Huang Shiren's eyes widened: "Master, master, you shouldn't be telling the truth, right? You, you must be joking." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yang Tianhong said: "Why should I joke with this kind of thing?"

He suddenly waved the steel knife in his hand and slashed at the corpse of Liao Yunguang lying on the ground, cutting one arm far away, and kept saying in his mouth: "A foundation building monk can't even refine a hundred drops of natal essence blood, what use do I want this corpse? Recently, I learned a secret method, as long as the monk's corpse is buried in the ground, and then sowing seeds such as ginseng, there is a high chance of harvesting spiritual fruits with great tonic effects. ”

Huang Shiren stretched out a vine at an extremely fast speed, picked up the severed arm, and then the whole body was crooked, and he fell on Liao Yunguang's mutilated corpse, protecting it, and wailing like a dead father: "This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! Master, you promised me last time, this thing ...... Oh! no, this dead man, this dead man is mine!

Yang Tianhong looked down at Huang Shiren, who was full of sorrow, but his two eyes were dripping and spinning, and said lightly: "Last time was last time, you can take the initiative to take out twenty drops of essence blood, this time I will reward you with an arm." As for the corpses...... I still say the same thing, without a hundred drops of essence blood, it is impossible to give it to you. ”

Although Huang Shiren was crying, his brain turned quickly: "A hundred drops of natal essence blood is too much." Even if I refine his whole body, there won't be so much. What's more, this benefit is not unique to me, I also have to take care of the other medicinal materials in the medicine garden, and I also have a certain degree of spiritual energy to maintain the medicine garden. A hundred drops is simply impossible. Most...... Twenty-one drops. ”

Hearing this, Yang Tianhong had a sarcastic smile on his face.

It was meant to be a deal.

He is well aware of Huang Shiren's indefatigable character. The reason why he took the initiative to hand over twenty drops of essence blood last time was this guy's disguised investment. Shen Changyou's corpse, Huang Shiren must have enjoyed eating it very much, he needed to continuously absorb more monks' spiritual energy, and he also wanted to make this kind of good thing long-lasting, so he took the initiative to offer those essence blood.

In fact, even if there was no essence blood, Yang Tianhong would still throw Liao Yunguang's body to Huang Shiren. There is no better way to destroy corpses and destroy traces, and you can also use the spiritual energy of the dead to expand the Treasure Spirit Medicine Garden. It's just that since the first time you got the benefits, the second time you will definitely get more. For a guy like Huang Shiren who is extremely cunning, treacherous, and has an iron rooster to the extreme, if he doesn't force it hard, he will never give in, let alone take the initiative to take out half of it from his pocket.

"Twenty-one drops of natal essence blood?

Yang Tianhong raised the steel knife in his hand again and said with a cruel smile: "One hundred drops, no discount." ”

Huang Shiren was obviously afraid that Liao Yunguang's body would be divided again, resulting in the loss of spiritual energy, so he hurriedly screamed: "Then I'll add a little more, twenty-two, twenty-two drops, so it's always okay, right?"

Yang Tianhong let out a muffled snort in his nostrils, and the steel knife in his hand fell heavily, but Huang Shiren desperately pushed the blade out, slashed on the rock next to him, and slashed out countless sparks.

"Thirty drops, that's the largest number I can come up with. ”

"Hmph, you're a guy who doesn't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. Ninety-five drops, otherwise there is no negotiation. ”

"Master, have mercy on me! Such a body is brought back, but in fact, there are not many mouthfuls of meat in my mouth. The entire medicine garden is so big, and the number of elixirs that need to be restored is so large, can you bear to watch me being tortured like this? How about thirty-three drops? It is really the limit. ”

"I see that your face has been ruddy lately, and your strength in your hands has increased a lot, and you can even push my knife away, so you should be full of nutrition. Hehe! Ninety-three drops of natal essence blood, I already take good care of you. ”

"I, I, where am I fat? You see my yellow and thin face, it can really be blown away by a gust of wind. Just now, master, you were dazzled and misunderstood, I really didn't push the knife in your hand, it was the master who couldn't stand firmly under your feet, so you slashed crookedly and hit the stone. How about thirty-five drops? Please, please, no more I really won't be able to do any good. The fat and everything have been refined into essence blood, and I can't even gnaw on the bones!"

