Hidden Mountain Demon

Chapter 132 After the Great War ([-])

Ban Cang turned over and sat up, picked up a book from the ground, and said:

"The reason why it is so fast is that we all know that the form of the human race is closest to the Dao body. After birth, there is an innate qi that can be cultivated in the body, which is higher than the starting point of our monster race. It is possible that our monster race has been practicing for hundreds of years. It's not as good as a newcomer who has just stepped into the path of cultivation."

Both Mahu and Chizui nodded, everyone knew this, but they had no choice but to blame God for being unfair.

Ban Cang continued: "The human race uses the innate qi as a guide, uses the internal organs as the furnace, cultivates the five qi in the body, and can perform various spells and infinite means."

After speaking, there was a trace of regret on Ban Cang's face: "Unfortunately, I also read a few basic cultivation methods of the human race, tried it, and our monster race can't practice at all."

There was also a hint of sadness on the faces of the two demons in front of them.

"but!"

Ban Cang raised his volume and continued: "The good news is that I have repeatedly compared and experimented carefully. Although the human race has more spells than the monster race, and can draw the mighty power of the world with the help of talisman spells, but , as far as a single method is concerned, the magic skills of the unseen monster race are weaker than those of the human race."

"Hiss, since you say that..."

Mahu shook the dog's head and asked wonderingly: "Since the spells are similar, why are the human races practicing spells much faster than us? In usual fights, the demon race is not the opponent of the human race."

"inherited!"

"inherited?"

Both Ma Hu and Chi Zui were puzzled, the words in Ban Cang's mouth naturally knew what they meant, but there must be other meanings.

Ban Cang let out a soft breath and said: "When we monsters practice spells, other monsters often imprint the styles of spells on animal skins or stones. Let's learn again, and slowly understand the secrets from the phantoms. How much, it all depends on the ability, you might as well be able to practice."

"And!" Ban Cang pointed to himself:

"For example, even if I learn a technique and want to improve, besides my own understanding, I hope that other monsters will remind me a few times. Now the three who have benefited me greatly are Jiangliang Mountain God, our master and Xiaowen sister. , but there are limited points to mention on the one hand, and on the other hand, they, sometimes what they said last time is different from the next time, so I have to come back and continue to ponder and verify."

Ban Cang shook the human race's training book in his hand: "But the human race is different. They have written how to cultivate in the book in detail. This is not just one person's opinion, but countless people's supplements, deletions and revisions over the years. Able to quickly understand the method of getting started. Every method in it is explained in extremely detailed and clear."

Putting down the book solemnly, Ban Cang stood up, looking at the rolling hills:
"This is the inheritance. Although human cultivators still need to ponder their cultivation skills, compared with our monster race, there are many less detours, and they can explore the countless progress of magic skills from the notes left by the sages. Maybe, they are standing on the shoulders of their predecessors!"

Ma Hu and Chi Zui looked at Ban Cang's back, and sat on the ground in a daze. They were full of thoughts for a while, and their minds were a little dazed.

I understood what my elder brother said.

Every little demon practiced almost from scratch, even if his life was good, with the help of the big demon, it would only make a little progress, from the very beginning.

In the human race, the first cultivator may start from zero, but the later people start from one or two, so that the starting point is getting higher and higher.

After thousands of years, the human race has not known how far the monster race has been pulled away on the road of cultivation.

But what can be done about it.

The two demons remained silent, Ban Cang turned around and said in a deep voice: "Brother, there are a lot of human corpses in the mountain field, you fly fast, and you know a lot of little demons, please go there, you will be able to collect them Search all the ancient books of the human race."

Chi Zui came back to his senses: "Brother, didn't you say that we can't learn the magic skills of the human race. What are you looking for?"

Ban Cang said: "Learning is impossible, but I'm trying to see if I can find some inspiration for our techniques, and..."

Ban Cang's face was gloomy, and he pursed his lips and said, "In the past, I only wanted to cultivate in a carefree way, and I didn't want to have too much contact with the human race, but since I came to Qijue Ridge, I wanted to plot and play tricks. Thinking about how to escape, how to survive, there is still a little bit of freedom in cultivation, I feel that the spirituality I cultivated in Da Cangshan has been eliminated too much."

"It's just... the current situation of the wilderness, we are trapped in it, and in the future, we may not be able to avoid it even if we want to. If you know some human skills, you can be regarded as a master... a master with skills to control others."

"Okay! Brother, since it's useful, I'll go now."

Chi Zui is a quick-tempered person, after speaking, he stuffed a piece of fruit from the ground into his mouth, flapped his wings and flew down the mountain.

"Brother Cang, since Chizui has gone to the mountain field, and Yingzuiya is not looking after him, should I go back first?"

"okay"

When the two demons were gone, Ban Cang flipped through the books on the ground again.

In this pile of books, there are not only the basic classics for practitioners to practice spells, but also many books are used to explain the rules and customs of the human race in this world, as well as the geography and unofficial history of various countries in the wilderness, and the landscape of mountains and rivers.

Leaving aside a copy of "Essentials of Spells", and picking up a copy of "Detailed Records of Martial Arts", and flipping through a few pages, Ban Cang was attracted by a small print that had been neglected before.

Seeing clearly, the corners of Ban Cang's eyes twitched, and three words popped out of his mouth:

"The Town Demon Division!"

The former land of the Nanyuan Kingdom is now all under the jurisdiction of the Chu Kingdom. Except for those who fled from other countries, the original Nanyuan Immortals also died in the battle of Jinshuiyuan.

