Chapter 893 Mutation

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When the three of them heard this, their faces immediately turned cold. Each of these casual cultivators is close to three hundred years old. Apart from the holy medicine, the only thing that can extend their life is the complete bone pattern of holy birds and beasts, and the human race's holy level exercises.

The complete holy level technique, placed in any family sect, is a secret treasure of the clan. Except for the designated successor of the family, who has this qualification?

Besides, even if there were, who would dare to teach it to outsiders privately? Once discovered, both the person teaching the technique and the person being taught the technique will inevitably die.

You are asking me to burn my life to prolong the life of non-religious cultivators! Am I tired of living a crooked life?

"Uncle Xiaoyao, we respect you as a senior and we ask you this. I never expected that you would rely on your old age to entertain us. Do you really think that your Peacock Holy Wheel Technique is invincible in the world?"

"Young man, don't get excited. I'm just making demands for the casual cultivators. If you don't agree, then just pretend that this never happened? Why threaten me?"

Although my Peacock Holy Wheel Technique is not invincible, if I really use it, everyone will at least lose. If the demonic bird attacks again, won't our lives be in danger? "

Ye Congwen laughed and replied, I am now the leader of the rogue cultivator alliance, and I have five or six rogue cultivators under me. The boy has been threatened. How can I have the dignity to be the leader of the alliance in the future?

Nangong Qing Jinyang and Xuanyuan Hua, the grandson leader of the county prince's palace, spoke to persuade each other:

"Bi Fang will come back with help at any time. If we kill each other, we will all die together. But it is such a waste to leave this fifth holy medicine unpicked. If Uncle Xiaoyao has any suggestions, he might as well tell everyone. listen."

Ye Congwen paused for a long time, glanced around the three aggrieved disciples, and then said slowly:

"We can safely pick the holy medicine inside, thanks to the brothers and sisters outside who worked hard to stop those demonic birds.

Division of labor and cooperation are the key to success. If everyone ignores the overall situation like you three, leaves your post without permission, and goes to the place where the holy medicine grows to pick the holy medicine, then who will stop the sneak attack of the demon bird?

The demon birds are so fast. When the holy medicine takes shape, can we beat them? "

Ye Congwen scolded the three of them. When Nangong Qing, Jinyang and the other three showed signs of approval, he finally made the final decision:

“In the division of labor and cooperation, naturally the results must be fairly distributed, otherwise who would be willing to stay outside stupidly?

I think the fifth holy medicine should be owned by outsiders. I will pick the holy medicine for them later, and then I will reward the person who has made the greatest contribution and is the most conscientious. "

Ye Congwen deliberately exerted all his strength to spread the words outside. The people guarding outside immediately became excited. Even those who had sneaked half the way back sneaked back and stayed at their posts.

The three of them were scolded by Zhen Xiaoyao, and they couldn't help but get angry. Nangong Qing Jinyang Xuanyuan Hua stood up immediately, scolded the three of them, and walked back in disgrace.

"If you fail to stop such speculators and sneaky people in time, it will be an insult to all honest people who stick to their duties. You three must take care of your own people, otherwise we will fall into trouble sooner or later."

Zhen Xiaoyao warned the leaders of the three factions to take care of their own people, otherwise once the holy medicine is formed, everyone will swarm in and they will definitely kill each other.

Nangong Qing and others nodded, heartily agreeing with Zhen Xiaoyao's high opinion. Only Murong Xue was dissatisfied with Zhen Xiaoyao's condescending and pointing attitude. But for her husband's sake, she didn't have an attack.

He turned around and still stared at the fifteen holy fruits that were gradually filling up on the five blue demon holy fruit trees.

All the energy of the Blue Demon Sacred Fruit Tree has been concentrated into the Holy Fruit the size of a millstone. Unfortunately, the energy of one Blue Demon Sacred Fruit Tree is not enough to fill three holy medicines.

Just when everyone thought that the three holy elixirs were unsatisfactory, the tentacle suckers on the top of the blue demon holy fruit tree suddenly came to life, drawing energy from all directions.

The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, heaven and earth, trees, flowers, and plants, including all kinds of demons and birds, all energy bodies within the area where the holy medicine grows can feel invisible suckers absorbing their own energy.

"The holy medicine is really powerful. So much energy is condensed and sealed in three blue holy fruits the size of millstones. You can imagine how high the energy of this holy medicine is!"

Some people exclaimed with envy that with the amount of this holy medicine, it would be no problem to break through the shackles of the True God Realm.

"That's natural. There are eight locks in the human body. If you want to open the eight locks of Qinglong, Huihun, Purple Gold, and White Tiger in one breath, you don't have enough energy. Eight shackles can wear a monk to death!"

Someone added that he had seen senior masters attack the true god realm without the holy medicine. It took him three years to barely open three locks, devoured countless treasures of heaven and earth, and a tall and powerful man. He was so thin that he was reduced to skin and bones, and was finally consumed alive by the impact of the shackles.

That tragic scene is still imprinted in my mind, always warning me. If there is no holy medicine, I would rather die than suffer that pain.

