Record of Chaos

　　　　 He said it was a Dharma protector, but in fact, he just did it while doing it.

"Here," Gou Zhuqiang suppressed the greed in his heart, and said lightly to Song Ruhai and Mutou, "Anyway, don't worry. We won't be too late when our sister is integrated. The guardian is the guardian, everyone is the same... …"

　　 Seeing Gouzhu's greedy eyes, Song Ruhai and Mu Mu were stunned for a while. Unexpectedly, a few spirit seeds made this guy completely forget the lesson.

　　 But they practice pure Yang Gong here like a fish in water, and they didn't want to leave. If five spirit seeds were actually obtained after two hours, it would be considered an unexpected gain. If not, they have nothing to lose. So the two said nothing.

　　 just suddenly called Lan Ruoshuang "elder sister" in Gouzhu's words. Both of them didn't know what happened between Gouzhu and this glamorous senior sister. They only felt a numbness, and exchanged weird eyes.

　　 Lan Ruoshuang stepped onto the altar. The blue fire floating in the air immediately seemed to feel something. Just like meeting a long-lost master, the flames throbbed with excitement, and a series of purple sparks popped out.

　　 Staying here, the only thing that disturbs Gou Zhu's heart is this Yin Wanzhen who looks like an ancient well. He felt that this man must be conspiring. But I don't know what he is plotting.

　　 Right now, Yin Wanzhen didn't sit there really practicing pure Yang Gong, but rather bored his hand to caress the fat cat curled up beside this altar.

　　 This fat cat's coat color matches very well with the warm white dress, so Gouzhu always thought it was just a pet raised by Miss Wen.

　　 It’s not surprising that single women like kittens and puppies, but this cat is fierce, and Miss Wen is reluctant to throw it away, so she tied it up, right?

　　Sure enough, Yin Wanzhen touched it, and the guy immediately stood up with his hair, two scratches stretched forward, his mouth was spraying with saliva, and his two cat eyes glared.

　　 "Hehe, what a fierce cat." Yin Wanzhen said lightly.

　　 "I wanted to come and take me away. It's another thing that doesn't know how to live or die."

　　 Yin Wanzhen suddenly felt a sound in his divine consciousness. He suddenly realized that although this beast was a cat in its flesh, there was still a lot of power of divine consciousness left. So it can easily invade his spiritual consciousness, and he can communicate with him without even talking.

　　 "It's true." Yin Wanzhen didn't speak, he just thought, and the beast could naturally detect what he was thinking.

　　 "Just you?" Killing became lazy again. He just slept soundly and was startled by Yin Wanzhen when he woke up. Only when he woke up did he find that the other party was just a cultivator with nine layers of foundations, and this level was not enough in his eyes. He couldn't help but yawned, and a sentence sounded in Yin Wanzhen's heart:

　　 "You can't even count as an ant at this point. You want to take me away, it's not qualified."

"If I am not qualified," Yin Wanzhen thought in his mind, "what about you? One of the dignified eight beasts turned into a pet cat, and has been played with by a woman for five hundred years. That's all. Haven't even touched Xun Xie in these five hundred years!"

　　 "Damn it!" Yin Wanzhen's scars on the beast were exposed, and his heart was so angry. However, his divine power is in the flesh. Now his body is just a fat old cat. Apart from clenching his teeth and scratching the ground, he really couldn't do anything.

　　 His original physical body has fallen into the polar ice sheet.

　　 His supernatural power used to be the most adept at killing things, it should be nothing to detriment. But those people drove him to the north. Then it encountered a group of monks with extremely cold techniques, and under that kind of icy and snowy environment, it unexpectedly missed.

　　 Under the attack of a group of weird monks, it fell physically and plunged into the deep world. Now I am afraid I don't know where it was washed by the undercurrent under the ice cap.

　　 But he is the eight immortal beasts after all. As long as the soul has not been involved in reincarnation by karma and the spiritual consciousness is still there, he can gradually recreate the physical body. But this is a long process.

He needs to continuously refine the flesh of foreign beasts, spirit beasts, beasts, monsters, and even human monks, and turn these flesh essences into parts of himself, so that his flesh can gradually become stronger, and one day it can be restored The sacred beast of the Three Realms, the White Tiger, began to dominate in the ancient times.

　　 How long does it take? He didn't even know it. ten years? century? millennium? Ten thousand years? The only thing he knows is that if he can't refining the flesh, he can't make a step forward. He is a ridiculous fat cat now, and he will still be this fat cat in the future.

　　 After Wen Ruxue tied it with a rope, not only did this woman not give him meat, she didn't even have rice and buns. Usually, it is just a bigu pill that condenses the spirit of heaven and earth.

