"The body of the evil god..."Lin Xiaoyao naturally heard this whisper that seemed to come from ancient times.

The blood qi that filled the entire heaven and earth suddenly surged, and then condensed into a phantom figure dressed in a tattered black robe.

Lin Xiaoyao took a step back, forcibly calmed down, and then tentatively spoke:

"Could it be that you are... Demon? ”

"Don't dare. The old decay is nothing more than a slave of the evil god. ”

"Where is this?"

"A small world opened up by the evil god back then."

"One thought can open the sky, can the Xuan Man really be so powerful?"

"Yes."

Looking at the phantom in front of him who seemed to be very talkative, Lin Xiaoyao continued to ask:

"Then why did my predecessor bring me here? What about the evil god body that the predecessor just said? And what are all those things on top of the towers here? It looks like it's amazing......"

The black-robed phantom in front of him fell into a long silence.

"According to the rules, I can only answer your three questions for free, and you've already used up three chances." The phantom replied lightly.

"Old ghost! Do you play me? Didn't you say this rule earlier? Lin Xiaoyao, who lived for a few days, perfectly showed what it means: people are about to die, and the world is invincible.

And the black-robed old ghost was not angry, but just stretched out his right hand, which was as slender and dry as a dead branch, and kept rubbing his thumb and index finger and middle finger.

"Boy, an old man of the old man once said: The first law of cultivating the Xuan Realm is equivalent exchange."

Looking at the old guy in front of him, who didn't know how to exist for tens of thousands of years, actually made such a philistine gesture, Lin Xiaoyao was stunned, from the fall of the gods in ancient times to the present, this habit of doing things for benefits has not changed at all!

"The cultivation of the Xuan Realm is coming to an end..."

Lin Xiaoyao touched the bag containing Xuanjing on his waist distressedly, over the years, Lin Xiaoyao had saved a total of three medium-grade Xuanjing by saving money.

The grades of Xuanjing are divided into: lower grade, medium grade, high grade, and best grade. The exchange ratio is one to ten thousand. A piece of medium-grade Xuanjing can be exchanged for 10,000 pieces of lower-grade Xuanjing, and you can also buy a cave treasure land with three entrances and three exits, north-south transparency, rich aura, and birdsong and flowers near Cangyun Sect.

Lin Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and took out a medium-grade Xuanjing.

"How many questions is there about the value of this excellent medium-grade Xuanjing?"

The black-robed phantom was silent, just hooked his finger towards Lin Xiaoyao.

Lin Xiaoyao was also a ghost, and threw the Xuanjing in his hand over.

After the black-robed phantom took the crystal, he said lightly:

"One."

After saying that, the two people in this small world fell into an eerie silence again.

After a long silence, Lin Xiaoyao asked with some trembling, "Should there be a charge for the question just now?" ”

The black-robed old ghost was silent...

Lin Xiaoyao was furious in an instant!

I deceived myself with just two words, and I deceived myself with a whole 10,000 Pinxuanjing!

O profiteers!

Are the people of the evil gods so fond of bullying honest people?

Lin Xiaoyao suppressed the anger in his heart, he was able not to take this old ghost in his eyes before, it was because he was a dying person, and he had no desire and no one was afraid.

But now, since there is hope that the problem of the ancestral dragon's luck will be solved, it is natural to restrain a little and treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Lin Xiaoyao is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but Lin Xiaoyao is not a ruthless person who cares about it.

Now his own Cangyun Sect is worried about internal and external troubles, and his father was also seriously injured in the battle with the Canglan royal family back then, and his body is known as the incurable [Netherworld Cold Poison].

Lin Qingcang, who has cold poison in his body, not only has to spend most of his Xuan energy every day to resist the erosion of the Netherworld Cold Poison, but also has to endure the bone-eroding pain caused by the cold poison all the time.

And Lin Xiaoyao's mother, Jin Yunrou, frequently used essence blood to renew Lin Xiaoyao's life when Lin Xiaoyao was in a coma, resulting in Jin Yunrou's qi and blood foundation being damaged, and her longevity was also drastically reduced.

His ancestral dragon luck was robbed, his father was cold and poisonous, his mother's longevity was now damaged, and Cangyun Sect was also suffering from internal and external troubles. The culprit who caused all this suffering was naturally the first master of the Canglan Empire who led 100,000 Canglan Iron Dragon Riders ten years ago, attacked the Cangyun Sect, and forcibly seized Lin Xiaoyao's ancestral dragon luck, known as the [Canglan Divine Owl]!

Now there are forces of the Great Elder in the sect who are taking advantage of the fire to rob, and there are Canglan royal families outside who are eyeing the Cangyun Sect.

