Imperial Mountains, Black Prison Village.

As usual, when the sky was bright, many miscellaneous servants were summoned outside the mountain gate of the Black Prison Sect and began to count the amount of soul coins harvested overnight.

Although there are 3,000 handymen, it is not a hassle to count them.

There are a total of 126 disciples in the Black Prison Sect, and each disciple will be responsible for 20-30 miscellaneous servants, who will send the soul coins earned overnight to the disciples who are responsible for taking care of them by mail at about 6 o'clock in the morning, and then the disciples in charge of the Black Prison Sect will count the miscellaneous servants who have not completed the task, and send the soul coins to the head of the Xuantian Machine by email.

In terms of paying soul coins, the miscellaneous servants can pay more soul coins to offset the next day's amount, but they can't pay less.

This time, there are still dozens of people who have not completed the amount of soul coins to be paid for a day for various reasons.

However, to the surprise of the disciples of the Black Prison Sect, three of the miscellaneous servants shouted their names several times and no one responded.

After a long period of slavery, the miscellaneous servants had already been completely numb, and no one dared to resist at all, this situation was the first time that this situation had appeared, which made the disciples of the Black Prison Sect suddenly have the idea of killing chickens and monkeys.

In order to find out the silent handyman, the disciples of the Black Prison Sect began to count the number of handymen, and at the same time divided the crowd according to the living area in the village, and began to count them in detail.

However, this inventory made the disciples of the Black Prison Sect stunned, and there were nearly ten miscellaneous servants missing.

"Dare to defect in a group, it's really not enough lessons, right?" Xiao Lang, the chief disciple of the Black Prison Sect, stared at the miscellaneous servants below and shouted angrily.

"Do you know where they went?"

In addition to fear, the expressions of the miscellaneous servants below were still full of numbness, and no one answered.

This kind of thing happens every year in the miscellaneous servants, Xiao Lang saw that the miscellaneous servants looked dumb, and he didn't want to ask any more, so he said to a few disciples beside him:

"Senior brothers, you go to find someone, bring the Black Prison True Seal, as long as you are out of range, you can sense it, they can't escape!"

"Yes, senior brother!" The disciples of the Black Prison Sect beside him responded in unison, and then each chose a direction to leave.

After the disciples left, Xiao Lang waved off the miscellaneous servants and turned to leave.

In fact, he was not worried that any miscellaneous servants would be able to escape. After all, the Imperial Tomb Mountain Range is so big, how far can a handyman who doesn't carry enough food go? What's more, with the Black Prison True Seal as insurance, it is completely impossible to escape from the control of the Black Prison Sect with the power of mortals.

At this time, the black tiger was mixed in the crowd of miscellaneous servants, and he also had a wooden expression.

Unlike the others, Black Tiger knew exactly where the servants had gone, because he had done it.

His spiritual root was of inferior quality, and if he relied on slowly absorbing and cultivating, he would never have a chance to get rid of the clutches of the Black Prison Sect.

So he set his sights on the miscellaneous servants who were defenseless against him, killed them with cruel means, and then used the Dafa to condense their flesh and blood into a blood pill that could improve the foundation, and ate it.

None of this left a trace, so he didn't have to worry about being found out if he had done it.

After seizing the foundation (spirit root) of nearly ten miscellaneous servants, Black Tiger was pleasantly surprised to find that his inferior spirit root in the game had evolved into a basic spirit root.

One of them, a miscellaneous servant, even helped him jump from an inferior 72% spirit root to 18% of the basic spirit root.

After the quality of the spiritual root was evolved, the speed of cultivation really accelerated.

Living in such a black prison, Black Tiger has imagined countless times that there will be decent cultivators who will come in the clouds and mist, and with a wave of his hand, he will kill the demon sect of the Black Prison Sect and save himself from fire and water.

But this is a fantasy after all, the cruel Black Prison Sect is still fine, and continues to cruelly abuse them day after day.

