Bai Yuqing clamped his two fingers, ran the Heavenly Demon Transformation, and injected the demonic qi into it, and then saw this demonic qi in the rune, sinking from the Gathering Spirit Rune to the Dantian Rune, and then rising from the Dantian Rune to the Mud Pill Palace Rune, flowing up and down, and the cycle repeatedly.

He was overjoyed and cried out:

"It's done!"

One success is just an accident, and many successes are inevitable.

Immediately, Bai Yuqing picked up the talisman pen and drew several such talisman seals, and after many attempts, the result was still the same, the demonic qi in the talisman seal was like the mana in the monk's body could circulate on its own.

Bai Yuqing released a corpse from the Qiankun bag, it was the two disciples who were guarding Bai Yuqing Mountain Cave not long ago, and a cluster of beating flames appeared in the palm of his hand with a twist of his wrist, like an elf, it was the Red Pole Yang Fire.

He unleashed the flames of the sun, enveloping the corpse and removing the negativity of the monk's soul with ease.

After a while, a cloud of gaseous substance came out of the corpse, and then Bai Yuqing, the fingers of his right hand turned into a sword technique, and the mana in the dantian was condensed at the fingertips, and he carved a special talisman that he had specially modified for the demon slave against this mass of matter.

Bai Yuqing has not reached it at this time, and he can draw talismans in the air with his hand, and he also needs to use external materials to depict runes, using this mass of material as rune paper, mana as rune ink, and fingers as rune pens to depict rune seals.

After a burst of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, Bai Yuqing's handle ended the portrayal of the talisman seal.

Bai Yuqing was running the Heavenly Demon Transformation at this moment, and suddenly his body was filled with pitch-black demonic qi, and at the same time, the evil qi in the Mud Pill Palace was like a long-dormant volcano, erupting one by one, if there were outsiders, he would definitely be able to feel that Bai Yuqing was like a soldier who had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time and was close to life and death.

He manipulated the demonic qi along with the yang fire, and drilled into the corpse one by one, and after a long time, this mass of material began to solidify, and finally formed a soul-like demon slave that was indistinguishable from the previous life.

Bai Yuqing immediately put away the yang fire, and then cut open the palm of his hand and used mana to force out a drop of blood, which shot directly between the eyebrows of this demon slave, and the blood entered the eyebrows, like a locomotive ignition, and instantly had ten thousand vitality.

"Run the demonic energy!"

Bai Yuqing said to the demon slave.

When the demon slave heard this, he immediately transferred the demonic qi in his body, and for a while the demonic qi overflowed from his body, as if like a warrior's armor, surrounding the demonic slave's side, and then Bai Yuqing punched the demonic qi into the demonic slave's body one after another, and where the talisman seal in the demonic slave's body was, a whirlpool appeared, frantically devouring the demonic qi pouring into the body, just like the cultivation of a monk.

A few hours later, Bai Yuqing saw that the demon slave did not appear to have too much demonic qi and appeared to expand like a balloon, so he stopped the operation of the demonic skill.

"This talisman was actually made for demon slaves, so it was named the Demon Qi Fortune Talisman."

Bai Yuqing looked this demon slave up and down, and said to the rune seal in his heart.

Ten days later.

Bai Yuqing looked at the more than six hundred demon slaves, and at this time, these demon slaves were all depicted by him with demonic qi luck talismans, and their faces showed unprecedented excitement, as if they could fight the enemy for three days and three nights.

Whew-

Bai Yuqing put away these demon slaves, released Ye Changqing's corpse, and controlled the yang fire to calcinate Ye Changqing, and after a while, a demon slave that was indistinguishable from Ye Changqing appeared in front of Bai Yuqing.

This demon slave looked Bai Yuqing up and down, obviously different from other demon slaves.

Bai Yuqing also noticed the strangeness of this demon slave, and the blue black water in the palm of his left hand in the cuff was tumbling violently to prevent the abnormal protrusion.

"W-where is this? Who am I? Why do I have a sense of surrender to you? ”

The demon slave's eyes were glazed, and he said to Bai Yuqing.

Bai Yuqing's eyes widened, and the shock in her heart couldn't be calmed for a long time.

"Can you speak?"

Bai Yuqing wondered in her heart.

