Meng Zhou believed that if there was another major update, with the huge base of these spiritual insects and their deep enough accumulation, they would be able to break through the shackles of the second to third levels.

But Meng Zhou thought about it and did not choose to continue updating.

Spirit insects, spirit beasts and spirit puppets are different. The latter are completely created by him, and he has absolute control over them.

As for the first two, while he controls insects and beasts, they are also independent living entities.

He doesn't believe in absolute loyalty.

If their strength surpasses his own, no matter how much insurance he has made in advance, he will not feel completely safe in his heart.

There shouldn't be too many examples of spiritual masters being attacked by their own beasts and insects.

Therefore, at this point, Meng Zhou did not continue to let these golden beetles undergo a major replacement.

But he didn't stop cultivating them either.

Feeded by a steady stream of heart essence and blood, they reproduced many times, and the scale of the second-level top-grade golden beetles continued to expand.

Now, there are three thousand mature second-level golden beetles. Meng Zhou has not fed these golden beetles with blood for a long time.

With the tenacious vitality of the golden beetle, starving it for three to five years will not be a big problem, but it will sharpen its viciousness and thirst for blood.

In addition, there are 5,000 golden beetles that are still growing rapidly.

Meng Zhou had already made a plan. Before he completed the formation of the elixir, he would not make any big move on the swarm of golden beetles, but the number could be continuously increased through blood essence feeding.

As long as the number of golden beetles is large enough and the individual strength is still at the second extreme level, Meng Zhou believes that even if three or five pill-forming monks break in, the taste will definitely impress them.

…

Skipping the golden beetle, Meng Zhou's eyes rested on the only third-level material in the storage space.

The earliest third-level spiritual material that has not been used yet is a bottle of third-level low-grade snake saliva.

Meng Zhou judged his current strength and thought to himself: "It's time to give it a try."

When he first got the snake saliva, Meng Zhou also gave it a try. At that time, he discovered that this thing was still a bit dangerous for him at the time.

Now, his strength has been greatly improved compared to that time, especially after the body refining method was updated, the body refining achievements have been further improved.

Because of this change, Meng Zhou's Red Blood Yuan Ti has been significantly improved.

I have said before that after the completion of the Red Blood Yuan Ti, it is not the end of this secret technique, but the beginning of a long grind.

In the following days, except when Meng Zhou focused on practicing other skills, at other times, whether it was the half year of quietly comprehending the method of body training, or when he was learning and comprehending other skills, Meng Zhou was always using Yan Luo Miasma.

By tempering the body, the effect of the Red Blood Yuan Ti becomes more and more powerful.

And with these changes, the Yanluo Miasma, which was originally so toxic that he felt a little unbearable, has now gradually made him feel like "it's just that".

Of course, Yan Luo Mi's living poison has not weakened at all. The power of this "natural living poison" has only increased with the overall improvement of his strength and the continuous improvement of his life energy. However, the scarlet-blooded yuan-ti that has been sharpened by it has grown even more.

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Naturally, the tempering effect of the Yanluo Miasma on his body became worse and worse.

"Now it can be appropriately strengthened."

Meng Zhou, who had made up his mind, walked out of the quiet room and came to the courtyard, which seemed much emptyer than before.

Because Meng Zhou used the white lotus spiritual marrow to ripen it again and again, except for a few spiritual tea trees and spiritual fruit trees, the rest of the place was empty.

Meng Zhou took out all the second-level poisonous spiritual seeds that Kan Yue had originally found and used twenty-five drops of White Lotus Spiritual Essence to ripen them all.

In addition to obtaining a large number of second-level poison-type spiritual plants, a larger number of spiritual seeds were also harvested.

Meng Zhou carefully selected a dozen types from these spiritual seeds, ranging from three to five each, and selected fifty more spiritual seeds in total.

Meng Zhou also used fifty drops of white lotus spiritual essence to ripen them.

After spending seventy-five drops of White Lotus Spiritual Essence at one time, he harvested twenty-five types of poisonous spiritual plants and hundreds of second-level poisonous spiritual plants.

Because there is a special Nakong gourd to collect the heart essence and blood, and Meng Zhou has already perfected the control of Red Yanluo.

With a sufficient supply of heart essence and blood, Meng Zhou only spent half a day to refine these hundreds of second-level top-grade spiritual plants and poisonous offerings into the Red Smoke Luozhu.

