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Nine hundred and twenty-seven, uncle, you are wrong

Looking at Zhu Lingwu's attitude of pointing at Lin Achun, An Lingyou felt a little unhappy, as if he had been ignored by Zhu Lingwu.

"Uncle Ling Wu, this time I asked Achun to take action. Then next time it will be my turn to take action! I will also follow you to travel. You can't favor one or the other!"

"Haha, that's natural. Does Ling You want to try his skills? Don't worry, this time I will definitely encounter many monsters and monsters when I go all the way. Naturally, there is a chance for you to take action! Okay, the island is safe now, so Ling You will set up a guardian warning ban, and then I'll take a rest again!"

Zhu Lingwu turned his head and looked at An Lingyou, and couldn't help but laugh on his face, and his figure also landed on the island below.

His eyes swept down the beach, and he pointed at several places. The sand immediately condensed some tables and platters, and then he created a bonfire stove, which seemed to be preparing to have a barbecue here.

Zhu Lingwu turned his head and looked at the hermit crab monster again, and then smiled again, "Well, this monster should be able to make a lot of good meat. Why not taste the fresh iron-plate fried crab meat? Ah Chun, can you help Uncle Master to see if your technique of controlling flames is really pure and honest!"

Zhu Lingwu said, slapped the Chunyang Feihong Sword hanging around his waist, and drove the flying sword to cut it on the hermit crab demon.

Now that the hermit crab monster is dead, the demon spirit power in its body is % long, wind and literature naturally cannot stop the flying sword from destroying its body. Therefore, under the cutting of the pure Yang Feihong Sword that turned into a colorful spiritual light, the entire demon body was shattered by Zhu Lingwu following the joints.

The crab meat contained in it also flew to the campfire stove formed by Zhu Lingwu's sand and soil. I don't know when a piece of iron plate had been placed on this stove.

However, the crab meat of the hermit crab demon is full of strong demonic energy, and the body of the foundation-building water demon has naturally become demonized, looking like a blood-colored demon light, but it doesn't seem like something to eat.

An Lingyou and Lin Achun looked a little strange when she saw him. When Lin Achun heard Zhu Lingwu's words, she hesitated, "Uncle Master. This crab meat is so evil, it may be bad for her health if she eats it! Uncle Master, why should she take risks for the sake of her mouth and stomach!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I have a way to remove the demonic energy. Well, A Chun, you go and pick the spirit herb first, and help me barbecue crab meat! I'll process the crab meat first. Then prepare some seasoning ingredients!"

Zhu Lingwu hasn't been able to eat well for so many years, so of course he won't stop easily at this moment. It seems that there is a smell of fluid rolling in his mouth.

With one move on the Chunyang Feihong Sword, the flying sword was cut, and after the flying sword was cut, it took the initiative to return to Zhu Lingwu's waist and turned into a jade sword ornament hanging.

The hermit crab monster is not bad for being the body of a water monster. The body, which is several times larger than an ordinary hermit crab, also left Zhu Lingwu with more than ten pieces of crab meat the size of a fist.

Zhu Lingwu slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand, put out some bottles and jars containing seasonings, and then patted a spirit beast bag on his waist, and two blood gods with blood shining in the inside, and rushed towards the crab meat filled with demonic energy.

As the two blood gods flashed slightly, the demonic energy in the crab meat rushed towards the blood god soon.

After hearing Zhu Lingwu's words, Lin Achun could only go to the hermit crab demon to hide in the demon's hole to pick the spiritual herb, but An Lingyou did not meditate and practice immediately. Looking at Zhu Lingwu's movements, his face showed a look of surprise.

Of course, An Lingyou could feel that the two blood gods were a bit like evil things. Zhu Lingwu was originally a mysterious figure in Chunyang Immortal Sect, but he didn't expect that he had such an evil thing in his hands. An Lingyou didn't know what to think about for a moment.

However, An Lingyou soon discovered that the crab meat, which was originally filled with demonic energy, had been purified into spiritual flesh with strong spiritual power. The original demonic power of the hermit crab monster actually had some earth spirit attributes, so it could have previously hidden under the sand and hidden its demon body.

So after removing the demonic energy in the crab meat, there seemed to be a light yellow spiritual light flowing on the crab meat, and only the rich earth spirit power was left in the flesh.

Then, An Lingyou saw the two evil spirits flashing with blood, as if they had eaten something, flashed towards Zhu Lingwu's waist and pounced directly into the spirit beast bag on Zhu Lingwu's waist.

"Master, Uncle Master, what exactly are you raising in this spiritual beast bag? How can you..."

An Lingyou asked hesitantly, but she really didn't want to think about Zhu Lingwu in the bad direction, but it was really unreasonable that a monk from the Immortal Sect was actually raising evil spirits with him.

"Ling You, you have to keep this matter secret for me! Hehe, in fact, no matter what it is, as long as it is used properly, it is the right path of the immortal path. Why bother to care about what it was originally! Look, now I use them to help me transform evil spirits, can it turn it into treasure? Since all living things in the world exist, they will naturally have their own principles of survival, so why bother to kill them!"

Zhu Lingwu was actually deliberately taking out the Blood God at this time and revealing it to An Lingyou and Lin Achun. After all, these two women walked with him, and some of his secrets might be discovered in the end, not only the Blood God, but also the ghosts in the Hundred Ghosts' march banner.

Now get some vaccination first so that An Lingyou and Lin Achun can accept some evil charms, ghosts and other things around him. It is better than taking them out suddenly later.

"But these evil charms will harm the common people? If they are not eliminated, their existence will only harm ordinary creatures! Uncle Master, you are sophistry, this is wrong!"

An Lingyou was confused by Zhu Lingwu's words at first, but as she turned around, she immediately felt that Zhu Lingwu was wrong.

A disciple like her, who has been educated to eliminate demons and protect the way since childhood, and to exorcise evil spirits. At this moment, she felt that she should let Zhu Lingwu walk back from such an evil path, and should not have too much to do with such evil and charming things.

"Well, yes, if they let them not care and allow them to survive freely in the mortal world, it will indeed cause harm to ordinary creatures. However, since they are in my hands, they will naturally not harm the common people! Just like the magic weapons and magic weapons in our hands, they will only be driven by us!"

Zhu Lingwu rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then found another excuse, but seeing that An Lingyou was still a little reluctant, he hurriedly asked Lin Achun there again, "Achun, what kind of spiritual herb is that? What value is it?"

"Uncle Master, that's a earth ginseng grass. It's been five hundred years old. It's a medium-grade spiritual grass. It's probably worth fifty spirit stones! Uncle Master, should I pick it directly, or send it to Uncle Master's Demon Prisoning Tower to continue to be cultivated?"
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