I'm a demon cultivator

Chapter 113 I can't be the only one to be hit

Half a year ago, Tan Shuchang was Tan Shuchang. There were some people who knew this name, but not many, only about ten thousand in total. Moreover, at least 60 to 70 percent of them knew him through Tan Shuchang's Cultivation Diary.

And half a year later, Tan Shuchang became the Demon Lord Tan.

The number of people who knew the name Tan Shuchang had increased from less than ten thousand to tens of millions. From cultivators to high-ranking officials to peddlers and hawkers, everyone knew the name Tan Shuchang.

Ordinary people know this name because Tan Shuchang killed Emperor Yi!
The dignitaries knew this name because of the former Tan family, because Tan Shuchang killed Emperor Yi, and because Tan Shuchang killed the monks of Tu Jianshan...

The reason why the monks knew Tan Shuchang was naturally because of his series of horrific battle records.

Kill the master! Kill the king! Kill the top elders of the immortal sect! The son of destiny from Tujian Mountain, who was so powerful, had been frustrated after meeting this person since he came down the mountain. He was confused about who was the son of destiny!
In addition, there were disciples from Shangqing Temple and Xitu Mountain, who carried with them the supreme treasures, the Yin-Yang Lotus Vase and the Vajra King Bracelet, and chased after him to no avail.

You know, that is the Yin-Yang Lotus Vase and the Vajra Bracelet!

Especially the former, who once directly destroyed an entire era of magic, causing it to completely decline before anyone could preach!

In this way, the second volume of "Tan Shuchang's Cultivation Diary" has become a insignificant thing.

It only played a role in the initial dissemination of Tan Shuchang's reputation. Later, it was Tan Shuchang's name that in turn promoted the second volume.

The same is true for the third volume, "Diary of the spoils of war of Elder Jianshan".

Therefore, under such a premise, when the fourth volume of "Tan Shuchang's Cultivation Diary" was circulated, all the practitioners in the entire Jiawu Realm who knew the news became excited and tried every possible way, such as asking for favors, paying a higher price, etc., so that they could be the first to see it.

Then, the first group of practitioners who had read the fourth volume of "Tan Shuchang's Practice Diary" fell silent.

Some people subconsciously wanted to question it, but before they could even say anything, they remembered Tan Shuchang's series of horrific battle records, especially the fact that even the disciples of Shangqing Temple and Xitu Mountain, who were holding such horrific treasures as the Yin-Yang Lotus Bottle and the Vajra Bracelet, were helpless against Tan Shuchang. The people who questioned it couldn't help but believe it.

I believed the description of the two hundred and nineteen years of cultivation in this diary.

Then, these practitioners began to feel depressed! If this kind of talent is considered "poor aptitude", then what are they?
So, these people who had a sneak peek chose to let others see it without hesitation.

I was hit hard, and it was indeed a blow.

But if everyone is hit, then it is not called a hit.

The former is prone to frustration, and his self-confidence will gradually diminish and eventually disappear. In the end, even his spirit will disappear.

As for the latter, it is called witnessing a legend and sharing the honor!
Of course, there are also some people who do not share with their friends, but choose to share with their enemies or their elders.

For a time, the name of Tan Shuchang shook the entire world of immortal cultivation.

This inevitably caused the will of heaven to begin to undergo some changes.

And at the moment when the will of heaven changed, the magic bead of chaos in Tan Shuchang's sleeve directly broke free from the restraints imposed by the sword seal.

The interference with its choice of master also disappeared without a trace.

This is God’s favor!
However, this kind of change is so mysterious that even the person involved often cannot perceive it at the first time. The same is true for Tan Shuchang. He is even using his own cultivation to suppress the magic bead of chaos!

Although Tan Shuchang's cultivation diary caused a huge stir in the world of immortal cultivation, there are still some places that have not been affected.

For example, the Haizhu Building in Qitian Pavilion.

The ranking of the twelve zodiac forbidden areas of Qitian Pavilion is listed in the order of the twelve zodiac signs. Therefore, this Haizhu Building is the most strictly guarded forbidden area!
Even Qiu Junlin, the son of the Grand Pavilion Master, had to specifically state when he made the promise to Tan Shuchang that he had no way to deal with the Haizhu Tower.

Because those who are imprisoned in the Haizhu Building are usually not those who are wanted by Zixuan Dynasty and Qitian Pavilion.

But those top-level immortal sects!

To be precise, it was some disciples from the top immortal sects who gave the order. However, these disciples were all wearing the skin of the top immortal sects, so it was not wrong to say that it was the intention of the top immortal sects.

Although these disciples cannot represent the top immortal sect, that is the case in the eyes of the people in Qitian Pavilion and the imperial court.

