Although the old ghost didn't know why Meng Huan wanted to improve the strength of the corpse demon, did he still want to rely on a corpse demon to fight?

However, he still said truthfully: "Even if I don't intervene with this corpse demon, she is destined to be a corpse demon, and the moment she achieves a corpse demon, she will also absorb the essence of countless living beings." ”

"And there are two ways to improve their cultivation, one is to follow the path of the ancient drought and absorb the blood of thousands of living beings, and the stronger the master of these bloods, the better. ”

Meng Huan nodded, he had also heard of this kind of zombie cultivation method.

"But I don't recommend it!"

Seeing Meng Huan nodding, the old ghost seemed to be moved, and hurriedly spoke.

"Why?"

It stands to reason that this is indeed the fastest way, and then improving your strength will be like hanging up.

"This path is not tolerated by heaven and earth, and the soul of the corpse demon will be sealed in the body, suffering from resentment. In ancient times, she was thousands of miles away, but she was extremely ugly, and she suffered from this way. ”

"Are you saying that after she cultivates this path, her appearance will become extremely ugly?" Meng Huan was amused, it didn't seem to prevent him from making a choice, right?

"Not only that, so the Tao is not tolerated by heaven and earth, and there are many natural disasters before becoming a drought, which is to cultivate as a zombie at the lightest, and to destroy the body and spirit at the worst. Only by cultivating to the drought can one receive the protection of the drought god! ”

Meng Huan groaned, if this method is used, it seems to be like gambling, and it is indeed inappropriate.

"Protected by the god of drought?" Although Meng Huan was already shaken, he couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

"The lord doesn't know that the relationship between the ancient drought and the Yellow Emperor of the human race is irreversible, and he has helped the Yellow Emperor many times. After the Emperor of Men became enlightened, it was not surprising that the Drought Fish could become the God of Drought. ”

"Then you can say the second way!"

The old ghost was relieved to see that Meng Huan had finally dispelled this thought. He thought that if Meng Huan saw the ugly corpse demon, where would he still have that interest, and he would still be bitter at that time.

"The second way is to follow the path of the demon clan, and when the corpse demon spirit is completely restored, you can refine your own body, step into the path of cultivation, and absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon. ”

During the ancient demon court period, all those who became enlightened and cultivated demon spirits were called demon clans. At that time, no one in the human race passed on the law, and the Wu clan did not cultivate the original gods, and was abandoned outside the demon race, and in their eyes, they were aliens and enemies.

If the jade slave recovers his senses, he can refine the body of this corpse demon, which can be regarded as a demon cultivator.

"When will she regain her senses?"

Meng Huan is now concerned about the issue of time, if he cultivates together, it will take thousands of years to move, and after seven hundred years, it will be a journey to the west, and he can only use his hands and feet in the realm of Xiniu Hezhou. If you want to stay by the protagonist's side, it is impossible, Meng Huan is sure that there must be people from Lingshan guarding Huaguo Mountain at this time.

"Ten years as short, as long as a hundred years!"

Meng Huan shook his head, it would take too long for the corpse demon to refine his body and cultivate the demon way, so he could only see if he could borrow a magic weapon from her and see if he could stop Sun Wukong and his party.

And he must create a reputation, otherwise why would Sun Monkey move himself as a rescuer?

"Let's go, let's go to Nanbu Prefecture!"

A few years ago, Meng Huan's cultivation was low, and it was impossible for him to cross a continent in his life, but now it only takes two days for Meng Huan to cross a continent, which is not the same as in the past.

"Huh?" The old ghost couldn't keep up with Meng Huan's train of thought, why did he go to Nanbu Prefecture?

"This corpse demon doesn't care?"

He thought, no matter what, this corpse demon must be taken away, otherwise it will be a waste of effort, and when she recovers her senses, she will be out of control.

"This corpse demon just stays here, she has the means to protect herself, I have my plan. Meng Huan looked at the old ghost and said, "It's you, what else is hidden, do you want to give it to me?"

The old ghost's heart suddenly burst, but he smiled awkwardly: "How can there be hidden? I just lived a little longer and knew a little more." Besides, if I hide something, can it still fall into your hands, master?"

Meng Huan was noncommittal, he found that he could not directly control the old ghost, he could only condemn him to life and death. Originally, he thought that it was caused by the mutation of the refining Dao soldiers, but now Meng Huan suspected that the old ghost had already taken precautions and had the capital to break the net with himself, so Meng Huan didn't dare to push it too quickly.

He took a jade slave's breath and kept it for later, to see if he could find her seven spirits and help her recover her spirit as soon as possible. As for the magic weapon on her body, Meng Huan didn't move, and the old ghost didn't do it.

......

Southern Ganbe State.

The nameless village where Meng Huan stayed at the beginning has not changed much, probably there is no demon trouble, and the houses near the entrance of the village have been renovated, so they don't have to worry about the demon disaster.

He quietly returned to the village, without using his divine sense and mana, like a mortal.

Meng Huan knocked on the door of the uncle next door, wanting to see how his family was doing.

"Who?"

The door was opened by a middle-aged woman, the daughter-in-law of his family. The man ploughed and the woman weaved, maybe the man in his family went to the field to farm.

"May I ask if the old man of the Li family is here?"

Meng Huan still didn't use his divine sense to investigate, this is probably a habit of returning to the village.

"You said my father-in-law, he left a few years ago!"

The middle-aged woman looked at Meng Huan and felt a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Meng Huan heard this and sighed, this is probably a mortal. If he hadn't obtained the method of cultivation, he would have been swept away from the loess at this time.

"That bothered!"

Meng Huan turned around and left.

There is a strong aura of divinity in this village, and if you want to come to the fox essence incense, Meng Huan doesn't have to worry too much about this small village.

After all, there is a difference between immortals and mortals.

He left the village and went to the small county town again, the ghost city was gone, only a ruin, and the only person he knew here was gone.

Meng Huan was still puzzled at this time, why such a small county town could have the cultivation method of Sun True Fire.

He didn't go to Danxue Mountain again, because there was nothing he wanted there, and the purpose of his trip was to get a weapon, and he came to these two places just by the way.

"The difference between immortals and mortals lies in longevity. When the cultivation is low, the mood is easily affected, and then the feelings are only there at that time. If the cultivation is high, it is difficult to be tempted by anything, but the things or people who were once tempted can't withstand the years, which is probably the reason why the immortals are too forgetful!"

Meng Huan thought that the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it was to make friends.

......

Outside Yuanmen Pass, near Panlong Ridge, Meng Huan appeared here with an old ghost, this is the purpose of his trip, there may be a divine weapon buried here.

"Master, it's so heavy here!"

Meng Huan bowed his head, and he could also see that there were no people near Panlong, most of them because of the evil spirit.

"You go around and see if you can find anything!"

The old ghost received his life, but he thought in his heart that Meng Huan most likely wanted to support him and enjoy the benefits of this place for himself.

However, his eyes were sharp, and when he saw that the place where the evil qi was most abundant was a monkey's head mountain, he went straight there.

Meng Huan smiled, his move was to ask the old ghost to go there to investigate first, since there are divine weapons buried here, it must not be so simple.