Chen Qinghe has no interest in money.

Since it is a pet raised by himself, as long as it can eat it, no matter how much demon pill it can provide, it can afford it.

The key problem is that the cat is still so small after eating so many supplements, and there seems to be no difference except that the coat color looks more shiny.

What about the big supplement?

Chen Qinghe couldn't help but be very surprised.

You must know that for demon beasts and even the real demon clan, the demon pill is a great supplement, and many demon beasts rely on devouring their own kind to quickly improve their cultivation.

This is somewhat similar to the cultivation method of demon cultivation.

It's just that after the demon beast devoured the demon pill, in addition to the increase in cultivation, it also increased with its own body size.

Generally speaking, the size of the body directly determines the strength of the demon beast.

The size of the black scorpion is similar to that of the fire-breathing giant rabbit that he encountered before, and he should have the size of a teenager when he stands upright, although one is fire and the other is poisonous, and the difference in strength is not much, which is probably equivalent to the appearance of an ordinary third-order immortal.

The demon leopard snatched from the Ten Thousand Poison Disciples was larger than the tiger in the human world, and if it was added to the tail, it was afraid that it would be two or three zhang long, and it was estimated that it could be equivalent to a fifth- to sixth-order immortal.

Demon beasts of more than ten zhang are almost equivalent to the cultivation of human cultivators and earth immortals.

Of course, when it reaches the Earth Immortal level, it can already evolve into a real demon cultivator and turn into a human form.

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to keep swaying in the mountains and forests with such a big body - whether it is a demon beast or an immortal, but anyone who can't afford to provoke it will immediately run away when he sees it from afar.

If you don't shrink your body, you may starve to death.

Of course, there is a greater probability that he will be hunted and killed by the enforcers of the Immortal Alliance before starving to death.

The Immortal Alliance can allow low-strength demon beasts to exist, but the real demon cultivators, as long as they are discovered, they will definitely be eliminated.

After all, this is the foundation of the Immortal Alliance, and the Ten Directions Immortal Emperor has always been strong in dealing with demons, and it can almost be said that he has been wiped out.

It is said that in the Southern Wilderness, that is, the territory of the demon clan, there are dozens of big demons everywhere.

That was a cultivator equivalent to a human immortal or above.

Further up, there are three levels: the demon general, the demon king and the demon emperor.

The demon general, with a demon body of more than 100 zhang, is equivalent to a strong man at the level of the Terran Da Luo Jin Immortal.

The demon king, the demon body is often more than three hundred zhang, such a behemoth, just thinking about it is terrifying, and its strength is roughly equivalent to the level of the immeasurable immortal venerable of the human race.

As for the Demon Emperor.

At least the Thousand Zhang Demon Body, their strength is comparable to that of the Ten Directions Immortal Emperor.

It's a pity that there are few demon emperor-level existences in the entire demon clan at the moment - in the great battle many years ago, the immortal army led by the Ten Directions Immortal Emperor had already crippled the demon clan, and there were originally dozens of demon emperors, and there were only five fingers left.

It can only be said that it is still breathing.

As for the Demon Path......

Their situation is even more miserable, and there are only two or three demon monarchs at the same level as the Immortal Emperor and the Demon Emperor, which are not as good as the demon clan.

All this knowledge was told to him by the scholar in white.

Even if the scholar in white died, he was still shining in another form, which helped Chen Qinghe a lot.

Chen Qinghe diverged his thoughts and thought of the uncrowned king of this land, the Yellow Wind Lord.

At the beginning, the plump and fair-skinned young lady of the Ranger Guild told him that Lord Huangfeng had the strength of an earth immortal.

But Chen Qinghe knew that it had definitely not become a real earth immortal.

Otherwise, everyone knew about its existence, how could the Immortal Alliance not know?

How can it survive until now?

Chen Qinghe guessed that that guy should have a demon body of seven or eight feet, so he could be regarded as a god.

Demon beasts with the same cultivation are generally stronger than immortals, and the Yellow Wind Lord with a demon body of seven or eight zhang is really fighting, and it is not impossible to kill an eighth-order or even ninth-order immortal with his poison and many junior brothers.

After being falsely spread, it is not surprising that everyone says that it has the cultivation of earth immortals.

At this level, the real master disdains to hunt, and the ordinary immortal realm can't beat it, so it can be said that it is very nourishing.

Chen Qinghe was even thinking about whether he would like to explore Chiyan Canyon at night after dinner and meet this guy.

The main thing is to see if with his own strength, he can beat the "pseudo-earth immortal" level, and he has a number in his heart.

If you are really invincible, you will slip away.

It's just a big scorpion, Chen Qinghe doesn't think it can keep himself.

