The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 61 Something is Wrong
Xiunuo now encountered a problem.

The ninth level of body building.

However, judging from the incense in his sea of ​​consciousness, breaking through the ninth level of body forging and entering the Qi refining stage that he had longed for should be a natural thing.

However, the current situation is that he cannot advance to the Qi Refining Stage no matter what.

What kind of foundation does one have to have to encounter a bottleneck when practicing Qi?
I have only heard of people practicing Qi for three thousand years, but I have never heard of people practicing body building for hundreds of years.

Except for those ordinary people who have opportunities, those who have great opportunities but no skills to help them, if they cannot create their own, they may be stuck at the ninth level of body forging and cannot move forward.

But he was a righteous demon after all, and "The Netherworld Art" was a serious inner sect skill. The bottleneck in the Qi Refining Period could be completely compensated by this skill.

But now, it's stuck here.

Is it related to this world? Or is it some other reason?

Looking at the incense floating in his sea of ​​consciousness, Xiu Nuo thought for a long time and could only conclude that his realm was improved by the incense and merits, rather than the demonic energy that a demon cultivator should possess.

So, the Netherworld Art Qi training pass is invalid?

However, Xiu Nuo didn't know how to rely on incense and heavenly merit to break through the Qi Refining Stage.

In the past, when I saw these two ancestors, they were either fighting bloody battles or making peace. Studying them was also about studying how to deal with them. Which good demon cultivator would think of bringing incense and merits into his own sea of ​​consciousness?

"Or is it because there aren't enough incense sticks? Not enough to practice Qi?" Xiu Nuo thought: "In that case, why don't we burn down the LAPD headquarters? I think the people here seem to like seeing these guys get into trouble."

This is something Xiunuo learned recently.

For example, in the case of Compton, there are people online saying that he caused innocent civilians to become potential drug addicts.

But there is no mention of Xiu Nuo causing innocent police officers to become drug addicts.

Some people cried out for the injustice of the black people who died in the gunfight, but no one sympathized with the injured police officers.

Xiunuo didn’t know if there were any innocent policemen among those policemen, but with such a large number of them, there must be one who hadn’t done anything wrong, right?

However, the people here seemed to be unable to see it.

Xiu Nuo also discovered this phenomenon from watching some movies. Some movies would portray how pitiful a black or Latino person is when they are forced to become a drug dealer or a thief for various reasons. It seems that they care about this group of people very much.

However, when these people are caught committing illegal acts and are chased by the police, such as speeding on the road, you will find that the police cars will roll over and explode due to various reasons.

As for how the policemen inside would die, it seemed like no one cared at all.

Those who break the law are excusable, those who defend the law deserve to die, and then they shout about the rule of law.

Originally, Xiunuo thought it was just an artistic processing of the movie, but after doing it himself this time, he found that art comes from life.

Maybe the reason why my incense is not strong enough is that I am not radical enough.

However, burning down the LAPD is somewhat difficult. If you want to do it, you can't be so hasty and you have to plan it out.

Just when Xiunuo was about to call Jonas for some information, he found that the demonic energy in his body suddenly increased.

He immediately sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, and saw that the evil spirit that had been suppressed by the incense was now rising.

These evil spirits seemed to be producing their own evil spirits.

Xiu Nuo is not a rookie. He knows that demonic energy will not appear out of thin air. If it does appear, it means
“The seeds are sprouting.”

Yes, isn’t this the moment that the demon seed was planted in order to wait for?

The guy who planted the demon seed is like the branches that Xiu Nuo spread out. Otherwise, why would the demon cultivators, who have nothing to do, always go to deceive others? Are they just having fun?

If you want to have fun, you should become an upright cultivator. After all, evil cultivators still have to worry about being hunted.

"So, what did Fugui and the others do?"

At this time, at a pier on the west coast.

Lao Zhao was like an assassin in the shadows, reaping the lives of the guards with the dagger in his hand. Wang Fugui was sitting in a boss chair at this time, and opposite him, knelt an Asian who had already been frightened.

This was Wang Fugui’s previous boss.

At this moment, this guy was skinny as a stick, and not far away, Quan Rui said dissatisfiedly while putting on clothes: "You said this guy belongs to me."

Wang Fugui waved his hand: "There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. This guy is still useful."

Wang Fugui walked up to his former boss and said with emotion: "Old Sun, I'm not saying anything bad about you, I just want to retire, why do you have to pester me?"

"What do you want, Brother Wang? I'll give it to you!" The former snakehead's face was full of fear at this moment: "As long as you can let me live."

"I know you have your own vault. Take us there to get it. We'll let you go after we get it. However, we'll send your evidence anonymously to the FBI. What do you say?"

"No problem! No problem!"

Wang Fugui nodded, and that smile was like the last kindness to a dead person. Then he grabbed the former boss's clothes and pulled him up.

Zhao Hong walked in from outside: "All the people outside have been dealt with, a total of thirteen."

Wang Fugui glanced at Zhao Hong and asked curiously, "Where's Song Linlin?"

"Well, that's what I wanted to say. Let's go and take a look together."

As Zhao Hong spoke, he took Wang Fugui and others to a room. As the door opened, there was a row of iron cages inside.

There are three to four people locked in each iron cage. Judging from their appearance, there are Asians, blacks, and Latinos. A rough estimate is that there are about a hundred of them.

Wang Fugui frowned and asked, "What do these people do?"

"We sent them to laboratories across the country." The snakehead whispered, "You know, no one cares about the lives of these illegal immigrants, especially those who were deported by the immigration court. We are just making the best use of them."

"Don't those pharmaceutical companies trick people into signing contracts?"

The snakehead lowered his voice: "I didn't say it was a pharmaceutical company."

Wang Fugui was startled.

Song Linlin came over and looked at Wang Fugui: "How should we deal with this?"

Wang Fugui thought about it, then said, "You decide."

Zhao Hong grinned: "I discovered before that the more people I kill, the greater my power will be."

Song Linlin tilted her head and said, "Then let's go together. I'll try it too."

Wang Fugui had already walked out. He closed his eyes slightly as he listened to the creepy screams inside.

Quan Rui took a look inside and shook her head: "What a waste."

After saying that, she looked at Wang Fugui and said, "Why don't you try?"

Wang Fugui pursed his lips and said, "The boss didn't kill people randomly, did he? He is better than any of us."

"so what?"

"He must have his reasons for doing that."

"Then why don't you tell those two inside?"

"Because I used to be a guide, I know that if people lose their minds in the face of power and money, anyone who wants to stop them will pay the price!"

At this time, Silver Lake Villa.

Feeling the demonic energy rising in his body, Xiunuo's face suddenly changed.

He rushed out of the room and looked up at the sky. Then, his face was full of disbelief: "What's going on? How can a breakthrough in Qi training bring about a heavenly calamity?"

(End of this chapter)