Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

The old patriarch noticed his movements, but ignored him and continued to fiddle with the herbs in his hands.

The seven-headed dog glanced at him, lowered his head and closed his eyes to take a nap.

Xu Sanyan finally touched the book with all his strength and pulled it over. This small action consumed all his physical strength, and his breathing became a little faster.

After calming down his chest, he opened the book. The first page contained the author's life story.

"I am a Taoist from Yunshan. I like to travel all my life, just like a mayfly observing the world. I wrote this book in my later years for the younger generation to read."

Xu Sanyan continued to read.

"This book is divided into three chapters. However, due to the limited space, I can only choose the best ones."

"The first one is the Record of Observations, which records a corner of my life. The marshes of the south sky and the abyss of the extreme north are all created by nature. I sigh at the sight."

"The second one is the Record of Alchemy, which records one ten-thousandth of what I have learned in my life in the field of elixir. The younger generation can benefit from it and lay a solid foundation for the field of elixir."

Seeing this, Xu Sanyan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. You are really a toad yawning, and you are so arrogant.

He had never heard of the South Sky Swamp and the North Abyss. He suspected that the book was made up by the author and was full of bragging.

He patiently continued to read down,

"Third, the Beauty Record..."

Xu Sanyan was stunned, and instantly became energetic. Who said that he was arrogant just now?

He also slandered him as a lowly person. Next time, he must not make such a hasty judgment without knowing the whole story.

Based on these few words, he concluded that this person must be an elegant person,

just like him.

Xu Sanyan read it carefully with an attitude of respect and learning,

"Third, the record of beauties. There are countless beauties in the world, and I wish I could collect them all. The beauty of Zhongzhou lies in its dignified appearance, the beauty of the wilderness lies in its fiery and hot, the beauty of the South lies in its exquisite figure, and the beauty of the North Pole lies in its cold exterior and warm interior..."

Cold exterior and warm interior...

Xu Sanyan silently guessed whether the cold exterior and warm interior described in the book was the same as what he understood...

Is it the cold exterior and warm interior in character, or...

Real feelings?

Xu Sanyan licked his lips lightly, and then looked down,

"The world is so big, there are so many beauties, and the book is endless. I have traveled the world for thousands of years and tasted all kinds of flavors. Among them, some are the most unforgettable. If the younger generation is interested in imitating, you can follow the map and find it. The route is left at the end."

Xu Sanyan stood in awe. This is a real senior!

After eating the meat, he did not forget to leave some soup for the younger generation. What a lofty state of mind.

He deeply regretted his previous slanderous words.

He flipped through the pages a little bit with apology. First, there were wonders and beautiful scenery from all over the world, and there were also illustrations. The painting skills of the Taoist Yunshan were unparalleled. With just a few strokes, the scenery jumped onto the paper, making people feel the shock that came to their faces.

It was like the water of the Milky Way rushing down, rushing with vastness. The bottomless abyss of the ground seemed to lead directly to the Nine Nether Hell, and all kinds of scenes were shocking.

There was an introduction below, and the Taoist Yunshan's description of various places was extremely detailed.

Xu Sanyan was immersed in it unconsciously, and he didn't even notice that the old patriarch stood beside him.

"Is there really such a scene in the outside world?" The moment the old patriarch spoke, he pulled him out of his thoughts.

Xu Sanyan shook his head and said, "I don't know, I haven't seen it either, maybe there is..."

If the Taoist Yunshan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I'm afraid it would be difficult to describe it so carefully.

The old patriarch nodded and turned to continue fiddling with the pile of herbs.

Xu Sanyan continued to flip through the pages. After seeing all the scenes, he came to the chapter on herbal medicine and alchemy. He had no interest in these contents and chose to skip them directly.

Record of beauties!

When he opened the first page, his eyes immediately stopped on the painting and he was reluctant to move away.

The woman in the painting looked up at the moon. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the woman's slender neck, which was as crystal as jade. A finger lightly touched her round chin. She was dignified and revealed a bit of playfulness and cuteness, which was really fascinating.

This painting was just the side face of the woman. Although the whole face was not seen, it could be seen from just a side face portrait that the woman's beauty was no less than Mo Qianqian's.

It can only be said that each has its own merits.

Below was the description of Taoist Yunshan. This woman was a disciple of a sect in Zhongzhou. She was famous for her beauty and her admirers were countless.

In the end, she was taken into the room by a generation of genius. Taoist Yunshan was unable to get close to her. The words between the lines revealed deep regret.

The second page shows a petite girl from the South. She is sitting by the stream with her trouser legs rolled up, playing with water. Drops of water splashing and soaking her clothes, but the girl is smiling very happily.

Women from the South are petite. Adult women are often less than five feet tall and very delicate.

Her slim waist, her cute temperament, her arms like short lotus roots, her round and playful feet are all pitiful.

If she is held in her arms, she would not even be willing to use force, but just want to take good care of her.

Xu Sanyan closed the book silently, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this Taoist from Yunshan was really playing around.

He glanced at the old patriarch and tentatively said, "Patriarch..."

"I'll give it to you." The old patriarch said without turning his head.

She has been reading this book for more than two hundred years, and the content has long been integrated into her body, so there is no point in keeping it.

"Thank you."

Xu Sanyan put the book away carefully. He decided that he must try to follow the footsteps of his predecessors when he has time, and go to see the magnificent scenery that is a gift from heaven and earth.

By the way...

also take a look at the exotic customs.

Xu Sanyan lay quietly on the bed, the candles in the cave were changed again and again, and the night passed quickly.

The old patriarch did not rest all night, and kept fiddling with her "treasures". Xu Sanyan also did not sleep all night, and took out the book from time to time to read.

At the end of the book was a map with many places marked on it, but Xu Sanyan had never heard of it.

Maybe it was too long ago, so that the mountains and rivers changed, the lakes and seas changed, and many places changed their names and locations.

Even the places mentioned in the book, such as the South Country, the North Pole, and the Wilderness, are still a question.

It is also unknown which era this Taoist Yunshan was from, was it the Yaotian Shengzong era?

Or before?

Or in the 20,000 years that disappeared?

Taoist Yunshan did not say, and Xu Sanyan could not investigate.

"Woof~"

The seven-headed dog barked, and the old patriarch put down the things in his hands, stood up and pounded his waist, took the bacon from the wall, and then started to make a fire and roast meat.

The barking of the seven-headed dog seemed to be reminding the old patriarch that it was time to eat.

Xu Sanyan turned his head and looked outside the cave. A faint light shone through the cave entrance. It was already dawn outside.

He tried to get up. Although he was still a little weak, he was basically fine and could walk normally.

The old patriarch turned around and took a pottery jar from the table and handed it to him, "Apply it all over your body before going to bed every day. It will be fine after two days."

"Thank you, patriarch." Xu Sanyan took it.