The kindness of the Yuanshen Great Monk is not easy to come by.
Such a good opportunity...I missed it!
Mo Tingyuan lost his cleverness and generously transferred a sum of magic points. He was a model of "people come with courtesy".
"Eh? This amount... is a bit small!" Ke Xiaoliang keenly felt Mo Tingyuan's magical energy transfer.
Then I looked at the seed bank again and realized something.
"It seems that this seed bank is located deep in the corpse mountain. Every day, it relies on extracting the overflowing demonic value from the monks of the Ten Demon Sects to cultivate new demonic species. It is equivalent to the demonic value within the Ten Demon Sect, and it must be obtained first. There is a hand here."
"No wonder these monks of the Ten Demon Sect are engaged in 'breeding' in full swing at the foot of the mountain, but there is no movement on the mountain. Unlike the Blood Demon Palace, the blood cattle are directly raised in the sect and used at all times. It turns out that they don't want to be drawn. , reasonable tax avoidance.”
The old man Yuanshen took the blood talisman handed over by Ke Xiaoliang. He didn't care much at first. After looking at it for a moment, he softly said "Eh".
Then he quickly put it away, with an undisguised joy on his face.
Ke Xiaoliang was also very happy to see the old man put away his blood talisman.
"I hope he can be more generous and recruit more Yuanshen monks to join me in the Huzhong Realm! Whether it is the world of high martial arts or the world of wasteland, if the extraordinary power is to be pushed up, it will be more powerful. Rich and vast knowledge accumulation, 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 old man's soul seemed to look at Ke Xiaoliang with a little more gentleness.
The originally tense atmosphere also relaxed slightly.
"Boy! You are very durable! It has been so long, how can you still withstand it?" the old man Yuanshen asked Ke Xiaoliang.
Ke Xiaoliang said: "Every one can withstand it. What kind of man is he if he doesn't last?"
The old man's soul chuckled and said: "No matter! No matter whether you can really withstand it or you are pretending to be able to withstand it. You have passed this level. I won't cause any trouble for you."
Having said that, Ke Xiaoliang did not put away his transformation, and the old man Yuanshen did not let go of the other two hands, hiding the seals held in his sleeves.
In the world of adults, how can we keep our words?
"You haven't asked senior Gao for his name yet?" Ke Xiaoliang asked.
The old man Yuanshen said: "I once nicknamed 'Eight Evils', you can just call me the Eight Evils Ancestor."
Mo Tingyuan only had an impressive presence as a supporter. At this moment, he exclaimed in a dignified manner: "So... is he the Eight Fierce Seniors? Master Nephew Ke! This is a big shot from more than a thousand years ago. The Eight Fierce Seniors back then , single-handedly defeated several sects such as Chunlei, Gumeng, Xiaoshui, and Canshan, among which there are many first- and second-rate sects. Whether they are from the righteous path or the demonic path, they will tremble when they hear the name of Senior Eight Evils."
The old man Yuanshen, who calls himself the "Eight Evils", laughed loudly when he heard this and said: "Young and frivolous! Young and frivolous! If I had known better back then, how could I have allowed such gossip to be passed down? At most, it would just be more headless public cases. It is said that those who are good at fighting have no outstanding achievements. All successes and failures should be like the spring sun turning into snow and the autumn wind falling leaves. That is the extremely high state."
"It means that you used to feel good about pretending, but now you feel more comfortable being slutty?" Ke Xiaoliang gave an interpretation that although it was not quite right, it seemed like there was nothing wrong with it.
The Eight Evil Old Man sneered at Ke Xiaoliang: "You want to steal my magic energy? Little baby! You are still very young. For an ancestor of the Ten Demon Sect like me, the best thing to protect in this life is your own emotions. It is absolutely impossible for others to steal the slightest bit of magic energy."
Ke Xiaoliang showed a betrayed expression.
But there was no embarrassment.
"Okay! You two little babies, if you have nothing to do, get out of here!"
"I am a good talker. It would be really bad if you wake up those old guys with bad tempers!" The old man Ba Ji waved his hand and said, as if he was admonishing with good intentions.
Mo Tingyuan shrank his head, and suddenly thought of what he said before entering the seed bank, pointing at Yingzui Cliff.
He asked cautiously: "Dare you ask the Patriarch of the Eight Evils...the one who is in retreat at Eagle Beak Cliff..."
"You mean Mr. Yan?"
"He relied on his soul to become good-looking, and now he is in the palace of the Empress of the Soul Sea. He has gained a lot of benefits over the years... It is normal that he has no intention of returning. However, he has left a trace of his mind on the physical body. , he can still feel things around him. If you really want to trouble him, just splash him on the head with black dog blood, and he will definitely come back." said the Eight Fierce Old Man.
Mo Tingyuan's face turned visibly pale.
Depending on the situation, the Eight Evil Old Man also cut a crop of Mo Tingyuan and took some demonic energy.
He carried Mo Tingyuan, who was a little distracted even as he walked, out of the seed bank.
After riding on the black cloud and returning to the sect, Mo Tingyuan quickly came to his senses, but it was as if he had changed his face and regained the majesty of the former sect leader.
"Don't tell anyone what happened before."
"These all involve the secrets of our Ten Demon Sect. I cooperated with you in the seed bank to help you survive the crisis, so that the Eight Fierce Old Man did not attack you. You should be grateful to me instead of continuing to talk to me. Be enemies." Mo Tingyuan said to Ke Xiaoliang.
Then he added: "Don't think that you can bluff people by deliberately putting on a few poses and looks. If it weren't for my cooperation... none of that would work for you."
Ke Xiaoliang said: "Yes! I know! It all depends on the sect master's help to smooth things over. My disciple is very grateful!"
Mo Tingyuan nodded and said, "It's best if you understand."
"It's certainly good that you have the ability to fight against Yuanshen monks. But Yuanshen monks have their own strengths. This Eight Evil Patriarch was actually the best at physical supernatural powers and various transformation methods. This lies in his Yuanshen. He also shows off his abilities. If his spirit and body are one, you will never be an opponent."
"If you are unfortunate enough to meet a great monk who is good at the method of Yuan Shen, today's situation will probably be different. If you don't understand awe, maybe your dead face and soul will be gone."
What Mo Tingyuan said was not wrong.
Although Ke Xiaoliang himself has many trump cards that he has yet to reveal, he cannot underestimate the monks in the world just because of his confidence.
Ke Xiaoliang has only been cheating for a few years!
Do you want to completely catch up with others’ thousands of years of hard work?
Of course, what Mo Tingyuan said was actually to suppress Ke Xiaoliang's arrogance.
Otherwise, he, the sect leader, will only appear more 'useless'.
Mo Tingyuan was still explaining incessantly.
Ke Xiaoliang was already distracted.
Because the Eight Fierce Old Man had actually begun to use his soul to communicate with the blood talisman, and then split a primordial soul clone, following the guidance of the blood talisman, he came to the first gourd world.
The old man Ba Xi who had just arrived in this world felt the dense radiation between heaven and earth, as well as the firm suppression of the soul by the rules of heaven and earth.
He directly gave Ke Xiaoliang a huge amount of money as ticket money.
The more you know, the more you know how to be in awe.
Apparently the old man Ba Xi was 'scared' by Ke Xiaoliang's first world.
