Chapter Eighty-four: The Thought of Penetration

  He Ming received the detailed information transmitted by the magical glasses and immediately launched a desperate attack. Because Hei Ying and the giant beauty are both unimaginable objects, immortal lives, descendants of legendary gods, who have existed for tens of thousands of years, blending into human society or transforming into other forms.

  He is also a kind of evil immortal life, likes to torture mortals, sees his painful and desperate appearance, full of destructive ideas, just like liking gloomy and rotten places, rather than living under the sun.

  For some reason, or in order to escape something, this life turned into a statue and fell asleep, which would cause an invisible attack, and soon said goodbye to this world.

  He bullies the weak and fears the strong; when things don't go his way, he will run away with his tail between his legs.

  Finally, the glasses said, without a doubt, as an immortal life that has existed for tens of thousands of years, he must be extremely rich.

  He Ming saw the last sentence and launched a fierce attack without any doubt.

  The dark shadow was splashed with He Ming's priceless blood, and the slightly golden blood fell onto the black air, like a red-hot steel ball dropping into butter.

  The dark shadow suddenly turned into a soaring black gas, escaping to one side. He let out an angry and painful voice: "Damn humans, how can they be so strong? Immortal true blood? How is that possible?"

  "It seems you won't stop?"

  He Ming thought to pick his nose in disdain, isn't this nonsense? But wearing a headscarf, he could only fiddle with his buttocks, showing disdain. "You've hurt our Great Xia Empire's department-level cadres! You'll pay a terrible price! That is your life and your property! Come on, let's have a duel to the death, don't make me look down on you!"

  A strong, one-meter-eight-tall figure gradually took shape, forming armor that began to display various colors in a dazzling and extraordinary manner. Just as the entire body was almost fully formed, He Ming exclaimed in surprise: "Ghosts and armor? This is something only you and Guo have, right? Old Lan, look at this - isn't this Little Gui's armor?"

  Lan Jie took a look and said: "Kill him? I don't know. I want to feed him shit!"

  He Qingwu was speechless, and the dark shadow began to form a face, which looked like a ghostly human with a lowly appearance. He said: "Since you know that I am the noble god of ghosts and humans, please let me go." After finishing speaking, he also bowed slightly.

  "Oh, you've seen a movie, right? Oh, do you remember? Yes, we Chinese are not the sick men of East Asia! Let you go, leave your head behind!" He Ming had already let out an extremely excited and angry voice, his incredibly powerful body had unleashed its strongest attack, the energy of his undying heart had completed the work of the meridian network throughout his body, his power and speed were now perfectly experienced.

  "I've always wanted to slaughter those little devils! And now they're actually delivered right in front of me!"

  He Ming's momentum was at its strongest, the stone knife turned a deep crimson as it slashed down towards the dark figure: "Oh oh oh, little demon, your god is coming to kill you!"

  A similarly bright red samurai sword appeared in the air, blocking He Ming's slashing attack. However, the powerful force was too much for this ghost and human spirit to withstand. He Ming moved extremely quickly, cutting off a black substance from his shoulder.

  The little demon's god let out an angry roar, the warrior's sword made a simple yet artistic pose, "This is 1530, learned from the strongest sword saint, Okina no Bokuden's great sword technique! Slash!"

  A bright red samurai sword comes slashing down with a powerful stance that can cut through everything.

  The combat system in Red Spider immediately raised the initial lethal level, which could not be dodged. He Ming only had time to use a stone knife to block, but this sword technique was extremely powerful and could not resist it. It cut through He Ming's chest, from his shoulder to his abdomen, leaving a deep wound.

  "Awesome, you're doing too well!" He Ming was in agony, but instead he burst out laughing. At this moment, he felt that the pain and danger were extremely real and exciting, because with these magical glasses, he didn't know what would happen next, and he kept having strange encounters. Sometimes it was really too boring.

  So I'm acting desperately, teasing you, but deep down, I also yearn for a real fight to the death, in order to more deeply understand the preciousness of life and the splendor of human existence.

  He Ming received this heavy blow, but instead of retreating, he charged towards the black shadow. He made another stance of a horizontal slash and shouted with an even stronger voice: "The strongest sword technique of Takahara Bokuden, Taikatou no Kiri!"

  An intangible, fierce and silent hardness emanated from the warrior's sword, while the black pupils also shot out endless black light.

  He Ming Fen disregarded his own safety and angrily shouted: "Cao X's strongest fist!"

  The samurai sword slashed over with a fierce and powerful speed, so fast that it seemed to be able to cut off He Ming's waist. He Ming gave up his defense and directly mobilized the inner field energy. At this critical moment of life and death, he thought of countless things and found everything very calm, with only a strong and stubborn heart for attack.

