Time is a really amazing thing.

I usually don't notice it, but when I look back, it's been so many years.

For example, the current Xia Luo didn't realize that it had been more than 200 years since he planted the demon seed back then, and if no one even mentioned it, he had forgotten about the demon seed.

"Even if my cultivation method is weird, why does cultivating a blood man become like this?"

At this time, he was staring at the three extremely strange-looking flowers in the yard, and after looking at them for a while, he glanced at the spirit pigs raised in the pigsty.

This flower is called Xueman, a forbidden flower, which needs to be grown by absorbing the blood of spirit beasts or monks, and harvested during maturity, which can refine a great tonic that greatly replenishes qi and blood.

At the beginning, he planted this thing simply because raising a sword consumes qi and blood, so he planted this flower to refine the elixir that replenishes qi and blood.

But later, his swordsmanship was changed by him to use the power of the soul to raise the sword, and the flower lost its effect, and he didn't care much about it, and the result has been growing until now.

As for how you survived without bloodsucking......

This is probably because of the spirit pig in the pigsty next to it.

There is no problem with the spirit pig itself, after all, I want to eat meat, and I always feel at ease when I buy it outside, and I may not be poisoned or something, so I have always raised it myself and ate it myself.

The only problem is that if the spirit pig stands in one place and does not drive, it does not drive at all.

Originally, Xia Luo was busy all day and didn't pay much attention to it, but after suddenly discovering it, he didn't feel right.

Why doesn't this thing move the bullet?

It doesn't make sense.

When I looked down, I immediately saw the problem.

The blood man actually grew a long vine under the ground, and then pierced the soles of the spirit pig's feet, and kept sucking its blood.

This is the reason why Blood Man can survive for so long without Xia Luo for a long time.

However, according to his understanding, although this plant has an extremely long lifespan, it is not a particularly high-grade thing, so it will live for about three hundred years at most.

But how long has it been since I planted this thing?

A thousand years?

Two thousand years?

Does that make sense?

If it was just like this, he might be able to let go immediately, but the most important thing is that he can actually feel the power of the divine soul on this flower's body!

The soul thing, according to Xia Luo's research over the years, is used to send signals to the body, so that the body can act.

A flower can't even move, what's the use of asking for a soul?

Is it to control the growth of the body?

Xia Luo was a little stunned.

But that shouldn't be a big problem for him, right?

He decided to let it develop, anyway, the immortals he cultivated were the same as a fake, and he had seen a lot of outrageous things, so he naturally got used to it.

When it comes to flowers, he thinks of seeds, and when he talks about seeds, he thinks of the demon seed that was planted in the Xuantian Holy Land back then, and he doesn't know what the situation is now.

……

Ten years ago, it was among the three thousand mountains of the Xuantian Holy Land on the Western Continent.

A teenager fell to the ground, clutching his chest, and looked angrily at the three expressionless monks in front of him.

"Are they all the same door, are they going to kill me just because they didn't salute when they saw you?"

His name is Rong Zheng, and like most of the disciples here, he is from a small family, with a little talent, and he joined here in a young and frivolous manner.

Then I was immediately woken up by this cruel rule.

Here, you can completely see the epitome of this cruel cultivation realm.

He had only recently arrived, so he only had the third layer of the Qi Refining Period, and the people standing opposite him were a few who had been here for a while, all of whom were cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining.

There is a rule here, that is, if the cultivation is low, when the cultivation is high, you must make a great gift.

But he was dying of starvation at the time, and was preparing a little spirit rabbit, but he was bumped into these three guys, and before he could salute, he was found in trouble.

To see this is to put him to death.

Unexpectedly, the three monks in front of him all smiled when they heard his words.

"What more reason do we need to kill you? Can't it just be that I want to kill you? Hahaha. ”

The piercing laughter fell into Rong Zheng's ears, as if mocking his innocence.

When the taunt ended, it was a violent beating.

