Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Mo Fan waited for the wind all night, but it didn't come. Instead, he waited for a strange old man.

He seemed to have appeared next to Mo Fan out of thin air. His smooth head and special face shape made his entire head look like a big egg.

The strange old man had a pair of long and narrow eyebrows that almost reached his chest. The mustache under his nose was quite messy, as if it had not been trimmed for a long time. There were vaguely unknown objects stuck on it. He was wearing a gray and white robe with patches, and his whole body exuded a foul odor.

On the contrary, his cheeks were quite rosy and as tender as a baby's face.

"Who are you?!"

Mo Fan frowned and immediately stared at the old man.

Yun Rou quickly stepped back and looked at the old man in surprise, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"who am I?"

"I am just me, who else could it be?"

The strange old man curled his lips, then looked at Mo Fan seriously and asked, "Are you Laibao the Toad Monster?"

Mo Fan did not answer, but immediately activated the Green Eyes and Sharp Eyes supernatural power, trying to get a glimpse of the old man's information.

The old man's appearance was so sudden that Mo Fan didn't even notice him. It was as if he had always been standing next to Mo Fan, which made Mo Fan break out in a cold sweat.

The most important thing was that he could not feel the fluctuations of power in the old man's body, and could not tell the depth of his cultivation. This was what made Mo Fan most unsure.

However, soon his expression turned ugly.

"Boy, didn't your master teach you not to pry into other monsters' privacy?"

The strange old man tilted his head and looked at Mo Fan with a strange smile on his face.

Mo Fan took a deep breath. He had indeed not been able to get any information about this strange old man, but he had a rough guess in his mind. He immediately asked, "Excuse me, which demon realm are you from?"

"How did you know?"

The strange old man frowned, then looked at Yun Rou beside him and said with a curled lip, "Did Qing Lian tell you?"

"I don't even know who you are, how can I tell him?"

Yun Rou rolled her eyes. Although she felt that the strange old man was somewhat familiar, she did not have much impression of him.

"You have seen me. I once held you in my arms!"

"I didn't expect you to be this big in the blink of an eye. It's a pity for Qinglian, he had a chance to become an immortal!"

The strange old man sighed, as if thinking of some not-so-good past events. The smile on his face gradually faded. He looked at Mo Fan again and asked, "You haven't told me yet, how did you know that I was the Holy King?"

"Uh... I just said it casually. You were the one who told me that you were the Holy King."

Mo Fan spread his hands, and his words made the strange old man's face stiffen.

He was indeed just making a casual guess, because even if it was a great demon in the late ancestral realm, Mo Fan was confident that he could see through the other party's aura, but the old man in front of him was like an abyss, and there was no way to explore the bottom.

Now, in the entire Ten Thousand Mountains, there are only a few people whose depths Mo Fan cannot fathom, and the several great Demon Saint Kings are one of them!

"You little toad, how dare you cheat me?!"

The strange old man glared at Mo Fan angrily.

"Senior, are you going to fight me?!"

Mo Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, the aura of his ancestral realm emanating from his body, and a fighting spirit rose in his eyes.

Since breaking through the ancestral realm, he has not encountered any decent opponents. Even a great demon in the late ancestral realm like the Green Lion Demon Ancestor could not withstand his power.

At this moment, such an inexplicable Demon Saint King appeared, and he really wanted to fight him!

Of course, Mo Fan was still restrained because he knew very well how terrifying the power of a Demon Saint King was. If he angered the other party now, the entire Black Wind Mountain might be destroyed.

So he was just provoking the other party, wanting to provoke him to stay away from Black Wind Mountain with him, and then fight.

However, to Mo Fan's surprise, the strange old man waved his hands and said with a wry smile, "My friend, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that!

And what’s the good of fighting and killing?

Only by living in harmony can you live long enough! "

The strange old man's words left Mo Fan confused and Yun Rou speechless.

