Evil Dao Xiuxian: I can giantize elixirs and exotic beasts

After the Black Marrow Crystal was recovered, Xu Yang originally planned to return directly to Fengling Palace to report his advancement to the Daotai realm, but the Red Flame Fire Dragon advanced midway, so he had to delay for some time.

That night.

Under a sand dune, Xu Yang sat next to the fire, holding a roasted rabbit in one hand and skillfully spreading seasonings with the other, while his eyes looked at the distance with a very strange look.

Just now, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky with a "bang" and landed less than ten meters away from Xu Yang's campfire.

“Help…Help…”

"Someone... help me."

Intermittent cries for help were heard, the voice was extremely weak, as if the person was about to die at any moment.

Xu Yang glanced around, first tore off a roasted rabbit leg and handed it to Heibao who was lying on his shoulder, then walked forward to check curiously.

A middle-aged man in gray cloth was lying on the ground, his body covered in blood and injured in many places. The most serious wounds were on his dantian and heart, which were almost completely penetrated.

"Brother, I'm afraid your injury is difficult to save!"

Xu Yang squatted down and looked at the man, then shook his head and said.

The middle-aged man looked pale and deathly-looking. If there wasn't some miraculous medicine, it could be said that he had no hope of survival.

Xu Yang did not have any healing medicine higher than the third level. In fact, even if he did, this life-saving trump card could not be used on a strange cultivator.

“Cough cough…cough cough…cough cough…”

"senior!"

The middle-aged man tilted his head and looked at Xu Yang. When he found that Xu Yang was emitting the aura of a Daoist master, his face suddenly turned red and he coughed violently.

"My name is Wu Yintong, and I'm a casual cultivator. I left home at the age of twelve to pursue the path of immortal cultivation. It's been thirty-two years now, but unfortunately, my aptitude is average, and I haven't had many opportunities. I've wasted half my life before I've barely reached the seventh level of the Soul Condensation Realm!!!"

"I won't give in! I really won't give in!"

"I began to explore various places crazily, exploring various secret places with traces, seeking opportunities, seeking the opportunity to become a Taoist master."

"Three months ago, I traveled with a few friends who were independent practitioners as usual. Maybe it was God's mercy..." When Wu Yintong said this, it seemed like he had a last burst of energy. Not only did his voice become full of energy, but even his face looked a little high-spirited.

"A group of seven of us stumbled upon a strange place in a thunderstorm canyon. The sky was filled with a hazy glow, and the spiritual energy had even turned into liquid form. We all believed that this blessed place must contain valuable treasures."

"We began searching inside, even checking every inch of land..."

For a group of casual cultivators, such an opportunity would naturally not be wasted. Although Xu Yang was not present at the scene, he could clearly sense the excitement and madness of the crowd when listening to Wu Yintong's emotional narration.

"God has rewarded us, we found it!"

"Senior, you may not know this, but it is truly a treasure. It is incomparable!"

As Wu Yintong spoke, he raised one arm and gently stroked the air with his palm, as if he was stroking that incomparable treasure at that time.

"What happened next?" Xu Yang smacked his lips and asked.

Because Wu Yintong seemed to be possessed at this moment, with a silly smile on his face and his hands constantly stroking the air.

Under normal circumstances, Xu Yang didn't want to disturb the other party from immersing himself in beautiful memories, but his last moments of life were almost over, and the death energy in his body was about to swallow him up.

If he had not been a cultivator at the seventh level of the Soul Condensation Realm and had not had the magic power to hold on, an ordinary person would have almost died after falling from mid-air just now.

"Later...Later, that sinister villain Batu actually attacked us, hoping to keep the treasure for himself!"

"We didn't know he practiced evil magic and had long coveted us. Five of us were killed by Batu on the spot. I escaped with the treasure while they fought desperately for it."

"Senior! Please help me!"

"I owe myself nothing in this life. I left home on my own accord and embarked on the path I wanted to take. Even if I fail, I think it's only natural. But I miss home... but I don't know how or why to go back."

"Now it's all right. I only ask that you take my ashes back home and bury them under the sycamore tree behind the house."

"As for the reward... I'll use that treasure... Batu stole it back, but Batu definitely won't dare open it anytime soon because I lied to him... If you don't open it with the key, it will detonate the second-level fire talisman I placed inside!"

“Hahaha, I lied to him… I lied to him…”

Wu Yintong took out a bronze key from his arms with trembling arms, but before he could hand it to Xu Yang, his words stopped abruptly, his neck tilted, and his arms fell down weakly.

"Hey, hey, hey, you haven't told me where your home is!"

"Okay...just talking about you, baby."

"Still an incomparable treasure..."

Xu Yang frowned slightly, feeling a little conflicted.

He raised his hand and picked up the bronze key that Wu Yintong was holding tightly in his hand. It was obviously just an ordinary key to a spirit box.

The spirit box is quite popular among casual cultivators because it is very cheap and can be used to store some rare items without causing too much loss. However, it is disposable and the spirit array inside will become ineffective as soon as it is opened.

If some kind of spiritual liquid is stored inside, the spirituality will continue to disappear, but as long as it is not opened, the spirituality will not be lost.

"What a casual cultivator considers a treasure may not be good enough for me, so I should return to the sect first..."

Xu Yang put away the bronze key, then took off the storage bag from Wu Yintong's waist. After carefully checking, he stepped back a distance.

Whoosh! Boom! Boom!

Xu Yang made a hand gesture with one hand, and the fire magic flowed. In the blink of an eye, the blazing orange-red flames enveloped Wu Yintong's body.

After Wu Yintong's body dissipated, Xu Yang used sand and gravel to burn a glass jar on the spot and put Wu Yintong into the glass jar intact.

"Who is there?!"

"court death!"

Xu Yang put the glass jar into the storage bag, and then his expression turned cold instantly, with his five fingers stretched out.

Five fingers Yang Lei!

The next moment, five silver-white lightning bolts as thick as arms illuminated the night like mad snakes, and quickly hit a piece of sand dozens of meters away.

Boom! Boom!

Accompanied by a violent explosion, a short figure emerged from the sand.

"Bah bah bah!"

"How can you, a young human being, be so murderous?"

The person who jumped out was a strange-looking creature, about 1.3 meters tall, with a bloated body and wearing a wrinkled coat.

Xu Yang didn't know how to describe it, and the three words "strange-shaped species" flashed through his mind subconsciously.