Song Lin was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Feng Yue, why did you ask this?"

Feng Yue's slender hand was playing with the black flame demon flame at will. The black flames made her little hands look whiter as jade, and she said slowly: "This small world of the Tianjibao Cauldron is called [Duhe Purgatory]. The black flame demon flame cannot burn all day long. People in their hearts have both good and evil sides. Evil people call it [evil thoughts], such as impatience, anger, jealousy, hatred, contempt, violence, greed, lustful, arrogance, resentment, etc. If their souls are absorbed into the Duhe Purgatory, the black flame demon flame will burn its soul, leaving only the pure evil thoughts, and then this can be refined into a pill as a material. [Hundred Treasure Pill], [Thousand Machine Pill], [Evil Pill], [Xingle Pill], etc. are all refined at will. Although it is contaminated with demonic nature, the energy refined from evil thoughts is stronger. The only flaw is that there may be a little backlash."

"So what can I do if I backfire? It just so happens to temper my heart!" Song Lin couldn't help laughing. He originally thought that his current cultivation level was not yet able to refine alchemy. Unexpectedly, this purgatory of purgatory actually had such magical power, which was just right. As for backfire, Song Lin's heart was the most firm and completely disagreed.

Feng Yue's pretty little face was reflected by the light of the black flame demon flame, a little strange: "But those people are not unforgivable people, they just have evil thoughts in their hearts. If you want to capture the souls of those people, you will knock them out or kill them. After taking the souls, even if they don't die, they are just walking dead. Can you do it?"

Song Lin frowned slightly and then stretched out and said, "I have my own judgment and measurement of this."

This magical power is really useful to him. After a long development, the Danyuan Sect's Dan Pills have many magical uses. If they can be refined and carried with you, even if they have a low cultivation level for the time being, they will not worry about meeting strong people. As for the evil people who have lost their souls, isn't it good to turn them into vegetatives?

But he never expected that this magical power that was very practical to him was actually just an accompanying value.

Feng Yue smiled coldly, as if an ice flower was blooming, and it was dazzlingly beautiful: "This is just an ordinary evil person. There is the evil evil person who is unforgivable. If he absorbs his soul, he will refine his sins and evil spirits into a pill, and it is called [Enriched Demon Pill]. After taking this pill, he will benefit the bloodline of the demon gods and those who practice demon skills. When practicing, he will supplement it with the Enriched Demon Pill, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thousand miles a day. It can strengthen the body and stabilize the bloodline, which is actually the greatest gift of the demon cultivator."

"This is how Yimo Pill was cultivated..." Song Lin was extremely surprised. He was the best elixir king, and he was proficient in all the elixirs of the Taoist sect. However, he couldn't figure out the elixirs of the Demon Family, especially the Yimo Pill, which was extremely effective but didn't know what it was used as the material and how it was refined. Unexpectedly, it was refined from the soul, sins and inner demons of the ten evil people. It was really unimaginable.

However, although this magical elixir is like a elixir to the demon, it is like a poison to the people in the Taoist sect. If you take it, it will cause the Taoist heart to be the lightest, and your cultivation will never improve again. If it is serious, it will become crazy by the confusing mind and become a madman.

But Song Lin is now in the blood of the demon god, and taking this magic pill should be the best supplement.

"Since ancient times, good and evil have not been in harmony. You have practiced Taoism, but this magical power is the magical power of the Demon family. Even if you are not afraid of killing, aren't you afraid of losing your Tao?" Feng Yue's voice seemed to be as slight as the sound of nature, and it was like a bronze bell that shocked people's mind. A pair of black and white eyes fell faintly on Song Lin's face.

"Well, the bullshit is not the same as good and evil! Who says that the Tao must be righteous? Demon must be evil? No matter how Taoist, the demon family and the demon clan have been fighting each other for thousands of years, whether they have been fighting each other, temporarily alliances, or undefeated, they are actually in line with their respective interests. My Tao is to uphold the original heart. What I think should be done, then how to do it! This is my Tao!" Song Lin said this not because of his greed for power, but because he really thought so in his heart.

This question of whether good or evil is in harmony. If Feng Yue asked the indigenous people of Tianwai Tian, ​​it would definitely be a problem that refreshed the moral and psychological lower limits. If you are not careful, you may be confused and your mind will break your mind.

But it was simple for Song Lin. The reason was very simple. He was a time traveler!

For others, it is a huge problem for Song Lin, which is nothing but a big deal and is not worth mentioning at all. However, Song Lin's answer was completely beyond Feng Yue's expectations, making Feng Yue's starry eyes shine brightly.

After a while, Feng Yue said quietly: "Since that's the case, the magical power of the Purgatory of Defeat will be reappeared in the world for you. I hope you will become a god as soon as possible and return to heaven!"

Song Lin laughed, but did not take Feng Yue's words to heart, but felt that this tripod spirit was quite human. At this moment, he was extremely excited by this unexpected surprise. He had originally planned to spend his life safely in the world. After all, cultivation is not something that can be accomplished in one day or two days. But with the help of this purgatory of suffering and Feng Yue, he could speed up and maybe he could return to heaven as soon as possible to get revenge and begging for grievances.

As for whether you will be involved in the devil’s path, who cares? Among the most popular online novels now, which one is not involved in the devil’s path? The protagonist should do the devil’s devil, and the God of Light is simply weak.

Feng Yue stared at Song Lin deeply, turned around and walked back into the black flame demon flame. The crystal clear and white little feet could even vaguely see the subtle blood vessels, which were very delicate.

Song Lin also pulled out his consciousness, but saw the secretary sitting next to him sorting out the textbook, and Paopu also rubbed his eyes and sat up. He subconsciously asked, "What? Is it going to class?"

"Your sister! Is it okay?" Paopu looked at Song Lin in convincingly: "I slept all morning and I didn't move until after dinner, right?"

"Ah? I've been sleeping all morning?" Paopu opened his mouth wide to the limit and yawned, slapped his mouth while continuing.

"You are the one who is the most unconscionable. You promised to start studying hard this week? You promised not to sleep in class again? You were sleepy when you saw others sleeping, which made me stand up three times in a row while placing the name. The teacher almost recognized me!"

"Stand up three times in a row, but the teacher didn't recognize you?" Song Lin and Paopu were both shocked. What kind of strength is this!

The secretary who had finished complaining was quite complacent, raised his middle finger and pushed his glasses that were sliding onto the bridge of his nose: "The first time I stood up like this, the second time I took off my coat, and the third time I took off my glasses..."

The reason for the second time is barely acceptable. After all, the teacher is unable to recognize the students. But the third time... isn't it too much? Under the strange eyes of Song Lin and Paopu, the secretary once again took off his glasses conspicuously, so Song Lin and Paopu felt strange in an instant.

But there was a little strangeness in the strangeness. The secretary who took off his glasses was like a panda with dark circles removed, and his eyes were as small as beans. Sure enough, he couldn't recognize him at first glance, but if he looked at it a few more times, he would find that strong sense of incongruity...

"Talent!" Song Lin and Paopao gave a thumbs up tacitly.

The blink of an eye in the daytime, and at night, it was time for Song Lin to make an appointment.

On the Romantic Lover Island, there is a beautiful girl waiting for his arrival in murderous spirit.
Chapter completed!