The Black Pig King's demon pill is unexpectedly small in size.

But when he held it in his hand, Wei Changfeng immediately realized its extraordinaryness.

The demon pill, which is only the size of a baby fist, weighs more than 100 and nearly 200 kilograms. If it weren't for Yan Dashan's reminder, he would have almost fallen off.

The whole demon pill is flawless and dark gold, and the whole body is round and round, as if it is forged by metal. The light contains extremely tight texture, and there is no trace of spiritual power missing!

Wei Changfeng has never seen such a demon pill of quality and nature in this life, but has possessed it in his previous life.

From its weight and characteristics, Wei Changfeng knew that he had picked up a big treasure today. The reason why this demon pill looked like this is because the spiritual power of heaven and earth it contained condensed to an extremely high level, and then produced some kind of qualitative change, which ordinary people could not see at all.

A top-quality upper-level demon pill!

Its value is incalculable.

Of course, if you want to refine it into the pill, the difficulty will undoubtedly increase greatly.

But for Wei Changfeng, this is not a big problem at all, and the joy in his heart is hard to describe in words.

This time, the place of the Nine Netherworld is definitely the right choice!

………

The evil tide surged, and the cold wind whistled.

And in a cave deep in Heilong Mountain, the fires shine brightly, reflecting the joyful figures.

The air is filled with the aroma of barbecue.

"Brother Wei!"

Yan Dashan grinned and handed the wine gourd in his hand to Wei Changfeng: "Come and have a sip!"

Wei Changfeng did not refuse his kindness, and took the gourd happily, unscrewed the plug and sent it to his mouth to take a mouthful.

The strong wine enters the throat, like a fire thread entering the abdomen, making people feel hot.

"Good wine!"

The wine is strong and the aroma is even more mellow. It has been stored for at least more than five years. It is definitely a rare good thing in the Jiuyou Land where supplies are scarce.

Yan Dashan smiled and said, "This is what I exchanged for in Tai'an City before, and I have never been willing to drink it."

At this moment, a hunter sent two large pieces of roasted and oily barbecue.

Yan Dashan swallowed, grabbed it, and gave it to Wei Changfeng: "Eat meat first!"

Wei Changfeng did not be polite to him and grabbed the barbecue and feasted.

After decomposing the Black Pig King in the valley, the experienced Yan Dashan immediately took everyone away from this bloody area, and turned around and found the cave where they are now in as a camping site at night.

This cave was originally a safe camp for hunters in Heqian Village, so there was no need for extra cleaning.

Before the evil tide came, he asked someone to chop a large amount of firewood nearby, then brought big stones to cover most of the hole, and finally sprinkled a large amount of red sulfur stone powder to isolate the evil beasts in the Nine Netherworlds.

A bonfire was set up inside the cave, and the hunters skillfully put the pork on the fire and roasted it. The small pot was filled with clear mountain spring water. They boiled it together to make soup.

Although the food for dinner is simple, the meat of the Black Pig King is undoubtedly a top-notch good thing. After roasting, the fat is overflowing and melting in your mouth, making it so tender that people can't believe that this is the meat of the superior monster.

However, the flesh contains abundant spiritual power of heaven and earth, which disperse in the body, and the internal organs and limbs are as if immersed in warm spring water, making the whole person feel comfortable.

Any real warrior can improve his cultivation by absorbing the essence of the flesh and blood of monsters. Wei Changfeng is of course no exception. He swallowed three or four pieces of pork in one breath, which was enough to weigh more than ten pounds.

This made Yan Dashan, who was sitting next to him, breathtakingly watching.

"sharp!"

In terms of height and size, Yan Dashan is even better than Wei Changfeng, but he lost to him by eating meat. He exclaimed with admiration: "Brother Wei, is the stronger the warrior, the more he can eat?"

Wei Changfeng wiped the oil from his mouth and said, "It's not like this."

It does not mean that the more powerful the warriors eat, the more they eat. The demand for food at the innate level is greatly reduced, and what is more important is the quality of the ingredients.

Master Buxu can even last for a few years without eating or drinking, and rely on sucking wind and drinking dew to maintain vitality!

This is the basic common sense of martial arts.

Yan Dashan didn't understand it because although he was a Qi Condensing Warrior, he didn't know much about martial arts knowledge. Many things were only half-knowing and relying on his own hard work to explore.

Wei Changfeng asked curiously: "Then won't you communicate with other warriors?"

Yan Dashan shook his head with a wry smile.

In the Ancestral Witch Valley, the status of the remnants of Yan State has always been very low. In addition to the noble witch clan, many barbarians also have a stronger life than them, only above the indigenous slaves.

Despite this, the great witches who controlled the witch city were always wary of the remnants of Yan State. They imposed high taxes on the villages and towns of Yan people, and would not teach the latter any martial arts and knowledge at all.

The martial arts learned by Yan Dashan are skills left over from his ancestors. Except for a few sets of complete sets of boxing and foot skills and internal skills, everything else is broken.

It is also very difficult for Yan Dashan to communicate with other warriors.

First of all, the remnants of Yan State are not united enough, and there are competition and conflicts with each other. The elders who master martial arts are even more treasured. No one is willing to tell others about their ancestral skills.

Secondly, in this regard, the witch tribe is very strict in control and even secretly provokes the discord. There are many survivors of Yan State warriors who kill each other in the witch city every year.

However, there are not many knowledgeable people like Yan Dashan, and they are even more powerless to change this situation.

After listening to Yan Dashan’s story, Wei Changfeng truly understood the difficulty of their lives.

So he picked up some useful martial arts experience and told Yan Dashan that even though there was not much to say, one thing was undoubtedly good for the latter.

Yan Dashan listened very seriously and became more grateful to Wei Changfeng.

Although he lacks common sense in martial arts, he also knows that the value of these experiences is. If it were someone else, he would probably not reveal it to himself for nothing.

In the end, the elder of Heqian Village obviously made an important decision in his heart.

He said to Wei Changfeng Surong: "Brother Wei, I want to take you to a place tomorrow, which should be very helpful for your martial arts practice."

Wei Changfeng couldn't help but ask, "Where is it?"

Yan Dashan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a long story, you will know when you get there."

Seeing his mysterious appearance, Wei Changfeng couldn't help but be curious.

Intuition tells Wei Changfeng that the place Yan Dashan mentioned is probably related to the secret of Heqian Village that the witch originally coveted.
Chapter completed!