I save spiritual roots for the next life

Chapter 210 The Purpose of Demonic Path

The Divine Medicine Sect is located on a quasi-fourth-level spiritual vein in the southwest of the central Wei Kingdom, but it also covers three third-level advanced spiritual veins within a few thousand miles nearby.

It is huge in scale and covers an extremely large area, and can even be called a small cultivation country.

There are more than ten thousand demon disciples in it.

With so many demonic disciples, it would be difficult to support them if all the sect families in the southwest area were not raised as medicine men.

The witch of the Huanxi Sect that the stand-in puppet transformed into flew into it in a swaggering manner.

The nine sects of the Demonic Way each practice different secrets of the Demonic Way, but they often have something in common with each other.

As the puppet flew into the scope of the Potion Sect and hid in the dense forest, Ye Jingyu and the others, covered by the formation, finally saw the internal situation of the Potion Sect through sharing their vision with Han Zhenren.

"Master Han, you are really so righteous!" Yu Ziyu's eyes changed, and a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Master, if you look at it this way, you may have really misunderstood Master Han." Zhou Cang nodded.

Ever since they met in Frost Fairy City, Yu Ziyu had been wary of Master Han.

Mainly because she felt that if they went in a step later, Han Zhenren might really have to take action against the witch.

She felt a little disdain for such an impatient person.

Even if Han Zhenren later swore an oath of inner demons, Ye Jingyu said it was no problem, but she was still wary of Han Zhenren.

But at this moment, she couldn't help but suspect that she might be too biased.

A lustful person may not be a righteous man!

"Beast!" Suddenly, Ye Jingyu saw a scene from Han Zhenren's shared perspective and cursed angrily.

In the field of vision, there was a skinny monk sitting on a high platform. In front of the monk, a naked male cultivator, whose hands and feet were bound by magic, was crying in despair.

"No, please let me go. Didn't you say that I have the favor of God and that I want to be favored by God? Why is this?"

"I am a disciple of the inner sect of Feihuang Sect, and my master is the elder of the inner sect's fake alchemy. You can't do this to me."

…

The man kept crying and howling,

But it didn't change anything.

The skinny monk silently recited a complicated incantation for a long time, and then slowly stood up.

"Listen, all ninth-grade disciples of the Divine Medicine Sect, I will teach you one last time. If you can't get the point, prepare to become a medicine master!"

As soon as the skinny monk finished speaking, many of the lowest-level disciples of the demonic path sitting around the square immediately focused their attention and stared at the stage.

The cultivation of the magic medicine sect mainly relies not on practicing meditation, but on boiling the body and mind with magic medicine, and refining the magic medicine is the first step.

At this moment, the deacon of the seventh-grade demon sect was on the stage teaching the ninth-grade disciples who were new to potions how to refine and advance to the eighth-grade magic potion.

The ninth-grade magic potion only requires living creatures, and to advance to a level as high as eighth-grade, a monk is required as the main potion.

"Before the human medicine can be used as medicine, it is necessary to keep its Dantian from being damaged and its essence and blood from being lost..." The skinny monk immediately began to draw frequent sketches on the human medicine.

Move and explain at the same time.

"Use the collected underground fire to boil the auxiliary medicine. After the medicinal properties are melted, the main medicine can be started..."

Li Jizhou stood silently outside the square, looking at the medicine cauldron half a man's height in front of the skinny demon cultivator. The medicine cauldron under it was not the elixir fire used by ordinary alchemists, but the yin fire found in the ground.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of yin fire cannot be used to refine elixirs, otherwise the yin energy in the elixir will be too heavy, which will greatly change the properties of the medicine, and monks who take it will cause adverse damage to the Dantian.

But these demons directly use it to make medicine.

"Eighth-grade magic potion, first remove its skin..."

At this moment, the skinny demon cultivator had already begun to administer the medicine. With a wave of his hand, the skin and hair of the struggling and crying cultivator were instantly peeled off and fell into the medicine cauldron.

However, not a drop of essence and blood spilled out. The wound was quickly wrapped by the black runes just drawn and rushed into it crazily.

"Ah!!!" the human medicine monk roared to the sky.

"After blending with the ointment, remove the limbs..."

"Peel off his heart and liver..."

"Melt his five internal organs..."

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"Finally melt the Dantian of his sea of ​​consciousness..."

The steps were orderly and the demon cultivators in the audience could not take their eyes away.

The human medicine has long since lost its sound, no traces, not even a soul left behind.