I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 301 Tune the Birds!

"Get out of the cage!"

Seeing that the smell of meat was getting stronger and stronger, the pheasant demon king gave an order, and the steamer lid flew away.

In the steamer, the six human slaves still kept their lifelike appearance, but their whole body was ruddy, as if they were already ripe.

"Fuck."

When the Pheasant Demon King saw the scene in front of him, his saliva flowed out, and his finger instantly turned into a sharp chicken claw, grabbing towards the heart of the man named Lingcai.

Cannibalism first eats the heart, this is the experience of the pheasant demon king over the years of cannibalism.

Just when her chicken feet were about to land on Lingcaiman's heart, an incomparably sharp dark golden sword energy suddenly descended from the sky, instantly penetrated the defensive formation of the cave, pierced through layers of boulders on the top of the cave, and split into thousands of pieces. Qian Jianguang directly pierced the hearts of all the monster races present.

"Uh"

The pheasant demon king spat out blood bubbles from the corner of his mouth. This sword not only pierced her heart, but also killed her soul.

There is no chance to even lose consciousness.

As the coquettish body collapsed, she vaguely saw a sloppy Taoist figure suddenly appearing in the cave.

He Ping'an's spiritual consciousness swept out to see if there were still monsters alive.

Just now, his sword energy has covered the entire Jiwang Mountain, and none of the trolls escaped from this deadly sword energy.

Withdrawing his consciousness, he was sure that there was no one alive, He Pingan glanced at the six familiar slaves in front of him, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

These six people are human races, but they are willing to serve the monster race as the master, and they are the lackeys of the monster race. Now they are killed by the monster race, and they deserve it.

With a wave of his sleeve robe, the bodies of the six people were instantly smashed into pieces by the boundless mana.

Compared with the monster clan, He Pingan hated these slaves who were slaves to tigers even more.

After all this was done, He Pingan waved his sleeves, and a figure came out of the small cauldron.

"Meet the Dragon Rider Martial Saint!"

This figure fell down and bowed, it was a human slave who was rescued before.

It just took two hours, and his cultivation base has already reached the fifth rank at this time.

Moreover, the gluttonous flesh and blood that he ate before has not been fully digested.

If he digested it completely, his cultivation might be promoted to the upper third rank.

In the dream marriage technique, he seemed to have experienced a hundred years in a short period of time, and He Ping'an had already taught him one by one the experience of cultivating Taoism.

And fighting monsters in the dream, the actual combat experience is not a blank sheet of paper.

"Pindao will give this place to you!"

He Pingan said lightly: "Do you know what to do?"

The man swept around the demon corpses all over the floor, especially the pheasant demon king with a cultivation base of the first rank, and immediately showed ecstasy: "Yes, this junior knows!"

"I'm going too!"

With a wave of He Pingan's sleeve robe, his figure turned into nothingness and slowly disappeared in front of the man.

A quarter of an hour later, all the human slaves in Jiwang Mountain were released from captivity by that famous human slave.

After a burst of impassioned speeches, most of the slaves have completely believed in him and are willing to regard him as the leader.

A small number of stubborn human slaves were beheaded by him directly with thunder.

Afterwards, under the leadership of this person, all the slaves entered the cave, saw the corpses of the Pheasant Demon King and all the demon clans, and there was no doubt about it.

Another half an hour later, in the cave, smoke rose slowly.

All the monster clan corpses were gathered in the cave and hoarded as supplies.

He Pingan first took Jiwang Mountain as the center, wiped out all the ogre tribes within a thousand miles, and then flew all the way north to Jiangzhou.

The southern border is equivalent to the size of the two state capitals of Daxuan, and it is impossible for He Pingan to kill them all.

Moreover, in order not to disturb the demon god, he restrained his breath, let alone harvesting the demon clan on a large scale.

This is the battle between the two clans. Although high-end combat power determines the outcome, countless clansmen are still needed to occupy the territory.

Otherwise, the war would not be necessary.

It was not until the second day that he returned to the cave outside the Taiping Mansion.

At this time, he had already collected more than ten upper third-grade demon pills.

