One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Swish!

It was a rainy night.

The dripping raindrops fell on the river surface, creating ripples. They fell on the leaves in the courtyard, making a rustling sound.

Pieces of crystal raindrops fell from the green tiles in front of Su Heng, forming a bead curtain.

Su Heng sat cross-legged, facing the wide Guanjiang River outside.

From time to time, lightning flashed, silver snakes suddenly appeared, and the ancient and vast scenery of Canglong Mountain in the distance was vaguely visible.

There was a jar next to Su Heng's left hand, and the lid of the jar had been opened. The large pieces of demon flesh and blood inside were emitting a substantial red mist in the room, making a hissing sound.

And accompanied by blood-red grease, dripping from the irregular pieces of meat.

Su Heng didn't mind the grease, and he raised his head and swallowed it directly.

He now weighed more than 800 kilograms, was about two meters and three meters tall, and had a very strong body proportion.

Under the strong neck are well-developed trapezius muscles, and below are broad and strong shoulders. Two arms as thick as pillars and with muscular bulges naturally hang down.

He is now sitting cross-legged on a cushion on the observation deck outside.

His broad and well-developed latissimus dorsi muscles tightly block the open door behind him.

The muscles on his body are even more hard and shiny like dense metal, with bulges, and a majestic and solemn face like an ancient king.

Just a glance.

It gives people a sense of indestructibility, like a god walking in the world.

Ordinary warriors can only change their innate bones through the extremely risky method of fusing demon skeletons.

But Su Heng doesn't need it.

His body size is infinitely growing and tends to be perfect.

As long as he is alive and has sufficient food supply, even if there is no practice method.

Every day, Su Heng can clearly feel that he is slowly getting stronger and moving towards an inhuman and terrifying realm.

The difference...

is just fast or slow.

After finishing the last piece of blood and flesh in the jar, he wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth.

Su Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the attribute panel appeared in front of him.

There are only three levels in total when the Taotie method is practiced to perfection.

The first level is the secondary stomach, and the second level is the stomach as big as a cow, which expands the secondary stomach space. The talent brought by the third level is the most important.

This talent is called digestion and nourishment.

It allows Su Heng to extract more nutrients from the same food.

Su Heng made a rough calculation.

Before the Taotie method was perfected, he obtained about thirty attribute points a day.

After the Taotie method was perfected, Su Heng's speed of obtaining attribute points was increased to nearly forty.

"About 30% increase, which is not much different from the increase brought by the water ghost poison sac."

However, there is also a difference between the two.

Su Heng felt it carefully, and then whispered to himself, "The increase brought by the water ghost poison sac is the increase in digestion rate, and there is also the limitation that it must be in a water environment to work. But the increase brought by the Taotie method is directly the increase in digestion ability, and there is no restriction."

"Compared with the two, it is obvious that the effect of the Taotie method is much better."

The Taotie method can be improved to perfection and can continue to improve, but the attribute points consumed will increase significantly.

Considering that five days later, it will be the selection of deputy commanders.

Although Su Heng is very confident in his own strength and is not afraid of villains.

But he still has to make foolproof preparations. He plans to choose one of the two methods, "Ice Phantom" and "Miniature Storm Power".

Five days should be enough to practice to perfection.

Further strengthen your own strength and promote the growth of mutant tissues.

Moreover, the strengths also complement each other, and then the strength can be significantly improved again.

Thinking of this...

Su Heng retracted his sight from the distant river.

Turning around, lowering his head, he returned to his house.

The house that was originally still habitable now gradually seemed a little cramped for Su Heng's huge body.

Especially when passing by the door beam.

Su Heng had to pay attention to lowering his head, otherwise he would directly knock down the house.

On such a rainy day, making a noise would always cause a lot of trouble and ruin the good mood just now.

In the room.

The oil lamp on the wall burned quietly.

He bent down and picked up the two books on the bookcase that recorded the secrets of true skills.

