I feed the worms with my body, I am the evil demon

"Only the peak of the seventh level?"

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Gu Xiu received the feedback of spiritual energy from the black cicadas, which was still a little short of the eighth level. This made him wonder if these guys had withheld his "food and salary".

Fortunately, with the nourishment of several soul liquids, Gu Xiu's spiritual consciousness can now expand to a radius of twenty feet, comparable to the tenth level of Qi Refining. Spiritual consciousness is the most important thing for cultivators. Making talismans and refining puppets, sensing and defending against enemies all require strong spiritual consciousness, and there are very few acquired methods to improve spiritual consciousness, which are all secrets.

Inwardly, the thirteen black cicadas living on the wood spirit root, except for the black cicada that has grown a single wing, the other eleven have a little bit of wing horns growing on their backs, but not as obvious as the single-winged black cicada. Even the last and smallest cicada has been lying there without any movement, and it seems that it didn't grab the food.

After swallowing the white evil, the black cicada's single wing has several more golden lines. Gu Xiu counted them carefully and there were a total of thirty-six.

In order to distinguish them, Gu Xiu arranged the names of the thirteen cicadas according to their growth rate.

They are Cicada One to Cicada Thirteen, which are simple and easy to understand and remember. Gu Xiu doesn't care whether the black cicadas like it or not, he likes it anyway.

"From now on, you will be called Cicada One, huh? Speak, I am the boss, you should respond politely when the boss speaks to you, understand?"

After a long while, a faint cicada chirp was heard, and Gu Xiu nodded with satisfaction, "You are Cicada Two, huh? Speak!"

"Squeak~"

"Well, very good, you are Cicada Three..."

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After getting a satisfactory answer, Gu Xiu stood up, and the mountain breeze slowly wrapped in the bloody smell filled his nose, which was intoxicating.

He took out Zhao Wen's storage bag and the talisman. His flying sword talisman had dimmed a lot, and it seemed that it could only be used two or three times at most before it became invalid.

Gu Xiu didn't feel bad, because things were meant to be used, but he didn't know what he would gain this time.

Looking at the golden talisman, Gu Xiu observed it carefully for a moment and checked Xu Ziqi's travel notes, and found the trace from a copied talisman collection.

"Golden Bell Talisman, a primary top-grade defensive talisman, can condense a golden bell to protect the whole body when activated. Although it is not as good as the flying sword talisman, it is not bad."

He kept the Golden Bell Talisman close to his body for emergency use.

The talismans he took out were all primary top-grade, and there must be a lot of good things. Gu Xiu opened Zhao Wen's storage bag expectantly.

A jade plate was engraved with green mountains and clouds, and on the back were a few big characters.

"Qixia Sect's outer sect disciple, Zhao Wen." Gu Xiu's hand trembled, and he didn't care to look at other things. He hurriedly ran out of the mountain village gate, clenched the jade plate, and threw it down the cliff with all his strength.

"Damn it, it's actually someone from Qixia Sect. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time." Gu Xiu jumped on the horse. He just killed those horses and kept this black horse that looked the most majestic.

Although he was only an outer sect Qi-refining disciple, the reputation of Qixia Sect was so great that Gu Xiu had no fear.

The fierce horse neighed and carried Gu Xiu out of the mountain gate.

…

The dusk in late autumn always came quickly. Before the water droplets evaporated by the sunlight on the mountains and fields dissipated, the sun had already set in the west.

Gu Xiu ran all the way until the horse under his crotch was exhausted and stopped. He led the horse to a river. Seeing the horse drinking water in big gulps, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Good horse, it can actually travel a thousand miles a day."

Taking out the map, Gu Xiu found that this place was called Yanhan Mountain. Xu Ziqi marked it here, saying that there were many tribes here, all of which were refugees who fled in ancient times. Later, they gradually returned to primitive life and became wild tribes.

It was less than two thousand miles away from Heimo Mountain.

Stroking the soft hair of the black horse, Gu Xiu carefully explored Zhao Wen's storage bag.

