Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

As soon as the two stepped onto the stairs,

"Shua!"

A black light flashed past like lightning, piercing directly into the body of an elder from behind. The black light penetrated his body, revealing a sharp blade on his chest, with traces of blood flowing.

Looking at the other end of the halberd, it was held in Xu Sanyan's hand. With a slight twist, the elder's body was broken into two pieces, and his internal organs and scarlet blood flowed all over the ground.

Another elder was shocked and turned his head sharply and exclaimed, "Holy Son, you...ah!"

He suddenly covered his head and cried out in pain. In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of silver needles pierced his brain, and the pain made him unable to hold himself.

It was "Lu Family Refining Spiritual Strength"

The halberd flashed past in an instant, and the cry stopped. The huge head fell to the ground, still attached to two arms.

Xu Sanyan killed two people in a row, his expression did not change at all, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling, but with the corpse under his feet and the halberd in his hand, it looked a bit scary.

The old man in the ruler said nothing and did not express anything about it.

Xiangtan immediately knelt down and said loudly, "Brother, I will definitely not tell you. I didn't see anything. Please spare my life for the sake of sleeping with you."

Xu Sanyan walked slowly to Xiangtan, bent down to help her up, and said softly, "What are you talking about? How could I kill you?"

A rune emerged from the void and quickly imprinted on Xiangtan's brow, so it was foolproof.

The old man was really concerned about something important, and he couldn't afford to be careless.

With him, Xu Sanyan had the instructions for using the secret realm, which was very convenient.

Stepping onto the tenth floor, this room was very small, less than two feet long and wide, but the layout was very elegant. There was a wooden box on the wooden table in the middle, and a portrait of a woman was hung on the brown wall.

Xu Sanyan glanced at it. The woman in the painting was extremely beautiful and lifelike. Her beautiful eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, looking at him from a distance, a slender jade finger gently wrapped around her hair, and a smile hung at the corner of her mouth.

The old man looked at the portrait in silence, as if recalling the past.

After a while, he sighed softly, with a relieved tone, "The wooden box contains the secret technique of the Yaotian Holy Sect, "The Method of Degrading the Mind Monkey", which I put in it myself."

Xu Sanyan waved his hand casually, and a magical power opened the wooden box, revealing the book inside.

"The Method of Degrading the Mind Monkey"

"This name is so strange, I wonder what it is used for?" Xu Sanyan took out the technique and flipped through it while listening to the old man's explanation.

"The so-called mind monkey is the thoughts wandering in people's minds, and thoughts are like monkeys that reside in the brain. They are uncontrollable and cannot be driven away."

"The longer the time, the monkey will develop various consciousnesses. This is the disturbance of the inner demon and the source of its own contradictions."

Xu Sanyan nodded thoughtfully, "It turns out that the inner demon can be understood in this way."

The old man said, "If there are distracting thoughts in the mind, it will breed the inner demon, and the inner demon is a stumbling block on the road to seeking. This secret method is to teach you to appease and even drive away the monkey in your brain."

"If you practice this method, you will no longer be troubled by the inner world, and your path will be smoother. Maybe you will have the opportunity to break through to the perfection of the maze in one fell swoop and look forward to the realm of soul refining."

Xu Sanyan bowed slightly, "Thank you for your teachings, senior."

"Haha, you are willing to take me out, isn't it for these?"

The old man had already seen through Xu Sanyan's little thoughts, but he didn't refuse. This was originally a deal. He took him out to see the world 30,000 years later, and he provided some help to the best of his ability.

Xu Sanyan smiled lightly. There was nothing to be embarrassed about. He had always been a fool who would not do anything without some benefits.

The room became quiet, leaving only the sound of flipping through books.

At this moment, it was already dark outside.

The eldest sister Zuo Qiushu led the six people behind her to carefully avoid the corpse monster. Zuo Qiuyi walked at the end with a pout, as if she was still angry with the eldest sister.

