After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Reward 1: Evil Qigong.

Evil Qigong: This is a set of evil Qigong techniques. If you practice this technique, you will become an evil practitioner who does all kinds of evil.

Note: This technique is relatively rough and has drawbacks, so please practice it with caution.

Reward 2: Body Tempering Pill.

Body Tempering Pill: A pill taken by body-tempering monks to temper the physique and strengthen the body.

Qin He took a look and realized that this was a mixture of good and bad, all equally useful and all equally useless.

This was the first time that Qin He had obtained the Body Tempering Pill. It was a good thing for him, who had no energy left but brute force.

However, this kind of medicine is not considered a high-level medicine.

Qin He had brewed this kind of elixir before, but it was only effective for low-level body-refining cultivators. High-level body-refining cultivators would just eat it as a snack and it would not have any effect at all.

Qin He has obtained many elixirs that are more powerful than this one.

Qin He even tried the taste of the pills and found that they had no effect, so he gave them away as rewards.

But at this moment, no matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat. Without any hesitation, Qin He threw the pill into his mouth.

The body-tempering pill instantly turned into a stream of burning heat that flowed from the throat to the stomach, and then throughout the body.

Qin He couldn't help but grin.

It's not a pleasant feeling, as if someone crushed chili peppers into a paste and then smeared it all over your body, inside and out.

The intense burning sensation made Qin He feel like he was about to smoke. The pores all over his body opened involuntarily, and he breathed in new air violently to offset the burning sensation.

At the peak of his pain, he felt as if he were engulfed in a raging fire, relentlessly devouring his body. His skin felt like it was being pierced by thousands of tiny needles, and every cell wailed in agony.

Qin He couldn't help but sweat all over his body, his breathing became more and more rapid, and wisps of grayish-white miasma-like substance began to spew out from his mouth, nose, and pores.

It's really...smoky.

It took a full cup of tea for the feeling to slowly subside.

Half an hour later, Qin He exhaled heavily, feeling mixed emotions of joy and sorrow.

The good news is that this medicine is effective.

What worries me is that this low-level elixir is actually effective on me.

How weak is this body, and how could it be invaded by so many impurities?

Those grayish-white strands are not a good thing.

Qin He could feel that his body had been obviously purified, his strength had increased by about 10%, his blood and touch had also improved to varying degrees, he felt lighter, and even his breathing had become longer.

Not bad, one pill is considered a profit.

After getting familiar with the changes in his body, Qin He turned his attention to the "Evil Qigong."

This is also a low-level martial arts method. Even the techniques are directly noted. The techniques are relatively rough and have drawbacks. Please practice with caution.

In the world of evil cultivators, he is definitely a common sight.

But to be honest, this was the first time that Qin He was rewarded for using evil cultivation techniques.

All the skills acquired before include Buddhism, Taoism, Zheng, and even Confucianism, as well as some niche ones, and even some demon cultivation skills.

But there really are no evil or demonic skills.

The Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art that Qin He specialized in was not a demonic art in essence, it was just that the word "demon" appeared in its name.

Those who devour the sky and plot rebellion are demons, but they have nothing to do with demons in essence.

On the contrary, it devours all energy and transforms it into the purest spiritual energy, which is the most positive.

This made Qin He feel a little strange. It was the first time in history that a book on evil martial arts was rewarded. What did it mean?

Practice?

Regardless of whether it is possible to practice, at least the instinct is against it.

The Great Immortal Qingniu chopped down all the spirits in the lower world and fought bloody battles for decades. If he encountered an evil cultivator, he would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.

Practicing evil martial arts is tantamount to surrendering to the enemy and slapping oneself in the face.

How could the great Green Ox Immortal defile himself?

But on second thought, this body has been isolated from the spiritual energy, and cannot feel a trace of spiritual energy no matter what, and its strength has deteriorated to a minimum.

Even the merits and virtues have been lost.

So, why not... give it a try?

It’s not illegal to try it.