After some bargaining, the final agreed amount of natal essence blood to be handed over was set at fifty drops.

Yang Tianhong let out a long breath. He felt that it was even more difficult to deal with Huang Shiren than to face the old monster. There are many ways to bridge the gap in strength. But this kind of simple competition of brain power and wisdom is simply exhausting. In the words of another world: in a fight with Huang Shiren, at least hundreds of millions of brain cells will be killed.

Looking at Huang Shiren, who had already firmly tied up Liao Yunguang's body and was dragging it hard, Yang Tianhong couldn't help but smile: "You wait first." ”

The excitement on Huang Shiren's face suddenly dissipated, showing a pitiful expression, and asked cautiously, "Master, what do you command?"

"Why are you so nervous? I'm not a flood beast!"

Yang Tianhong glanced at Huang Shiren angrily, turned around and walked towards the secret room, and said, "Follow me and take you to a place." ”

......

The battle for the mountain was extremely fierce.

The reason why Liao Yunguang stayed alone in the secret room was because he had absolute confidence in his opponent's soldiers and horses and the terrain of Luoping Mountain. The combat effectiveness of these robbers and bandits who were absorbed by the prince is actually not weak, and with the favorable terrain, it is enough to block tens of thousands of troops. What's more, the battalions of the Beijing Division Patrol Dispatched by Li Shaoming had already been corrupted, and if it weren't for the Xuanhuo Battalion being comprehensively rectified by Yang Tianhong in advance, I am afraid that the war would have been stalemate, and no one could have predicted the final result.

The soldiers and horses hidden in the mountains of the prince, in addition to Liao Yunguang, a monk, there are also two other deputy village masters with qi refining strength.

With the strong material foundation provided by the Meng family behind it, the Xuanhuo Battalion is well fed and equipped, and compared before and after, it is natural to be united in Yang Tianhong, the new battalion officer. Moreover, this young battalion officer is completely different from the previous generals who were captured and killed. Since the beginning of the war, he has always rushed to the front, shouting "Everyone rush with me" instead of "Brothers!"

The human heart is made of flesh.

In addition to being excited and moved, it is easy to have the idea of "death for the confidant".

Yang Tianhong used Taoism to blast open the gate of the village, and the officers and soldiers of the Xuanhuo Battalion rushed up. Although the training time was short, the officers and men were passionate about blood and dared to fight hard. After a slashing and slaughter, he suffered heavy casualties, but he also occupied the cottage and captured thousands of thieves.

It should be admitted that these thieves are indeed very good at building nests. Caves, streams, valleys...... All terrain was put to good use, especially the towers and wooden towers in dangerous locations, and only a few archers were needed to pose a threat to the attacking troops.

Walking through the pass strewn with corpses, an open valley suddenly came into view.

Huang Shiren didn't want to follow Yang Tianhong to inquire about the secret. Along the way, his eyes lingered over the corpses of the dead in battle. When he saw that several of them were particularly strong and had already died of the bandits, Huang Shiren couldn't help but squat down, quickly peeled off the clothes and armor on the deceased's body, and his two eyes released an incomparably greedy light, as if he saw the most precious treasure in the world, rubbing his white fingers back and forth on the surface of the cold corpse.