"Oh, eighteen, nineteen... twenty-six, this kid is not poor."

Looking at the twenty-six white spirit stones, Gu Xiu smiled happily, and then continued to investigate. There were three magic tools, two of which were mid-level.

"Could this kid be from a cultivation family?" Gu Xiu was a little surprised.

In theory, even the outer sect disciples of Qixia Sect cannot be so rich. After all, only the inner sect is the core of Qixia Sect, and the treatment of the outer sect is very ordinary.

And this guy named Zhao Wen actually has two mid-level magic tools. A fan is like white jade, an attack-type mid-level magic tool. It can fan out a cold breath to defend against the enemy, or it can turn into ice cones to attack and kill, but it wastes a lot of mana.

The other mid-level magic tool is a black bow, which is also a fine product among mid-level magic tools. It is equipped with ten dark arrows. Injecting mana can kill the enemy from a distance. The arrow tips are quenched with an unknown snake venom, which looks extremely dangerous.

"Good guy, I like this magic weapon. I didn't expect that the righteous cultivators were so treacherous. Fortunately, they didn't get involved." Gu Xiu stroked the black bow and couldn't let it go.

In addition to these two mid-level magic weapons, there is also a low-level magic sword that is standard for entry-level Qixia Sect, and more than a dozen primary, low-grade and medium-grade talismans with different effects.

There are also several bottles of good elixirs, and a book of Qixia Sect's outer sect Qi refining method. This is much more advanced than the basic key points that Gu Xiu practiced, but it's a pity that it can only be practiced by water spirit roots. I don't know if anyone dares to buy it if I sell it. Gu Xiu thought so but didn't dare to try it easily.

What made Gu Xiu even happier was that this kid had a lot of spiritual materials in his storage bag. Although most of them were of young years, they were not much.

After putting all the things in Zhao Wen's storage bag into his own storage bag, Gu Xiu threw the empty storage bag into the turbulent river.

Storage bags of this level are cheap, so it's better to be safe than sorry. If you lose it, you won't feel bad.

After doing all this, the horse drank water and lay down to rest. Gu Xiu leaned on the horse and arranged Xu Ziqi's earth magic circle around it, and then took a few Guyuan pills to improve his cultivation and began to refine it.

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After a peaceful night, before the sun rose the next day, Gu Xiu's spiritual energy suddenly absorbed.

"The eighth level is done." Gu Xiu stood up, clenched his fist and smiled.

He took out a pill of Bigu Pill and took it, then removed the magic circle and led the black horse to a place with fresh grass to let the horse eat and prepare to set off.

While feeding the horse, the grass and trees swayed not far away, and a sika deer rushed out in panic. Just as it jumped into the air, it was shot by an arrow and fell to the ground with four hooves twitching.

Then five or six dirty men with simple bows and arrows and wrapped in leaves rushed out and screamed.

Gu Xiu didn't understand either, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

They found Gu Xiu, and their eyes were shining, as if they were interested in Gu Xiu's horse.

Then two people pointed their bows and arrows at Gu Xiu, grinning and talking incomprehensible words.

Gu Xiu smiled, his eyes were cold and piercing, the soil and weeds under his feet exploded instantly, he rolled up a gust of wind and came to the front of these savages and punched them one by one, but in just a few breaths, these savages were bleeding all over the ground.

Based on the principle of not wasting, Chan Yi was very stylish and suppressed the other twelve black cicadas to enjoy the food alone.

After the episode, Gu Xiu turned over and started looking for those tribes.

Gu Xiu, who was in a good mood, didn't have any thoughts about this, who asked him to take the initiative to deliver it to the door.

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At noon, everything on the earth seemed to be gilded, and the original surface of various colors was dyed with a thick orange-yellow, and reflected dazzling brilliance.

The beam of light from the scorching sun passed through the treetops, like a transparent golden belt, with tiny specks of dust shining inside.

Gu Xiu walked out of the forest bathed in the sunshine. The blood on his body gradually disappeared into his body. He exhaled a breath, sat on his horse, and slowly headed towards Heimo Mountain.