Devil Seeds

The favor of the great monk Yuanshen is not good.

Such a good opportunity... missed it!

Mo Tingyuan lost his cleverness, but also generously donated a sum of magic value, which can be described as a model of 'human beings are courteous'.

"Huh? This quantity...is a bit small!" Ke Xiaoliang keenly felt the transmission of Mo Tingyuan's magic value.

Then he looked at the seed bank again, and if he realized something.

"It seems that this seed pool is set deep in this mountain of corpses, and it is used to breed new demon seeds by extracting the overflowing demonic value of monks from the top and bottom of the ten demon sects. It is equivalent to the demonic value in the ten demon sects, so we have to get a hand from it first."

"It's no wonder that these monks of the Ten Demon Sects are engaged in 'breeding' at the foot of the mountain, but there is no movement on the mountain. Unlike the Blood Demon Palace, they directly keep the blood cattle in the sect and use them at all times. It turns out that they don't want to be drawn and avoid tax reasonably."

The old man Yuanshen took the blood talisman handed over by Ke Xiaoliang, at first he didn't pay much attention to it, but after looking at it for a while, he let out a soft 'huh'.

Then quickly put it away, with an undisguised joy on his face.

Seeing the old man put away the blood talisman, Ke Xiaoliang was also very happy.

"I hope he can be generous and recruit more Yuanshen monks to join my Gourd Realm! In the Gourd Realm, no matter whether it is the world of high martial arts or the world of wasteland, if the extraordinary power is to be pushed up, it must have a richer and broader accumulation of knowledge, and more knowledgeable monks to help make suggestions. Yuanshen monks are a very good choice. They may not be the most talented, but they must have a lot of knowledge reserves." Ke Xiaoliang thought.

At this time, the soul of the old man looked at Ke Xiaoliang with a little more gentleness.

The originally tense atmosphere also relaxed a little.

"Boy! You are very persistent! It's been so long, can you still stand it?" The old man Yuanshen asked Ke Xiaoliang.

Ke Xiaoliang said: "A top can withstand it. What kind of man is he if he doesn't last long?"

The old man's primordial spirit laughed and said: "Forget it! Forget it! It doesn't matter whether you can stand it for real or pretend to be able to stand it. You have passed this test. I won't trouble you, old man."

Having said that, Ke Xiaoliang didn't put away his transformation, and the old man Yuanshen didn't let go of the other two hands, which were pinched in his sleeves.

In the world of adults, how can you keep your word?

"Haven't you asked senior Gao's name?" Ke Xiaoliang asked.

The old man Yuanshen said: "The old man used to be nicknamed 'Ba Ji', so you can call me Ba Ji Patriarch."

Mo Tingyuan only had a touching presence when he was a fan. At this time, he immediately exclaimed with dignity: "So... is it Senior Bajio? Nephew Ke! This is a big shot more than a thousand years ago. Back then, Senior Baxie used his own strength to attack Chunlei, Gumeng, Xiaoshui, and Canshan sects. There are many first- and second-rate sects among them.

The old man Yuanshen who called himself "Eight Fierce" laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Young and frivolous! You are young and frivolous! If you knew something back then, how could you let such gossip pass down? At most, you can add some headless cases. The so-called good fighters have no great achievements. All successes and failures should be like spring sun melting snow and autumn leaves falling. That is an extremely high state."

"It means that you used to think it was cool to pretend to be beeping, but now you think it's better to be boring?" Ke Xiaoliang gave an interpretation that was not right, but seemed to be right.

The eight fierce old man sneered at Ke Xiaoliang: "Want to steal my magic energy? Little baby! You are still very young. For an ancestor of the ten demon sects like me, the best thing to protect in this life is your own emotions. It is absolutely impossible for others to steal the slightest magic energy."

Ke Xiaoliang showed a debunked expression.

But there was no embarrassment.

"Okay! You two little dolls, go away if you have nothing to do!"

"This old man is a good talker. If you wake up those bad-tempered old guys, it will be really bad!" Ba Ji old man waved his hand and said, as if he was kindly admonishing him.

Mo Tingyuan shrank his head, and suddenly thought of what he said before entering the seed bank, pointing at Yingzui Cliff.

Cautiously asked: "Dare to ask the Patriarch of the Eight Fiends...the one who retreated at Yingzui Cliff...."

"You mean Old Ghost Yan?"

"He is good-looking by relying on his primordial spirit, and he is now facing the head in the palace of the Queen of the Soul Sea. He has gained a lot of benefits over the years... It is normal to have no intention of returning. But he has kept a little focus on his physical body, and he can still feel the things around him. If you really need him, just pour black dog blood on his forehead, and he will come back soon." Ba Ji old man said.

Mo Tingyuan's face became visibly paler.

Depending on the situation, the old man Eight Fierce also harvested a crop of Mo Tingyuan and took some magic yuan.

Mo Tingyuan, who was a little restless while walking, walked out of the seed bank.

After boarding the black cloud that returned to the sect, Mo Tingyuan quickly regained consciousness, but it seemed as if his face had changed, and he regained the majesty of the former sect master.

"Don't tell the outside world what happened before."

"These are all related to the secrets of my ten demon sects. I cooperated with you in the seed bank and let you get through the crisis. That's why I didn't let the eight murderous old men attack you. You should be grateful to me instead of continuing to be my enemy." Mo Tingyuan said to Ke Xiaoliang.

Then he said: "Don't think that you can bluff people by deliberately posing a few poses and shapes. If it wasn't for my cooperation... none of yours would work."

Ke Xiaoliang said: "Yes! I know! It all depends on the suzerain to help smooth things over. This disciple is very grateful!"

Mo Tingyuan nodded and said, "It's best that you understand."

"You have the ability to fight against the Primordial Spirit cultivator, which is of course very good. But Primordial Spirit cultivators have their own strengths. This Patriarch of the Eight Fiends used to be best at physical supernatural powers and various transformation methods. This is also demonstrated in his Primordial Spirit. If he is one with the Primordial Spirit and the physical body, you are by no means an opponent."

"If you have the misfortune to meet a great cultivator who is good at the method of primordial spirit, I'm afraid the situation today will be different. If you don't know how to be in awe, maybe your dead face and soul will be gone."

What Mo Tingyuan said was not wrong.

Although Ke Xiaoliang himself has a lot of cards to play, but he really can't underestimate the monks in the world just because of his confidence.

Ke Xiaoliang has only been hanging out for a few years!

Just want to completely catch up with others' thousands of years of penance?

Of course, what Mo Tingyuan said was to suppress Ke Xiaoliang's arrogance.

Otherwise, he, the suzerain, would only appear to be even more 'worse'.

Mo Tingyuan was still babbling on.

But Ke Xiaoliang has already lost his mind.

Because the Eight Fierce Old Man had already started to communicate with the blood talisman with the primordial spirit, and then split a primordial spirit clone, followed the guidance of the blood talisman, and came to the first gourd middle realm.

The eight fierce old men who just came to this world felt the dense radiation between the heaven and the earth, and the strict suppression of the primordial spirit by the rules of the heaven and the earth.

He directly gave Ke Xiaoliang a 'huge sum' as ticket money.

The more you know, the more you know how to be in awe.

Obviously, the Eight Ominous Old Man was 'scared' by Ke Xiaoliang's first world.

My stomach feels a little uncomfortable, take a break.

Three more updates in the afternoon!

good afternoon!