He picked it up, and a divine thought merged into it, and immediately a cloud of information was familiar to him.

"It's really a pill of slashing, it's just a pity, in today's world, this elixir is impossible to refine." Han Qing sighed regretfully.

However, there are only some regrets.

He has now embarked on the path of refining the Heart of the Five Elements Dao, and this path can also achieve slashing, so his thoughts about the Pill of Slaying are naturally much lighter.

But at this moment, Han Qing suddenly exclaimed.

He found that there was a hole in the Dan furnace held by the dry bones.

There were some remnants of ancient medicine residue in it, but there was no pill of slashing that had been refined at all.

Han Qing was originally a Dan Dao master, and he could tell from some traces that before this furnace, there should have been a finished pill.

But, where did Dan go?

Moreover, he came to the conclusion from the observation of the hole in the Dan furnace that this destruction came from within.

"Could it be that Dan has a spirit and ran away by himself?" Han Qing raised his eyebrows.

The elixir is inherently spiritual, but when spirituality reaches a certain level, it is like having life.

Han Qing thought about it and shifted his focus.

The ancient times were so far away from now, that elixir ran away on its own, and either it turned into dust on its own, or it was swallowed by something.

His eyes were fixed on the tree.

The calling he sensed came from it.

Han Qing stretched out his hand and pressed it on the cold trunk.

Suddenly, Han Qing's heart began to tremble, and the word "wood" on it flickered even more.

The big tree has long lost its vitality, but on it, there is a trace of residual divine thoughts from ancient times, as if bidding farewell to him.

Perhaps, in ancient times, this big tree and the wood creature imprinted by Han Qing's Asking Heart were the same level of life.

It's just that it's long gone.

Han Qing shook his head, Tian Qingshan and the others tried their best to come to this place, but there was only one tree and one bird, one dry bone and one broken furnace.

What a wasted effort.

Han Qing raised his head and looked at the huge bone-winged bird at the top of the tree, and was about to leave.

But at this moment, Han Qing's heart suddenly jumped, and he suddenly raised his head and stared at the big bird.

He felt that from its body, there was clearly a trace of energy, which merged into the tree under its claws.

Suddenly, Han Qing noticed that this lifeless tree had come to life in an instant.

Han Qing was shocked in his heart, and raised his hand to press on the trunk of the tree again.

Then, his eyes showed an incredible look.

The tree obviously didn't really come back to life, but it was an illusion because of the energy that the big bird had blended into.

However, Han Qing was not surprised by this, but because the energy that was integrated into the big tree was clearly the power of the elixir.

Han Qing stared at the broken pill furnace held by the dry bones, his eyes flickering.

Now there are only two possibilities.

First, it was this big bird that swallowed the pill.

Second, this big bird was originally transformed by the elixir.

Han Qing gasped, because with his judgment as a Dan Dao master, the second possibility was at least ninety percent of the time.

In such a long period of time, even if this big bird swallowed that pill, that pure medicinal power had already fused, and it was impossible for it to remain in its body forever.

Therefore, there is only the second possibility.

"This Dan has become a demon ......"

Han Qing took a deep breath and felt that he had understood something.

In his mind, he had even deduced the picture.

In ancient times, a Dan Dao power was alchemy under this big tree.

He exhausted his efforts and finally refined a divine pill, but he himself fell.

Year after year passed like this, this pill became a demon and turned into a golden bone-winged bird, perched

resting on this big tree.

This tree and a bird have experienced countless wind and rain.

During this period, this bone-winged bird, with itself as a totem, founded the Silent Spirit Ministry, and had a glorious era.

But gradually, the big tree it inhabits was cut off from life and completely destroyed.

The bone-winged bird did not want to accept this fact, and it used the power of the original elixir to constantly nourish the tree to maintain the illusion that it was still alive.

Thinking of this, Han Qing sighed and patted the big tree gently.

He knew that the aura of this bone-winged bird should not be so weak.

It is constantly using the origin power to maintain the illusion that this big tree is alive, but I am afraid that in a few years, it will be exhausted and die.

At that time, this big tree will also turn to ashes.

In other words, this bone-winged bird was waiting for that day to come.

"It's fate that I'm here, maybe I can do something." Han Qing muttered to himself.

At this moment, the seven spirit patterns of his Divine Soul Sea flickered at the same time, and the demon path spirit patterns were the most dazzling.

"I am a descendant of the heavens, and I have taken the road of demons to reincarnate in the world."

"I can give you the Demon Dao Mark, and from now on, you will be the true demon of heaven and earth, and you can become a demon body and a demon soul."

"Boom!"

Han Qing let out a low roar, and a drop of essence blood turned into a demonic spirit pattern mark and disappeared into this big tree.

He has the Demon Dao Spirit Pattern, that is, the Lord of the Demon Dao, he can kill the demon with this Demon Dao Spirit Pattern, and he can also seal the demon who has been recognized by him.

After the seal, Han Qing turned around and left.

But at that moment, the bone-winged bird suddenly roared.

As soon as Han Qing turned around, he saw that a phantom shadow suddenly separated from its body, which submerged into his chest.

Suddenly, he felt a tingling pain in his chest, and a golden winged bird's totem appeared.

Han Qing was stunned, he didn't expect that a small thing he did casually would be rewarded so much.

The metal of the five elements, that's it.

Moreover, it is still from the Silent Spirit Sacred Bird, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a creation.

At this time, the breath of this bone-winged bird became even weaker.

"Thank you." Han Qing spoke.

But at this moment, four figures appeared in the distance, hurrying towards this side.

Han Qing looked back and narrowed his gaze.

The first person is Tian Qingshan, who is dressed in gray, followed by the old monster with a phantom heart.

Behind were the two monks of King Li, each of whom was responsible for guarding a direction, and soon appeared in front of Han Qing.

As soon as the four of them arrived, their eyes were fixed on the dry bones under the big tree at the same time, and their eyes were burning one by one.

"Han Daoyou, your speed is really fast." Tian Qingshan spoke, but he didn't smile, and his eyes still flashed with a cold murderous intent.

The Phantom Heart Old Monster and King Li were very tacitly sealed Han Qing's retreat.