"Look again! Look again, just in case... What if it's not worth it?" Xie Ying suddenly became extremely entangled in his heart.

He hoped that this was a true miracle that would bring him supreme power.

There was also some fear that it was real, full of magic, so that he could not control his desires and make certain decisions that went against his heart.

"Demonic value plus one, plus one, plus one, plus one... Ke Xiaoliang's ears kept coming from a pleasant voice.

Although the amount is small, the staying power is enough!

The scroll gradually unfolded.

On the blank scroll, a large line of words slowly emerged: "If you do not meet the conditions for cultivation, please return to the previous page and read carefully." ”

Xie Ying subconsciously retorted: "I don't look at the real chapter, how can I be sure if I want to practice?"

On the blank scroll, the text changed, and it actually responded to him.

"If you love to practice, if you don't practice, you will get out!"

Xie Ying was speechless to refute.

"From the palace... Or women's clothing?"

"No! can't be women's clothing, women's clothing can't go back, from the palace... By the way, I can go to the palace, as long as I have some black blood intermittent glue, and when I have practiced the divine skills, I can take things back. Before the miracle is completed, it's a big deal to ban women, put things in the ice jade box and keep them well, there will be no problem... From the palace!"

"When I cut this knife, I will become the sect master of the Ten Demon Sect in the future, or become a demon path giant, and the effort at this moment will be worth it. Xie Ying kept convincing herself.

On Ke Xiaoliang's side, the demonic value jumped faster.

Taking out a short knife from his arms, Xie Ying unbuttoned his pants, stood by the pool, looked at his bare abdomen, and his face kept changing.

In the end, as soon as he closed his eyes, he slashed down with a ruthless sword.

Uh... Yes!

In the tragic cry of pain, Xie Ying kept rolling his body, holding his stomach and struggling.

The crimson blood flowed down the root of the thigh into the cold pool, staining the water red.

Xie Ying, who was covered in fine sweat and had a pale face, struggled and squirmed, reaching out to grab the scroll.

The scroll rolled away on its own, and on the blank page that was spread, a line scrawled out, as if for some reason, it was trembling in big words: "Congratulations, you are only a little bit of luck away from success, a little bit of effort, a little bit of accumulation, a little bit of growth, and a little bit of waiting." Anyone who can ruthlessly wield a knife from the palace will surely achieve a great cause. You have learned the true meaning of success and strength, come on! Work hard! I am optimistic about you... Brave chicken cutter. ”

Xie Ying blocked his throat with a breath of depression, did not hold it, and then spit out a mouthful of blood fiercely.

"The magic value has arrived... One hundred and two!" Ke Xiaoliang's self-made system prompt sounded very happily.

"He's not going to be an idiot, he's going to be an idiot, is he?" Ke Xiaoliang thought gloatingly.

However, he saw that the figure of Xie Ying, who had passed out in a coma, slowly disappeared in the Huzhong Realm, as if the soul had returned to his own body.

"It's hasty! he shouldn't have been desperate so early. I'm going to have to catch him for a while. Ke Xiaoliang scratched his head and lamented his lack of experience.

On the attic on the other side, Xie Ying opened his heavy eyes slowly, tiredly, and in a trance.

"Is it a dream?" Xie Ying subconsciously touched his lower abdomen.

There, what proves his identity as a man is still alive.

This made Xie Ying let out a long breath, his heart relaxed, and his numb soul was sucked, which made his spirituality greatly reduced at the moment, and he didn't notice that there was anything wrong with him, and he didn't even think about whether there was something strange behind this.

"Why do you feel a little numb, cool, is it an illusion?" Xie Ying shook his head, as if he was evading, thinking that he was thinking too much.

In the small courtyard, Ke Xiaoliang, who was summarizing the harvest, was already happy on his face.

Just harvesting Xie Ying alone, he has a full four hundred and eighty-two points... Nearly 500 points of magic gain.

As long as one more cultivator like Xie Ying is harvested, then in the remaining time, there will be no problem in completing the activation of the demon seed.

"I need to dig for more leeks. ”

"But if you want to pull the soul of an outsider into the Huzhong Realm, you have to obtain the soul breath of the other party. It's not that whoever you want to pull, you can pull whomever you want. Unless I activate the Demon Seed and unlock the Whisper of the Demon Voice, I gain the ability to infiltrate other people's consciousness and dreams. However, when the demon seed is activated, the abilities gained are random. The initially activated demon seed is just a branch of a few major skills, although each has its own peculiarities, but it is also weak and pitiful. Counting on the magic power of the demon seed to cooperate with the Huzhong Realm, there is no need to count on it for the time being. Ke Xiaoliang thought to himself.

"Give it a try, can you bring it out if you create a thing in the Huzhong Realm?" Ke Xiaoliang continued to experiment.

First of all, what he chose to bring out from Huzhong Realm was the self-made system panel and the supporting voice broadcast ability.

Although this thing seems to be a sand sculpture.

But the actual function is still there.

In addition to helping Ke Xiaoliang with statistics at all times, he has a more complete and comprehensive understanding of his own ability.

The biggest effect is... Cool!

Growing up in obscurity, how can there be any visible growth that looks cool?

Why is systematic writing so popular?

Isn't it because of growth and progress, you can see and touch, and what you can't explain can be explained by the system?

To Ke Xiaoliang's surprise, his self-made system panel and voice broadcast were all easily brought out.

In total, it consumes less than ten magic points.

For Ke Xiaoliang, who has just made a fortune, of course, it is just a small expense.

"It must be because this thing is only visible and audible to me, and it is not complicated to exist. Externally, there is almost no interference or influence. Ke Xiaoliang thought to himself.

Subsequently, in the Huzhong Realm, a steel knife was made and brought out of the Huzhong Realm.

Consumes 20 mana points.

It's a bit of a pain.

"Sure enough, although the steel knife is ordinary, it is real, and it can have an impact on the outside world. Therefore, the amount of magic consumed will be more. ”

"If I want to use the Huzhong Realm to make magic weapons and elixirs, I'm afraid that the more powerful and effective it is, the more expensive it will be to bring out the magic value it needs. In addition, it may be better for me to directly use other means to obtain it from the outside world. ”

For the monks of the Ten Demon Sects, the demonic value is the foundation of cultivation.

After the demon seed is conceived, the demon value will not only not be useless, but will occupy the main position in the cultivation.

Whether it is the further growth of the demon seed, or the deep digging and advancement of unlocking 'skills', this needs to be filled and fed with magic points.

It can be said that the magic value is not enough.

The bottom line is that it's very personal and almost non-tradable.

This means that magic points cannot be obtained through commercial operations or robbery and coercion.

When the first light in the sky was sprinkled into Ke Xiaoliang's courtyard.

Ke Xiaoliang has already squandered most of the demonic value he has obtained.

And in his hand, there were ten more black blood talismans.

"The blood talisman that can be directly urged by the true qi of the demon gate, the fellow disciples in the city should like it very much!"

"Whether you can cut more leeks depends on this wave!" Ke Xiaoliang took a pile of talismans, twisted his butt in the small courtyard, as if dancing a square dance, carefully moved his steps, dodged the various traps he had set, and it took five minutes to walk through the small courtyard and walk to the door.

Stepping out of the hospital, Ke Xiaoliang went straight to the commercial street in the center of the city.