Demonic World: I Pay to Win in Cultivation

"Hong Sihai is dead, but you have mastered the buried blade technique."

Lao Ba's voice was hoarse, but it sounded like thunder in Du Kang's ears. The muscles in both arms tensed up instantly, and the sharp claws were about to pop out subconsciously.

The swordsmen of the Blood Clothes Club sign a contract of selling their lives, once they join the club, this life is no longer their own.

Be a swordsman when you are young, and do some chores when you are old. If you have to work for the blood clothes, you will die all your life.

Hong Sihai is the employer this time. The employer is dead, but the knife hand has become the spell prepared by the employer for him. If Du Kang is the old eighth, he will suspect that he killed his employer for profit.

This will damage the reputation of the Blood Clothes Society, no one will look for a swordsman with a bad reputation to do business!

The rain made a rustling sound on the bamboo hat and coir raincoat. Du Kang stared at Lao Ba, who had his back turned to him, but did not move in the end.

After practicing the buried blade technique, Du Kang's sixth sense has been strengthened. Before that, he could feel the prying eyes of jackals in the fog. At this moment, he has a strong premonition that if he takes a shot at Lao Ba, he will die miserably.

Lao Ba is an old Jiang Hu, since he saw that he had cultivated the Burying Blade Technique, he still dared to test himself, he must have the confidence to deal with him, and his back was probably trying to lure him to make a move.

Du Kang originally wanted to hide the fact that he had practiced the buried blade technique, and then find a chance to leave the Bloody Clothes Association, but now he had to change his mind.

"Back to the third family, we were attacked by a wolf demon halfway, brothers..." Du Kang began to recall his life before time travel, his eyes were red, and his voice choked up.

"My brothers tried their best to kill the wolf demon. I was the only one who was seriously injured and survived. Afterwards, I practiced the buried blade technique with the blood of the wolf demon to recover from my injuries."

"Tell me in detail." Lao Ba's voice was still so calm that no emotion could be heard.

Next, Du Kang began to describe the story of the attack with nine truths and one falsehood, and put all the responsibility on Hong Sihai. He said bluntly that Hong Sihai was attacked by the wolf monster because he asked for a rainy day to drive, and he also focused on describing the knife fighters. And bravely kill demons.

"Well, I will send someone to collect the corpse. You have worked hard all the way back. Go to bed early today. Since you are now a monk, you have a chance to leave the Bloodcloth Society as usual. You should think about it today and reply to me tomorrow."

After hearing Du Kang's narration, Lao Ba seemed to believe his words.

"Yes." Du Kang heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that this test has been passed, as long as the corpse is transported back, he can prove his innocence by checking the wound.

The two were speechless along the way, and soon reached the residence of the Blood Clothes Society.

This is a four-entry courtyard house with three groups side by side. The huge courtyard is surrounded by four alleys. The courtyard walls are so tall that it looks like a fortress in the county town from a distance.

Lao Ba took Du Kang into a courtyard on the far left, explained to a knifeman on duty at the door, and left in a hurry.

The Bloody Clothes Society is a big gang, and this swordsman Du Kang was familiar but couldn't name it, so the two said hello and stopped talking.

Then he followed Du Kang all the way through the martial arts training ground in the outer courtyard, handed back the magic machine crossbow borrowed for the mission, and entered the swordsman's residence in the inner courtyard. He stayed at the door and did not come in until Du Kang entered his dormitory.

Du Kang knew that this person would follow him until the body was brought back.

Lighting up the oil lamp and standing in the crowded and narrow dormitory, Du Kang really relaxed. It has only been a few hours since he traveled through time. Killing wolf monsters, jackal monsters, rushing on the road, making false claims with others, consumed him too much mental and physical strength.

Looking around this small, dimly lit dormitory, there is a narrow corridor facing the door, and a bunk that occupies most of the room against the wall. There are six wooden cabinets piled up in a stack on the innermost side of the room. Hanging a few swords.

This is the six-person dormitory for the swordsmen. In this operation, all six swordsmen including the predecessor died, and now it allows him to temporarily have a private space to think about the next life path.

As Lao Ba said, after becoming a monk, there is a chance to leave the Blood Clothes Society, but what can you do if you leave the Blood Clothes Society?

The predecessor can only kill people, Du Kang himself can only use the keyboard to type codes, and he can't farm or do small business at all.

The most important thing is that this is an updated novel, and other people's protagonists are so disgusting. If Du Kang chooses to live a mediocre life, what is the point of the novel.

Now that I have timetraveled and have the golden finger of the panel, if I can't become a fairy like this, I am really sorry for the expectations of the readers and the hard work of the author.

"Very well, let's set a small goal first, based on the Bloody Clothes will collect all kinds of spells, with the help of Goldfinger, step by step, step by step, reach the highest level."