In a small farmyard in the outskirts, two people sat around a stone table.

The man in the north, with an ordinary appearance, is dressed in commoner clothes and straw sandals, extremely simple, and looks dressed like a peddler who walks the streets. He is holding a blank sheet of paper in his hand, and dozens of them are already standing on the stone table. Folded little paper cranes.

The man in Nan Xiang, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, was dressed in a green robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, and was silently drinking a glass of wine from the stone table.

Under a nearby pear tree blooming with white and tender pear blossoms, an old man in a white robe with wide sleeves was sitting on a bamboo chair, stroking his three silver whiskers, while a small sparrow jumped up and down beside him.

Three people dressed in different clothes, sitting in this ordinary small courtyard, but they are all Jindan immortals.

In the middle of the small courtyard, a burly man stood with his head bowed.

"Wuji, oh, as the head of the Nanyuan Town Magic Division, why are you so confused this time?"

The fairy sitting on the bamboo chair sighed and said:

"Anyone can do it, but you are the only ones who can't move. Although there have been a lot of troubles and smog at the top of Zhenmagus in recent decades, you also know that Zhenmagic is a line. This line Once it is over, the wilderness will be in chaos, and countless lives will be destroyed."

"Uncle, it's because I'm not strict with my orders, I deserve to be punished." The big man on the side bowed his hands respectfully.

"That's all, that's all,"

The immortal waved his hand: "I know that you are also worried about Gongsun, but it's just what you plan to do when you go to the head of the Zhenmagic Division this time."

The big man was silent for a while, and said: "Please teach me, Master."

The immortal stroked the sparrow that had jumped onto his hand twice, and said, "Although you are half of Qin Lie's apprentice, we are not members of Zhenmasi, so we can't help you much. It’s nothing, you have to rely on yourself to go this time.”

Tapping the bamboo chair a few times with his fingers, he thought about it and said, "Nanyuan is a small country, and you, the so-called Supreme Commander of the Zhenma Division, are just a small Qi practitioner, and you only have kittens and puppies under your command." Three or two, no one should have noticed."

"As a result, it was uploaded so quickly this time. I think there must be something hidden in it. After you go, first look for a few seniors of our human race. Although... one of the two great saints of the monster race is dead and the other is missing. To deal with you, a little Qi trainer, the few little demons below are enough."

The salesman sitting around the stone table next to him took out three paper cranes from his arms: "After you go, these paper cranes will guide you in your actions."

"Thank you, uncle."

The big man took the paper crane, took it back respectfully, and bowed to the sword fairy who was sitting silently next to him: "Disciple farewell, master." Only then did he slowly exit the small courtyard and gallop towards the north on horseback.

The Sword Fairy in Tsing Yi sitting around the stone table drank the wine the whole time and didn't speak, as if he had nothing to do with him.

The courtyard was silent for a long time, followed by a few paper cranes flying over the low wall to the courtyard, chirping in the ear of the salesman-like fairy for a while, the fairy said: "Everyone has returned, and none of them have been found. When did the person surnamed Gu fall into a demonic barrier, it seems that I have to go to the west to check it myself."

"Alright, now that there is an undercurrent in the wilderness, this matter cannot be delayed."

The white-robed old man on the wooden chair nodded, and said again: "You go to the west this time, and help me check that senior again by the way."

"Ha ha ha ha",
The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Brother Li, I have traveled all over the past few years, and I have never heard any news about the beast master. In my opinion, the senior beast master is probably no longer in the wilderness. After all, he is..."

The fairy on the wooden chair lowered his eyebrows slightly, and said: "In the blink of an eye, it has been over a hundred years, it is indeed possible that the two little demons under me have scouted the southeast mountains for more than ten years, but they still haven't found the beast master. Now, they can only go back to the Hundred Thousand Mountains to the south to look for the news."

"It's just the two little demons who have not yet transformed, okay? There are many monsters and spirits in the [-] mountains. Don't eat your two precious disciples."

"It doesn't matter, although their cultivation base is low, but they have been shown by Xinxian. The black mane has good luck, and they can often turn bad luck into good luck. If they are lucky, they can meet some treasures."

Speaking of this, the old man smiled helplessly: "It's just that he was too lazy, and he didn't study hard when he was in the valley, and his knowledge was too low, even if he didn't see good things in front of him."

Hearing the words, the sparrow in his arms nodded frantically.

The three immortals sat for a long while, and the Tsing Yi Sword Immortal turned into a ray of blue light and roared towards the north. The two who remained in the courtyard looked at each other and laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha, Liezi really can't bear his temper, and is still worried about his cheap apprentice."

"They're all like this, each of them protects their weaknesses tightly." The salesman also said with a smile: "Brother Li, if there is nothing wrong with you, then I will set off too."

"Okay, I'm going to trouble Fellow Daoist Fu."

The shopkeeper carried the load and walked out of the yard dangling a rattle drum with one hand. There was no breath in his body, and his trouser legs were rolled up. He was just like a mortal.

A breeze swayed leisurely into the small courtyard, and the petals of pear blossoms on the pear tree in the courtyard quietly fell, and the hem of the fairy's clothes sitting on the wooden chair fluttered slightly, revealing two empty trouser legs.

The old man looked at the petals flying all over the sky, and the sky was full of clouds and clouds, and his expression was inexplicable.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, why bother!"

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