Taomu Gong had a look of surprise on his face, but he didn't understand why this young man had such a loud tone.
Even if he was really sure of killing himself who was seriously injured, how could he dare to say such words to be used by him? Could it be that this young man was really sure that he could still control him firmly after he recovered from his injuries?
In his hand. After the injury healed, was he sure that he would not turn his back on others?
Mr. Taomu's face darkened, "Boy, you are too arrogant, aren't you? Do you know who I am?"
He is an innate pharmacist! He is also an innate warrior!
This dual identity makes him extremely valuable and increasingly difficult to control. People with dual identities at the same time must be extremely valued in any innate secret realm.
Feng Ziyue ignored him at all and raised his eyebrows, "So, you want to choose death?"
Taomu Gong suddenly felt a heavy pressure coming on his face, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. This kid has not yet entered the innate world, why is his aura so fierce? Not to mention that he is still seriously injured, even if he is intact, he still has to work hard to support him!
There was cold sweat on his forehead. For the first time, he felt that death was so close to him!
A congenital person has a long lifespan. Although he is now seventy or eighty years old, he still feels that he has not lived enough. He feels that he is still very young!
That's why he has been thinking about the Shiquan Dabu Decoction, hoping that after making it, he can perfect his body, and even go one step further, or even live for another hundred years!
Mr. Taomu didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die.
"I cut Su Wuhua into two pieces like this." Feng Ziyue didn't hold the sword. He raised his hand and drew a line diagonally from the shoulder to the ribs. "Some people say that such a cut is called the cassock cut."
, which is quite appropriate, isn’t this slash just like wearing a cassock?”
He smiled faintly and spoke in a calm tone, but what he said was an extremely terrifying fact.
"With such a cut, a person can live for a while and see his internal organs pouring out - if the cut is done well, it will be smooth..."
"I saw that Su Wuhua didn't close his eyes after he fell to the ground. I think he would remember the horrific scene at the moment of death even if he was reincarnated in the next life..."
"do not talk!"
Taomu Gong was frightened and frightened by the facts Feng Ziyue described.
We can't blame him for being too cowardly. In fact, the Bai Yao Sect has lived in Lihua Palace for a long time and has never seen a truly cruel fight. For several generations, the descendants of the Bai Yao Sect have lived happily until their death.
Which one was really killed?
Not to mention the Bai Yao Sect hidden in the Lihua Palace, but also the successors in the Lihua Palace themselves. All the elders and palace masters who can break through the innateness have not died unexpectedly for hundreds of years. The worst is only one hundred and seventeen.
He died immediately when he was eighty years old. No one has ever seen this kind of death with incomplete limbs and cross-section of intestines.
Feng Ziyue described it in detail, and Taomu Gong was frightened, his chest felt uncomfortable, and his face turned pale.
"Hmph! Even if I agree and submit to you, how can you trust me?"
Fortunately, his mind is still clear. Even if he agrees casually and is willing to be used by this young man, if he still has all his abilities, how can this young man with unbroken innateness win his trust? I'm afraid he will have to use some vicious means.
Applying it to himself, if he didn't ask clearly about this, he wouldn't dare to bow his head.
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly. He knew that Taomu Gong's momentum had been reduced and he no longer had the fighting spirit. The choice he gave him had already taken effect.
"Actually..." Feng Ziyue flicked his wrist and saw smoke rising from the beast-binding ring. The golden-haired god yawned and rolled to the ground, "It's very simple..."
"What's disturbing me when I'm sleeping?"
Although he has been tortured for a year, Golden Retriever is still unrepentant. I am afraid that this uncle’s self-portrait will never change again.
"Golden Retriever God!"
Taomu Gong knew what he was doing, and his expression changed drastically. This turned out to be a level nine monster. How could this kid be able to conquer a level nine monster without breaking through his innate skills? He must be dreaming!
In the Martial Lord realm, the corresponding mysterious pet should be no more than a seventh-level monster. After entering Xiantian, you can tame the eighth-level monster. However, the eighth-level monster is difficult to find, so the mysterious pet you are used to is often used before.
——It is only used to replenish profound energy, and is rarely summoned to fight, because the innate master is so powerful that even low-level monsters cannot withstand it. If it does not help the battle at all, he will be slapped by the opponent.