　　 You must know that Wen Ruxue is a great demon cultivated by extremely dark grass. She can't see the weak and strong, so how can she feed him? She is a blade of grass herself, so how could she give him the seeds of plants like rice?

　　 In fact, eating bigu pill all day is a good thing that people can't cultivate. Because what people cultivate is Qi. The food and drink in the world, the fireworks in the world, are all stale. After they ate, they had to take it out and get rid of the mud, how troublesome. Bigu Dan is the pure Qi that has been refined, but it is expensive. Only those heads, elders, and true disciples who control a lot of resources can eat every day.

　　 But this is useless for killing and cutting. The power of killing lies in the flesh. What he wants is the flesh. What essence can't lift his appetite at all.

　　 The wicker-like thing Wen Ruxue tied around his neck is a stalk on the extremely dark grass. This thing seems weak, but its toughness is extremely good, no matter how hard he struggles, or others cut him with a knife, it has never been broken. So he was firmly bound to this extremely mysterious flower, and he hadn't taken a step for five hundred years.

　　 If someone can take it away, of course he can’t ask for it. However, he didn't believe that an ant-like monk with nine layers of foundations could take it away from Yuan Ying-level Wen Ruxue.

　　 "You don't need to be angry," Yin Wanzhen seemed confident, "I can take you away."

　　 Hearing the word "neng", the fat cat, who had been decadent for five hundred years, was shocked. But he immediately became alert again, and said in Yin Wanzhen’s spiritual sense: "Even if what you say is true, you will not come in vain. What price do you want? Don’t tell me about the demon blood contract. Pooh, only you Xiu would invent something so dirty and disgusting!"

　　In the past five hundred years, one or two people have come to try to take it away. The conditions they proposed were the so-called demon blood contract. Once a person and a monster sign a demon blood contract, although the bodies of the two people are still isolated and their cultivation bases will not change, the bloodline of the two will establish a strange connection.

　　 The consequence of this connection is that all things are prosperous, and all things are lost. If one of them is successful in cultivation and the physical body becomes stronger, then the other physical body will also become stronger. But if one of the physical bodies is damaged and weakened a bit, the other physical body will also weaken.

　　 This kind of contract signed between the human and the demon is simply a loss for Baihu. You know that Baihu can strengthen himself as long as he refines the flesh of others, but the improvement of the cultivator's energy to his flesh is completely negligible for him.

　　 And his white tiger's life is almost infinite, and a person will die if he does not move for a hundred years. Did he die with him?

　　 Once the demon blood contract is concluded, unless one of them is refined into an immortal body and soars away, the demon blood contract will not be cancelled.

　　 Therefore, once the demon blood contract is signed, he will have to obediently help this human being born to death, hoping to fly into a fairy with him soon.

　　 He couldn't understand how these humans have such idiotic thoughts. Really think he is just a silly cat?

　　 Since Yin Wanzhen is here, of course he will not be unprepared. He stretched out a hand, his fist clenched, but his fingers opened slightly, revealing a touch of white inside. A strange and familiar feeling immediately spread across the whole body of Killing.

"this is……"

　　 Yin Wanzhen opened his palms, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com his palms were empty. Obviously, the white object of the lever had been taken into Xianheli by him. He was also uncertain about the strength of this strange cat. If it just grabs it, it will be troublesome.

　　 Although only a little white was seen, Killing knew clearly that the white color belonged only to his own claws. That was a piece of debris from its broken claws! The kind of chill that forced people to sharpen, even if the fragments disappeared, they still remained in the void of space.

　　 And he knew it all too well.

　　 This claw is extremely sharp, even if it's just a bit of debris, it can cut through space when it cuts through the air, and ordinary barriers can't stop it at all. Of course, it also includes this extremely dark grass stem on its neck. No wonder this human monk is so confident and confident that he can take him away.

　　 What moved his heart even more was that he knew that the Soul Sect of the Profound Sect had a way to trace the body. It only needs any fragments of a flesh body to calculate the position of other parts of the flesh body.

　　 In other words, with this fragment, it is possible to find his entire body that fell into the deep.

　　 That physical body has been abolished for five hundred years, and it is obviously impossible to use it again. But if he can refine this remnant body, he can instantly recover to at least 80% of the state before his death!

　　 This is no different from being born again. Even a white tiger with 80% strength is enough to cross the East and win the Shenzhou. At that time, he would find the bodies of a few powerful monks to refining, and it was only a matter of effort to restore to a perfect state.

　　 The real salted fish turned over.

　　 It is a pity that the strange group of polar monks is now extinct, otherwise, once he turns over, the first thing is to completely annihilate this race and make them regret that their ancestors angered such a beast!