"Mr. Yuan, are you looking for me?" In the wilderness, in a market where monsters gather, his body swelled and punched. The pangolin wrapped in a black robe came to the intersection of the street and looked at the monkey monster with black hair in front of him.

After not seeing each other for a few days, the monkey demon became more and more like a human being, which shows that his cultivation level is getting closer to the realm of the great demon.

"You asked me to be a security guard before, and two snake demons went to search for treasure after staying there. Now your cultivation level has increased dramatically, but the two snake demons are gone. You have to give me an explanation, right?" Mr. Yuan raised his head and looked at the pangolin, with no sadness or joy on his face.

The pangolin was not surprised when Mr. Yuan’s inquiry. Protecting was a way for monsters in the Great Wilderness to protect themselves. If Mr. Yuan ignored him, then no monster would dare to team up and explore in this market in the future.

But he was not panicked, but answered truthfully:

"Mr. Yuan didn't know anything. I found that there was a spiritual root in the cave. We spent several months laying out just to obtain the spiritual root and refine treasure medicine. Who knew that the spiritual root was born with magical powers. It took less than a year to transform into shape. Two snake monsters were killed directly by him. I was not in the cave that day, so I survived."

"Spiritual roots? Let's talk about it?" Mr. Yuan's face indeed showed an interesting expression. When the pangolin heard this, he immediately told the gourd spirit seed, but only talked about the alchemy recipe and the gourd matter, but did not say that it was the result of their deliberate guidance, nor did he mention the seven magical powers and those magical tools.

However, magic weapons are just included. Just the seven-heart pill that can make the demon reach the realm of the Demon King is enough to make any demon clan moved.

A look of wisdom appeared in Mr. Yuan's eyes and suddenly said:

"You are actually willing to tell me about such a good thing. It seems that the gourd demon is not bad!"

"Mr. Yuan is right." Pangolin nodded and said, "The gourd spirit seed has produced seven gourds in total. Two snake monsters were killed by the first red gourd. Although they did not see him with their own eyes, the monsters in the cave were covered in blood and flesh, and there was no complete corpse at all. They should have been bombarded with great force by blunt weapons."

"So it's just right for you to eat them all?" Mr. Yuan raised his eyebrows, but the pangolin did not look ashamed. The survival of the weak is the law of survival of the demon clan. He did not violate the agreement. If the corpse was placed there, it would only rot. It would be better to be cheaper than him.

Mr. Yuan obviously didn't mean to blame him, so he nodded slightly and said:

"According to your words, the gourd spirit seed should be the seeds left by the innate spiritual root gourd vine. The orange and yellow gourds in it were once the treasure of my demon clan. However, as the ancient heaven collapsed, the yellow gourd disappeared, and the orange gourd was taken away by the saint of the Heaven Bu Tian. According to legend, the owners of other gourds are either saints or quasi-saints, which shows that they are indeed extraordinary."

"Is there such a thing?" Pangolin suddenly widened his eyes. He only said that it was an "ordinary" innate spiritual root, but he could not have thought of such a origin. After all, innate spiritual roots are divided into high and low (there are more than 3,000 peaches in total). When he heard this, he felt a little regretful. But then, he let go of this idea again. Even if he didn't tell Mr. Yuan, he would not be able to swallow this gourd baby alone.

"It should be." Mr. Yuan pondered for a few moments, and then said, "My bloodline originated from a demon general in the ancient demon court, so I know some secrets. If it was really this gourd, the abilities of the seven gourds should be different. The orange gourd corresponds to the demon-repelling banner of the Saint Bu Tian, ​​which should be able to penetrate the sky and the earth and investigate the Nine Provinces. The yellow gourd is born with a golden nature. His Majesty the Demon Emperor used this to raise a divine sword. Unfortunately, he disappeared later. As for other gourds, my demon clan did not find it, but I thought the ability should be different."

"It's a match, it's all a match!" Pangolin shouted in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud, so he could only say with Sixu:

"These seven gourds are so powerful that it seems that the Seven Heart Pill is out of the blue."

"Not necessarily." Mr. Yuan touched the long hair on his chin and smiled like a human race stroked his beard, "If you really have the strength of an ancient spiritual root, you can only let it go. But according to your description, the strength of the gourd is just the level of transcendence that is good at power. Although it is powerful, it cannot be regarded as the word "magnificent supernatural powers". If you plan it carefully, there should be hope."

"Mr. Yuan, please say that you will do your best. If the seven-heart pill is completed, just divide me some residue." Pangolin said in a vain, but Mr. Yuan waved his hand:

"It's okay, this matter needs to be carefully considered. Have you ever known the location of those gourd monsters?"

"Just at the foot of Qingmang Mountain, I was adopted by an old man, but the old man had merits and was inconvenient to do it." Pangolin told the truth, but Mr. Yuan said disdainfully:

"Adoption? It's just to absorb humanity inspiration and transform into shape. I'll go to investigate tomorrow and then make a decision."

After Mr. Yuan finished speaking, he asked the pangolin to leave, which made the pangolin more and more curious.

How is Mr. Yuan planning to plot against the Cauldron?

...

But on the second day, the pangolins were waiting for Mr. Yuan to arrive. However, before Mr. Yuan came, he saw a human man dressed in a plain clothes. The man was dressed in simple clothes, but wrapped his body tightly, only exposing his hands and feet. He looked very distinct and looked a bit like a... monkey?

"No, this is not a human! This is Mr. Yuan?!" Pangolin widened his eyes and exclaimed in his heart. This human figure already has a true human appearance, but its cheekbones are slightly taller and its mouth is slightly prominent. However, if we hadn't learned about it in advance, we would probably only think that this person is a little ugly.

"Mr. Yuan actually pretends to be a human race? What do he want to do? The Calabash is not able to successfully attack one, and even if he can attack one, can he still attack seven?" The pangolin became more and more curious. He went directly into the tunnel he had dug before, came to the bottom of the old man's house, and used a cowhide drum that was trapped in the stone wall to eavesdrop on the sound above.

Although Erwa knows the method of seeing the world, after reading the notes, he knows that the method needs to be used on its own initiative, and it is very difficult to observe the underground, so as long as he doesn't make any big noise, he will not be noticed by Erwa.

...

"Old man, I've been walking along the way, and my mouth is dry. Can I ask for a scoop of water to quench my thirst?" The person transformed by Mr. Yuan walked to the house like an ordinary passerby and asked the old man Bai who was busy in the medicine field.

Old Man Bai was a good man, and he didn't refuse when he heard this. He turned around and went into the house to take out a wooden scoop, scooped half a scoop of water and handed it to the other party.

Mr. Yuan took a few sips of water, then looked at the children who were helping the old man Bai take care of herbs in the field and said:
Chapter completed!