After walking out of the mountain road for more than ten miles, the sky was already dark, but the drizzle was flying, but the sun did not come out.

The homes of the villagers are in a small mountain village built around the mountains, there are not many people in the village, only 100 families, surrounded by dense forests, and there is no dispute with the world. Meng Xuan took the villagers back to the village, and when the others saw that these villagers who thought they were going to die had come back alive, they were all happy and cried with joy, but they just came up, but when they saw the strange appearance of the corpse demon scholar, they were immediately frightened and scattered.

Meng Xuan had no choice but to take out a collar of clothes from the Dongtian Ring and let the scholar wrap his face so as not to scare the people. The cave ring he was wearing, but it was copied out when he copied the old nest of Heimu Mountain, it looked like it was just an ordinary iron ring, but in fact, it became a cave heaven by itself, which could store a lot of things, and now in addition to some daily clothes and drinks, Meng Xuan's spiritual weapons and gold and silver stolen from the old nest of Heimu Mountain were also piled up inside.

An old patriarch heard about Meng Xuan's life-saving grace, tremblingly walked over, bowed to Meng Xuan, Meng Xuan hurriedly helped him up, the villagers were grateful to Meng Xuan's kindness, and heard that he drove away the evil way, subdued the corpse demon, and regarded him as a living immortal who was said to help the world, and respectfully invited to the patriarch's house, served good tea, and invited a few respected clan elders to sit with him.

"Sir, save your life, there is no way to repay it, this is a little silver taels made up by our villagers, please don't accept it!"

After sitting for a while, a villager came over with a tray, but it was some scattered gold and silver, which added up to less than 100 taels, but for this small mountain village, it was all over.

"A few old people, you don't have to be so polite, slaying demons and subduing demons is what my generation should do, it's nothing!"

Meng Xuan smiled bitterly, don't say that he just did it casually to save people, not for gold and silver, and he didn't look down on this bit of gold and silver: "It's just that Meng Mou is here, but he does have something to ask for, take the liberty of asking, is there anyone in the village who knows how to cast iron and make armor?"

When the old clan heard this, he laughed and said: "Mr. came by coincidence, our Qingshui Village, nothing else is fine, but the cast iron is handed down from the ancestors, and even the Lin clan thousands of miles away often come to us to buy swords and cast armor!"

Meng Xuan let go of his heart when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Then ask the villagers to cast a set of iron armor for me, there are several requirements, first, the iron armor joints are flexible, but all cover the body, the whole body is made of fine iron, except for the mouth and nose, there is no gap, second, some runes will be written below, please ask the blacksmith to inscribe it on the armor when casting the armor, this is more careful, don't go on a business trip!"

Several elders were stunned when they heard this, and a burly old man said boldly: "Sir, forgive the old man, the old man cast iron I, and also forged a lot of iron armor, but all of them only use iron armor to protect the vital points, and other directions, but only use burlap instead, one is for ventilation, and the other is also to reduce weight, this pure iron armor is worn on the body, and there are many inconveniences!"

Meng Xuan laughed when he heard this, and said: "The old man misunderstood, this set of armor is not for people to wear, you just have to forge it, it should consume manpower, and it will be compensated at three times the ordinary market price, and there is only one requirement, that is, the quality must be high!"

Hearing that Meng Xuan wanted to give money, several clan elders naturally shirked it, but Meng Xuan forcibly left them a thousand taels of silver, at this price, it was really more than enough to build ten sets of armor. It stands to reason that Meng Xuan saved the people in this village, and it is nothing to ask them for a set of armor in vain, but Meng Xuan is to ensure the quality, and secondly, he doesn't want to get this little cheap, so he simply gives money.

"Mr. Houde, there is nothing to repay, only to build this armor for you, but first to tell Mr., if you do your best to build this iron armor, it takes a lot of time, I am afraid that Mr. will be in a hurry, and secondly, although we have craftsmanship in our village, but there is no good iron, the quality can not be guaranteed, it is better to do this, in our village, there is a pair of iron armor that has been inherited for hundreds of years, it is rumored that hundreds of years ago, a seriously injured general escaped from the pursuit and came to our village to avoid disaster, and he left behind after his death, the iron armor is of excellent quality, far from the extraordinary, It's better to take it as the mother, and then add some parts to him according to what Mr. said, and make it airtight, and it's okay, I don't know what Mr. thinks?"

The old patriarch remembered something and asked Meng Xuan.

"Oh, show me that!"

When Meng Xuan heard this, he also came to the nature, like the iron armor that had been on the battlefield, after the battle array, full of blood, it was the best.

