Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"It's a mountain-carrying turtle, so it's a mountain-carrying turtle. At least it has a reputation, right?"

Chen Mo landed on the old turtle. After the blood transfusion, his body was as big as the entire Changge Spirit Pond.

Now it was just a dark yellow mountain range, which looked steady and majestic on his back.

I believe that as time goes by, this mountain range will become lush and green, and by then, the old turtle's back will be another world.

"I...I...I can't get smaller."

The old turtle was sad.

Due to the special features of the mountain-carrying turtle, he was already huge, and Chen Mo's perseverance in [Strongness] seemed to have strengthened his characteristics.

"It doesn't matter. When there is a chance to transform your back, it will be a mobile spiritual field!"

The old turtle turned into this, and Chen Mo was actually a little happy.

It is said that there were not many mountain-carrying turtles in ancient times.

Although it is neither a fierce beast, a disaster beast, nor a lucky beast, an adult mountain-carrying turtle often carries the whole world on its back, so people are willing to call it an auspicious beast.

Especially the people on his back will treat it as a god.

Of course, Chen Mo believes that as the old turtle's strength continues to improve and his blood becomes purer, the world on his back will become bigger and more real.

This time, the old turtle did not awaken his magical powers.

But figuring out the source of his blood is something worth celebrating.

In short, Chen Mo is very satisfied.

It's just the right opportunity to keep the other party in Motai Mountain, so that he doesn't have to go to Zhongzhou and keep talking all the way.

Two Yuanying monsters have completed the blood transfusion in succession, and their appearance and strength have also changed dramatically. Now the other monsters, especially the blood deer lion and the red flame tiger, are even more eager to try.

These two monsters are very common in the cultivation continent.

Due to their large number, their blood is relatively intact.

After generations of reproduction, they can also maintain the characteristics of their ancestors.

However, it is precisely because of their large number that the higher-level cultivators are less likely to contract them. If Chen Mo had not fed them Xuanqing Yangyuan Dan and exchanged blood several times at all costs, it would be impossible for the blood of the Red Flame Tiger and the Blood Deer Lion to break through the Nascent Soul stage with their own blood.

The Golden Core is the limit of their race!

"Who will come first?"

The Red Flame Tiger with red flames all over its body roared and slowly walked to Chen Mo.

The tiger is the king of all beasts, and as a demon beast, it is naturally extremely powerful!

With a body of about three meters in height and a majestic posture, even standing in front of others, it can bring endless pressure.

Chen Mo vaguely recalled that the first Red Flame Tiger he had seen was from the elders of Ziyun Peak.

At that time, the second-level Red Flame Tiger alone gave him a huge sense of oppression.

But compared with the one in front of him, it is simply heaven and earth!

After a while, the Red Flame Tiger completed the fourth blood transfusion, but what surprised Chen Mo was that the Red Flame Tiger's appearance did not change much.

In other words, in addition to making him stronger, the four consecutive blood transfusions did not show any atavism like Xiao Kang or the old turtle!

Or?

The Red Flame Tiger lineage itself has no ancestors?

However, this phenomenon did not only happen to this monster.

The following blood deer lion, hump-headed white eagle, and fierce wind eagle were the same. Among them, the fierce wind eagle also successfully awakened the magical power [Swift Wind], but the appearance still did not change much.

"What's going on?"

There were still two monsters that had not changed blood, but Chen Mo stopped.

Chen Mo remembered that he bought these four monsters together in Beiyue City. Because of his weak strength and limited financial resources at the beginning, he could only buy some cheap and common goods.

Like the ghost-faced fox exchanged from the Beast Taming House in the later period, and the little white cat given to him by Song Yunxi, it is almost impossible to see them in the market.

After thinking for a while, Chen Mo thought of a possibility - these ordinary monsters have no ancestors, or their ancestors are very weak! That's why they still keep their original appearance after returning to their ancestors again and again.

In other words, they are monsters cultivated by the current cultivators!

For the first time, Chen Mo felt that the beast control method seemed to be no weaker than the spiritual plant method.

After thinking it through, he no longer struggled.

The Red Flame Tiger is the Red Flame Tiger. Even if it has not returned to its ancestors, its strength is not comparable to that of other Red Flame Tigers.

The four monsters that have changed their blood stood on the left and right beside Chen Mo, looking so majestic!

At this moment, Xiao Jin, who was wrapped around him, also came out.

He was the size of a small snake, and he grew up against the wind. In just a few breaths, he turned into a dragon flying in the clouds.

Xiao Jin's parents are snakes, two mysterious snakes that appeared in the Shennong Secret Realm.

Their origins are unknown, but judging from the growth of Xiao Kang and his other six brothers and sisters, the green and red snake monsters seem to be not simple in themselves.

Xiao Jin flew to Chen Mo's side, opened his heart and let the master enter his sea of ​​consciousness.

In ancient times, the more powerful the blood of the monster, the greater the change after the blood transfusion!

And this time, Xiao Jin's body also changed.

His scales were peeling off little by little, as if he was shedding his skin like a snake, but unlike a snake, the horns on his head were shining with golden light.

Time passed.

Xiao Jin curled up into a ball.

Inexplicably, he entered a dormant stage.

Although it is said to be dormant, Chen Mo can feel the surging under the skin that is about to shed.

Only when Xiao Jin has completed the molting can he be considered to have truly completed the blood transfusion!

The end.

Dou, standing on one foot, let out a low roar.

"It doesn't matter, this little consumption is nothing." Chen Mo smiled.

Although these are all his beasts, Chen Mo has never treated them as vassals, but treated them equally.

It is precisely because of this that even Dou, who is extremely arrogant, respects him very much.

He took the initiative to step forward and put his hand on the other's head.

The first blood transfusion saved him who was incomplete and dying; the second blood transfusion gave him the strength to fight Xiao Kang; the third blood transfusion brought out the king of Changge Spirit Pool.

And the fourth blood transfusion, what will this ancient beast look like?

Chen Mo is also looking forward to it.

The spiritual energy is transferred into the other's body, stimulating the ancient power in Dou's body.

Gradually, the blood-red spots on his body appeared again, becoming dense.

His bones also changed dramatically, and soon two extremely sharp bone spurs grew on his back!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Dou let out a low roar.

In this roar, the monsters including the old turtle and Xiao Kang couldn't help but tremble.

Even Chen Mo found it difficult to resist and felt like surrendering!

You know, he is the master!

"Is this... a magical power?" (End of this chapter)