Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

The corpse Taoist is undoubtedly unlucky, but also lucky.

Unfortunately, after he finally escaped, he was sent back to Black Wind Mountain by the Holy King Xuanwu.

Fortunately, Mo Fan did not pursue the matter of his escape.

Or in other words, in Mo Fan's opinion, asking a disciple of a high and mighty sect to carry manure is the greatest punishment.

When a group of monks from the Three Holy Islands saw the corpse Taoist being dragged back by the monsters like a dead dog, they were all overjoyed.

Originally, they were a little jealous that the corpse Taoist really disappeared forever, and began to wonder if they were too afraid of the toad monster and thus lost a great opportunity to escape.

But now they are very fortunate.

"Damn it, you also have this day?!"

"That's right. He scolded us before, saying that we would have to carry manure for the rest of our lives. But now, I just heard from those demon masters that from now on, the job of carrying manure will be handed over to this kid!"

"This shows that the toad is really scary. Let's never run away again!"

"Well, I don't think cultivating immortals is that great. Sometimes tilling the land and watering the plants is good. It can make you more relaxed. At least you don't have to worry about being killed by others!"

"..."

The corpse Taoist lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, motionless, as if he had really become a corpse, with despair in his eyes.

Listening to those guys' disappointing words, he felt like crying.

As a direct disciple of a transcendent force, he should have risen in the land of Gods and become a great demon that countless cultivators fear.

But now he has fallen to the point of picking up manure for a living in this small demon mountain...

He was truly in despair. He couldn't escape, and he couldn't die. As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the stinking dung bucket...

Mo Fan naturally had no idea what a terrifying existence he had become in the hearts of some human cultivators. However, after learning about the identity and purpose of the Black Tortoise Saint King, the tension in his heart dissipated a lot.

He also learned a lot of information from the Holy King Xuanwu, and finally understood why the storm that should have appeared did not appear.

At the same time, it also gave him a very profound understanding of the strength of the Fire Phoenix Saint King.

Just a Dharma body is enough to make all the holy kings retreat. He is truly a peerless demon!

"In that case, wouldn't the Fire Phoenix Saint King be the strongest person in our demon race?"

Mo Fan was curious and wanted to inquire further.

"I'm just an old man who never gets involved in disputes. I just want to live longer. How can I know who is stronger?"

The Black Tortoise Saint King rolled his eyes and started to play dumb, but he did mention that the Fire Phoenix Saint King was indeed very powerful, but the other Saint Kings also had their own trump cards, and they were not really afraid of the Fire Phoenix Saint King, they just didn't want to fight him to the death, as that would result in both sides being hurt and it would be easy for other powerful monsters to take advantage of them.

"However, what the Saint Kings are really afraid of is the immortal sword in Fire Phoenix's hand. It is said that the sword is called 'Nirvana' and has the effect of damaging the origin and true spirit. It is very scary!

I guess the reason why the sword master failed last time was because of that sword!"

“I know that you are very powerful now. The fact that you are able to be called the Emperor’s Son is enough to explain a lot.

However, if a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it. You'd better keep a low profile and don't show off too much. It's also best not to leave this demon area, otherwise it's hard to predict whether it will be good or bad!"

Xuanwu Saint King spoke calmly, his words hinted at something, causing Mo Fan to frown and ask, "Senior, which Saint Kings are you referring to?"

"Each Saint King was once the best of his generation. Their power is beyond your imagination!"

"I don't know if you have heard of this saying, everyone below the Saint realm is an ant!"

"Although the Saint King has not yet set foot in the Holy Land, he has already stepped half a foot into the Holy Land. All he lacks is an opportunity!"

The Black Tortoise Saint King spoke solemnly, which made Mo Fan realize from the side how powerful the Saint King was.

Mo Fan remained noncommittal. Although he wasn’t sure if he could fight the Saint King at the moment, with the power of time, it shouldn’t be a problem for him to escape.

Of course, if he is really forced into a desperate situation one day, he can just gamble his life with the other party!

The magical power of lifespan deprivation is almost unstoppable. It is a real killer weapon and also the most powerful trump card in Mo Fan's hand now!

On the path of spiritual practice, every time you cross a major realm, your life span will increase by a certain amount.

He has now reached the ancestral realm, but in fact he has not even been on the path of cultivation for ten years. Counting the decades of life he had consumed before, he still has more than nine hundred years to consume.

On the other hand, looking at those Holy Kings, every one of them is an old monster that is more than seven or eight hundred years old.

Who can afford to gamble their life with him?

Mo Fan is quite confident about this.

Perhaps because he saw that Mo Fan looked too relaxed, the Black Tortoise Saint King dropped another bombshell and said in a deep voice: “The title of the Emperor’s Son can indeed make you extremely prestigious, but it can also be a death warrant.”

"What do you mean?" Yun Rou couldn't help but ask when she heard it.

Xuanwu Saint King smiled, but did not speak immediately. Instead, he asked, "Why did that bastard Emperor Shitian create such an imperial son?

The entire Tianjiao Conference was messed up by Brother Lai Bao. You must think that Emperor Shitian’s plan failed, right?

In fact, this is also beneficial to him! "

"Why do you say that?"

Even Mo Fan was a little confused.

Emperor Shitian's birthday banquet was almost ruined by him, but why did the Holy King Xuanwu say that it was beneficial to the other party?

This was something he couldn't understand.

“I have said before that the Fire Phoenix holding the Immortal Sword Nirvana is like a sword hanging over the heads of all the monsters!

Emperor Shitian is very ambitious, and if he wants to accomplish something, he is doomed to be unable to avoid the Fire Phoenix, and the best way is to divide the power of the Fire Phoenix and gather his own power!

The fact that you made such a big fuss this time actually helped Indra in some ways.

Think about it, will those who have grudges against you also bear a grudge against Fire Phoenix because of this?

If Indra extends an olive branch at this time, will they get together?

As for the title of the Emperor's Son, if Indra gets it, he can naturally make a big fuss about it.

But it doesn’t matter if he can’t get it. If he leaks this matter to the human race, what do you think the strong people of the human race will think?

Will they take advantage of your weakness to kill you, the so-called prince? ! "

The Xuanwu Saint King spoke slowly, but the content of his analysis made Mo Fan frown and also caused a hint of worry in Yun Rou's eyes.

"That's why I advise you not to leave this demon realm, because the Fire Phoenix is ​​still here to protect you. If you leave, it's hard to say what will happen!" The Holy King Xuanwu shrugged.

"Why do they dare to do this?"

"The title of the Emperor's Son was chosen in public. What they are doing is undoubtedly destroying the future of the demon race! How dare they do this?

"Senior, since you Saint Kings know about this, are you just going to watch it happen?" Yun Rou gritted her teeth.

"The Emperor's son is indeed important, but not as important as you think."

“If we use a so-called emperor’s son to divert the attention of the human race’s strong men, it can be considered a good thing for our demon race as a whole.

and……

Only the prince who can withstand the wind and rain can become the true leader of the demon clan in the future!

If you can't stand the beating of wind and rain, it means that the emperor's son is just a title after all, and is not the future leader of our clan!"

The Holy King Xuanwu grinned, but his words were so cruel that Yun Rou fell silent.

"Don't worry about me, you should worry about those guys who want to kill me!"

"I have come across countless monks who wanted to kill me, but they all fell at my feet!"

Mo Fan smiled slightly. He did not feel fear or despair. His eyes were shining brightly, and full of anticipation.

"What doesn't kill me will make me stronger!!"

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