The Proof of the Heavens Begins with The Legend of the Condor Heroes

"Is Qing Mingzi here?" Sure enough, not long after, a slightly plump demon dressed in silk and satin, wearing a conical hat and a veil covering his face, appeared beside Jiuqu Pond.

"Qing Mingzi" is the nickname Fang Hao gave himself, but most of the time, the monsters on Xuanzhen Peak prefer to call him Green Fish Spirit.

"Is that Senior Kongkonger? You have good news." Fang Hao's figure slowly emerged from the water.

"One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" said Kong Kong'er, a member of the mysterious demon clan.

"Bad news." Fang Hao said without thinking.

Hearing Fang Hao make his choice so quickly, Kong Konger overestimated Fang Hao's potential even more.

For ordinary monsters, the most important basis for evaluating their development potential is not bloodline, but intelligence!

Why do you think this is?

Because low-level demons may not be able to become a transformed great demon in their entire lives, whether they are smart enough often determines how long they live.

Take the question he just asked, for example. A demon with average intelligence might spend a long time struggling over the answer, but Fang Hao gave his answer without hesitation, which shows that he is actually... not easy to fool.

"The bad news is that I didn't find the soul-nourishing wood you wanted." Kong Kong'er glanced at Fang Hao, and seeing that Fang Hao didn't react much, he continued, "The good news is that I did find the blood-recovering treasure you wanted, but the monster holding the treasure requires an exchange, and the highest bidder wins."

"What kind of blood-restoring treasure is that?" Fang Hao pondered for a moment and asked.

"It's a tidelight slug, but it hasn't developed its intelligence, so it's not considered a member of the same species." Kong Kong'er explained.

Although the demon race originated from various animals in nature, they are completely different from ordinary animals.

Most monsters have no psychological burden when trading an animal.

"Barter? Senior, have you finally managed to organize the rally?" Fang Hao asked curiously.

Because they believe in the jungle law that the strong are respected, it is normal for the monsters to be opposed to each other and distrust each other.

It is not an easy task to bring this group of selfish guys together.

In addition to having a good reputation, one also needs superior skills...strength!
"I managed to do it by luck." Kong Kong'er said lightly, but his tone was quite proud.

"Where is the meeting place?" Fang Hao asked.

"Three days later, we will be at Cangyuanchuan halfway up the North Peak." Kongkonger said.

"Mr. Turtle agreed?" Fang Hao asked in surprise.

Having been a demon on Xuanzhen Peak for ten years, Fang Hao had a general understanding of the demons on this mountain.

The entire Xuanzhen Peak is divided into three peaks: South Peak, North Peak and West Peak, each of which is ruled by a demon with more than 500 years of Taoism experience.

For example, the Overlord of North Peak is a big blue kite. It is said that he has awakened part of the bloodline of the ancient beast Blue Luan and has great combat power.

The overlords of the other two peaks are roughly the same, with their cultivation ranging from five hundred to one thousand years.

But apart from this, there is also an old turtle on Xuanzhen Peak who has lived for who knows how many years.

This old turtle, who has the blood of the mythical beast, the spiral turtle, is said to have lived for at least a thousand years. He often sleeps for hundreds of years in the Cangyuan River, which makes him even more capable than Fang Hao. When the three overlords of Xuanzhen Peak saw this old man, they had to be polite and respectfully called him "Old Turtle".

Cangyuanchuan, where Old Turtle is located, is undoubtedly also a forbidden area of ​​Xuanzhen Peak. Ordinary monsters dare not provoke this old man.

"Of course. Without Mr. Turtle's approval, I would not dare to hold the gathering in Cangyuanchuan even if I had ten times the courage." Kong Kong'er said with a smile.

"With Old Turtle here, I don't think the rogues will dare to act recklessly." Fang Hao said with a smile: "I will definitely come in three days."

After getting Fang Hao's affirmative answer, Kong Kong'er turned around and disappeared. His speed was even faster than Fang Hao's.

"These days, none of the monsters who dare to come out to do business are simple people. I just don't know where this monster comes from?" Fang Hao thought thoughtfully.

Thinking that the rule of the transaction was barter, Fang Hao dived to the bottom of Jiuqu Pond and began to pick up his inventory.

Frankly speaking, because of the ability of the Six Treasury Immortal Thief, Fang Hao doesn't have many collections on hand.

"Five hundred-year-old pearls, a bone of an unknown animal, some raw soil and mud... and then there are the things left behind by that unlucky pair of Zang Mingzi and Zang Lingzi." Fang Hao muttered to himself.

The century-old pearl is a treasure that Fang Hao dug out from an old clam at the bottom of Jiuqu Pond. It is round in size and can illuminate at night.

Such pearls are the favorites of many water-attributed monsters. Since monsters have long lifespans, most of them like to hide treasures. The pearls in Fang Hao's hands are of great value.

The unknown animal bones are Fang Hao's Liuku Qi Ji, which is also difficult to corrode.

As for the raw loam, it is a mass of dark black strange soil buried deep at the bottom of the pool. It not only possesses extremely strong spirituality, but can also increase the fertility of the surrounding soil. It is the favorite of human monks who engage in the profession of spiritual planting.

Thinking of the two brothers Zang Lingzi, Fang Hao had an idea and opened the soul-sealing jade bottle. Zang Lingzi's flickering soul appeared in the air.

"Green fish spirit, have you found the soul-nourishing tree?" After not seeing each other for many years, Zang Lingzi's soul was about to dissipate due to lack of nourishment.

Of course he was not willing to accept this, and over the years he wanted to switch to the way of ghost by teaching Fang Hao ancient seal script and asking Fang Hao to help him find something to nourish his soul.

"No." Fang Hao paused and said, "According to the agreement, if I don't find the Soul-Nourishing Tree, I will agree to send you into reincarnation. I think the time is now."

Zang Lingzi had only reached the peak of the foundation-building stage during his lifetime, and his soul could only last for ten years in the soul-sealing jade bottle, which was already the limit.

If you can’t find the treasure to nourish your soul, you can only reincarnate.

"At this point, there is actually another way." Zang Lingzi said: "You open the Yin-Yang Hundred Ghosts Banner that my master has not yet completed. Once I become the main soul of the Yin-Yang Hundred Ghosts Banner, I will be able to continue to exist."

The Yin-Yang Hundred Ghosts Banner was created by Zang Lingzi's master, Master Wugu, by modifying the ancient magical weapon Yinhu Flag. It currently lacks the main soul, so it is not complete.

"Why should I trust you?" Fang Hao asked.

When Zang Lingzi was alive, he was an out-and-out demon cult monster, so we must always be on guard against him.

"In the scriptures of Netherworld Blood Flame, there is a secret method of 'blood refining'. You can just perform this ritual first, and you don't have to worry about me going back on my word."

Zang Lingzi's spirit continued to bewitch him, "The Yin-Yang Hundred Ghosts Banner was made by my master with great effort, using precious spiritual materials such as Yin-Yang Jade, Green Demon Ghost Bamboo, and Hundred-Year Painted Leather Paper. If you can get it, you can turn tiger dragon spirits, Green Kites King, and other creatures into pus and blood by gently shaking the banner. What is there to be afraid of?"

After hearing what Zang Lingzi said, Fang Hao seemed to be interested and decided to give it a try. (End of this chapter)