...

the next day.

Before dawn, Du Kang was awakened by a noise in the courtyard. He knew that the corpse must have been brought back.

Now he put on the coarse cloth blouse he took out from the closet unhurriedly, and after he finished washing his face with the cold water in the room, there was a knock on the door.

Du Kang opened the door, and in front of him was a man in his forties with a leopard head, ring eyes, and a tiger beard. Du Kang recognized him, and he was Lin Chun, the spear instructor of the group of swordsmen.

Looking behind him again, the knife hand who was guarding had already left.

"Du Kang, I just heard that when I woke up today, Hong Sihai went to kill monsters with great fanfare and wanted to practice the knife-burying technique, but he died halfway, and it was a waste of money for you."

"Professor Lin, I was just lucky for a while, and I can't compare to you who have become a monk in such a solid manner."

"What is luck? There are many people in this world who know how to practice spells. I don't know how many people practiced themselves to death. Many of the few who succeeded became half-demon and half-human monsters. More people didn't even practice it. Dare to practice. If you can practice, it means that you are destined to be a monk."

"Come on, Lao Ba asked me to call you, probably to ask your future thoughts." Lin Chun said and pulled Dukang to the backyard.

The moment he touched Lin Chun, a blue light curtain flashed in front of Du Kang's eyes.

[Name]: Lin Chun

[Skin-changing method]: Skin the monster's fur alive, then refine the monster's soul into the skin, peel the human skin and exchange the monster's skin for the human's skin, and if you don't die, you can get the monster's soul to possess you, and the demon's power will be close to you.

Grade: Grade A

Skills: Incarnation of a half-demon, with extreme speed (level 1) and leopard guts (level 1)

Peeling (first class)

Advanced conditions: the second skin change

Du Kang followed behind Lin Chun calmly, but he was terrified. Although his predecessor had vaguely heard that practicing spells was very dangerous, he thought that his cultivation of the buried blade technique had opened his mind, but he did not expect other spells to be more dangerous. weird.

Looking at the upright and enthusiastic Lin Chun, Du Kang couldn't imagine that he had experienced such a cruel thing as changing the skin of a demon.

The predecessor always thought that the name of the gang named Bloody Clothes would mean that it would encourage the gang to fight bloody battles. Du Kang now understands that wearing a demon skin is just a bloody robe.

The rain has stopped.

When passing by the inner courtyard, I saw more than a dozen stretchers placed in the courtyard, and the gray cloth covering the stretchers was soaked with blood, forming dark mottled patches of strange shapes.

If he hadn't traveled through time by himself, his current body would have been lying there as a corpse.

No more thinking, Du Kang followed Lin Chun past the backyard where the coaches lived, and walked into the Sijin courtyard where the old eight lived.

This was Du Kang's first time entering Lao Ba's house. For some reason, as the third leader of the Bloody Clothes Society, Lao Ba lived in a very dimly lit room, and only two oil lamps were lit in the corner of the room.

At this time, Lao Ba was sitting on the bench at the main seat, holding a brass cigarette in his mouth.

"Have you considered it? If you want to leave, you have to do something for the Bloody Clothes Society, and repay the kindness that the society has given you in the past few years. If you stay, you will be the coach of the Bloody Clothes Society, every month For ten taels of silver, you can also exchange the spells you know."

"Three years ago, Du Kang came to Yangchun County alone. The Bloody Clothes Society took me in, taught me martial arts, and gave me a bite to eat. I, Du Kang, am not the kind of ungrateful person. The Bloody Clothes Society is my home. I am the third leader. won't go."

Du Kang answered very sincerely, which was also Yuan Bo's heartfelt words.

Both of Yuan's parents died since he was a child, and he was raised by his clan. Three years ago, his hometown suffered a severe drought and was moved here by the government. I was unfamiliar with life and place in Yangchun County, and when I was about to starve to death, I joined the Blood Clothes Society, and I was only grateful for the Blood Clothes Society in my heart.

Old Ba's face could not be seen clearly in the dark, but as he puffed lightly on the pipe, the dim fire in the pipe brightened up, illuminating Lao Ba's face full of dimples. Full of smiles.

"Yes, as expected of my subordinates, Hong Sihai's family will have some troubles, and the meeting will help you settle them. Let Lin Chun take you to choose a house and move to the backyard." After finishing speaking, he continued to sit on the spot and spray Clouds and fog.

"Yes." According to what Lao Ba said, if Du Kang chooses to leave, Hong Sihai will have to deal with the troubles at home by himself.

Moreover, although the swordsman is only the bottom of the Bloody Clothes Society, as long as another group of people are recruited and trained for three months, they can make up for it.

But this time, after all, it was because of Hong Sihai that more than a dozen swordsmen died. This time, the Hong family will also bleed heavily.

