The white fox boy covered his eyes, and the picture was too 'cruel' to look at directly.

The little she-wolf saw the white-haired old man's sad and sad expression, and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

Humans are always on top.

Even when it comes to death, it is only the fear of death.

Never surrendered to the monsters.

But now, the white-haired old man was in tears, kowtowing to Zhao Feng and begging for mercy: "Don't, don't mess with me." I was wrong, Lord Demon Beast, no, let him pull it out, don't continue! I, my old body and bones, can't withstand the toss of your demon beasts like this! ”

"Are you really Jindan Period? Isn't it some kind of Qi training or some other period? ”

Zhao Feng thought that he could stimulate this old man's infinite talent.

Outcome...

A few demon beasts couldn't stand it, kowtowing and begging for mercy, without a trace of the dignity of a Jindan period monk.

"What Qi training? Do you mean Bigu? ”

The old man paused for a moment, blinking his eyes and asked.

"Do you know, how embarrassing are the thousands of Xiuzhen novels you are like now!" Zhao Feng glanced at the big-headed ape and motioned for him to continue.

The big-headed ape will serve Zhao Feng now!

Yes, it's a service, not because of Xue Teng's orders.

In the past, in Lingdemon Mountain, this rule, that code, even eating a meal of meat had to wait for the 'New Year'... (Don't ask me why the monster is celebrating the New Year...) ）

What now?

Not only can he vent his exuberant energy at will, but he can also eat fresh human flesh at once, and live a comfortable life.

The most important thing is that following Zhao Feng, all human beings have to kneel on him and beg for mercy.

I used to run away when I saw a human monk...

He was convinced, he felt that there was a gap between the IQ of the demon and the demon.

Follow Zhao Feng, it's always right!

"Don't, don't get it, I'm wrong, I'm sorry for those novels, I don't deserve to be a Jindan monk. But, but I'm too, and there's no way. The Dao system of ancient cultivation is basically extinct, and now only the way of demon cultivation is left, and I am also very helpless! ”

The bad old man, who was still unkempt, cried.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have let my precious apprentice come out to rob the Dao... If you don't rob the Dao, we won't have any food this year, and hundreds of people in my entire sect will be hungry. Woo woo, I, it's really not easy for me to be the sect master, woo woo~"

I don't know why, this old man actually cried like a child.

When Zhao Feng heard this, he immediately ordered the big-headed ape: "You stop first..."

"Me, can I stop when I'm done?"

The big-headed ape is very embarrassed, Zhao Feng is engaged in it every time, he is interested and asks him to stop, so that after a long time, he will have sequelae.

“... Anyway, it's already like this, so you go on, get it lightly, be gentle, respect the old and love the young, do you understand? Don't worry, look like a monkey! ”

Zhao Feng thought about it, he had already gone in, so it was over, after all, it was not bad.

But I still have to warn against the rise of this orangutan and spoil the old man.

"Well, I was like a monkey..."

The big-headed ape thought so, but Zhao Feng said that he would do it well.

"That's... I want to go on too..."

Just after Zhao Feng finished ordering the big-headed ape, the voice of the little she-wolf came.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng almost collapsed, looked at the she-wolf with a look of 'I didn't expect you to be such a wolf', and nodded hesitantly: "Just don't kill it." ”

The little she-wolf, who had received the order, jumped in front of the old man with joy, and raised her forelimbs to reveal her blade-like claws.

Scrub scrub, scrub scrub...

In a few moments, the white-haired old man was covered in claw marks, and he was so miserable that he almost cried.

"Damn, damn it, bastard bastard, scratch you, see if I don't scratch you to death!"

The little she-wolf's eyes were full of indignation. (Sorry, you're a wolf, not a cat, cats only scratch it, thank you~)

"Didn't this she-wolf take my old man for me and vent her frustration?"

Zhao Feng suddenly felt that this she-wolf was a little arrogant, if you are not satisfied, just say, if the conditions allow, he can still change it... He's a good guy after all!

Yes, of course!

As the big-headed ape exhaled heavily, the world calmed down, and the white-haired old man finally climbed up to the clouds and fainted completely.

It wasn't until dusk that the old man woke up.

"Come on, it's free!"

Zhao Feng 'intimately' handed the old man a cloth bag and said.

The white-haired and white-bearded old man sobbed as he took the cloth bag and wiped his tears and snot.

"You, how can you, how can you do this, woo woo, woo woo, I said no, don't!"

The white-haired old man, like a young girl who had just lost her virginity, cried.

"Well, don't be angry, I can't control this thing!"

Zhao Feng touched the old man's head with his tentacles, and said comfortingly while 'apologizing'.

"Woo, woo, woo, I, I'm chaste all my life..."

"Don't worry, he'll be in charge!"

Zhao Feng's tentacle pointed at the white fox boy and said.

The white fox boy looked at him in a daze, not knowing what Zhao Feng was talking about.

"Woooooo

"Don't cry, you said that you are a monk in the Jindan stage, how can you be so weak? Where's your magic weapon? Where's your artifact? What about your spells? Do you think you're worthy of your true element? ”

Zhao Feng was very curious, as soon as the Jindan monk in the novel came out, he was as strong as a dog, and the pig's feet were all open.

Why is this old man weak like this now?

"You, what do you think? The path of cultivating the truth has long been extinct, and I also accidentally obtained the inheritance of my predecessors, and I only stepped into the condensation period when I was 100 years old..."

"Oh, so you're the old man?"

Zhao Feng suddenly felt for a while, the feeling was not deliberately old for the sake of pretending to be immortal, the feeling was that he was already a hundred years old when he stepped into the threshold of cultivation.

"Then why are you so weak?"

"Woo, weak? I'll still have no problem dealing with you, if not..."

The white-haired old man looked at the big-headed ape who had taken away his chastity, and his eyes showed complicated feelings, and sure enough, the first time was unforgettable.

Even if you are an enlightened monk, you are not exempt from vulgarity.

"If I prosper, I will never be defeated by that guy!"

The white-haired old man defended unconvinced, and then sighed again: "It's a pity that a large number of true cultivation methods have been lost, and I only get the fur, most of which are half-understood things... And what I'm good at is forging treasures... But the craft requires a lot..."

"So that's the case, first, you are not good at learning, and second, you are poor, this is the root of your weakness?"

Zhao Feng suddenly realized that Jin Dan's weakness was not incomprehensible.

Based on this, it can be inferred that the monks of the Jindan period should be similar to the demon beasts at the demon level, and which is stronger or weaker may depend on the exercises and means.

Compared to the demon cultivators of the same level, it is still weaker...

After all, a demon cultivator of the same rank not only has a demon spirit treasure in his body, but also has a variety of means, which is no less than that of a cultivator.

And it can be demonized, which is equivalent to fighting with demon beasts, and overwhelming both cultivators and demon beasts.

In other words, demon cultivation is a combination of the two sides, a product of the development of the times.

When the white-haired old man heard this, his cheeks flushed, he was indeed quite poor.

I wiped my nose with a cloth bag, and then found a few hard things at the bottom of the cloth bag, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is this thing for?" ”

"Oh, that's it, it's the three-tailed wolf who defecated in the open a few days ago, and as a good young man who protects the environment, I had to shovel up her and put it here."

Zhao Feng looked like a shovel officer, and I also explained a little sadly.

Vomit~

The white-haired old man couldn't bear it anymore, so he hurriedly ran to the river and vomited.