One Hundred Ways to Become a God

The thing that had been guarded for thousands of years was stolen under his nose, the monster was completely enraged, the monks around him were torn apart by it, and the ground was stained with severed limbs and blood.

A few seconds after He Yan quietly left with the mature Wuxiang Hanluo in his mouth, the movements of the monks who were in the melee suddenly slowed down for a moment, and then slowed down. Looking at the mess all over the ground, their faces showed a dazed expression, as if I don't understand why I get angry and fight with people.

Everyone smelled the cold fragrance floating in the air, and their expressions were a little strange for a while.

According to ancient records, when Wuxiang Hanluo is about to mature, it will emit a strange fragrance, which will make the guardian monster wake up from its deep sleep and escort itself.

It's just weird that this fragrance appeared too abruptly, as if I had been ignoring it before, and then smelled it suddenly after waking up, it really can't make people not alert.

The cultivators really wanted to go forward to check Wuxiang Hanluo's situation, but the wind and snow covered their sight, and the monstrous beast's huge body like a mountain blocked them, so they couldn't see clearly.

"Just now—what's going on? I've never heard that the smell of Wuxiang Hanluo can confuse people's minds!"

"But there is something wrong with Wuxiang Hanluo this time, the maturity has been delayed for so long, maybe some mutation has occurred!"

"Roar--!"

After tearing the monk apart, the guardian monster returned to the place where Wuxiang Hanluo grew up. After finding that the thing had indeed disappeared, it howled frantically for a long time.

Quite a number of monks who were already injured were spit out another mouthful of blood by its spiritual roar, followed the sound and rushed towards the direction of the monster. After getting closer, they finally saw clearly Condition.

Seeing this, one after another spit out another mouthful of blood!

——In the place where Wuxiang Hanluo originally grew, there is only a bare root left, which has withered, and the dark yellow stalks are curled up into a ball, showing a bit of listlessness and decay.

"Where is Wuxiang Hanluo?!"

"—Who took it away?"

Seeing this scene, the two demons looked at each other in the air, their expressions were very ugly.

Both of them were injured, and their injuries were not minor, and neither of them would be able to heal after hundreds of years of self-cultivation.

One of them suddenly said: "Is it Liu Yan's fault? This is his territory."

The other glanced at him coldly, as if disdainful of his words, "If he came, would you and I not notice?"

The cultivation bases of the three of them are all in the middle of the middle class. Although Liu Yan is slightly higher than them, it is not much higher. With the two of them present, they want to quietly kill Wuxiang Han Stealing it is simply a fantasy!

Besides, everyone in the Northern Territory knows that Liuyan Demon Venerable has a single fire root, so it is useless to ask for this Wuxiang Hanluo.

The Demon Lord who spoke first frowned: "What the hell is he doing? It's been a full 100 years, right?"

The other didn't call him back.

They used their spiritual sense to search carefully dozens of times at the place where there was only a broken branch left, but it was obvious that the person who stole Wuxiang Hanluo was very cautious, leaving no smell or trace at all, and it was impossible to even trace it. .

Seeing that they could not find any valuable clues if they continued to stay here, and Wuxiang Hanluo could not be found either, the two Demon Venerables stopped wasting time and left with their own people to search elsewhere, leaving a group of people still in a daze. The forced monks wandered around like headless chickens below.

The snow seemed to be a little smaller, and the blood on the ground had been covered up. If one didn't look at the blood-stained appearance of the monks present with missing arms and legs, it seemed that the chaos just now was just an illusion.

The wind also became weaker, without the weakening effect of the wind and snow, the voices of the monks gradually became clearer.

"Didn't there be a group of men in black next to us? We were all bewitched and beaten up. Even the two demons didn't escape, but they were fine. They must have stolen Wuxiang Hanluo!"

"What an oriole is behind!"

"Who are those people?"

"I don't know, but it feels—it doesn't feel like an ordinary monk."

"Could it be a demon cultivator?!"

