Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

Fang Qingge's vigilance remained undiminished, but there was no strangeness on his face at all, "Haha, it's just a false reputation. I wonder which mountain gate my friend is practicing at?"

Xu Sanyan opened his mouth and revealed a smile, "Chilongshan, Xu Sanyan."

The smile on Fang Qingge's face faded and she stared silently.

Junior Sister Yu asked the woman next to her in a low voice, "Which sect is Chilong Mountain?"

Mo Qianqian said in a clear voice, "It turns out he is a fellow Taoist from the Chixin lineage."

"From the Demon Sect?" Junior Sister Yu was startled and took a few steps back.

The reputation of the Tongxin Demon Sect has become extremely bad. It is rumored that the disciples of the Demon Sect commit all kinds of crimes including burning, killing, looting, raping women, and massacring innocent people.

Of course, this is not all rumors.

Junior Sister Yu is still young and has not yet come into contact with the children of the Demon Sect. She came here just to gain experience. Now when she first meets someone from the Demon Clan, she will inevitably feel a little off-kilter.

The main reason is that subjective thoughts are too deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Xu Sanyan didn't care when he heard this, "Demon gate? What is a demon? Is it a demon if it is different from yours?"

Fang Qingge was afraid that his junior sister would be deceived by his evil words, so she hurriedly defended, "I am afraid that what you said, fellow Taoist Xu, is biased. I believe that there are three thousand great roads in the world, and it is normal for the paths to be different, but in order to seek the road, there should be no distinction between them. Do good and evil, do whatever you want, and you will fall into the devil's path."

"This is a great statement."

Xu Sanyan sneered, "To become an immortal requires tens of thousands of people to step onto a single-plank bridge. There are countless people who practice Taoism in the world. Could it be that everyone can attain the Tao and become an immortal?"

Fang Qingge shook his head, "Of course I can't, but what does this have to do with good and evil?"

"If a child holds gold in a busy city, will someone rob him?"

Fang Qingge pursed her lips, "I guess... there is."

"This is the truth in the world. The strong should be chosen first. Such a truth becomes a devil's way in your eyes. Isn't it ridiculous?"

Fang Qingge shook his head and did not agree, "This is an extreme statement and is not advisable."

Xu Sanyan snorted coldly. The two of them had different paths and it was useless to talk. Even if they continued to argue, no one could convince the other.

They are all in a state of confusion. They have already determined the path they want to take, and they will not change their path just because of other people's words.

Xu Sanyan turned to look at Mo Qianqian and smiled slightly, "I won't disturb everyone's leisure time. I'll take my leave."

Fang Qingge's heart trembled, and he looked sideways at the two junior sisters, and quickly said, "I heard that your sect held the Holy Son Ceremony a few days ago, I wonder if Brother Xu can win one?"

Xu Sanyan threw up his sleeves and left without replying, "Haha... see you in the secret realm."

Fang Qingge looked at his leaving figure with a trace of solemnity in his eyes, "This person should not be underestimated."

"Hmm..." Mo Qianqian agreed.

Fang Qingge suddenly smiled, "Fairy, do you think what I'm saying is reasonable?"

"yes."

Mo Qianqian nodded, "This person's cultivation level is not inferior to that of you and me, and there have always been frequent battles in places like the Demon Sect. If he can stand out, his methods should not be weak."

"Then how about... you and I join forces? Our Sacrificial Source Sect has a total of 210 people this time, including 68 people in the Lost Way Realm and 100 people in the Foundation Establishment Realm. If you and I join forces, even if the Demon Sect We are not afraid if the four meridians unite."

Foundation Establishment and Lost Way Realm will enter the same secret realm. Naturally, the more monks in the Lost Way Realm, the greater the advantage.

Mo Qianqian lowered his eyes and thought, the four sects of the Demon Sect are originally a union of four sects, so they have a large number of people and high-end combat power.

If one were to be picked out alone, even the strongest Tianyi Fumo Temple would not be able to compete with the four veins of the Demon Sect.

