Gou Cultivates Immortals In the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

  Chapter 69 Examination

  The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the huge snake corpse, coating the scales with a layer of golden luster.

  A metal combat boot stepped on the snake's head and stomped hard.

  The only remaining vertical pupil seemed to move, as if it was going to get up again in the next moment.

   "This bastard... is even scarier after death. Since ancient times, snakes have the longest nature. It's true!"

  Linghushan spat, and looked at Fang Xi again.

  According to the agreement, all the materials of this snake dragon belong to the other party.

  At this time, Fang Xi didn't care about the slightest demeanor, holding many buckets to collect the blood of snake dragons, while working, he kept muttering: "It's a loss..."

  Fang Xi looked at the blood spilled by the Snake Jiao on the previous battlefield, and felt a little pain in his flesh.

   This is the blood of a first-tier high-grade monster, and the opponent even has the blood of a dragon!

  Although the blood of Jiaolong is extremely thin, it cannot be refined.

   But if you give it to a talisman master like Chen Ping, the other party will probably be jealous!

  This is the spiritual material for making top-level talisman ink!

   Not only for talisman makers, but also for alchemists.

   "It's posted, it's posted..."

  First collect snake blood, then snake skin, snake meat...

   "The snake bones and teeth can be used to refine weapons, and they are the raw materials of high-grade magic weapons, and the snake scales can completely make high-grade spirit armor..."

  Fang Xi made a little calculation and felt a little dizzy.

  This snake demon, regardless of its rank or size, is the best he has ever encountered.

   Taken together, it is at least worth thousands of spirit stones!

  He cut open the belly of the snake, took out the gall, and searched carefully, then suddenly sighed.

   "Little friend, what are you looking for?"

  Linghushan came over with a curious expression on his face.

   "I've heard that snake dragons and others may conceive an inner alchemy in their bodies, but I didn't expect that..."

  Fang Xi looked at the **** hands and sighed.

  Actually, most of the monsters that can condense the inner alchemy are big monsters above the third rank. If they appear in Yue Kingdom, it will inevitably cause a bloodbath.

  In addition, only some second-order monsters with extraordinary talents can have the demon pill-this is also invaluable!

  Unfortunately, this snake dragon is only at the first level, and it has no inner alchemy.

  Fang Xi reckoned that with the bloodline talent of this snake dragon, if it was at the second level, it would surely give birth to a demon pill—but by then, it would be him who would run away, and he might not be able to run away yet!

  However, he was very satisfied.

   "I'm afraid my memory is wrong. This sect's secret record contains a lot of information about monsters and beasts. There has never been any talk of condensing inner alchemy..."

  Linghushan said with a smile.

  Since he got his revenge, the old man has let go of one thing on his mind and seems very relaxed.

   "Really? I wonder if I can take a look?"

  Fang Xi's eyes lit up.

  He has long been interested in the monsters of this world.

  Besides that, I want to look for other spiritual roots in Great Liang.

  After all, that demon tree is really evil, so it’s better not to use it as much as possible...

  …

   Define state boundaries.

   Huge boundary markers stand erect.

  On the wide official road, a figure suddenly appeared at some point.

  This person is about forty years old, with a bronze complexion, hands hanging down to his knees, looking from a distance, like a bronze statue.

  Before he came to the boundary marker, he felt a little emotional: "Dingzhou...haven't been here for ten years?"

   "Zhou Tong! I didn't expect you to come to this meeting."

  At the top of the boundary marker, there was a figure sitting at some point.

   This figure is an old man, wearing a dark warrior uniform, with deep wrinkles and age spots on his face, except for a pair of eyes that are shining brightly, giving people a bad feeling, like a big bat.

   "It turned out to be Senior Yan from Falcon Fist!" Zhou Tong took the lead in saluting with his hands clasped, "Did Senior also go with me to inspect that newcomer?"

"Yeah, a mere guru, I didn't need to do it myself, but it is said that the other party is so talented that he broke through before the age of thirty, and even has the skill of a hundred-mile flying sword. Look..." Old Yan sighed: "In the mountains and rivers, talented people come out from generation to generation!"

   Zhou Tong couldn't help sweating silently for the newcomer.

   Everyone is the master of the human body limit, it is a bit too much to blow it like that.

   No, the meeting specially sent me and Yan Lao to assess.

  Although they are all masters, their strengths and weaknesses are also very clear.

  For example, people with extraordinary talents like myself, and old people like Yan Lao.

  They are all martial saints of the Grand Master Association!

  Grandmasters will accommodate a large number of martial arts saints, contribute secret techniques to each other, and learn from each other's strengths to make up for their weaknesses. What they create is the best martial arts above the first-class!

  The two of them have practiced the best skills in the club, and even imitated the top secret techniques obtained by the 'demon'.

  In terms of strength, among all the martial saints in the world, they can all be ranked in the forefront!

  Going to assess newcomers this time also meant to show off their power.

   "Let's go, the old man really wants to see that little guy soon, and the old friend on Yuanhe Mountain..."

  Old Yan chuckled, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

  Zhou Tong gave a wry smile and had no choice but to follow.

  …

   Yuan Heshan.

  Lei Jifeng.

  Fang Xi returned to Yuanhe Mountain, and immediately asked for all the secret scrolls about demons, so he checked them carefully:

[Blood Hands in Shanyan City: In the twenty-seventh year of Emperor Muzong of Great Liang, a "blood hand demon" appeared in Shanyan City, which was highly contagious, and the symptoms of infection were that the hands turned red... Seven days later, all the red-handed people died of madness. Governance, eventually forming an absolute domain...]

