Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

The sky was completely dark.

The two of them had eaten and drunk their fill, and it was time for the first day of the day again.

Because the wall blocked the moonlight, the house was even darker. The three-headed dog lay in a corner of the house, and seemed to have guessed what they were going to do, and quietly got up and walked out the door.

The atmosphere in the house gradually became ambiguous, and Xun Ancai's rosy cheeks were even more attractive in the dark night.

Xu Sanyan sighed in his heart, and to be honest, he wanted to take a break.

Some things will become boring if you do them too much.

But looking at Xun Ancai's expectant eyes, he still couldn't bear to pour cold water on her.

As everyone knows, he has always been a person who is not good at rejecting others.

"Come on..."

Xu Sanyan lay on the bed and slowly closed his eyes. Xun Ancai pulled casually, and the animal skin clothes fell off, and the wheat-colored skin exuded a strange charm.

The three-headed dog lay outside the house, with six ears drooping listlessly, and the dog's face showed a lack of interest.

After a while, a low and suppressed sound of joy rang out in the house...

After the moon disappeared into the dark clouds, humans and animals got along.

The hurried guest from the sky, pay attention and show no mercy.

...

The next morning,

the two packed up, Xun Ancai carried a long knife on his waist, and walked down the mountain with a three-headed dog beside him, while Xu Sanyan walked up the mountain.

One went out hunting, and the other went up the mountain to pray.

When he walked up the mountain, the old patriarch was already waiting for him outside the cave. This time, the middle-aged woman was not accompanying him, and only the seven-headed dog was still with him.

"Let's go." The old patriarch took him to the back mountain.

The two were silent all the way. When they reached the foot of Yinghun Mountain, the old patriarch suddenly spoke, "Ancai is a good woman. During the days you were away, she came to ask me where you were every day."

"Well, she is really good." Xu Sanyan nodded. It was easy to be with Xun Ancai, and there was no need for so many calculations.

He also knew what the old patriarch meant. He was destined to be just a passer-by to Xun Ancai. He could be ruthless, but Xun Ancai couldn't. She was too serious.

The old patriarch shook his head and said nothing more.

She didn't understand much about feelings, and she didn't have time to understand them. When the burden of survival was on her shoulders, personal feelings seemed so insignificant.

Survival, in most cases, is more important than feelings.

She was the patriarch of the tribe, influencing the direction of the entire tribe. She never put personal feelings above the tribe, so she never got married and had no offspring.

And the middle-aged woman she chose last time was the next patriarch,

and she didn't get married either.

The two came to Yinghun Mountain again, and the old patriarch repeated the steps of the last time,

took out the earth vein stone, knelt on the ground, and prayed. The earth vein stone flowed with light, which was absorbed by the stone statue, and then fell on Xu Sanyan following the guidance of the old patriarch.

Bathed in the light, Xu Sanyan did not feel the slightest warmth, but instead let out a heart-wrenching scream that resounded through the mountains.

The pain from this prayer was not less than the last time, and was even more violent.

The light penetrated into every inch of his skin, wilfully destroying his body, and instantly repairing it, making him suffer from the torture comparable to lingchi.

The old patriarch knelt devoutly in front of the stone statue of the dog god, reciting something in a low voice.

Xu Sanyan had no intention of paying attention to her. He thought about all the bad things he had done in his life. This torture might be God's punishment for him.

It was not until the light faded that Xu Sanyan recalled ascending the throne to become the emperor.

He had done too many bad things in his life, and he could not finish thinking about them all at once. Just when he was a horse bandit in the northwest at the beginning, he had done a lot of evil things.

The old patriarch picked up his clothes and dragged him down the mountain.

Xu Sanyan was soaked in sweat, and drops of sweat dripped down his pale cheeks to the ground. He looked like he was beaten to death.

"Take good care of your injuries. You'll be ready to fight next time you come." The old patriarch instructed.

Xu Sanyan squeezed out a word with a hoarse throat, "Hmm..."

The old patriarch took him back to the cave, laid him flat on the bed, thought for a while, and then began to reach out to undress him.

Xu Sanyan's pupils suddenly widened, and he felt infinite horror in his heart. Although he was not picky about food, the old lady was really not good!

"Woo woo..."

Xu Sanyan's face was full of struggle. He tried to move his body but couldn't move even a finger.

The old patriarch undressed lightly. Xu Sanyan was not wearing anything under his coat. He was lying naked on the bed.

His heart was bleeding, and a thought came to his mind.

Has his retribution finally come?

The old patriarch glanced at his crotch with a turbid look, and his expression did not change at all. The calm look seemed to tell Xu Sanyan that she had seen many birds like this.

"Don't move, I'll apply medicine to you."

The old patriarch also grabbed a handful of green paste mixed with something unknown in the jar behind him, and began to rub it on his body, smearing all over his body without dead corners.

Xu Sanyan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Fortunately, she was overthinking.

He said that the old patriarch was a respected person at first glance, and he would not do anything to him.

Huh... I scared myself.

While applying the medicine, the old patriarch said, "Don't worry, this thing works very well. If nothing goes wrong, you can get out of bed and walk tomorrow."

"Well..." Xu Sanyan responded.

After applying the herbs, the old patriarch turned around and went to work again. She seemed to be busy all the time, and there was always something to do.

The seven dogs looked at Xu Sanyan with disdain, as if they had seen through his thoughts just now, and more than a dozen eyes were full of disdain.

Xu Sanyan closed his eyes in embarrassment. He was actually looked down upon by the dogs.

The old patriarch suddenly said, "An Cai and the others will not be back for a few days. You can stay here tonight and leave when you can get out of bed tomorrow."

"Well..."

Xu Sanyan felt relieved and felt the burning sensation all over his body. The herbs seemed to help him recover.

He had nothing to do, so he opened his eyes and scanned the cave. The cave was not big, square, and full of things.

There were many dried herbs and shriveled animal organs hanging on the wall, and long tables were placed under the walls on both sides, with various jars on them.

The herbs were very effective, but he was able to move a little after a while, so he turned his head to look at the head of the bed and found a pile of books there.

The surface of the books had turned yellow, and it looked like they were very old, but they were well preserved and the surface was very clean. The old patriarch should cherish them very much.

From his angle, he could barely see a few large characters written on the cover of the top book.

The handwriting was slightly different from the outside, but it was roughly the same and did not affect recognition.

Xu Sanyan silently said in his heart, "The Record of Thousand Years of Cultivation"

There were four characters written at the bottom of the signature,

"Yunshan Taoist"

The title of the book looked a bit like a record of the life of a cultivator.

A diary for immortal cultivation?

Xu Sanyan curled his lips. Who would write a diary?

Despicable!

He felt that his arm could move a little, so he stretched his arm to reach the book. He wanted to see what that despicable person wrote.