Chapter 1429 The Crazy Spirit Demon Ancestor

While speaking, Wang Feng kept winking at Huang Dazhuang. He was really afraid that Huang Dazhuang would ruin his plan.

Sound transmission was obviously not possible, because in front of this old man, Wang Feng and Huang Dazhuang's sound transmission was very likely to be eavesdropped by him, so Wang Feng could only wink.

Huang Dazhuang is not an idiot. He can understand that Wang Feng means that he wants him to become his teacher. He has 100% trust in Wang Feng, so after a short silence, he said to the old man: "It's not impossible if you want me to become your teacher." , but there is a meeting gift for apprenticeship, I wonder what you can give me?"

"I have spent my whole life in the heavens and have countless rare treasures on my body. I wonder what you want?" the old man said very domineeringly.

"External objects have no effect on me. If you are really serious, you might as well give me the elixir." Huang Dazhuang said.

"That's easy to say. I have a lot of pills in my hand. I can satisfy your request."

"Okay, take these ten thirteen-grade elixirs." Huang Dazhuang stretched out his hand as he spoke.

"What?" Hearing Huang Dazhuang's words, the old man suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Even at this moment, his voice increased by three points out of thin air, and he actually asked for the thirteenth-grade elixir. This was too dark. Already?

"Didn't you say that you could meet my request? I want ten thirteen-grade elixirs. Could it be that you can't get them?" Huang Dazhuang asked suspiciously after being stunned.

"Boy, your appetite is too big, isn't it? Do you know what the thirteenth-grade elixir is?" the old man shouted, blowing his beard and staring.

"Isn't this the thing?" As he spoke, Huang Dazhuang turned his hand and took out a thirteenth-grade elixir. He didn't have this kind of elixir originally. This was what Wang Feng won from Qin Yu last time and gave it to him. One for him.

"It is indeed a thirteenth-grade elixir." Feeling the majestic power coming from this elixir, the old man's face showed shock.

Huang Dazhuang is only a Nine-Star Immortal. How could he have such a level of elixir in his hand?

You must know that not only in the Night Plains, but also in other places, thirteenth-grade elixirs are priceless and unmarketable, because there are too few senior alchemists who can refine such elixirs. The elixirs are extremely valuable.

Now Huang Dazhuang actually turned his hand and took out one. The old man was naturally surprised.

Even though he doesn't have many Grade 13 elixirs now, and some of them he spent a lot of effort to obtain.

"How about it? Are you willing to give me ten thirteen-grade elixirs?" Huang Dazhuang asked.

"this……"

"Senior, if you can recruit a talented apprentice to pass on the Taoism, this is a sure-profit deal." At this time, Wang Feng encouraged him from the side.

"You just said that you have countless rare treasures. Could it be that you can't even get this little pill?" Huang Dazhuang asked doubtfully at this time.

"this……"

Hearing what Wang Feng and Huang Dazhuang said, the old man also felt his face heat up. He had really talked too much just now, and in his opinion, Huang Dazhuang was just a junior monk, and what he needed should be some handy skills and weapons. What.

But what he didn't expect was that Huang Dazhuang actually asked for the pill. Wasn't this meant to exploit him?

However, as the old saying goes, a mute cannot tell how hard it is to eat Coptis chinensis, and he had such a feeling now.

He has been practicing for tens of thousands of years, and he has never thought about finding a disciple for so many years. However, as his realm gradually stagnated, he knew that his strength in this life may be coming to an end, and it would be nothing more than just dragging it on. It's just a waste of his life.

Once his life span is exhausted, he will die.

Although everyone in this world yearns for the path to immortality, and all monks are also moving forward on this road, no matter you are the master of heaven or a trafficker, you are so vulnerable in the face of time. It is impossible to achieve true immortality, because everyone will experience old age and death.

It can be said that the Avenue of Immortality has never existed. The reason why many monks live a long life is only related to their strength. Therefore, if they want to truly obtain immortality, the monks need to continue to climb forward, because the realm increases. The longevity will also be improved accordingly. Perhaps this is also a different kind of immortality, because the realm will never end, and no one dares to say that he has reached the strongest level.

The human body is an infinite treasure. No one knows where the end point is that humans can reach. What everyone is doing is constantly groping on this never-ending road.

Since he is an individual, he will experience death, so the old man gradually started to look away. Since his cultivation did not have much future, he should pass on his skills, so he needed someone suitable to pass on his tradition. disciple.

It's just that he has been searching for a long time but he has not found a truly suitable one, because most of the evil young people already have a home, and it is definitely impossible for him to find them halfway, so he spent a lot of time just looking for his apprentice. Great mind.

Seeing the appearance of a Heavenly Eye owner, he never thought that the other party had no request to become a disciple at all, so he could only settle for the next best thing and accept Huang Dazhuang as his disciple.