  【Dream Demon in Wanghai City: In the sixth year of Emperor Yingzong of Great Liang, the residents of Wanghai City kept falling asleep and couldn't wake up...In the end, all the people in the city died in their sleep...】

[Pingnanzhou Sword Demon: In the thirteenth year of Emperor Xianzong of Great Chu, a blacksmith in Pingnan Prefecture forged a precious sword, cut the iron like mud, and then paid tribute to the palace layer by layer... The next year, Emperor Xianzong of Great Chu held this sword Killing the empress, prince, prince, and concubines fifty-three people... Da Chu's palace fell into the demon realm, and the foreign court tried its best to rescue it. The master suffered heavy casualties, and finally declared failure...]

  …

  The volumes of records about demons made Fang Xi's expression extremely solemn: "Compared with demons...the power of demons is even more terrifying, and even more weird and incomprehensible!"

  He read the last volume and found that there was also a record of the demon tree in Black Rock City.

   But other than that, none of the monsters are tree-shaped.

  ‘It seems that there is no other substitute. '

  Fang Xi felt very helpless.

  'And...the power of the demon really exploded, it is simply incomprehensible...For example, Da Chu, it seems to be the imperial court before the Great Liang, was destroyed because of a sword demon...'

  'With the power of the entire Great Chu court, even one demon cannot be dealt with... Fortunately, the number of demons is extremely rare, much less than that of demons, otherwise the human race in this world would not be able to survive at all...'

  Suddenly, he changed his expression and walked out of the room.

  Under the sky, a black shadow was coming across the mountains.

  He landed on the grass and trees in the forest, and with just a light touch, he could sweep eight feet across. From a distance, he looked like a big bat flying over.

   "Who is coming? Report your name!"

  Fang Xi stood with her hands behind her back, looked at the big bat, and said calmly.

   "Hey... the junior is rude, let the old man teach you well!"

  The big bat landed, revealing a silver-haired, deeply wrinkled old man, his hands shaped like a bird's beak, and suddenly came out!

   Chirp!

  His boxing skills are very weird, his shots are extremely quick, and he has the sound of birds chirping!

   "Look at the old man's Hundred Falcon Fist!"

  Terrifying truth gathered, condensed on the fingertips, and even faintly formed the shape of a flying falcon!

   "Well done!"

  Fang Xi sighed in admiration, and with a casual slap, the air flow in the void seemed to fall into his palm with this slap, forming a dam.

  Countless flying falcons crashed into the embankment, screamed piercingly, and finally disappeared without a trace...

   "I have some skills, come again!"

  The black shadow folded and came to Fang Xi's side, and the more ear-piercing chirping of falcons sounded.

   "Secret Technique: Falcons Crying Together!"

  In an instant, the old man's body swelled, as if turning into a demon with a hundred arms and a hundred hands, countless bird beaks emerged, and they all drilled towards Fang Xi!

   "Punch me!"

  Fang Xi looked solemn, suddenly shouted loudly, and punched out, like opening the sky:

   "Secret Technique: Hunyuan Wuji!"

   Bang Bang!

  Countless shadows of fists and fingers intertwined, overflowing with aura, fell on the ground of the white stone slab, forming small holes one by one.

  Finally, Fang Xi and the old man's fists collided, and they were evenly matched!

   "Good boy, old man Yan Falcon, I recognize you... ah!"

  When the old man saw this, his face was moved. He was just about to reveal his identity, but found that a golden streamer suddenly emerged from Fang Xi's cuff, and it rushed to his chest like a flash of lightning!

   Immediately a blood-red aura appeared in his chest for defense, but it had been consumed too much before, and now he was fighting Fang Xi, absorbing a lot of energy, this aura seemed very vain.

   With a slight resistance, it was torn apart by the golden streamer, and then the sword light flashed through the chest.

   "Poof!"

The old man took a few steps back and fell to the ground, looking at his bleeding chest, pointing at Fang Xi with trembling fingers: "You... young people don't talk about martial arts... they say they can use fists, how can they... use swords?! "

   "How can you be so particular about dealing with the enemy?"

  Fang Xi came to the old man, raised his fist and was about to smash it down.

  At this time, Linghushan shouted from a distance: "Old Yanzi is merciful, that's..."

Whizzing!

  Two figures entered the courtyard one after the other. It was Linghushan and another middle-aged man with bronze skin.

  Seeing this scene, Linghushan was fine, but Zhou Tong's eyes widened like a copper bell: "How could it be? Old Yan..."

  Although this Yan Falcon has a weird temper, he is a master who can be ranked in the top ten of the Grandmaster Association!

  How could he be defeated by a new grandmaster?

   "Oh, Lao Shan, who are these two?"

  Fang Xi already had guesses in her heart, but she still asked knowingly.

   "Haha...I'm here to introduce Brother Fang. These two are Yan Sun and Zhou Tong. They are both members of the Grand Master Association. They came to discuss with Brother Fang about joining the association."

  Linghushan rolled his eyes and said with a smile, not mentioning the assessment at all.

   "Oh, how do those two look at me, are they qualified?"

  Fang Xi looked down at Yan Falcon and asked with a smile.

   "Enough, of course qualified..."

  Zhou Tong glanced at Old Yan who was lying down, and answered quickly.

  (end of this chapter)