They have all seen the Demon Saint King. Which one of them is not extremely powerful, majestic and domineering?

But the person in front of me seems to be a little too cowardly...

"Who exactly is the senior?"

"Why are you here again?"

"If you want to avenge those evil monsters, then I will follow! If not, please give me an explanation!"

Mo Fan spoke in a deep voice. Since the other party didn't intend to take action, he didn't mind showing some strength.

"Why do you think about fighting and killing so much?"

The strange old man frowned slightly. Seeing Mo Fan staring at him without saying a word, he sighed and said with a depressed look: "Okay! What an impolite young man!"

"I'm here to look for my grandson. You should know who I am, right?"

Looking for grandson?

Mo Fan's face immediately darkened.

Is this humiliating yourself?

Instead, Yun Rou came to her senses and asked in surprise, "Are you the Xuanwu Saint King of Lingxi Gorge?"

"Hey! You are such a good girl!"

The strange old man smiled triumphantly, quickly cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and his slightly hunched back straightened up a lot, putting on the face of a master.

"I will never change my name or surname, it's Xuanming!

Of course, you can also call me the Xuanwu Holy King!"

The Holy King Xuanwu spoke seriously.

Mo Fan’s face twitched. After all this time, it turned out that this weird old man was humiliating him. The so-called grandson was that guy Xuan Pangpang!

After realizing this, Mo Fan immediately bowed respectfully to the Black Tortoise Saint King, "My dear boy Lai Bao, I am honored to meet the Black Tortoise Saint King!"

"It's boring. I wanted to keep a low profile, but I didn't expect you to see through me right from the start!"

The Holy King Xuanwu curled his lips, leaving Mo Fan and the other two monsters speechless.

"By the way, I picked up a blood food on the way here. After questioning, I found out that it escaped from you, so I'll give it back to you!"

After the Holy King Xuanwu finished speaking, he opened his mouth and a figure was spit out.

When Mo Fan saw this figure, he was immediately delighted.

This was a human cultivator with dark skin. He collapsed to the ground the moment he saw Mo Fan.

He was none other than the corpse Taoist who had escaped with great difficulty!

The Corpse Taoist’s cultivation was not weak, and his speed was not slow either, so after Mo Fan learned that he had escaped, he was too lazy to chase him.

But even the corpse Taoist himself did not expect that he would get lost after escaping from Black Wind Mountain...

He was originally brought directly to the Black Wind Mountain by Mo Fan, so he had no idea about the terrain of the Ten Thousand Mountains. In a panic, he flew directly to the depths of the Fengming Mountain Demon Realm.

He flew thousands of miles and thought he had finally escaped the clutches of the toad, but then he saw an old man flying straight towards him. He smiled and said, "My friend, I think you and I are destined to be together. Since you have lost your way, I will kindly help you find your way home."

Just like that, the corpse Taoist was swallowed up in one gulp. When he was released again, he found himself back in Black Wind Mountain. His strong heart was immediately shattered...

“You…you…!!”

The corpse Taoist finally looked at the Holy King Xuanwu, and in anger, he spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

"Aiya! My friend, it's just a piece of cake to send you back here. There's no need for you to be so excited!!"

"..."

Finally, the corpse Taoist fainted completely.

"This guy fainted from excitement. Carry him down and throw him directly to Xingfeng. By the way, say hello to the manager over there. From now on, all the dung-carrying work will be handed over to him to prevent him from getting too excited!"

Mo Fan sealed the golden elixir in the corpse Taoist's body with a slap, and at the same time planted spore toxins, which attracted the little demon to drag it away.

"My friend, you are such a good demon!"

"Oh, how do you say this?"

"Other monsters are eager to eat more blood, but you are different. Not only do you not eat them, but you also help them find the direction and future of life. Aren't you a good monster?"

"Senior, what you said makes a lot of sense. Since we are both enthusiastic demons, it is a pity that we met too late. How about we become sworn brothers?"

“Get lost!!”