Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Hundred Thousand Mountains, Southern Border.

In an abandoned city, in a dilapidated temple.

"Monk, I want to eat meat. Look at me, I am so skinny now that I am just a skeleton!"

A skinny lion was staring at a skinny monk who was eating roasted sweet potatoes opposite him.

"Amitabha, the conditions are tough now, Lion Guardian, you have to control your greed!"

The monk opposite sighed, then cut off a piece of sweet potato and handed it to him, saying earnestly: "Eat a piece of roasted sweet potato to fill your stomach first, and if you can't eat anymore, just meditate and practice! After all, you have reached the Vajra Realm, you won't starve to death even if you don't eat or drink for ten years."

"Monk, you know I'm not a vegetarian!"

The lion looked disgusted and said with great sorrow, "You tricked me out of Lingshan Mountain, saying that I could eat whatever I wanted in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but what happened?

Not only did I almost die here, but now I don’t even have a bite of meat to eat!

I am a lion demon, and you still want me to be a vegetarian, damn it, don’t you feel guilty about it?”

"Amitabha, Lion Guardian, why can't you listen?"

"I also want to eat meat. If I burn my blood a few more times, I will really die. How about you, Guardian Lion, go to the nearby city and capture two monsters to satisfy your hunger?"

The monk raised his eyebrows and looked at the lion opposite.

"Monk, you want me to capture monsters at this time? Are you hoping that I will be killed by those scary guys?"

The lion cursed and bit the monk on the forehead when he was not prepared, mumbling, "Just let me take a bite, just one bite!"

"Evil creature, please let go!"

"No! It is recorded in ancient books that in ancient times your Buddha once cut off his flesh to feed eagles. Monk, please be kind and cut off some flesh to feed me too! Maybe I can become a Buddha in the future!"

"Get out of here, you evil creature!!"

"You bald ass, you dare to hit me?"

"..."

Soon, the two great monks in the Vajra Realm started fighting each other. If others saw it, they would be stunned.

Finally, the lion let go, not because he was willing to do so, but because the monk's head was too hard and several of his sharp teeth were broken. He kept cursing and his eyes were swollen because of the beating from the monk.

In fact, the monk was not much better off. His head was covered with teeth marks and his body had several claw marks. He was so angry that he almost roasted the damn lion over the fire!

The story of how they ended up in this situation all started half a month ago.

After the defeat in the battle of Black Wind Mountain, Monk Sanjie did not flee, but planned to escape to the hinterland of Fengming Mountain to hide and recuperate, and then strike back at Black Wind Mountain after his injuries healed.

His purpose was simple, which was to convert the toad demon with great luck, and at the same time to learn the truth about the merit sent from heaven from the other party.

But things didn't always go as planned. Before Monk Sanjie could find a place to recuperate, he encountered the Demon Ancestor Zhan Ao, and naturally another big battle ensued.

After the battle, Monk Sanjie had his head chopped off and was seriously injured. He had no choice but to turn around and flee to southern Xinjiang again.

But as soon as he fled into southern Xinjiang, he found that his lion guardian was being hunted by two demon ancestors.

It was not known whether the lion did it on purpose, but after sensing Monk Sanjie's location, it ran straight towards him, which made Monk Sanjie very angry.

In this way, these two Vajra Realm Buddhist practitioners who came from the Western Desert encountered the most brutal siege, and the hunt lasted for a full half month!

After a series of battles, both cultivators were seriously injured. They even had to avoid some powerful demon kings when they saw them. They were in a very miserable state!

Now they can only hide everywhere, completely losing the prestige they had when they crossed the sea from the Western Desert, and have almost fallen to the point where they are hated by all the evil spirits.

Mo Fan naturally had no idea what had happened to these two people. He was currently refining a treasure in the cave.

It was a piece of black cowhide!

This piece of black cowhide may look ordinary, but in fact it is a genuine holy weapon of the demon ancestor!