Thinking about these things, Chen Qinghe was not idle in his hands.

After picking a bunch of truffle fruits again, and swatting a black scorpion to death.

Chen Qinghe watched the cat pick up the demon pill and eat it with relish, and he was also a little greedy.

Of course, as a human immortal cultivator, it was impossible for him to eat that hard demon pill, and even if he ate it, it would not help his cultivation in the slightest.

He has other cuisines.

Chen Qinghe casually threw the black scorpion under his feet into the ring.

After coming to the fairy world, Chen Qinghe has eaten the beasts on the ground, the birds in the sky, and the swimming fish in the water, but he has never tasted this nutritious big insect.

It is said that this thing has the effect of relieving wind and spasmodic, activating meridians, and attacking poison and dispersing knots......

Of course, for Chen Qinghe, who has cultivated profoundly, these are all false, and whether it is good or not is the most important factor.

Don't look at the swarthy and ugly shell of this scorpion, but the flesh inside is white and delicate.

The taste should be fine.

After a hard day, it's time to eat and drink.

However, there is an Earth Immortal level lord hidden under the sand under his feet, which is obviously not a good place for barbecue.

What's more, what he wants to eat is the descendants of this lord?

It's a bit excessive.

According to the memory in his mind, Chen Qinghe came to a small stream outside the Chiyan Canyon.

The creek meanders long, and a short distance upstream is where the fish was last grilled.

The reason why I chose such a place is that it is more convenient to camp because there is a water source, and secondly, I also have the intention of meeting Old Man Ding again.

Chen Qinghe believes that as long as he is still nearby, after smelling the aroma of his unique secret barbecue, there is a high probability that he will be attracted to it......

Set up the tent, Chen Qinghe skillfully set up the barbecue grill, took out Wang Sanshi's flame knife, and began to peel the black hard shell of the scorpion.

If these captured blades were put up for auction at the Ranger Club, they might be quite valuable, but in Chen Qinghe's hands, they really didn't have much use, and could only be used as a tool for survival in the wild.

Large, medium and small, you name it.

Top-quality ingredients often only require the simplest cooking, and of course, it takes a good cook.

It just so happens that Chen Qinghe's barbecue skills are very good.

The meat is roasted and slowly turns golden brown, and when sprinkled with salt and chili noodles, it looks delicious.

The cat squatted on Chen Qinghe's shoulder, and involuntarily stretched out its pink tongue and licked its lips.

......

Jing Yue was very happy.

For her, the demon pill is the demon pill, and the food is the food.

It's not the same.

Originally, Jing Yue wanted this man to catch fish for him to eat, but compared to the fragrant roasted scorpions, the fat swimming fish in the water seemed to have lost their allure.

Chen Qinghe glanced at it with disdain.

This gluttonous cat.

After eating so many demon pills, he was still not satisfied, and wanted to come with him to grab meat to eat.

How can it eat so much?

If you eat it, you won't grow your cultivation!

It's a waste.

Forget it, who made it their own pet?

Since you can eat it, you can eat it as you like.

Of course, this is just Chen Qinghe's wishful thinking.

In fact, after eating so many demon pills one after another, Mao'er Jingyue's strength has already improved by leaps and bounds, but it is not reflected in the body size.

As a noble cat demon clan, how can he rely on his size to show his strength like those other demon clan fools?

Not elegant enough!

Of course, after seeing this man's chaotic sword qi, even if Jing Yue's strength increased greatly, he didn't feel that he could compete with him.

So, let's continue to nestle in his arms as a mascot.

Although this is a little wronged for the noble cat demon family, but at this time, there is a demon pill and a demon pill, and there is a delicious food......

How affordable!

......

Soon, the fragrant roasted scorpions are freshly baked.

Chen Qinghe cut off a large piece of barbecue meat as usual and handed it to the cat, and Zhengse said, "I can tell you, don't eat too much...... At the very least, leave me enough to eat. ”

One thing to say, the cat's appetite is almost the same as Chen Qinghe's, or even larger.

Although he had eaten so many demon pills before, looking at his current virtue, I was afraid that it would not affect its appetite in the slightest.

Chen Qinghe had to think about his stomach.

The cat meowed aggrievedly, looked at the meat in its mouth, but didn't care about it anymore, and jumped and ran away.

Looking at the cat's small size, Chen Qinghe couldn't help muttering, where did all the things that it ate in his stomach go?

"Well, it would be nice to have wine at the moment......"

Slowly, he used a golden sword to string a piece of meat, and Chen Qinghe was about to start tasting it, when he suddenly heard someone shouting not far away: "Hey, leave me a little, I have wine!"

Hey?

The fish took the bait.

Chen Qinghe smiled knowingly.

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