After going to the Wuzang Demon Realm, Sima Bingxin always felt that his fate with the demon clan was not shallow, but he really didn't expect it to be so heavy.

It was also when I came to the ancient hall of the flood desolation that I came into contact with a completely different ideological system, and the "different paths of demons" and "different paths of humans and beasts" taught by the Daomen in the past were all denounced as shit here, and they were all pretentious and self-righteous arguments of the human race.

The Great Sage Peng Demon King said: "The human race was created by my emperor, and later my emperor turned the beast clan into a demon and opened the wise man as a demon, which is why there is a demon and a beast, but in the final analysis, they are all one family, all of them are born with all spirits, where is the difference? ”

Against the veteran Wan Gu, a big man comparable to Daomen Tianzun, Sima Bingxin was not qualified to talk back at all, even if he had doubts, he could only raise his hand carefully, "Eh, but...... The human body veins and demon body bloodlines are fundamentally different, a set of exercises, demons can't practice together, how can this be the same?"

"Ignorance!" Peng Demon King said: "All spirits are born, divine talents, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, the son of a mouse can make holes, all talents are enough, as long as you listen to the voice of your own talent, go with the sky, self-training, and accumulate enough, you will naturally step on the heavenly level, what other exercises?"

"Huh?" Sima Bing was stunned, "But if the talent bloodline is not strong, no matter how much you hone it, you can't be strong, then what should I do?"

"That's providential, what's the problem?"

"No, teacher, although talent is talent, the mouse may not want to make a hole, it ...... He just wants Jackie Chan!"

Sima Bingxin said nervously: "If talent is everything, I don't want to be a mouse that makes holes, I want to swim, paint, play the piano, or...... I just want to bite the dragon to death, to be a sky swallower, then...... Isn't there hopeless?"

Hearing this, the Peng Demon King's eyes were clear, and Sima Bingxin felt cold, as if she had touched some unforgivable taboo, and for a moment, she almost felt that she was about to be devoured by the birdman opposite, and the strong cultivation of the sixfold zenith could not provide a sense of security, as if even if she landed in the eons, it was just a bite to eat on the other side.

After a long time, the Peng Demon King sneered, "Divine talent, destiny of heaven, where is there so much verbosity? Obedience to the destiny of heaven is the way to immortality, otherwise...... Early death and early transcendence is also a kind of honor bestowed by the upper clan on the lower clan. ”

Hearing this, what came to Sima Bing's mind was all the things that the Wuzang Demon Realm had experienced, at that time, because Wen Qu's illness and Wu Cangni were in the way, what he was thinking about was to complete Qionghua's entrustment, as well as to reduce the power of these heavenly ranks of the demon clan, and he had no time to pay attention to other external objects, so he only had a vague impression.

But at this moment, after listening to the words of the Peng Demon King, and thinking of those old things, the cruel relationship between the upper and lower clans in the demon world suddenly became concrete and clear in my mind, that is...... What a desperate form of life!

The strong are always strong, the weak are always weak, as long as there is a day of life, it is impossible to break free, the upper clan will always be arrogant, the weak will be a slave for a lifetime, even if they practice to the heavenly level, the demon venerable of the lower clan is still humble, because a little demon king of the upper clan, as long as he develops normally along the bloodline talent, it is only a matter of time before he surpasses the demon venerable of the lower clan, and it doesn't even take too much effort...... In such a world, no one even wants to talk about class monopoly, because it has long become an untouchable rule, and questioning is tantamount to rebellion!

“...... The princess, probably staying on the Terran side for a long time, was influenced by them and was taken crookedly. ”

The Peng Demon King spoke reluctantly, and Sima Bingxin could see that if his identity at the moment was not the Demon Emperor Princess, this teacher would not bother to discuss such a rebellious topic at all, and would directly slap himself flat.

"The human race is hypocritical, shouting against the sky at every turn, and who will win the sky...... Shouting as if an ant could also resist the sky and dream, but he shouted for eternity, and he was still in the Heavenly Dao? The blue sky above his head is against the blue sky, and a race can talk about it for eternity, and he is still happy to do it, and the human race is so shameless!"

Peng Demon King said: "My demon clan obeys the way of heaven and follows the sky, so that it can reproduce and survive, besides, the human race often questions my demon clan's rigid system and no competition, hahaha, it's really stupid...... The lower clan is weak, and although they can't get up no matter how hard they struggle, if the upper clan doesn't train hard and maintain their strength, they will fall behind in the competition at any time...... In the past 10,000 years, there have been fewer people who have been ranked among the top clans, but they have been wiped out because of their lack of strength? My demon clan has been competing for survival all the time, and has never been lazy, and the human race has turned a blind eye to this. ”

Sima Bingxin was speechless, looking at each other from the eyes of the human race and the demon race, it was really a different perspective, he really didn't think that the demon race would refute the accusations of the human race like this.

“...... Also, it is ridiculous for the human race to say that we only rely on blood talents, and the clan is rigid! The human race cultivates, what kind of wealth and law are we talking about, these things are not occupied by generations, and the strong are always strong? Those Tianzun in the fairy world, as well as the immortal venerable at the bottom, which one is not related to each other? If you tear open the network of relationships, you can see that they are all their own people, and the financial and legal land couples are all in the hands of the same group of people, and it doesn't matter, and they can't go to that level in the tenth lifetime, so they are not rigid?"

