I'm a demon cultivator

Chapter 124: Eight Parts Human, Two Parts Ghost

Tan Shuchang practiced for four years, December, December.

It is only a little after midnight, but I still can't help writing a few words. I have seen practitioners in the past who, after reaching a certain level, immediately settle for pleasure and fight for power. Apart from having some cultivation, they are not really practitioners at all.

To be more precise, what he possessed should not be called cultivation, but strength.

Therefore, I have often disdainfully rejected it.

But now, I began to understand a little bit. This practice is really difficult. Every step of improvement requires unimaginable effort.

My cultivation skills have stagnated for more than 700 years, and it seems that I can't improve them in a short period of time.

What a pity! What a pity!
I don't know if I will ever be able to achieve the skills I have gained through ten thousand years of practice.
……

After writing the diary, Tan Shuchang did not put away the note-taking instrument, but put it aside and thought carefully.

Because he thought of a guess that the darkest part was the darkest part.

Suddenly, an entry in his diary was leaked, perhaps because of this recording device. This spiritual device might have been tampered with by someone when it was first refined.

"That's right. Spiritual instruments are so rare. How can a scholar from Qitian Pavilion refine one just by his means? If we get help from others and add more natural treasures, then it will be possible..."

After figuring this out, the next step is to find out who refined it and where it was refined, and you can easily figure out who tampered with this spiritual weapon.

Even if this person who tampered with the diary was not the main culprit, he was basically related to his first and second volumes of diaries, as well as the "mysterious disappearance and subsequent circulation" of that diary.

However, Tan Shuchang was not prepared to do so.

Because the diary has been circulated, it is undoubtedly of great benefit to him now.

Although Tan Shuchang was not clear about the specific benefits, that is, what good changes could be brought about after condensing the power of destiny, but thinking that this benefit could make a three-certificate ascender so amazed, it must be very significant.

"Child of Destiny... can you make me the Child of Destiny as well?"

After making some random guesses for a while, Tan Shuchang began to think about how to spread all the diaries in this recording device.

First of all, he couldn't spread it himself because he had no power of his own. The profit diary was only widely circulated thanks to Qiu Junlin.

And since he deliberately does something, it is inevitable that someone will take advantage of the opportunity to do something.

His previous diaries were able to circulate smoothly. I think it must be that the person who circulated them was enough to make some people wary. In addition, the other party could not see what kind of benefits he could get from circulating the diaries.

Furthermore, even if he could see it, he would not stop it because it was not his initiative.

This is called planting willows by accident and getting a shade!

Therefore, Tan Shuchang wanted to maintain this "unintentional willow shade" model.

"It's hard to handle!"

Tan Shuchang, who had just started refining weapons, could not think of any good method because he was not sure whether the flaws in the magic weapon he made were natural enough to be hidden from the opponent.

After all, he wrote so many diaries, but the other party only passed on one. It was obvious that the other party did not want to pass on all of them, but was unable to do so.

"I can't make it myself, so what about man-made accidents?"

Tan Shuchang suddenly hung the diary around his waist. If someone attacked his spiritual instrument in public, he would show the diary to the other party, and the other party would not think too much.

As for how to let the other party see these diaries, Tan Shuchang thought that he should be able to do it when he cultivates to a thousand years of skill. After all, although the other party found a master of refining, no matter how close to the Tao, the skills are still just skills. And his thousand years of skill can improve more than just strength.

Then, Tan Shuchang walked out of the Snake Desire Hall.

This is a very simple hall. There is no door and no extra space. When you enter, the first thing you see is the entire Snake Desire Hall.

This is the core of the law of greed, but it just happens to present a completely different meaning.

As soon as Tan Shuchang walked out of the Snake Desire Hall, he saw a ghost wandering around the hall. This ghost was the transformation of Dai Huanzhen after his death.

At this time, the ghost was wandering around the Snake Desire Palace and was curious about everything, touching or biting it from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Tan Shuchang couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Since they have become ghosts, there must be some influence. The active performance at the moment undoubtedly shows that this ghost is advancing to become a fierce ghost, which is a good thing.

