Seeking immortality.

Chapter 1000

Qing Yu is indeed a monster clan, by the way, he also gave himself this name.

He always thought of himself as a different demon cultivator.

The other monster races, even if they have reached the transformation stage and their spiritual wisdom is opened, are also too vulgar.

But he is different, he is brilliant, but a genius...

Outstanding strength, not only awakened, extremely powerful innate supernatural powers, but also very different.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is often said that human beings refine weapons, and monster races refine their bodies.

To put it simply, human beings are better at using external objects, such as magic weapons, spiritual weapons, or formations.

But the monster race is not that complicated. All they have to do is to cultivate their innate supernatural powers to the point of perfection...

At the same time, he cultivated his physical body to be extremely tyrannical.

That's enough.

Since ancient times, demon cultivators have always thought this way.

However, the guy named Qing Yu in front of him is different. Although he is a demon cultivator, he does not agree with this kind of cultivation method.

Of course, one's own innate supernatural powers must be mastered, and strengths need to be consolidated, but can't the advantages of human monks be used for reference?
Why do the Yaozu have to use their flesh and blood to resist the magic weapon? Isn't it stupid to do so?And such a good thing as a magic weapon can be used by oneself.

For example, there are body refiners among human monks, so why can't the demon race learn the strengths of humans?
Regardless of other monster races, but he, Qingyu, is destined to be the one who is different.

It's a pity that the genius is lonely, those stupid monsters can't understand how far-sighted his decision is.

Those short-sighted fellows!
But with more human monks in contact, Qing Yu also fell in love with poetry and songs.

He thinks those beautiful sentences and gorgeous words are simply too interesting.

However, he is a monster, so it is impossible to stay in the human world forever. After all, once the disguise is seen through and his identity as a monster is discovered by the other party, it is no joke.

There is always a banquet in the world, and he finally returned to his own cave in Boundless Sea.

Then he found a group of demon cultivators who had a good relationship with him on weekdays.

Qingyu wants to hold a poetry and singing party.

Whoever said that the Yaozu can only fight and kill, he hopes that these rude guys can also learn poetry and songs well.

The result...was horrible.

Qing Yu closed her eyes, remembering the ridicule she received after she made this suggestion.

The demon kings all thought he was crazy.

No matter how I explain the beauty of the poems, no one will listen to me, and no one will believe me. I feel helpless, as if the whole world has abandoned me.

Whenever Qing Yu thought of the scene at that time, her heart felt like a knife piercing her.

A genius is really lonely, no one understands, and no one even believes what he says.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Just now, Qingyu felt a burst of mana fluctuations, and there were many...

There seemed to be hundreds of immortal cultivators in front of them.

How is this possible?
Qing Yu put away her sad expression and turned serious.

How could there be so many immortal cultivators suddenly appearing in this place?
Of course he knows about Linhai City, and he also knows that monks like to take risks. After all, the boundless ocean means an inexhaustible treasure house.

But that being said, it is rare for such a large number of monks to act in groups.

The other party may not only want to hunt for treasures, but may also have some conspiracy to harm their monster race?
Thinking of this, Qingyu put away his sad expression and his eyes became sharp. Of course, he couldn't turn a blind eye to such a thing.

After thinking for a while, he quietly restrained the evil spirit all over his body, and then flew over without making a sound.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The more Fatty Wei thought about it, the more sad he became, and he cried to the point of sputtering.

Who said that men don't flick their tears easily, but before they reach the point of sadness, like the fat man in front of him, he cried to the point of heart-piercing.

"Why don't you believe me?"

"I really can't remember. I did get lost. Everything I said was true."

"Pretend, you re-install!"

"Do you think we are idiots, would you believe your nonsense?"

……

However, no matter how the fat man explained, all he got was ridicule and ridicule.

No one believed his nonsense, because it was too absurd, and the crying of the fat man not only failed to win sympathy, but had the opposite effect.

Everyone thought that the fat man seemed honest, but he was actually an extremely cunning character, and his thick skin was simply breathtaking.

Not to mention anything else, let's just talk about the operation in front of him, it is impossible for a cultivator to cry casually like him.

This is in front of everyone, with a little sense of shame, how can you cry?

The other party is so shameless, and I have to be more cautious, and I must not trust his performance and be deceived by him!
All the monks warned themselves in their hearts.

Fatty didn't expect the effect of what he did would be completely different.

But is his crying really useless?

wrong!
Although no one among the cultivators believed the fat man's nonsense.

But there was a sympathy in the heart of a demon king.

That's right, it was the unique demon cultivator Qingyu.

He originally sensed a large amount of spiritual energy fluctuations in the vicinity, so he hid his breath and came here quietly.

The purpose is to see those guys, what exactly do they want to do?
Although he likes human poetry and songs, he is a demon race after all.

Then I saw this unexpected scene, the fat man was crying loudly.

Crying heart-rendingly, and complaining aggrievedly: "Why don't you believe me?"

"Everything I say is true, why don't you believe a word?"

Fatty was so sincere, Qing Yu was moved when he heard it.

There was a strong resonance in his heart.

A feeling of sympathy.

So he thought of himself, of his experiences over the years.

Also incomprehensible.

Being ridiculed by those Yaozu.

No matter what I say, no one agrees, and what I get in exchange is also cynicism.

It was the same as the scene in front of me.

Qingyu seemed to see her former self in that crying fat man.

I saw the same stubborn but incomprehensible self.

Even though it was the first time they met, even though he didn't know what happened here, but because of the same experience, Qing Yu had already attracted that fat man as a confidant.

As for this demon king, although he was a little sentimental, he had to say that his strength was really great. Even Qin Yan didn't realize that he was hiding his aura and was hiding in the dark at the moment.

Of course, it was also because most of Qin Yan's energy was attracted by the crying fat man.

(End of this chapter)