Travel through mortals to cultivate immortality and become an otaku

Everyone came to the charred black smoke skeleton, Jiang Pan smashed all its bones, and finally found a thick black ink-like liquid inside its skull. He didn't know if it was its essence and blood, but Jiang Pan could feel that this ink-like thing contained powerful spiritual energy. Even if it could not be used to practice the Evil Demon Art, it could be absorbed to enhance one's own cultivation.

Looking at the dazzling array of monster beast corpses, everyone was confused. How long will it take to dismember them? The main reason is that there is not enough time. Someone will come here soon, and there may be trouble by then.

Xuan Le suggested that four people should guard the four directions to block those who wanted to come.

If you meet a powerful person, retreat immediately.

If they are just weak immortal cultivators, just drive them away.

Jiang Pan shook his head and said, "Why bother? It's up to me."

After saying that, Jiang Pan opened his mouth and sucked in all the corpses of the monsters, and then burped, which made everyone look horrified.

"You ate all the corpses of monsters?" Feng Sanniang asked in disbelief.

Chen Qiaoqian also looked at Jiang Pan helplessly, as if looking at a monster.

Only Xuan Le frowned and said, "What kind of magical power do you have? Why do I feel familiar?"

Han Li also nodded and said, "I think so too. I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Jiang Pan laughed and said: "It looks a lot like Lu Tianmeng's Sun and Moon Bag, doesn't it? To tell you the truth, it is indeed the Sun and Moon Bag, but I made it myself, and the capacity is not comparable to Lu Tianmeng's Sun and Moon Bag."

"Sun and Moon Bag? This" immediately made everyone envious and greedy.

If you have this thing, why do you need a storage bag? The capacity of the storage bag is too small.

"Second brother also sacrificed the sun and moon bag to become a magic weapon?" Han Li couldn't help but ask.

"That's right, whatever I like, I will practice my own magic weapon."

Han Li was speechless and Xuan Le was envious.

"Find a safe place and let Zhang Tie try it!" Jiang Pan gave the order decisively, and everyone followed Jiang Pan across the sky without hesitation and flew away with his weapons.

With such a big commotion here, it's hard to guarantee that someone won't think that a magic weapon has been born and want to come here to hunt for it.

It's not that he is afraid of other immortal cultivators, Jiang Pan doesn't want others to spread the word about them. Being famous is not necessarily a good thing. It may attract the attention of interested people, and then there will be constant troubles.

Jiang Pan didn't like flies the most. If they were buzzing, a tiger might pop out and bite them to death.

After arriving thousands of miles away, Jiang Pan and others found a small island, cleaned up the monsters on it, and then urged Zhang Tie to go into seclusion in a rock cave to practice the Evil Demon Art.

Others were scattered around, meditating and practicing the exercises, and helping Zhang Tie protect the law. Jiang Pan took the map of the outer star sea and looked at it carefully, preparing to plan where to go next. If he harmed one place, it would be better to change it immediately. There are probably no precious monsters there.

Soon, after careful analysis and recall of the plot in the novel, a place called Red Coral Island not far from now caught his eye.

In the novel, Han Li killed a lot of level five monsters on Red Coral Island. There was a monster over there that was fiery red and bulging like a giant sea urchin. It had dozens of eyes on its body, and inside each eye They can all emit red light to attack enemies, which is as powerful as a laser.

But most of them are level five monsters, and I don’t know if there is a king among them. If there is, they are really good monsters for practicing the Evil Demon Art.

That kind of monster is called the Thousand-Eyed Demon.

Jiang Pan took a sneak peek at Xuanye not far away and felt that this guy was a good match for the Thousand-Eyed Demon. The Thousand-Eyed Demon was so ugly, wasn't Xuan Le's codename Ugly Commander Ma? Just right.

"Huh? What's going on? Why does he always peek at me?" Xuan Le accidentally met Jiang Pan's eyes. Although Jiang Pan looked away as if nothing had happened, he was very sure that Jiang Pan was just there Look him over.

And he clearly saw the curve of the corners of Jiang Pan's mouth, but the corners of Jiang Pan's lips curved down quickly.

"I can't see it wrong. Does he have any plans for me? Good or bad? Good things are basically impossible. Although he is not a stingy person, it is still difficult to get good things out of his hands unless he Conscience found out, and he was very strange. He didn't give ordinary things to people, and the things he gave people were unusual.
  It’s really annoying and exciting at the same time. Hey, I’m announcing someone who considers himself a genius. He has reached the ultimate level of strategizing and understanding people’s hearts. He can do it step by step and it’s easy to scheme against others.”

"But since I met this guy, I found that I have fallen. Not only has my IQ plummeted, but I can't control my emotions and language. The most basic ability of a strong person is to control his emotions. The most annoying people are humiliated in person. Being able to be indifferent to your words is a strong person. I used to be this kind of person, but now, I am going further and further away."

Xuan Le closed his eyes and recalled the past, replaying the past quickly. Those fragments were all about him using conspiracy and tricks to scheme against others and achieve a great harvest, eh! It is reasonable to use the ugliness and greed of human nature to arrange troops and strategize, with the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, step by step, from weak to become strong.

He himself went from being an ordinary disciple to becoming the deacon of the Hidden Moon Sect. He personally planned and destroyed many disciples from the same sect and from other sects who wanted to monopolize the treasures.

Xuan Le suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at Jiang Pan, his fists clenched and his temples beating: "It's this guy who likes to point fingers. It would be fine if he had my IQ, but he doesn't. He This bastard knows how to give away magic weapons. He knows how to give away magic weapons. It doesn’t matter if he gives them away, it doesn’t matter if they are in pairs, but he only gives away one. It’s disgusting, it’s really disgusting.”

"If it weren't for the sake of the fake Lingbao, I would have to quit this bullshit Three Thousand Dao organization sooner or later. I wouldn't even have a single Nascent Soul stage. What kind of future would I have? How could I be allowed to proclaim someone as a great Buddha? ?”

"But after all, we have been together for so long. How can a person be ruthless like a tree? Forget it, just bear with it for now and see if he will be more honest. Obediently, I will give another fake spiritual treasure to someone in Benxuan. When the time comes, I will recognize him as this It’s not impossible for brothers.”

Xuan Le squinted his eyes and imagined fiercely. Jiang Pan, who was on the other side, also squinted his eyes and stared at Xuan Le. Jiang Pan found that something was wrong with this boy Xuan Le, as if he was in a state of confusion, but there was no expression on his face. , but I care about silver in my mind.

What does it mean when Xuan Le looks at him like this? It shows that what Xuan Le is thinking about has something to do with Jiang Pan, but it is definitely not a good thing.

Jiang Panshuang was angry and refused to go to bed for three days. Xuan Le was indeed a rebel, but it didn't matter. Even if his rebellion was as bad as the bottom of a pot, I could knock it out.

Jiang Pan hooked his fingers at Xuan Le: "Xuan Le, since I have nothing to do anyway, why don't we compete with each other? I haven't competed with you for a long time. Come on, come on, hold on for a hundred breaths, and I will help you. The Zhetian Bell has been refined to the level of a pseudo-spiritual treasure."

(End of this chapter)