If you die, then the gain outweighs the loss.
Only innate masters who are proficient in the method of controlling beasts, or those who devote half of their skills to mystical pets, will summon them to fight. Otherwise, they will mostly be used as support.
But... To be honest, Mr. Taomu has never seen a ninth-level profound pet.
This is something in the legend. The ninth-level monster is only one level lower than the divine beast. Even ordinary innate masters may not be their opponents. Moreover, the level difference makes them unable to withstand the huge mystery when conquering.
If you are angry, you may explode and die.
Only advanced innate masters can possibly conquer this kind of thing.
But Mr. Taomu had only heard of the so-called advanced innate masters, but had never seen them before.
Is this kid really an innate warrior? How did he conquer this golden-haired divine beast? What does he mean by releasing the golden-haired divine beast at this time? Is he trying to demonstrate to himself?
Taomu Gong was in a state of confusion, and suddenly his heart trembled. Thinking of the legendary stunts of this golden-haired god, he couldn't help but tremble all over, his face turned pale, and his vest was soaked with cold sweat!
"Soul-eating? You actually want to swallow me with this golden-haired divine sword?"
Tao Mu Gong's whole body went weak and he slowly closed his eyes, "Come on! Come on! Come on! I know that you are powerful. Even when I am at my peak, I may not be able to defeat you. Now that I am seriously injured, I can only let you slaughter me.
! Just take my life, why bother playing around anymore!"
"Oh?" Feng Ziyue was a little puzzled when he saw that he was afraid of being like this, "Mr. Taomu, wouldn't you rather die than be devoured by souls and turned into a ghost? In this way, at least you can still preserve your sanity.
, isn’t it good?”
Taomu Gong snorted coldly, "How can I still be sane after being swallowed by the golden-haired god? You accepted me, a congenital demon, but unfortunately it is of no use. If I lose my body, at least half of my strength will be lost if I fight with others.
What's the use, just kill me!"
Feng Ziyue laughed loudly, "Then you are in trouble. Since I want you to use me, it is naturally for the knowledge of elixirs in your mind. What is the use of your three-legged cat martial arts?"
The first special skill that the golden-haired god learned was soul-eating!
Just like an evil tiger, after eating a person, it can raise the person's soul as a puppet for its own use, and send it out to seduce strangers to come back and eat them again - there is an idiom called "acting as a puppet for the tiger", and this is the original meaning.
But the tiger eats a human and turns into a ghost. It loses all its consciousness and is in a daze. It only has some instincts in life, so it only obeys its orders and has no choice but to act.
But the soul-eating stunt of the Golden-haired God is even better. After eating a person, the soul remains condensed and turns into a ghost. His sanity is still the same as before, but he has to rely on the profound energy of the Golden-haired God.
He was born, so he can't stay far away.
What Feng Ziyue wants is the stuff about elixirs in Tao Mu Gong's mind, and he really doesn't care about his hands-on ability and martial arts.
Needless to say, martial arts cultivation. Except for one move, such as Morning Dew, which is somewhat interesting, the other uses of the power of immortality are almost completely inferior and have no reference significance at all.
As for his ability to refine medicine, Feng Ziyue has also asked. He is just an innate pharmacist who has just stepped into the seventh level. He can refine seventh-level elixirs. If there is a formula, Gan Ningshuang can also refine it, and even Feng Ziyue can refine it.
Ziyue himself can refine seventh-grade elixirs as long as he upgrades to another level, so what's the use of him?
Only the knowledge and insight of the elixirs in his mind are of some use. At least he can have the opportunity to guide himself and Gan Ningshuang to break through the threshold of the innate pharmacist - if so, I don't know how far the blood refining method can go, and what can be refined.
An earth-shattering magical elixir.
"Save your sanity and be eaten alive by that golden-haired god - or just give it a try and just die?"
Tao Mu Gong already understood what Feng Ziyue meant. It is not easy to gather your sanity after death. In addition to relying on the special skills of the Golden Retriever God, you also need to have a strong will. Otherwise, your soul will be scattered and your sanity will be lost.
Can it be saved?
Feng Ziyue made such a big call just to let himself choose between these two.
To be honest, they are all the same, and for Tao Mu Gong, they are all dead!
But if you can preserve your sanity...