  The samurai sword slashed horizontally, but unfortunately, it was deeply stuck in the devil's abdominal muscles after cutting in a few centimeters. At the same time, the stone knife came with a beheading, and the black shadow flew up with the big bucket's head, ending instantly.

  The headless body didn't move, He Ming pushed away the warrior's knife and directly used the wound on his abdomen to find a large amount of thick blood with a faint golden light, while his chest had already scabbed quickly.

  Blood-soaked hands touched the black shadow's body, and the headless torso convulsed violently. He Ming followed the prompt from his glasses, moving his blood-covered hands to grab the black shadow's abdomen. Ahh, with a surge of strength, he slowly tore it open, and a white light emerged, gradually illuminating the dark room.

  Her hands, stained with fresh blood, grasped out a white light. A girl with the body of an insect and the face of a human opened her eyes, flashing a hint of panic, then suddenly spoke in a voice filled with elegance, melodiousness, and the ability to make one forget all troubles: "Was it you who defeated Dark Kaito? I am the descendant of the High Heaven Original God and the noble Imperial Maiden. Please don't harm me."

  He Ming ordered the hood to fall off again, and he looked at the glasses with strong golden light in his hand, like a white and tender tofu-like ghost and imperial concubine. He stuck out his thick tongue, licked his lips, and said: "Don't be afraid, it will pass soon. Your voice is not bad, remember to call me Ami's father more often, so I won't forget you."

  "Do you want to eat me? You will incur the hatred of all the gods in the Heavenly Court. Can you bear to harm a child?"

  He Ming picked his nose, but there was no snot because his body was too strong and his excrement had decreased. However, He Ming still used the finger that he had picked his nose with to wipe the face of the Ghost King's corpse, saying: "Ghosts and turtles, spare our children! How many have you killed? You've fallen into my hands now, do you think you can escape?"

  Lan Jie also shouted loudly: "He Ming, don't forget to save me some food!"

  "No, let me bear this guilt alone."

  He Ming immediately spoke with a full sense of justice, and then directly bit into the ghost and god's royal woman. He was extremely greedy and cruelly perverted, deliberately starting from her insect body. No matter how hard the girl cried and begged, it only intensified He Ming's pleasure.

  The flavor is also indescribably wonderful, as the glasses' information says.

  A certain deity's initial form, don't sympathize with her because of her pitiful and innocent appearance, her lifespan is longer than your nation.

  This is an invaluable item that cannot be described or analyzed, worth 450. Swallowing it will grant a large amount of attribute bonuses.

  All attributes +100.

  Advanced intelligence, your IQ + 100. It's just an increase in intelligence, doesn't mean you suddenly become a physicist or something, just like how you can understand advanced physics but find it extremely disgusting, so you won't become a physicist.

  This god is extremely evil, this is just his disguise, don't be fooled by him. Also, if you kill this god, you will get his property and earn the resentment of his family.

  "Want to fight with me? Come on, come every day! Tianzhao Dashi?! Everyone come!"

  He Ming swallowed a divine spirit and looked up at the sky with maniacal laughter. Lan Jie was furious, saying: "You ate all the good stuff yourself! Do you still have any regard for leadership?!"

  He Ming turned his head, his face already filled with sorrow and pain: "Leader, this is a heinous crime, an extremely heinous crime. I alone will bear the responsibility for it, don't let the leadership also carry this heavy burden of guilt."

  Lan Jie Dao said: "Then why did you laugh wildly?"

  "Ah, this is a mad laugh born of extreme sorrow. The sense of guilt in my heart is too strong, men can't cry, so I use mad laughter to express it. It's also a mad cry."

  Lan Jie was speechless and could only grit his teeth in anger: "I haven't even taken my revenge yet? You damn bastard!"

  He Ming picked up the divine property left behind in the black air, and hypocritically said: "As a human being, especially as a party member, one cannot have thoughts of hatred in their heart. One must be kind to all people, serve the people with virtue, and win them over with morality. If someone has wronged you, you should sincerely educate them, rather than resorting to violence. You should say to them: 'Hatred is temporary, but love lasts a lifetime.'"

  Lan Jie was furious and said: "Are you kidding me? When I was a political commissar, you were still playing with mud!"

  "Playing with mud is a elegant and natural hobby, it comes from people's love for nature, so they can't help but play with mud to express this silent and quiet love."

  He Ming was talking nonsense, but his full attention was focused on the black air that had dissipated, and the mountain of light that had been piled up into a small hill, which shocked him.

