Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Because Ling Xiao was immersed in his thoughts, he didn't react for a moment and almost bumped into him. He hurriedly stopped his steps, swayed slightly, and then steadied himself. He looked at Zhongtian with a trace of doubt in his eyes, "What's wrong, senior brother?"

An indifferent smile appeared on Zhongtian's face. He did not answer Ling Xiao's question directly. Instead, he took out a token from his arms and tossed it gently. The token drew a beautiful arc in the air, steadily. It fell steadily into Ling Xiao's hands.

The token is engraved with a complex and mysterious totem of the Demon Tower, exuding a faint aura, and is obviously an extraordinary thing.

"This is for you," Zhongtian's voice was calm and deep, "This is the disciple token of Demon Tower. Since you are my junior brother, your status is naturally different from that of ordinary disciples. From now on, you are Demon Tower's disciple." True disciples. In the Demon Tower, true disciples enjoy extremely high treatment and status, and have access to more cultivation resources and secret techniques.”

Having said this, a hint of appreciation and expectation flashed in Zhongtian's eyes.

"It stands to reason that with your strength and talent, becoming an elder is not a problem. However, the number of elders in the Demon Tower is limited, and you need to pass a series of tests and challenges to obtain this position. If you are determined, you can challenge Those existing elders will prove it to them with their own strength.”

"The Demon Tower is fundamentally different from other sects. This is a place where strength is the absolute respect." Zhongtian said slowly with a hint of imperceptible pride in his voice.

"Here, strength determines everything. If you are strong enough, you can not only be promoted to an elder, or even a great elder, and hold crucial power within the sect; what's more, you can also become the owner of the Demon Tower and lead the way. The entire sect is heading towards glory.”

His eyes became deep, as if he was recalling the glorious years of the past, "We demon cultivators have always acted in an eclectic way and do not refuse to kill. Even among the same sects, we can compete with each other and even kill each other.

But there is one thing, and this is our bottom line - no intrigues or intrigues can be played inside the door, no innocent people can be killed without reason. This is to maintain the stability and harmony within the sect so that every disciple can grow in a relatively fair environment. "

At this point, Zhongtian's tone became stern.

"However, once you leave the sect, there are no restrictions on the outside world. You can kill and conquer at will according to your own wishes. However, there is one thing you must remember, don't get into trouble that even the sect cannot solve. After all, "Although the Demon Tower is powerful, it is not omnipotent."

After Ling Xiao heard this, a playful smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes shone with excitement.

"I didn't expect that the rules of this demon sect are so suitable for me. I don't like those cumbersome rules and regulations that restrict people's hands and feet. As long as others don't target me, I promise not to cause trouble."

There was a hint of confidence and unruliness in his tone, "Of course, if anyone wants me to die, or plays tricks and tricks on me, I will definitely not show mercy and kill him to let him know my interests."

There was determination and ruthlessness in his eyes, as if to say that he, Ling Xiao, was by no means a piece of fish to be slaughtered.

Zhongtian laughed loudly, with a sense of heroism and admiration in his voice, "Okay, okay, Mo Xiu, Mo Xiu, should have this unruly and spirit!

If a person has not experienced the baptism of hatred in his heart, he will not understand the preciousness of true love, let alone the meaning of fighting for the sect. Ling Xiao, you showed me the pride and determination of a demon cultivator, and I like you more and more. "

Ling Xiao also smiled, with a hint of sincerity and joy in his smile. He discovered that although this Chongtian was a high-ranking member of the Demon Tower, his personality was very similar to his. Ling Xiao feels very comfortable with this character of being honest and forthright.

"But..." Zhongtian's laughter suddenly stopped, and he changed the subject, with a sharp look in his eyes, "Ling Xiao, although you have strong demonic intent, which seems to be able to swallow everything, you don't seem to have absorbed these demonic intents. Turn it into your advantage.

In the world of demonic cultivation, demonic intention is not only the source of our strength, but also the truest reflection of our inner world. How to harness this power and turn it into one's own advantage is a challenge that every magic cultivator must face. "

When Ling Xiao heard this, his eyes flashed, and he understood the meaning of Zhongtian's words. Although he has already entered the path of demon cultivation, there is obviously still a lot of room for improvement in how to use and control this power.

"Please teach me, senior brother!" Ling Xiao saluted respectfully, with a hint of urgency and expectation in his tone. He was eager to learn more about the secrets of demon cultivation from Zhongtian, so as to take his strength to the next level.

Zhongtian spoke slowly, with a hint of depth and wisdom in his tone. He said: "Martial arts, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than three things. One is moves, which are the basis for warriors to fight. They are like the strokes of calligraphy. Each move and every stroke They all contain the understanding and essence of a warrior;

One is strength, which is an intuitive manifestation of a warrior's strength. It is like the water of a river, surging and surging, and determines whether you can stand firm on the battlefield;

There is also artistic conception, which is the soul of martial arts. It transcends the constraints of moves and the limits of power. It is a reflection of the inner world of the warrior and the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. "

When mentioning moves and power, Zhongtian's eyes stayed on Ling Xiao for a moment, with a bit of approval.

"In terms of moves and strength, you can be said to be unmatched among the younger generation of the Demon Tower. Each of your moves is precise and powerful, as if they have been tempered by thousands of hammers, and your strength is like a latent dragon in the abyss. Once it erupts, it is enough to shock people."

However, the topic changed, and Chongtian's tone became slightly harsh.

Wu Yicuo's one song, one release, one content, one look!

"However, you are far behind others in the use of magic. Magic is the unique source of power for the warriors of the Demon Tower. It is not only the control of power, but also a deep understanding of self, the world, and martial arts. Obviously, you have not received systematic training in this aspect. Your magic is like loose sand, and it has not been condensed into a sharp sword blade."

Ling Xiao heard this, and a flash of realization flashed in his eyes, and then a fiery light ignited again.

"Yes, yes, I think so too, that's why I came here from afar and through hardships to join the Demon Tower, eager to find a way to improve myself here." His voice was full of determination and expectation, as if he saw himself moving forward on this martial arts path.

At this moment, Ling Xiao was filled with an indescribable excitement. The reason why he resolutely came here was that he hoped someone could point out his shortcomings so that he could go further on the road of martial arts.