The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Rao is that Xu Ziqing is the master of the demon vine. At this time, when he saw the string of blood gourds dragged by Rong Jin, he was secretly surprised.

But this time, since the senior brother allowed him to come to this reckless plain, he must have agreed to let him add some blood to Rong Jin. After all, this is the tree of his life, and Rong Jin can never be too strong. The ability in Mu Zhongxin Dafa is also incapable of being used.

After calming down, Xu Ziqing passed on his thoughts: "Rong Jin, come back."

Then there was a thin voice calling: "Mother, mother!"

There was joy in this voice.

Xu Ziqing's heart softened, and he saw the four blood vines rushing back very quickly, squeezing and rubbing around him, as if he wished he could entangle him and get closer to him.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the vine, and said with a slight smile, "Is Rong Jin full?"

Want the demon vine to swing its body very quickly: "Hungry, hungry..."

Xu Ziqing was stunned for a moment, but thirty or forty heads are not enough? Thinking about it again, there are countless shrooms on the left and right plains, and you can let them eat as much as you want. Speaking of which, Rong Jin has been with him for so long, but he has never been full, and it is because he did not do it properly.

After thinking about it, Xu Ziqing first walked to the front of the shòu corpses with only bones and skins left, peeled off their inner core and single horn, and put them into the storage ring. Afterwards, a few shòu skins were collected into the storage bag, and the rest of the corpses were thrown away, which was considered a cover up.

At this time, Xu Ziqing went further into the depths of the plain, Chonghua Ying explored his way in the air, Rong Jin also wrapped around his arms and waist, only resting Ye Bao on his shoulder, as crystal clear as red jade Clear, it makes his skin more and more fair.

In the demon vine jīnggān, the blood color is rich, and it seems that there is blood flowing, which contrasts with Xu Zi's handsome face. Under such a contrast, it actually added a bit of bewitching beauty to him.

Since Rong Jin was still hungry, Xu Ziqing used to dote on Chonghua, and after spending a long time with Rong Jin, he felt a little guilty about it, so he was not bound by it.

The deeper the group went, the more reckless shòu they could see. Rong Jin was released from the ban, so he feasted, and shuttled back and forth among those shòu groups in an instant, sucking away dozens of heads. Reckless shòu flesh and blood.

And the more it sucked, the more bloodthirsty the surrounding air became, and in a short while, a blood-colored mist formed around it. In this blood mist, Xu Ziqing's face was looming, even more mysterious. If others saw him, I am afraid that he would not be regarded as a cultivator of Immortal Dao, but thought he was a demon cultivator.

After three or four hours after this, the flesh and blood that Rong Jin sucked had already exceeded 300 heads. Xu Ziqing obtained all these inner pills and unicorns, but only about 20 of them were put in the storage bag. Just the head.

At this moment, the Chonghua Eagle suddenly flew down and landed in front of Xu Ziqing.

Rong Jin noticed that Ye Bao was pulled out of a reckless body with a "punch" sound, and then swayed left and right in front of him as if showing off his might.

This posture, as if the Chonghua Eagle gets a little closer, will give it a shot.

Chong Huaying stopped immediately, and let out a low howl, his voice was full of grievances.

Originally, it had the bloodline of Dapeng. If it can be stimulated, its potential in the future is limitless. It was born only ten years old, and being able to become a first-order demon is already the result of being loved and practicing extremely hard. It has the power hidden in the ancient bloodline, and it is far less than the ancient bloodthirsty demon vine. Evil.

It tried hard again and again, but it was able to protect itself from being too intimidated. If it really wanted to fight against the demon vine, it was absolutely impossible.

Xu Ziqing knew that Rong Jin was domineering, and that it was now full of flesh and blood, and its power was much greater than before.

He himself was also a little worried. Now that he can really suppress Rong Jin, it is also because of Rong Jin's closeness to him, but there is no guarantee that it will not admit to the wrong blood food because of a happy meal for a while.

Now that one vine and one eagle are fighting each other, and that Chonghua is acting like a spoiled child, Xu Ziqing feels helpless, but it is also a little funny.

After thinking about it, he took out a red bead, a reckless inner alchemy from the storage ring, raised his hand and hit the Chonghua Eagle.

Chonghua Ying's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth and swallowed the inner alchemy in his stomach, and the grievances stopped because of this.

Seeing this, Xu Ziqing also smiled slightly.

There are almost no bottlenecks in cultivation, and the reproductive power is extremely high, and even the life span can range from hundreds to thousands. Gathering in groups in this rough plain to rule as kings and hegemons is originally a heaven-defying thing.

But since it is so against the sky, how can it be tolerated by the way of heaven?

Therefore, the leather of mang shòu varies according to its grade. It can be used for tanning leather armor, and even for refining magic weapons and robes; the horns on its head can be used for refining tools and alchemy; its flesh and blood is flat and nourishing, and low-level warriors can use it. Incarnation of the body, even the high-level monks are not inferior to the ordinary demon meat when eaten.

The most attractive thing is their inner alchemy, whether it is a bird, a monk, or a warrior, all of them can be eaten. The effect is similar to that of an elixir, and it is not suspected of exploding. It is a kind of chaotic power of the five elements. Cultivator, it does not interfere with taking it, and even the impurities in it are not more than ordinary Chinese medicine pills.