Because his memories from his previous life are now quietly recovering.

When it becomes a top-level evil ghost, it will probably be able to remember everything that happened in its previous life.

However, even if his memory is restored, by that time, Dai Zhenzhen will definitely be completely different from when he was alive.

Eight parts human nature, two parts devil nature.

"Unfortunately, although this method of raising evil spirits with the help of strange games is indeed feasible, the energy consumed is from me, the 'king'..."

Tan Shuchang shook his head slightly. He once thought of raising a fierce ghost himself, but now he had no choice but to give up.

He is not like King Dimie and King Jianhei, who have abundant power.

Then, Tan Shuchang directly transformed into an immortal blood form, and along with the immortal blood form, there were also "blood gods" all over the sky. These "blood gods" did not have the ability to travel through the void, but they could gather and disperse by heart, transform between reality and illusion, and change their forms.

For a moment, the entire black sky of the Snake Desire Realm was obscured by a large amount of blood color. Originally, blood color could not appear in such a dark environment, but the special nature of this blood color made even the black hole sky that represented extreme greed give way to it.

The domain of the Yin God was in motion. This person was the Yin God of Death, who was a semi-acquaintance of Tan Shuchang.

The reason why I said half is because Tan Shuchang is very familiar with one of the incarnations of this Yin God. That incarnation became the source of power for lifting the lotus platform and also became a part of Tan Shuchang.

"King Langshou, what are you doing? I have never been your enemy!" The Yin God of Death appeared, and under the extreme darkness of snake desire, a petite figure emerged from a cloud of mist. She had long snow-white hair, double pupils in her eyes, and a slightly black face. She had no expression at this moment, just like a little girl with expressionless paralysis.

However, the hands of this Yin God of Death were very long, longer than Liu's ears, not only reaching over the knees but also reaching to the heels.

At this moment, when the Yin God spoke, his lips did not move, but his voice was like rolling Yin thunder, constantly exploding between heaven and earth.

Because this place is special, a large echo is formed.

There are a large number of stone books here, some are open, some are upright, and some are flat. These books are extremely huge, like mountains, towering into the clouds.

This is the place where the dead ghosts live. The books are all ghost books, which record not only evil spirits but also living people.

Tan Shuchang listened to the endless words, clasped his fists and bowed, then said in a gentle tone: "The Yin God has misunderstood. I came here only to correct the mistakes in Yin God's practice."

"My practice is wrong? What's wrong?" Yan Si Yin Shen actually believed Tan Shuchang's nonsense. After all, if he could avoid fighting with King Langshou, he really didn't want to do it.

King Langshou, who had devoured the Living Dead Yin God and King Tanzun successively, made it impossible for him to even think of taking action.

"Please, Yin God, become one with me." Tan Shuchang said. His tone did not change, still gentle, but the "Blood God" appeared in the sky and pounced towards the Yin God who spoke of death.

"King Langshou!"

When Yan Si Yin Shen saw this scene, he no longer hesitated.

He attacked with all his strength!
In an instant, Tan Shuchang seemed to be reliving the scene when he first entered the Peach Blossom Land. The surrounding environment changed in an instant, and black water surged in the sky, making it impossible to speak or talk.

Then, a petite figure slowly emerged from the black water.

"The words are innocent, but the evil heart is causing trouble!"

This is the Death Yin God explaining the existence rules of his Yin God space, or in other words, explaining the fundamental power of his domain of law.

As soon as these words were spoken, Tan Shuchang was immediately affected. Evil thoughts began to float in his mind, and he was about to condense them into a form and then take over Tan Shuchang's body.

However, originally, Tan Shuchang would have been helpless. But as the evil thoughts began to harm Tan Shuchang, they instantly disappeared without a trace.

This is a high degree of immunity to ghost power!
Then, Tan Shuchang also took action.

Five winds and ten rains!

The Spring Equinox is here!

Rhenium and gold!

The stars and destiny are the universe, the sky is dark and the earth is yellow!
The four completely different powers immediately affected the domain of "the words are innocent, but the heart is evil" of this Yin God of Death, causing it to begin to fall apart and no longer be able to display its full power.

