Chapter 324 Well-informed? Good thing! (seeking subscription)

  The favor of the great monk of Yuanshen is not good.

   Such a good opportunity... I 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 amount... is a bit small!" Ke Xiaoliang keenly felt Mo Tingyuan's magic value transmission.

   Then he looked at the seed library again, as if he had realized something.

"It seems that this seed bank is set in the depths of this corpse mountain. 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. It must be obtained from it Hand in hand here."

"It's no wonder that the 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, which directly raises the blood cattle in the sect and uses them 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, 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.

  Ke Xiaoliang was also very happy to see the old man put away the blood talisman.

"I hope he can be more generous and attract more Primordial Spirit cultivators to join my Gourd Realm! In the Gourd Realm, whether it is the world of high martial arts or the world of wasteland, if the extraordinary power is to be pushed up further, it must be more powerful. With rich and extensive knowledge accumulation, more knowledgeable monks can help with 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 primordial spirit 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 it if it doesn't last long?"

  The old man Yuanshen laughed and said: "Forget it! Forget it! It doesn't matter whether you can stand it for real or fake 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 adult world, 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 Ba Ji? Nephew Ke! This is a big shot more than a thousand years ago, and Senior Ba Ji , hit Chunlei, Gumeng, Xiaoshui, and Canshan sects with his own power, and there are many first- and second-rate sects among them, whether it is the righteous way or the devil way, hearing the name of the eight fierce seniors, they all tremble."

The old man Yuanshen, who called himself 'Eight Fierce', laughed and said: "Young and frivolous! You are frivolous! If you knew something back then, how could you let such gossip spread? At most, add some headless cases. The so-called good fighters have no great achievements, all success or failure should be like spring sun melting snow, autumn wind falling leaves, that is an extremely high state."

   "It means that you used to think it was cool to pretend to be loud, but now you think it's better to be boring?" Ke Xiaoliang gave an interpretation that although it was not right, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

The old man Ba ​​Ji sneered at Ke Xiaoliang: "Want to steal my magic yuan? 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 to be stolen by others."

  Ke Xiaoliang showed a debunked expression.

   But I don't see any embarrassment.

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

   "This old man is a good talker. If you wake up those bad-tempered old guys, it will be really bad!" The eight fierce old man waved his hands 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.

  Carefully 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. These years have earned a lot of benefits... It is normal that he has no intention of returning. However, he has left a little focus on his physical body , You can still feel the things around you. If you really need something to do with him, just pour black dog blood on his forehead, and he will come back soon." said the old man Ba ​​Ji.

  Mo Tingyuan's face became visibly paler.

  Depending on the situation, the Eight Fierce Old Man also harvested Mo Tingyuan and took some magic yuan.

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

  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 tide over the crisis. This is why the eight murderous old men did not kill you. You should be grateful to me instead of continuing to fight with me. An 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 weren't for my cooperation... none of yours will work."

  Ke Xiaoliang said: "Yes! I know! It all depends on the suzerain to help smooth things over. The disciples are very grateful!"

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

"You have the ability to fight against Primordial Spirit monks, 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 methods of transformation. This is in his Primordial Spirit In the middle, he also showed one or two. If his soul and body are one, 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, today's situation may be different. If you don't know awe, maybe your face and soul will be gone."

  What Mo Tingyuan said is not wrong.

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

  Ke Xiaoliang has only been open for a few years!

  Just want to completely catch up with the thousands of years of penance practiced by others?

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

  Otherwise, he, the suzerain, will only appear to be even more 'useless'.

  Mo Tingyuan was still babbling on.

  Ke Xiaoliang has already lost his mind.

  Because the eight fierce old men 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.

   Directly offered 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.

   The lower abdomen is a little uncomfortable, take a rest.

   Update again and again in the afternoon!

good afternoon!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)