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Chapter 13 Pen Demon Feng Xian

Xing Tian sat in meditation for three hours before he stood up and took a look at the boiled Millennium Demon Spirit Pearl. It must be said that after simmering it slowly and quickly, the originally clear soup was now very thick, like the best chicken soup, exuding a burst of aroma.

Aroma.

There were three or four large bowls in this pot. Xing Tian first put away the thousand-year-old demon pearl, and then filled a large bowl for himself. The soup was thick, and there was a faint halo wafting in the soup, and the aroma was

It's so tangy that you can't help but move your index fingers when you smell it.

"It's indeed a good thing. It's much stronger than those five-year-old Demon Spirit Pearls. Let me try how it tastes!"

, it is simply delicious to the extreme, and the taste can be savored in various ways. It is wonderful, just like a delicious soup made by a top chef collecting delicacies from all over the world.

In addition to being able to taste the best delicious food, Xing Tian clearly felt an extremely powerful force rushing into his body, but it was worth a month of hard training.

Xing Tian was immediately pleasantly surprised that his cultivation level had actually improved. He secretly thought that it was no wonder that these thousand-year-old demon spirit pearls could be called a treasure. Drinking one bowl of them could increase his cultivation level by one month. So if he drank a hundred bowls, wouldn't it be the same?

Can it improve ten years of cultivation?

This is already extremely terrifying, and the note left by Hanzhu said that if according to normal conditions, a millennium demon spirit pearl can be brewed thirty times in a row, it will be nearly a hundred bowls, that is to say

, a demon spirit pearl can directly improve Xingtian's cultivation for ten years.

Ten years of cultivation is not a small number. For Xing Tian, ​​this is enough to bring about earth-shaking changes.

Xingtian immediately drank the whole big bowl, and immediately filled two more bowls, which were also poured into his mouth. After Xingtian drank three bowls of soup, he had already gained three months of cultivation. The soup in the second pot had already

There was only one bowl left, and just when Xing Tian was about to drink the fourth bowl, an extremely distressed voice came from the room.

"Shut up and leave me a bowl!"

The sound sounded so suddenly that even Xing Tian was startled, secretly thinking that someone was actually coming into the room, and he was not aware of it at all.

Immediately, Xing Tian's muscles tensed up, and he suddenly looked in the direction of the sound. He had already taken out the Earth Dragon Bone Sword in his hand, and saw an old man suddenly appeared in that direction. The old man was staring eagerly at the last bowl of soup in Xing Tian's hand.

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Xingtian felt like he was facing a formidable enemy at this time, secretly thinking that even a strong man from the Earthly Immortal Realm like Mr. Tingyu would not be able to approach him without him noticing, let alone enter this room.

But the old man in front of him could do it, which was enough for Xing Tian to take him seriously.

In Xing Tian's eyes, this old man is at least a master of the Qiankun realm at the level of the old clam demon, and only the Qiankun realm can arrive here without a trace.

However, Xingtian soon discovered that if the opponent was an enemy, then he was actually at an absolute disadvantage. Facing a master in the Qiankun realm, he couldn't even run away even if he wanted to.

If it was an enemy, death would be certain in this case.

For a moment, various thoughts flashed through Xing Tian's mind, but Xing Tian was also an unusual person and quickly calmed down. Obviously, the other party was unlikely to be an enemy, otherwise he would be dead by now.

With this idea, Xing Tian became much calmer. After hearing what the old man said just now, Xing Tian thought for a while and said, "Who is the old man? You suddenly broke in here and asked for the monster I worked so hard to cook.

Spiritual Pearl Soup, isn’t it really a bit rude?”

Xing Tian said this subconsciously after seeing that the old man was well-dressed, but soon Xing Tian felt that he was really an idiot talking about etiquette with a demon clan.

But the old man's reaction surprised Xing Tian.

Then he saw that the other party really realized that he had done something wrong. He actually bowed slightly and said: "I passed by here and smelled the soup brewed by the thousand-year-old demon pearls. I couldn't help but break in here.

But it was the old man who was rude first, so I will make amends to you, little brother!"

Weird!

Xing Tian stared at the old man curiously, secretly thinking that this was the first time he met such a polite person in the demon world. If the other person was a well-educated and sensible human old man, this behavior would definitely make sense, but the other person was obviously a demon clan.

, most of the monsters don't understand etiquette and act casually, so Xingtian is very strange.

Seeing the confusion in Xing Tian's eyes at all, the old man laughed and said: "Little brother, there is no need to be confused. Although I am a demon clan, I understand human nature. Not all demon clan behave casually, and I think

Little brother, although you have demonic energy in your body, you are not a demon. It should be because someone taught you the skills. Could it be that you are a human being?"

Xing Tian's heart tightened, but he realized that this old man was indeed a master of the Qiankun Realm as he had guessed. The old clam demon had said before that only a master of the Qiankun Realm could tell that he was not a demon. He didn't expect to meet him so soon.

Seeing Xingtian meditating, the old man also laughed and said: "Little brother, there is no need to be nervous. The old man is called Fengxian. He has lived on this island of ten thousand monsters all year round. This time, he was indeed attracted by the soup made from your thousand-year-old monster pearls.

So I plan to rely on my old age and beg for a bowl shamelessly, but little brother, I won’t ask for your things for nothing, I can give you something in exchange, what do you think?”

Xing Tian looked at the last bowl of soup in his hand, but felt quite helpless in his heart. He thought that by setting a restriction, no one would know, but he didn't expect that he couldn't hide it from the masters of the Qiankun realm.

After thinking about the situation in front of him for a moment, Xing Tian chuckled and said: "Old sir, if you want to drink this soup, I'll give you a bowl. I don't want to change it, but what about the old gentleman?"

Can you tell that this is the soup made from thousand-year-old demon spirit pearls?"

When the old man Fengxian heard this, he laughed and said: "Good boy, that's good enough. As for why I know it, it's because I drank a lot in the early years and my memory is still fresh. In addition, I have a good nose, so I know the smell as soon as I smell it.

.”

After saying that, he rubbed his hands and stared at Xingtian. Xingtian smiled and handed over the soup of the last night. The old man Fengxian took it as if he had found a treasure. He smelled it first, and then took a sip.

, and then he drank it all.

"However, the flavor is rich and the soup is delicious, and it is made from the most exquisite thousand-year-old demon pearls. However, as far as I know, this kind of treasure is only available to the clam demon clan in the entire demon world, but I don't know that little

What is the relationship between brothers and old clams?" After drinking the soup, the old man Fengxian thought about it carefully before asking. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)


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