Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

Heaven, material and earth treasures can be swallowed

In the eyes of the tall and thin Demon Bing and Song Wenxuan, who gradually turned from shock to numbness, Yan Chen slowly finished eating the two moonlight beads.

The moonlight pearl is the night pearl in the mortal world, nourished by the power of the moonlight, and there is not much spiritual power gathered in it.

To Yan Chen's body that was drying up, it was like walking in the desert for three days and three nights before finally drinking a drop of water.

After eating, he was even hungrier.

But after dawdling for such a long time, the patience of the magic soldier has obviously run out.

"Is it all right now?" The tall thin demon soldier clenched the chain in his hand and looked down at Yan Chen from a high position.

It looked like he was going to forcibly drag him away if he didn't stand up again.

Without saying a word, Yan Chen leaned on the wall and struggled to support himself under the gaze of the magic soldiers: "Let's go."

The Demon Soldier gave a noble and glamorous "Hum", and satisfactorily took the chain and led him out.

After walking out of the cell, the moment the magic soldier re-padlocked it, Yan Chen met the eyes of the cellmate opposite.

The cellmate looked at him with complicated eyes.

Yan Chen bent his lips and smiled at the other party, and the magic soldier pulled him away from Song Wenzheng's sight.

Song Wenxuan's gaze stayed for a long time in the dark cell opposite.

The smile of the white-haired monk before he left was clearly engraved in his mind for some reason.

After the monk has passed the bigu, he no longer needs to reincarnate the five grains like a mortal, and most of the clothes he wears are defensive magic weapons.

When refiners refine these magical weapons, they will engrave them with formations with different effects: waterproof, fireproof, lightning protection, lightning guiding...

These arrays can be superimposed.

The dust removal array can only be regarded as the most basic one.

The white-haired monk obviously had a dust-removing array engraved on his plain white clothes, and he was as clean as new.

It's just that, against the backdrop of the wide robe and wide sleeves.

His thin and protruding wrist bones, the bloodstains on his white hair and between his palms became even more dazzling.

From his appearance, he should be young.

I don't know how long the other party has been arrested... Song Wenxuan slowly closed his eyes, now he can't protect himself.

Or don't think about unnecessary things.

What's more, just now, the demon soldiers really indulged him to eat moonlight beads, and they didn't want to see him die...

Song Wenxuan couldn't help feeling: This kind of treatment is unprecedented in the devil world, right?

I don't know the identity of that monk.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Song Wenzhen would never have believed that someone could eat Moonlight Pearls raw, and even coveted the Binding Lock.

Could it be that the other party is not a human, but a transformed spirit beast...

Song Wenxuan is not the only one who thinks so.

After listening to the demon soldier's report, the demon venerable's first reaction was the same.

He raised his eyebrows with interest, and waved his hand to make the demon soldiers retreat, looking at Yan Chen who was sitting at the table not two meters away from him.

Yan Chen was also looking at him.

Mozun is a 27-year-old man with a pale complexion and a dark streak of blood between his eyebrows.

It is also a demon cultivator, his appearance is placed in the demon world, and he is definitely the biggest demon at first glance.

Mozun Fang walked in front of Yan Chen and heard him say, "Your Majesty suspects that I am a spirit beast?"

Mozun raised his eyebrows, not hiding anything: "So, are you?"

He looked Yan Chen up and down with a half-smile on his face, and the suspicion in his heart was even worse.

Just now he set up an enchantment, with the spirit binding locked in, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to hear the conversation between him and his subordinates.

Unless Yan Chen is a special spirit beast, born to ignore barriers.

Yan Chen shook her head: "I'm not."

With the enchantment and the spirit-binding lock, he really couldn't hear the two of them talking, but he was not blind.

In this world, there is another thing called lip language.

But Mozun obviously wouldn't believe his one-sided words. As soon as Yan Chen's voice fell, he saw the other party raise his hand and make a seal——

He is trying to arouse the contract circle.

Mozun is already in the mid-stage of fusion, if Yan Chen is really a spirit beast, he can indeed forcibly form a bond.

However... the contract magic circle only emerged, flickered in the air for a second, and then dimmed.

Mozun was a little disappointed.

But when he met Yan Chen's calm gaze, he smiled again: "I heard from my subordinates, you just ate two of my Moonlight Pearls?"