After getting the "Dafa of Seizing the Foundation", the black tiger felt that this was a chance for himself, although the means of growth were very cruel, but he felt that only by being more ruthless than the Black Prison Sect could he have a chance to turn over.

Right or wrong, Black Tiger doesn't care anymore, he's fed up with days like this, if he can live, even if he becomes a demon sect like the Black Prison Sect.

No! As long as I live, I'm going to be more ruthless than them.

In the eyes of the Black Tiger at this time, the environment is different, blood and kindness are stupid, and only unscrupulous ruthlessness is the only means to survive.

It was another busy day, and at night, the black tiger did not enter the game, but came to the wooden house next to the No. 3 Lingtian, pushed the door and walked in.

The handyman who lived here saw the wooden door being pushed open, and he was so frightened that he took several steps back, thinking that it was a disciple of the sect who had arrived.

However, after seeing that the comer was also a handyman, his expression returned to a wooden state, and he didn't even ask why the black tiger came, and took out a virtual helmet from under the bed to prepare to enter the game.

The Black Tiger watched as he put on his helmet, then stepped forward and slammed his fist into his throat, then quickly covered his mouth to prevent him from making a sound.

The miscellaneous servant struggled frantically, but in the face of the black tiger who was already a cultivator, his strength was undoubtedly too weak, and he gradually weakened in the struggle, and finally lost his movement.

After killing the handyman, Black Tiger pulled back his shirt and placed his palm on his left chest and heart.

Then his mind began to imagine the familiar trajectory of the aura, and the thin faint points of light around him slowly emerged, seeping into the body of the handyman little by little.

Blood-colored threads like cobwebs expanded outward from the mouth of the handyman's heart, gradually covering the partially's body.

In the process of refining, the body of the miscellaneous servant slowly shrank......

Two hours later, the black tiger who had swallowed the blood pill walked out of the wooden house, came to another place, and began to kill and grow again.

After killing the two handymen, Black Tiger returns to his room and logs into the game.

The first thing he did when he went live was to open the properties panel.

【Black Tiger (Player)】

Level: Level 43

Root (Special): Basic (58/100)

(You have comprehended the Dafa of seizing the foundation, and you can take the spiritual root of others to feed your own spiritual root)

Exercise progress: 2.8% on the first floor of Dafa

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Seeing that the quality of his spiritual root had improved again, a hideous smile appeared on the black tiger's face.

The quality of the spirit root possessed by the two miscellaneous servants killed this time was not bad, and it actually allowed him to increase the quality of the basic level by 40%, which can be said to be a lot of gain.

The quality of the spiritual root only after he began to cultivate, and the black tiger understood how important it was.

His previous inferior spiritual roots were very wasteful when cultivating, and the spiritual energy ingested into his body could only be preserved by 2%, so it could be said that he did nothing in his cultivation.

However, it is different when the quality is promoted to the basic, not only has the speed of spiritual energy intake increased by 20%, but the retention of spiritual energy ingested into the body has also increased to 10%, and the cultivation speed has increased by more than five times.

This made the black tiger understand that it was the most important thing for him to improve the quality of the spiritual root first, after all, as long as the quality went up, maybe his cultivation in one day would be worth a year's cultivation in the time of the inferior spiritual root, or even more.

However, he can only kill two miscellaneous servants a day, and he must spend the rest of his time earning soul coins, otherwise he will inevitably be severely beaten the next day.

Before gaining the strength to compete with the Black Prison Sect, the Black Tiger chose to forbear.

With the attribute of the blessing of the exercises, the Black Tiger now has a much faster speed of killing monsters, and completed the amount of soul coins for the day when the morning came, and then sent the soul coins to the disciples of the Black Tiger Sect who were responsible for managing themselves by email.

However, during the routine inventory in the early morning of this day, the disciples of the Black Prison Sect were surprised to find that there were two more miscellaneous servants missing.

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