"This is the most reliable and effective method that the seniors of the human race have spent thousands of years and spent their lives exploring. How can we young monks be allowed to question it? We just need to follow the methods of our seniors and do it step by step."

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Ye Congwen stared at the tentacle suckers on the Blue Demon Sacred Fruit Tree, and he always felt something was wrong. These three Blue Demon Sacred Fruits were obviously shriveled, less than half as full as they were round. They relied on these suckers to absorb the energy of the world. Speed, how long will it last?

"With the energy of this blue demon holy fruit tree, if only one holy medicine could grow, it would have been formed long ago!"

Ye Congwen murmured secretly, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and a question dropped from the sky:

Maybe the Blue Demon Sacred Fruit Tree originally only bore one holy medicine. Could it be that in order to increase the yield, Sacred Bird Bifang deliberately used various formations or unique skills to make the Blue Demon Sacred Fruit Tree produce three seeds?

If the holy bird Bifang had tampered with it, where did the energy for it to form two more holy medicines come from?

The energy of heaven and earth?

The power of the sun, moon and stars?

Or is it provided by mountains and rivers?

After thinking about it, this energy is accumulated over time and over many years. It is simply impossible to provide such a massive amount of energy in a short period of time.

All things in mountains and rivers - yes, dead things cannot provide massive amounts of energy in a short time, but living things can!

A formed holy medicine can allow a Semi-Saint Perfection Realm monk to break through the eight shackles and become a god. By inference, the majestic energy contained in the body of a True God Realm master is enough to make a holy medicine take shape?

How many semi-saint realms is one true god realm equivalent to? Is it equivalent to several demigod realms?

Ye Congwen is not a master of the True God Realm, and the specific amount is unknown. However, there are twenty Semi-Saint Realm monks standing under these five Blue Demon Saint Fruit Trees, and there are seventy or eighty Semi-God Realm monks outside. Always waiting for the holy medicine to take shape!

"Is this old bastard like Holy Bird Bifang trying to use hundreds of humans as fertilizer?"

Ye Congwen murmured to himself, and his whole face turned pale in an instant. If it is as he guessed, then all these people will die here today!

Without any time to think, Ye Congwen immediately fled outside. At this time, I couldn't care if my identity would be exposed, so I used my ghost-like steps and ran outside quietly.

With a bang, his body was bounced back by the invisible barrier, and his whole body was bounced back four or five meters. Ye Congwen rubbed his forehead and cursed loudly:

"It's over, I can't get out!"

"Uncle Xiaoyao, why are you running away? Why can't you get out?"

Nangong Liushuang has been secretly observing Zhen Xiaoyao's every move. Everyone is happily discussing the holy medicine with smiles on their faces. He is the only one who frowns, sweats profusely, and his face turns pale.

At first, I thought he was not feeling well, which is why he became like this, but then I thought about Zhen Xiaoyao??????????????????????????????? How could a monk like him, who was on the path of body refining, suffer from illness?

There's definitely something weird in it.

Nangong Liushuang quietly approached Zhen Xiaoyao. Just when she was about to ask, the man suddenly disappeared like a ghost in the blink of an eye. When she found him again, he had already reached the edge of the place where the holy medicine grew.

"What kind of footwork is this? It's faster than me flying in the air? Is it a magical power that shrinks from the ground to an inch?"

Nangong Liushuang muttered. As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head and denied. Can a monk in the demigod realm realize the magical power of shrinking into an inch?

He quickly flew over to see what was going on.

"It's too late to explain to you. You hide at the entrance of this barrier and don't move. The further away from the holy medicine, the better!"

Ye Congwen gave an instruction and suddenly used his magical power to shrink into a foot. He secretly squeezed the Ten Thousand Fingers of Chaos with both hands. He instantly moved to the Blue Demon Sacred Fruit Tree and shot a holy medicine!

There were two pops of pops, all blocked by the barrier of the holy medicine. It was like throwing two squibs into the water, only making a few ripples and not even a sound.

"Who is it? You want to take the holy medicine in advance. Are you going to be an enemy of everyone?"

Jinyang Nangong Qing Xuanyuan Hua shouted angrily in unison. Without waiting for the man to reply, the three of them flew up together, secretly condensing the most powerful holy technique with their hands, and smashed towards the man's back.



"Uncle, stop it! He is Uncle Xiaoyao!"

When Nangong Liushuang saw the three of them teaming up to besiege Zhen Xiaoyao, he ignored Zhen Xiaoyao's instructions and ran wildly, flying behind the four of them while shouting loudly.

"Uncle Xiaoyao? How could it be him? Is he crazy? The barrier before the holy medicine is formed is unbreakable. Even if a master of the true god and true holy realm comes forward, it cannot be opened!"

"Why is he crazy? I think he is too anxious to eat hot tofu and wants to grab a holy medicine and leave first! Fortunately, I believed his high-sounding words before!"

"The casual cultivator won't even reveal his true name and origin. He has the blood of deceit flowing in his bones. If we listen to his nonsense, he will sell us sooner or later without even knowing it!"

The three of them spoke to each other, and their impression of Zhen Xiaoyao suddenly deteriorated. They didn't give him a chance to argue, and directly hit him on the back.