Su Heng looked at each of them and soon had an idea, "The Qingmu Changsheng Gong in the bone strength stage is matched with the Chiyang Black Evil Power, and the lethality is already quite good. But when I fight, the means of trapping the enemy are still too simple."

"The power of the Ice Phantom has a layer of ice lag special effect, which should be able to make up for this shortcoming a little bit."

Su Heng thought for a while.

Put down the secret book recording "Miniature Storm Power" again.

He held another booklet containing "Ice Phantom" in his hand as a direction for his hard training in the next five days.

Crack!

First, there was a flash of silver light, and a blazing thunder fell from the sky.

Then there was a rumble of thunder, echoing over the mountains, startling a large number of flying birds.

Outside the open door, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and the dripping rain dripped from both sides of him.

Su Heng stopped his movements and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then he put the booklet down again.

He took a step forward and came to the courtyard outside the door.

"Who are you?" Su Heng spoke in a gentle tone. He didn't want to ruin his good mood because of the sudden visit of a stranger.

The man slowly raised his head, and under the dark hood, there was a face without facial features.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The faceless man has no mouth on his face, but a muddy and hoarse voice comes out.

It's like some kind of ventriloquism, but there is a difference.

"The important thing is that you chose the wrong path." The faceless man said coldly.

"The wrong path?" Su Heng tilted his head, "You mean..."

"It's ridiculous that Li Daoxuan would pin his hopes on a junior like you." The faceless man didn't play tricks, and said directly, "What Li Daoxuan can give you, we can also give you. Give up the election for the Demon Suppression Tower, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

"Seven major families, ah no, sorry, it should be six major families now." Su Heng said gently, "Which family are you from?"

"Answer my question." The faceless man said coldly.

Su Heng was silent, looking up at the sky, the lead-gray clouds rolled, and the raindrops expanded rapidly in his field of vision.

"Why..."

He sighed and spoke in confusion.

"Why?" The faceless man was confused by this sudden sentence.

The gentle expression on Su Heng's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes became cold, emitting a faint bloody light in the dark rainy night.

His huge body seemed to expand with it.

An invisible breath, like smoke, spread outward and enveloped the surroundings.

"Life is such a miracle, why don't you know how to cherish it, and have to jump in front of me one by one to die." Su Heng sighed, "Why do you have to force me to kill all of you."

"Kill all!?"

The faceless man sneered, "Arrogant, do you know who you are facing?"

"I don't need to know the origin of a corpse." Su Heng's patience gradually ran out, "I just need to know that anyone who stops me will be killed without mercy!"

Hiss--

Before he finished speaking, he moved forward brazenly.

The faceless man's face twitched and twisted, as if he was horrified.

His whole body quickly became virtual and merged into the shadow, but he was still a step slower and was grabbed by Su Heng's big hand.

Bang!

Pressed down heavily.

Brain matter, blood, and large pieces of mud were splattered everywhere.

Su Heng's face and body were stained with blood. He stretched out his tongue, licked a little brain matter on the edge of his lips into his mouth, and took two sips.

"It's so disgusting."

Su Heng turned and left, returning to the house.

In the courtyard behind him, a white mist suddenly appeared in the huge pit.

The body of the faceless man was quickly decomposed and gradually disappeared. Only a piece of white gelatinous meat Tai Sui and a hooded long gown stained with dark red blood stains remained in the pit.

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Boom!

Thunder came from the distant mountains and echoed endlessly.

In the Hong family's earthen fortress, in a tower with a fiery red candlelight.

A middle-aged man in a pure white robe, with a strong body, like a scholar, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood foam.

A stream of black air spread along his neck to his face.

A look of pain appeared on the man's face.

He quickly reached out and touched several acupuncture points around his neck, and then took out a few black pills from his arms.

He raised his head and swallowed them in one gulp.

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

He kept pinching seals with his hands, and after a while, the black air on his face slowly disappeared.

"Huh..."

The middle-aged scholar opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the situation?" In the candlelight, on the other side of the wooden table, a bald man with a narrow scar on his face was looking at him with some concern.