"Look at this fine skin, it's dark and rough, and the texture is superb. ”

"This guy is so fat, there must be a lot of fat on his belly. This strong body with a lot of strength must taste good, and I haven't eaten such good fat meat for a long time...... Well, you should cut a few more pieces, save them with a special spell, and save them for later to eat slowly. ”

"The shape of this dead man's ass is simply tempting. I can't help but drool. He should be buried in damp and soft soil, rotten naturally, and then fermented. The sticky putref is rich in nutrients and has a natural sake lees aroma. This kind of delicacy, even the Ginseng Immortal Fruit God who has ascended to the upper realm will probably want to come down and taste it. ”

The guy was muttering and babbling all the time. Yang Tianhong walked in front, listening to these extremely disgusting and even potentially mentally broken words in his ears, his face showed an extremely strange but somewhat helpless look.

The concept of "food" is understood differently among different ethnic groups. A large part of the reason why the demon race and humans are on the same page is that humans feed on the demon race. Vegetables, melons and fruits, chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep...... According to the classification, all plants and animals in the world are classified as demon tribes, so the cultivation behavior of human beings planting grains and grains is regarded by the demon tribe as the captivity of their people. The practice of human beings grazing cattle and sheep, raising chickens and ducks, and obtaining meat and poultry eggs is also considered by the demon clan to be a great shame for the tribe to be cruelly enslaved by humans. Over time, the demon clans who have attained enlightenment have also begun to follow the example of humans. They saw humans slaughtering cows, sheep and livestock to make delicious jerky, so they hunted humans and used the same curing methods to make ripe meat. Humans grow grains to make rice and steamed buns, and the demon clan also kills humans and buries them in the ground, so as to grow more plants of the same family.

There is also an even more creepy "imitation".

The demon clan has never been able to understand the practice of humans raising cattle and sheep and taking milk, as well as raising chickens and ducks and taking eggs. It is said that in ancient times, in order to retaliate, the demon clan once attacked human cities on a large scale and abducted women. The demons gathered these women to watch over them, allowing them to intercourse with human men and become pregnant. Then, the babies born, as well as the milk produced by pregnant women, all became the favorite nutrients of the nobles of the demon world.

An ancient demon king once said: "The most cruel and ferocious species in the world is human beings." It was they who first enslaved our people, who first raised and ate our children. We did this just to emulate revenge, but they called it cruel. Dare to ask the sky and the earth, this is simply reversing black and white, and the wicked bite back. Why can human beings freely eat the unhatched children of the chicken and duck tribes? Why can't we eat the babies just born to human women? But who can see the dire situation of my demon race, and who will punish heaven for the wanton acts of the human race?"

This kind of imitation and revenge has existed since ancient times, and thanks to the victory of the Terran monks in the great war and the absolute dominance, the wisdom of plants and animals in the world has been suppressed, and the human race has avoided annihilation.

After the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, there was a saying that the human race is the spirit of all things. To a large extent, this is the reason why the human ruling hierarchy has made this statement in order to make preying on other races logical. The writing of ancient times was engraved on rocks and tortoise shells, which has been left to this day, and has become an important basis for human beings to dominate the Three Realms. Yang Tianhong had seen several pieces of this ancient tortoise shell on Mingfeng Mountain, and this kind of thing had become an important basis for the human race to prove that it was the spirit of all things. Over time, there were a lot fewer rebuttals from the demon clan. By now, it has almost completely disappeared.

Many things in the world fade away with the passage of time. Just like the food dispute between the demon clan and the human race, if it weren't for the human monks who won the ancient war and killed a large number of spirit demon clans, then once the demon clan evolved spiritual intelligence under the leadership of these elites, and then spread the spiritual wisdom to a larger number of offspring through the method of bloodline continuation. Then, the race that dominates the Three Realms must be the demon race, not the human race.

It is said that every grain of rice in ancient times had the ability to think and speak. At that time, humans wanted to harvest corn in the fall, which often turned into a war with the demon clan. It was a real battlefield of flesh and blood, the ancestors of the human race used knives and guns to slash and kill the rice demon clan, and the grain ears and wheat grains that fell from the stalks and plants were the "corpses" of the demon clan. As long as a sufficient number of demon clans are killed in battle, the human tribes will be able to eat enough in the winter of that day, and the population will not be greatly reduced due to freezing and starvation.