Refining and subduing all these demon pills, most of them are still rewarding Taoism, which adds up to about 100 years of Taoism.

It has to be said that the southern border is a paradise for monsters, and for He Pingan, it is also a paradise.

Among these more than ten demon pills, there are three kinds of monsters, which he has never encountered in the Daxuan Changsheng Palace.

After taking the alchemy, he obtained the 72 techniques of the three kinds of earth evil spirits.

They are Tiaofeng, False Shape, and Finger Transformation!
False shapes, changing shapes, male or female, big or small, or beasts, are ever-changing.

To denote is to change something by pointing at it.

These two techniques are of little significance to He Pingan.

With Tiangang's 36 methods of fetal transformation and shape-changing, any transformation technique will not be stronger than this technique.

However, after the three techniques have confirmed each other, there has been a lot of progress in He Ping's supernatural powers.

Tune birds, use spells to make birds or beasts obey their orders.

This technique seems to be of little use, but after He Ping'an's careful understanding, he found that this technique is actually extremely subtle.

For monsters that have recognized their masters, if they use this technique frequently, it will increase their loyalty. One day in the future, the spirit beasts will not easily rebel if the contract of recognizing their masters is terminated.

Moreover, this technique has indescribable benefits for improving the cultivation of spirit beasts.

He Pingan suddenly remembered that the little waist dog at home asked her to try a difficult move last time, but she felt too ashamed and refused to agree.

With this bird-tuning skill, next time I go back, I won't be afraid that she won't agree
In the cave, everything was as before. The demon king Tuntian was lying lazily on the ground. He sensed that He Pingan was coming back soon, so he stood up quickly and stared at the dying demon god.

"Okay, stop pretending!"

The dark golden light flashed, and He Ping'an waved his big sleeve, revealing his figure, and shot out a mana, and the bird transfer technique fell on Tuntian.

"Master is back."

Tuntian ran over with a flattering face.

"Go and chop a piece of meat for me, I'm useful."

He Pingan waved his hand and threw Tuntian beside Taohao.

"what"

Tuntian glanced at the Taobao in horror, but found that the other party had already lost half of his strength, and looked like he was being slaughtered.

Thinking of this, he became more courageous, held a long knife, and slashed down fiercely, only heard a "shua", raised the knife and fell, directly chopped off nearly a hundred catties of flesh and blood from Taozhen's body.

At this time, Tao Tiao, who had already looked unlovable, was also slashed severely by this one, and he groaned in pain.

Taking a closer look, I found that the most ruthless cut was made by the Tuntian Demon King, who was also a demon clan.

The gluttonous demon god hated his teeth so much, but he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth to curse, so he could only let Tuntian do his best.

Seeing that the Taozhen really had no power to resist, the Demon King Tuntian suddenly became bolder, and even slapped the back of his knife on the head of the Taobao: "I told you to bully the toad clan, and it fell into the hands of the master today. It's good!"

He Pingan couldn't help but let out a chuckle when he saw this scene of the fox pretending to be the tiger.

Those human races in the past, whose cultivation base was not enough, tried their best to cut off a few catties of flesh and blood at best.

But this fellow is a demon race, so if he doesn't do anything, he will kill more than dozens of human races.

"Master, is this flesh and blood enough?"

Tun Tian ran over with this big mass of flesh and blood in his arms.

"Enough is enough, but enough."

He Pingan took the gluttonous meat and flesh, and threw it into the air.

A mass of burning spiritual fire automatically fell under the flesh and blood, enveloping the mass of flesh and blood.

But after a long time, the flesh and blood had changed color slightly, the sound of "Zi Zi" roasting continued to come, and the overflowing aroma filled the entire cave in an instant.

He Pingan took out a knife as thin as a cicada's wing, cut off a piece of roasted flesh, and fed it into his mouth.

In the flesh and blood of the glutinous rice balls, qi and blood are rich, and mana has long been integrated into it. After eating each piece of flesh and blood, it can slightly increase the power of the body.

"Suck it up."

Swallowing the sky demon king smelled this tangy fragrance, couldn't help drooling, it was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet cave.

He Pingan had already seen his appearance in his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to eat too?"

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