Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

Xu Sanyan was surprised, she was actually older than him?

She thought this woman was in her teens at most, but she looked too young.

When the two came to the cave, Xu Sanyan took out ten spirit stones from his arms and threw them to her, "Take care of the cave and buy whatever you need."

Meng Zhuer hurriedly caught it, "Yes, senior brother."

Xu Sanyan opened the storage bag and saw Li Zuoxing and Wang Lulu's storage bags.

After killing two people before, I met a crazy Taoist, and then I didn't have time to spare. Only now did I have time to check.

He took out all their belongings and placed them on the stone table in categories, including more than a hundred spiritual stones, a dozen various spiritual materials, two long swords, two books, four elixirs, and some Change of clothes and groceries.

There were quite a few bits and pieces, but they were of no use to Xu Sanyan.

Opening the book, a line of large characters came into view,

"Purple Mountain Mental Technique"

Both volumes are identical, one is the original and the other is a manuscript.

"It seems that this couple has a lot of thoughts..." Xu Sanyan shook his head and laughed. He didn't know that they were not actually a couple.

The two men killed their master just for the sake of this skill. They never thought that Xu Sanyan would get an advantage in the end.

Open the skill and study it silently. This skill is neither an offensive method nor a defensive method. It has only one function.

"If you have demonic thoughts in your heart, you will become a demon; if you have Buddhist thoughts in your heart, you will become a Buddha. If you use them righteously, you will be righteous; if you use them wrongly, you will become evil."

"The "Purple Mountain Mental Technique" comes from Zishan Taoist Temple. It was originally used to tame animals. It was later improved by the second generation of masters to achieve its current effect. This method is a secret that Zishan Taoist Temple does not teach. If outsiders learn it, they will swarm and kill them!"

"Condensate the seeds with the heart, use thoughts as the root, condense the talisman, and plant it in his heart. The talent required to practice this method is extremely high, and it is divided into three levels."

"The first level is floating thoughts. Those with excellent talent may be able to get started in fifty years. Leave a trace of floating thoughts in other people's minds and slightly affect how others feel about you."

"The second level is thoughts. Those with excellent talents may be able to get started in three hundred years. Leaving your own thoughts in the hearts of others may influence other people's thoughts."

"The third level is the demon seed. Those with excellent talents may be able to get started in a thousand years. Planting the demon seed means life and death."

"Planting a demonic seed, thinking about life and death..."

"What a magical technique..." Xu Sanyan whispered to himself.

In the introduction of this method, a large number of uncertain words such as "maybe" and "could" are used.

Because the human heart is extremely complex, no one knows what will happen in the next second. Although this technique is magical, it cannot completely control others.

It's more like some kind of subtle influence, just like Xu Sanyan planting the idea of ​​"you like me" in Meng Zhuer's heart,

This kind of thought will echo in Meng Zhuer's mind from time to time. As time goes by, Meng Zhuer may really fall in love with Xu Sanyan.

But it also pays attention to a probability, which does not guarantee success, and if you plant too outrageous ideas, you will not succeed.

For example, if Xu Sanyan plants the thought "I am your father" in Meng Zhuer's heart, he will definitely not succeed.

Even if Meng Zhuer really screams, it is only possible under certain specific circumstances, such as in bed...

And if the opponent is stronger than him, it will be difficult to be affected.

"nice one!"

Xu Sanyan was filled with joy. This technique was very difficult to practice. It was difficult to get started and even harder to practice it to the depths. But that was for others. For him, as long as he had enough "qi", there was no technique that he couldn't practice!

Xu Sanyan thought, and panels appeared in his eyes.

[Xu Sanyan]

[Age——20/380]

[Realm - Foundation Building Period (Perfection)]

[Exercise method - "The Sutra of True Peace and Elimination of Illusions" (Intermediate Level)]

[Spell - "Blood Demon Corpse Refining Technique" (Perfection). "Soul Condensation Technique" (Perfection). "The Lu Family's Spirit Refining" (Perfection) "Purple Mountain's Mind Technique" (Not yet started)...]

[Technique - round pile (perfect). Three tigers and dragon sword (perfection). Horsemanship (perfection)...]

[炁——400]

In the magic column, "Purple Mountain Heart Technique" is already listed, and can be improved with "Qi".

Moreover, "Qi" has also reached 400 points, all thanks to the spiritual stone. Xu Sanyan absorbs a spirit stone, which can increase two points of "qi". Now he still has more than 5,000 spirit stones in his hand, which is enough for him.

Most of these spiritual stones come from Dagushan, the storage bag of the elder of the Lu family.

Today, "Qi" is no longer his shackles, and he is no longer like before, working hard for a precious medicine.

"promote!"

As soon as the thought moved, the "Qi" dissipated like running water. In contrast, "Purple Mountain Zhongxinshu" has never been started, but has broken through to the entry level, elementary level, intermediate level, and perfection.

"Qi" stopped after consuming 380 points, with only 20 points left on the panel.

"It's done!"

Xu Sanyan looked happy and wanted to try the effect. He looked at Meng Zhuer who was packing things not far away. With a thought in his mind, a rune that seemed illusory and imaginary, full of complexity and difficulty, slowly condensed in the air.

Xu Sanyan injected the thought of "loyal to me" into it, and the runes were erratic and invisible to the naked eye, and were suddenly printed on Meng Zhuer's forehead.

Meng Zhuer's body suddenly became visibly sluggish, and then returned to normal without any abnormalities, but Xu Sanyan knew that it had an effect.

He could sense the rune in Meng Zhuer's body.

The lower the opponent's cultivation level, the stronger the effect of "Purple Mountain Mental Technique" will be. Meng Zhuer is only in the inner energy realm, and it is even more difficult for him to control it.

"Zhu'er." Xu Sanyan said.

"Senior...brother, you called me?"

Meng Zhuer felt that the word "senior brother" was a little awkward, and it seemed that she should use other names for Xu Sanyan.

"What should you call me?" Xu Sanyan's tone was flat, but in Meng Zhuer's ears, he sounded like the emperor of heaven, majestic and inviolable.

It was a feeling that went deep into her bones.

Meng Zhuer felt as if a voice sounded in her ears,

"Master... Master..."

Meng Zhuer slowly knelt on the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably. There was a consciousness in her heart that stopped her from doing so, but the pressure in her heart shattered that consciousness.

The greater the difference in cultivation between the caster and the recipient, the more difficult it is to resist.

The gap in strength was like an insurmountable mountain, pressing her down the mountain, unable to move.

"Come here." Xu Sanyan said.

Meng Zhuer came obediently.

"Hehe... Hahaha..."

Xu Sanyan's eyes lit up and he laughed wildly, unable to suppress the extreme excitement in his heart. This feeling of controlling the life and death of others made him tremble with excitement.

This feeling is different from the relationship between superiors and subordinates. It is more like the pressure of life level, the kind of "father beating son" that is natural and justified.

It's like... an ant hovering in the palm of his hand, every move is within his control.

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