"This hairy bookworm should be a inheritance. The content inside helped her learn a lot of things from cultivators. It must have also recorded some secret recipes, etc.," Ling Yun said regretfully.

"That's fine, Mao Shu Clock. There is no cure for this demon cultivator?" Su Nuan was disappointed.

Ling Yun was silent and didn't speak.

There was no treatment method, and he had expected this result before. The female practitioner of the Demonic Taoism was affected by snake venom. If there was treatment, even if it was not disinfected, it would not be so embarrassing.

What he was puzzled was that in the battle just now, the female practitioner of the Demonic Taoism performed very strangely. Especially in terms of spiritual power, her recovery speed was more than ordinary, comparable to that of a spiritual body.

But she is not a spiritual body, but her qualifications are strong, and the scrapped out of them does not help her restore her spiritual power.

"So it's like this." At this time, Su Nuan took off the breast wrapping cloth of the female cultivator of the Demonic Taoist, compared her crooked breast wrapping, and nodded.

Ling Yun's eyes narrowed and he noticed a strange multilateral pattern on the chest of the corpse.

"It's actually a death-induced curse!" Ling Yun was surprised. How could such a thing appear here?

"Death-seeking curse, what?" Su Nuan asked with a brow.

"This mantra can only be activated by the Spirit King, which can accelerate time by three times. It will be useless once, and it is a consumption method. When it acts on the practitioner, it will form such strange multilateral patterns on the chest."

Then, Ling Yun explained in detail.

The death-induced curse acts on the practitioner and can accelerate the practitioner's personal time by three times.

The river of time is rolling and flowing, and the flow rate is always the same. For normal people, one day is one day.

But for those who have been hit by the death curse, one day is equivalent to three days of concentration.

Wu Bihan, who was planted with a death-seeking curse, would definitely improve rapidly in her cultivation. Others worked hard to nourish the cyclone for a day, but she took three days to nourish the cultivation. The effect of cultivation was naturally obvious.

Another huge advantage is the recovery speed of spiritual power. In her, the speed of the river of time has accelerated, which is three times that of ordinary people. Therefore, the recovery speed of spiritual power is naturally three times.

This is why, in the battle just now, her spiritual power recovery speed was so fast that Ling Yun and Su Nuan were surprised.

However, all things have their own advantages and naturally have their own shortcomings.

The death-induced curse has such great benefits, but it has great disadvantages!

The biggest disadvantage is that life is lost. The speed of time has increased by three times, which is manifested as life has been greatly shortened and reduced to one-third of the original one.

Wu Bihan has been passed down for less than a year, but for her, it has been two or three years.

Secondly, any injury that takes time to brew will aggravate.

The toxins of the green python take time to penetrate slowly, and the damage gradually deepens. If others get hit by this poison, it will be a day of effect. But if Wu Bihan gets hit by this poison, it will be a day of effect accumulated in three days.

This is also the main reason why she was so embarrassed by snake venom.

"It seems that the inheritance received by this woman is at least a spiritual king. Unfortunately, God's will is hard to disobey, and it falls into the hands of people here." Su Nuan snorted coldly, looking at the headless corpse under her feet, a little disdainful.

In the long run, the death-induced curse is very harmful and shortens the life of the practitioner to one-third. But in fact, it is very practical for the practitioners of the demonic path.

This is because practitioners of the demonic path have always fought alone without the support of their families and sects. They also need to be prepared for the right path to conquer and suppress the enemy, and they must first focus on survival.

Only by surviving is the most important thing. Everything else is false.

The higher the cultivation level, the greater the chance of survival.

The Death-seeking Curse condenses the life of the practitioner, gathers the brilliance of his life to bloom, like floating cherry blossoms and cold fireworks, short but wonderful.

But without the death curse, the seedlings of cherry blossoms would have been eradicated before they could bloom.

"It's not surprising. All the practitioners who use the Death-Death Curse are brave and diligent people. But this woman has a disagreement in temperament. She is cowardly by nature, likes to procrastinate, and does not have the courage to move forward. It should be the end of this day." Ling Yun glanced at the corpse on the ground and withdrew his gaze.

Su Nuan's face looked a little ugly.

What is the end without treatment? The female practitioner of the demonic Taoism in front of you is the best example.

Is this also a portrayal of her future?

Ling Yun smiled, patted her shoulder, and comforted her: "In fact, hope is nothing, nothing, just like the road ahead. There is no road in this world, and when more people walk, it becomes a road."

When Su Nuan heard this, her expression was stunned, and her eyes slowly recovered. Then she nodded and said, "What you are talking about."

Lingyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the vast mountains and forests in front of him.

Killing this demon cultivator and gaining all her inheritance made his strength soar.

But he also knew that he lacked treatment methods and did not care about his hopes.