The old patriarch immediately went to get it in person, Meng Xuan saw it, saw that it had a fine pattern, a simple texture, and an extraordinary product, so he simply agreed, but he left three thousand taels of silver for this mountain village, and he gave a total of four thousand taels of silver before and after, which is already a large amount for this small mountain village, the old patriarch insisted on not accepting it, but Meng Xuan couldn't help but say that he forcibly left it for him, unwilling to take advantage of it in vain.

After that, the old patriarch ordered someone to cast the parts that the iron armor could not hide, and Meng Xuan engraved runes on the old armor.

The iron armor is extremely strong, Meng Xuanyun has enough true qi, and he used the sword to engrave the runes.

This set of iron armor, but he forged it for the scholar corpse demon.

Although the corpse demon is sanity, its body is still in the form of a corpse demon, rotten, and the demonic aura is extremely strong. In the future, Meng Xuan wants to take it into the mountain gate, which is naturally extremely inconvenient, and casting this set of armor can cover the smell, and secondly, the armor is engraved with Meng Xuan's runes, which can also prevent the demonic qi from dissipating.

This set of runes was learned by Meng Xuan from his master.

They are seriously ill and have always acted carefully, and they have cultivated a method that covers up their own cultivation, but now, Meng Xuan has only changed that set of magic and changed it into a rune and engraved it on the iron armor. After all, the corpse demon is a corpse demon, Meng Xuan wants to take the scholar out of here, enter the town or even enter the immortal gate in the future, it is impossible not to make some preparations, and he will be seen after walking ten miles.

He told the scholar what he said, and the scholar agreed, although he turned into a corpse demon, but in the case of sanity, he was still a weak scholar who only promised to make a promise, and when he met Meng Xuan, he seemed to grasp the backbone of the master, and he listened to his orders, and on the other hand, although the iron armor was heavy, but for him, it was like nothing.

His current strange power is far beyond Meng Xuan, and it is extremely terrifying.

And up and down the body, there is no pain, let alone wearing iron armor, even if you wear iron spur armor, there is no difference.

Although it was only a small part that matched the iron armor, it also took at least a day and a night, so Meng Xuan stayed in the mountain village that night. Fortunately, there are not many other houses in the mountain village, but there are many houses, and the old patriarch ordered someone to clean one out and live there.

In the evening, Meng Xuanpan sat on the bed, and the scholar corpse demon sat honestly in front of the door, he neither slept nor slept, but asked the old patriarch to find him all the books in the village, whether it was herbal notes or four books and five classics, or strange stories in the mountain village, in short, there were books to read, according to his words, after reading books all his life, in addition to reading, I really didn't know what to do.

After the night was quiet, Meng Xuan spit out for a while, then picked up the Rebellion Sword, sneaked the immortal trick, and extracted the demonic qi obtained from the corpse demon, once refined, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

The quality of this demonic qi is really not low, if it is refined, I am afraid that it will be stronger than the sick qi on Aoki's body, and it will be a fourth-class pill.

When he was in Qingcong Mountain, he had heard the sick old man say that the quality of the demonic energy on the corpse demon was also related to their qualifications to become a corpse, some were high and some were low, but the corpse demon with excellent potential was really rare, and the sick old man also beheaded the corpse to eliminate the demon when he was young, and used their demonic energy to refine the pill, but he only cut many corpses, but the highest was only refined into a third-class pill, and the effect was really not very good, and then he gave up.

And the demonic energy on this scholar's corpse demon can actually refine a fourth-grade pill, which shows its rarity.

But it's a pity that Meng just extracted a demonic qi from the corpse demon, and after refining the impurities, the remaining amount was no longer enough to refine a sick pill, at most it was just turned into some essence used in cultivation, if the demonic qi in the corpse demon's body was completely extracted, it was possible to refine a real fourth-class pill, but in that case, the corpse demon would also die.

Unlike the living, after the scholar turned into a corpse demon, his true qi completely turned into demonic qi, and demonic qi was his life force.

Although he couldn't refine the pill, this demonic qi was also of great help to Meng Xuan's cultivation, and it was comparable to three months of penance.

After refining the demonic qi, Meng Xuan began to cultivate the Great Mourning Seal again.

The seal and law were formed, and the sad meaning of the Tao poured out from the bottom of his heart, washing Meng Xuan's sea of knowledge.

This kind of grief is extremely powerful, and if ordinary people endure it, they are afraid that they will not be able to control their minds in an instant, and they will have the idea of suicide.

