Evil Dao Xiuxian: I can giantize elixirs and exotic beasts

Under the dark night.

In a remote mountain village, flames shot up into the sky, and the smell of blood was almost suffocating.

Bang!

From time to time, burning houses collapsed with a loud bang, and the sparks swayed everywhere, as if reflecting the struggling and twisted figures inside.

Time passed and the sky gradually brightened.

A bald monk carrying a backpack arrived at the village from afar. He walked to a burnt-out house that had been reduced to ruins, clasped his hands together, and the orange-red firelight around him illuminated his compassionate face. "Donor, as a spiritual practitioner, why do you make things difficult for these ordinary people? They are already suffering, why add to their pain?"

The monk's voice was not loud, but it strangely spread throughout the charred mountain village.

"Yo!"

"I didn't expect to run into a monk who wanted to meddle in other people's business?"

A young man in a black robe flew out from the center of the mountain village. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a face as sharp as an axe. He had a tough and handsome temperament. However, his blood-red short hair and deep eyes made him look a little evil.

The evil man looked up and down at the monk who was chanting in front of a ruined house as if he was praying for the souls of the dead. He looked closely at the monk's robe and saw the words "Zhong Miao" (wonderful) on it.

"Monk, you are a bald donkey from the Wonderful Spirit Realm, what are you doing here in the Four Directions Spirit Realm for no reason?"

The evil man standing in the air finished speaking, tapped his toes lightly, and came to a position not far from the monk like a phantom.

"I am a humble monk practicing Zen, but I am confused. Therefore, I have traveled the world to dispel my doubts."

"You, the donor, are the Holy Son of the Paradise Palace, yet you come to the mortal realms of the Four Directions to commit evil. Aren't you afraid that some Master Tongxuan from the Fengling Palace or the Tianming Sect will see you and kill you here?!"

After Monk Zhengchan finished the salvation, he turned around and looked at the evil young man with obvious anger in his eyes.

Because he was not only saving the souls of the dead, but also investigating what had happened here.

He 'saw' that all the thousands of mortals here were killed, their bodies turned into blood food for demons, and their souls were refined by evil methods into evil and fallen spirits.

The evil desires and fallen spirits are brutally kneaded into everything by numerous souls, and they are normalized by sacrifice, made to bear each other's pain, and intensify their resentment. This method can be said to be vicious and evil to the extreme.

"Hahahahaha...."

The evil young man was none other than Xiao Jincheng, the Holy Son of Paradise Palace who came from Wangyue County. After hearing what Monk Zhengchan said, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Kill me?!"

"Let's not talk about whether the sects in the Four Directions Spiritual Realm have the strength. Even if they do, would they dare to touch a single hair of mine, Xiao Jincheng?"

Xiao Jincheng's voice turned cold when he said this, and his evil eyes looked at Monk Zhengchan fiercely, "It seems that my Paradise Palace has been dormant for a while, and you thieves and bald donkeys in the Wonderful Spirit Realm have forgotten who the true master of Huanhaizhou is?!"

"Today I will cut you into eight pieces and then send you back to the Wonderful Spirit Realm."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask which temple in the Wonderful Spiritual Realm you're from? That place is full of temples run by thieves like you. It wouldn't be beautiful if I sent you to the wrong temple!"

Xiao Jincheng spread out his palms, and suddenly a bone whip mixed with scarlet blood appeared.

"I am from the Sacred Heart Temple in the Wonderful Spiritual Realm. Today, I also wish to defeat the demon. Please help me, benefactor!"

A faint golden mysterious light appeared between Zheng Chan's eyebrows, and a brilliant spiritual pressure began to spread from his body. He seemed calm, but he was already extremely angry in his heart. This could be seen from the fact that the spiritual pressure he exuded pressed the surrounding ground into a depth of several feet.

When the Buddha's son gets angry, a powerful god descends.

"Uh...."

Xiao Jincheng was stunned for a moment. He had just asked the other party which temple he came from, with obvious sarcasm in his heart. He never expected that the monk Zhengchan in front of him would be so "sincere".

"You, a monk, are not in a good mood. You get so angry over such a small thing. There are even great demons in this world who massacre cities and destroy nations, leaving behind a sea of ​​blood. Why aren't you angry at what they do?"

Xiao Jincheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the angry Monk Zhengchan, and said intriguingly.

"What I have not seen has not happened to me. How can I be angry about something that has not happened?"

Monk Zhengchan pulled a rusty copper bowl from his bag and raised his voice, "Monks are born from mortals. Killing mortals is like killing one's own kind. Buddha said that those who devour their own kind are demons. Benefactor, you have become a demon. Today, I will subdue you, the demon, for the sake of heaven and earth and all the people!"

Boom!

As soon as Monk Zhengchan finished speaking, the green rusty copper bowl in his hand flew up into the sky, emitting dazzling golden light.

The green rusty copper bowl flew above their heads and swelled up in the wind. Within two breaths, it became hundreds of feet in size, as if covering the sky.

"What a thief, a bald donkey, he actually possesses a top-grade magic weapon!"

Xiao Jincheng had put away the cynicism on his face. He kept dancing the bone whip in his hand, accurately dispersing the wind and thunder strikes that came down from the copper bowl covering the sky above his head.

The most important thing was that he felt a tremendous pressure, like an invisible mountain weighing tens of thousands of tons pressing down on his head. No matter how hard Xiao Jin tried, he couldn't get rid of it, and the magic power in his body became sluggish.

As a fifth-level Pihai Realm cultivator facing a fourth-level Pihai Realm cultivator, Xiao Jincheng could not stand such suppression. It was a great humiliation for him, and his expression suddenly became ferocious.

boom! boom! boom!

The next moment, Xiao Jincheng heard the five seas roaring together, and at the same time, he took out another mid-grade magic weapon and used all his strength to unleash its power to temporarily resist the extreme pressure that was sweeping over him at all times.

Tens of thousands of tons of force were wrapped in a small area. The power was so terrifying that even a medium-grade magic weapon would emit a mournful "clang clang" sound in an instant.

However, what Xiao Jincheng wanted was this instant of time. He stared at Monk Zhengchan with evil eyes, and the bone whip in his hand was like a nimble python, smashing through the golden Buddha statues around Zhengchan like a torrent of wind and rain.

puff!

Monk Zhengchan flew backwards, spurting out a mouthful of burning blood. "You devil are truly reckless, not even hesitating to destroy a mid-grade magic weapon..."

"Humph!"

"It's just an external object. Besides, I will soon get a top-grade magic weapon."

After knocking Monk Zhengchan away, Xiao Jincheng did not continue to fight, but turned into a ball of black light and escaped from the coverage of the sky-covering copper bowl.

His eyes fell on the rapidly shrinking green rusty copper bowl, full of greed.

Magical weapons are extremely rare. Some cultivators in the Pihai Realm only have one low-grade magic weapon until they die, because the growth of a magic weapon is not as simple as nurturing it in the body of a cultivator in the Pihai Realm and slowly strengthening it. It also requires some specific things to advance.

If it is a fire magic weapon, then to upgrade it from a low-grade magic weapon to a medium-grade magic weapon, in addition to the sufficient time for the cultivator in the Sea-Splitting Realm to cultivate it, it also requires extremely pure fire essence.