Mozun sat down in front of Yan Chen: "Eat raw spiritual treasures to continue my life... I don't know, but you righteous monks will also use such evil methods?"

"This method is very interesting, and it is somewhat similar to the exercise I practiced when I sat down and left to protect the law."

"Why don't you take it out, you and I can discuss it together?"

Talking about discussing, but in fact, Mozun almost engraved the word "covet" on his face.

Yan Chen calmly said, "You can't use it."

"Really? That's really a pity." The Demon Venerable chuckled, "I just don't know if I can't use it, or is Brother Yan deliberately hiding it?"

Yan Chen reiterated: "You can't use it."

With the demon's eyes gradually becoming more and more dangerous, he continued: "This is the last level of the secret technique, and it can only be used when the life energy of the practitioner of the secret technique is exhausted."

Yan Chen lowered his eyes and said calmly: "If ordinary people force it to run, they will lose their lifespan instead."

How can there be such a wicked way?Mozun didn't believe it.

He completely forgot that when he first captured Yan Chen, he also coveted the Heaven's Secret Art.

Also specially raised a group of people to learn.

The result is that all the demon cultivators who tried to cultivate the secret art of the sky, all retreated in realm, and were even chased and hacked by the sky thunder.

Since Mozun insisted, Yan Chen had no choice but to agree to pass on the Judgment to him.

The spirit-binding lock was taken off, and Yan Chen rubbed his wrist.

The Heavenly Mystery Technique is enough to defy the sky. Of course, this technique will not really be the "last layer" of the Heavenly Secret Technique.

It can't even be called a legal decision.

At most, it is a plug-in...

Yan Chen once gained the friendship of the Taotie clan in a certain world of cultivating immortals in the past.

The gluttonous stomachs are connected to an endless space.

This space can hold anything, but at the beginning, everything can only go in and out.

Everything swallowed will be turned into spiritual power.

This is also the most basic way of cultivation for gluttons.

Therefore, the newborn little Taotie, driven by instinct, tends to take everything around the place of birth into its mouth.

As their cultivation level rises, they can gradually open up an independent area in the space that has the same function as other space containers.

Although he was almost swallowed when he first met, Yan Chen was still very grateful for the same talent generously donated by the Taotie clan.

He once used this space to dominate a food-themed world... Ahem.

Now, this space has been turned out by him again.

Because he is bound to the soul, the space has been refined to a certain level before, so he doesn't have to worry about being dominated by hunger and losing his mind.

Go hungry at most.

But... starving is also hard.

Yan Chen passed the Jue to Mozun.

Afterwards, he took his time and watched the Mozun start to try to run the Jue on the spot.

Of course it is impossible for Yan Chen to really share the space with Mozun.

The "Fa Jue" taught to the Demon Lord was modified by him, and it is connected to the black mist in the endless space.

Who made the demon king undefended?

Once the Jue was activated, the black mist was like a beast in a deep sleep, awakened by the aroma of food, and stretched out its sharp claws.

Cold sweat dripped from Mozun's forehead.

After not holding on for long, he snorted and forcibly cut off the law.

Mozun opened his eyes abruptly.

With such a short effort, he lost half a year's lifespan!

This method is really evil!

Under Mozun's scrutinizing eyes, Yan Chen's face remained unchanged, and he stored all the spiritual power fed back by the black mist in the refined area.

Unfortunately, his cultivation base is not enough.Neither can swallow the Demon Lord in one gulp, nor can it be connected to the refined area—otherwise, the Demon Lord may notice the transfer of life essence.

The black mist is different, it is an existence that even his master can't change.

"Heavenly secret technique is really amazing!"

Mozun looked at Yan Chen bitterly, and finally spat out these words through his teeth.

Yan Chen looked as if he had expected it, and said calmly: "I said it a long time ago, it's you who don't believe it."

Mozun hehe sneered: "You are honest."

Mozun didn't want to say any more, no matter how Yan Chen's Tianji technique picks people, isn't it still used by him in the end?

He knocked on the table: "There are not enough spiritual fruits in the sect. There were too few heavenly spiritual fruits before. This time you find a piece of spiritual soil for this deity."

The tone was completely commanding, and Yan Chen remained motionless.

Mozun raised his eyebrows: "What? Don't want to count?"