Then, turn it into the material for living poisonous smoke and Luo Miasma.

When Meng Zhou spent a day to transform all the Red Smoke Luozhu into Yanluo Miasma, the power of Yanluo Miasma increased by about 70% on the original basis.

"This is basically the limit that second-level spiritual poison can reach."

Meng Zhou thought this in his mind after checking it carefully.

Marginal effects exist in any field.

The current Yanluo Miasma was "fed" by him with massive amounts of poisonous monsters and poisonous spiritual plants.

The quality of poisons, including a large number of second-level low-, medium-, high-level, and second-level top-quality poisons, is also far beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.

Now, if you continue to "feed" with second-level poisons, the only way to have some effect is to look for other types of poisons other than the monster type and spiritual plant type. The most important thing is that the quantity must be enough, and three or five servings are not enough.

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Not to mention the complexity and difficulty involved, even if you actually buy hundreds of copies, it will only increase the power by 20 to 30% on the existing basis at most, which is very uneconomical.

Instead of doing this, it would be more practical to get a few more third-level poisons.

It consumes less energy, costs less, and increases the power even more.

At this moment, Meng Zhou took out the bottle of third-level low-grade snake saliva.

Its quantity is much less than the hundreds of second-level poisonous spiritual plants.

But the process of refining it into Red Smoke Luozhu is much more difficult.

Meng Zhou had to be cautious and focused throughout the entire process, without daring to be distracted in the slightest.

It took a day to completely refine the bottle of snake saliva, turning it into a red smoke bead the size of a pigeon egg, as bright as a beautiful gemstone.

Then, Meng Zhou spent another two days to dissolve all these red smoke beads into the smoke miasma.

In order to more accurately experience the power of Yanluo Miasma, Meng Zhou carefully extracted a very fine trace and injected it deep into his heart.

Instantly, a familiar feeling came to my mind.

His heart was racing like a wild horse, and it started to beat wildly, as if going crazy.

Soon, a long-lost feeling of weakness spread all over his body, including his limbs.

"strong enough!"

After a while, Meng Zhou finally let out a breath and praised in his heart.

Meng Zhou can guarantee that Yan Luo Mi at this moment has fully possessed the third level of lethality.

But in terms of quality, it seems to be limited by its own cultivation, and it is still a little far away from truly reaching the third level.

After doing all this, Meng Zhou raised his eyes and looked out of the courtyard. It was morning.

A quick calculation shows that today happens to be September 15th.

Meng Zhou's heart moved, and Tu Dun left the courtyard.

When he reappeared, he was already wandering into the black market.

…

In the black market, Meng Zhou strolled in front of each stall.

He likes to practice quietly, and it is true that his strength has steadily improved without any wind or waves.

But the quiet time was too long, and he still wanted to walk around in crowded places.

Moreover, there are really a lot of good things in today's black market. If you go to browse often, you will always find some good things that make you shine.

Just like the "Light Yao Technique" and "Black Barrier Technique" that I found before.

In the black market, both pedestrians and stall owners tacitly abide by the rules of the black market, and everyone wears a black mud mask on their face.

Under such a mask, everyone appears more relaxed and can communicate with others more freely.

Among the crowd and the stall owners, there were many monks who were in the late stages of foundation building and even had fake elixir auras.

But as long as everyone wears a black mud mask, everyone will acquiesce that the relationship between the two parties is a simple and equal buyer and seller.

With the complexity of the current power in Sanchuan, it must be said that it is a miracle that everyone can maintain such a tacit understanding.

Except for the time when a fake elixir forcibly broke the formation and was later captured by Kan Yue, there were basically no major disturbances.

Occasionally, minor disputes will be resolved quickly and properly.

Meng Zhou could feel the changes.

In the beginning, the purpose of the black market was actually very simple, which was to eliminate some people's scruples and trade some taboo items with unknown origins without having to worry about being found behind.

However, as the scale of the black market becomes larger and larger, the radiation range has also changed from the Sanchuan Plain to one place, attracting more outsiders to participate in foundation building, and gradually formed a special "black market culture".

Here, although everyone is wearing a mask, looking at it from another angle, it seems that everyone has taken off the mask and can appear here with a more authentic self.

This has not only become a good place for everyone to trade, but also a rare place for leisure and relaxation.

"Disposal of stolen goods" and "laundering", the original purpose of the existence of this black market has become secondary.
To be continued...