Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

"Mind monkey..."

Xu Sanyan closed his eyes and followed the book's instructions to slowly empty his mind, but there were still chaotic thoughts in his mind, so he captured a thought and visualized it. When all his thoughts were focused on this, the other distracting thoughts disappeared quietly.

Now he only needed to clear this one thought, but it was precisely this thought that was the most difficult to clear, because when this thought disappeared, the other thoughts would come again.

This required the help of "Degrading Mind Monkey Method".

"The mind moves with the will, and the mind goes wherever the mind goes. Empty heart, empty thoughts, empty delusion..."

The foggy and misty things written in the book are more about the understanding of artistic conception. Some truths cannot be expressed in words, and can only be realized by oneself, which is extremely time-consuming.

Xu Sanyan raised his eyelids, revealing a trace of pupils, and a transparent panel appeared in front of him,

[Xu Sanyan]

[Age - 21/468]

[Realm - Lost Dao Realm (Intermediate)]

[Kung Fu - "Taking Dao Qi Source Sutra" (Perfect)]

[Spell - "Lingxu Yufengshu" (Perfect). "Soul Condensation Technique" (completed). "Lu Family Spiritual Refining Technique" (completed). "Purple Mountain Heart Seeding Technique" (completed). "Mind Ape Degradation Technique" (not yet mastered)...]

[Technique - Round Pillar (completed). Three Tigers Subduing Dragon Knife (completed). Horse-Looking Technique (completed)...]

[Qi - 558]

This is still the most enjoyable!

Xu Sanyan closed the book and silently chanted in his heart,

Improvement!

"Qi" passed quickly, and in an instant it changed from 558 points to 118 points, consuming a full 440 points!

"Mind Ape Degradation Technique" also successfully mastered the technique without ever mastering it.

"Hiss..."

Xu Sanyan took a breath of cold air, which was more than what he had spent on practicing "Purple Mountain Heart Seeding Technique".

More than 400 points, only breaking through a small realm!

It is indeed the secret technique of the Yaotian Holy Sect, it is really not simple.

But Xu Sanyan did not feel bad, because "Qi" was now readily available to him, and it was no longer a rare thing.

As the secret technique was introduced, Xu Sanyan felt a sense of clarity in his mind, as if the mountain weighing on his heart had been cut in half, and he felt relaxed all over.

"Great, it's really a good thing!"

The rope that bound his heart was slightly untied, which made Xu Sanyan overjoyed, with a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but admire the mysteriousness of the technique.

The old man seemed to have noticed something, and said in a surprised voice, "You... haven't you got started?"

Xu Sanyan waved his hands modestly, "Hahaha, lucky, lucky."

"This kid is really so terrifying!"

This thought suddenly popped up in the old man's heart.

Even in their era when geniuses emerged, few people could successfully get started with this secret technique. Even if they did, it would take a lot of time. Those with excellent talents might be able to get started in ten years, and as for those with average talents...

He did not recommend practicing it, because it was possible that they would never get started in this lifetime.

Xu Sanyan looked around and turned to go downstairs.

At this time, the old man said in a low voice, "My friend, I have something to ask for."

Xu Sanyan was not surprised to hear this, and looked at the portrait with a smile on his face, "Senior, are you going to take this painting away?"

"Yes, it can be regarded as the last journey with her." The old man's voice was full of regret.

"Senior is still a passionate person, which is admirable." Xu Sanyan smiled and rolled up the portrait and stuffed it into the storage bag, and put it next to the ruler.

The old man did not speak, and his mood was relatively low.

At this time, Xiangtan's exclamation and strong disbelief suddenly came from the ninth floor,

"Ah! She came up?!"

Because of the appearance of the stairs, the ninth and tenth floors are no longer two independent individuals, but now belong to a connected whole. He can hear everything happening downstairs.

As soon as Xu Sanyan turned around, he felt that his body was wrapped in Yin Qi, and his body suddenly froze.

What a strong Yin Qi!

The bone-penetrating Yin cold almost froze him.

The old man hid in the ruler, and seemed to sense something. His voice suddenly became excited, and there was a hint of disbelief, "Is... is it her breath?"

"Yes, it's her! It's her!"

"I must remember it right, she is still alive?!"

Xu Sanyan gritted his teeth, not knowing what the old man was talking about, but a red figure appeared in the corner of his eyes. The tall body squeezed through the narrow stairs, and the white neck was exposed under the red veil.

The old man paused, "How did she... become like this?"

"Save me...!" Xu Sanyan squeezed out two words from his teeth with difficulty.

The old man was unaware, staring at the figure in the ruler, whispering,

"Qian'er, why did you become like this..."

"Grand Elder! It must be him!"

The old man suddenly shouted, with endless anger in his voice.

The red-clothed female ghost brushed past Xu Sanyan's side, suddenly stopped, reached out to take his storage bag, and took out something from it,

which was the scroll he had just put in.

But she only took the scroll away, and had no reaction to the ruler that was close at hand and contained the old man's soul.

Xu Sanyan didn't dare to look at her directly. From Xiangtan's exclamation just now, it can be guessed that this female ghost is probably the "unable to look directly" thing.

After taking the scroll, the red-clothed female ghost casually threw the storage bag on the ground, and returned to the original path with a floating figure, walking outside the drum tower.

It was not until she disappeared completely that Xu Sanyan felt alive again, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. The feeling of wandering between life and death suffocated him.

What kind of cultivation is this?

What kind of strength?

Can bring him such a desperate sense of oppression?

"Qian'er... why don't you look at me? Do you still hate me? Even the portrait you gave me is going to be taken away?" The old man was full of disappointment, with a strong regret in his tone.

Xu Sanyan was not interested in their bloody love story at all, but he also heard that the relationship between the two did not seem as beautiful as the old man showed.

"Senior, are you okay?" Xu Sanyan spoke while circulating his magic power, and his clothes became dry again.

"Alas..."

The old man was lost, as if he had lost all his energy, "Let's go, let's go..."

Xu Sanyan went down to the ninth floor and saw Xiangtan squatting on the ground, holding his head tightly with his hands, and his body was still trembling slightly.

"Let's go." Xu Sanyan said.

Xiangtan got up, his face turned pale because of shock.

The two walked out of the drum tower one after the other, and Xu Sanyan looked at the dark sky with an indifferent expression.

It's been two days, why haven't the group of people under his command come yet?

And what about Qin Manyang?

At this time, the mother stone in his arms was emitting warmth. Xu Sanyan took it out and glanced at it.

"Son of God, are you still alive?"

Xu Sanyan pulled the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, you're not dead yet."

"I'll be back soon!"

Qin Manyang was hiding in a house far away at this moment. After receiving the news, he stood up and ran towards the Drum Tower.