When Ming Zhiyuan and Wang Wanyu saw the demon pig fall, they waited for a while. Dai Jin hit it with a stone from a distance, but the demon pig didn't move.
The two of them then came closer to take a look. The demon pig died miserably, with sharp spears all over its body and blood dripping from its buttocks and legs.
Ming Zhiyuan was so excited that his heart was beating fast. This was the first level 3 monster they had killed together. Although it was just a magic pig that had obtained the treasures of heaven and earth and evolved into a level 3 monster, it was still a level 3 monster.
Before this, Ming Zhiyuan had never seen the inner elixir of a third-grade magic beast. Wang Wanyu was also very excited, and she cut open the belly of the demon pig with a few strokes of the dagger in her hand.
"Oops," Wang Wanyu said suddenly, and Ming Zhiyuan followed.
There is a sharp spear that accidentally pierced the inner elixir of the demon pig by some chance. I dare not pull it out at this moment. Once it is pulled out, the inner elixir will overflow with demonic energy, and the inner elixir will be useless.
Wang Wanyu cut out the inner elixir, but did not dare to pull out the sharp spear. She was in a dilemma.
If you pull out the pointed spear, the demonic energy will instantly flow out from the outlet of the pointed spear, but if you don't pull out the inner elixir, you won't be able to concoct it.
Ming Zhiyuan took the inner elixir with the pointed spear in one hand, hesitated for a moment, and a spark flashed in his mind. He quickly glanced at Wang Wanyu, suddenly opened his mouth and stuffed the inner elixir into his mouth, closed his mouth, and quickly pulled out the pointed spear.
When it came out, he swallowed it.
Wang Wanyu looked at his behavior and was dumbfounded. She shouted for a long time: "Zhiyuan, you are crazy. This is a third-grade magic pill."
Ming Zhiyuan didn't answer, and immediately started meditating on the spot. As soon as the third-grade demonic energy entered his body, it began to collide violently. Ming Zhiyuan guided the demonic energy towards the inner alchemy according to Yi Ling's mental method. There were bursts of likeness in his lower abdomen.
Pain like tearing.
Ming Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and sweat fell like raindrops. The violent demonic energy hit the inner alchemy left and right, non-stop.
It was like being hit with a heavy hammer in the Dantian, and the splitting pain hit Ming Zhiyuan heart and soul.
Ming Zhiyuan's consciousness gradually began to blur, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. He knew that he must not fall into coma at this time, otherwise he would most likely not wake up.
Ming Zhiyuan was in a trance, always running the Yi Ling mental method, gritting his teeth to protect the area around the inner elixir.
I don't know how long it took, but the demonic aura gradually eased down. Ming Zhiyuan bit his tongue hard, and the blood on the tip of his tongue spread to his nose. He tried to cheer up, and took out a wisp of breath to absorb the gradually purified demonic aura.
Slowly guide and condense.
Wang Wanyu shed tears and held a dagger against Ming Zhiyuan's chest. Many years ago, Saintess Mountain dealt with countless warriors who were possessed by demons and were kidnapped by the sect for treatment. In the end, they had no choice but to kill them.
Once the demonic energy invades the mind, it is no different from a monster, cold and bloodthirsty, and no pill can cure it.
If Ming Zhiyuan becomes a demon because of this, then she must kill Ming Zhiyuan immediately to prevent him from losing his mind and killing with bloodthirsty.
A long time passed, and it was already sunset, and Ming Zhiyuan finally condensed the last trace of demonic energy.
He opened his eyes and looked at Wang Wanyu's tear-filled face, and smiled weakly: "Uncle Sixth Master, I...I'm fine."
Wang Wanyu didn't bother scolding him, she just asked Dajin to pick him up and hurried back to the cave.
Ming Zhiyuan was exhausted. He felt that he was about to be promoted, but at this moment he had no energy at all to guide the promotion.
Before he could return to the cave and lay on Da Jin's back, he fell into a deep sleep.
At noon on the second day, Ming Zhiyuan woke up and immediately felt the aura in his inner alchemy surging and rolling, and his promotion was imminent. He had no time to make any arrangements, so he immediately started to run the Yi Ling Mental Technique.
The Dantian is as hot as fire, and the inner alchemy is shiny and moist. The demonic energy circulates in it over and over again, and the aura becomes more and more vigorous.
