The hundred-year-old snake has not been transformed, and its body is 100 meters long!

With the same weight of meat, the spiritual power contained in the hundred-year-old snake is naturally not as much as that of Wong Tai Sin, but it is full of tens of thousands of catties of meat, which together is far more than the spiritual power of a hundred Wong Tai Sin!

Moreover, the snake meat of the hundred-year-old snake is strong and smooth, and even if it is grilled and eaten, the taste is extremely delicious.

Tens of thousands of catties of meat are enough for Meng Chuan and Da Tang to have a fat year.

This week, a person and a cat have to eat hundreds of catties of snake meat every day, but the snake meat in Ji Ding is still like a small mountain, and they are all frozen by the Earth Spirit Ice Spring, which does not affect the deliciousness of the snake meat at all.

The big orange was about to be fried, but as soon as he heard that Meng Chuan was going to swallow the next five catties of snake meat alone, he still staggered and sat up, waiting for the snake meat to come out, and he must not let Meng Chuan eat more than himself.

It's another five catties of snake meat, and Meng Chuan can't help but rest with such a meal.

He still eats the meat, but the aura in his abdomen is very inflated, so he needs to refine it for a while first, otherwise it will be too wasteful.

Meng Chuan sat cross-legged and refined the aura of the snake flesh in his abdomen, and when he refined the aura of the snake flesh in his abdomen, a layer of fine lines gradually formed on his body surface, almost exactly the same as that on the hundred-year-old snake.

Obviously, Meng Chuan absorbed and digested the mysterious power in the snake flesh together with the spiritual power.

Half an hour later, Meng Chuan opened his eyes, and the lines on his body lit up suddenly, and then disappeared completely.

Da Tang lay on his back on the bed, flicked his tail, and said, "You have understood the immortal power in the snake flesh?"

Meng Chuan nodded, stretched out his hand, on his palm, the previous lines appeared, so close and close, Meng Chuan found that this pattern was like a kind of scripture, but the text of the scripture was not any of the kind he had ever seen, so Meng Chuan couldn't understand the mystery.

The fact that the text of the scriptures alone can make people immortal is enough to show the wonder of this kind of scripture.

The power of the scriptures is all contained in the flesh and blood of the big snake, so the most valuable place of this hundred-year-old demon's body was actually obtained by Meng Chuan.

When Meng Chuan realized this, every time he ate snake meat, in addition to digesting the aura in the snake meat

, and the power of the scriptures in this snake flesh.

And now, Meng Chuan has finally engraved this scripture in his own flesh and blood.

Meng Chuan cut his palm with his fingernails, then threw the blood out of his hand and splashed it onto the sheets.

Immediately, Meng Chuan urged the scriptures, and the scripture lines at the wound appeared, and the few blood beads that had been separated from the body really flew back, and returned to Meng Chuan's body along the wound, and the wound quickly recovered as before.

"The recovery ability of the Demon Devourer is also amazing, but it is not so rebellious. What's more, even if I can recover the qi and blood that I have lost, then when I fight in the future, my endurance will be extremely terrifying!" Meng Chuan looked at his palm, which was already intact, and was amazed.

The orange cat said leisurely: "I haven't seen that scripture either, maybe it's a body refining scripture that has been circulated in Tibet, and it is also useful for you kid." Well, there are too many things in this world that make people sigh!"

Meng Chuan smiled and said, "What makes me sigh the most is my demon devouring body. Just by eating this snake demon, even the scriptures on its body can be used by me. ”

Big Orange gritted his teeth and said, "What is this? How can the magic power of the demon devouring body just enter the Tao by eating?"

"That is, because the grimace crab and ice phoenix you eat are all the thirteen unique flavors of the demon clan, which are outstanding for their majestic aura and delicious taste, and the cold in the body is average. ”

"If you eat a demon beast with a true attribute of yin, yours can even evolve your own blood and qi fire into ice flames. ”

"In the same way, if the power in the bloodlines of other demon beasts, you can refine it and turn it into your own use!"

"So, the Demon Devourer doesn't really have a so-called Dacheng. If you really want to say that it is Dacheng, it should be when you have eaten all the demon beasts and fused the blood of all races into your own body. ”

Big Orange's words made Meng Chuan speechless. Suddenly, Meng Chuan frowned and asked, "If that day really comes, will I still be a human being?"

Da Tangerine never expected Meng Chuan to ask this question, he was obviously stunned, then turned away, and muttered: "Is it human, what does it matter? As an orange cat all the time, isn't it still very happy every day?

As a result, every generation always thinks about the east and the west. ”

"Every generation?" Meng Chuan stood up suddenly, grabbed the back of the orange cat's collar, picked it up and said, "Big orange, are you talking about my father? By the way, you said that you have been with our family for generations, so you should always know about my parents, right? How did my father die, and who is my mother?"

In Meng Chuan's memory, his father wanted to be gentle and elegant, not to mention eating demons, even if he ate, he was mainly vegetarian.

It stands to reason that he should also be a demon devourer, and he has been inherited by his ancestors. But instead of taking the same path as himself, making himself stronger and stronger, he became a barefoot doctor and finally disappeared.

All of this must have been hidden back then.

And the person who knows all this can only be a big orange!

"I never remembered that I could ask you about my parents. Tell me, how did my dad die, who was my mom, and what happened to her and my dad before?"

Meng Chuan's successive questions seemed to make Da Tang a little angry.

"I don't know any of the questions you asked!" "Big Orange pulled Meng Chuan's hand, "Let go of this seat first!"

"I'll let go after you answer my question!" Meng Chuan frowned, "You have followed our family since my grandmother was alive, and it is impossible for you not to know about the affairs of my father's generation!"

"Why did I tell you if I knew!? If you don't let go of this seat, this seat will make you look good!" said Da Tangerine to Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan was just about to speak, but the big orange really wanted to take a bite in Meng Chuan's hand.

It stands to reason that Meng Chuan's hand can't be pierced even by a machine gun bullet, but Da Tang still easily bit Meng Chuan's hand.

Meng Chuan was in pain, let go of his hand, the big orange fell to the ground, and said so angrily for the first time: "What is the use of asking this seat these questions!? I will tell you everything I should tell you." If you shouldn't have told you, don't ask!"

After speaking, he trotted away, squeezed open Meng Chuan's door and got out.

"You fat cat!" Meng Chuan was angry, and he was even more convinced that Da Tang had something to hide from him!

His father really died, and who is his mother!?