After the Peng Demon King finished speaking, one wing swept on the stone table, and the special bluestone that could withstand a powerful blow shattered in response, and Sima Bingxin was speechless.

...... I thought that class monopoly was the unique evil of the demon race, but after being accused by the demon race in this way, I found that in fact, the same problem was actually the same, how could the human race not be? Although the key to monopoly is not bloodline, the generation class that is difficult to break still exists, even if there is a difference in degree...... Fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, is it really meaningful?

...... Could it be said that as long as there is life, class monopoly will inevitably exist, and equality and respect are nothing but pipe dreams? What is the human race going against the sky? It has gone against the ages, and the result is no different from that of the demon race? At most, it is just a slogan that is cool.

Thinking of this, Sima Bingxin, who felt confused, had no intention of delving into the social structure of the demon race and the human race, and he was not a sociologist who cared about suffering, so it was better to focus on the improvement of personal strength.

But I don't want to, the Peng Demon King said it happily, maybe no one is usually qualified enough to listen to him talk like this, once he scolds him, he doesn't give up, grabs Sima Bingxin, and criticizes the human race in front of her, or Sima Bingxin kindly reminds him, Peng Demon King stopped talking, put on the dignity of the old sage, and taught Sima Bingxin to practice.

"Huh, do you want to eat gentian again?"

As soon as he saw the bag full of gentians, Sima Bingxin's expression immediately fell. The demon clan and the human race not only have different cultivation methods, but even the methods of opening and hanging are very different, in the past, in the Jade Void True Sect, the elite disciples were taking pills, but the demon clan did not have so many twists and turns, they directly swallowed the raw materials, and they were swallowed raw.

This has something to do with the traditions of the demon clan. Beasts fight, this is the attack of the minions, life and death are the victory or defeat, the winner devours the flesh and blood of the dead, even if it becomes a demon clan, these traditions are also preserved, what supplements to eat are swallowed raw, the effect is the best, and the nutrients will not be reduced because of cooking.

Sima Bingxin also knows this truth, but it is one thing to know, as a big living person, he really has to drink blood all day long, swallow organs and flesh raw, that is a real skill!

Moreover, it doesn't matter if you swallow a snake gall normally, all of what the Peng Demon King brought are gentians, the smallest of these gentians is bigger than a fist, some of them are similar to a sea bowl, those demon clans don't care, just one bite, and even roll up the wind, swallowing a bag in one breath is idle, where does Sima Bingxin have this ability?

If it is a weekday meal, the maid group can also consider her taste and cook it carefully by the cook, but the precious inner pills and organs involved in cultivation can definitely only be eaten alive, and there is no accommodation at all, Sima Bingxin can only endure the urge to regurgitate and eat those gentians.

"These gentians, taken from the Bosqu dragon, its whole body faintly emitted golden light, there are fleshy horns on the top of the head, walking like the wind, it is extremely difficult to catch, its gall is dark purple, after taking it immediately refreshed, strength can also be greatly increased......"

The Peng Demon King raised his head and said: "Princess, your strength has accumulated enough, but the blood of the Dharma Body is too poor, and you can't exert the power contained in your body, so you can only strengthen your bones and blood in an all-round way and reshape your foundation." ”

“...... I don't even know how I've accumulated enough...... Anyway, teacher, you can do whatever you say. ”

Erasing his mouth full of dragon blood, Sima Bingxin continued his daily cultivation course, and after devouring the gentian, he went to the beach with the Peng Demon King, wielding a giant sword more than two meters long, swarthy, and heavy enough to even be powerful, hitting the waves and exercising strength.

At first glance, it seems that what is practiced is only the strength of the whole body, but through this process, the qi and blood can travel all over the body, strengthen the root bones, and refine the Dharma body, so that it can withstand more power from the inner heaven and earth.

“...... It is a long road for ordinary demon clans to refine their bodies like this, even if they do not break the gold and steel, they also need other more efficient methods to accumulate strength, but you are different, princess, your accumulation has reached the level of eternity, but you can't bear it yourself, if it weren't for the seal imposed by our emperor for you, you would have exploded and died...... When your Dharma Body is strong enough to withstand your own strength, it is only a matter of time before you prove eternity. ”

Peng Demon King's encouragement did add to Sima Bingxin's motivation, although the eternal level was no bigger than the ants in the eyes of the Demon Emperor, but it was also the Great Sage level, as long as he ascended to the eternal realm, even if he was poured a lot of water, it was also a top-level combat power, and the capital of self-protection could be improved.

For the sake of his own situation and future, Sima Bingxin continued to practice, but he still didn't know how he had risen to this height, and he only heard that he had been poured all the way up, which was especially incomprehensible, why did the Demon Emperor spend a lot of effort, and would rather compromise his cultivation than pull himself up?

There are no answers to all these questions, I thought that this kind of life might last for a while, but unexpectedly, a few days after coming to the Honghuang Ancient Palace, a box found in the Demon Emperor's treasure house changed all this.