Chapter 298 A Pot

Countless flames rolled over the palm of her hand, like hundreds of fire spells exploding, burning her soul into blackness, and then pushed the black mass and pressed it hard on the demonic tree itself. The tree trunk, which was as thick as ten people could hold it together, was uprooted by this palm and turned into a blazing torch, flying hundreds of feet away.

The thousand-year-old tree demon had no power to fight back under Tang Lin's flame palm. It’s not that fire defeats wood, it’s that wood creates fire. When the fire spiritual power confronts the wood spiritual power, for every point of wood spiritual power that is lost, the fire spiritual power will surge by one point. When the flame palm is shot, her own spiritual power becomes the best. fuel.

After finishing off his grandma with one slap, Tang Lincai turned back to comfort Nie Xiaoqian and said, "Don't worry, nothing happened to me."

Nie Xiaoqian's delicate little mouth was wide enough to fit two bananas. She didn't expect that the mighty thousand-year-old tree demon would be slapped hundreds of feet away. Even though less than half of the root system has rotted, it is still a big tree with entangled roots. Even if it is cut down by anyone, it will take several days to chop it down with a sharp axe.

The palm that suddenly stretched out was so powerful that it could uproot the tree demon and then slap it away. Grandma must be dead. Even without those flames, the uprooted tree must not be able to survive anymore.

After being enslaved by her grandma for decades, and now finally free, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help crying with joy.

Tang Lin used the head-touching kill with low proficiency, but the effect was excellent. Nie Xiaoqian threw herself into the arms of the sand puppet and cried bitterly.

It's a pity that the sand puppet can't feel the touch. I wonder what the female ghost's body feels like. Could it be softer?

Nie Xiaoqian cried for a while, finally venting all the sorrow in her heart. Then she pushed Tang Lin away and said a little embarrassedly: "Xiaoqian is rude."

"It's human nature, don't worry about it," Tang Lin said comfortingly.

"Human nature? It's a pity that I am no longer a human being." Nie Xiaoqian sighed.

"There is always a time to be a human again. Now that the tree demon is dead, you are also free. Maybe there will be a chance to be reincarnated." Tang Lin said.

After calming down, Nie Xiaoqian seemed to have regained her original smart IQ, and immediately understood the key details of Tang Lin's words.

"Maybe? Mr. Tang, is there anything difficult about reincarnation?" Nie Xiaoqian asked.

"If I guess correctly, the underworld has probably been destroyed. Only the collapse of the six paths of reincarnation will cause the Yin Qi to flow back into the human world. Nowadays, the boundaries between the mortal world and the underworld have been blurred for a long time. If you want to be reincarnated, I'm afraid you will fall into the old demon of Montenegro. In the hands." Tang Lin explained.

Tang Lin originally wanted to catch him alive, but the chronic poison turned into a potent poison, forcing Tang Lin to kill his grandma ruthlessly. Now she is almost burned to ashes. Unless she can be resurrected by going back in time, I would like to ask if there is any information. It's possible.

But even if she wants to be resurrected, she has to wait until all the female ghosts in Lanruo Temple are sent away. Otherwise, if this grandma has any spells to take Nie Xiaoqian as a hostage, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

"Old Black Mountain Demon? I heard that grandma say that Old Black Mountain Demon's power is boundless, and even grandma must obey the orders of Old Black Mountain Demon. Grandma sucking human blood here in Lanruo Temple was also ordered by Old Demon Black Mountain."

"Huh? Is there still such a theory? Didn't he want to suck human blood because he practiced evil skills?" Tang Lin asked strangely.

"Cultivating plants and trees only requires absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. Human blood is not very helpful to the monsters that become spirits from plants and trees. Only those beasts that turn into spirits, eat human flesh and drink human blood are natural and can improve their cultivation. I used to be very popular with my grandma. I know that when he sucks human blood, he does not actually absorb it himself, but stores it in the underground blood pool, as if he is refining something." Nie Xiaoqian continued.

Hearing this, Tang Lin became excited.

Could it be that the old Black Mountain demon is using this tree demon to refine something again?

Tang Lin quickly walked to the location of the tree demon's body. After the big tree was uprooted, a hole buried deep in the ground was revealed. There was no need to walk in, and a very rich smell of blood was emitted from the hole. It's just that there's a smell of rotten wood mixed in, like the stench of rotting corpses.

Most of the tree demon's roots had died. Tang Lin's Xutu spirit had no influence from the wood spiritual power and easily dug up the blood pool from the ground.

This blood pool probably covers more than ten acres of land, which is much larger than the main building of Lanruo Temple.

The blood in the blood pool seemed to be boiling, and seemed to be very corrosive. It would smoke when it flowed to the ground.

Tang Lin first used the Frost Fire Domain to condense the blood water into ice, and then cracked open the ice cubes, and found what was being refined in the blood pool. It was not the corpse of the underworld's Yin Shuai, but a pot.

To talk about the pot, it may be a bit unstylish. It should be said that it is a three-legged bronze tripod. This cauldron is not ordinary big. It can be used as a Kung Fu tea cup for Tang Lin. It will not be a problem to fit a hundred people in it.

Most of the original bronze color had been dyed dark red by blood. Tang Lin estimated that when the tripod completely turned red, it would be considered to be successfully refined.

But, what exactly is this pot, worthy of the Black Mountain Old Demon specifically asking grandma to suck human blood to refine it? Although the world is in chaos now, there are still many Qi practitioners in the world. If they suck more human blood, they may attract attacks from these monks.

Although grandma has a thousand years of cultivation, her actual abilities are only average. In broad daylight, the tree demon's magic power will be greatly weakened, and maybe two novice demon slayers will be able to kill her.

