter.

Zhou Ming sat in the sedan chair, staring blankly at the mountains, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The power of faith and incense is so vast, condensed and undispersed, and extremely pure. I'm afraid it is the result of thousands of years of sedimentation!" Zhou Ming was very happy. This kind of ownerless faith is definitely a treasure.

If you find an object of faith, you can make full use of it.

Zhou Ming looked towards the mountain village in front, and as far as he could tell, there was only one such village.

"The object of faith of the Xuanniao Fenghuang faith? It should be this Angry Chicken. It is indeed a treasure." Zhou Ming made up his mind that he must buy this treasure.

The Angry Chicken is just a species of Phoenix. It has attracted a little bit of faith. If it has a virtual godhood, it will probably transform immediately.

"Buzz!" An arrow flew over and stuck in front of the sedan.

"Who are you?" A shout came from the village's watchtower.

Zhou Ming stood up from the sedan chair and looked at the village with its closed gates.

"I'm not a bad person. I just want to find a guide from you with salt and buy something by the way." Zhou Ming said.

"We don't welcome outsiders here, leave immediately." A loud roar was heard, and some people rushed out from the top of the village, all holding some homemade guns.

"Wen!" Zhou Ming said softly.

The Hammer Dark Killer responded and threw the huge hammer in his hand to the side.

It flew at an extremely fast speed directly to the nearby forest, followed by a huge explosion.

"boom!"

There was a feeling of vibration, and there was a moment of chaos and noise in the village.

"I don't want to do anything unnecessary." Zhou Ming said lightly after the shaking stopped.

After a while, the gate was opened and an old man came out with a group of villagers. The villagers' eyes were full of fear, but they had to come out.

"My lord, what do you want me to do?" the leading old man knelt down and said.

"No need to kneel, I just came to ask for directions and buy something." Zhou Ming waved his hand and continued to move forward.

He walked directly into the village gate, towards the place where he sensed the power of faith and incense, and the breath of the red sun.

The soldiers behind him didn't dare to follow too closely and could only follow from a distance.

The bald old herbal farmer looked at the direction Zhou Ming was walking, his expression changed slightly, he muttered a few words to himself and then shook his head, rejecting the idea in his mind.

As the road got closer and closer to his home, the old herbal farmer's face changed completely.

"Master, what do you want to buy?" The old herbalist hurried to the door of his house and said, blocking the way.

Zhou Ming looked at the old herbal farmer who was blocking the door, his eyes narrowed slightly, his excellent perception was able to detect the difference in this old man.

There is a very special weak power in his body, which is most likely magic power.

After all, this old herbal farmer is able to raise Angry Chickens, and he has a legacy, so he should have some truly extraordinary abilities.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck--" The crisp crowing sound of a rooster, like the sound of metal breaking stone, rang out, bringing with it the energy of the red sun, sweeping away all evil spirits.

The black energy on the dark killer's body was affected by this, and it moved for a moment and was slightly suppressed.

Fortunately, one of the core elements of the black energy on the dark killer is very pure yin energy, which comes from Taiyin Xuanyue and is not completely affected by the power of Nuqing.

This is mainly because the other side of the black energy stimulated the angry chicken.

However, it can be seen from this that this angry chicken is very powerful. Just a cry has such power.
The old herbal farmer's face changed. Why did the secret come out at this time?

"I want to buy this big rooster." Zhou Ming said directly. The dark killer next to him cooperated and took out several large bags of salt and placed them next to him.

"These big bags of salt weigh about 40 to 50 kilograms. I'd like to exchange them for your big rooster," Zhou Ming said.

At this moment, the old herbal farmer was excited. Although he knew that his chicken was a treasure, it could only be used to avoid poisonous insects and miasma.

Such a large amount of salt is more valuable than real money in Xiangxi, so it is natural to be tempted.

"50 kilograms of salt, oh my god!"

“Even if it’s for the entire village, it’ll be enough to eat for a long time.”

There was a lot of noise from the people gathered in the distance, and many of them were looking at the big bag with anxious eyes.

The old herbal farmer looked at this scene and became more certain that his big rooster was a treasure. However, he had no idea of ​​the treasure and could not make any use of it, but he was unwilling to give up.

Gritting his teeth, the old herbalist said with courage: "I've come to Beiji Mountain to worship the mountains. Beiji Mountain is full of purple energy. Among the 72 famous mountains in the world, only this mountain shines with golden light."

"Jianghu cut?" Zhou Ming shook his head slightly and said nonchalantly: "I don't understand that stuff. I believe this more."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thick black aura burst out from Zhou Ming's body, rising into the sky like a wolf smoke.

There are two main sources of this black gas: the Bagua Mirror, which absorbs the power of the lunar calendar, and the three corpses, and the evil energy formed by greed, anger, and ignorance, which eventually turned into this black gas.

With the Bagua Mirror as the source, a strong burst of energy burst out, and the super dark killer emerged behind Zhou Chuan.

The power of the moon is originally a purely feminine force, without any evil energy.

The three corpses are different.

Such an outburst completely stimulated the angry chickens in the chicken coop.

A bright sound came from the chicken coop, and the sun in the sky seemed to become three times brighter because of it.

A large rooster with colorful, shiny feathers, a bit like a pheasant, flew into the air and stood above the chicken coop.

From a distance, it looked bigger than a goose and completely beyond the size of a normal rooster.

There seemed to be light on the Angry Chicken's body, and its hot breath dispelled all evil.

The black gas swayed slightly as if blown by the wind.

Although the confrontation between the two is somewhat invisible and does not destroy objects, it is extremely oppressive to the spirit.

The old herbal farmer was shocked, not because of Zhou Ming, but because of the Angry Chicken. He didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"Okay, I agree, Master, this big rooster is yours." The old herbal farmer said hurriedly.

Zhou Ming nodded and put away the black energy on his body. The dark killer next to him also handed the bag to the old herbal farmer.

"Master, this chicken is not easy to catch..." the old herbalist said hesitantly. He would have dared to catch the chicken before, but now he absolutely dared not do so.

"Don't worry about it, just leave it to me." Zhou Ming's voice narrowed slightly.

"Okay, okay!" The old herbal farmer felt relieved, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he quickly stepped aside.

Although Zhou Ming's cultivation level is limited due to the different worlds, his most basic life and soul are not in danger and can be used.

On the contrary, it became even more amazing because of the transformation of that journey.

The power of the soul was used, and a blank virtual godhead was carved out bit by bit.

This Angry Chicken has been connected. If it is integrated into a blank virtual godhead, it can completely enter a state similar to Zhou Ming's practice of the godhead mask.

　The grades are dropping, and everyone may not like this world, so I will try to write the process faster.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)