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Mr. Hu understands the principle of an old man not to suffer immediate losses.

An old man doesn't want to compete with young people.

At this time, a total of five people were squatting on the top of the hill, with only cigarettes in their mouths. The scene looked like inmates who had been in jail together.

Seeing Mr. Hu's gloomy look, Bai Mo comforted him: "Old Hu, don't be so sad. You are not fooling around with anyone. I am the head of the Thousand Machine Sect. If you need to refine a magic weapon, come to me. The guest of the Thousand Machine Sect on the left is your guest.

Elder Xu Youzheng is a master of alchemy. If you need alchemy, go to him. Qin Tai'an on the right is the future King An and Zhu Xunian, the abbot of Wan'an Temple. If anyone has a grudge against you, they will settle it for you."

Having said that, Mr. Hu feels that joining the Zuodaosi welfare is not bad.

Magic weapons and elixirs are not the cultivation materials that monks pursue.

Of course, what Bai Mo said was to help with the refining, not to give it away for free.

Bai Mo said, no one can take advantage of me, only I can take advantage of others.

Follow the clues and follow the plan, catch one and then find another, just like playing a game of finding friends, step by step like minions...like devils...cannibalizing and infiltrating the fairy gate.

Let’s start with the blood Taoist relationship network, mainly based on the principle that birds of a feather flock together, and most of the demon cultivators he knows don’t like killing.

When a blood Taoist lingers in Luanfeng Tower and Flower Boat to solve the problem of food and clothing, it can be seen that he wants to be a good person.

"Lao Hu, do you have any recommendations?" Bai Mo asked.

After hearing a brief description of the recruitment model, Mr. Hu adhered to the principle of not being unlucky alone and stated his first goal.

"Niu San'er."

"Please be careful."

Mr. Hu stroked the beard on his chin and said slowly: "Niu San'er has the blood of the ancient golden sacred cow. His biggest hobby is plowing the fields. He often disguises himself as an ordinary scalper and works in farmers' homes, and also solves the problem of food and accommodation."

Damn it, if Niu Saner was not selected for the selection of the top ten outstanding demon cultivators in the heaven, Bai Mo would be the first to refuse.

He can bring joy and tears to ordinary people's homes.

Joy is like picking up a cow for free.

The tears are caused by the loss of our cow.

"However, Niu San'er likes Little Sister Xiang from Beibi Mountain. Unfortunately, Little Sister Xiang likes Huang Zhuanfeng from Kongkong Mountain, but Huang Zhuanfeng also likes Yin Sanhua from Flying Mountain, and Yin Sanhua likes Tu Eryong from Tuye Mountain..."

The foursome had dumbfounded expressions, and the relationship between the demon cultivators was shocked and shattered to pieces.

Oxen likes elephants, elephants like rats, rats like eagles, eagles like rabbits...

They are all cross-species love and hatred, completely violating the natural rules of mutual restraint between natural enemies.

"Could their ancestors all be miserable?" Xu Youzheng couldn't help but ask.

"How did you know?"

Mr. Hu was very surprised. The name of Sad Wind has been passed down in the world of demon cultivators to this day, and many demon cultivators are related to their ancestors.

As expected, Bai Mo was no longer too shocked.

The name of Emperor Bei Feng has been briefly introduced in ancient books. He is a real animal lover. It is estimated that many demon cultivators have inherited his philanthropic gene.

Having said that, I never expected you to be such a Mr. Hu.

On the surface, he looks polite and polite, but when he talks about other people's gossip, the brakes fail.

"Actually, the militant demon cultivators are in the minority, and most of them join for the welfare of the demon immortal sect."

Mr. Hu said half of his words, waiting for someone to praise him.

"What benefits."

"Good question."

Mr. Hu habitually touched his beard: "Every three years, the Demon Immortal Sect holds a sect conference. At that time, all unmarried demon cultivators from the Taihongtian Kingdoms can sign up to go..."

Isn’t it just a blind date conference?

Matchmaking for single demon cultivators, promoting marriage and getting married.

Demon cultivators are scattered all over the world. There is no platform to provide opportunities for them to get to know each other, and many similar bloodlines are basically cut off.

Moreover, there is a problem of degeneration of blood.

Like the bloodline ancestor, the small demon cultivator has degenerated towards the human race.

If it is the ancestor of a bloodline such as an ox, horse or elephant, it will degenerate in the direction of a beast.

Once the bloodline form is activated, some demon cultivators only have some characteristics, and some completely transform into a demonic beast.

Mr. Hu explained in great detail the main purpose of the Demon Immortal Sect.

Therefore, people have good and evil qualities, and so do demon cultivators. They cannot be beaten to death with a stick.

"Should we start with Niu San'er?"

"No, let's start with Tu Eryong."

Bai Mo immediately refuted Xu Youzheng's suggestion.

The reason is very simple, you can’t force yourself emotionally.

If a person you don’t like comes to you, you will most likely be rejected.

On the contrary, when someone you like comes to visit you, will you be greeted with joy? Even if you are invited to eat shit-flavored chocolate, it will still taste sweet.

"Xiaobai, you know this trick!"

"Those who are mentally retarded will not fall in love."

Bai Mo sighed with a hint of depth: "It's a pity that there are so many licking dogs in the world."

Ha! I won’t admit it. I have bought a complete set of dog licking manuals written by Li Zongheng in private.

Boss, the payment record of your dog licking manual has been deleted.

What words? What words are these?

Who do you think is a licker?

Woof woof woof!!!

Tuye Mountain.

There are wild green plants half a meter high all over the mountain.

There lives a group of free demon cultivators of the Moon Rabbit bloodline.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

Bang!

The strong man with snow-white rabbit ears dropped the heavy object on his shoulders.

Tu Eryong clenched his fists and held his breath. His bulging biceps were particularly conspicuous, and the blood vessels crawling under his skin seemed to contain terrifying explosive power.

"The king's muscles are a little bigger."

"I'm so envious, how could I become so big?"

"So handsome, I really want to touch him."

Hearing the words of admiration from the Qi Refining Demon Cultivators, Tu Eryong inadvertently raised a proud smile on his lips.

He also showed off his muscles in a few poses, which made his younger brother exclaim in surprise.

"Wow, it's so big!!!"

Relax your muscles, Tu Eryong shares his training experience: "If you want to get a body like mine, remember this formula."

A pair of rabbit ears stood up, and the demon cultivator was afraid of missing a word.

"Don't look for females, eat more grass."

"Go to bed early and get up early, and you will be in good health."

"Practice three times a day is essential."

"Before going to bed, eat some grass."

The above is Tu Eryong's bodybuilding experience he has summarized over the years, and he does not shy away from passing it on to his younger brothers.

It is not modest to say that he is the only demon cultivator among the herbivorous cultivators who has broken through the shackles of innateness and embarked on the path of body refining.

The carnivorous Yin Sanhua was fascinated by his masculinity.

But I always adhere to the first rule in my heart, don’t look for the rule that females eat more grass.

Women will only make my muscles atrophy.

Leaning under the cool shade of a tree, Tu Eryong recalled chewing fresh and juicy grass when he was young and frivolous.

"There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn't insist on it."

At that time, Tu Eryong fell madly in love with a female demon cultivator and pursued her hard but failed.

One day, he finally questioned the other party.

‘We both have the character rabbit in our blood, so why are we not suitable to be together?’
Chapter completed!