Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

The Nine-Colored Deer paused slightly, his eyes flickering, and he said slowly:

"The Demon Race Holy Spring... I can sense a hint of White Tiger's aura. If ordinary human transcendents drink it, they will experience uncontrollable mutations. However, if a demon transcendent drinks it, it can activate the power of their bloodline. Your cultivation method is at a very high level, so you can also drink this spring water. Perhaps you can gain benefits from it."

The voice of the Nine-Colored Deer gradually became ethereal, but it gave Chen Changfan a reassurance.

The demon spring that Lu Zhiyao mentioned is evil and terrifying, but the demon clan regards it as sacred. Ultimately, it all comes down to different talents.

It seems reasonable that humans will turn into monsters after drinking it, and monsters will become stronger after drinking it.

Moreover, the improvement in strength of Yaoquan is indeed real, otherwise Gongsun Qiu and Long Er would not have gone to Yaoquan specifically to improve themselves.

In Jiuselu's opinion, he seemed to be able to obtain a great opportunity in the Demon Spring, and perhaps his strength could be further improved.

After all, the top strength of each state and county is now maintained at the seventh level, and there is an eighth-level person in Jiangyan County, so the situation is not stable.

The figure of the Nine-Colored Deer gradually faded away, and he was about to turn around and leave. Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned around and asked:

"Do you have any other questions?"

Chen Changfan's mouth twitched, "Not for now..."

"Well, call me if you have anything." The Nine-Colored Deer nodded, and his figure gradually disappeared into the air.

Chen Changfan nodded, watching the figure of the Nine-Colored Deer gradually disappear into the void, thinking secretly in his heart.

Chatting with beings of higher status is so worry-free. Not only can you obtain valuable information, but you can also avoid many detours.

It seems that during this period of time, the Deer God's strength has recovered a lot. Not only can he avoid mental pollution to a certain extent, but he is also more confident when speaking. Next time if he really can't win a fight, he can just call the opponent out.

Of course, unless it is a critical moment, you should not disturb the Nine-Colored Deer easily. After all, the other party is willing to favor you mostly because of your good luck.

As for my current strength, I guess it is not enough to catch the eye of the Nine-Colored Deer.

The peak strength of the Nine-Colored Deer must at least surpass the ninth level.

"After my strength improved, I realized there are always higher mountains to climb. I still need to work harder."

Chen Changfan sighed inwardly, and then summoned Hu Ji from the Zhenqi Cauldron.

Hu Ji was fighting with the dragon in the Zhenqi Ding just a second ago, and was moved out of the Zhenqi Ding by Chen Changfan the next second. She didn't hold back her little fist and hit the Ding directly with a crisp "bang".

Hu Ji cried out in pain, her little face wrinkled into a ball, tears welling up in her eyes.

Chen Changfan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

How could such a foolish woman dare to confront a dragon head-on? She is truly a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger.

"Bad man! Why did you lock me up in this broken cauldron? There's a vicious dragon inside that wants to eat people!"

Chen Changfan simply ignored the other party's complaints and asked directly, "Which direction is the demon spring? Lead the way."

"You're going to the Demon Spring? Didn't you say you were going to rescue my sister first?"

"Can we go to the Demon Spring first?"

"Of course you can, but you can only go to the Demon Spring in the south. The Demon Spring in the north is the holy land of our demon clan, and outsiders are not allowed to enter! Oh, you've led me astray. That's not a Demon Spring, that's a Holy Spring!" The little fox demon said madly.

"What's the difference between the Demonic Spring in the South and... ahem, the Holy Spring in the South and the Holy Spring in the North?" Chen Changfan captured the key information.

Hu Ji grumbled, glared at Chen Changfan in dissatisfaction, and finally pointed to the northwest: "The south is the downstream, the spring water contains impurities and the spiritual energy is thin; the north is the source, the spiritual energy is rich, and it can help practitioners break through the bottleneck. But the North Spring is a forbidden area, and non-my clansmen are not allowed to enter without permission. Unless..."

"Unless I can save your sister, I can enter Beiquan?" Chen Changfan answered directly.

"Yes!" The little fox demon suddenly felt that the boy was teachable.

"Then what are you waiting for? Lead the way." Chen Changfan raised his eyebrows helplessly.

……

"What? What did you say?"

Xuanyuan County, the headquarters of the Wushen Cult.

Archbishop Gu Duanhe said angrily.

"Fei Xiang is a rank six general, and he has a rank three lieutenant general with him, yet he can't even capture a small garrison? Trash! All trash!"

Faced with the Archbishop's fury, the messenger was so frightened that his entire body trembled like a sieve. He trembled and said, "Bishop, calm down! That Chen Changfan turned around and attacked. He ambushed Master Fei on the top of the city wall and killed him with a single blow. We... couldn't defend ourselves!"

"Waste! Die!"

With a loud bang, the man in black standing nearby drew his sword and chopped off the messenger's head.

Brush brush!

The pitch-black ground suddenly turned from black to red. Countless poisonous insects were attracted by the smell of blood. They rushed into the corpse of the murderer like a backward flowing blood river, greedily sucking the still warm flesh and blood.

"Ling'er, why don't you wait until he finishes speaking before killing him..."

Gu Duanhe sighed.

Gu Ling is the son of Bishop Gu Duanhe, and also one of the young masters of the Wushen Cult. He is proficient in both Gu and Wushu, and has extraordinary strength, but he is also cruel and murderous.

"What else is there to say? If it were you, I shouldn't have sent Fei Xiang to lead the troops. If I had only half the troops, I would have taken over the garrison by now."

Gu Ling looked domineering.

"Chen Changfan is as cunning as a wolf, and he knows how to play the pig and eat the tiger. Ling'er, although you are very talented, you will definitely not be his opponent if you face him."

"Hmph!" Gu Ling snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied, but under his father's gaze, he did not dare to disobey.

"You two go down first. The two great deities will stay. The situation in Qinghe and Shuibo counties has changed dramatically. We must make a long-term plan."

Gu Duanhe looked at the two old men with white beards and blood-red robes and said solemnly.

The two old men nodded slowly, their expressions equally serious.

Gu Ling and the others bowed and took their leave. After leaving the hall, Gu Ling's face became completely gloomy.

"Chen Changfan! Chen Changfan! Everyone has been talking about this Chen Changfan these past two years. No matter how brilliant he is, isn't he just a crude warrior? I practice both Gu and Wushu, so how could I not be his match?"

Gu Ling muttered to himself, unable to suppress the jealousy in his heart, and immediately went straight to the back mountain.

The back mountain is where the Wushen Cult raises poisonous insects. He has the impression that several of his father Gu Duanhe's precious poisonous insects are in this back mountain.

Gu Ling knew how to control those poisonous insects and had already made up his mind.

"I'll wait until I find those poisonous insects, activate them first, and then secretly bring them down the mountain. With the help of my father's poisonous insects, even a seventh-level one will not be my opponent."

He pondered in his mind and quickly came to the back mountain. He saw that the whole mountain was full of poisonous insects. Some were lazily basking in the sun, while others were devouring and fighting each other. The whole valley was filled with a fishy smell and miasma.

"Chen Changfan, right? Just wait for me."