Next, he might get a healing insect, or like this female practitioner of the demonic Taoism, he would have nothing to find until he died, and he would be eager to see it. Perhaps the next moment, he would be trampled on and fell by the group of beasts, and his ambition would be gone for nothing for his life.

But what does this matter?

The road is at your feet, just keep moving forward.

Outside the cave, monkeys cries and footsteps came.

Ling Yun's ears moved, and he was the most familiar with the footsteps.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Su Nuan appeared in front of Ling Yun.

He was covered with a layer of thorny clothes all over his body. This special clothes were made of green vines and sharp black wooden thorns. While giving Su Nuan a defensive effect, it could also play an attacking role.

They will be deeply impressed by those bare hands and hand-to-hand combatants, these wood thorns that are as hard as steel.

This layer of thorn clothes is transformed by iron thorns.

After Su Nuan killed the female practitioner of the Demonic Taoism, she took a fancy to this spiritual master-level grass. She asked for it and refined it into his natal life.

"It's really troublesome. Every time you enter and exit the cave, you have to be so careful. Can't you bury the less that Goré potato?" He complained, staring at his feet, sometimes jumping and sometimes stepping, carefully avoiding some places.

"Be prepared for any trouble, and prevent any trouble before it happens." Ling Yun answered lightly, then turned his eyes to Su Nuan's waist.

Around her waist, a string of monkeys hung.

These monkeys are small in size, the largest one is not as long as their arms. They have round little heads, and the black monkeys are covered with fine and dense hair, smooth and gloomy. The most eye-catching thing is that they have leaves growing around their waists.

These green leaves are surrounded by a circle and connected into one, covering the monkey's hips and buttocks. What is like a grass skirt.

These monkeys are naturally langurs.

The langurs are delicious. These days, Su Nuan and Lingyun are all feeding on this.

These captured langur monkeys also realized the next outcome. They struggled hard, but to no avail.

Their shrill and panic screams echoed throughout the cave.

Calculate the time, it's time for lunch.

"Grill and eat, I'm a little hungry." Su Nuan touched her belly and threw the langurs strung together with hemp rope to the ground.

"I'll deal with it first, you'll barbecue. The meat you grilled is much better than mine." She squatted down and was about to kill the monkey.

Ling Yun suddenly stopped him and said, "Today I will teach you a new way to eat."

Immediately, he hooked his fingers and borrowed the Blood Moon Blade from Su Nuan's hand.

The blood light fell into Ling Yun's hands and turned into a blood-colored mark.

It is the Blood Moon Blade.

A slight red light began to appear in Lingyun's palm.

Although Blood Moon is a spiritual master-level method, Ling Yun's move is not used for attack, so he can barely control it.

Su Nuan didn't know Ling Yun's plan, and stared at her blue eyes without blinking.

He saw Ling Yun suddenly stretch out his hand and lifted one of the langurs. He grabbed the langurs' neck firmly so that its head could not move.

Then, he slowly circled the side of his palm with red glow against the monkey's head.

In the past, he looked at the moon and whistled long. Now he used the blood moon to cut the monkey's head.

After wrapping around the edge of his palm, the spiritual power in Lingyun Cyclone was completely overwhelmed.

The red light disappeared from his palm, Ling Yun smiled with a smile on his lips, gently pinched the monkey's head, and lifted it slightly. He immediately opened half of his head.

Complete white monkey brain, exposed in the air.

The langurs struggled wildly, and the pain was heartbreaking. The screams were sharp and harsh, echoing in the cave.

But Ling Yun had the power of two pigs, his hands were like iron pliers, and he did not move at all. The hands and feet of the monkey were clawless and tender. When he scratched Ling Yun's arm, he could not hurt a single hair at all.

"Taste this fresh monkey brain." As he said that, Ling Yun took out the spoon and handed it to Su Nuan.

"Is it just eating raw like this?" Su Nuan looked at the white monkey brain, mixed with some bloodshot, and hesitated.

Ling Yun smiled and showed up first.

He cut into the monkey brain with a spoon, dug a piece, put it in his mouth, rolled the Adam's apple and swallowed it.

In the moment, the cries of the langur monkey suddenly increased by octave. The whole body trembled violently as if it was electric shock, and the limbs were dancing wildly, like epilepsy.

Su Nuan tried and dug a spoonful of monkey heads and put them in her mouth.

Suddenly, a vanilla smell filled the tip of the tongue, without any bloody smell. The delicate taste like tofu, with a slight sip, the whole monkey brain melted into the mouth, a hint of sweetness, coolness, and salivation was produced by mouth.

Her Adam's apple rolled and swallowed the monkey's brain. Her blue eyes suddenly burst into bright light, white and transparent, and her fairy-like face also showed a hint of intoxication.

"It's so delicious!" the girl exclaimed.

"Only this kind of langur monkey has such deliciousness. Their monkey brains are natural delicacies." Ling Yun said, digging another spoonful and putting it in his mouth.

(End of this chapter)
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