The brains of these insect cultivators are all extreme cultivators who have devoted their entire lives to insects. Although they have never raised strange insects, they have raised quite a few corresponding poisonous insects. In a short period of time, they found dozens of usable ideas.

There is no new news from Zi Tianji now, and there is no news about Master and Disciple Le Qingzhu.

Chen Luo was ready to take this opportunity to cultivate the Gu worms. Previously, he had been raising the Soul Banner, and the Gu worms were left aside to develop on their own. Now at this stage, Chen Luo was ready to try to add some food to a few strange insects to see if he could speed up their evolution. If he could make a few strange insects evolve again, it would also play a certain role when facing the Hedao monks later.

Following the ideas of the insect cultivator in his head, Chen Luo took out a pile of pills and spirit stones, divided them into five parts, and threw them in front of the five strange insects.

The body of the Phantom God Gu shook twice, allowing these things to pass through its body and fall down.

The Life Borrowing Gu and Soul Parasite Gu only glanced at it and then stopped reacting, their expressions full of disgust. Only the two silver-backed centipedes were the most enthusiastic eaters, whether it was elixirs, spirit stones, magic tools, or crystal iron. It could be said that they accepted everything, even the waste elixirs that Chen Luo accidentally mixed in.

This scene left Chen Luo speechless.

The experience of the insect cultivators in the external head was only enough to feed these two centipedes. The remaining three guys were more picky than each other, especially the Illusion God Gu, which ignored them from beginning to end and hid aside to pretend to be nothing. The Life Borrowing Gu and the Soul Parasite Gu were slightly better. When the two centipedes were finished, the Soul Parasite Gu also very considerately controlled the two little brothers to help him finish eating the spirit stones and pills in front of him, with the main point of not wasting anything.

Chen Luo ignored the three poisonous insects and focused his attention on the silver-backed centipede.

This time I will focus on cultivating these two centipedes.

Looking at the two silver-backed centipedes eating and drinking lavishly, Chen Luo took out a large pile of sundries from his storage bag. Many of these sundries were from the storage bags of Zhu Chang and the other three. These three people had created a small faction called "Three Immortal Caves". There were many materials for daily use by disciples in the storage bags. In addition, each of the three people had their own areas of expertise, so the things stored there seemed a bit miscellaneous.

For Chen Luo, many of these materials are useless and can be used to feed the silverback centipede.

"A silverback centipede is still a centipede. It should be fine if it eats some poison."

Looking at the two silver-backed centipedes with whetted appetites, Chen Luo remembered the advice given by an insect cultivator's brain before.

So he thought about it, and the poison-cultivating brain in his external brain also became active.

'The combination of Soul-breaking Grass and Thunder God Vine, supplemented by the use of civil and military fire, can produce Soul-Destroying Powder.'

'Three grams of Strychnos nux vomica and two grams of Octahedral crystal'

Instantly, a large number of memories related to poison refining emerged. These memories were all accidentally read by Chen Luo on weekdays and memorized by the poison cultivator's brain. Now he only needs to have a similar thought, and his body will immediately transform into an old monster who is proficient in poison.

Three days later.

bass!!

A layer of white smoke rose up, and a pile of strange blue, purple, green and red objects were placed on the table. There were liquid soul poisons, solid poison crystals, and even a few pure white small porcelain bottles filled with deadly poisons that could pollute spiritual consciousness.

After three days of refining poison day and night, a large amount of poison-refining materials in the storage bag were reduced.

Each of these poisons is more powerful than the other.

Just like the poison in the porcelain bottle on the left, if it is thrown outside, within three quarters of an hour, it will kill most of the immortal cultivators in Panshifang Market outside, and no one below the level of Spiritualization will survive. Another example is the diamond-shaped poison crystal. Once this thing is dissolved in water, it will immediately poison the area, and even plants cannot grow.

"Come on, it's time for a snack."

In order to prevent the poison from leaking, Chen Luo specially set up a closed area with restrictions.

He grabbed two silver-backed centipedes that had just eaten the spirit stones and threw them up.

With a flash of inspiration, his right hand sealed the area, ensuring that the two centipedes could not escape.

The two silver-backed centipedes that hadn't figured out the situation first wandered around for a while. One of them couldn't help but crawl to the poison crystal out of curiosity and tried to take a bite. This silver-backed centipede was the unlucky one that was almost eaten by the Soul-Bonding Gu and the Life-Borrowing Gu. Its spirituality was slightly worse than the other one. But its nature as a strange insect made up for these shortcomings. It had been with Chen Luo for many years and had eaten many spiritual materials and treasures. The silver on its back was shiny and black, and its wings were like barbs. The thin wings in the middle were invisible to the naked eye, and it looked very fierce.

Snap!

The poison crystal shattered, and a small piece was swallowed by the silver-backed centipede.

Chen Luo carefully observed the centipede's movements, and even the three strange insects on the table next to him looked over. The Illusion God Gu directly transformed into a monk with a blurred face, walked up to Chen Luo and observed openly.

Chen Luo glanced at it and ignored it.

