Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

"Have you heard of me?"

Xu Sanyan was a little curious. He didn't expect his reputation to spread so quickly. In just a short period of time, even the Zuoqiu clan, which was thousands of miles away, knew about it.

Zuoqiu Hui nodded silently. Zuoqiu Xin beside him didn't understand why the third sister suddenly made such an expression. Even if it was the son of the Demon Sect, they were the world-famous Seven Heroes of Huaihu!

Besides, it was two against one, and the advantage was on me!

Xu Sanyan didn't know what they were thinking, but was a little curious about her reputation, "How do people outside evaluate me? Can you tell me?"

Zuoqiu Hui couldn't figure out this person's temper, but she also knew to say something nice, so after a little thought, she said, "Outsiders say that the son of the saint is superb and talented, and is a genius who is not inferior to Fang Qingge and Jingyi."

Xu Sanyan recalled the two people in his mind and nodded silently. These two people were indeed good, and he was indeed not sure that he could win the battle.

Zuoqiu Xin was confused. Why did the third sister start to flatter him while talking?

"Sister, if we join forces, we may not be afraid..."

"Shut up, fourth sister!"

Zuo Qiuhui hurriedly stopped her sister's suicidal behavior, and bowed to Xu Sanyan with apology, "My sister is outspoken, please don't blame me, Saint."

She didn't think that the two of them could compete with Xu Sanyan together. In her opinion, this person's strength was at least equal to that of the Luo family brothers and sisters. Even if the seven heroes of Huaihu attacked together, the odds of winning or losing were about half, not to mention that there were only two of them now.

Xu Sanyan waved his hand generously. He has always been more tolerant of beautiful women, especially beautiful and smart women like Zuo Qiuhui.

Of course, the premise is that it does not harm his own interests.

"It doesn't matter. In fact, what your sister said makes sense. If you two join forces, you may have a chance to kill me, the devil, and support the righteousness of the world."

Xu Sanyan didn't care that people defined him as a devil. In his opinion, the so-called righteousness and devil were all false, and only strength was real.

Zuo Qiuhui's heart tightened, and she said with a stiff smile, "Holy Son, you are joking. My sisters came here only to gain some experience and have no intention of being enemies with the Holy Son."

"Hehe..."

Xu Sanyan laughed softly, ignored the two, and took out the mother stone to understand the situation of his men.

Except for a few people who did not reply to him, all the others have found a place to hide, and there should be no problem to spend the night safely.

Among the few people who did not reply to him, there was Xiangtan.

At this moment, in the south of the city, under the huge crabapple tree,

a shadow wandered aimlessly, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a woman, wearing a beautiful red veil and a slim red cheongsam. The fluttering skirt revealed her slender legs, and her graceful figure was very imaginative.

It was just that her body was a bit big, more than ten feet tall, and could be called the "eight-foot lady" in the world of immortal cultivation.

On the third floor attic not far away, Xiangtan was lying on the ground, covering her mouth tightly, staring at the crabapple tree without blinking, glancing at the female ghost with her peripheral vision, and her body trembling uncontrollably.

Half an hour ago, there was another person beside Xiangtan, who was also an inner disciple of Chilong Mountain, named Yang An, who had completed the foundation building.

Xu Sanyan had sent a message before, asking everyone to gather under the crabapple tree. Yang An was not far from here, so he arrived first and waited here with Xiangtan.

As the night deepened, a gust of cold wind happened to blow by, and the figure of the female ghost suddenly appeared. Yang An's eyes met with the female ghost, and his body stiffened immediately, and he walked towards the female ghost uncontrollably.

Xiangtan watched Yang An being hugged by the female ghost, gradually turning into a mummy, without any ability to resist.

"You can't look at her!"

Xiangtan was uneasy in her heart, but she didn't dare to get up and escape. She could only observe the movements of the female ghost with her peripheral vision.

She didn't dare to look at her, nor did she dare to completely get out of sight.

When she was still a mortal, she was particularly afraid of spiders. Once, a fist-sized spider crawled into the house, scaring her half to death. She hurriedly looked for something to crush it to death. When she turned around and picked up a stick, she found...

The spider was gone!

In the blink of an eye, she found that the spider was lying on her trouser leg, and its disgusting compound eyes were staring at her...

Since then, she has had this problem. The more afraid she is, the more she wants to see it. It's okay if it's in sight, but once it's out of sight, no one knows where it will appear in the next second.

She was afraid that in the blink of an eye, the female ghost would float above her head and look at her faintly...

"What should I do, what should I do!"

Xiangtan's forehead was covered with cold sweat. She felt that the female ghost had discovered her. From time to time, she would suddenly stop and face her directly. Even through the red veil, she could feel "it" staring at her!

The child stone in her hand exuded warmth. She knew that this was a message from Xu Sanyan, but she didn't dare to look.

Xu Sanyan frowned slightly while holding the mother stone. Is Xiangtan dead?

The message fell on deaf ears, and no response was received. It could also be that she was in danger and had no time to respond.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the street corner. Xu Sanyan looked up and saw a figure being chased by a corpse demon and fleeing in panic. Behind him, a giant beast similar to an ape was chasing him on all fours, smashing all the obstacles along the way.

Zuo Qiuhui stared at the fleeing figure, her beautiful eyes wide open, and said with a little surprise in her tone, "Huan Xi'er?"

Xu Sanyan looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer. The flashy red robe was torn to pieces, and turned into pieces of rags hanging on his body. He had two high-hanging bangs on his head and a big gold ring on his left ear, which looked weird.

"The one who went to Yinshan?"

Xu Sanyan remembered that this person was also very famous. He and Mo Qianqian were listed as the two heroes of Shangyin Mountain, and their strength was not inferior to Qi Liang and others.

"Well, he is the adopted son of the Taoist priest who feeds dragons in Shangyin Mountain." Zuo Qiuhui explained the origin of this person.

The Taoist priest who feeds dragons in Shangyin Mountain has the same status as the Taoist priest who is crazy, and his cultivation is also in the realm of harmony.

"Stupid thing, why are you chasing me so hard? Do you want to eat shit?"

Huan Xier roared, took off his shoes and threw them at the corpse demon, and jumped into the attic on the other side.

The corpse demon chased after him, and his huge body directly knocked down the attic, disappearing without a trace with billowing gray smoke.

Xu Sanyan pulled the corner of his mouth, "Is he not very smart?"

"Well... a little bit, it is said that this person is nominally the adopted son of Taoist Shilong, but in fact..."

Zuo Qiuhui looked at him and raised his eyes slightly, "He is the child born by Taoist Shilong and his own sister, close relatives... you know."

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows, "So exciting?"

Zuo Qiuhui pouted and shrugged his nose, "That's right, I heard that Taoist Shilong not only had an affair with his sister, but even with some elders in the family... there are some rumors."

"Tell me more."

Xu Sanyan smiled, he was very interested in these gossips.

"The second aunt of Taoist Shilong was also the saint of Shangyin Mountain in the previous generation. She was beautiful and no worse than Mo Qianqian, but because she fell in love with Taoist Shilong, she voluntarily gave up the position of saint. This matter was a sensation at the time. Hasn't the saint heard of it?"

Xu Sanyan shook his head and asked curiously, "The mother of Taoist Shilong...?"