After suffering for two years, Yan Chen has always been told to do whatever he wants, but now he is showing signs of rebellion, which really surprises him.

Yan Chen glanced at him, then sighed lightly: "Forget it."

"I'll count it one last time for you."

Demon Lord: "?"

Yan Chen: "You have held me captive to the Demon Realm for more than 80 years. Now that my lifespan is exhausted, even though I cannot leave my physical body, my mind and soul dissipate. This is a kind of relief."

If the magic soldier who brought him is still there, you will find how familiar these words are.

As for Mozun, it is not yet clear why.

As a Demon Lord, he has a deeper level of cultivation and a higher status than that tall and thin demon soldier, and at the same time, his heart is much harder than the opponent.

When Yan Chen's words fell into his ears, they were pure moaning for no reason.

So, Mozun looked at Yan Chen's hand seal, closed his eyes, and calculated for him as usual.

Even though Yan Chen's lips became paler, his breath became weaker, and he even lost two strands of hair.

But he was like this before.

Mozun waved the two white hairs into ashes and waited quietly.After a while, Yan Chen's gray eyelashes finally trembled twice.

I saw his body swaying, holding the edge of the table with one hand, he couldn't even open his eyes fully: "Taiyin Mountain..."

"Have……"

Taiyin Mountain?where is thatMozun tried to search for this place in his mind.

Yan Chen paused: "There is Spirit Tempering Soil."

Demon Lord: "!"

Spiritual treasures such as different fires and different soils are generally divided into four levels: heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow, and each level is divided into upper, middle, and lower levels.

Quenching spiritual soil is the low-grade spiritual soil of the earth.

It was not rare tens of thousands of years ago, but it is definitely hard to find now.

Mozun's throat rolled.

Taiyin Mountain, he was sure that he had never heard of it.The realm of comprehension is huge, and it is difficult to find someone to ask.

Mozun stared at Yan Chen intently, waiting for him to tell him more detailed information.

However, the white-haired monk seemed to finally be unable to hold back his drowsiness. He closed his eyes and quietly let go of his hand on the table.

His thin body shook like a falling leaf, and finally fell straight onto the table.

Mozun: "??"

Mozun sensed it, and the blood lines between his brows furrowed tightly: Yan Chen didn't act.

His breath is really dissipating.

Is this still available?

People can develop feelings after using an object for a long time.Yan Chen has been his tool man for so long, Mozun has long regarded him as a perpetual motion machine.

Without Yan Chen, where would he find so many resources in the future?

Without hesitation, Mozun grabbed Yan Chen's arm and galloped out carrying him.

But in an instant, he appeared outside the dungeon.

The previous tall and thin demon soldier stood outside the entrance. Seeing this situation, he immediately moved out of the way. There was also a female demon cultivator standing beside him.

The female demon cultivator glanced at the dying Yan Chen, she let out an "oops" in surprise, but she stuck herself up to the Demon Lord: "Your Majesty..."

"Go away!" Mozun slapped her away.

"Your Majesty..." Before the female demon soldier complained, the Demon Lord had already brought Yan Chen into the first cell at the entrance of the dungeon.

The spirit-binding lock was removed, and the person imprisoned in this cell opened his eyes in surprise.

Then it was stuffed with a ball of half-dead white... Oh, this is also an orthodox monk.

"Keep him." Demon Venerable ordered.

At the same time, several blood-red spiritual blades condensed behind him, and the spiritual blades were facing the bald monk in cassock.

This is a buddhist.

"Amitabha Buddha." Buddha Xiu put his palms together and said a few words before lifting Yan Chen up and sending spiritual power to him.

——The spiritual powers of righteous and demon monks repel each other. If the demon master sends spiritual power to Yan Chen, it will only speed up his death.

Foxiu put his hand on Yan Chen's back, surprised at the latter's bony body.

At the same time, I can't help but wonder: what is the identity of this person, why is the Demon Lord so anxious to save him?

Knowing in his heart that even if he asked, Mozun would not answer, Xuanwu didn't make a sound, but just recited scriptures in his mouth.

If it is said that monks of the righteous and demonic realms of the same level fight each other, they restrain each other and are evenly matched.

Then the Buddhist scriptures, for the demon cultivators, have a natural restraint effect.

Even if the realm is different, it is the same.