"Demon cultivators? Don't they always live in seclusion? How did they come here!"

……

From a certain point of view, these cultivators did guess correctly, stealing Wuxiang Hanluo is a demon cultivator.

But it wasn't the group of people in groups, but a single fox demon mixed among the monks, wearing a human belt and leading the apprentice.

But when the fox demon sneaked away halfway with the things he stole, he was stopped by a group of demon cultivators who took the blame for him.

Looking at a group of people in black cloaks with "unkind people" written all over their bodies, no, demon cultivators, He Yan couldn't help turning his ears back, arching his back slightly, and made a vigilant movement.

During the silent confrontation, the leader took off his hood, revealing a delicate and gorgeous face.

It's just that there are two flame-like bright red animal ears on the head of the man, showing a bit of a strange color, especially eye-catching in the white world made of endless white snow.

He Yan only took one look, and recognized that the person's body was probably a fox.

The imposing manner of this fox is extremely strong, showing the might of the Transcendence Tribulation Period vaguely.

The man spoke with an indescribably gentle and charming voice, but the words he said were not so gentle, "For the sake of our being of the same race, put your things down, and you can go."

Who is of your kind--

Not to mention that everyone's coat color is different, let's say that his own ears are short and furry, the white fur on his body is also extremely thick, and his tail is thick and fluffy. Obviously he is used to the severe cold climate, so he should belong to a kind of snow fox. On the other hand, the person on the opposite side has no hair on his ears at all, and is bald. It looks like an ethnic group living in the hot climate of the south.

The Cultivation Continent is extremely vast, and the distance between the Northern Territory and the Southern Territory is unknown, and there is no such thing as the same race.

He Yan let out a threatening growl from his throat, expressing his rejection of this casual relationship with practical actions.

He no longer concealed his cultivation, and the power on his body climbed to the transcending tribulation stage in a few breaths, oppressing the demon cultivators who were not sufficiently cultivated on the opposite side to show their original shape, howling and rolling on the ground in pain.

The face of the leading fox demon on the opposite side darkened, and there was a trace of surprise in the orange animal pupils, as if he hadn't thought that there were demon cultivators in this world who could match his cultivation.

It is very difficult for demon cultivators to survive in this world. Once they are discovered by those greedy cultivators, they will not be able to escape the fate of being skinned and used as medicine. Therefore, in order to survive, most of them gather together The swarm hides off the beaten track.

But places with few people are either dangerous or lacking in resources. It is naturally difficult to cultivate in such places. He has just broken through the tribulation stage, and he is already the highest among the demon cultivators in the Southern Territory. I didn't expect there to be another one here. , and is also a fox family, it is no coincidence.

It seems that the hexagram that the elders of the clan divination for them before departure is correct, the Northern Territory is indeed dangerous.

And just looking at the aura of the snow fox, it seems to be stronger than himself——

However, even so, it is absolutely impossible for them to back down at this time.

Although the snow fox on the opposite side is slightly higher than his cultivation level, besides him, there are several Mahayana demon cultivators here, and they cooperate with each other tacitly, so it might not be able to drag it to death!

As a result, the group of men in black turned into their original forms one after another, and their cloaks fell on the snow, revealing their original forms.

Looking at this group of ferocious beasts, He Yan knew that there was a fierce battle to be fought, so he lowered his body even lower.

……

The prohibition of the demon cultivator and the falling snow cut off the sound in this area. This is the innate instinct of the demon cultivator. Even the two demon masters who are both in the tribulation stage can't find the clue.

The searching monks passed by not far away, didn't notice anything strange here, and quickly went to search elsewhere.

And after the restriction disappeared, the blood and fur had been buried thickly by falling snow, only the slight smell of blood could be seen after approaching, vaguely reminding that a cruel battle took place here not long ago.

One Demon Lord was attracted by the very faint smell of blood, and the next moment, the other rushed over.

The two tacitly used their spiritual power to blow the snow away.

