As soon as the ascenator was snatched into the cave, he was immediately frightened to the point of his face, but his whole body seemed to be bound by the headband, and he could only cry and beg for mercy. Ascension cream, Ding Yi naturally knew that it was nothing more than the cultivation consumables made by these ascenators. This upper realm is a bit strange and seems to have no spiritual energy. Therefore, the monks can only rely on some partial means to practice, such as the belief in the lower realm and the soul of the ascenator. Ding Yi naturally couldn't use the Ascension Paste when he refined the Ascension Paste. In fact, he didn't plan to refine it himself. At this moment, he sat upright in the cave, looked at the ascenator kneeling on the ground, and asked slowly: "Asced?" The ascenator hurriedly said: "This immortal master, I am the ascendant from the lower realm. I really don't know how to offend the immortals here and have been tied up here! Please save me!" The man was crying, and it could be seen that he was extremely scared. Ding Yi held his cheek and looked at the man, and then suddenly asked:
"How many cities have been slaughtered?" The man was stunned, then hesitated for a moment and said weakly: "Three...no, fourteen, Immortal Master, they all forced me!" Hearing this, Ding Yi laughed. He wanted to disguise himself as an alchemist, and the ascenator would inevitably be sent to his cave, but if he refused, wouldn't he be able to refine the ascension ointment become his biggest goal? Therefore, he can only take these ascenators and consume them. If the person who sent him was a good person, Ding Yi would naturally feel very embarrassed. He claimed that he was a good person and could not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Old Demon Ding and others are simply an insult to his personality! But if the one who was sent here was a demon cultivator, everything would be easy. So, Ding Yi shouted happily to another room in the cave: "Zhu Jiujie!" As soon as Ding Yi finished speaking, Zhu Jiujie ran over happily, stood beside Ding Yi, and asked him: "Boss, is this man annoying to call? I twisted his chin off?" Ding Yi glanced at Zhu Jiujie, then shook his head and asked: "Do you eat people on weekdays?" Zhu Jiujie was stunned when he heard this and continued: "Of course it's something to eat. Someone comes to the door, so naturally he snatches it and then eats it." Ding Yi smiled immediately when he heard the words and said: "This is your fault. Your ancestor Zhu Bajie was originally a man-eating monster, but later he followed Tang Sanzang to cultivate the truth."
When Zhu Jiujie heard this, he immediately replied: "Boss, I know, I know! I won't eat people anymore. I will eat vegetarian food and eat what monks eat!" Hearing this, the man next to him suddenly relaxed his face, and then he looked at Ding Yi with some gratitude. But Ding Yi smiled slightly and continued: "Eating or not eating is not the key to your enlightenment, but me." Zhu Jiujie was stunned by Ding Yi's words, and then asked: "Boss, I really don't understand, so you just want to say what to do, right?" Ding Yi pointed to the man and said: "Swallow it, don't eat it. I don't like the blood in the cave that you make." Zhu Jiujie was suddenly unable to react after hearing this, but the ascenator over there was suddenly shocked and then roared: "You demon! You dog thing! You must die a little!!" When Zhu Jiujie heard that this man dared to scold Ding Yi, he immediately walked forward and slapped the man off his chin with two slaps, and then leaned forward and smelled it. "Boss, this guy has a lot of bloody smell. Maybe he killed more people than my old pig!" Ding Yi nodded and then said: "Come and drag it away after half an hour." Zhu Jiujie nodded after hearing this, and then returned to his room with the ascenator's angry gaze. The next day, Ding Yi began to select suitable materials from the auxiliary materials sent by the Blood Building. These materials are obviously something that alchemists often use, but Ding Yi couldn't recognize them either. After reading them for a while, he completely lost interest. He took out all these ingredients and rubbed them into powder with his fingers, and then evenly sprinkled them on the Ascension Paste brought by the Blood Tower. Immediately afterwards, Ding Yi dipped his brush in water and wrote the entry "Improving 10% of the medicinal properties" on the can of Feisheng Paste. [Currently, the lifespan of strengthening is 80 years. Is it strengthened? 】 Ding Yi looked at the words in front of him and then naturally chose to strengthen. With the slight shock of the pottery in Ding Yi's hand, a line of text appeared in his sight the next moment. 【Enhanced Blood Incision Paste Edition】 [After a certain improvement in the Blood Incision Paste, the effect of the medicine is about 10% higher than the original version, and it is already a very good Feisheng Paste. 】 Ding Yi looked at the prompt in front of him, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. Immediately afterwards, he seemed to remember something, and then quickly took out the Soul-Breaking Ointment he got from Zou He, then covered his mouth and nose, and then opened the lid. Afterwards, Ding Yi poured the auxiliary materials powder a little, covered the lid again, and then took a pen to write the entry "No side effects and strengthen the efficacy" on it.
This time, Ding Yi’s prompt turned into: [Currently, the lifespan of strengthening is 189 years and 13 days. Is it strengthened? 】 It actually takes so much lifespan? Ding Yi sat on the stone bench, touched his chin and thought for a moment, then shook his head. This thing has a great effect on other monks, but for him it is at most a stimulant. He followed the path of cultivating immortals, which was completely different from the cultivators in this world. The Five Elements Heaven-Repairing Art at this moment required the materials of the five elements in the world, which was why he chose to join the Blood Tower. In the Xiaoyuan Palace, he saw how insignificant he was and how terrifying those high-level cultivators were. "Give me some time, give me some more time." Ding Yi rubbed the Soul-Breaking Ointment in his hand, with a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. Another half month passed, and Ding Yi stayed in the cave and never came out. But on this day, he wrote out some lists and asked Zhu Jiujie to take them to find the people in the Blood Tower. Zhu Jiujie was very excited after receiving the task. After all, he was originally a wandering spirit, and now he followed Ding Yi to live in this cave, and he felt uncomfortable after a long time. So, he ran out happily. Although Zhu Jiujie was a spirit, he was really efficient. In the evening, Zhu Jiujie came back and brought back a big box. "Boss, you don't know, when I took these things, the people in the Blood Tower looked like they could eat people!" Zhu Jiujie put the box at Ding Yi's feet, dancing and imitating the expressions of those people in the Blood Tower. Ding Yi laughed and then opened the box in front of him. In the box, there were three boxes of different sizes. Ding Yi was about to reach out, but suddenly remembered something, and then said to Zhu Jiujie: "Come on, open them one by one, smell them, and lick them." Zhu Jiujie didn't understand, but he naturally didn't doubt Ding Yi's instructions, and even thought it was right. How could someone who could tell a story like "Journey to the West" be a bad person? Warm reminder: The website is about to be revised, which may cause the reading progress to be lost. Please save the "Bookshelf" and "Reading Records" in time (it is recommended to take screenshots to save). Please forgive us for the inconvenience caused to you!