Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The sloppy old man watched Fang Lin take three Sanqing Pills in a row, with a look of pain on his face, and quickly stopped.

Even if Fang Lin couldn't heal his black scar, relying on the Sanqing Pill could suppress his injury.

Fang Lin glanced at him, then grabbed another Sanqing Pill and swallowed it in his mouth. He didn't believe that an ordinary old man had stayed here for many years and just cultivated these elixirs.

"stop!"

"There is still a technique here!"

The sloppy old man screamed in pain, as if a piece of flesh had been cut off from his body.

"Senior, please continue."

As soon as he heard the word "Kung Fu", Fang Lin's eyes flashed with golden light, and he came to the sloppy old man's side in an instant, but he never let go of his hand holding Sanqing Dan.

This made the sloppy old man snort coldly. After living for most of his life, he was actually tricked by a little kid.

But for Shangsan Qingdan, everything is worth it.

"About a thousand meters to your left, there is a pile of withered grass on the stone wall. Pull down the withered grass. There are many runes on the stone wall. Go and see for yourself."

The sloppy old man looked at the Sanqing Pill in Fang Lin's hand and said reluctantly that if it weren't for this pill, he wouldn't want to talk to Fang Lin.

Fang Lin's spiritual consciousness extended in the direction mentioned by the sloppy old man, and there were indeed some difficult to understand words on the wall.

The sloppy old man took the opportunity to snatch the Sanqing Pill from Fang Lin's hand, with a disrespectful smile on his face.

When he saw the Sanqing Pill emitting golden light, even the sloppy old man couldn't help but take a breath.

He actually saw a golden pattern!

Those turbid old eyes wandered back and forth between Fang Lin and the golden elixir, showing a look of disbelief.

He refined the elixir that even the alchemy masters couldn't refine, and it reached the gold pattern level!

The sloppy old man's heart was like a huge surging wave.

Can calm down.

A little kid turned out to be a master of alchemy.

The sloppy old man couldn't help but sigh. He was still old after all, and the injuries that had tortured him for half his life had not been resolved. They were not as useful as the pills concocted by a little kid.

Looking at the loose list in his hand, the sloppy old man felt a little excited.

Ordinary Sanqing Pills have a certain effect on the powerful True Immortals. The Sanqing Pills that reach the golden pattern level are completely comparable to Fan Dan and may really be able to heal his injuries.

Thinking of this, the sloppy old man showed a look of heartache again.

Fang Lin had just eaten five golden-patterned mortal pills, and he had no injuries on his body, so it was wasted like this. Isn't this a waste of natural resources?

The sloppy old man shook his head and couldn't wait to swallow this golden-patterned clearing pill.

At this moment, Fang Lin withdrew his spiritual consciousness and looked at the sloppy old man.

"There is only one main ingredient for refining Sanqing Dan. If you swallow it like this, your injuries will probably be like this."

Fang Lin said calmly.

"Can you really heal my injury?"

The sloppy old man stopped what he was doing and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Before, he definitely didn't believe what Fang Lin said, but now that he saw this Sanqing Pill, he had a glimmer of hope in Fang Lin's heart.

"Do not move!"

With that said, Fang Lin took out an iron sword, and the fairy spirit poured into the iron sword, turning into iron shavings, and then silver needles appeared in his hand.

While shattering an iron sword, multiple silver needles must remain intact

, which places extremely high demands on the control of fairy spirit energy, but in Fang Lin's hands, it only took one breath to complete.

This made the sloppy old man couldn't help but look at Fang Lin more.

Then, Fang Lin held a silver needle and inserted it into the sloppy old man's temple, and three more silver needles were pierced into his Dantian.

The temple can be called the Achilles heel. In this world where martial arts is respected, the Dantian is extremely important to every monk. If you are not careful, the Dantian will be broken and you will become a useless person.

The sloppy old man's eyes narrowed, and finally he closed his eyes and gave his life directly to Fang Lin.

If the black scar on his neck couldn't be removed, there was only death waiting for him, so he might as well take a gamble.

The sloppy old man's muscles tensed up, and four silver needles landed on his dantian and temples respectively, causing slight drops of sweat to appear on his back.

He opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. He had undoubtedly been on the verge of hell just now.

Immediately afterwards, three silver needles quickly fell on his neck, and the silver needles fell one after another, all of which were the most important acupuncture points of the human body.

During the whole process, the sloppy old man was in fear and did not even dare to move. He was afraid that if he were not careful, the silver needle would drop and kill him directly.

"Put the Sanqing Pill in your mouth, feel the strange sensation in your chest, and swallow it immediately."

Fang Lin said solemnly, he sealed all the acupuncture points on the sloppy old man's body, divided dozens of strands of fairy energy, followed the silver needle into the sloppy old man's body, and forced all the black aura towards his brain.

At this time, the sloppy old man had his heart in his throat. His life was now completely in Fang Lin's hands. Any slight movement would cause the meridians in his body to become chaotic and he would run away and die.

Fang Lin didn't dare to be careless. All his energy and energy were concentrated on the sloppy old man's body.

Once the sloppy old man is damaged, he will also suffer backlash.

"Swallow!"

As Fang Lin's fairy spirit continued to enter the sloppy old man's body along the silver needle, he frowned and his pupils shrank when he saw the sloppy old man with a dark face.

Fang Lin has concluded that the black scar on the sloppy old man's neck was left by the strange demon, and he must rely on external forces to suppress the remaining power of the strange demon.

Too much external fairy energy will cause the remaining demons to resist. This process may directly lead to the violent death of the sloppy old man.

So Fang Lin used silver needles to suppress the power in the sloppy old man's body, making the strange demon's remaining power mistakenly think that the body was terminally ill, so that Fang Lin could take the opportunity to eliminate the strange demon.

By boiling the frog in warm water, Fang Lin's own power entered the sloppy old man's body. When the remaining power of the strange demon reacted, combined with the power of the Sanqing Pill, the power was directly forced out of the body.

At this critical moment, the sloppy old man didn't swallow the Sanqing Pill, which may have caused the residual power of the strange demon to explode, and even he would suffer the backlash.

"Swallow!"

Fang Lin roared, slapped the sloppy old man on the back, and directly sent a ball of fairy energy into his body regardless of the remaining resistance of the strange demon.

The sloppy old man reacted quickly and swallowed the Sanqing Dan, which turned into a billowing potion and traveled through his internal organs.

puff!

Fang Lin suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at the sloppy old man.

"ah!"

The sloppy old man yelled, and thick black energy emerged from his Tianling Cap, and all the silver needles on his body were blown away.

A muffled groan came from Fang Lin's body, and all contact between him and the eighteen silver needles was severed.

And the sloppy old man also made a crazy move.