Evil Dao Xiuxian: I can giantize elixirs and exotic beasts

The road is long, the water is far, and the world is always unpredictable.

Xu Yang was not good at coaxing people, nor did he intend to do so. He shook his head and sighed, then sat cross-legged on the ground.

Heibao emerged from the ground wrapped in black light, and its two tentacles stroked Xu Yang's head, as if to comfort the depressed Xu Yang.

But it soon failed, and its two big eyes stared at the thousand-year-old weeping blood mushroom that Xu Yang took out from the storage bag, and its saliva flowed out.

"hehe."

"This thing won't be of much use to you. With your terrifying physique, which exceeds a million pounds of strength, you might need a ten-thousand-year-old weeping blood mushroom to have any effect on you."

"Greedy fellow, you'll be in trouble."

Xu Yang touched Heibao's head while scolding him with a smile, then temporarily put aside the consumption of the Blood-Crying Mushroom and took out the Golden Scale Fruit and Soul-Gathering Bamboo that he had prepared in advance.

There is no alchemy today, so five portions each of Golden Scale Fruit and Soul-Gathering Bamboo.

After swallowing a sip of the same as a hundred ordinary thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, Hei Bao immediately lay aside with his eyes narrowed, enjoying the experience. The misty glow flowed through his abdomen, looking extremely magical.

soon.

Heibao sensed something, and with his eyes closed, a circle of black light appeared around him and he quickly sank into the ground.

There was no sound or movement, as if the eight-meter-long ferocious giant insect had never existed there.

Xu Yang stopped refining the Blood-Crying Mushroom. It was true that this thing had incredible effects, but it was much harder to refine a thousand-year-old mushroom than a hundred-year-old one.

With Xu Yang's current level of cultivation, it is estimated that it will take at least a month to refine one plant, thereby increasing his strength by ten thousand pounds.

Whoosh.

A streak of light shot out from the dark woods in the distance. It was Qian Xuefei who had returned.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't stop her."

Xu Yang stood up and pursed his lips awkwardly. He really didn't expect Zhao Zixuan to be so decisive. She usually acted carefree and easy to deal with.

Who knew that after encountering something, it would be so powerful!

Zhao Zixuan and Qian Xuefei are quite similar in this respect, which really proves the saying that people who are not of the same kind cannot play together.

"I knew it a long time ago."

"Zi Xuan may seem heartless, but she's actually more stubborn than anyone else. It would be strange if you could persuade her with just a few words."

Qian Xuefei landed gracefully, adjusted her dress, and walked in front of Xu Yang.

"You didn't hurt her?"

Xu Yang looked at Qian Xuefei's calm expression, touched his chin and asked carefully.

"Am I so inconsiderate in your eyes?"

Qian Xuefei glared at Xu Yang unhappily, then her expression darkened again. "I used the Nether Ghost to scare her away. She should be on her way back to the mine now."

"That's good." Xu Yang felt relieved, then flicked the storage bag on his waist and took out a pot of wine from it, "Would you like some?"

"Well?"

Qian Xuefei did not refuse. She took the wine jug handed to her by Xu Yang, tilted her head back and took a long sip, as if trying to suppress all the depression in her heart.

"Don't you have anything to ask me? I'm acting like a demon cultivator with a lot of evil deeds!"

"Did he massacre those people from the Du family? How did he advance to the fourth level of the Soul Condensation Realm so quickly? And what about that powerful Netherworld Ghost General?"

Qian Xuefei didn’t know whether Xu Yang was curious or not, but she was very curious about whether Xu Yang was curious or not.

"There's no real right or wrong in this world. It's just a matter of perspective. We're friends, so I won't judge you for how you treat others. Whether it's the devil or the righteous, the essence is the same. Whoever has the bigger fist is right."

"As a friend, there's only one thing I can tell you." Xu Yang took the wine jug handed to him by Qian Xuefei, took a sip naturally, and his lips and teeth were instantly covered by the mellow aroma.

"What?" Qian Xuefei blinked, turned her head slightly and looked at Xu Yang beside her, her beautiful eyes flashing with a glimmer.

"Well...if you think something is right, then do it; if you think something is wrong, then do it secretly." When Xu Yang said the last sentence, he put his mouth close to Qian Xuefei's ear and his voice became much lower, as if he was afraid that others would hear it.

"puff!"

Qian Xuefei couldn't help laughing, and then her laughter grew louder until tears came out.

"That's a twisted theory!" Qian Xuefei stopped laughing and shook her head, but the gloom in her eyes had mostly dissipated. "But I really like your twisted theory."

"Xu Yang, do you want to hear my story?" Qian Xuefei reached out and snatched the wine jug from Xu Yang, raised her eyebrows and asked.

"I'm all ears." Xu Yang stretched and said with his head tilted.

Under the night sky, the bright moonlight shines on the dim mountain forest path.

Xu Yang and Qian Xuefei walked side by side towards Wujiazhuang. The rugged path was lined with lush weeds on both sides, dotted with fireflies like stars. The chirping of insects and frogs in the mountains and forests and ponds only highlighted the quiet and secluded atmosphere along the way.

A gentle breeze blew on her face. Qian Xuefei tucked the hair on her forehead behind her ears and looked up at the sky. The moonlight was so beautiful tonight.

......

......

Wujiazhuang, the Du family mansion.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, thunder roared in the clear sky, and a huge amount of clouds and fog formed, covering the entire sky above Wujiazhuang in a few breaths.

"finally come."

In the quiet courtyard, the red mist figure looked up at the strange scene in the sky, with a slight smile on his lips.

The strange phenomenon in the sky did not end. It floated and slid in the clouds and mist, and soon condensed into a half-man phantom that was a hundred meters tall. It was as majestic as a prison and seemed like a god.

"Giant Spirit Mantra, Gao Jingxuan, your pretense is becoming more and more sophisticated, almost catching up to Master Tongxuan."

The red mist figure looked at the giant cloud statue in the sky without any fear at all. Instead, he sneered rudely.

"Xiahou Xinjing!"

"I knew that an old demon like you wouldn't die so easily!"

The majestic statue within the mist spoke in human language. Its simple words were like a hurricane, shaking the earth. "Why, instead of hiding and licking your wounds, are you deliberately seeking death?"

"Giggle!"

"Gao Jingxuan, you can't kill me. You couldn't before, and you can't now."

"Besides, your own son is still in my hands."

Xiahou Xinjing raised her hand to pick up Du Ming, who was lying on the ground. Although there was a thick layer of red mist between them, she could still feel the smug smile on his face.

Mother, the mother he had been thinking about day and night for more than two hundred years. Du Ming looked up blankly at the majestic hundred-meter-high giant statue in the sky.

The peak of the Pi Hai Realm, the law enforcement elder of Fengling Palace, and the immortal of the Immortal Sect, it is really glorious.

As Du Ming watched, he suddenly felt ashamed of himself. He was like a stinky rat in the dark underground, spying on the perfect fairy high above.

"Gao Jingxuan, you allowed your son to exterminate the entire family and rob the remaining Heavenly Soul Pill from the remnant of the Heavenly Soul Sect. I feel like you're no less capable than an old demon like me."

"Or... you don't admit that the guy in front of you is your illegitimate son?"

After she finished speaking, Xiahou Xinjing fiddled with the ancient bronze mirror casually. She was not afraid that Gao Jingxuan would know the function of this magic weapon.

At this moment, not only Xiahou Xinjing and the monks who saw the image reflected by the bronze mirror were waiting, but even Du Ming, who was unable to move, widened his eyes and stared at the temporarily silent giant statue in the sky.