According to the records in the Dafa of Raising Ghosts, no matter how high your cultivation is during your lifetime, if you refine into a ghost slave, you will lose your memory, and you will also not be able to speak human words, but this demon slave does speak human words.

"Your name is Ye Changqing, do you remember any other affairs?"

Bai Yuqing asked tentatively.

Ye Changqing raised his head and recalled the memory in his mind, and only replied after a long time:

"There are only some fragments of cultivation, and some scattered fragments of life, and everything else is blank." Ye Changqing said.

"Is my real name Ye Changqing? So who are you? Ye Changqing then asked.

Hearing this, Bai Yuqing frowned slightly, thinking: Can you still retain the memory of cultivation, can you also retain the strength of your life?

Thinking of this, Bai Yuqing's eyes lit up.

No matter what the cultivation strength of the monk was during his lifetime, he was refined into a demon slave and a ghost slave, and he would not retain his strength during his lifetime, let alone his cultivation memory, if Ye Changqing still retained his strength during his lifetime, even if he could only exert half of his strength during his lifetime, it would be tantamount to having another powerful assistant for Bai Yuqing.

"I am your master, I created you!"

Bai Yuqing said in a tough tone, planting the seed in Ye Changqing's heart that he was his master.

"Master? Ye Changqing meets the master! ”

Ye Changqing paused for a moment, then bowed and saluted.

"Get up, can you say that you still remember the memory of cultivation, then you can perform other exercises?"

Although Bai Yuqing didn't like this set of master and servant in his heart, he had to leave such a seed in Ye Changqing's heart when he had just been refined.

"Yes, my subordinates remember some cultivation fragments, but as for whether they can perform the exercises, my subordinates haven't known yet!"

Ye Changqing said.

"Try it!" Bai Yuqing waved his big hand and let Ye Changqing try to cast it.

"Yes! Master! ”

Ye Changqing received the order, and then he drifted away to a place ten zhang away from Bai Yuqing, raised his hand to run the demonic qi in his body, and shouted angrily in his heart: Wind God Palm!

A huge pitch-black palm slammed on the ground, and the terrifying force instantly slapped the ground into several arm-thick cracks, stirring up a puff of smoke and dust.

Seeing this, Bai Yuqing said:

"Do you remember marksmanship?"

"Back to the master, remember some!" Ye Changqing's voice came from afar.

"Next!"

Bai Yuqing threw Ye Changqing's dragon spear to him. Jiaolong Lance Bai Yuqing kept it all the time, and it was not sold, so it was returned to Ye Changqing at this time.

Ye Changqing caught the dragon spear with both hands, took advantage of the situation to play the gun, turned around and put on an offensive posture, and shouted: You dragon roaring sky!

The dragon spear was bubbling with demonic energy for a while, and the dragon pattern carved on the spear seemed to be activated, emitting bursts of dragon groans, and at this time, a pitch-black demon dragon rushed out from the head of the spear, several zhang thick, roaring and rushing towards Jiuxiao, as if wanting to swallow Jiuxiao into his belly.

Seeing this, Bai Yuqing's face could no longer suppress the joy on his face, Ye Changqing was refined into a demon slave, but his strength was weakened, but he could still exert seven or eight percent of his strength before he was born, and he could also perform cultivation techniques, which was far beyond his expectations.

He took out the ghost cultivation jar that he had refined before, modified the formation in it, and re-depicted the formation containing demonic qi inside according to the demonic qi running talisman, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and said to the sky:

"Ancestor, is there a magic circle or treasure in the world that generates demonic qi on its own?"

"Demonic qi is a kind of gas similar to true qi created in the body by demonic cultivators cultivating demonic skills, not the gas that heaven and earth themselves have, if you want to produce demonic qi, you must have a medium to transform the spiritual qi of heaven and earth into demonic qi."

The sound of the green-shelled turtle came from the sky to Bai Yuqing's ears.

The reason why Bai Yuqing wants such a treasure to exist is that the demonic energy in the demon slave's body will be exhausted, and once it is consumed, it will be like the monk's mana is exhausted, and it will become like a mortal.

If there is such a thing in the world, this drawback can be removed, so that the demon slave does not need to rely on himself to replenish the demon qi, the same ghost slave also has this problem, and not only has this problem, the ghost tank also has restrictions, and the monk also needs to replenish the ghost qi from time to time.

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