As for the effect, it depends on the degree of Buddha's comprehension of the scriptures and the purity and depth of the Buddha's mind.

Those who can be captured and imprisoned by the Demon Realm are naturally not ordinary people.

Xuanwu didn't read a few words, Mozun became very irritable.

The two blood-colored spiritual blades pierced towards Xuan Wu's neck, making a sound of metal collision, and then disappeared into the air.

Yan Chen regained consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, he just heard this "ding".

In the next second, Mozun pulled him behind him.

The pillar of mahogany in the cell gave off a cloud of mist, enveloping Buddha Cultivator.

This mist also seems to have the effect of isolating spiritual power.

In the fog of blood, Yan Chen could only see the golden-red light on the Buddha's cassock.

It wasn't until the spirit binding lock bound the opponent's body again that the blood mist dissipated, or in other words, it was taken back by Hongmu.

Yan Chen stared at the pillar of mahogany for two seconds.

"Go." Mozun pushed him out of the cell, turned his head and snorted coldly at Buddha Xiu, as if mocking the other party's overreach.

"Uh..." Yan Chen was carried back to the Demon Palace again.

The Demon Palace is very large, and there is not only one palace, but for some reason, this entire area is collectively called the Demon Palace.

The place where the Demon Lord lives is called the "Hall of Immortals and Demons".The entire Demon Sect was built around the Immortal Demon Palace.

The luxury of the Immortal Demon Palace can be imagined.

In the square in front of the hall there is a large spirit gathering array, in the room there is a small gathering spirit array, moonlight beads are used for lighting, spirit fruits are placed on the table, spirit jade is used for the tea set, and the tea for drinking is also...

"Go on, where is Taiyin Mountain?"

Back in the Immortal Demon Palace, Mozun pushed Yan Chen to sit down at the table, and couldn't wait to ask questions.

Yan Chen calmly said: "I haven't finished the calculation yet, let me..." He raised his hand and was about to close his eyes.

"Wait." Mozun frowned.

Seeing that Yan Chen's expression was still calm, he suppressed the impatience in his heart: "Are you really at the end of your lifespan?"

Yan Chen: "Does the lord believe it?"

Mozun: "Maybe the magic trick just now allows you to continue using the secret technique?"

Yan Chen: "Your Majesty will let me practice?"

Mozun raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it enough to eat Lingbao?"

Yan Chen lowered his eyes and said, "Eating spirit treasures is only an expedient measure. If we only rely on this to replenish our spiritual power, the consumption of the heavenly secret technique may not be able to sustain the consumption of my lord."

"The deity asks you, is it more valuable to eat the spirit treasure for you, or is it better that you can find it for the deity?"

"Honorable Lord is too underestimating the secret technique."

The Mozun laughed, he could exchange a low-level spirit treasure for a higher-level one, so why not do it!

Without hesitation, he pushed the spiritual fruit on the table in front of Yan Chen: "Eat."

Yan Chen looked at him for a moment, picked up the spiritual fruit with downcast eyes, and ate it leisurely, looking very reluctant.

Sure enough, after eating one, he stopped.

Mozun raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a few spiritual fruits from the storage ring, and put them on the fruit plate: "Eat them all."

Yan Chen had no choice but to continue eating.

Seeing that he ate half of it, Mozun thought for a while, and felt that it was indeed a bit extravagant to accumulate spiritual power just by feeding him spiritual treasures.

He said: "In the future, you don't need to wear the spirit-binding lock anymore, just live in the Immortal Demon Palace and practice hard."

"I will make people follow you, don't play tricks and try to escape."

"Yeah." Yan Chen responded indifferently.

He was eating the last spiritual fruit, Mozun waited eagerly, waiting for him to tell him the exact location of Taiyin Mountain.

But he swallowed the last bite and picked up the plate containing the spiritual fruit.

Under Mozun's shocked gaze, Yan Chen raised the plate to his mouth, and gnawed it like eating a cake.

Mozun: "..."? ?

Although I heard from the magic soldier about the glorious deeds of Yan Chensheng chewing on the moonlight pearl, but...

Facing the Demon Lord this time, it was somewhat shocking.

But why hasn't Mozun seen any storms?

He didn't ask Yan Chen if he was crazy like the magic soldier did, but instead calmly accepted Yan Chen's cake... no, he finished eating the plate.

However, Yan Chen still didn't stop.