When he walked out of Lao Ba's house, Du Kang breathed a sigh of relief, because staying with Lao Ba always feels a bit depressing.

Afterwards, accompanied by Lin Chun, Du Kang first chose an empty room in the backyard as his own room.

After that, he spent the whole morning cleaning and tidying up the room, and Lin Chun accompanied him throughout the whole process. During the chat with Lin Chun, Du Kang also learned some common sense about spiritual practice.

There is no distinction between spells in this world, spells are spells, spells are spells, spells are not only a way to increase evil energy and lifespan, but also a way to fight against enemies.

The essence of human practice is to absorb the flesh and organs of monsters into the body and transform into monsters. It is extremely dangerous to cultivate, and if you are not careful, you will be eroded by the flesh and blood of monsters and turned into a devil.

Even if the spell is successful for a while, the consciousness hidden in the monster's flesh and blood will turn into a demon, interfering with the monk's mind. If the demon is allowed to mess around, it will eventually turn into a demon.

The realm of human magic cultivation is divided into ten levels, divided by ten heavenly stems, namely: Jia (ji), B (yi), C (bing), Ding (dīng), Wu (wù), Ji (ji), Geng (gēng), Xin (xīn), Ren (rén), Gui (gui).

And the realm division of monsters is even simpler, there are only four levels: little monster, big monster, monster king, and monster saint.

Among them, the little demon corresponds to the three realms A, B, and C of human beings, which are the lower three realms; the big demon corresponds to the three realms D, E, and Ji, and is the middle three realms; the demon king corresponds to the three realms of Geng, Xin, and Ren, and is the upper three realms. ;The demon saint corresponds to the gui level, and at this level, there are few real people regardless of the two races.

The main skill of the Blood Clothes Club is [Skin Changing Method]. There are seven methods of leopard skin, pig skin, cow skin, tiger skin, fox skin, wolf skin, and snake skin. Grade G.

In addition, the Blood Clothes Association also has [Cow Stomach Method] [Heart Changing Method] [Limb Changing Method] [Tortoise Shell Art] [Thousand Eyes Art] [Demon Control Method] [Yin God Method] seven spells, but they are either incomplete. Incomplete, or the cultivation conditions are harsh, and the number of practitioners in the meeting is very small.

After eating the small cooking meals provided by the instructors at noon, Du Kang impatiently walked into the main courtyard of the Bloody Clothes Society with the instructor's badge that he had just made.

The main courtyard is located in the center of the Bloody Clothes Society's residence, where many functional departments are located, and the Library Pavilion that Du Kang is looking for is here.

The Bloody Clothes Association was formed by the joint venture of three forces in Yangchun County more than ten years ago. The instructors and swordsmen under the three leaders are still divided into three hills, but the functional departments such as Cangshuge are jointly managed by the three leaders.

The spell exchange in Cangshu Pavilion is an internal benefit for the members of the Blood Clothes Society. If you buy it on the black market outside, not only the purchase channels are complicated, the price is high, and you may not be able to buy real spells.

At the northwest corner of the martial arts training ground, there is an unremarkable two-story building. Du Kang showed his badge to the guards and pushed the door in.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by a mixed smell of pine wood, paper and ink.

I saw only five rows of bookshelves on the first floor, filled with books of various colors.

Du Kang already knew from Lin Chun that the first floor was filled with martial arts cheats, untrue anecdotes and various travel biographies collected by the Bloody Clothes Club.

Du Kang didn't need these for the time being, so he went straight to the second floor.

There are no bookshelves on the second floor, only a long table and a chair, and an old man with gray hair is dozing off on the table.

"Mr. Li, I am the new coach Du Kang. I have a spell that I want to contribute to the club. How much merit can you exchange for the palm eye?"

After Du Kang finished speaking, he handed over the sheepskin that recorded the method of burying the blade.

The old man stretched his waist, took the sheepskin and looked at it. After a long time, he looked up at Du Kang.

"It's Du Kang. I've heard about you. Since you can practice it, this method of burying the blade is supposed to be true. Although there is only a first-level cultivation method on this sheepskin, it is said that this method was banned by the previous dynasty. Created by the company, the side effects are extremely low, and it can give you fifty meritorious deeds."

"Thank you, Mr. Li, this buried blade technique is only at the first level, and I have nowhere to go, so I want to exchange for another spell. I don't know how much merit the spell in the door needs."

Mr. Li didn't answer, but he flicked his sleeves, took out a pamphlet from somewhere and handed it to Du Kang.

Du Kang took a look at it, and it said the names of various spells, cultivation requirements, effects, side effects, degrees of incompleteness, and merits required for redemption, but there was no cultivation method.

Du Kang looked at the brochure and thought for a long time, and finally chose...