From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

This is the experience he has summed up in dealing with people and things. He always leaves a way out for everything. He does not like to do extinct things, but once his interests are damaged, he will take action.

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Yingchuan recovered his condition and then set off. He planned to go deeper along this route.

Sea monsters like to live in the deep sea and gather there in large numbers.

Xu Mofeng has a sense of monsters, which he learned from eating. Monsters don’t have any social concepts. In their cognition, the so-called successful ones are those who kill their way through, and the losers are those who cannot kill them and are killed. This is their underlying logic.

It often used them to satisfy its hunger, but in the past forty years or so, it had been following Yingchuan and had not eaten much. When it was released again, it had a strange reaction, as if it were a radar.

It gave a general direction of the northeast and asked Yingchuan to be careful. It had a feeling that there were a large number of monsters gathered there, which would be very dangerous.

Yingchuan made an assessment in his heart and estimated that this person was not a simple person, so he completely concealed his aura.

He kept approaching this place cautiously, and sure enough, the number of monsters became more and more numerous.

He did not fight back, but took the initiative to avoid it, as he did not want to cause any trouble here.

The further they went, the more monsters there were, and there were even Nascent Soul cultivators from time to time. This made Yingchuan curious about what could have brought so many monsters together.

He continued to go deeper, the monsters became stronger and stronger, and there was a huge statue in front of him, which was something he could not understand.

Human-shaped statues, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible. The scene before him shook Yingchuan's common sense. Monsters worshiping human statues, this is too absurd, just like the United States not grabbing oil.

Yingchuan was more or less skeptical. It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but he always felt it was absurd and too strange.

Yingchuan was in turmoil, but he still went on to find his own goal. He didn't like to dwell on trivial matters. Let the people in the Literary Association have a headache about this matter.

There are a large number of Nascent Soul monsters here, far more than any other continent he has ever seen. It can be said that he has broadened his horizons.

There were particularly many snake monsters, and Yingchuan even started to pick them.

Great Zaofu, please bless our clan, the leading divine beast prayed, looking extremely sincere, as if he was really worshiping his ancestor.

Zaofu? Could it be that he created the monster? However, this was different from what was generally accepted. Ying Chuan keenly sensed a hint of conspiracy.

It is generally recognized that the birth of monsters is the differentiation of ancestral monsters such as the Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger and Black Tortoise, but the scene before him undoubtedly broke this theory.

War drums roared, horns blew, and people worshiped it constantly, chanting obscure runes.

Yingchuan waited quietly, holding out the photo stone in his hand, recording everything. The Academy of Literature was not short of money, and everyone in it was wealthy and had no shortage of money at all. The photo stone in Yingchuan's hand would definitely be bought by them at a sky-high price.

People in the Academy of Literature are like this. They are not short of money and are willing to spend it. They don't feel sorry at all. If there is anything they are interested in, they will just buy it. Things like this are enough to shock the entire Kyushu and overturn all past theories.

Yingchuan was interested in it, so he took dozens of them and planned to make a hunger trade.

When it was time to offer sacrifices, several Nascent Soul monsters took out dozens of Golden Core monks from their storage bags and sacrificed them alive.

The blood was spilled on the statue, which was extremely magnificent. Other Yuanyings also took out their own sacrifices, and the blood of hundreds of Jindans was poured on it.

The several gods were even more astonishing. They took out two Nascent Souls, dozens of Nascent Souls, both human and demon. They were all used as sacrifices and offered to the statue.

The corpses piled up like mountains, it was a scene of extreme horror; it was a feast of blood, with endless killing.

The place was filled with murderous intent and was terrifying. Under the dead silence, the statue itself changed.

Several ancient runes appeared, containing extraordinary magical powers.

How is this possible? Yingchuan’s eyes widened. He was too familiar with this thing. These were those ancient characters.

At this moment, he had a bold idea, and based on the information he had now, it was very likely.

Is there a possibility that monsters were created by humans, just like gene editing, which is very likely. From the previous traces, it can be seen that those ancient monks were extremely prosperous, so this technology is very likely to exist.

The rest is simple. The "monsters" are out of control and are led by the mythical beasts to fight against the ancient monks.

And then they just disappeared, perishing together.

Yingchuan thinks this idea is more likely, but there are still several contradictory points that make some aspects inconsistent. These may be the real truth.

But this has nothing to do with him. He just has a certain interest in it, and it is none of his business.

This grand ceremony of worship lasted for a long time, and there was no change on the statue. It could be seen from the faces of the monsters in the God Transformation Stage that this was not the first time the worship had been held. It had become a tradition, and it was always like this.

The monsters gradually dispersed. Ying Chuan was neither hurried nor slow. He concealed his breath and approached the statue at close range.

The material is uncertain, the times can no longer be judged, Yingchuan looks straight ahead.

Suddenly, blood flowed out of his seven orifices. Just by looking at each other, it was obvious how powerful and extraordinary this man was.

His soul felt a huge terror, as if it would fall into the abyss at any moment. It grew wildly and uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart.

Yingchuan felt something was wrong and quickly stepped back away from the statue. The fear and loneliness in his heart slowly disappeared.

This made him feel something familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

He didn't care about the statue. He just wanted to leave. This place was too weird and creepy. He followed his target and left.

This is a demon beast in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and it is the best he can do to deal with it, at least he can achieve his goal.

It didn't notice that there was someone following it, and continued to lead its troops back to the tribe at a very fast speed.

It was the prey carefully selected by Yingchuan. Its previous position reflected its status and strength. Yingchuan speculated that there should be only one Yuanying in this tribe, which made it an easier target.

The distance between its tribes is still relatively far, so Yingchuan has more room for maneuver.

Yingchuan kept observing from the side. After all, it was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and was different from all the opponents he had fought before. This was a very difficult opponent, and Yingchuan was not the kind of person who would fight an unprepared battle.

He came to the tribe's base, which was a sunken underwater forest. The trees had been carbonized and a large number of rainbow trout snake monsters lived there.