Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 146 I Found the "Fairyland"

"What's wrong with you?"

In fact, not only those ordinary doctors, but even Zhang Zhiwei, now can't understand He Songling's condition.

He watched with his own eyes as He Songling untied the reverse life Qi transformation and restored his physical body, but this person's body was still as gray as when he was in Qi transformation. It was like a pot of white paint, suddenly dripped with one or two cups of ink, and after stirring, the remaining color was white.

that's it.

"Is it the Dark Lord's power of death?" Zhang Zhiwei remembered something. At that time, He Songling's body was chopped off by the scythe of the phantom of the god of death. After he recovered, black Qi continued to spread out from the broken end.

But later, white energy surged from He Songling's body, covering the black spot, and his movements were fine, so no one noticed anything. Could it be that he has relapsed now?

"It's not that...it can also be said to be that." He Songling waved his hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Zhiwei said seriously, "Should we ask the doctors from the European Magic Society to come and take a look? They have a hospital called St. Mungo's. The doctors there are very experienced in dealing with the damage caused by Qi to Inhumans."

Speaking of this, this is another point that Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but admire.

In China, there are also some very good doctors, some of whom are even called "national masters". There is a Mr. Niu, who can even be compared with the Jishitang School of Medicine. John's teacher, Xiao Longyou, the leader of the four famous doctors, is actually also a doctor.

However, these people often act independently. Even within a medical school, they only learn the medical skills of their own school. Although there is occasional communication between colleagues, they cannot integrate well.

In a place called "St. Mungo's", various medical skills are classified and listed, and everyone in the hospital can learn from each other.

The most important thing is that they are open for business. Their experience in cases far exceeds those street doctors. For those talented "national masters", it seems that there is no difference. The dean of St. Mungo's may not be able to surpass the medical skills of the leaders of the domestic medical schools.

But for those apprentices with mediocre talents at the middle and lower levels, the difference in case experience can indeed lead to a huge difference in medical skills.

Zhang Zhiwei really wanted to go back and promote the exchange between the foreigners in China and the foreigners in Europe and America. On the one hand, he could learn new knowledge, and on the other hand, he could understand their methods and be on guard against them. Otherwise, what if they invaded one day?

By understanding the methods of Western aliens in advance, domestic aliens will not be at a loss.

Now it can be seen that Zhang Zhiwei has really grown up, is willing to take others into consideration, and is willing to consider the situation of others. Zhang Jingqing should be very happy.

However, Zhang Zhiwei's current status and position are not enough to facilitate such a thing. I am afraid that he will have to wait until he succeeds as the Heavenly Master in the future before he can lead the domestic extraordinary world to carry out external exchanges.

In short, no matter what Zhang Zhiwei thought, and no matter who was stronger in the East and West, since we couldn't find the national masters of Jishitang, the most reliable one was to find Saint Mungo. But He Songling waved his hand and refused, "I have completely cut off the power he left behind. It was very dangerous, but fortunately it was successful. I have another power."

The power of death that the Dark Lord left on him was indeed the greatest danger he had encountered since he came to this world. This thing was like a cancer that kept clinging to his Qi and the flesh behind him. Even if a piece was cut off, it would still regenerate from somewhere unknown.

Although he had never tasted the Tang Sect's Dan Shi, He Songling was sure that this thing was no less dangerous than Dan Shi.

Fortunately, this was just the power summoned by the Dark Lord. He couldn't seem to control it perfectly, nor did he have a method to use it in an orderly manner. It was just a pure energy, and it didn't have a complete back-up like Dan Shi. This allowed He Songling to get an advantage.

He used Ruyi Power to compress his life force in the purple palace between his eyebrows, surrounding the innate spirit and soul in the Niwan Palace. He also controlled the innate spirit and soul, visualizing the stunning sitting posture of the Nascent Soul in Wu Gensheng's body, causing the innate spirit and soul to generate a suction force, as if a star attracts planets to revolve around it, pulling all his body and life force around it, making regular movements.

The remaining 95% of the body was completely cut off. Physically blocking the spread of this "power of death", and the innate soul blocked its void search and regeneration, finally getting rid of the entanglement of this power.

However, when the force was cut off and fell to the ground, it did not dissipate like ordinary gas as He Songling had expected, but was attracted by the magic wand he snatched from the Dark Lord.

This wand was He Songling's trophy. Taber was also an open-minded person. Although this thing was very important to him and the entire European superhuman world, it was He Songling who defeated the Dark Lord and snatched the wand from him, so he didn't feel comfortable asking for it.

Not only did he not take it himself, he even concealed the news and told the Magic Association that the Dark Lord's wand was missing in the explosion. This prevented the official people from the Magic Association from harassing He Songling.

From the moment He Songling snatched it from the Dark Lord and held it in his hand, he had a mysterious feeling in his heart, "I am its master", and this sense of belonging was exactly what he got after defeating the Dark Lord.

But this mind-controlling method did not excite He Songling, but made him avoid snakes and scorpions. This is the difference between Eastern strange people and Western strange people. Eastern strange people, especially the Eastern "Xuanmen", all pay attention to "cultivating the mind".

The most important thing in cultivation is to cultivate one's body and mind in order to improve one's life. Therefore, one's resistance to these external temptations is relatively strong. Of course, it is not so strong that one is completely impervious to temptation, otherwise the Wudang Sect would not have been driven crazy by Feng Hou Qi Men.

But this magic wand obviously did not have the aggressiveness of Feng Hou Qimen Tu. It just told you lightly that you are its owner and you can use it. So although He Songling was alert, he did not take it seriously.

Until the body with the power of death fell, the magic wand that He Songling had never used before flashed with black light and absorbed the black air.

This made He Songling alert. He entered the pseudo triple state of Qi transformation and carefully touched it with the out-of-body Qi. As his research on this magic wand deepened step by step, He Songling's body began to be contaminated with the black aura of the god of death again.

However, this time, under the control of the Wand of Death, He Songling was able to control it and allow it to completely merge into his own Qi body, which resulted in his current gray body stained with white paint and ink.

He Songling pointed at the magic wand with a strange look on his face and said to Zhang Zhiwei: "I found the 'fairy trace' on this thing."

(End of this chapter)