Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 974

"I wipe,"

The battle in the valley came and ended very quickly. In just a split second, there were only two half-dead ghost cultivators wailing in front of Liang Fan.

The other four ghost cultivators were all out of their wits, leaving no traces in the world.

Liang Fan discovered one thing. Ever since he came to Fengdu, Fan Denglong has become less and less careful with his strikes.

Although he knew the reason for his change of mood, Liang Fan still felt that it was too abrupt.

Fan Denglong ignored this guy, and directly cast the soul-reading technique on the two ghost cultivators. All the memories of the ghost cultivators were read by him, and beads of sweat the size of beans suddenly overflowed from his head. The combined age of the two ghost cultivators For more than a thousand years, I have never drank Mengpo soup, and the memory of my life is still there, and this huge amount of information is swarming.It's as if a low-end computer is suddenly connected to a Gigabit optical fiber, and the CD cannot be read at all.

"Are you okay?"

Liang Fan quickly asked, Fan Denglong must not have any accidents at this time.

Fan Denglong waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I was a little anxious just now."

He was indeed a little anxious just now, and read the memories of the two people directly. Fortunately, the real dragon seal has lived in his mind for a long time and helped to widen the sea of ​​consciousness, otherwise, just a moment ago would be enough to turn Fan Denglong into an idiot.

After finally recovering his strength, Fan Denglong started to digest the memory of the two ghost cultivators in his mind again.

From how they escaped in front of the Naihe Bridge, to how they joined Manjusri City and started to practice.The hardships in the middle process are not humane, the ghost cultivation area is a crueler society than the ordinary world, there is no intrigue, only all kinds of oppression.

The city lord regards ghost cultivators as worthless, and high-level ghost cultivators have never stopped oppressing low-level ghost cultivators.

Just like they came out to pick the soul-absorbing grass this time, although they were going to hand it over to the City Lord's Mansion, it was not beneficial at all.They are already considered relaxed now, but in the past few decades, before their cultivation level surpassed that of Nascent Soul, they had to go to the more dangerous demon cultivation channel to pick medicinal materials.

There are often demon cultivators there, and there are frequent battles between the two sides, causing countless casualties.

Only when the cultivation base is up, and some usefulness will be slowly filled into the city guards, only then will they be out of the ranks of cannon fodder.

Fan Denglong was taken aback by the words and deeds of the ghost cultivators. He took off the clothes of the two ghost cultivators and put them on again.Another soul-absorbing grass was devoured.

The soul-absorbing grass has the effect of gathering souls, and black air can also be condensed together.

The soul-absorbing grass has a special smell, and the entire ghost cultivation area has eaten the soul-absorbing grass, and if the defenders smell this smell when they enter the city, they will not bother too much.

However, the higher the cultivation base, the stronger the smell of the soul-absorbing grass, and only after waiting for the ghost general will the special refining method be used to wash away this smell.

"Holding the sun, this taste is really not for people to eat."

Liang Fan spit out a mouthful of saliva, with black juice and a strong fishy smell, compared with the ordinary Houttuynia cordata, he would cry.

The point is, this is eaten raw, and my stomach is starting to churn.

"It's not meant to be eaten by humans,"

Fan Denglong rolled his eyes, Fengdu Hell is for exclusive use, for ghosts to eat.

The soul-absorbing grass entered his throat, although it was bitter, Fan Denglong felt that his mental strength seemed to have increased a little, but fortunately, the soul-absorbing grass did not have much side effects.

Smelling the smell on his body, he said helplessly: "It's a bit weak, I have to swallow two more plants."

Liang Fan immediately turned bitter, "Oh my god, just kill me."

Even when he tasted the medicinal herbs with his master before he became the descendant of the immortal doctor, Liang Fan also admired Fan Denglong very much for being able to swallow it without changing his face.

"Do you seem stupid? The moment you swallow it, wrap it with aura, then separate it, and let it digest it in the shortest time, wouldn't it be enough?"

Liang Fan was taken aback for a moment, he really didn't expect to come here just now.

After devouring five soul-absorbing grasses in a row, Fan Denglong clapped his hands and said, "It's time to meet up with the big troops."

"Your name is Ah Liu, and you live in Tongfang, Beicheng."

"When you enter the city later, don't say much, I'll just say it."

Liang Fan pointed to his nose, and asked in astonishment, "What is it? Six?"

Fan Denglong rolled his eyes, "Be content, my name is Xiao Wu, and it's not a good name."

Although these people still maintain the memories of their previous lives, they have actually bid farewell to the past. In the ghost cultivation area, it is better to live than to die. The name is just a code name, just for the convenience of calling.

The remaining two ghost cultivators were also beaten to death by Fan Denglong. Liang Fan asked, "Shall we report the news to other herb collectors or go directly to the city?"

There were six people when they came out, but there were only two left when they went back. There must be a better reason.

"Not urgent,"

Fan Denglong chuckled, and led Liang Fan back outside Manjusri City, where the black cat was sleeping soundly.

"It's quite admirable to be able to sleep right under the eyes of the enemy."

Liang Fan laughed and joked that Fan Denglong poked the black cat twice, and the black cat jumped up as if its fur had exploded. It opened its mouth and was about to scream, but Fan Denglong covered it, "If you dare to scream, I will immediately Use you as a shield, believe it or not?"

Startled, the black cat hiccupped, and Van Den Loon put it down.

The black cat looked at Fan Denglong resentfully, as if he had been wronged a lot.

"Okay, don't pretend, there will be a task for you later, if you can do it well, then I will add chicken legs to you."

As soon as he heard the word "drumsticks", the black cat's eyes lit up, and the blue eyes seemed a little permeable.

"Food,"

Liang Fan gave a blunt evaluation.

"Come here, your mission is this later."

Fan Denglong hugged the black cat to his side and ordered in a low voice.

The black cat whimpered softly, as if very unwilling.

"Don't worry, I just asked you to perform a play. After the play is over, you will go to the city with us."

The black cat looked at Fan Denglong dubiously, as if considering whether Fan Denglong's words were true or false.

Fan Denlong said with a straight face: "When have I ever lied to you?"

Seeing his expression, the black cat nodded reluctantly.

The second monk Liang Fanzhang couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Fan Denglong's gourd.

Asked with his eyes, the latter just smiled hey, he didn't deserve a beating.

The two of them and the cat left the city of Manjushri, and walked a thousand miles before stopping. The black cat howled and grew in size by dozens of times.

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