Mo Qianqian nodded slowly, "Young Master Fang's words make sense. You and I can join forces, but we must make an agreement in advance. If any treasure is found in the secret realm, whoever gets it first will get it. The other party can't fight over it, okay? ?”

In her opinion, although Fang Qingge is a bit dissolute and likes to show mercy, he has a good heart and is a very decent person. When working with him, you don't have to worry about being stabbed in the back.

Fang Qingge was overjoyed. He knew the truth of the principle of those who are near the water and the tower first, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"That's the way it is."

Mo Qianqian smiled politely, her beautiful eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars, making Fang Qingge stare at him for a moment.

Junior Sister Yu became even angrier when she saw this, but she couldn't say anything because Fang Qingge was talking about serious business. Although she was delicate and arrogant, she was not so ungrateful.

Fang Qingge pulled open the folding fan and took a peek while shaking the fan. He especially wanted to lift Mo Qianqian's veil and take a good look at her beauty.

He felt that Mo Qianqian should be compared with Junior Sister Yu, Junior Sister Zhao, Junior Sister Yu's master, Miss Ling'er, Yiluo Yaonv, the little princess of the Lu family, Luo Qingwei, etc...

All beautiful.

Fang Qingge touched the folding fan in his hand, wondering when he could send it out.

He has given away more than 20 identical fans, and some people have almost forgotten what they look like...

However, even if the appearance is forgotten, the sincerity that belongs to everyone will always remain!

…

Xu Sanyan silently recalled Fang Qingge and Mo Qianqian. These two were very powerful and might become formidable rivals. Especially Fang Qingge, who gave him a feeling no less than that of the little monk Jingyi.

If these two people join forces, even he can only escape in defeat.

"Find someone to check how many people have come from the other four sects and what realm they are in. The more careful you are, the better."

The words paused for a moment, and then he continued, "Let the major families also check it out."

"Yes." Xiangtan nodded and left.

Jingyi, Fang Qingge, the Luo brothers and sisters, and Mo Qianqian, these five people cannot be underestimated.

Xu Sanyan raised his head and stared at the white mist outside the city, silently thinking in his heart, there are Qi Liang and Tu Wanshan...

Qi Liang is the disciple of the sect master, and Tu Wanshan is the son of Venerable He Yu. The two of them must have hidden tricks and have to be on guard.

As for Fang Xiang and Jiang Qinqin...

Xu Sanyan shook his head. Fang Xiang was not afraid. Under the influence of the demon, Fang Xiang didn't even have the courage to attack him.

As for Jiang Qinqin, he was just mediocre. He didn't feel strong, or even weak, so he didn't need to pay too much attention to him for the time being.

There are also disciples from aristocratic families such as Lu Wang from the Lu family and Wei Xunzhi from the Wei family who he hasn't seen yet, so he doesn't know what their strength is.

While wandering around, I glanced around. Many monks set up stalls on the roadside. Most of the things they found were found in the sea of ​​fog, including the corpses of monsters, various elixirs, and even deep-sea monsters.

There was an octopus-like monster corpse in front of them. It was more than a foot long, completely black, with a huge head connected to the body. It had no facial features, not even a mouth, making people curious about how it eats.

There are countless fleshy limbs under the body, of different lengths, all of which have lost their activity and are huddled together limply.

The flesh limbs are covered with small black-gray flesh balls, densely packed one next to another, which is good news for people with trypophobia.

"What is this? What is it used for?" Xu Sanyan asked the stall owner curiously.

The stall owner was a middle-aged monk. Xu Sanyan could tell at a glance that this man was only at the intermediate level of foundation building, and his cultivation level was not high.

The middle-aged stall owner smiled when he saw the business coming, "Young master, I don't know, this beast is called Baijiuyu. Even though it looks ugly, this thing can..."

As he said that, he came closer mysteriously and said, "Strong Yang."

"nice one!"

Xu Sanyan immediately gave a thumbs up to express his approval.

"hey-hey……"

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.