Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

The old Taoist raised his turbid eyes, and his figure suddenly disappeared. Xu Sanyan was shocked. He didn't see the old Taoist's movements clearly at all.

It appeared again, less than a foot in front of Xu Sanyan. The fishy smell became stronger and stronger, but Xu Sanyan did not dare to dislike it at all.

It can be seen from this move alone that the cultivation level of the two is very different. If the old Taoist wants to kill him, he may not be able to use the second move.

The old Taoist looked him up and down, stretched out his hand and groped his body, from his neck to his leg bones. Xu Sanyan didn't dare to resist, just like Wang Lulu didn't dare to resist him just now.

The more the old man touched it, the brighter his eyes became, and he couldn't stop praising, "Okay, good! You can meet a good seedling when you take a walk out. Hey, the old man really got lucky."

"To have such cultivation at such a young age is incredible, incredible."

"Senior, this is..." Xu Sanyan guessed that he was measuring his bone age.

The old Taoist did not answer, but laughed inexplicably, "Haha... let me ask you, how old are you this year?"

Xu Sanyan was silent for a moment, "Forty..."

Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist narrowed his eyes with a dangerous expression. Seeing this, Xu Sanyan immediately changed his words, "This junior is twenty years old this year!"

The old Taoist smiled again, "Where are you from?"

"Qi State." Xu Sanyan answered honestly.

"Where is that place?" The old Taoist frowned and thought, having never heard of it.

"A small border country."

The old Taoist nodded, "What are you doing in Ten Thousand Demons Mountain?"

"This junior admires the Holy Sect..."

"Speak truthfully."

"The juniors can only practice the skills until the foundation is perfect, and then find the follow-up skills."

"What kind of exercises do you practice?"

""The True Sutra of Ultimate Truth and Quietness to Eliminate Illusions"

"Oh...that technique is just okay."

The old Taoist hung the purple gourd on his waist and said sleepily, "I am the Holy Sect of Tongxin and the master of the temple of the Chixin lineage. You can call me crazy old Taoist, or you can call me the temple master. From now on, you will be my Chixin A disciple of the same lineage.”

"Ah?" Xu Sanyan was stunned. Is this considered a beginner?

The crazy old man raised his eyebrows, "Why, you don't want to?"

"Yes, I have met the palace master." Xu Sanyan understood that the situation was stronger than the person, and he could not tolerate his refusal at this moment.

"Come with me." With that said, the crazy old man walked towards the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain.

Xu Sanyan pursed his lips and followed step by step.

On the way, the crazy old Taoist said, "Don't think that joining my True Heart lineage has wronged you. The old Taoist will let you be the Holy Son!"

"Holy Son?"

Xu Sanyan was shocked. Is the Tongxin Demon Sect so casual? Can anyone be chosen as the Holy Son?

Are you just starting to draw pie?

"Of course, it requires hundreds of millions of tests. As long as you pass it, you will be the holy son of the sect. Your status is only lower than the sect master and the three palace masters. You will also have the opportunity to compete for the next palace master and sect leader."

Xu Sanyan secretly sighed in his heart. It really wasn't that simple. He deliberately tried to evade it, "This disciple has just joined the sect and doesn't know much about many things. If he fails in the election, wouldn't it be a disgrace to you, the old man?"

"Hehehe... It doesn't matter, failure is nothing but death." The crazy old Taoist glanced at him with an inexplicable expression, with a smile on his lips.

Xu Sanyan was suddenly startled. Did he regard himself as a scapegoat?

"well……"

The crazy old Taoist sighed, "I can't help it. The rules are like this. Those who participate in the election of the Holy Son must be under seventy years old, and there are fifty people from each of the four bloodlines. Our Chixin lineage has always been sparse, and there are even fewer people who meet the requirements. There are so few, so we have to find another way.”

"Four meridians?" Xu Sanyan remembered that Qin Manyang had said that the Tongxin Demon Sect only had three meridians.

"Outsiders only know that there are three lines, but they don't know that there is also the sect master's line."

"Of course, if you succeed, there will be many benefits. Not only will you be able to practice the sect's holy scriptures, but you will also have the power to instruct the disciples in the sect to do things for you."

"I'm always fair in doing things. If you don't want to go..." Crazy Old Dao turned his head and looked directly into Xu Sanyan's eyes with a calm expression, "You can also try to refuse!"

"..."

"Disciple will not give up even if he dies!" Xu Sanyan solemnly agreed with a serious expression.

"Hahahaha...good!"

The crazy old man raised his head and laughed, "Sure enough, I saw you right!"

Xu Sanyan sighed in his heart, what kind of thing is this? He was forced to get involved in the battle for the Holy Son out of nowhere.

"Dare I ask the Palace Master, did our Holy Sect not have a Holy Son before?" Xu Sanyan asked bravely.

"Of course there is, but...he wasn't good at studying. He wanted to challenge Hua Gu and was killed."

The crazy old Taoist looked at Xu Sanyan's puzzled eyes and explained, "Oh, Hua Gu is the palace master of the Hehuan lineage."

"Is this still possible?" Xu Sanyan was surprised. Is this the Demon Sect? The master of the palace robbed it.

"Of course, if you think you can beat me one day, you can take my place instead." The crazy old man untied his wine gourd and took a sip.

"There are two more saints who were killed by the righteous monks, and the last saint entered the depths of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain and disappeared, so we thought of choosing a few more saints to prevent such a large sect from having no successors."

Xu Sanyan secretly complained that the Holy Son of the Tongxin Demon Sect was also in a high-risk industry.

"Disciple has another question, what is the specific test of the Holy Son?"

The crazy old man wiped the shit from his eyes and flicked it casually, "Simple, throw everyone into the depths of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain. The last five people who survive will be the Holy Son. You can use any method you want, there are no restrictions."

It’s really simple and crude!

The two walked towards the depths of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain. They did not encounter any demon beasts along the way. Xu Sanyan knew that this was because of the Crazy Taoist. The demon beasts were frightened by his aura and did not dare to get close to him.

Xu Sanyan could not see what level of cultivation this person had, but he guessed that he must be at least in the Hexu realm!

Foundation building, lost path, soul refining, Hexu.

Being able to sit on the position of the hall master of the five major sects, he can be regarded as one of the people at the top of the pyramid of the cultivation world. He must be at the Hexu realm.

He is three major realms higher than him!

The Taoist asked casually, "Where did you get the skills?"

"I robbed it."

The Crazy Taoist laughed wildly, "Hahaha... I like you more and more. Maybe you can really become the Son of God."

As they went deeper into the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range, waves of cold air penetrated the clothes and irritated the skin. Although Xu Sanyan was not afraid of the cold, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The crazy old Taoist suddenly stopped and said without turning his head, "Wait for me here."

After saying that, he disappeared without a trace without waiting for Xu Sanyan's answer.

Xu Sanyan lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashing, wondering whether he should escape?

His original target was indeed the Tongxin Demon Sect, but at this moment, an accident occurred. He was forcibly dragged into the battle for the Son of God by the crazy Taoist, and there must be many dangers, so he wanted to retreat.

"Ah~~!"

Suddenly, a beast roar came from a distance, and the crazy roar resounded through the mountains. Xu Sanyan heard full of anger and a hint of fear from it.

Fierce fighting sounds followed, and everything returned to calm after a while.