  The winter solstice is approaching, and the old man is about to make a move. He Ming quickly picked up a mirror, which was emitting a red glow. After scanning it, he found that it was a bronze mirror from the Qianlong period of the Qing dynasty, preserved in such perfect condition, truly rare.

  Ah, a bag of coins from the Yayoi period... A masterpiece by a great painter from the Nara period... A Muramasa-level sword wielded by six samurai... A famous gun from the Sengoku period...

  Haha, Nara period glassware... three pieces of ogre and national treasure-level tea utensils...

  Great harvest, the treasures collected by this immortal are all top-notch, with more than 70 pieces, from the Neolithic period to modern times, there are representative works, all of which are fine products. He Ming was overjoyed and didn't know how to express himself. He hastily took off his shirt and pants, and used Wei Jie's coat, scarf, etc. to carefully wrap up some precious porcelain.

  He Ming quickly sorted and put everything into the alien technology backpack.

  A thing of life has been found, about the size of an egg, with beautiful patterns on the outside, including blue, red, and earthy colors. After scanning, it is a good thing brought by the gods from the high plains, which can make a person completely transform, such as old people becoming young, ugly women becoming beautiful, and disabled people growing hands and feet.

  "Give it a try, Lan Jie."

  Lan Jie was ranting and raving about He Ming's greed for wealth, despising him with contempt. He Ming grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth, he trembled rapidly, the person began to shrink, spitting out white silk from his mouth, finally turning into a cocoon.

  He didn't care about anything else, he just said, "Ah, he died in battle, a true bitter fight, he fought to the death for me."

  He Ming tidied up his things and then went to scan the best ones. He liked to leave the good stuff till last to scan.

  The remaining four items were all golden, and He Ming's heart was racing with excitement. The first item was the bright red warrior sword from earlier.

  Mukansa Muramasa, he is an indescribable masterpiece of a samurai sword, and has been imbued with a great deal of mysterious power. Its attack is extremely sharp and ferocious, it is the dream weapon that countless samurais have sought after, a divine sword capable of cutting through steel and harming yin-type lives.

  It means the samurai spirit of ghosts and warriors, every ghost and man who sees it will surge with courage.

  Worth 250.

  This object is extremely rare, perhaps one-of-a-kind, a divine sword and also a spiritual weapon.

  He Ming finished reading the materials, his anger soaring to the sky, and said: "Spirit, I will destroy you!" After speaking, he took out a stone knife and stabbed it into the Extreme Village's Righteous Warrior Sword again and again. Each time he stabbed, the Extreme Village's Righteous Warrior let out a mournful cry, wanting to escape He Ming's devilish hands, but instead provoked him even more. He even abnormally activated his inner dan energy to launch an extremely powerful attack.

  The blade of Muramasa gradually showed gaps, some intangible forces were weakened, and finally, when the stone knife pierced Muramasa, it trembled with joy again, starting to absorb and devour. This ghost sword and the life's highest masterpiece of the swordsmith were both favored by the gods, used for slaughter, perfectly maintained, with an essence that was hard to imagine.

  The energy contained within is also unimaginable, causing Shi Dao to benefit greatly once again and upgrade once more, almost transforming into golden light.

  Finally, He Ming chopped the top-grade Village Right into red light grade, still not satisfied, and continued to chop it into blue light before kicking away the fragments, saying: "Get lost, you crappy spirit!"

  The second item was also gold, and it was the exquisite sword technique of Kaito Minamoto, the strongest swordsman at that time, including his unbeatable sword technique in the world, even the gods and ghosts were afraid of him, including his mysterious super strong sword technique that no one knew about. He Ming scanned it once, and the glasses automatically downloaded it.

  He Ming immediately took off his glasses and interrupted the download, sneering, "What's wrong with the Golden Divine Art! I'll let you lose it!" After that, he burned this exquisite and beautiful swordsmanship manual with a lighter.

  "Haha, ghosts and fools! Falling into my hands! Still want Master to learn your swordsmanship?"

  He Ming burned a golden light, extremely joyful, the ones on his back could sell for money and kill ghosts and people. Such a terrifying sword technique also had a "spiritual" weapon that absolutely couldn't be passed down, the enemy's hero was our super murderer.

  The third item was a magnificent Buddhist scripture written by ghosts and high monks. He Ming took a look, thinking it was just an artifact, and endured it.

  The fourth item was also a beautiful and exquisite Nara-era tea bowl, He Ming carefully picked it up, and would be able to make a lot of silver from it.

  Picked up other treasures, it really feels great. He Ming oh oh clenched his fists, died comfortably, it's really refreshing, but unfortunately can't increase power, refreshment is just refreshment, strength still depends on eating food. Especially eating good things.