He glanced up at Mozun, pointed to the teapot on the table and asked, "Do you want to eat this too?"

After all, he said it himself, and he ate it all.

Mozun: "..." Huh? ?

Before Mozun could react, Yan Chen seemed to take his silence as an acquiescence.

He picked up the teapot and drank the tea in it.

Part of the abundant spiritual energy dissipated into the air.

After Yan Chen finished drinking the tea, he clicked again and picked up the teapot.

Demon Venerable: "..."

When Yan Chen reached for the teacup, he finally came back to his senses and said with difficulty: "Is your spiritual power not enough?"

Yan Chen stopped and felt it: "It should be enough."

Then you still eat!This tea set is made of top-grade Lingyu!Mozun's heart seemed to be bleeding.

Before he could get angry, Yan Chen closed his eyes with a calm expression, made a seal with his hands, and began to perform the secret art.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

Mozun: "How?"

Yan Chen mentioned a series of landmarks to point to.

The cultivation world is very large, probably with tens of billions of people, but it is still sparsely populated. Fortunately, monks also like to drill everywhere.

Every other area, there will be some iconic mountains, places of experience, sects, etc., which can be used as landmarks.

Mozun wrote down the address, stuffed Yan Chen with a few spiritual fruits, and then found a maid and asked her to take Yan Chen to find a room to live in.

He himself, of course, ordered his subordinates to find the Tempering Spirit Soil in Taiyin Mountain.

The maid is also a demon cultivator, but only in the foundation building period.

She led Yan Chen to choose a room, but ignored him, just stood outside the door and guarded.

But after a while, Yan Chen ushered in the person who supervised him again, this time it was a Jindan stage demon cultivator.

According to the maid's address, the other party is a disciple of an elder of the Demon Sect.

Although he was at the same level as Yan Chen, in their eyes, Yan Chen was already at the end of his strength.

Sending a disciple of the golden core stage to supervise is flattering him.

The male disciple was very rude to Yan Chen, and as soon as he entered the door, he sat down cross-legged on the bed carelessly.

——The bed in the Immortal Demon Palace is naturally very beneficial to cultivation, even he doesn't have one.

"The lord ordered me to supervise you to practice hard, hurry up, don't be too careful."

Yan Chen glanced at him: "Oh."

Seeing his soft bun, saying what he said, the male disciple smiled with satisfaction: "You are wise."

As he said that, he spread a barrier for himself, closed his eyes, and planned to practice hard on this cold jade bed.

Fearing that Yan Chen would run away, in order to listen to his movements at all times, he did not block the sounds from the outside world.

So, as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard a creaking sound coming from his ear.

Male disciple: "??"

He frowned and opened his eyes, only to see that the white-haired monk who was sitting at the table just now walked to the corner of the room at some point.

Tall and long pillars stand in the corner of the house, with a hollow design, and the moonlight beads inside have been pulled out.

Yan Chen held one in his left hand, gnawed on it, walked to the other corner of the room, stretched out his right hand——

"Stop!!" The male disciple said angrily, "Are you crazy? What are you doing?!"

He didn't know Yan Chen's identity, and he didn't dare to do anything to Yan Chen. He just got up and came to Yan Chen in an instant, and snatched back the Yuehua Orb he just took out.

Moonlight Pearl, it is different from Moonlight Pearl.

You can tell from the name, if you say that you can get one Moonlight Pearl if you keep it for a hundred years, but you have to keep it for a thousand years to get such a Moonlight Pearl!

It's over, it's over, this kid is crazy, he won't implicate himself, right?

The male disciple was mingled with anger and panic in his heart, looking at Yan Chen's hand, there was still a small half of the Yuehua Pearl left, and he didn't want to grab it, and it wouldn't matter if he didn't grab it.

In the end he hesitated back and forth, he could only look at Yan Chen, and swallowed it slowly.

Even hiccups.

The male disciple was filled with grief and wanted to cry, "This is what you eat, no wonder I..."

If he had known this, he should have taken a jade slip to record the other party's crimes.

Well now, dead no telling...

Yan Chen glanced at him: "Didn't your lord tell you?"

"This is my way of cultivation."

Male disciple: "??"

"Really?" He looked at Yan Chen suspiciously: "Then tell me, what does the Moonlight Pearl smell like?"

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!