I'm a demon cultivator

Chapter 53: How to Write a Diary

Dong Dong had a wooden face and turned her head slightly, then looked at her mother's younger brother without saying a word. However, from her clear eyes, one could tell what she wanted to say at this moment - Uncle, what else can you do with this psychic treasure of yours except stealing diaries?
This spiritual treasure has no killing power and can only be used for remote spying and telekinesis.

The former will disconnect on its own from time to time when spying remotely, and the latter is even more useless, as it can only pick up items weighing no more than one kilogram, and there is no guarantee of 100% success. So far, it has only been successful twice.

The first time was done by her uncle Master Jian by accident, and the second time was done by her in anger.

It can be said to be extremely useless!

However, even so, it still did not prevent Master Jian from liking this spiritual treasure, because this spiritual treasure in the shape of a mirror... was picked up by him.

I would like to ask, in these five realms, how many practitioners can pick up the psychic treasure and gain its recognition?
"Then try slowly."

Young Master Jian said, although he liked it, this spiritual treasure was really useless.

Then, Master Jian saw a scene that shocked him immensely, because as the words fell, the mirror flew up by itself and fell into Dong Dong's hands.

This is the characteristic of the psychic treasure and is not surprising. What shocked Young Master Jian was the following changes.

The light and shadow projected by the mirror suddenly solidified, and all the scenes inside disappeared. At this time, a small hand as white as jade reached in, and as circles of ripples appeared, a refining material was quickly grabbed out by the small hand.

This also means that the psychic ability of telekinesis has been successful again.

"How did you do it?"

Young Master Jian couldn't help but ask, after all, this was his spiritual treasure, it had been in his hands for almost twenty years, but he had only successfully taken something from a distance once.

But this little girl succeeded twice in a very short period of time!

"Could it be that this thing can only steal diaries?"

Even Young Master Jian, who was used to the fact that this spiritual treasure was useless, couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Suddenly, he noticed that the thing taken out by the little girl was not a jade slip.

"Huh? Why is the diary this time written on this thing?" he couldn't help but say, and then some flowing light condensed in his hand.

When the light faded away, a small jade bottle appeared in his hand.

"Give."

Young Master Jian raised his hand and threw it.

"What's in this?" Dong Dong took the jade bottle.

"You will know if you spread out the bark of this stone sunken wood." Young Master Jian pointed to the refining material that Dong Dong had just taken out.

"No words?" When she opened it, Dong Dong immediately understood what Master Jian meant, so she opened the small jade bottle and saw a light golden mist slowly floating out of it, so she blew gently.

Suddenly, this light golden mist seemed to be trapped, and it condensed and did not dissipate after it came out of the bottle.

When the refining materials came into contact with it, the light golden mist was instantly absorbed, and the next second, somewhat messy but neatly written words appeared on the refining materials that were originally empty.

"This is the morning dew on the stone sunken wood. After absorbing the purple energy of the rising sun, it is mixed with the juice of the stone sunken wood's roots and refined into a kind of spiritual mist. This kind of spiritual mist is from the same root as the stone sunken wood, and it can just restrain the qi sensing characteristics of the stone sunken wood!" Young Master Jian explained. Having lived for more than 30 years, his knowledge is naturally not bad.

"Like This!"

Dong Dong nodded her head, and then she began to read it excitedly.

She wanted to see if this damn demon cultivator had written anything weird during this period of time.

……

At the same time, Tan Shuchang, who had carefully put away the Stone Spirit Pill, suddenly realized something was wrong. He felt as if he was being secretly spied on.

This made him frown.

But soon, his frown returned to normal, and even his face showed no abnormality. Then, Tan Shuchang walked out of the Jiandao General's Hall.

"grown ups!"

There was only one guard guarding the Sword Master Hall. Ever since Zhang Dongzhi broke into the Sword Master Hall, Tan Shuchang had driven away 99% of the guards. After all, they were useless, so why would he keep them around?
As for the remaining one, it’s not because Tan Shuchang likes this person, or that this person does things properly, it’s just a hard rule of Qitian Pavilion that no matter where you are, there must be a pavilion guard on guard.

"Ah."

After a simple response, Tan Shuchang pretended to inspect the place.

He had previously obtained more than thirty evil spirits from the Ghost City of Langshou, and with the help of these evil spirits, he completed two evil spirits carrying lotus in succession. Not only did he advance his own cultivation skills to the level of fifty-one years, but he also completed another volume of his main "Du'e Immortal Scripture".

At this moment, Tan Shuchang's figure shook slightly, and then something incredible happened.

A shadow resembling Tan Shuchang flew out of his body.

This shadow was invisible to the naked eye, let alone being perceived, and as it rose into the air, the environment and construction layout of the Jiandao Palace also came into Tan Shuchang's field of vision.

The layout here is obviously a "well" shape, with the Taoist Hall as the core and connecting all parts of the Qitian Pavilion.

After all, this general is already the third most important figure in Qitian Pavilion.

However, even after he had a full view of the entire Qitian Pavilion, Tan Shuchang still couldn't find the person who was spying on him in secret.

"Is it my imagination?"

Tan Shuchang thought about it and rejected the idea.

Because it is impossible for him to be delusional.

So, Tan Shuchang walked back to the Jianjian General Hall, and when he came back, he immediately found that he was missing something.

"My diary... was stolen again?"

After realizing this, Tan Shuchang did not hesitate and directly activated the qi that he had cultivated with great difficulty.

This is nurtured from that kind of refining material.

As this wisp of energy emerged, Tan Shuchang simply put his fingers together like a sword and slashed through.

The Qi was disconnected, but it did not disperse like ordinary smoke, but shattered directly. At this moment, with the naked eye, tiny words kept flashing inside.

This was Tan Shuchang using that wisp of energy to erase the diaries he had written.

"Is it her?"

"Or maybe it wasn't her from the beginning?" Tan Shuchang began to think, because he didn't find any trace of the little girl in the Qitian Pavilion, so he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, so he decided to take revenge on the other party first.

Immediately, Tan Shuchang raised his hand and used his internal energy to condense the scattered energy again.

Then, the Qi energy fluttered a few times, and then it turned into a "white paper" that slowly unfolded in front of Tan Shuchang. And this is the mystery of fifty-one years of profound practice!

At this time, Tan Shuchang used his fingers as a pen and wrote on his energy.

His fingers moved quickly, and words continued to condense on this piece of "white paper" of Qi. This also meant that on the other side, words continued to appear on the refining material:
In the third day of the eighth month of the reign of Emperor Yi of Zixuan.

I think I was moved.

How about we be together? I will make you happy, play with you, buy you your favorite food, and do anything you want to do with you... Have I told you? I've been looking at this for a long time.

(End of this chapter)