As for the reason, it is also the red fruit.

It would be fine if you don’t know, but since you have learned the information, you should not let go of such a treasure.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, just removing its own odor.

At this moment, Qin Yan came to a cave, which was the nest of the monster, but now it has become his resting place. As for the unlucky monster, it has become his lunch today.

I came here not to hide from the rain, but to recover my energy.

Not to mention Du Rongtie, Qin Yan still took some trouble to chase Du Rongyu. After all, the other party was a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and there were many treasures on his body, so it was naturally impossible to capture it.

Now Qin Yan vaguely feels that there are enemies hiding in the dark, so of course he must try his best to maintain his best condition.

At the same time... count the treasures.

Horses do not have night grasses.

The last time he killed Ouyang Chun, he gained a lot. Moreover, the other party was not only a coward, but also a dog with a broken family. Du Rongyu's identity and strength were far beyond his comparison. What treasures would he carry, just thinking about it makes people look forward to it.

After all, the opponent's attacks in the battle were so powerful that Qin Yan was impressed.

As I thought about it, the fragrance came, but it was the unlucky monster that not only had its nest occupied, but also turned into food.

Qin Yan took back what he thought, filled his stomach first and then made a decision.

Then he buried his head and chewed it, like a wind storm the broken clouds. Soon, a monster as big as a rhino was swallowed into his stomach with his skin and bones...

The demonic energy melted and Qin Yan burped, "You can't say it, the taste was pretty good. At the same time, the consumed power was quickly replenished. All the demonic power was perfectly integrated into his musculoskeleton and completely absorbed by every part of his body.

Not only does it replenish energy, but it also increases slightly from just now.

This way of cultivation is simply amazing. After all, magic medicines and other magic medicines are all external objects. Not to mention the preciousness, even if you can take them out, you still have to consider the bearing and absorption of the body.

Having the truth is too much or too little.

In this world, there has never been a cultivator who uses spiritual medicine as sugar pills and becomes a master.

But I don’t have this restriction, and I have more food to eat.

Qin Yan felt more and more the wonders of "Baiqin Xuanyi Gong".

But it's not without worries.

I originally thought it was just a body refining, but as time went by, it seemed that it was getting off the topic more and more. This was no longer like a simple body refining, but more like the legendary demonic way.

The evidence is...

Qin Yan raised his hand and moved a little, and a gray demonic aura rose on the surface of his palm.

That's right, this is definitely a demonic energy, which is very different from the magic power of the immortal cultivator. It is even stronger and purer than the demonic power emitted by the monsters he met in the Hundred Demon Valley.

"If this continues, I won't become a monster."

Qin Yan murmured to himself, after all, he was just a boy under the age of eighteen. In fact, all kinds of clues appeared a long time ago.

It’s just that he has never paid attention to it, or he is evading and rejecting it deep in his heart. However, as his cultivation progresses, the situation is becoming more and more obvious, and now he has to face it.

"Baiqin Xuanyi Gong" is not just a simple imitation. He remembered the scene he saw in his mind at the beginning. What kind of secrets does this martial art hide?

Qin Yan did not find out the truth. It was just a waste of effort to explore it now. Although he was a little worried, he did not regret it. Even if he knew the result, he would make the same choice without hesitation.

After all, he was born in a poor family and was not qualified to be picky. What's more, even if he was a demon, power is power, and he does not have any attributes of justice or evil. The key is the person who uses power.

Thinking of this, Qin Yan's mind was naturally open-minded and no longer confused. The only thing he needed to pay attention to was that the human race and the demon race had no match. The technique he had practiced and the demonic aura on his body must not be leaked out in the slightest, otherwise it would be a disaster for the death.

So what if I go on the path of demons, one day, I will still soar in the nine heavens.

I made a great wish, but at the same time I felt a little unwilling to accept it, or I was curious that I had not yet passed the opening ceremony of the spirit.

If the spiritual root is opened, can you meditate and practice Qi like an ordinary monk?

And can the demonic path of "Baiqin Xuanyi Gong" be perfectly combined with the cultivation methods of human cultivators and embark on a different path?

This thought arises in my mind, and Qin Yan’s desire can no longer be suppressed.

That was not just for the dream of seeking immortality back then, but he knew that even if the demon clan had natural magical powers and could use some very mysterious magic, it was far less profound than the magic created by humans. As the spirit of all things, humans were good at using external objects. The demon clan's life span was much longer and their body was strong. Although both could cultivate immortality, they actually took a completely different path. Do you have the opportunity to learn from others and integrate them into a furnace?

What an amazing achievement would it be if it could be successful?

Thinking of this, I can't help but be excited.

So he clenched his fists. He would not let go of "Baiqin Xuanyi Gong" himself, and he must also gain the opportunity to open the spirit. I must become a strong man who is highly anticipated and let them know that poor families should not be bullied. God will favor your efforts.

The goal is great, but the road under your feet needs to be taken step by step, so Qin Yan lowered his head and began to count the treasures.

Du Kong died tragically and the storage bag was not left behind. However, there were still two in Qin Yan's hand. He took out Du Rongtie's first.

Open it, there are quite a lot of things inside.

The most eye-catching one is some wine and food. When a jar is opened, the wine is fragrant and the box containing the food is also extremely exquisite. It is thought that the children of aristocratic families who are unwilling to endure hardships even if they come out to practice, so they prepared delicious food for themselves in advance.

But it is not surprising. After all, this is the Hundred Demon Valley, and ordinary beasts do not have them. All the monsters live in them are monsters.

Without treatment, even the monks dare not roast monsters and eat them like this. The demonic energy enters the body and absorbs it, and it is impossible to absorb it in this life. It will only harm you. Only yourself dare to eat without any scruples.

In addition to wine and food, there are silver notes, one thousand yuan per piece, which is more than one hundred thousand taels.

The power of this world is respected. If you have strong power, you will naturally be able to master more wealth. On the surface, the resources of immortals and cultivators are not short of this yellow and white treasure, but practice also emphasizes the idea of ​​entering the world. Once you enter the world, gold, silver and treasures will naturally have their own uses.
Chapter completed!