Purple Sweet Potato Essence's Journey to Beauty Man (The Great Demon King of Beauty Man)

The moon sets and crows, and the sun rises in the east.

The sun sets on the western mountain, and the bright moon rises into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, I don't know how many days have passed.

On the vast African savannah, nocturnal animals started their carnival.

Owls and bats hover over the jungle, the eyes of hyenas are shining green, leopards are crouching on tree branches and growling, snakes, insects, rats and ants are coming out of their holes one after another...

A honey badger held its head up to sniff the air, then kept its head down, smelling blood.

Soon, it stepped into a strange area, the blue grass blades were all blood red, and the bloody smell came from these grasses.

In this kingdom of wild animals, the honey badger is not the only one with a keen sense of smell. Before it came, a group of jackals had come.

The jackals walked around the bloody grass several times, but they didn't find any injured animals or corpses.

The jackals left, but the brave honey badger didn't give up so easily. It was famously not picky about eaters, as long as it was food, it didn't matter whether it was meat or vegetable.

It smelled a fragrance of plants amidst the strong smell of blood.

The sharp front paws began to dig the soil, and after ten minutes, it dug something - a huge plant root, deeply embedded in the soil more than two meters deep.

There are many tuber plants on the grassland, and honey badgers like to eat them very much. The tubers are rich in water and starch, and they are very good food.

However, this 20-year-old honey badger has never dug such a huge tuber in his life-this elliptical tuber looks bigger than a lion.

The honey badger felt that he might not be able to eat it for three days and three nights. Fortunately, he only knew the word "mang" in his life. No matter what, he had to eat first.

"Crack!"

The entrance is crisp and sweet, and the honey badger thinks this stuff tastes better than honey.

At this moment, Honey Badger's wild animal intuition suddenly worked, and the bristles on his body stood up. Unfortunately, it was too late - someone pinched the back of his neck and lifted it up.

"Good guy, it's not for nothing to eat me." Qian Song said with a smile, looking at the struggling honey badger in his hand.

The honey badger dug two meters, but what he dug was actually just a small lump on Qian Song's body.

Yes, at this moment, Qiansong's body has grown to an unknown depth underground.

That is to say, at this moment, under the ground of this grassland, there is a huge purple sweet potato hundreds of meters long, and countless twisting and winding roots that can be several thousand meters long when straightened!

It feels like there is only a small island reef one or two meters wide on the calm sea, but there is a huge sea monster connected to it underwater.

As for the humanoid Qian Song carrying the honey badger at the moment, it was actually formed from another "pimple" on the body.

To put it bluntly, it's more like a clone technique.

This is the supernatural power that Qian Song has realized during this period of time.

As a monster race, each race has its own natal supernatural powers.

For example, the power of the cow demon, the poisonous art of the snake demon, etc., just like the big demon who passed on the demon law to Qian Song, her natal supernatural power is related to "charm".

Qian Song's natal supernatural power is quite scary when you say it-differentiation.

In fact, it’s not that mysterious. Anyone who has grown purple sweet potatoes knows that under the right conditions of nutrition, temperature and humidity, many sprouts will grow on the surface of purple sweet potatoes, and these sprouts are equivalent to the seeds of purple sweet potatoes.

These sprouts are like leeks, there will be another crop after cutting off one crop, so in theory, purple sweet potato can proliferate indefinitely.

The humanoid Qian Song at this moment is actually one of the sprouts on the surface of the body.

Qian Song has a little understanding of this Marvel world. There are countless powerful people of all kinds. Although he is a goblin, he is a newcomer after all, and the days of practice are short, so he wants to improve his abilities to the maximum and the highest efficiency. Strength, let's develop a wave first.

He now understands his own nature. As a plant spirit, in this world where there is no threat of catastrophe, it is the fastest and most efficient way to cultivate directly and recklessly in the original form.

Coincidentally, he is also the "underground school" among plant spirits, similar to radishes and potatoes, growing in the soil, unlike the tree demon, who can show off big trees and be too ostentatious.

On the grassland with a radius of several kilometers, all the plants are controlled by the roots of Qiansong itself. These native plants have become Qiansong's "citizens". The photosynthesis of these "citizens" every day is about One third will be used to "pay taxes" to Qian Song.

Therefore, Qian Song's body absorbs the power of the sun, and he doesn't even need to emerge from the ground. He only needs to lie low-key on the ground, and he can quickly make a fortune silently.

The plan is good, but is this how people live?

Qian Song had read countless fantasy novels in his previous life. Those protagonists would meditate and practice in caves for tens of thousands of years. Qian Song thought it was too nonsense. He had been a "vegetative" in the world of cultivation for more than 100 years, and he had almost gone crazy. , meditating for tens of thousands of years?

fart!

What Qian Song desires now is freedom, freedom, or fucking freedom!

He doesn't want to live that dull and dark time at all, but he has to practice and upgrade. Is there any way to have both?

Yes, wouldn't it be good to transfer part of the consciousness to the avatar?

The main body is put here to practice, and the clone goes out to roam, perfect.

This is a wild animal sanctuary in a certain country in Africa, sparsely populated, and Qian Song's body is underground again, keeping a low profile in the dust.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he is foolproof. For example, didn't the honey badger in Qian Song's hand directly dig a small bump on Qian Song's body?

That's why Qian Song let the little thing take a bite on purpose.

As a serious monster, it is not an exaggeration to say that "the whole body is full of treasures". This honey badger is 20 years old, which is equivalent to an old man who is 90 years old. Potato essence meat, of course, will prolong life, and there will be no problem in living for decades.

But the hands that hold people are short, and the hands that eat people are the shortest. From now on, this honey badger will have to work as a cow and a horse for Qian Song.

It will become the "eye" of the nearby grassland.

This is a formation inherited from the Great Demon, and it lacks a living formation eye. In the days to come, the honey badger will become the "land" here, responsible for the operation of the formation.

This is a psychedelic formation. Any creature that breaks into the formation and stays for too long, the higher the IQ, the easier it is to get confused.

Within the range of this psychedelic circle, the honey badger can transform into any creature it has seen to confuse intruders.

Qian Song smiled and put down the honey badger who was no longer struggling. This guy took a bite of the purple sweet potato, and the ignorance of beasts in his eyes faded away, and there was a gleam of brilliance that only intelligent creatures have.

"Little guy, help me take care of the house. When I come back next time, I will find you a few more female honey badgers!"

"Well, next, where are we going to play?"