More than ten days later, Han Ming made a light move towards the Blood Demon Gourd floating in front of him, that is, he took it back and held it in his hand, and then carefully looked at this Blood Demon Gourd with a happy face.

The current blood demon has regained its full and round appearance, and the damage that was previously dented by the fourth-order giant python has actually recovered as before.

Not only has the body of the blood demon gourd recovered as before, but the evil intent all over its body has become more intense, and a trace of faint blood-colored mist continues to penetrate out of the gourd epidermis, and these blood mist linger two inches around the gourd body, gathering but not dispersing, and forming a slightly larger mist gourd outside the gourd body, covering the whole body of the gourd.

Smelling the bloody smell of some sweet smell, Han Ming immediately smiled with satisfaction, this re-cultivation was a great success, not only was the damage of this bloody demon repaired, but it was also baptized again, making its power increase several times over!

"Chun'er, as a ghost, you can't use most of the spiritual weapons, only this bloody demon on my body is similar to your attributes, and it can be driven by you, so I will give it to you from now on." Han Ming threw the gourd in his hand to Chun'er on the side.

"Thank you Gongzi for the treasure, it's just that the power of this bloody demon is extraordinary after the re-refining, and the spiritual weapons on Gongzi's body are still damaged a lot, and now this bloody demon is handed over to the little maid to use, then Gongzi, aren't you a little lacking in spiritual weapons!"

"You have a heart, but you don't have to worry about this matter, I naturally have my own plans. After all, this blood demon is an evil weapon, and I have personally re-cultivated it, which violates the convention of the immortal cultivation world - monks are not allowed to kill mortals on a large scale. Although these are all horse thieves, for immortal cultivators, mortals have no good or evil, and the meaning of mortal existence is only used to produce spiritual root owners. If you have to use it as little as possible, if you have to use it at will, otherwise it will inevitably show some feet, but even if I am a disciple of the sect, I am afraid that it will be greatly affected!"

As soon as Han Ming turned his head and looked at the dried corpse with only a skeleton left behind him, he shook his head lightly, released more than a dozen fire bombs, and smashed directly into the pile of skeletons, and the square was suddenly filled with a sea of fire, smoke and dust!

"And this blood demon is now quite a high level, my mana is a little uncontrollable, I can't exert a bit of power at all, and you are different, although you are seriously injured this time, but not long ago devoured thousands of warrior souls, and when you spend a few years to completely refine and absorb these souls, your strength will inevitably increase greatly, your spiritual root is superb, the foundation is definitely before me, this blood demon can only exert the greatest power in your hands! What's more, you and I have the same mind, and you have been following me all the time, whether I use this bloody herb or you use it, it's the same thing!" Han Ming added after thinking about it.

"Well, Tsubaki, thank you Childe. Chun'er saluted Han Mingyingying.

"It's almost done here, it's time to go, there are still some things to do before returning to the sect, and time is still relatively tight!" Han Ming glanced at the skeletons that had turned into ashes, and smiled coldly, then released the flying cloud boat and stepped on it.

Chun'er also floated over after him.

"Childe, can Chun'er ask you a question!" Chun'er did not take the initiative to enter the Yin Bag, but followed Han Ming's side, and after a while of confusion, she asked timidly.

Han Ming raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and couldn't help but turn his head to look over, there was a slight surprise in his eyes, he usually ordered it, Chun'er did it, Chun'er never took the initiative to ask anything, what happened today.

Han Ming thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Chun'er asks." ”

"Childe made a special detour to destroy Qingfeng Village this time, did he help Miss Anan do it, the sacrificial blood refining is just a convenient one, after all, those corpses are not used and it is a waste. Chun'er asked in a low voice, still a little timid in her tone.

Han Ming's face once again showed a hint of surprise, and the eyes that looked at Chun'er were a little different, how could he feel that Chun'er's spiritual intelligence had grown a little faster over the years, when he followed him, he was only equivalent to a child of seven or eight years old, and now it seems that he is at least seventeen or eighteen years old!

"Why do you think so. Han Ming smiled slightly.

"I just have a feeling that Childe is here for Miss Anan. Tsubaki still replied in a low voice.

"You can think whatever you want, and I don't know what the actual situation is. Han Ming sighed self-deprecatingly, and looked into the distance, but he didn't know what he thought, and there was a little loneliness in his eyes.

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There is a valley thirty miles east of Jiangguo Dangmang Mountain, and the valley is full of dwarf shrubs, densely packed with a large area, and there is no road into the valley at a glance.

Different from the surrounding of the valley, there are low shrubs everywhere, but there is a large open space in the middle of the valley, and there is an ancient tree in the middle of the open space that can only be hugged by dozens of people.

At this time, on the thick and exposed roots of this ancient tree, a cyan figure was holding his hands behind him, looking at this ancient tree with a rather indifferent expression, who was this person Han Ming.

After a few breaths, Han Ming turned his body and looked at a certain cyan boulder on the side of the ancient tree, and after a deep groan, he took out a talisman seal and pasted it towards his chest.

After pasting the talisman seal, Han Ming pinched the trick slightly, and the whole person slowly sank into the soil, as if the hard soil was no longer mud, but as if it had become a lake, allowing Han Ming to sink deeper and deeper.

Ten zhang underground, in a secret room ten zhang wide, Han Ming held a fire bomb technique in one hand, and the entire stone room was made transparent, as if it was daytime.

Han Ming silently closed his eyes, and his divine thoughts poured out like a tide, probing towards the three shelves on the side.

After about ten breaths, Han Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and he made a move with one hand to a wooden shelf on the far right, which was to suck a heavy box at the lowest end of the wooden shelf into his hand.

Han Ming opened the lid of the wooden box and took out two strange-looking animal skins from inside, one with a hideous tiger depicted on it, and a fierce falcon depicted on the other skin.

After Han Ming saw the two strange beasts painted on the animal skin, his face showed a burst of joy, and then he didn't think about injecting the mana on his body into the animal skin.

Strange to say, these two animal skins didn't look like any magic weapon or anything like that, but they were constantly absorbing the mana injected by Han Ming.

As the mana continued to pour in, the two skins gradually changed, and the two strange beasts on them gradually disappeared, replaced by two maps that resembled the movements of mountains and rivers, and in the center of the map marked the location of a cave.

Han Ming was ecstatic when he saw this.