In his heart, Taomu Gong was still afraid of death and falling into the boundless darkness, but he was also extremely afraid of being swallowed alive by this golden-haired god.
Feng Ziyue showed a very understanding smile and said comfortingly: "It's just a pain and it will pass... If you die, you won't see anything good..."
He knew that Taomu Gong was already moved, so he no longer pressed hard, but comforted her softly.
Mr. Taomu gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, but if I lose my soul, I'm willing to be a ghost!"
He was too lazy to name the Golden Retriever God, so he usually called it Xiao Jin. Naturally, he felt uncomfortable calling the Golden Retriever God, but there was nothing he could do about it.
The Golden Retriever stepped forward in response and glanced at Mr. Taomu with disdain, "I said, you want me to eat such a skinny old man? That's too much, right? You need to find a little girl to eat for me.
Just eat, that’s all!”
The monster is originally a cannibal, but it is still choosy.
"Stop talking nonsense and use Soul Devouring!"
"Ouch!"
The Golden Retriever reluctantly circled Taomu Gong twice and sniffed, "Old man, you should feel honored if you are going to be eaten by me. You have become a rogue here, how can you compare to you?"
Innate masters will live much longer - I don't think you are too happy about it?"
Mr. Tao Mu smiled bitterly, but when he thought of becoming a rogue, as long as the golden-haired god was immortal, he could live forever in the world. It was an alternative method of immortality, and he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
They Bai Yao Sect refined medicine every day and spent several generations to refine the Shiquan Dabu Decoction. All they wanted was immortality. Unexpectedly, the wishes of their ancestors throughout the generations were actually fulfilled in such a strange way.
"Yes, yes, I feel honored. Please ask the gods...just do whatever you want..."
He closed his eyes and prepared to grit his teeth and endure it, but he really couldn't say the three words "please eat". No matter how he said it, he felt awkward.
However, the Golden Retriever was still not satisfied and shook his head.
"Since I ate you, you have been my follower. How can you call yourself me? You should call yourself younger and call me uncle! Say it again!"
Taomu Gong couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only lower his head and said: "Yes, yes, I know, I will treat you to it!"
He has broken the jar and doesn't care about anything anymore.
The golden-haired god was satisfied, nodded, trembled, suddenly opened its mouth, and just took a breath, only to see a black vortex spurting out from its mouth, surrounding Taomu Gong, and pulling hard, all the
They all burrowed into the golden-haired god's small mouth.
Taomu Gong felt that the world was spinning, his footing was unstable, and he did not dare to resist. He fell suddenly and was caught in the black whirlpool. In just a flash, he got into the mouth of the golden-haired god!
In an instant, Taomu Gong disappeared without a trace, while the Golden Retriever God still looked that small, without even a slightly bulging belly.
"Is this soul-eating stunt really magical?"
Feng Ziyue couldn't help but marveled. He didn't know what happened to the monster's belly. After such a big living person swallowed it, there was no change at all. He didn't know where the whole body went.
I heard the Golden Retriever burp, frowned and shook his head, "This old man is really unpalatable, and it smells like medicine. I told you, kid, just feed me this kind of food. It's really cruelty to pets..."
"
It shook its head for a long time, spit out a few bone residues, and kept shaking its head, expressing its extreme dissatisfaction.
"Xiao Jin, here is the ghost!"
Feng Ziyue had already known its temper, so he ignored it and asked in a deep voice.
"Ghost?"
The golden-haired Shenhuan patted his head with a look of surprise on his face, "Oh, I forgot--didn't you feed me just now?"
Feng Ziyue's face darkened, "Xiao Jin, I think your skin is itchy after not being beaten for a few days, isn't it? Why don't you release the evil spirit soon?"
The Golden Retriever saw the change in his expression and knew that it was not good. It often suffers from this kind of disadvantages, and it needs to be taught a lesson by Feng Ziyue from time to time. Unfortunately, it forgets to eat and not to beat, and it has never gotten better.
Seeing that the situation was not good at this time, the golden-haired god quickly laughed and said, "Hey, master, don't be angry, I am just joking with you. The ghost-the ghost is here!"
It coughed for a while, rolled and jumped in place, and finally burped again, spitting out a stream of blue mist from its throat.
The cyan mist swirled and gradually formed a human-shaped shadow in the air.