The demon clan will also launch large-scale hunting activities against humans. They bring back the corpses of the humans they have killed, bury them in the soil and rot them, and then turn them into nutrients that can be eaten by the demons. In the year when the battle is abundant, the demon tribe will also give birth to more offspring, and at the same time, they will eat extremely fat.

It is hard for human beings living today to imagine that the ordinary act of reaching out to pick an apple from a tree was often the fuse that triggered large-scale battles between humans and demons in ancient times. At that time, wanting to eat apples was a luxury. First of all, you must have a strong and strong body, with a long knife and a giant axe sharpened to the sharpest in your hand, and then, with the idea of death, you will rush to the apple tree with a roar, pick up the knife and axe, and slash at the tree. Fruit trees weren't what they are today, dancing their branches and their roots burrowing out of the ground and rolling up their attackers' bodies. They don't give their babies to humans easily, i.e., ripe apples, but roar in fury and fight to the death against humans who want to pick the fruit.

A stranger bursts into your home with a knife and says he wants to take your child by name. What would you think when you encounter this kind of thing?

Is it to honestly offer the child's hands?

Or do you desperately raise your fist and slam it on the head of this babbling dog mongrel?

As long as you are not a crazy person who is deranged, you will not hesitate to choose the second option.

If the demon clan is placed on an equal footing with humans, then there is no doubt that the battle between the apple tree and the fruit picker stands on the moral high ground and belongs to the side of justice.

Humans have to eat after all. If you don't eat, you can only starve to death.

It was a terrible time of extreme darkness and also of obscurity. It is precisely because the elite of human monks saw this and spared no effort to kill the most intelligent representative group of the demon clan that the human race moved from the barbaric period to civilization. With the help of writing, a lot of wisdom and experience passed on orally can be passed on and preserved, and then the logical ideas that belong to human beings can be produced. On the other hand, the demon clan, due to the defeat in the war, all the leaders were killed, and the remnants left over from the survival were imprisoned by the human monks with special secret methods. Over time, they no longer have the ability to think actively, and the brain, an extremely important body organ, completely degenerates. Up to now, rice and wheat are just ordinary crops in the fields, and cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks also follow the owner's whip to plow the field honestly and lay eggs. Especially the dog in charge of the housekeeping, the owner occasionally throws a bone to it, this stupid and stupid animal, will even be happy all day, wagging its tail around the owner's feet, and rubbing the owner's thigh with its head in happiness.

The ancestors of the human race in ancient times probably would never have dreamed of the happy life of their descendants today. Rice and wheat no longer need to be exchanged for human life, as long as the seeds are sown in the ground on time and cultivated carefully, they can be harvested naturally in autumn. The ferocious cattle and sheep no longer have sharp claws and fangs, they have become docile, even if they reach out and grab the cow, milk, room force, milk, milk, this kind of obscene behavior, the cow will only look at you with affection, and then moan in great comfort.

There are also hens, in ancient times, if you wanted to get eggs, it was impossible not to kill a few people. At that time, the claws of the chicken clan were as sharp as swords, and the hard beak shell could peck through metal. They often hunt humans in teams, and it is not uncommon for roosters and hens to have a frenzied meal around the corpse of a dead human person, and the chickens like to run around with human intestines in their mouths, which is a real delicacy in their eyes, smooth and refreshing, and full of nutrition. If a human is lucky enough to steal an egg, it will inevitably attract a crazy attack from the entire Rooster tribe.

If the ancient human ancestors saw the scene of hens being kept in cages and captive today, honestly squatting in the nest every day to lay eggs, they would definitely burst into tears and cry.

Without the bravery and death of our ancestors, there would be no happy life for mankind today.

Yang Tianhong can understand Huang Shiren's extremely perverted actions towards the human dead. The sapient individuals in the demon clan are like this, but thousands of years have passed, and they only know that the dead of humans can be used as corpses, but they will never know that in the distant past, humans were once on the same level as themselves.