According to Huang Dazhuang's age, as long as he is well cultivated, he will definitely be a rising overlord in time. However, before the apprenticeship ceremony began, he was frightened by Huang Dazhuang's appetite.

Ten thirteenth-grade elixirs. If converted into spiritual stones, they would definitely be a wealth that would make the country rich, so now he is confused.

"Senior, you only have one chance. If you miss it, it's gone." Seeing the old man's changing expression, Wang Feng quickly said another sentence.

"I thought you were so rich, but I didn't expect you couldn't even get ten pills." At this time, Huang Dazhuang also said in a contemptuous tone.

"You two don't need to provoke me, I'll give you the elixir." After looking at Wang Feng and Huang Dazhuang, the old man finally said with a sigh.

Since he has never been able to find a suitable heir to the orthodoxy, he can only agree to Huang Dazhuang's seemingly unreasonable request. Since he is his disciple, everything he has after his death will naturally belong to his disciple, so think of it this way He immediately felt much more relaxed after that.

Just think of it as training your own disciples.

"Meet the master." Seeing that the other party agreed, Huang Dazhuang quickly changed his name and called him master.

He knew how rare Grade 13 elixirs were, so now he was totally getting a huge advantage.

This old man is really easy to talk to.

"Don't be anxious. If you want to join my disciples, you need to kowtow three times. This is the most basic apprenticeship etiquette. Otherwise, we may not be able to become masters and disciples."

"I'm afraid we don't have that kind of time now." After hearing the old man's words, Wang Feng suddenly turned and looked out the window. In his gaze, he saw with his own eyes that the formation outside the Heavenly Demon Palace collapsed.

A formation blocked the two sects for a minute, which was extremely abnormal.

However, these two sects are now as unstoppable as two tigers emerging from the cage. As soon as the first formation was broken, the second formation was broken a few breaths later. The formation that seemed to have amazing defensive power was still There's no way to hold them off for too long.

After all, what they are struggling with now is more than half of the peak combat power of the entire Night Plain. With their joint efforts, I am afraid that even the sky will be poked with a hole, so it is completely reasonable to break the formation.

Of course, what really surprised Wang Feng was not that the two sects joined forces to break the formation. What he noticed now was actually the situation inside the Demon Palace.

Wang Feng left a trace of his own soul in the heart of the Demon Palace. Although this soul was not very offensive, because it was separated from Wang Feng's body, he can now clearly feel the heart. changes in it.

The power in the heart was very calm before, but just now Wang Feng discovered that the power in the heart of the stone statue seemed to be boiling. The spirit demon ancestor should have embarked on the road to resurrection.

Faced with a master who could sweep across the entire night plain, Wang Feng could not ignore him, so he had to end the conversation, because once he missed the best time to attack, the spirit demon ancestor would definitely be resurrected.

He wanted to abduct this old man who was in a terrifying state, but Wang Feng was more afraid that he would be remembered by the other party, so before the other party truly recovered, Wang Feng wanted to make him fail.

"Senior, if you don't want to be chased by the people from the Demon Palace, you'd better leave now." Wang Feng said at this time.

"It's a joke. Although I am no match for the Heavenly Demon Palace, it's not that easy for them to keep me. You two little guys haven't left. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if I left?"

"In that case, just pretend that I didn't say anything." Seeing that the other party did not listen to his advice, Wang Feng did not continue, because now he needed to pay attention to the movements of his soul at all times.

Because the most critical moment has arrived.

In the Heavenly Demon Palace, innocent monks died in batches. The blood mist has filled the entire interior of the Heavenly Demon Palace. It has become a sea of ​​red. Looking at the mountains of corpses, one does not know how many disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace there are. They all felt their bodies getting cold.

It's not that they haven't killed people before, but they have never seen this kind of massacre. Millions of corpses were laid down in one day. This was simply a disaster.

There is now a layer of black mist as dark as ink surrounding the stone statue. These are the immortal evil spirits left after the tragic deaths of the innocent monks. They all died tragically in hatred, so subconsciously they thought Want revenge.

It is precisely because of their hatred to the core that they left behind an astonishing evil spirit after their death. Once these evil spirits are brought out against the enemy, the light ones can make people confused, while the heavy ones can destroy the monks. Soul, this evil spirit is not a good thing, but if used properly, it can be a supreme weapon.

It's just that these evil spirits are not used to fight the enemy. They have only one purpose of existence, and that is to help the spirit demon ancestor open the road to the netherworld.

Although the soul he left behind has become very powerful, if he cannot find his complete soul, it will be difficult for him to escape the shackles of the weapon. Therefore, he can only be truly resurrected if he recalls his soul.

He is like the transformed dragon. Only when he breaks away from the constraints of his original body can he be truly reborn.

And he has been waiting for this day for too long.

"Die, the more deaths the better." A chilling voice sounded. At this moment, the voice of the Spirit Demon Ancestor was like a demonic barrier, making many disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace feel chilled in their hearts.