Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 117 Human Village
Fang Yan looked at the hill below and shook his head in disappointment. It turned out that the two sides were fighting, with thousands of casualties, and what they were fighting for was this piece of black iron ore. Black iron ore is not even a first-order material, and mortal weapons are often used Seeing this kind of ore can make the sword sharper, but it has no effect at all for monks, but Fang Yan is relieved when he thinks of the equipment on the surrounding demons.

Originally, he planned to see what treasure the two sides were fighting for, but with such a result, Fang Yan was a little dumbfounded, the imprint on his body was still there, but Fang Yan didn't care, just as many demons were still excited. At that time, Fang Yan dodged, burrowed into the ground, and wrapped the mark with magic power without revealing a trace of breath.

After entering ten feet underground, Dialect drilled sideways to one side, and did not drill out of the ground until tens of miles away. Just now, Dialect didn't dare to deal with the mark immediately because he was afraid of attracting the other party's attention. When he got here, he had no scruples. When he got up, the mark was wiped away in an instant.

The demon head on the ore vein in the distance raised his head and glanced at the dialect where the dialect is located, then ignored it. He was directing many of his subordinates to mine the ore vein. Compared with the methods in the cultivation world, this mining is like eating mountains. Every devil tried his best to remove a large stone on the hill, swallowed it into his mouth, and then dug another piece. The whole process lasted for several hours, and the entire hill was cut off. One third, after the big devil howled twice, the whole team swept away, going somewhere.

At this moment, Dialect has quietly rushed to the vicinity of the human village that he encountered when he came here. He did not enter the village immediately. The other party looks like a human, but the monster also has a human appearance. Dialect still needs to observe carefully for a while to confirm. Row.

It just happened that I got a lot of monster cores in the melee just now. Dialect knows that these monster cores are excellent things to replenish the soul. Although after building a foundation, such low-level monster cores will not have much effect, but the mosquito No matter how small it is, it is still meat. Dialect decided to digest these things first before speaking.

After sinking into the ground, Dialect raised up the colorful shield, and his spiritual sense penetrated into the ring: "Old man, come out and let the wind go."

"Boy, how did you get any benefits?" The old man asked as soon as he showed up.

"There's nothing good about it, but I just ran into a monster melee and got some core energy."

"Core energy? You are talking about the devil's heart, right? The boy discovered the weakness of the devil so quickly. Unfortunately, these you got are just the devil's heart of some pawns. The quality is almost far away. For your current It is only a slight improvement if you swallow hundreds of souls, but if you can hunt the hearts of a few demon generals, it will be of some help."

"Demon soldiers? Demon generals?"

"This is the division of strength in the demon world, just like the Qi refining and foundation building in the cultivation world. I don't know exactly how to divide it, but the one who entered the cultivation world was at least a demon leader at the level of a demon general. In the later stage of the base period, they have the ability to deceive people's hearts, and they are very difficult to deal with, even if they are one or two realms higher, they are easy to get tricked."

"So that's the case. The two I met should be demon generals. But old man, does this demon heart have any other effect besides increasing the soul?"

The old man didn't answer right away, but muttered to himself for a long time before throwing a divine thought: "Boy, I didn't intend to pass on this thing to you, but now in the Demon Realm, let's follow the authority, otherwise, it will be difficult for you kid to find the space channel." , but you must remember that this kind of exercise can only be used by people whose level is lower than your own, and if the other side's level is higher than yours, beware of backlash." After speaking, the old man retracted into the ring and remained silent.

Fang Yan solemnly penetrated the divine consciousness into this divine sense, "Searching the Soul Secret Method", and after quickly scanning the whole exercise, Fang Yan knew why the old man valued this exercise so much, and it was not to increase the cultivation method. It is a very vicious technique, which directly obtains the opponent's memory through secret techniques. After being soul-searched, even if the person does not die, his soul will be greatly damaged, and he will become an idiot.

With such a vicious technique, it's no wonder that the always straightforward old man would be so cautious, but then dialect let go of these thoughts. There is no distinction between good and evil in the technique itself. The key depends on how it is used. Now that I am in the Dark Demon Realm, I can rely on There are almost no people, and it is extremely difficult to inquire about news. If you have this technique, even if you can't find anyone, you can get what you want from the demons' brains.

It just so happens that I have dozens of demon hearts in my hands. The demon heads are different from monks. Their memories all exist in the demon hearts. After closing his eyes and carefully comprehending the exercises, Fang Yan picked up a demon heart with both hands: "Soul Search"

Immediately, a flood of information was transmitted from the devil's heart to Fang Yan's head, and Fang Yan's head buzzed, just like the soul that devoured Zhou Tianxing back then, another person's memory suddenly appeared in his mind, fortunately This time the dialect is prepared, filtering all unnecessary information, leaving only the part that you need.

Although this monster has a lot of memories, it is very simple. Apart from devouring other monsters, it is all kinds of killings. It seems that it has never done anything other than these two things. He clearly saw the cruelty of the battle between the devils. There were many times when the devil was eaten and only half of the body was left. It took a long time to recover.

Finally, in the complicated pictures, Fang Yan found something useful, that huge monster with a body of hundreds of feet, just in the memory of this demon, Fang Yan can feel the power of this big monster , at least surpass the demon general in the old man's mouth. The demon who searched for his own soul just glanced at the other party secretly, and then dared not visit him again. Instead, he lowered his head deeply and listened to the other party's teachings.

It seems to be a big battle, there are hundreds of thousands of demons on both sides. Seeing this, Fang Yan can't help admiring the demon in his hand. Most of the people whose cultivation level is much higher than his are dead. At that time, it was only a small demon pawn. He actually survived.

Dialect spent half an hour looking through the memory of this monster, and found nothing useful except for the huge monster. Relying on instinct to absorb black magic energy, devour other monsters, and condense his body, his range of activities is also very small, and he can only move within a radius of thousands of miles in his life.In this place, there is no existence similar to the space channel, but the channel when the dialect came. This demon has an impression in his heart, but it is just blindly afraid, which seems to be an instinctive fear.

After the soul search was over, Fang Yan waved his hand and slapped the devil's heart into the sea of ​​consciousness, and quickly swallowed him up. Sure enough, it was about the same as his estimate. The soul was only improved a little, which is better than nothing.

In the following time, Dialect searched through dozens of Demon Hearts. Unexpectedly, the first one he searched was the one with the most information. Most of the other dozens were just scenes of killing and devouring. There is a magic heart that seems to have some memories of human beings, and the dialect can feel it. His understanding of human beings is delicious, very delicious. There is also a memory that is very afraid of a place. There is a low hillside with a blurred top. One piece, only a few trees can be seen faintly.

After performing the soul-searching technique dozens of times in a row, Fang Yan realized that his spirit was also very tired after performing it. He quickly swallowed a pill of nourishing the spirit.

Dialect hid in the middle of two stones and stared at the village in the distance. After two days of observation, Dialect could confirm that there were indeed people inside. A few people would go out every day. After a few hours They will return to the village with some things they don't know in their dialect, as if this is their food.

These people who went out to hunt were obviously stronger than other people. It was these people that Fang Yan felt in the air that day. There is a kind of kung fu in human cultivation, which is not a cultivation kung fu, but a body training kung fu, which exercises one's body by absorbing black magic energy.

Since the consciousness cannot be protruded for a long time, whether there are other powerful existences in the village, dialect can't be sure, but the people I see in front of me are at least not opponents of dialect. Dialect looked around and found no devil. Walk to the quiet village.

(End of this chapter)