Supreme Immortal Demon

"Rendan boy, don't worry, I won't hurt you. It only takes three hours a day, no, two hours. It only takes two hours a day, and you can study it for me."

"I keep my word. As long as you agree to this, I will refine the best elixir and exchange it for you to be teleported to Tianchen Continent."

"Boy Rendan, I'm afraid you still don't know. Except for the Cannon Fodder Battalion, the five major forces in Bianhuang Blood Castle, each of the masterminds' Dao power cultivation is above the realm of the heavens."

"Two of them have even reached the sub-emperor level of the great masters of the heavens! Don't try to get away with it."

"Boy, how about it? Hey, why are you so stupid?"

Taoist Kongkong looked at the dazed young man, a trace of strangeness flashed deep in his eyes. From the first time he saw the boy until now, the most profound impression he had was that he was calm, unfazed, and at ease. It was amazing to see him in a boy who seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old.

Cannon fodder camp...

An unforgettable memory emerged in the depths of Luo Chuan's mind, the miserable and cold days, the ancient tower of ten thousand prisoners, the cannon fodder camp... three hundred brothers.

However, Luo Chuan quickly rejected that reverie.

No, they can't be here.

Back then, Wang Hu and the others promised to protect Bai Yiqing. Bai Yiqing was at the Tianxing Holy Sect in Tianchen Continent and was not here at the Wild Blood Castle. How could Wang Hu and the others appear here. Even if the brothers in the former cannon fodder camp regretted and did not protect Bai Yiqing, there is no reason to come here to occupy the land and become king.

It's just the same name.

Luo Chuan shook his head slightly to disperse the unrealistic thoughts.

Raising his head, Luo Chuan looked at Taoist Kongkong and smiled: "You have reminded me that your elixir is still in my hand. If you just take one out, it will definitely be enough for me to teleport to Tianchen Continent."

"What! The remaining elixirs of this Tao were also taken by you..." Taoist Kongkong had a complicated look on his face. His colleagues who were thankful that the elixirs did not fall into the hands of the demon monk were also secretly thinking about how to get the remaining elixirs back from Luo Chuan. That was the result of his hundreds of years of hard work.

The next moment, Luo Chuan was startled. Tianmen Dharma's thoughts penetrated into the South China Sea Immortal Gourd, and his expression became strange.

In the Xumi Mustard Seed world of Nanhai Xianhu, the Yulong lies between two peaks, with the hatch tightly closed.

Not far away, in the huge courtyard outside the main hall of Calabash Palace, sixteen mixed-blood unicorns lay horizontally. All of them puffed out their rounded bellies, sprayed alchemy energy from their mouths, and let out low growls from time to time.

White bats, stones, small spiders, including the plump Tai Sui that jumped out from nowhere. There was a commotion in the courtyard.

Bai Bat looked as excited as if he was drunk. Tai Sui had grown more than ten times in size, and his aura also increased more than ten times. His skin was white and his flesh was round, and his body was becoming more plump.

At the feet of these guys, there were pill gourds lying in a mess, all of which were rolled up by Luo Chuan from Taoist Kongkong's secret room. One is enough, and none is left behind.

The elixir gourd was originally stored in the storage ring by Luo Chuan, but they somehow got it and ate it all without missing a single drop!

The total price of these elixirs was much higher than what Luo Chuan had eaten.

"A bunch of damn little thieves!"

Luo Chuan was a little heartbroken, and his thoughts from Tianmen were directed at the "fatty" who was jumping around the little bat, not knowing how much fun he was having, and couldn't help but cursed: "This guy has no mouth!" "

Taoist Kongkong looked at Luo Chuan's face. Suddenly he felt panicked: "What? Nothing happened, right? Those pills..."

Hearing this, Luo Chuan glanced around and saw the four little white bats and Rou Pang jumping around alive. The sixteen mixed-blood unicorn was just full. Not only was it fine, but its aura was still rising. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's still there. OK. Nothing happened."

"That's good." Taoist Kongkong also breathed a sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other and smiled. After a moment, their expressions froze at the same time.

Just as Taoist Kongkong wanted to approach Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan stopped him: "Don't come here. Five steps!"

Taoist Kongkong's outstretched foot was hanging in the air, his face flushed, and he was in a dilemma.

"You little thief of human pills...what do you want?"

"First go to the market and find a place to make elixirs. You can make a pot of elixirs at will. High-grade elixirs. No, medium-to-high-grade elixirs are enough." Luo Chuan looked at Taoist Kong Kong who looked thoughtful, and then changed his voice and said, : "If you don't practice, your Tao will explode. Do what you say."

"You..." Taoist Kongkong stared at Luo Chuan, his face full of depression, but he couldn't find a place to vent his anger. He said bitterly for a while: "You have thought carefully, are you afraid that the best elixir will attract covetousness? That's all. , then go to Baiye Restaurant on Ruoshui Street."

"Why go there?" Luo Chuan asked.

"It is the largest underground trading place in the border area. People ignore each other and ignore each other. It is the most chaotic and safest place. At that time, the four giant forces fought openly and secretly to fight for the protection rights of Baiye Restaurant. For a time, Baiye Restaurant became The Four No matter Zone was gradually gaining momentum. The year when the Cannon Fodder Battalion was stationed at the Border Blood Castle, a fierce battle between the four major forces was in full swing. A surprise attack took place and they took the opportunity to seize the protection of the White Night Restaurant... What are you talking about? !" Taoist Kongkong snorted: "In short, you can buy alchemy materials at low prices, and of course, it is relatively safe. Hehe, Rendan boy, are you scared?"

