Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

West of the city,

Xu Sanyan narrowed his eyes and looked at the huge attic outside the city.

The buildings in Moyang City appeared again, this is already the third one.

"The integration of the two secret realms is getting faster and faster..."

Xu Sanyan gently rubbed his eyebrows.

Suddenly, the mother stone in my arms felt hot. I took it out to check, and Xiangtan sent another message,

"Brother, I heard someone talking"

Xu Sanyan frowned, is she sick?

Are you still selling your shit at this time?

"explain"

After a while, Xiangtan sent a message, "I heard someone saying... that they want to activate the formation."

Formation?

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows, "Is there any formation pattern in the room you are in?"

"Yes, but I don't recognize what formation it is,"

"Wait a minute, the formation is on!"

Xu Sanyan asked, "What's the change?"

No reply for a long time.

After a long time, a piece of news came,

"Senior brother, the woman's figure...has disappeared."

…

At the same time, in the main hall outside the city,

Huan Xi'er was standing in a spacious circular stone room. Countless spiritual stones were inlaid on the surrounding walls, but they had basically lost their spiritual energy and would turn into powder at the slightest touch.

Looking at the ground again, there are large and complex lines carved on it. The curved and extending lines converge towards the center and converge on a simple stone platform.

The stone platform gradually rises in the shape of a pyramid, with a large flag at the top.

"Fortunately...the formation is still there."

The old man in the sword breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw the main hall destroyed before, his heart suddenly went cold. Fortunately, the formation was not damaged.

Lin Fan took the spirit stones and pressed them on the wall one by one according to the old man's instructions. Of course, he didn't have that many spirit stones, and most of them belonged to Huanxi'er.

At this moment, Huanxi'er stood on the high platform with a long sword in his hand. Even though he had made up his mind, he was still uneasy and muttered:

"Senior must succeed..."

The old man ignored him. Lin Fan finished installing the spirit stone and retreated to the entrance to wait quietly.

The old man said, "Hold the big flag."

Huanxi'er took a deep breath and suddenly reached out to grab the flagpole.

In an instant, the spiritual energy in his body surged out like a flood, and was absorbed in just a moment. Huanxi'er's face turned pale, but he still held on to the big flag and did not let go.

Nearly ten thousand spiritual stones on the wall lost their luster in an instant, and countless surging mana followed the lines on the ground towards the stone platform and poured into the banner.

The formations carved on the ground emitted a dazzling white light, which stung Lin Fan so much that he could hardly open his eyes.

The old man in the sword tried hard to calm down his inner nervousness. It was also the first time for him to do such a thing. He was not sure at all. He said he had 70% chance before, which was just to deceive the two of them.

He has no choice. If he doesn't think of a way, it will disappear completely within three years. In order to survive, he can only take a gamble.

The old man comforted himself silently, "Chi Wangshu, don't be afraid, you are a saint!"

Chi Wangshu is the old man's own name.

At this moment, inside the stone platform, Xiangtan covered her mouth tightly, watching the figure of the woman next to her become more illusory. The circle of soul crystals placed next to the woman emitted a warm white light.

When looking at the top of the head, complex lines light up, making the small space look like daylight. Countless lights are pouring towards the top of the head, and one does not know what is being done above.

Xiangtan tremblingly took out the stone and sent a message to Xu Sanyan,

"Senior brother, the woman's shadow...has disappeared."

…

The old man in the sword saw the right moment and turned into a plume of black smoke and penetrated into the banner.

Huanxi'er's face turned red and white, and his mind was in chaos. Many memories that did not belong to him came flooding back.

After a while, he saw himself turning into a young man, climbing up the rugged mountain road. There was a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, and the loud roar of cranes could be heard from time to time.

After a while, he saw himself becoming a middle-aged man again, holding a book and reading it slowly. A woman beside him was chattering about daily life, which child got into trouble again, which child made a breakthrough in cultivation...

The picture shattered and then reorganized again. This time he became an old Taoist, standing alone in front of the cave, looking at the dark clouds above his head, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

The sky was full of dark clouds covering the earth, and no light could shine through. People who were so frightened by the pressure of the sky could hardly breathe.

Lightning flashed from time to time in the black clouds, and Huanxi'er was filled with fear just by looking at them, not to mention that the old man had to face the black clouds head-on.

The moment the lightning flashed, the picture shattered.

This time, he turned into a... girl?

Huan Xi'er looked at the bronze mirror in front of her and slowly widened her eyes. The girl in the picture was very beautiful. She was wearing a big red flower coat and trying her best to put on a serious expression. She was so cute.

The screen continues to flash...

Huanxi'er was confused and didn't know the year. He only remembered that he saw one picture after another, including pictures of old men, girls, and some of himself.

The three pictures are intertwined, and the viewer is so dizzy that he can hardly tell which one is him.

"ah……!!"

Huanxi'er suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, the big flag in his hand emitting blazing light, making the light in the stone room even more dazzling.

Lin Fan squinted his eyes and tried his best to see clearly, but all he could see was dazzling white light.

Huanxi'er was in unbearable pain. The chaotic thoughts almost overwhelmed his brain. It was difficult for him to distinguish who he was.

"My name is... Chi Wangshu?"

"...It's still Zuo Qiuzhen."

Huanxi'er unknowingly let go of the flag in his hand, squatted down in pain, covered his head and whined in a low voice. His name seemed to be Chi Wangshu, or Zuo Qiuzhen.

Can……

He always felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, a figure flashed through his mind. It was a woman in palace dress, with her hair tied up behind her head, looking dignified and elegant.

The woman's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a kind smile, and she stroked Huan Xier's head from a distance. Her soft voice soothed his inner restlessness.

"Your name is Huan Xier, you are my child..."

"Yes, my name is Huan Xier!"

"I am not Chi Wangshu, nor Zuo Qiuzhen, my name is--"

"Huan Xier!"

Huan Xier suddenly opened her eyes, with a gleam of light in her pupils, and her sharp sight pierced the air, quietly staring at Lin Fan.

The light of the big flag gradually converged, and the array pattern on the ground had long been restored to its original state. Only the spirit stone on the wall still had an empty shell, proving what had just happened.

"Brother Huan, congratulations."

Lin Fan had a smile on his lips, and the joy from the heart was exposed on his face.

He saw that Huan Xier was still Huan Xier!

"Hahahaha... Lin Fan!"

Huan Xier laughed wildly. Although various images still flashed through his mind from time to time, it could not affect him.

Moreover, the muddled feeling of the past was gone forever. The clear thoughts at this moment made him ecstatic. He was finally not a fool anymore!

But now he has three souls in one. Huan Xier used to have one less spirit, but now he has one more.

"Lin Fan??"

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from under the high platform.