Taking such a huge risk just for this pot must be of great value. And the Black Mountain Old Demon's attack was probably related to the underworld, maybe it was the pot used to fry the devil?

"Go back and look for the bull head." Tang Lin said to himself in his heart.

After getting this pot, Tang Lin might resurrect his grandma to interrogate him. This tree demon is probably just like those black-robed men, a complete tool demon. The old Black Mountain demon will not tell his real plan to his grandma.

After solving the problem of the tree demon, Tang Lin asked Nie Xiaoqian to explain the spell to the other female ghosts and free them.

Tang Lin originally thought that the Lanruo Temple matter was over, but he didn't expect that after Nie Xiaoqian went to her sisters to explain the truth about the urn, all of them expressed their intention to follow Tang Lin.

"My benefactor, these sisters of mine were all persecuted. Now that my grandma is dead, we just want to be reincarnated. However, the six paths of reincarnation have collapsed and the underworld is no longer accessible, so we have become wandering ghosts. Instead of living in this world Wandering around, waiting for those Qi practitioners to beat us to death, it is better to follow our benefactor. Although we have no skills, as long as our benefactor is willing to take us in, we are willing to work as cows or horses." Nie Xiaoqian led a group of female ghosts, Those who knelt and kowtowed to Tang Linsan for nine times just hoped to get his protection.

Tang Lin didn't refuse. Nie Xiaoqian knew something about the old Black Mountain demon, and he would definitely take it with him. For things like female ghosts, if you accept one, you will accept them, or you will accept a group of them. This is not a big problem.

Just put away the ashes of these female ghosts and find a place to enshrine them later. After searching the inside and outside of Lanruo Temple, we found some gold, silver and jewelry, probably left behind by passers-by who had been tempted to death in the past.

Money has no meaning to Tang Lin, and these things can be regarded as the relics of the deceased, so Tang Lin did not take them away, but burned the entire Lanruo Temple to ashes with a fire.

After completely eliminating the copy of Lanruo Temple, Tang Lin used an earth escape technique to return to the mass grave outside Xingnan City. Originally, Tang Lin only practiced here alone, but now with a dozen female ghosts, he simply controlled the sand and made a big house, and let these female ghosts hold his ashes in the cup.

Tang Lin's way of returning the urns to the female ghosts moved these suffering young ladies to tears, and Nie Xiaoqian also admired them very much. This Young Master Tang could obviously do whatever he wanted to these female ghosts, and the female ghosts were already ready to sacrifice themselves. They just wanted to serve this Young Master so that they would not be forced to harm others.

As long as it doesn't harm anyone, it's okay. It's okay to be someone's plaything and concubine.

But this Mr. Tang was completely unobtrusive and didn't even have the slightest hint of lewdness. He was truly a rare gentleman. But precisely because of this, it is even more rare in this troubled world, and the female ghosts feel that Mr. Tang is a good man. This is the luck of all of them female ghosts. If it weren't for the different paths between human beings and ghosts, they would definitely rush to recommend themselves to the pillow mat.

Is Tang Linzhen such an upright gentleman? Of course it's fake. He is the kind of person who can never stand the test of human nature. The beauty trap will definitely work for him. Unfortunately, the size doesn't fit, so there's really nothing we can do about it.

After settling the group of female ghosts, Tang Lin brought the pot to Niutou.

As soon as Niu Tou saw this three-legged cauldron, his eyes lit up and he said to Tang Lin, "Isn't this the Wangyou cauldron used to cook Meng Po soup? Mr. Fu, do you want to make Meng Po soup?"

Now it was Tang Lin's turn to widen his eyes. Is this pot used to cook Meng Po soup? Tang Lin also thought about washing it and using it as a tea cup. Fortunately, he didn't commit suicide, otherwise he might have forgotten his last name.

However, this is the pot used to cook Po Meng’s soup. What about Po Meng? If the underworld was really destroyed, and Niu Tou's corpse and the Forgetting Cauldron fell into the hands of the old demon from Black Mountain, then Po Meng should also be the same. Why was it only a pot that was being refined? Isn't Po Meng's corpse important?

Tang Lin asked his question, but Niutou unexpectedly said: "Meng Po's corpse? Which Po Meng are you talking about?"

"How many Po Meng are there in the underworld?" Tang Lin asked strangely.

"Of course, Meng Po soup is what every ghost should drink before reincarnation. How many ghosts are reincarnated every day? How can only one Meng Po soup be enough? The so-called Meng Po soup is responsible for getting the Meng Po soup from the Wangyou Cauldron, and then Most of the ghosts who were fed into those ghosts are female ghosts." Niutou explained.

Meng Po turned out to be a professional title, rather than just one person. This really surprised Tang Lin.

"Then why are they called Po Meng?" Tang Lin asked gossiping.

"The oldest one, Meng Po, seems to have the surname Meng. She seems to be a yin god with meritorious deeds. When she went to the underworld, she was assigned to be in charge of the Wangyou Cauldron. Over time, the soup cooked in the Wangyou Cauldron was called Meng Po Soup. Later, All the female ghosts responsible for this matter are called Po Meng.”

After explaining, Niutou said happily: "Thanks to Mr. Fujun for finding the Forgetting Cauldron, I have regained some of my memory. If Mr. Fujun can find more things in this place, maybe I can remember them all. ”

Needless to say, Niu Tou said that Tang Lin would also do it, but he didn't know how many arrangements the old demon from Black Mountain had. The world is so big, it's not easy to find it.

But what Tang Lin is more concerned about now is, now that he has this Wangyou Cauldron, can he make Meng Po soup?