Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Mo Fan's words immediately aroused great interest among the demon kings.

Of course, the so-called interest is limited to the "great gift" that Mo Fan mentioned, that is, the human race's holy land skills!

Even though these big monsters would occasionally send their little monsters to the southern border to capture "blood food", in fact they have an innate fear of humans.

These fears come from the powerful human monks in the legends.

The reason is simple, it's just because they heard that every human cultivator has the ability to move mountains, block rivers, and fill the sea, and everyone hates the demon race so much that they take pride in killing demons.

During these thousand years, although the demons occasionally came to the southern border to plunder humans, more demons were hunted by humans.

The human race has a clear hierarchy. There are village guards who protect the village, there are monster hunters who target small monsters under the righteous banner of "subduing monsters and eliminating evil", and there are also powerful humans who target big monsters without any reason!

It can be said that the reason why the demon race is overwhelmed by the human race is because of those powerful and arrogant human cultivators.

Although many little demons don't understand the situation, the demon kings are very clear about it.

However, while he was afraid of the human cultivators in his heart, he was naturally jealous of their skills.

Why is the human race so powerful?

Apart from the iron-clad order, the biggest reason is the dazzling array of cultivation techniques and powerful spells.

Even though most of those invited by Mo Fan were demon kings, in fact they didn’t know much about human cultivators.

These demon kings are no more than three to five hundred years old. Since their birth, the pattern of the Ten Thousand Mountains has been formed. They have never set foot in the depths of southern border, and the human cultivators are also afraid of the reputation of the Fire Phoenix Saint King and dare not go deep into the Fengming Mountain Demon Realm.

Therefore, these demon kings seldom meet with human cultivators, but they have heard about them a lot!

Over the years, from time to time, we would hear about a demon king being killed by a powerful human being, or a demon king being tied up by a powerful human being and used as a mount...

Who wouldn’t be scared after hearing this?

But now Mo Fan said that he could give them the skills and spells of the human race, which naturally shocked these king-level monsters.

On the contrary, the demon kings did not take the matter of learning different languages ​​seriously.

As the high and mighty demon kings, they were too lazy to waste their time on learning useless characters. In the eyes of many demon kings, it would be better to sleep with the arms of a demon girl with a soft waist instead of spending time on learning characters.

Everyone knows how to choose between boring study and the land of tenderness.

Although everyone had this thought in their minds, no one dared to refuse in front of Mo Fan. They all agreed happily with a smile.

In order to leave a good impression on Mo Fan, a large number of demon kings even tried to flatter him.

Some people said that Mo Fan was a promising young man, some said that he was a role model for all the monster kings in Fengming Mountain, some said that he was a monster hero because he was not afraid of the powerful and dared to fight against the monster ancestors, and some even said that he jumped over the dragon gate with the body of a toad...

In short, it was all exaggerated, making Mo Fan smile but also frowning unintentionally...

If you can speak, say more. If you can’t, just shut up. No one thinks you are dumb!

Mo Fan complained in his mind, but overall this first meeting went smoothly. Although it was a little rough, it was still a success.

Soon, Mo Fan took out a large piece of animal skin, which was covered with densely packed runes, all of which were the demon language created by Mo Fan himself.

"Come on, brothers, before we officially begin to preach, please leave your names on this skin, and by the way, leave a drop of your blood!"

Mo Fan spoke with a smile, which immediately alerted the demon kings, not understanding what he meant.

"King Black Wind, you...what do you mean by this? You are just preaching, why do you need to sign and leave your blood?" A demon king asked with a vigilant look on his face.

"That's right. Could this animal skin of yours be some kind of treasure that can control monsters? Our signatures are dripping with blood. You won't turn us into puppets, right?"

"Yes! Black Wind Demon King, you must explain yourself. Otherwise, who would dare to sign this?"

"Whether to sign or not is secondary. The main thing is that we can't write. What on earth are these words written on it?"

"..."

For a moment, all the demon kings started discussing and questioned Mo Fan's action.

There were also some clever demon kings who immediately ordered some literate little demons to come forward to see what was written on the animal skin and whether it would be harmful to them.

Among them was King Tuli.

He narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment, quietly took a step back, and then shouted to a skinny demon general beside him: "Little Baopi, come forward and see what is written on the animal skin!"

"All right, my king!"

Xiao Baopi immediately obeyed the order, came forward to observe for a while, and finally came back with a sad face.

"How is it?" King Tuli looked at the small foreskin and asked expectantly, "What is written on it?"

He was very optimistic about this little Baopi. After all, this guy had no other skills, but he was good at reading and writing. He even had the courage to borrow "blood food" from him in order to learn to read, just because the blood food was the teacher of the human race.

Therefore, Xiao Baopi can definitely be regarded as the number one genius in his temple!

"Your Majesty, I...I don't know either..."

Xiao Baopi spoke helplessly.

"What?!" King Tuli glared, and was very angry, but then he calmed down and asked, "Do you really not know a single word?"

"Your Majesty, you really can't recognize a single word." Xiao Baopi nodded, but then said with a puzzled look: "But I see that some of the words on it are very similar to the words on the jade slip you got last time."

King Tuli suddenly understood what he said and nodded, "I understand."

Not only did Xiao Baopi suffer a setback, but even the so-called "genius demons" under the command of other demon kings all suffered a setback as they could not understand the writing on the animal skin at all.

Mo Fan was not in a hurry and let them check it out. After all the demon cultivators had left, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, brothers. This animal skin is not a magic weapon. If you don't believe it, you can verify it yourself!"

"The reason why I asked you to sign and drip blood is just a ritual. Uh... you can think of it as a formal etiquette. I call this etiquette 'signing in'!"

etiquette?

The demon kings looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this. Some of the skeptics immediately ran over to verify it for themselves and found that the animal skin was indeed not a treasure. There was not a trace of spiritual energy or demonic energy. It was really just an ordinary animal skin.

"We, the demon race, are free and have never needed any etiquette. King Black Wind, there is no need for you to do this!"

There were also demon kings who sneered and were extremely disdainful of this so-called "check-in" etiquette.

When Mo Fan heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and at the same time, he exuded a powerful aura that only belonged to the peak of the King Realm. He grinned and said, "No, I think it is necessary!"

"Don't forget, everyone, this is Black Wind Mountain, this is my one and a half acres of land!

Since you have been invited here, you should follow the rules set by this king!"

"In other words, here, my rules are the rules!"