"I couldn't persuade that guy, and even one of my shadow puppets was killed." The middle-aged scholar said coldly.

"That's not surprising."

The bald man on the other side poured a cup of tea and said gently, "The old man Li Daoxuan has a very high vision. If he can see it, there must be something extraordinary."

"So what?" The middle-aged scholar snorted coldly, "How can such a large Demon Suppression Division be supported by him alone? What's more, Li Daoxuan has reached his twilight years and is unwilling to merge with the demon skeleton. He will not live for many days."

"He did this and suddenly arranged someone to take over the Demon Suppression Tower. It's just a dying struggle. He wants to take the opportunity to turn against us."

The middle-aged scholar is named Song Ting.

He is an elder with both strength in the Demon Suppression Song family.

He also has a brother named Song Yingchun. The two of them can compete with a family head together.

It is precisely because of these two people that among the six major families in Baihua County today. Except for the Hong family, which is far ahead in strength, the Song family is vaguely the strongest among the remaining five major families.

And the bald man with a gentle temperament in front of Song Ting is Hong Wendao.

Hong Wendao is a pawn arranged by the Hong family in the Demon Suppression Division, and is also a strong contender for the original deputy commander.

But now, there is a rumor in the Demon Suppression Division.

This position was pressed on an outsider out of thin air.

Hong Wendao has been planning for this matter for decades, and naturally he is unwilling to give up easily.

So, this conspiracy came into being. The two tried to test it, but the result was not optimistic. The shadow puppet that Song Ting spent a lot of resources to cultivate was directly pressed to death.

Caught off guard, even Song Ting was backlashed and injured.

"Are you really sure you can defeat that person." Song Ting still felt a little unsafe, "That person does not live in the Demon Suppression Division, but in Jiangyue Pavilion. We can find an opportunity to kill him directly."

Song Ting put his palm together as a knife and drew a stroke on his neck, his face sinister.

Anyway, this is not the first time that similar things have been done.

The previous master of the Demon Suppression Tower, Xu Tong, was injured and crippled by their design, and no evidence was left.

Even if Li Daoxuan had some doubts.

Without a clear clue, they could not do anything.

"No." Hong Wendao shook his head and decisively rejected Song Ting's proposal, "It's okay to do such a thing once, but it's not safe to do it a second time."

"And he doesn't live in the Demon Suppression Division, so it's hard to guarantee that it's not a trap set by Li Daoxuan to lure us in."

"If we anger Li Daoxuan, we will be in trouble... We will all be in trouble."

"That's right," Song Ting frowned.

Li Daoxuan is almost exhausted, so we just need to slowly consume him.

If the table is overturned, this old thing will be furious and take away a few family heads without any problem.

This is why, although the combined strength of the six major families has surpassed the Demon Suppression Division, they have never torn their faces, and the entire Baihua County still maintains superficial harmony.

Of course...

Such harmony cannot last for too long.

Once Li Daoxuan dies, he doesn't even need to die, as long as he is weak enough to suppress everything.

At that time, the entire Baihua County will be in chaos and the world will be turned upside down.

"And Li Daoxuan will never think that I have practiced the Hong family's iron chain blocking the river to perfection, plus the amplification effect brought by the furnace pill. With a full burst, even if it is Li Daoxuan in his normal state, I can still take his ten moves or more."

Bang!

Hong Wendao gently put down the wine glass.

Looking at the dark rain curtain outside the window, his face was full of confidence.

It seemed that being able to take Li Daoxuan's ten moves in his normal state was a great honor for him.

"Since he wants to struggle, let him try. Since he doesn't want to be decent, then I will help him be decent!" Hong Wendao stretched out his hand and clenched his five fingers fiercely.

In the firelight, the gentle temperament on his face disappeared.

A scar made his face look even colder and more ruthless. "I will tell him that even the legendary Golden Eyed Ape King who suppressed everything will have a day when he is too old to do anything. This Baihua County will eventually belong to my family. This is the general trend, and no one can stop it!"

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