What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method.

Merit: 4.5.

"good."

Looking at the accumulated points, he was in a very good mood. Now that he had started to learn the Blood Fiend Shock Eye, he felt that it was necessary to upgrade this spell to a minor level.

To increase the power, it can also absorb more evil spirits.

This is also his main means of dealing with evil spirits.

During this period of time, he also observed the spell called Soul Refining from the small stone tablet given by the tiger demon.

Although there is no entry, it is already imprinted on the panel frame.

Of course, he was also wondering about the origin of this small stone slab. There was an incomprehensible inscription on it. It should not be a common object.

Never mind.

Improve the Blood Fiend Shock Eye.

Familiar feeling, familiar process, familiar changes.

A full 1.5 merits were consumed.

The Blood Fiend's Shocking Eyes were successfully promoted to the level of Xiaocheng.

Five hundred proficiency levels is already very high. After one and a half years of practice, the Blood Fiend Shock Eye has been improved to the level of minor success, which is really good. To be honest, this plug-in is indeed powerful enough.

Thinking about other Taoist friends, they all practice hard and hard in practicing spells, which requires time, patience and talent.

"I don't know when a spell will be upgraded to magical power."

He didn't know what supernatural powers looked like.

But very much looking forward to it.

He decided to throw all the remaining three points of merit to Demon Subduing Fist.

The Demon-Subduing Fist presented by the master, he felt more and more good. Whenever his level improved, his physical fitness would improve. In such a world, he not only had to deal with demons and evil spirits, but also living people.

Without a strong body to support you, even if you master all the techniques, you will still be easily stabbed to death.

This is his idea, and he doesn't care what others think.

promote.

Unexpectedly, by consuming a little merit, he would push the Demon Subduing Fist to perfection.

[Demon Subduing Fist (Complete 5/400)]

"When mastering an unfamiliar skill, the further you advance, the lower the difficulty becomes. This is my talent and my advantage."

Keep improving.

Spend some merit.

[Demon Subduing Fist (Perfection)]

[Return merit 0.2]

"So humane? Not even corrupt."

Seeing that there was a refund, this was beyond his expectation, but it was great. He had also thought about how to calculate the consumed merit points if he did not have much proficiency.

There is no need to worry now.

As the Subduing Demon Fist has completely reached perfection, the whole body seems to have an inexhaustible strength, and the muscles of the body are much stronger. When the sleeves are opened, the lines of the muscles are really beautiful.

Such strength combined with his cultivation at the third level of Qi refining is simply incredible.

The remaining merit is 1.2, which I will keep for now.

The perfect Demon Subduing Fist should have been promoted, but the points are not enough. It seems that if you want to advance, you may need to gather two points of merit.

He is not in a hurry now. The Demon Subduing Fist is the most important existence besides the Blood Fiend Shocking Eyes.

Advancement is overwhelming.

"Alas, the merit points are still too few. If I could have more, I wouldn't have such troubles."

The task of slaying demons and demons is still long.

You need to move forward slowly, step by step.

It was still early, so I took out the meat spirit incense to practice.

…

The next day, the warm morning sun enveloped this vibrant Changsheng Village.

Lin Fan walked around the village, looking here and there. The smiles on the faces of the villagers were very bright, and they also gave him a friendly smile when facing this strange Taoist priest.

Pass by the pig-killing shop.

The dark, strong man I met at the entrance of the village was holding a piece of deboned meat and skillfully picking the meat off the bones.

"Hello, donor."

Lin Fan walked to the stall with a smile.

Butcher Liu looked up, then continued to lower his head, picked up the knife on the side, and chopped hard at the hard pig bones with a ferocious expression.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Cut very hard.

"Damn, damn, hey hey hey..."

Butcher Liu acted as if he was insane, chopping bones just as he wanted them. What did he mean by showing such a scary expression and saying such terrifying words?

Cutting, cutting.

The knife in Butcher Liu's hand was cracked.

"Made." Butcher Liu threw the knife aside, his expression gloomy and ferocious, like a volcano that could erupt at any time, just as Butcher Liu continued to look for the knife.

"Use Pindao for this."

Butcher Liu looked up, and the person in front of him actually handed over the ax.