The Illusion God Gu had his mark on it, so no matter how it transformed, it could not escape his perception. But if it was outside, the Illusion God Gu's transformation just now was enough to deceive everyone. Even if it was on the street, no one would feel that something was wrong, and they would even feel that this monk with a blurred face had been standing next to them from the beginning.

The Life-Borrowing Gu and the Soul-Parceling Gu also flapped their wings and flew to Chen Luo's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

There were only two silver-backed centipedes chewing the poison foolishly below. This strange gap was like four insect cultivators raising poisonous insects together. No wonder the silver-backed centipede was ranked so much lower than these three guys. Just based on this spirituality, the strange insects were not on the same level.

After eating the poison crystal, the silver-backed centipede crawled into the porcelain bottle next to it.

Another silver-backed centipede flew directly to the mouth of the bottle of liquid spiritual poison and plunged in. After the silver-backed centipede fell into the transparent poisonous water, a large amount of white smoke instantly emerged. The poisonous smoke rose from below, flew into the air and was blocked by the ban, making a hissing sound.

If Chen Luo had not sealed off this area with a ban, the poisonous gas alone would have been enough to penetrate the rock wall and spread outside.

The silver-backed centipede in the bath twisted violently, and the venom in the bottle quickly darkened from transparent to inky black. Only the claw marks scraping on the bottle wall could be vaguely seen. Another silver-backed centipede, after falling into the porcelain bottle next to it, the poison crystals in its body exploded, mixed with the gaseous spiritual poison outside, and its body twitched violently twice, and then fell headfirst onto the table, motionless.

Large amounts of purple liquid seeped out of its body, but in the blink of an eye, only a pool of smelly liquid and a withered yellow centipede shell were left.

Poisoned to death?

Chen Luo was stunned.

How come this result is completely different from what was expected? Have those experienced old monsters in the external brain been raising the poisonous insects in vain throughout their lives?

But soon, Chen Luo discovered that there was a pure white little centipede in the pool of poisonous water. As soon as the little centipede appeared, it swallowed up all the poisonous water around it, and also swallowed up the shell left behind. Its pure white claws grabbed the ground, condensing into large pieces of frost, and the corners of these frosts emitted purple gas. The tentacles on its forehead swayed, and it looked at the porcelain bottle next to it. Another centipede soaked in the venom also crawled out at this moment. The body of this centipede was also much smaller, and its body turned pure black.

When the two silver-backed centipedes, one black and one white, met each other, they started fighting instantly.

The frost continued to spread outwards, and the restrictions that Chen Luo had set outside were visibly condensed. The poison spread along the ice, making a constant hissing sound. The frost on the ground penetrated the restrictions and began to spread to the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Luo quickly raised his hand and added two more layers of restrictions on the outside, which stopped the corrosion trend.

The two centipedes inside fought more and more fiercely, and finally evolved into devouring each other, and the aura on their bodies also increased little by little. The overflowing cold air became stronger and stronger, and the cold air was mixed with poison, which constantly corroded the surrounding restrictions, forcing Chen Luo to reinforce the restrictions many times.

This went on for four days.

At midnight on the fourth day, the two centipedes finally decided the winner. The surviving silver-backed centipede devoured its own kind, and its tiny body began to swell and stretch, with silver-black insect patterns growing on its back. The murderous aura that had been emanating from the outside disappeared without a trace, and it became the same as the soul-parasitic insects, looking somewhat unremarkable.

Click, click

Before Chen Luo could remove the restriction, the silver-backed centipede frozen inside gnawed through the restriction and crawled out.

The frost spread, and the mixed poisonous gas instantly spread throughout the entire secret room.

"Crystal poison, soul poison, soul-destroying liquid, and heartless powder"

Chen Luo distinguished them and quickly identified more than a dozen spiritual poisons. With the brain of a poisonous cultivator in his body, Chen Luo himself was an old poisoner. The spiritual poisons emitted by the silver-backed centipede were all refined by him, so he would naturally not be affected.

Buzz!!

The wings flapped, a silver light flashed, and when Chen Luo looked again, the silver-backed centipede had already flown in front of him.

This guy originally wanted to land on Chen Luo's shoulder, but was driven away by the Life-Borrowing Gu and the Soul-Parasing Gu before he got close. From the attitudes of the two strange insects, it can be seen that the silver-backed centipede after the fusion has possessed an aura that makes them wary, and they are no longer ignored as before.

“Not bad, not bad.”

With a flick of his sleeves, he put the silver-backed centipede into the cave gourd, and then Chen Luo put the remaining two poisonous insects into his sleeves. As for the illusionary god poison, he turned into his clone and went outside to gather information.

It took seven days to raise the insects this time. I wonder if there is any new news from Zi Tianji.

Panshifang Market is still bustling.

A large number of independent cultivators set up stalls here to trade. The market managers will charge these independent cultivators two spirit stones as a stall fee. In return, the Panshi Market will ensure their safety during the transaction.

Chen Luo walked on the street, looking at what these people were trading. (End of this chapter)