Finally, Ming Zhiyuan felt that his inner alchemy suddenly seemed to be a little bigger and a little stronger.
The demonic energy wandering in the limbs quickly gathered together and began to condense in the inner alchemy. Finally, it became a group of rich and earthy aura and lay dormant.
...
Ming Zhiyuan, a fifth-grade warrior, felt as calm as water. He understood that it was not that his cultivation at sixth-grade was ineffective, but that his promotion required high-level magical beast inner elixirs.
Before reaching the sixth level, he used the sixth-level magic beast inner elixir and quickly reached the sixth level. After the sixth level, the effect of the sixth-level magic beast inner elixir was minimal. It was difficult for him to advance to the fifth level.
If he wants to advance to the fourth level in the future, he will need at least the fourth-level magic beast inner elixir. Yesterday's third-level magic pig inner elixir actually contains water. The magic pig relied on eating heavenly materials and earthly treasures to be promoted to the third level.
, and its own qualifications and cultivation cannot achieve it.
Therefore, the third-grade inner elixir in its body is significantly inferior to the real third-grade magical beast in all aspects.
It is precisely because of this that Ming Zhiyuan took the risk to swallow the third-grade inner elixir and was able to persevere with firm belief in extremely dangerous situations.
If it were a man who truly relied on his own qualifications, swallowed the essence of the sun and moon, and cultivated the inner elixir to the third level of the Warcraft Inner Alchemy, Ming Zhiyuan would not have exploded and died. In other words, he would have become a demon.
Wang Wanyu had been guarding the entrance of the cave. Seeing him promoted to the fifth level, she felt mixed feelings. With her cultivation level, how could she not see that Ming Zhiyuan was cultivating demonic energy?
However, Ming Zhiyuan was not overwhelmed by the demonic energy. But this does not mean that he will not be overwhelmed by the demonic energy in the future.
According to the way Ming Zhiyuan is practicing now, he doesn't know how many magical beast inner elixirs he will have to swallow. All these demonic energies will be absorbed by Ming Zhiyuan in his body.
If something goes wrong in the future and cannot be controlled, everything will break out, and Mingzhi will be far from dead or demonic.
She wanted to persuade him, but she knew she couldn't. This man whom she regarded as her own son had unimaginable perseverance and a stubborn temper that could not be changed once he had made his decision.
At this moment, she felt like she was worried about her rebellious son. She knew she couldn't persuade him, but she wanted to persuade him, but she was afraid of delaying his cultivation path. What a contradiction!
...
It was originally meant to be used to refine medicinal materials for the handsome boy to stimulate his talent, but Ming Zhiyuan got the better of him. Now he had to hunt and hunt other third-level magical beasts, but other third-level magical beasts were not as easy to deal with as the demon pig.
Ming Zhiyuan and handsome boy Da Jin went out to search for several days, but they couldn't find a suitable target.
One hundred and ninety miles to the east, there is a third-grade sharp-toothed demon tiger, which is much taller than the handsome boy. Its natural strength is so powerful that it can bite a wind wolf in half with just one bite of its four sharp teeth. It cannot be done.
provoke.
One hundred and eighty miles further south, there is a nest of long-nosed demon elephants, two of the third level, and the others of the fourth and fifth levels. Don't dare to mess with them.
Two hundred miles to the west is the territory of a lone red-eyed demon lion. The demon lion's talent has been activated, and it can spit out a ball of fire when it opens its mouth. The four steel claws are more than a foot long.
More than a hundred miles to the west, two magic flame phoenixes love each other there and have laid a nest of eggs. The female phoenix is incubating the eggs, while the male phoenix hunts and protects the nest. It is the time when the ferocity explodes when protecting the nest.
In the past few days, Ming Zhiyuan was so worried that he sighed when he saw the handsome boy. If the handsome boy's talent was wings, then their chances of leaving the World of Warcraft Forest would be much greater.
Looking at Daijin again, even though Daijin seems to be a few years older than Liangzai, we still haven’t seen what his talents are?
If both of them could be given a talent-stimulating elixir, they might be able to break out of the forest and return to Saintess Mountain soon.
Now I can't even get the medicine. I can see it, but I dare not touch it. I have to hide and walk.