I'm a demon cultivator

Chapter 60: Become a Talented Demon Cultivator

The first encounter with his savior was a little awkward, but after Tan Shuchang took the initiative to help the other party find a way out, the atmosphere between him and the other party became harmonious and friendly again.

And Tan Shuchang also found out who the other party was.

Chuzhou Tianjian Mansion, the son of the previous patriarch of the Dong family, the young master Jian who is very famous in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Thank you to Junior Sister Dongdong for me."

Tan Shuchang said that his expression was sincere and his words were earnest.

He thought he had no connection with the Dong family, and the only person who could be related to him was probably that little girl.

Therefore, Tan Shuchang couldn't help but start to reflect on himself.

He felt that he should be judging others by his own mean character. He had helped that little girl several times. Although that little girl who looked like a demon cultivator usually never said thank you and was very diligent in drawing her sword, when she really encountered problems, she would still spare no effort to help him!

When he first met the little girl from the Dong family, Tan Shuchang remembered that the little girl was crying because of the fictitious arranged marriage. And what was quite coincidental at that time was that Tan Shuchang happened to hear from his mentor, the black-hearted old man, that the head of the Jianxia Sect, Fairy Shi, was the most hypocritical person, and she usually hated and despised women who shed tears for men at every turn.

There are many "celestial maidens" in the Jianxia sect, and this is their origin.

Moreover, there were several people among them who were once the direct disciples of the Fairy of Poetry.

Therefore, Tan Shuchang took the initiative to step forward and asked the little girl to be more open-minded, so as to avoid being turned into a living puppet by the old woman and becoming a walking corpse at such a young age.

The second time, Tan Shuchang found out that the licking ghost of the Jianxia Sect was on the Siguo Cliff. At that time, he vaguely realized that there was something wrong with the ghost, so he advised the little girl to leave quickly.

the third time……

The intersection of the past three years flashed through his mind in an instant, and Tan Shuchang couldn't help feeling ashamed. He actually suspected that this little girl had stolen his diary.

So, Tan Shuchang used the remaining 99% of his calmness to start thinking about who, or what, was so bored to steal his diary?

Is his diary really worth stealing?

At this moment, seeing Tan Shuchang's sincere look, Master Jian couldn't help but tighten his sleeves. Although he knew that the two volumes of diaries would not fall out, he still couldn't help but want to confirm it.

Then, Master Jian smiled and said, "Of course, of course. Don't look at this little girl Dongdong, she usually has a blank expression on her face. In fact, she has always had a blank expression on her face..."

Tan Shuchang came back to his senses: "..."

Could this be the legendary place here?
Being looked at by Tan Shuchang with a slightly strange expression, Master Jian realized that he had said something strange, so he smiled awkwardly and took out a set of fine writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone.

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist Tan, I have long admired the poems you wrote during the imperial examinations. I hope you can leave a seal on them, or write something down."

Upon hearing this, Tan Shuchang looked at the words on the paper - The saddest thing is the moon on earth, and the autumn has come and gone in my dreams.

He really wrote this.

It was just something he wrote in his previous life. He couldn't do it at that time, so he just used these two sentences to fool people. After all, the imperial examination was just a formality. All he had to do was not hand in a blank paper and embarrass Emperor Yi.

So, Tan Shuchang raised his hand and tapped lightly, and the fine ink stick started to move on its own. Then water vapor condensed and fell into the inkstone, and soon ripples of ink appeared in it.

Tan Shuchang picked up the pen, dipped it lightly in ink, and then wrote his name.

"Thank you, Daoist Tan, for your presence!"

Young Master Jian laughed and seemed very happy. He waved his hand to let the ink dry, and then solemnly put the piece of paper away.

In fact, he was not admiring these two lines of poetry at all. After all, they were barely even doggerel.

What he really wanted was just this one final note. After all, the diary already existed, and without a final note, this collection would seem somewhat imperfect.

"It's just a small matter that can't even be considered a small favor." Tan Shuchang said this with a subtle feeling in his heart, because he could see that this young master Jian was really happy for him to write this.

and so……

He actually has admirers who come to him because of his poems?
And he is an admirer of an unusual status?
Even after years of calmness, Tan Shuchang couldn't help feeling a little uneasy at this moment.

“So, I actually have some literary talent?”

For a moment, Tan Shuchang couldn't help but start to wonder whether he should write some poems or articles in the future.

……

And just when someone thought that he really had literary talent, the leader of the Demon Sect had already prepared a new secret realm for Long Zhangyuan.

Those who could not contact Zhao Huaiji and did not think that Zhao Huaiji was dead came up with another opportunity.

Dream fairy sleeping stone!

This was the place where a near-immortal who practiced dream magic used to sit and lie down when he was still in the Jiawu Realm. Over time, this originally ordinary rock on the mountain has undergone extraordinary changes.

Especially after that near-immortal figure left behind the inheritance of dream magic in it when he left, this piece of stone has undergone a fundamental transformation.

It is not a magic weapon, but it is stronger than most magic weapons. Although it is not a spiritual treasure, it has spirituality similar to that of a spiritual treasure.

If this Dream Fairy Sleeping Stone could be given some more time, it might become a strange mountain and sea beast. But now, of course, this is no longer possible.

The ancestors of Tujian Mountain have left seventy-two sword marks on this stone.

This not only prevented the spirituality in the stone from growing stronger, but also ensured that the Dream Fairy heritage within it would be preserved within it instead of dissipating.

The inheritance of the Dream Fairy was originally going to dissipate.

Come with the wind, enter with the dream.

Those who are destined to get it will get it.

“When Junior Brother Long finishes this dream, he will probably be much more mature.” An old monk from Tujian Mountain looked at Long Zhangyuan who had already fallen asleep and couldn’t help but sigh.

Long Zhangyuan is indeed in a bit of a mess at the moment. Not only did he mess up the affairs of Caiyun Valley, he even failed to successfully break down a stepping stone.

But they were still very patient.

Firstly, he was the son of destiny designated by the ancestors, and his birth was not easy; secondly, Long Zhangyuan was originally just a boy from a fishing village. Although he had extraordinary blood, being the posthumous son of Prince Yulong and not the true blood of a pariah, he was still a mortal after all.

In particular, his experience of being treated like untouchables since childhood also limited his cognition.

However, humans are creatures that constantly change with the environment.

If the warehouse is solid, you will know etiquette; if you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace.

Therefore, as long as they see more and have more, this child of destiny will eventually become what they want. When they reach their age, they already understand that the temperament of a big shot is formed by ordering people around for many years.

To put it bluntly, if any other dog had this kind of treatment, it would be able to develop the temperament of this great man.

(End of this chapter)