He seemed to have become a punching bag for the three monks to vent the pressure in their hearts, and every punch and kick controlled the release of spiritual power, but it was extremely hard, controlled to the extent that he could vent his breath without killing him immediately.

The whole process lasted more than an hour, and it was not until the three monks could not detect his breath at all.

The three monks all glanced at each other, and they all saw that they were satisfied with each other.

Not only do they not feel the slightest guilt about this matter, but they will even say that such a monk who does not know dignity and humility, even if he does not die now, will die in the future.

There was a sudden heavy rain in the sky, and among the three thousand mountains, the rain can be said to be rare in a century.

The rain washed away the blood stains on Rong Zheng's face a little, and the blood merged with the rain into the earth, slowly melting the layer of soil on the surface, revealing an extremely dilapidated puppet.

The blood slowly gathered on the puppet's body, so that the puppet actually began to emit a little light, and then the puppet shattered, and a small ball of light floated out of it.

This ball of light is extremely weird, it seems to have an entity, but it seems to have no entity, and it actually directly submerged into the position of the Rongzheng Dantian.

After a full day, Rong Zheng slowly opened his scarlet eyes, his eyes full of shock.

It may be that you are still alive, or you may be shocked that you have just had a dream.

After such an incident, now he only thinks of two words.

"Get stronger!"

In this cruel world, you can only have everything if you become stronger!

This is the most essential difference between the Demon Dao and the Righteous Dao, the righteous path of cultivating immortals is mainly for immortality, strength is secondary, the demon path is mainly for becoming stronger, following the law of the jungle, and immortality is secondary.

In his heart, he has recognized the Demon Dao!

At this time, a spirit beast comparable to the fifth layer of the Qi cultivation period slowly approached him, as if it smelled the blood from the wound on his body, and wanted to feast on the flesh of the monk.

But as soon as he came to Rong Zheng's side, he felt a huge pressure, and before it could react, Rong Zheng instantly jumped up, opened his big mouth, bit its neck tightly, and didn't let go no matter what.

This is a monk and a spirit beast fighting each other, it is completely two ferocious spirit beasts fighting!

A moment later, the scene was in shambles, and a spirit beast was lying on the ground, and next to him was a monk feasting.

The monk's eyes flashed with a faint red glow, but it was only fleeting, and it was not noticeable at all.

After eating the meat of this spirit beast, he swallowed the spirit beast's beast pill without hesitation and began to meditate and cultivate.

A few years later, he stumbled upon the three monks he had tried to kill.

At this time, the three monks became stronger and more arrogant.

When they saw Rong Zheng, their first reaction was a little shocked, and then they were full of banter, asking him how he survived.

Rong Zheng didn't want to deal with these people at all, and turned his head and wanted to leave, but the other party obviously didn't want to let him go, and kept making mockery and provocations, and finally wanted to attack him again to see if he could live this time.

Suddenly, a black flame burned in Rong Zheng's heart.

The flames completely consumed his mind and stripped him of the dominance of his body.

When he woke up again, there was no one around, only a pool of blood and three severed limbs.

It is not difficult to see from the expressions on their faces that they seem to have fallen into extreme fear before they die.

Looking at his bloodstained hands, he couldn't help but laugh.

Is this strength?

He actually relied on the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Period to instantly kill three cultivators whose cultivation was far above him.

I have to say that the inheritance of this Taiwu Demon Sect is indeed something.

To this day, Rong Zheng and the other six geniuses who had been promoted to the foundation building period stood under a huge statue like him, and in front of them, Kang Ming stood with his hands in his hands.

"From now on, you will officially become the inner disciple of the Xuantian Holy Land, this is your identity jade pendant, if you want to go out to practice, you can ask me to apply.

Those who break through to the Jindan stage within a hundred years can be promoted to core disciples, receive key training, and go out to practice once a year, so come on. ”

After everyone left, Rong Zheng turned his head to look at the big and somewhat outrageous holy place, and smiled extremely weirdly.

If Xia Luo knew about this, he would definitely say something.

"The demon seed has sprouted."