After all, no one dared to make a special trip to the top immortal sect to ask for such a "trivial matter".

At this time, in the Haizhu Building, there was a haggard young man. He was only in his twenties, in the prime of his life, but at this moment, his body was like that of an octogenarian, lifeless and dull.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The young man's name is "Dai Huanzhen", and he was captured seven years ago. When he was captured, Dai Huanzhen was still a local genius, but if it weren't for the person who ordered Dai Huanzhen to be captured, it would be impossible for Dai Huanzhen to survive in this Haizhu Building for seven years.

But for Dai Huanzhen, these seven years were a life worse than death.

But at this moment, Dai Huanzhen can finally have a closure. However, although he can be freed, the hatred in Dai Huanzhen's heart has reached its peak.

He hated the disciples of Tujian Mountain for confusing right and wrong, and he also hated the Tianjian Mansion for sitting back and watching. It was clearly the people of Lijian Sect who were wrong, but they put the blame on him!
Just because he has no background, the person who did the evil thing was the son of the leader of the Lijian Sect!
He still couldn't forget the face of that disciple from Tujian Mountain, who said that the world was so unfair and asked him to accept his fate! But accepting his fate? That was impossible!
There is no such thing as fairness or unfairness in the world. The so-called unfairness is all created by these bastards!

If you have power, you can trample on the law.

If you have a background, you can rise to the top.

It is obvious that resources are monopolized by a small group of people, but they say that this is how the world is!

In the name of false heaven and earth, are these people worthy?
The closer Dai Huanzhen got to being freed, the stronger the hatred in his heart became.

"If I can get out, I will make the Tan family members who arrested me pay the price! I will also let those high and mighty immortal sects know what it means to be angry! Tujian Mountain! Tianjian Mansion! I will not let any of you go!"

Dai Huanzhen shouted in a hoarse voice.

As for Qitian Pavilion? It was just a dog, not worthy of his concern.

When this voice spread out, the young officer on duty wanted to scold him, but the old officer next to him shook his head, indicating that it was unnecessary.

"He is also a poor man. Alas, we are here to confuse right and wrong. Please don't look at him too much! Besides, he is dying soon. There is no need to say anything to a dead person. Just let him go and let him go peacefully." said the old minister.

This old monk was dressed shabbily and looked a little unkempt, for he was a monk with no background. He was a casual cultivator by chance, and the techniques he practiced were of low quality and of low quality.

Therefore, after practicing for most of his life, he didn't achieve any results and was then sent to the Haizhu Building, which had little benefits.

Once you enter the Haizhu Building, you can only get out after all your relatives have died. The fate of the prisoners in the building is also determined by the people above, so there is no way to make any money.

This old monk received a lower realm magic weapon when he came in. After several decades, he still only had this one lower realm magic weapon. The monks guarding other buildings had at least one lower realm magic weapon!

At this moment, the young official snorted coldly after hearing what the old official said. He didn't want to listen to the old man's nonsense. He was still hoping to be transferred away from here by his superiors!
He is very ambitious!
Immediately, the young official walked to the place where Dai Huanzhen was imprisoned, and then he opened his mouth and cursed a few words. Then, the young official saw a scene that he could hardly imagine in his life.

Those were auspicious clouds that formed a colorful world and wrapped Dai Huanzhen around.

In the middle of this colorful world, Dai Huanzhen opened his eyes wide, because a domineering sword power filled his body.

His cultivation skills, which had been blocked for a long time, finally showed some signs of movement.

Because the chains are crumbling.

The next second, all the skills he had practiced for fifteen years when he was young were restored!

Then it started to increase.

Twenty years, thirty years, fifty years, ninety years, ninety-nine years… a hundred years!
Dai Huanzhen felt as if he was in a dream. Under the influence of a hundred years of cultivation skills, his exhausted body once again came to life.

At the same time, the sword-art realm where man and sword are one made Dai Huanzhen seem to be at the peak of his powers, and invisible sword energy slashed out directly.

The seal of Haizhu Tower was broken, and the young scholar who had previously scolded Dai Huanzhen was torn into pieces.

The old minister not far away was not spared either.

After all, this is not Dai Huanzhen's power. It is easy to burst out, but to be able to fully control it and make it seem like a piece of cake is a bit of a pipe dream.

In addition to these two cabinet ministers, most of the other "criminal monks" imprisoned in the Haizhu Tower also died.

Those who survived were lucky.

Such a big change in Haizhu Building naturally triggered the alarm mechanism at this time, and a group of cabinet officials hurried over. Not long after, several spiritual officials and Taoist generals also arrived.

But soon, these ministers had no choice but to flee.