"You..." Butcher Liu and Lin Fan looked at each other without any fluctuations in their eyes. They didn't know what to say for a moment. Mad, I just acted like an idiot. Is this your reaction?

Ahem!

An old cough came.

Butcher Liu, who was originally ferocious and angry, seemed to change his face. His expression became very soft. He turned around quickly and helped an old woman walking from the house with a cane.

"Mom, please slow down." Butcher Liu moved gently, as if holding a newborn baby, giving all his tenderness to the other person.

Lin Fan, who was standing outside the stall, couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.

Filial piety comes first among all good deeds.

Unexpectedly, he had such a bad attitude at the entrance of the village, but he treated his own mother so tenderly.

As he thought, people should not just look at their faces.

There was a small chair next to the stall. Butcher Liu helped his mother onto the chair and let her bask in the sun. This was a favorite way for the elderly to rest.

Lin Fan found that the old woman's eyes were all white, and she couldn't see the eyeballs, so she probably couldn't see them anymore.

"Auntie, are you in good spirits?" Lin Fan greeted with a smile.

The old woman heard the stranger talking, waved her hands, opened her mouth slightly, revealing her broken tongue, and then hurriedly gestured to Liu the Butcher as if she had thought of something.

Liu the Butcher spoke softly, and after that, the old woman's emotions fluctuated greatly.

"Aba... Aba..."

The old woman kept waving her hands at Lin Fan. If she hadn't been slow, she would have been able to get up and push him away.

Liu the Butcher looked around and saw that some villagers had noticed this. He couldn't help but pick up the boning knife on the stall and looked at Lin Fan fiercely, "Go, get out of here, you scared my mother, I want you dead."

Facing such an irritable Liu the Butcher.

Lin Fan consciously retreated ten steps and stood silently in the distance watching.

Liu the Butcher soothed his mother's emotions.

At this time, Lin Fan saw the village doctor Fubao, jumping from a distance to the stall. The old woman seemed to know who was coming, and touched Fubao's head affectionately, and took out snacks similar to candy from her pocket.

Fubao seemed to be holding something in his hand. Looking closely, it seemed to be several long roots, which he handed to Butcher Liu in person.

Butcher Liu refused, but Fubao threw the roots to the stall and ran away in a hurry, still running towards Lin Fan.

When he just passed by.

Lin Fan spoke, "Little doctor, hello."

The bouncing Fubao stopped, raised his round head, and said dissatisfiedly: "You little Taoist priest, you are so rude. Fubao, I am not a little doctor, but a big doctor. Do you have any disease? If you are sick, Fubao can take a look. My medical skills are amazing."

Lin Fan smiled, bent down, and pinched Fubao's face, "What a cute little doctor, short and small, talking like an adult."

Fubao broke free, stepped back, put one hand on his waist, and pointed at Lin Fan with the other hand, "Wow, you little Taoist priest are so rude, Fubao will not play with you, I will go to find my friends."

After that, he walked with his two short legs, jumping happily towards a group of children in the distance.

The children saw Fubao running over and waved to welcome him one by one.

Lin Fan stood up straight and looked at him, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his expression froze.

He wanted to know something.

That is why the monsters are willing to stay in the village and help these villagers.

And why these villagers pretend to be like this, but are actually full of greed in their hearts.

He wants to pursue the truth of this world.

He wants to find out whether demons and evil spirits are the cause of the chaos in this world.

He once thought it was.

But gradually, he felt that things were not as simple as he thought.

The longer the road is, the more you see.

The originally fixed ideas gradually fragmented and needed to be disrupted and reorganized.

At night.

The village was very quiet and silent. Every family lit oil lamps and gathered together.

"How is the situation today?"

A villager with full energy looked at his youngest son who was wolfing down food.

"Dad, Er Gouzi deliberately broke his leg today. Fubao seemed to be struggling to treat him. It was not as easy as before."

"Oh."

The villager looked at his wife and smiled even more.

"Dad, when can we eat Fubao? I've never eaten it before. Does it taste really good?"

"Soon, soon. It tastes better than you can imagine."

"I'm really looking forward to it. Sometimes when I stay with Fubao and smell his fragrance, I can't help but drool."

The villagers and their wives are reminiscing about it.

It's as if they were recalling their childhood.