With these many advantages, it can be said that Mang shòu is a treasure, not such a rare thing that people flock to, but it can also make many monks and warriors willing to kill him.

The drive of this interest is another factor that allows the empire to gather a large army

, the fundamental reason for guarding for countless years.

After throwing more than ten reckless inner pills with Chonghua Ying one after another, Xu Ziqing stopped.

Chonghua Ying was still screaming "Hey", as if begging for food.

Xu Ziqing smiled and said, "Don't eat too much, just digest it first."

Chonghua Ying was resentful, but he was still obedient.

The demon vine over there is just about to move again. At this time, it comes with a lot of thoughts, all of which are the word "eat", so greedy, it is really hard to fill.

Xu Ziqing sighed, knowing that it is now able to find out the direction of blood food, so he put Chonghua in the Yushòu card and asked it to practice in it.

And he himself, listened to the command of the demon vine, and went to the northwest.

Before he knew it, he had actually passed through the relatively safe outer fifty districts and entered a deeper place.

After walking about two hundred steps, Xu Ziqing suddenly restrained his breath.

The bloodthirsty demon vine is very obedient, and in a flash, it sucks all the blood mist all over its body, leaving only four coral red vines with leaf buds, which are extraordinarily harmless and beautiful.

But this is only an appearance.

Twenty paces ahead, there was a one-horned mang shòu pressing down on the other mang shòu, both of them roaring and twitching violently.

The unicorn of the mang shòu lying on the top is different from the black unicorn of the mang shòu that I have seen before, but a dark gold color. crimson.

But the sense of threat from the two-headed shòu is even more serious.

Naturally, this sense of threat is only relative.

Xu Ziqing wasn't afraid of these two reckless shòu, but judging from the aura on their bodies, he found that the golden horn shòu's cultivation level was comparable to that of the monks on the sixth and seventh levels of qi refining, and the one with the red horns also had the third and fourth levels of qi refining. Left and right, compared to the black unicorn, it is really a lot more difficult!

He just thought, could it be that the role of the shòu on this head is different, and its power is also different?

Rong Jin didn't wait for him to think about it, and quietly rushed forward.

Only two sounds of "puff" were heard, and the two men were still enjoying themselves, but they were stabbed in the opposite direction from top to bottom, and they became a couple with the same fate, and died in two parallel vines. "mouth".

In an instant, blood gurgled upwards along the vines, making the color of the blood vines seem to turn red by two points.

Xu Ziqing suddenly felt Rong Jin's thoughts coming, and he seemed to be a little more satisfied, eating these two reckless shòu, as if he was more comfortable than eating a lot of heads before.

He suddenly realized that Rong Jin didn't feel full after eating so much. It turned out to be because there was only "quantity" and no "quality". No wonder, no wonder.

When these two shòu turned into corpses, Xu Ziqing wanted to clean them up, but this time Rong Jin was obedient, and the vines showed, he had already peeled off the skin, dug out the inner elixir, and sent it to the master. .

"Mother, mother... give it to..."

Xu Ziqing was a little surprised, then moved a little, and said, "Thank you Rong Jin."

Rong Jin was next to him and wrapped around his waist obediently.

Xu Ziqing felt Rong Jin's spirituality more and more, but felt that it would be easier to communicate with Rong Jin if it continued like this.

After that, they first picked the man with golden horns and red horns to do it. The more Rong Jin ate, the more intense the color became, and even faintly pulsing in it, it seemed to have a feeling of breaking out.

After eating and walking like this, gradually, the sky darkened.

Xu Ziqing had just been taking care of Rong Jin, but now he was a little surprised: "It's already too late."

Once the sun sets on the reckless plain, the fog will spread even more, and the vision of monks and warriors is obscured.

Fortunately, Xu Ziqing is already a monk in the Yuan Dynasty, so he can release his spiritual consciousness and reflect the surrounding scene into the sea of ​​consciousness. If it is an ordinary martial artist, no matter how keen the six senses are, in such a situation, they can only be trapped in the fog, and they will often be swallowed by the reckless shòu.

It is said that the whole body is useful, but the warriors and monks who come to this plain to make a living are not considered to be a great supplement for many reckless shòu.

Xu Ziqing thought for a while, and decided not to move forward.

He immediately found a place where the weeds were not deep and was close to the big rock. He circled a small open space with stones, threw the grass into it, and threw it into the fire talisman, and a raging flame was ignited in an instant.

On this plain, not only are there many gangsters who are kings in groups, but there are also many monsters who are not as powerful as the gangsters, but they also have their own way of survival.

Every time after nightfall, Meng Shòu will be dispatched, whether it is to survive on its own, or to rely on the reckless Shòu ethnic group, they are hunting for food, or swallowing the moonlight, and they are always unwilling to sleep soundly.

Therefore, for monks and warriors who accidentally stayed on the plain, it was even more dangerous than in the daytime.

Chapter 210 Who is he?

The moon is as cool as water, and the mist is swirling.

In front of a big rock, Xu Ziqing sat cross-legged, and grilled a piece of shòu meat on the fire.