And the ultimate goal of the Great Elder and the Canglan Imperial Family in collusion was to win the 'Shennong Creation Furnace', which had been guarded by the Cangyun Sect for generations and ranked eighth among the 'Top Ten Treasures of the Lingxiao Continent'.

The Shennong Creation Furnace is the alchemy treasure furnace that all the alchemists in the entire Lingxiao Continent dream of!

Legend has it that this Shennong Creation Furnace was imitated by a Jiupin refiner in ancient times tens of thousands of years ago based on the [Zhenhuang Shennong Ding], one of the [Ten Xuantian Artifacts] of the ancient era hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Although the effect of the Shennong Creation Furnace is only one-ten-thousandth of that of an ancient artifact like the Zhenhuang Shennong Ding, it is also a treasure that countless people dream of in the Lingxiao Continent.

Today's Shennong Creation Furnace is sealed in the depths of the Cloud Mountain Secret Realm of the Cangyun Sect.

Lin Xiaoyao had seen the picture of Shennong's furnace in the Scripture Pavilion, and in a trance, Lin Xiaoyao suddenly found that the appearance of Shennong's furnace was somewhat similar to the vague phantom of the ancient Ding on the towering tower in the east of here.

"Could it be..."

Lin Xiaoyao, who was shocked in his heart, suddenly had a bold guess in his heart.

And this bold guess also made Lin Xiaoyao even more convinced that the black-robed old monster in front of him was very likely to have a way to solve the problem of being cursed by the ancestral dragon on his body.

Lin Xiaoyao took a deep breath and threw out a medium-grade Xuanjing again.

"I have a friend... The ancestral dragon luck in his body was robbed, and now the meridians are reversed, the blood and qi are reversed, and he can't cultivate, but he has a deep hatred in the sea of blood, he wants to become stronger, he wants to become very strong, what can he do? ”

And this time, the black-robed old monster let out a penetrating laugh.

"The value of this problem is far from being repaid by a medium-grade spirit stone."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoyao was first overjoyed in his heart.

Because the meaning of the old monster in the black robe is clear: Lao Tzu knows the solution, but the price you give is not enough.

"But..."

The black-robed old monster changed his words, and then said in the tone of a profiteer:

"The old man is surprised to see your bones, it is a rare genius to cultivate mysteries in thousands of years, and the old man happens to have an evil god's finger here."

The black-robed old monster said as he stretched out his hand to the black vortex that suddenly appeared beside him.

Then a box made of crimson blood jade, which exuded an ancient aura, appeared in the hands of the black-robed old monster.

"This evil god's finger can be sold for 10,000 pieces of top-grade Xuanjing in the Haotian Realm above, that is, 100 million pieces of high-grade Xuanjing, and now the old man will give you a fracture price, only one piece of medium-grade Xuanjing."

"If you eat it, you will be able to obtain a trace of the power of the evil god, and you will be able to cultivate the first divine recipe of the Three Realms and Eight Desolations, the Evil God Technique!"

Although Lin Xiaoyao couldn't see the true face of the black-robed old monster in front of him, he could imagine that he must have the face of a profiteer.

"100 million pieces of high-grade Xuanjing? Even if the entire Canglan Empire doesn't have 100 million yuan, now a medium-grade spirit stone will be sold to me? What is the price of fractures, this is clearly the price of ashes. ”

"You old ghost! Just now, I said that the first law of the Xuan Realm is equivalent exchange, but now he gave me such a ruthless discount. I knew you old devil didn't have a good heart. ”

"There's no pie in the sky!"

Although Lin Xiaoyao refused with righteous words, his body was very honest and directly threw out the last Xuanjing.

"Old ghost! I bought the evil god's finger, I know you old guy has other plans, but Ben Shao doesn't care. ”

And the black-robed old ghost didn't expect Lin Xiaoyao to change his face so quickly, he took Xuanjing and was slightly stunned, and then pushed the blood jade box in his hand to Lin Xiaoyao with the blood qi beside him, and at the same time sighed silently in his heart: It is worthy of being the reincarnation of the evil god! Just one word, evil!

The moment Lin Xiaoyao opened the blood jade box, the blood qi in the entire heaven and earth suddenly surged and roared! A surging and violent force of qi and blood rushed out in an instant!

When I looked closely, there was a thin, slender finger with sharp nails in the box. That finger seemed to contain endless power of qi and blood.

"Sure enough, it's a good thing! Old ghost, since I bought your thing, shouldn't you tell me how to use it, you can't make soup and drink it, right? Oh yes, if it's going to cost money, forget it. ”

The black-robed old monster looked at the familiar young man in front of him, and was full of emotion, and then said lightly:

"Swallow."