Under the powerful force, the fluffy white snow exploded in the air, revealing the bloodstains and scattered hairs of various colors that had already formed a layer of frost underneath, as well as some flesh and blood residues... Looking at the thickness of the falling snow above, it is obvious that it already exists It's time for half a stick of incense.

Half a stick of incense is enough for a Mahayana monk to get out of the Boneyard.

"Demon cultivator—"

"Have you checked this place already?"

"When I just came to see it, I didn't find anything wrong."

The two Demon Lords looked at each other across the messy ground, knowing that the Wuxiang Hanluo probably wouldn't be able to chase him back.

The Burial Ground is not a good place. There are countless dangerous monsters here. Even when they are not injured, they have to act cautiously here. Now that Wuxiang Hanluo has no hope, she is even less willing to bring her Hurt is here to take the risk of staying longer.

After the two pillar-like Demon Venerables left, the remaining cultivators did not dare to bear the attack of monsters alone here, and followed behind them, leaving the Boneyard together.

After the monks withdrew, the burial ground that had devoured countless lives quickly returned to calm.

Everything before was covered by the long-lasting falling snow, as if nothing had happened, only monsters passing by occasionally left deep and shallow paw prints on the snow, which were then smoothed away by the wind and snow.

What no one knew was that there were two other people who did not leave with the large army, but stayed here.

Liao Yezhou waited for three full days in a hidden cave, and used He Yan's magic weapon to drive away two groups of monsters who wanted to find fault. Just when he was so upset that he was about to give birth to a demon, his master finally came back .

——It just looks bad.

His master's bun was untied, and his black hair was disheveled half his body, making his complexion so pale that it was almost transparent. The original pale pink lips also lost their color, and there was an unconcealable exhaustion between his eyebrows and eyes.

The moment He Yan took off his hood, Liao Yezhou felt that the blood in his whole body was broken along with the formation, and the wind and snow whizzing from outside the cave froze together.

He helped his master to sit on a piece of monster fur, and lit a fire spirit stone. The cold air in this small cave was dissipated in a short time, and a warm breath was born.

After strengthening the formation at the entrance of the cave, Liao Yezhou turned back to his master and said softly, "Master, are you injured? Let my apprentice show you."

When he helped the master to sit down just now, he confirmed that he smelled a bloody smell, so he didn't care whether to go beyond it, and reached out to lift his robe to check.

He Yan held down his hand, looked up at him, and said with a hint of comfort in his voice, "It's not serious, I have medicine here, first enter meditation and rest for a while, you guard the entrance of the cave for me."

However, as he said this, the hand that pressed him was also extremely cold.

Knowing that he was only at the Golden Core stage, he might not be able to help much, Liao Yezhou felt annoyed in his heart, he let go of his hand helplessly, and said, "Okay, Master, what can I do?"

He Yan nodded, rummaged through the storage bag, swallowed a few pills and took them, only then did he feel a little bit of strength regained.

He fought with those demon cultivators for two full days.

Although the cultivation bases of those monster cultivators were not as good as my own, they cooperated extremely tacitly, and the strength they exerted was doubled. He Yan was bitten so badly that he killed a few of them, and he was the leader of the red one. The fur fox bit off one leg and one ear, and then dragged his blood-stained white fur to escape from the battlefield.

After that, he didn't dare to delay, he only hurriedly covered up the smell of blood on his body, and followed the token left on the apprentice non-stop to chase after him.

His lover's body was only at the golden core level, and it was like a fat and fat prey walking in the burial ground full of vicious monsters.

Although he knew that Liao Yezhou had been a Demon Lord, he must have his own way to save his life, but he still couldn't help worrying.

After all, he is just a little cultivator at the golden core stage, even if he has a backup, if he encounters a monster whose cultivation base is in the tribulation stage, he will be close to death.

The clothes were stained with too much blood and messy smell, so they must not be worn anymore. After He Yan recovered a little strength, he began to undress his clothes.

The big apprentice who had been staring at him closely for a while immediately came over.

He Yan: "..."

