Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

That guy is actually a human?!

Zhang Jing's eyes slowly fell on the strange sheep horn in his hand.

After feeling the powerful erosion power contained in it.

He couldn't help but think of the half-man, half-goat monsters that were transformed from the people in the village tonight, as well as the fleeting aura of the goat-headed monster that he shot to death, and a flash of enlightenment suddenly flashed in his heart.

Zhang Jing felt an inexplicable interest in his heart.

His spiritual consciousness instantly penetrated his body, and he began to carefully examine the pitch-black horn in his hand.

a long time.

It's similar to an innate divine object, but the power contained in it... is so incomplete. It feels like it's just fragments?!

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

For Zhang Jing, who had previously possessed the innate Qingxiao Yun Qi and the innate Blood Gold Essence, the innate divine objects were naturally familiar to him.

This is also one of his main goals in coming to the Night World this time.

But what he didn't expect was.

As soon as he came over, he immediately found a trace of the innate divine object.

After taking this thing back, even if it is not used, it should be able to sell some luck. Unfortunately, no trace of the demon heart core that Junior Brother Qu mentioned was found. I hope that there will be demon hearts among the Mengyang County Demon Division. Nuclear related news.”

Zhang Jing thought with great hope.

Subsequently.

He lightly glanced at the burly man Xuesuo not far in front of him, gestured to the sheep horn in his hand, and asked casually:

You call this kind of thing a monster?

Report to your lord.

Xue Suo struggled to move his eyes away from the mysterious black sheep's horn in Zhang Jing's hand, lowered his head and replied solemnly:

We, the Demon Suppressor, will call things like the horns in your hand that contain weird and terrifying power as monsters. According to legend, the origin of these monsters is very ancient, and they should have the same origin as those monsters.

Could it be that what you're holding is——

He seemed to have guessed something and hesitated to speak.

That's right, it's what was left behind after the guy died just now.

Zhang Jing nodded.

Hiss——, that sheep-headed demon turned out to be a trick cultivator, no wonder it is so difficult to deal with! Half-step to general level, half-step to general level, this is probably a general-level trick.

After getting a positive answer.

A trace of fear suddenly flashed in Xuesuo's eyes, but the fear was soon replaced by a look of joy.

Fortunately, sir, you killed him, otherwise we would be in trouble when he reaches the rank of general.

Say it.

The other party couldn't help but glance at the black sheep horn in Zhang Jing's hand again, with a flash of heat in his eyes.

That's a general-level monster!

The controllers are all those who stand at the top of the general level, suppressing states and counties, and even establishing a bloodline family.

It's a pity - now he has an owner!

He shook his head rather regretfully.

It is self-evident what it means for this thing to fall into the hands of an adult who is suspected of being a high-ranking general.

the other side.

Zhang Jing smiled slightly.

He had no need to hide it, nor did he want to.

Although this thing has some value, the level is too low after all. Unless he collects all of it, Zhang Jing will not value it very much.

The key is that he observes the performance of Xuesuo and his team.

This weird thing seems extremely precious?

Think of this.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but glance over the faces of the dozen or so people in front of him, and the look of longing and envy that couldn't be concealed on their faces instantly came into view.

“It just depends on what fish we can catch.”

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes.

…

…

Two days later.

It was afternoon, and the sunlight was mild, adding a touch of warmth to the cold weather.

Mengyang County, Dongcheng.

In a quiet courtyard.

The sound of squeak echoed endlessly.

Follow the sound.

A Taishi chair was shaking constantly.

Zhang Jing, on the other hand, was half lying on it, his eyes slightly narrowed, his expression calm, and his whole person had a somewhat leisurely temperament.

at some point.

As the ancient book in his hand turned to the last page.

Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes.

In the Night World, demons are divided into spirits, demons, great demons and demons from low to high, which roughly correspond to the soldier level, general level, prince level and the highest level king level among monks, but generally speaking, the high-level combat power of demons Much stronger and much more numerous.”

Monks of the demon sect, monks of deceitful ways, is this their main training system? It sounds a bit unserious.

Zhang Jing shook his head slightly.

But he didn't pay too much attention.

After all, the cultivation methods of this world can already be seen in Xue Suo.

He had expected this.

but……

The demon's remnant slough mentioned here, according to the description, should be the core of the demon. Is it true that only demons and other beings above them exist after death? No wonder that after the guy died, there was nothing but strange ram's horns. There’s nothing left.”

The relationship is half a level behind.

Zhang Jing suddenly felt dumbfounded.

Subsequently.

With a 'pop' sound, he dropped the ancient book in his hand on the table in front of him.

The squeaking sound of the bamboo chair shook again.

Seems to be waiting for something.

…

…

Mengyang County Town Magic Division.

In a bright room.

A handsome man wearing a red and silver python official robe was carefully playing with a pot of unknown and delicate flowers in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips.

behind him.

Xuesuo, who had not fully recovered from his injuries, knelt quietly on the ground, not even daring to take a breath.

Time passed little by little.

How is that person doing now? the man asked softly, instantly breaking the silence that filled the room.

The voice actually gave people the feeling of a woman speaking.

Hear the sound.

The bloody rope on the ground couldn't help but trembled, and immediately said in a deep voice:

Reporting to the general, that gentleman is still in the courtyard. He only reads ancient books every day and does not do anything else. He has passed the several tests you ordered. He should not be a monster.

That's good.

The man in red robe gradually stopped moving his hands, and then said in a calm tone:

Since there is no problem, let me go and visit in person. By the way, you are saying that this person got a general-level artifact two days ago?

General, my subordinates saw it with their own eyes.

Xuesuo buried his head.

In two days, there shouldn't be time to refine it and recognize its master.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in the red-robed man's eyes, and a trace of fire suddenly arose in his heart.

He seems to have reached the limit of a high-ranking general. He is only one step away from entering the realm of marquis, becoming a real high-level leader of the Demon Suppressing Division and ruling a state. By then, there will be a qualitative leap in strength and lifespan.

However, this step seems very close, but in fact it is a natural chasm that has stumped countless heroes and geniuses throughout the ages.

Unless the power of one's own practice itself comes from a great demon.

Otherwise, you can only break in by relying on your strong accumulation.

Its difficulties are not enough for outsiders to understand.

to him.

This weird thing came just in time!

General, that gentleman should be a high-ranking general. If you want to get that weird thing from him, you may need to consider the long term.

The bloody rope on the ground seemed to have guessed something, Weak Shengsheng reminded.

There is also a gap between high-ranking generals! I can certainly let him work for the Demon Suppression Department honestly. Besides, the demon is the task of the Demon Suppression Department. To be fair, at least half of the strange ram's horns belong to the Demon Suppression Department. The Demon-Suppressing Division.”

If he can hand it over, then our Mengyang County Demon Division will undoubtedly have more knowledge and a path to practice the trickery at the general level, which will be a good thing for everyone.

As a reward for the mission, you naturally have the right to use this strange thing to practice.

The man in red robe said righteously.

Hear these words.

Xuesuo's breathing became rapid.

Little thought was given to it.

General, my subordinates are going to persuade that adult now and try to get him to hand over the ram's horn to the Demon Suppressing Division. Xuesuo said with a fiery tone.

No, you lead the way, I'll go there myself now!

After all, he is a high-ranking general, and he should have no less respect and etiquette. By the way, you send someone to inform the other two generals! Today is our Mengyang

The man in red said seriously.

My subordinate understands!