The third sister Zuo Qiuhui had no choice but to slow down and come to the side of the seventh sister, whispering to comfort her,

"Little sister, the eldest sister did this for your own good. Not to mention that you have only known that boy for two days, you don't know his character yet, and his identity as a disciple of the Demon Sect is not worth making friends with."

Zuo Qiuyi turned her head away and said breathlessly, "Third sister, you don't understand him at all!"

"I don't understand, do you understand? What can you see from two days of getting along?" Zuo Qiuhui was also a little angry. How could this not make sense?

"He is different. He is willing to fight for me with others, and... and..."

"And what?"

"And he has a good heart."

Zuo Qiuyi remembered that Lin Fan could have killed the two people in the drum tower, but he still spared their lives. Doesn't this prove that he is kind-hearted?

"Do you want to hear what you are saying?"

Zuo Qiuhui rolled her eyes, "He is a disciple of the Demon Sect, you say he has a good heart?"

Zuo Qiuyi stiffened her neck and argued, "He is good, and the disciples of the Demon Sect are not necessarily bad people. You can't just believe the rumors. Lin Fan said that their sons are good people, respect their teachers, care for their juniors, and never kill people."

Zuo Qiuhui, "?"

If she hadn't seen Xu Sanyan harm Zuo Qiushen without hesitation, she would have believed it.

"Do you know how Zuo Qiushen from Uncle Seventeen died?"

"Zuo Qiushen died?"

"Yes, he was killed by Xu Sanyan, the one you said "never did anything bad."

"How is this possible?" Zuo Qiuyi's eyes widened.

"The Demon Sect, why is it called the Demon Sect? It's because they specialize in doing things that are harmful to the world." Seeing that she had listened to some of it, Zuo Qiuhui quickly began to instill correct values.

Although Zuo Qiuyi still pursed his lips, he was not as resistant as he was at the beginning.

Zuo Qiu Shu, who was walking in the front, breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Zuo Qiu Yi would sneak out again when she wasn't paying attention.

Zuo Qiuzhen, the sixth sister, looked at the eldest sister in front of her and subconsciously studied her every move.

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At the same time, Qin Manyang was bored and hiding in a corner of the attic, quietly watching the corpse demon passing by in the distance from time to time.

"Why haven't you come out yet? Are you going to die in there?" Qin Manyang muttered in a low voice.

Suddenly, a figure vaguely appeared in the distance. The red cheongsam was very conspicuous in the darkness.

Qin Manyang glanced over and trembled, suddenly remembering what Xu Sanyan had warned them before,

"Don't look at it"

So she quickly glanced away, only watching with her peripheral vision, she saw the figure getting closer and closer, and finally slowly came outside the attic where she was hiding...

Qin Manyang's heart was in her throat, and she clenched her fingers subconsciously. The frightening cold air penetrated her body, and the strong Yin energy almost overwhelmed her.

What is this!

Qin Manyang screamed in her heart. She was so accomplished in the Taoist Realm that she couldn't even think of a single thought of resistance.

Just like in the food chain, the upper ones suppress the instinct of the lower ones. A quail is stared at by a tiger, and it can only curl its head and bury it in its arms in vain, praying that the tiger is not hungry.

She could no longer feel the passage of time at all. After an unknown period of time, the Yin Qi gradually faded away, and Qin Manyang's stiff body regained a sense of consciousness.

As the female ghost with the red cap on her head walked away, she dared to raise her eyelids carefully and watched it float into the drum tower...

"My mother..."

Until the red figure disappeared completely, Qin Manyang finally let out a long sigh of relief. This thing was too terrifying, and the oppression it gave her even exceeded that of the palace master!

"Holy Son, I'm sorry. I have to run away first. This ghost is too scary. You should be happy for yourself."

Qin Manyang moved her stiff hands and feet. She didn't dare to wait here any longer. If she encountered that thing again, she might not have the same good luck as this time.