"Your strength has dropped a bit since entering the country. Eating some demon meat can increase your strength!"
Although the little mallard duck is huge in size, it has never transformed into a human form. It has only opened its tongue.
At this time, it was grilled by the flames, and the little demon turned into a pile of half-cooked meat.
The Golden Toad Karmapa pointed at the mallard, then stretched out his fingernails to scratch the mallard's burnt skin.
He took out a piece of white meat from the side of the duck's body, put a green gall bladder in, and then stuffed it into Zhang Xuezhou's mouth.
A living little mallard duck could not save his life, but a living Zhang Xuezhou could suppress the severe injuries in his body.
Even Zhang Xuezhou's increased strength can better suppress his injuries.
As long as you make a little comparison, anyone in their right mind will know how to choose.
The Golden Toad Dharma King doesn't mind the death of a little demon at all.
"Ancestor, wouldn't it be bad if you swallowed too much demon meat?"
Jin Wanliang asked in a low voice.
If a person can become stronger by eating a demon, then a demon can get the same result by eating a demon.
But the monsters did not turn into murderers of their own kind.
Jin Wanliang just thought about the logic and felt that eating demon meat to increase strength seemed unreliable.
"Old Ancestor, the number of monsters I'm going to talk to is eighty if not one hundred. Do you think that's okay?"
King Jinchan glanced at Jin Wanliang, and his pleasant expression made Jin Wanliang feel chilled in his heart.
"Don't be nervous. Ancestor will not eat useless waste when he comes!"
Jinchan Dharma King pointed at Zhang Xuezhou, and then pointed at Jin Wanliang.
"Old Ancestor, if you don't eat the same kind of food, it will make me feel sick!"
The Golden Toad King tore off a thigh of the mallard, peeled it off slightly, and then began to swallow it in big mouthfuls.
After running away for several days, he was also physically hungry, but the higher he practiced, the better his ability to resist hunger, which prevented him from falling into the dying state of Zhang Xuezhou.
"There are hundreds of kinds of demons, and there are hundreds of ways to eat them. It's okay to eat well. If you don't eat well, it's common to block the meridians and damage the blood." The ancestor of Jin Chan opened his mouth and pointed to himself: "Our meat is not good.
It’s delicious, but the venom is very poisonous. If we are eaten, someone will definitely take the toad skin and toad skin!”
"I don't know who is so wicked as to figure out how to eat golden toads, and actually wants to take away the poison we rely on and peel off our skins!"
Jin Wanliang groaned bitterly, and then followed the method of the ancestor Jin Chan and took off the mallard's other leg.
He would eat wherever his ancestor ate. Jin Wanliang did not seek to increase his own strength, but he did so to avoid causing any problems.
Swallowing demon meat has similar results to swallowing pills, but no matter which method is used, once an overdose is taken, the poison in the body will be deep and the body will be injured.
But after taking a bite of the mallard's thigh meat, Jin Wan felt his body suddenly warm up. There was a warmth in his belly, and his physical strength and mana were also rapidly recovering.
"It's not a bad thing if your toad clothes are taken away. At least there will be fewer demons trying to take advantage of you," said the Golden Toad Dharma King.
"That is!"
Jin Wanliang nodded.
Losing Jinchan Baoyi was something he hated deeply, but there were also some unexpected gains.
As a bachelor like him, it is difficult to extract any benefits from him, so there are few people who would attack him viciously.
Jin Wanliang didn't know whether this was a blessing or a curse.
But the comfort from King Jinchan made him feel a lot more comfortable.
According to King Jinchan, he should be relatively safe in the Holy Land of Xieluoxuan.
"But you don't have to sit back and relax because of this," Jinchan Dharma King said: "Those who can go to the Holy Land are outstanding people. There is no room for waste there!"
"oh!"
Jin Wanliang nodded, and then quickly responded.
Being a waste can help people make less decisions, but if you continue to be a waste, you will definitely be kicked out, or even beaten to death.
His mind is not particularly bright, but he is relatively clear-eyed when it comes to hidden dangers in life, and he can understand it with just a few clicks.
"What about him?"
After fully understanding his situation, Jin Wanliang couldn't help but think about his accomplices.
One hero has three gangs, and it is a hard truth that when there are more people in a fight, one will have the upper hand.
Of course, Jin Wanliang didn't want to fight alone in a foreign country as a monster. If Jin Chan Dharma King was willing to let go, he would like to have one more helper.
"This guy is willing to be my little brother!" Jin Wanliang squirmed in a low voice.
"Be a little brother!"
Dharma King Jinchan replied casually, thinking of himself for some reason.
If there were a ranking of the most miserable brothers in history, King Jinchan felt that he would definitely be included in it.
Except for the dead mallard duck in front of him who was a little bit more miserable, it would be difficult for other miserable people to surpass him.
The master is lost, the Dinghai Pearl that he relies on to hold the bottom of the box is broken, and his body is riddled with holes. He has to seek help from a young monk who has just entered the country to suppress the trauma in his body...
Jin Chan Dharma King just thought about his trauma and felt that the mallard duck leg meat in his mouth was getting saltier and saltier.
He took out the duck leg meat stained with green blood and felt waves of dizziness in his mind.
"Let him wake up and quickly suppress my body. When the ancestor returns to the Holy Land, the ancestor strongly recommends that you go to the Ten Thousand Demons Monument to learn a top-notch demon technique!"
Jin Chan Dharma King pointed out what needed to be done next, and used another temptation to tightly bind Jin Wanliang, and then he groaned and fell into a dormant state.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, my ancestor is going to die, please wake up quickly!"
The Golden Toad Dharma King is superior to me in terms of ability, but there is no difference between the two in their appearance when they die.
Seeing the appearance of Dharma King Jin Chan, Jin Wanliang felt that this ancestor was going to travel westward on a crane.
Seeing His Holiness Jin Chan's low breathing and his legs constantly clamping together, Jin Wanliang knew clearly that this was a sign of death.
This made him push Zhang Xuezhou hard.
"uh-huh?"
In a hazy state of consciousness, Zhang Xuezhou felt something was stuffed into his mouth.
This led to him being scolded by a mallard for a long time.
But that's all.
As Zhang Xuezhou slapped him away, the duck shut its mouth of nagging and cursing.
Zhang Xuezhou felt a warmth rise in his belly. The poisonous gas he had breathed into his body quickly dissipated, and his life and strength continued to recover.
There was a tingling sensation in the body on his arm, and Zhang Xuezhou opened his dazed eyes.
He still had burning pain all over his body, especially his arms, but the cold wind felt much better.
"Don't push me, it hurts!"
Seeing Jin Wanliang shaking himself repeatedly, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but scream.
"Hurry up and suppress the injury of the ancestor. He is going to die." Jin Wanliang said: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't think about those things that are useful or useless. This is the mountain of 100,000 mountains. Without the ancestor to guide us, we will not be able to survive in this life."
I can’t even get out!”
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou's eyes glancing at the Jin Chan Ancestor, and then a familiar look appeared on his face, Jin Wanliang had a quick reminder.
Not to mention Zhang Xuezhou's complex thoughts, Jin Wanliang is no different.
It is better for the ancestor to be called well than to die early.
If possible, Jin Wanliang would very much like to inherit the mantle of King Jinchan after his death.
But something is wrong with the current location.
This is a natural maze of mountains with hundreds of thousands of mountains and it is difficult to find the correct exit.
In a place like this, he could only rely on the Golden Toad Dharma King to lead the way, not to mention that the Golden Toad Dharma King also gave him a promise to learn the magic. This chapter has been completed!