Because those spiritual officials who had practiced for twenty to thirty years had their heads chopped off as soon as they appeared.

Another deputy pavilion master arrived.

However, he could only flee in a panic after leaving behind a life-saving treasure.

Dai Huanzhen was unwilling to give up. He was about to continue attacking, but was stopped by the voice in his body: "Your attack is too rough now. You haven't even used the strength of a hundred years of cultivation for fifty years. If you continue, it will only be a waste of my sword power."

Hearing this voice, Dai Huanzhen instantly showed a respectful look: "Yes, senior."

Because he was the key to coming out.

If it weren't for the sword power that suddenly entered his body and connected with his soul, it would have been a problem for him to kill the cultivators of Qitian Pavilion as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, and he would even be able to break free from his restraints.

"Senior, I will definitely find the person you are looking for and take back the spiritual treasure from him!" Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes, but once they wear shoes, they are afraid of not being able to wear shoes. This is exactly what Dai Huanzhen is thinking at this moment. He is afraid of being abandoned by the mysterious monk in his body, so he is extremely respectful.

"You should first adapt to your current level of cultivation. Once you have adapted, I will teach you the art of the killing sword so that you can take revenge!" said the voice inside Dai Huanzhen.

Upon hearing this, Dai Huanzhen was undoubtedly even more excited.

He was able to enter the realm of swordsmanship where the sword is one with the human when he was a teenager, so his talent for swordsmanship was naturally good. If he could practice for a hundred years, plus the killing swordsmanship, he might be able to go one step further and enter the realm of swordsmanship where the sword controls the world like Su Huanan, the head of Tujian Mountain!
The sound and sword power in Dai Huanzhen's body are naturally Dugu Jianyin.

Although the people in the Sword Temple cannot contact or communicate with any living being in the Jiawu Realm, their means of exploring people's swordsmanship talent will not go wrong.

This is how Dai was found by the disciples of the Sword Temple.

Then, these disciples of the Sword Temple followed those cabinet masters in and sent the sword skills left by Dugu Jianyin into Dai Huanzhen's body.

From beginning to end, none of the Sword Temple disciples standing aside could see them.

Only when Dai Huanzhen's sword energy exploded, they would take appropriate action to block the sword energy that was slashing towards them. In fact, they didn't have to block it, because with Dai Huanzhen's sword comprehension, even with the help of Dugu Jianyin's sword power, they couldn't be hurt at all.

But they have to pretend after all.

Dugu Jianyin, after all, is a person who has achieved three levels of ascension!

At this moment, Dai Huanzhen walked out excitedly, but the monks from Qitian Pavilion outside had already known about the changes in Haizhu Tower, so they did not dare to stop him. Some of them had already fled from Qitian Pavilion.

Several spiritual officials and Taoist generals were killed in a single encounter. A deputy pavilion master would have been beheaded if he had not had a life-saving treasure bestowed by his master.

For those of them who have lower cultivation than the others, unless they risk their lives, it would be difficult for them to even touch the edge of their clothes, let alone hurt them.

Although they didn't know how the person imprisoned in the Haizhu Tower had cultivated to the level of a hundred years of cultivation, they knew that if they ran too slowly, they would either become cannon fodder or die.

Just like that, Dai Huanzhen walked out of Qitian Pavilion. Dressed in tattered clothes, he looked at the sun outside the huge city and felt as if he had seen the light of day again.

"The Tan family? Since you are willing to be the minions of the immortal sect and work for the disciples of the Lijian Sect, then I will start with you!" Dai Huanzhen also knew that the Tan family members who captured him at that time were only the direct descendants of the eldest son. After all, only this subordinate had powerful cultivators to mobilize.

But at this moment, he just wanted to vent his anger!
Because he has gone through the stage where no one reasoned with him, he no longer wants to reason with anyone!
After all, he now has a hundred years of practice skills!
However, this Tan family...

So soon, Dai Huanzhen discovered that during the seven years since he was captured and imprisoned in the Haizhu Building of Qitian Pavilion, the huge Tan family had been wiped out.

Not to mention the remnants of the direct lineage, even the branches were all wiped out.

Hundreds of thousands of people were killed, and some places are still covered with yellow-brown marks of death.

At this time, Dai Huanzhen discovered that the monks here were all reading a book called "Tan Shuchang's Diary of Cultivation". After all, with a hundred years of cultivation, even if these monks concealed their skills well, they could not escape Dai Huanzhen's perception.

Not everyone would be like someone who strictly observes etiquette in this regard and respects the privacy of ordinary monks and mortals.

"Tan?"

Dai Huanzhen, who was a bit sensitive, decided to take a look as well.

(End of this chapter)