Meng Xuan exercised his mind with a great mourning seal, every time he washed it, it was like experiencing a huge failure and setback, if he couldn't get through, he would be disheartened, lose his indomitable spirit, and it was difficult to make progress in cultivation, and he survived, just like a phoenix reborn from the fire, his mind became stronger and firmer, and when he practiced, he was indomitable, and his demon thoughts were not born, and he entered the realm.

True qi is the breath in the human body, which comes from heaven and earth and is tied to the mind.

When the mind is strong, the breath will be strong, and when the mind is weak, the breath will wither.

People usually call the bad things they do as bad things, and the so-called "bad heart" refers to the loss of mind.

In fact, it is because the mind is damaged, and the true qi in the body is also weakened, in other words, even if a person is weak, but if he occupies the righteousness of the truth and is upright, then he will appear to be strong and inviolable in the face of others.

There are cultivators in the world, when their cultivation reaches a bottleneck and they can't advance anymore, they will cut off their own flesh, reincarnate, and experience changes in the red dust, the purpose of which is to refine their minds in the red dust, and after the mind is strong, there is hope that the cultivation will break through the bottleneck.

Of course, the bad thing is not absolute, because there is never a lack of people in the world, after doing bad things, they also take it for granted, ordinary people kill a person, they may regret it for a lifetime, they kill 110,000 people, they do not feel that it has any effect, and even take pride in killing so many people, in this case, their minds will not only not be damaged, but will become stronger.

Mortals are afraid of ghosts, and immortals are afraid of repentance.

Only when people do things that they regret will their minds be damaged, and if they do not regret it, they will not hurt the roots.

The firmer the mind, the farther you are likely to go on the path of cultivation.

For more than a month, Meng Xuan has been cultivating the Great Mourning Seal from time to time, and he has understood its true meaning.

Externally, the Great Mourning Seal can bind people's hearts and be used for battle, but internally, they can be used to refine one's own heart.

After about a pillar of incense, Meng Xuan spread out his hand and exhaled a long breath.

This kind of sadness washed over his own cultivation method, and even he didn't dare to try too much.

If you can't hold it and your heart is hurt by grief, it will be tantamount to ruining the Daoji.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the scholar corpse demon was still reading quietly, shaking his head from time to time, he really looked like a nerd, but his appearance was a little scary, and he was seen coldly, but he was afraid that he would be scared to death.

It's just that the demonic intent on his body is a little stronger than during the day, and Meng Xuan estimates that he will be demonic again in two days.

"Hey, this corpse demon doesn't drink blood, nor does he cultivate, how did the demonic energy on this body grow?"

Meng Xuan was suddenly a little curious, although there are many demons, ghosts, immortals and Buddhas in this world, there is still a law of conservation of energy, whether it is true qi or demonic qi, it will definitely not be born out of thin air, thinking of this question, he ran the qi observation technique and looked at the scholar.

I couldn't help but be taken aback when I saw this.

But above the scholar's head, there was a dense black gas, gathered from the heaven and earth to it, under Meng Xuan's qi observation technique, this black gas was like a whirlpool, constantly collecting the yin qi between heaven and earth, and then poured into the top of his head, but the scholar didn't know about this, still just shook his head and read the book, read the excitement, and grinned silently.

"This guy is really a strange flower, Aoki is born with a close aura, and he can be regarded as a natural close demon, right?"

Meng Xuan couldn't help sighing, feeling a little envious in his heart.

If the scholar's automatic absorption of yin qi was replaced by the absorption of spiritual energy, I am afraid that he would immediately become a cultivation wizard who had been rare for hundreds of years. In terms of cultivating demons, his talent is really not inferior to Aoki, and even surpasses it, but it's a pity that the scholar is stubborn and tough, and he hates the demon path so much that he resolutely refuses to cultivate, and wastes such a good talent in vain......

Of course, if he really went to cultivate demons, Meng Xuan would leave him behind.

Because once he really starts cultivating demons, he will definitely not be able to suppress the demonic intent in his heart, and he will become violent and bloodthirsty, which will be a disaster.

"No, he can't waste this talent, this ...... It's all cheap for me!" Meng Xuan suddenly thought of something, and his eyes instantly lit up: "In order to keep him sanity, I have to extract demonic qi for him about once every ten days, and in terms of the amount of demonic qi, every three times I extract, I can refine a fourth-grade pill...... In this way, I really made a lot of money......"

"This stupid scholar is like a cornucopia, collecting alchemy materials for me all the time!"

Meng Xuan instantly decided not to call him Zhu Baoren in the future, but to call him a cornucopia!

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