Liao Yezhou said worriedly: "Master, I will help you off."

He Yan kept moving his hands, and said calmly: "A cultivator, how could he be so delicate."

Liao Yezhou fell silent, raised his hand and lit another fire spirit stone, and the cave became warmer and warmer.

Without hesitation, He Yan took off the clothes in front of his apprentice, cast a magic spell, turned it into a ball of ashes and brushed it to the corner of the cave.

Liao Yezhou looked at the master's body, but he didn't feel any charming thoughts.

That body was thin, his skin color was a kind of dark white, the muscles on his body were very lightly curved, and his waist was so thin that he could hold it with one hand.

Although there were no visible scars on this body that did not match the master's cultivation level, Liao Yezhou knew that it was only on the surface.

External injuries are easy to heal, and can be healed by taking two pills, but internal injuries are not so easy to recover.

He lowered his eyes, looking at the two burning fire stones in front of him, his eyes were filled with orange flames.

He Yan waited for two days. Although the injuries on his body were still serious, he still had a lot of dreams in the night, and he didn't care about so much. He was going to swallow Wuxiang Hanluo, and get rid of the hidden demons first.

After wrestling with those demon cultivators, the hidden dangers of inner demons in his dantian suddenly began to expand for some reason, and there was a tendency to turn into inner demons. If he didn't do anything in the past, when the inner demons entered his body, would he be in a state of insanity? It's hard to say that Liao Yezhou was dragged out of the perilous Burial Ground under such circumstances.

This phaseless cold radish grows in the extremely cold place in the Northern Territory. It has been irrigated by the frost and snow for thousands of years. What is contained in its body is the purest ice aura. Because of its pure nature, it can wash away all the filth and impurities in the monk's body .

It is an ice spirit root, and there will be no difficulty in absorbing it, so swallowing it directly is the best effect, and there is no need to do more processing.

He Yan took it out of the jade box.

This Wuxiang Hanluo has a slender and soft plant shape, and its whole body is crystal clear and white. The slender leaves curl up slightly, and a half-open flower bud hangs from the top, exuding a faint cold fragrance, like a shy girl.

The moment He Yan took it out of the jade box, a gust of cold air escaped, and the two fire spirit stones with only a layer of burning skin made a "crack", the fire went out instantly, and the temperature in the cave also dropped. More than one layer.

He Yan used spiritual power to ignite the two fire spirit stones again, and the temperature in the cave recovered a little.

He finally strengthened the formation in one side of the cave, and used his spiritual power to mark out an area for his apprentice in the corner of the cave, saying: "My inner demon is about to enter the body, and now I have to devour Wuxiang Hanluo to get rid of it, you stay there , don’t come out under any circumstances.”

It was the first time for Liao Yezhou to hear him talk about his inner demons, and countless questions suddenly flooded his mind.

For example, when was the demon born, for what reason, how is the body now...

But the heart demon entering the body is extremely dangerous, this time is not the time to be entangled in these details, he took a deep breath, swallowed all the questions that rushed to his throat, and said: "Okay."

After He Yan made some preparations, he swallowed the Wuxiang Hanluo plant into his mouth.

It stands to reason that the inner demon has not yet formed, and the process of removing it should be smooth, but there is still an accident.

Seeing that figure fell to the ground, Liao Yezhou suddenly felt a strong sense of panic, his heart was throbbing in his chest as if about to burst, his eyes were bloodshot, and he walked out of the block and finished drawing, regardless of Master's instructions. Area.

After leaving that area, he discovered that the ice spiritual power in the cave had almost turned into substance, and the skin was scraped painfully like ice blades.

Although he is a water spirit root with the same origin as the ice spirit root, his cultivation base is not enough to bear it, and every step he moves is extremely difficult.

When Liao Yezhou, covered in frost, climbed up to his master, he saw his master lying sideways on the ground, frowning tightly, as if he was very uncomfortable.

But the strange thing is that the master has two fluffy white ears standing on his head.

Liao Yezhou: "..."

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