The black pig king's demon pill is unexpectedly small in size.

But when he shook it in his hand, Wei Changfeng immediately noticed its extraordinaryness.

The demon pill, which was only the size of a baby fist, weighed more than a hundred and nearly two hundred catties, and if it weren't for Yan Dashan's reminder, he almost didn't catch it and was about to fall.

The whole demon pill is flawless dark gold, the whole body is round and seems to be forged from metal, and the texture of the brilliance is extremely tight, and it does not leak any spiritual power!

A demon pill of such quality and nature, Wei Changfeng had never seen it in this life, but he had it in his previous life.

Judging from its weight and characteristic performance, Wei Changfeng knew that he had picked up a big treasure today, and the reason why this demon pill was like this was because the spiritual power of heaven and earth contained in it had been condensed to an extremely high level, and then there was a certain qualitative change, and ordinary people couldn't see the clue at all.

A superb high-level demon pill!

Its value is immeasurable.

Of course, if you want to refine it and integrate it into the elixir, the difficulty will undoubtedly increase greatly.

But for Wei Changfeng, this is not a big problem at all, and the joy in his heart is difficult to describe in words.

This time in the Nine Secluded Land, it is definitely the right choice!

.........

The tide is rising, and the wind is howling.

And in a cave in the depths of Black Dragon Mountain, the fire was blazing, reflecting a happy figure.

The smell of barbecue fills the air.

"Brother Wei!"

Yan Dashan grinned and handed the wine gourd in his hand to Wei Changfeng: "Come and take a drink!"

Wei Changfeng did not refuse his kindness, took the gourd neatly, unscrewed the wooden stopper, and poured it into his mouth.

Liquor in the throat. Like a line of fire straight into the abdomen. It makes the whole person feel hot.

"Good wine!"

Alcohol is strong. The aroma of the wine is even more mellow, and the cellar time is at least more than five years, which is definitely a rare good thing in the Nine Secluded Land where materials are scarce.

Yan Dashan smiled and said, "This is what I got in Tai'an City before, and I have never been willing to drink it." ”

At this time, a hunter brought two large pieces of charred roasted meat.

Yan Dashan swallowed his saliva, grabbed it, and gave it to Wei Changfeng: "Eat meat first!"

Wei Changfeng didn't say anything polite to him, grabbed the barbecue and feasted on it.

After dismantling the Black Pig King in the col. The experienced Yan Dashan immediately led everyone out of this bloody area, and turned back and forth to find the cave where he was now accommodating as a campsite for the night.

The cave was originally a safe camp for hunters in the village of Heqian, so it didn't need to be cleaned up extra.

Before the tide came, he had a large amount of firewood cut nearby, then brought large stones to cover most of the cave entrance, and finally sprinkled a large amount of red sulfur stone powder to isolate the evil beasts in the Nine Secluded Lands.

Inside the cave a bonfire was set up, and the hunters skillfully roasted the pork over the fire, and the small pot was filled with clear mountain spring water. Bring to a boil together to make soup.

Although the food for dinner is simple, the meat of the Black Pig King is undoubtedly a first-class good. After being roasted, the fat overflowed and melted in the mouth, so tender that people couldn't believe that this was the meat of a high-ranking demon beast.

However, the flesh contains abundant spiritual power of heaven and earth, which dissolves and spreads out in the body, and the internal organs and limbs are as if immersed in warm spring water, and the whole person is comfortable.

But any true martial artist can improve his cultivation by absorbing the essence of demon beast flesh and blood, and Wei Changfeng is of course no exception, he swallowed three or four pieces of pork in one go, and the weight is enough for more than a dozen catties.

This made Yan Dashan, who was sitting next to him, look breathtaking.

"Awesome!"

In terms of height and size, Yan Dashan has to surpass Wei Changfeng, but eating meat is losing to him, and he admires and admires: "Brother Wei, is it true that the stronger the martial artist, the more he can eat?"

Wei Changfeng wiped the grease on his mouth and said, "It's not like this."

It's not that the more powerful the martial artist, the more he eats, but when the martial artist reaches the innate level, the demand for food is greatly reduced, and the quality of the ingredients is more important.

The Great Grandmaster of Buxu can even do it for a few years without eating or drinking, and rely on sucking wind and drinking dew to maintain his vitality!

This is the basic common sense of martial arts.

Yan Dashan didn't understand it, because although he was a Qi Condensation Martial Artist, he didn't know much about the common sense of martial arts, and he didn't understand many things, and he relied on his own hard work.

Wei Changfeng asked curiously, "Then don't you communicate with other martial artists?"

Yan Dashan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

In the Zuwu River Valley, the status of the remnants of the Yan Kingdom has always been very low, except for the high-ranking Wu tribe, many barbarians live better than them, only above the indigenous slaves.

Despite this, the great witches who controlled Wucheng had always been wary of the remnants of the Yan Kingdom, and they imposed high taxes on the villages and towns of the Yan people, and they would not impart any martial arts and knowledge to the latter at all.

The martial arts that Yan Dashan learned were the skills left over from his ancestors, except for a few sets of fairly complete fist and foot kung fu and internal skills, everything else was fragmented.

And it is also very difficult for Yan Dashan to communicate with other martial artists.

First of all, the remnants of the Yan Kingdom themselves are not united enough, there is competition and conflict between them, and the elders who master the martial arts are even more self-cherished, and no one is willing to tell others about their ancestral skills.

Secondly, in this regard, the Wu clan is very tightly controlled, and even secretly sow discord, and there are many remnant warriors of the Yan Kingdom who kill each other in the witch city every year.

It's just that there are not many people of insight like Yan Dashan, and they are powerless to change this situation.

After listening to Yan Dashan's story, Wei Changfeng really understood that their life was not easy.

So he picked up some useful martial arts experience and told Yan Dashan, even if there was not much to say, but there was one point, which was undoubtedly beneficial to the latter.

Yan Dashan listened very carefully, and became more and more grateful to Wei Changfeng.

Although he lacks the common sense of martial arts, he also knows the preciousness of these experiences, and if it were someone else, I am afraid that he would not reveal it to himself in vain.

In the end, the elder of Heqian Village had clearly made an important decision in his heart.

He said to Wei Changfeng solemnly: "Brother Wei, tomorrow I want to take you to a place, which should be very helpful for your martial arts cultivation." ”

Wei Changfeng couldn't help asking, "Where is it?"

Yan Dashan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a long story, you'll know when you get there." ”

Looking at his mysterious appearance, Wei Changfeng couldn't help but be aroused.

Intuition told Wei Changfeng that the place Yan Dashan said was probably related to the secret of the village in front of the river that the witch coveted.

(To be continued......)