Then, a giant palm of vitality emerged.

The Great Handprint of the Demonic Realm!
Seven hundred and thirty-six years of practice power suppressed it!

……

And just when Tan Shuchang was "busy as an idle official" in the Snake Desire Realm of the strange game world, a place in this Jiawu Realm began to connect with the land outside the realm again.

Of course it is the Sword Temple.

Originally, the disciples of the Sword Temple were a little hesitant. After all, the price to pay for contacting them once was too high. Now it happened that the changes in heaven and earth were approaching. Maybe soon other people in the A5 world would be able to contact them?

Having lived for hundreds of years, they knew that they had been abandoned by their fellow disciples who had ascended to the Three Certifications. Perhaps those fellow disciples who had ascended to the Three Certifications had already regarded them as beings of a different level from them, so it was hard to predict whether these fellow disciples would still talk about fellowship with them after they came back.

The traditional virtue of elders taking care of their younger generations may appear for a while, but not forever.

The so-called good and evil are actually just a matter of stance.

The saying that evil cannot defeat good does not mean that evil will never defeat good. It means that if the evil side wins, it will become the side of good.

Three hundred years ago, the Sword Temple was indeed known as the leader of the righteous path, but that proves nothing.

But in the end, several Sword Temple disciples decided to activate the Sword Immortal Realm again to contact their Uncle Dugu. This second activation of the Sword Immortal Realm, because the damage caused by the last activation had not yet been recovered, so as soon as the activation began, the faces of these Sword Temple disciples began to look ugly.

Fortunately, they had considered this before urging the power, so they quickly took out a green jade bottle from their bodies. After unsealing the bottle, they poured all the contents into their mouths.

This thing is as red as blood, but it has no bloody smell, only a refreshing sweetness.

This was created by the Sword Temple three hundred years ago after hunting down tens of thousands of mountain and sea beasts. The blood was taken from the beasts' hearts and refined. It can instantly restore all the losses of a cultivator.

And this bottle is the last one they have.

Originally this item was not very rare, but since the mountain and sea beasts suitable for refining have almost all died, this item has become rare as well.

After drinking this substance, these Sword Temple disciples instantly recovered.

So, the Sword Immortal Realm once again communicated with that mysterious land outside the realm, and this time, these sword temple disciples all sensed the aura of that mysterious area.

For a moment, these sword temple disciples couldn't help but show their intoxicated expression.

The breath that clearly had no smell seemed to be filled with a sweetness at this moment! Then the next second, among these Sword Temple disciples, the one with the most profound cultivation and deepest thoughts, who always mentioned his fellow disciples and master, suddenly changed his expression.

"Old thief..." His eyes were filled with anger, but he was also horrified. In the end, the disciple could only utter these two words, and his expression gradually returned to calm.

At this moment, several other Sword Temple disciples opened their eyes and were all looking at this Sword Temple disciple.

"This kid really has been hiding a trick." The sword temple disciple spoke, but his tone was completely different from before. He seemed like a god overlooking the world and all living things, with an endless sense of superiority.

But at the same time, there was an inexplicable feeling of chilliness that penetrated the bones, and as the voice rang out, gusts of cold wind appeared in the area, as if ghosts from the underworld had come to the human world.

"It's a pity that Dugu made a mistake, otherwise, these disciples would have been just right to preach to us. Dugu didn't take the last step after all." A sword temple disciple next to him said, and his tone of voice also had a sense of superiority.

In addition, this person also brought a gloomy wind.

Wherever these cold winds passed, the grass and trees were instantly extinguished, and the viciousness they contained was extremely shocking.

"It's okay, they are just servants of preaching. After we return to our positions, we will enlighten these corpses." Another sword temple disciple spoke, and his words were the same as the previous two.

These three seem to be carved from the same mold.

In fact, not only these three, but all five present at the moment have similarities in this respect.

Then, the five of them walked out of the Sword Temple.

They did not move forward at the same pace, but went to five different directions.

Unlike before, the five of them instantly lost the restriction of being invisible as soon as they walked out of the sword temple. Because the wind blew, a corner of their robes was lifted.

(End of this chapter)