"That cannon fodder camp sounds very powerful." Luo Chuan said lightly.

"Indeed, although there are no strong men in the All-Heaven realm in the cannon fodder camp, they have a lot to rely on, and they are all ruthless and ruthless. At first glance, they are people who have experienced hundreds of battles. If they had not experienced life and death tribulations time and time again, they would never How can you develop such magnanimity... Hey, Rendan boy! Why are you running so fast! The White Night Restaurant is only open at night!"

Taoist Kongkong looked at Luo Chuan's back and shouted angrily, his tone as angry as ever, but a cold light flashed deep in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing his lust.

…

Dusk faded and night fell.

Clusters of snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell from the sky, filling the void with turbulent currents, and the streets were filled with drifting snow and weak water.

Ruoshui Street is named after the water that cannot float or cross for three thousand miles. Every night, heavy snow will fall in Bianhuang Blood Castle, drifting only towards Ruoshui Street. It will not sink or melt, and will disperse overnight.

An old man and a young man, wearing linen robes, walked into the long Ruoshui Street.

The lights are dim and the shadows of candles are lingering.

The huge square area in Bianhuang is also lively at night, but not everywhere is bustling.

With the Baiye Restaurant in the center of Ruoshui Street as the center, crowds of people and firelight came from all directions. The restaurant was brightly lit like a white night, emitting blazing light, attracting border monks with different appearances and weird clothes, like insects. Ants fight fire.

"It's really lively. There are even Daoli realm monks."

Luo Chuan raised his head and glanced at the monks who were surrounded by red faces and excited faces.

"Not only that, even the masters of the third and fourth levels of Daolun often come here. The Daolun realm is considered to be the backbone of the Jiutian Realm. The third and fourth levels of Daolun are considered great masters and have the potential to impact the realm of the heavens. In In addition to the Cannon Fodder Battalion in Bianhuang Blood Castle, you can count the Daolun Fourth Level of the other major forces on one hand."

Taoist Kongkong smoothed his long beard with his hand, glanced at Luo Chuan, and frowned: "You are obviously at the second level of Guixu, but you want to pretend to be at the true elixir level. You are a little kid who puts on a cautious look all day long. It’s upsetting to watch.”

"Isn't it embarrassing for you, a mighty emperor-level expert, to pretend to be a stupid old man? Haha, you alone have disgraced all the faces of an emperor-level expert in the world." Luo Chuan sneered. .

"You... hum, Rendan boy, don't think that this grandmaster doesn't know that your real age is definitely more than twelve or thirteen years old. What kind of pills have you taken to become like this? Millennium Good Fortune Pill? Miao Chun Restoration Pill ? Or... Hey, wait!"

Taoist Kongkong took a step forward and caught up with Luo Chuan, and the two entered Baiye Restaurant one after another.

Wow!

The strong wind blew into the first floor of the restaurant, and the firelight swayed, reflecting on the faces of everyone on the first floor of the restaurant.

Luo Chuan looked around and saw that the restaurant looked like an average-sized restaurant from the outside, but it was as big as a palace inside.

The round wooden tables covered with ancient cypresses and blood were spread out one after another, and there were more than a thousand of them at a glance. Every round wooden table was filled with monks, drinking from large bowls, eating meat with large mouthfuls, embracing beauties, or crowding around. As for gambling, you can do anything.

The scantily clad maid shuttled between the round table and the monks like a butterfly. From time to time, the drunken monk would touch his thighs and buttocks and scream. Under the fragrance of wine and lights, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she wanted to refuse but welcomed her.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"Hahaha, good fight!"

"I bet on Shi Huang and win! Thirty Saint Yuan coins!"

"Oh? Then I'll bet Shi Huang to death! One hundred Saint Yuan coins! Do you dare to follow?"

Several round tables not far away had been overturned. The two monks were covered in blood. In the crowd of hundreds of demonic monks who were watching and cheering, they fought with each other, and their eyes were red.

"Boy Rendan, do you like this?" Taoist Kongkong smiled faintly, his eyes flashing with unpredictable brilliance, staring at Luo Chuan's back, as if looking at a prey that had fallen into a trap.

"It's okay." Luo Chuan opened his eyes, and there was a vague disappointment in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

The moment before entering Baiye Restaurant, deep in his heart, he still had a faint illusion and expectation about the three words "cannon fodder camp". But after entering the Baiye Restaurant, Luo Chuan discovered that there was no scent of Mo Luo's fairy smoke in the Baiye Restaurant.

The two walked into Baiye Restaurant and didn't attract much attention, except for the graceful and enchanting maid.

"You two are finally here. Are you going to sit in the lobby on the first floor or in the private seats upstairs? The private seats start from three hundred Saint Yuan coins." The maid blinked her big eyes and looked at Luo Chuan curiously.

Taoist Kong Kong finally moved his eyes away from the maid's plump and half-exposed breasts, coughed twice, and puffed out his chest: "Of course, there is a private seat! I also want some private goods."

"You two, please come upstairs." The maid suddenly became enthusiastic and hugged Luo Chuan's arm intimately, but her eyes quietly moved towards Taoist Kong Kong.

Taoist Kongkong stood behind Luo Chuan and made a quick gesture. A Qiankun money bag flashed from his sleeve and he retracted it in an instant.

The maid smiled slightly, nodded calmly, and looked at Luo Chuan from the corner of her eye, showing a hint of regret.