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

hum!

The Moon-Slashing Blade shone brightly, and Chen Changfan felt a warm and powerful force flowing into the blade. This force seemed quite gentle, and it also traveled around his body, making him feel extremely comfortable all over.

He was surprised to find that the Qi and blood in his body were actually showing a tendency to grow stronger. It seemed that there must be a lot of white fox spiritual essence contained in it.

Buzz!

The blade of the Moon-Chopping Sword couldn't stop trembling, and seemed to have undergone some kind of sublimation, becoming sharper and more agile.

"Is the ancestor... blessing you?" Grandma Tree's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of disbelief in her tone.

Chen Changfan shook his head blankly. He didn't know why the White Tiger Demon Saint favored him so much.

But no matter what, this is definitely a great thing.

The process of the flowing light pouring into the blade lasted for half an incense stick of time, until Zhan Yue faintly felt a little bit of a sense of not being able to eat, while Chen Changfan held down the blade tightly.

"Dead Knife, keep eating. If you can't digest it, spit it out into the Qi-Suppressing Cauldron!"

Chen Changfan knew that this opportunity was hard to come by, so he pressed the blade and absorbed it.

While the Moon-Cut Blade was absorbing the flowing light, Chen Changfan was also trying his best to refine and absorb it. He only let go quietly and reluctantly when he could no longer bear it.

call!

The Moon-Slashing Blade circled in front of Chen Changfan, then immediately soared into the sky and headed straight for the top of the mountain.

"You, the spiritual treasure... went home by yourself?" Hu Qi was a little amused when he saw this.

It is said that magical treasures follow their owners. It seems that Chen Changfan’s magical treasure is not very serious.

"It might be too exciting..."

Chen Changfan curled his lips and said stiffly.

In his perception, the Moon-Chopping Sword was sending out waves of vomiting emotions, and it was time to go back to find the Qi-Suppressing Cauldron.

Looking at the demon saint's bone claw which had obviously shrunk a lot, the dark blue luster had obviously dimmed a lot, and Chen Changfan felt a little embarrassed.

He didn't know how much White Tiger Spiritual Liquid he had swallowed this time, he felt a little embarrassed...

The tree lady didn't seem to notice this. She knelt devoutly, as if waiting for a response from her ancestors.

This demon saint has been dead for who knows how many years. How could he still respond to you?

Just when Chen Changfan thought that the ancestor would not respond, an old and deep voice suddenly sounded in his mind, which startled him so much that his face changed instantly.

At the same time, Hu Qi beside her was also horrified, and Grandma Shu's face immediately became excited. It was obvious that this was the first time she heard the voice of the ancestor:

"Receive my opportunity, accept my karma. Since you have swallowed the spirit essence of the three divine beasts, you have the potential to become a saint. My demon clan will do its utmost to help you achieve sainthood, and you must also help my demon clan revive."

Although he has been dead for countless years, the ancestor's voice is still deep and powerful, and his tone carries an irresistible meaning.

Chen Changfan looked at the huge white tiger phantom that suddenly appeared in his mind with a deep gaze, without fear.

"Is the Demon Saint blackmailing me?"

The white tiger's huge vertical pupils slowly shrank, and then released a cold light, "Good boy, how dare you speak to this saint like this!"

"I am deeply grateful to the Demon Saint for bestowing spiritual essence upon me, but I am afraid that my strength is limited and I am not up to the task of revitalizing the demon race..."

"Humph! Are you still asking for favors from me?"

The White Tiger Demon Saint seemed to know that this request was a bit difficult. The demon clan was now in decline, especially after the fall of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox. Its strength was not as strong as before. How could it be easy to revive it?

But as a demon saint, he naturally had to use some pressure when facing the defiance of such a human boy.

hum!

A terrifying mental pressure descended.

Chen Changfan only felt his sea of ​​consciousness surging, and his soul seemed to be thrown into the cold pool of the underworld.

He gritted his teeth to resist the pain that was like tearing his soul apart, and his eyes pierced the pair of vertical pupils that pierced the void like swords: "After all, I have human blood flowing through my body. How can I bear the fate of the demon race? Moreover..."

He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "The Twelve Great Demons are still rampant in the world. Aren't you afraid that I will repeat the mistakes of the Deer God?"

Roar!

After hearing the "Twelve Great Demons", the white tiger shadow suddenly let out a long roar that shook the sky, almost tearing Chen Changfan's sea of ​​consciousness apart.

At the same time, the Azure Dragon Spiritual Essence and Black Tortoise Spiritual Essence hidden in his body began to move at the same time. While stabilizing Chen Changfan's sea of ​​consciousness, they also began to move, obviously being touched by something.

Since Chen Changfan and the residual soul of the White Tiger Demon Saint were communicating directly through consciousness, or it could be said that the White Tiger Demon Saint directly invaded Chen Changfan's sea of ​​consciousness, when he mentioned the "Twelve Demon Saints", the latter immediately realized the existence of those things that Chen Changfan mentioned.

"You call them the Twelve Great Demons? Are they worthy of that?" Baihu was a demon saint after all. After experiencing the emotional excitement just now, he calmed down quickly.

"At that time, we all called them foreign gods or evil gods, but these words would attract their attention. You used the name of great demon, which is quite smart of you..." The white tiger's huge eyes turned, and then he looked again, and invisible pressure fell.

"It doesn't matter what you call me. What matters is that you think you are a different species from the demons, but in reality, you are already firmly bound to my demon clan."

Chen Changfan was a little surprised by what the White Tiger Demon Saint said. Is this the price of absorbing the spiritual essence of the four sacred beasts?

"Not only have you absorbed the demon spirit's essence, but you've also become involved with the Black Mountain Saintess. Not to mention the entire demon race, at least you're already bound to the Black Mountain lineage."

An affair? Demon Saint, please be careful with your words. We just kissed, we haven't exchanged chromosomes yet!

Chen Changfan's mouth twitched, and he would rather die than admit it.

"It seems you're completely unaware of our demon race's Yin-Yang dual cultivation method. Do you think intercourse alone is all it takes to qualify as dual cultivation? You and that little fox demon taught each other verbally, she absorbed your blood, and you absorbed her demon essence. That's an affair!"

Chen Changfan was so shocked by these words that he was speechless. He just didn't want to suffer a loss passively at that time, but he didn't expect to get into trouble all of a sudden.

"You've clearly gotten the upper hand, yet you're still trying to act cute. This Saint really wants to slap you to death! But..."

Seeing Chen Changfan's expression, the White Tiger Demon Saint showed a slightly evil smile and his tone suddenly became soft.

"Dual cultivation is one of the fastest ways to increase your strength. You two, a fox demon and a warrior, if you're willing to practice dual cultivation once...tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, needless to say, it won't be a problem for each of you to increase your strength by one level."

Hu Qi is now at level seven, and I am now at level six. As long as we practice dual cultivation once, we can move up one level?

"Witchcraft! This is witchcraft!"

Chen Changfan suppressed his faint heartbeat and shouted loudly.

Baihu sneered, his eyes seemed to see through Chen Changfan.

"Pack?"