Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

After calming down, Chen Mo took a deep breath, and the next moment, Yunqing Sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Seeing a flash of cold light, the five-horned heavy lizard, which had just calmed down, suddenly trembled all over.

It opened its huge eyelids and looked at Chen Mo with pity, praying for the last glimmer of hope!

However, since he was going to take this step, how could Chen Mo be soft-hearted? If he couldn't bear to kill even a monster he raised, how could he kill people in the future?

He suddenly raised his hand, and the long sword pierced the neck of the five-horned heavy lizard. The severe pain made the monster struggle violently.

The instinct of resistance made it open its bloody mouth and bite towards Chen Mo's arm.

Ding!

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the five-horned heavy lizard gradually lost its voice.

Death made it finally abandon all emotions and fight to the death.

But the huge gap in strength made it completely powerless to resist.

Chen Mo drew out his sword, turned the five-horned heavy lizard over, and then cut along its belly, cutting off its already riddled leather bit by bit.

When he reached the head, he cut it hard.

The five sharp horns were cut off at the root!

However, with the sharpness of the Yunqing Sword, when cutting the horns of the five-horned heavy lizard, cracks were still formed in the keratin that had not grown.

In addition, the leather was ripped apart by Xiao Kang, so this five-horned heavy lizard might not be sold at a good price!

However, how could the leather and horns of a monster that was only at the first level of Qi Refining be used to refine magic tools?

The blood soaked Chen Mo's sword and clothes. He took a basin and caught the blood that was still dripping. When the blood was almost dry, he used the Yunqing Sword to deal with the body of the five-horned heavy lizard.

He cut off the head with one sword.

Xiao Kang ran over and was about to take it away.

But Chen Mo kicked it away!

He swung his sword to cut off four of them, their powerful claws and muscles were still twitching.

He cut open the belly and discarded the internal organs.

Chen Mo still didn't know how to deal with the water.

He cut the remaining meat into pieces, wrapped it with oil paper, and put it into the storage ring.

After raising it for so long, the skin and horns were useless. If it was not eaten, how could the cost of the thirty or forty taels of spiritual sand be recovered?

It took Chen Mo half an hour to finally deal with this five-horned heavy lizard.

He took off his bloodstained clothes and burned them, but there was no blood on the blue python robe lining.

He went back to the house and took a new dress to put on, and then went to the back kitchen.

Xiao Kang had been following him. One of his harem was eaten, and he was still very happy about the revenge.

Boil water in a pot.

Chen Mo took a piece of the fattest meat from the belly of the five-horned lizard and threw it in. After blanching, an unspeakable fishy smell floated out.

It even made me want to vomit.

"Damn! It can't be really inedible!" Chen Mo couldn't help but swear.

He didn't even season it. He threw the blanched meat directly to Xiao Kang, but the other party also avoided it.

"The meat is really inedible?!"

He suddenly felt a sense of being hit hard. He had been smooth sailing for many years and had never suffered a loss. He never thought that his reputation would be ruined by an egg.

Chen Mo cooked meat from different parts of the body, including the extremely strong limbs! Until the whole kitchen was stinking, he finally gave up.

The rotten meat in the basin was thrown out together with the one in the ring.

But just when he threw the head of the five-horned lizard out, Xiao Kang, who had been following him, rushed out like a fly.

The sharp beak was about to peck down, but the head was caught by someone!

"Giggle! Giggle!"

"Wait! You want to eat this?"

"Giggle! Giggle!"

"What do you mean I don't want it? I just accidentally dropped it!"

Chen Mo felt that this head of the five-horned heavy lizard, which was comparable to a bull's head, seemed a little different.

He threw Xiao Kang aside, picked up the peeled big lizard head, and returned to the kitchen.

He blanched it in water as usual, but this time, a fragrance similar to spiritual energy gradually floated out, and soon the fishy smell in the room was dispelled!

Seeing that the color of the five-horned heavy lizard head was getting darker and darker, Chen Mo seemed to understand.

This kind of monster should be considered very common, so there must be cultivators who have tried to cook its meat to eat, but the result can be met.

However, the cultivators of Qingyang Sect seem to have a habit.

Chen Mo discovered when he was eating spiritual chicken that they didn't like to gnaw on chicken heads!

In the end, they would discard them.

In this way, they would not have any intention of eating the head of the five-horned heavy lizard.

After a while, although most of the cultivators had never dealt with the five-horned heavy lizard, through word of mouth, it was basically a consensus that this thing could not be eaten and was not worth raising.

"So, the head can be eaten?"

Chen Mo smiled.

After blanching the water, he poured in the water condensed by the spiritual rain again, added a lot of spices, and turned to a low fire to start braising.

Considering the extremely tough meat of the monster, it would not be rotten in seven or eight hours.

So, Chen Mo sat in meditation and practiced on the spot.

Occasionally, after a big cycle, he got up and added some water.

In this way, he waited quietly.

...

While Chen Mo was still fighting wits and courage with the meat of the five-horned heavy lizard, Song Yunxi, who was originally planning to deal with the seeds, got a flying pigeon. After reading the content on it, he was gloomy and silent, and sacrificed the flying sword and went straight to Ziyun Peak!

He seemed extremely anxious, and his whole body was even trembling.

The flying sword under his feet seemed to sense his emotions and emitted a series of low hums.

About half an hour later, Song Yunxi arrived at Ziyun Peak.

He did not go to the Transmission Hall, but landed directly in the Formation Hall.

At this moment, the originally bustling Formation Hall was much more solemn and quiet, and no one could be seen in the entire square.

The winter wind was howling, like a wail, and like a sob.

Song Yunxi hurried to the door of the hall, but when he was about to get close, he slowed down.

In the end, he still plucked up his courage and stepped in with his fists clenched.

The hall was solemn and quiet.

A heavy coffin lay in the center of the hall in deathly silence.

Song Yunxi almost moved forward, and finally, he came to the coffin and finally saw the figure lying inside!

For a moment, the image of that arrogant person who liked to quarrel with him echoed in his mind.

After returning from the competition that day, the action of stepping on the stone bench seemed so heartbreaking at this moment.

Song Yunxi didn't like Ban Xiaowei because he always choked him with words.

But not liking doesn't mean hating...

At this moment, he stood beside Ban Xiaowei's coffin, unable to speak for a long time.

On the hall, the elder Yu Yun, who had a beautiful face, slowly walked down.

"Greetings, Elder Yu." At this moment, Song Yunxi couldn't have any other emotions, and didn't even have the strength to look up.

Yu Yun flipped his hand and took out two things: "This pair of cloud-stepping boots should have been taken back, but Xiaowei asked before he died that he must give it to you, and this foundation-building pill is also."

Song Yunxi clenched his fists, and his nails had already pinched into the flesh.

"Take them, let's go."

Song Yunxi picked up the porcelain bottle and cloud boots on the coffin, turned around and left this place!

He didn't dare to look at Ban Xiaowei again...

Behind him, a murmur came:

"Why use the Seven-Li Ling Killing Formation?"