This cowhide was originally the innate demon weapon of the bull-headed demon ancestor of the Giant Spirit Mountain. It has extremely powerful defensive power, and even Granny Que has not been able to break it. It is his real trump card.

As the infant of the Bull-Headed Demon Ancestor was devoured by Mo Fan, the Demon Ancestor's holy weapon naturally fell into his hands.

Because it is the holy weapon of the demon ancestor, the degree of refining is much more difficult than that of ordinary king-level demon weapons.

It took Mo Fan nearly a month to completely refine this holy weapon.

In the spring cave, Mo Fan looked at the palm-sized black cowhide floating in front of him, and excitement appeared on his face.

During the refining process, he naturally fully mastered this holy weapon and understood how powerful it was!

This is a treasure that combines defense and trapping the enemy, which just makes up for the gap that Mo Fan does not have a good defensive treasure. It complements the Thunder and completely raises Mo Fan's overall strength to a higher level!

At the beginning of his practice, Mo Fan relied almost exclusively on the brick as a defensive artifact. However, as his practice gradually improved, the enemies he faced became more and more powerful, and the brick could no longer keep up. In a subsequent battle, he was even deformed by a great monster.

Since then, Mo Fan never used the brick weapon again, but instead focused more on cultivating his physical body.

Now, the defensive power of his physical body alone is enough to scare away many great monsters in the king realm, but it is still a little insufficient in front of the great monsters in the ancestor realm. This black cowhide solves this problem perfectly.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan's heart moved slightly, and with a slight activation of his magic power, the palm-sized black cowhide in front of him suddenly became extremely huge, like a black magic carpet swaying slightly in the void, changing with Mo Fan's thoughts.

Mo Fan discovered that as he activated the black cowhide's form, the effects it could manifest were different.

For example, when the black cowhide turns into a huge magic carpet, Mo Fan can use it as a giant net to trap the enemy; when the black cowhide turns into several feet in size, it is like a black wall, blocking a certain degree of attack; and when the black cowhide uses one point as a sharp corner and then twists into a cone, it can burst out with a certain degree of lethality!

During this period, Mo Fan even asked Jing Lei to actively attack Black Cowhide, but it was difficult to break through Black Cowhide's defense because Black Cowhide had a layer of black light power.

Mo Fan was familiar with this power, it was the energy of the magical power 'Black King's Divine Power'!

It is precisely because of the presence of the Black King's divine power that the defense of this black cowhide can be so powerful.

Of course, what surprised Mo Fan the most was far more than that. He even discovered that the black cowhide could resist mental attacks to a certain extent!

In other words, this piece of black cowhide can not only defend against physical attacks, but also against spiritual attacks!

“No wonder the Bull-Headed Demon Ancestor is so arrogant even though he is only at the early stage of the Ancestral Realm. It turns out he is a blood bull!”

Mo Fan muttered to himself, but his heart was filled with joy, because now this treasure belonged to him!

It is said that the Bull-Headed Demon Ancestor had quite bad luck. If Granny Que had not held the magic sword, she might not have been able to inflict serious damage on the opponent.

In front of the magic sword, the Bull-Headed Demon Ancestor didn't dare to use the black cowhide at all, for fear that his own sacred weapon would be broken by the magic sword. In this way, he would suffer heavy damage!

It was for this reason that he used this treasure to protect the demon baby at the last moment and tried to escape, but in the end it benefited Mo Fan instead.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the unpredictable black cowhide flew towards him and directly wrapped him up.

In the blink of an eye, the black cowhide formed a black armor on Mo Fan's body that looked like a nightgown!

"You're so dark, I'll just call you Dark-skinned from now on!"

Looking at the black armor on his body, Mo Fan was quite satisfied. Although it was a bit ugly, it was practical!

With this black skin in hand, plus the thunder, even if he doesn't use the Chilong Transformation, Mo Fan is not afraid of ordinary ancestral realm monsters!