Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

He felt that Liu Wanjun was quite magical, and they might have a chance to meet again in the future.

Looking at Xu Sanyan's receding back, Liu Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief and touched the wound on her back, which had stopped bleeding.

Then she took out the heart in her arms. She always felt that she had an inexplicable connection with this heart.

After a little thought, she reached out to unbutton her collar, revealing her round and upright rabbit. She looked down at her heart, and there was no scar there.

She didn't know if this was her heart. Since she woke up, she couldn't feel her heart beating, didn't need to breathe, and didn't need to eat.

It seemed to be between the boundaries of life and death, like being alive, and like being dead...

...

Xu Sanyan took out the token to determine the direction, set out on the road again, and took out the book Liu Wanjun gave him from his arms to read.

I don't know what material this book is made of. It's not paper, but it looks like the skin of some animal. When I opened it, a line of big characters came into my eyes.

"Resurrecting the dead by borrowing lives is an act against heaven."

Continue to read,

"This method is against the harmony of heaven, no one has succeeded, and those who come after should be cautious."

No one has succeeded, which means no one knows what will happen!

The back is densely packed with many taboos of this method, and there are many formations that match each other. Xu Sanyan was confused.

This formation is profound and far from being learned overnight.

Xu Sanyan has no interest in this way, and is not prepared to learn it. Instead, he took out three things found in the secret room.

A long sword, a token, and a book.

First, open the book,

"I was originally an elder of Shangyin Mountain. I started my journey at the age of thirteen. I entered the inner energy realm at the age of nineteen, the heavenly realm at the age of twenty-seven, and finally entered the foundation-building realm at the age of sixty-eight."

"After building the foundation, I realized the vastness of the world, and my heart to seek the Tao became more determined. At the age of one hundred and thirty-seven, I entered the realm of lost Tao."

"To be lost in Tao is to seek Tao. You must work hard on the Tao you choose and cannot change it, otherwise your cultivation will not improve at all. I practiced the Tao of formations. I have been searching for more than five hundred years, and finally stepped into the realm of soul refining at the age of six hundred and fifty."

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows. The old man was more than six hundred years old before he refined his soul?

"My fellow disciples praised me for my extraordinary talent, and even gave me a chance to see the Hexu realm. I am full of ambitions, and I am confident that the Hexu realm is easy to reach. However, at the end of my life, I have not yet touched the door of Hexu."

"It's difficult, difficult, difficult! I am unwilling to accept this. After thousands of years of practice, I can't escape the yellow earth. I am unwilling to accept this!"

The old man's resentment can be felt through his handwriting, and there is a sense of loss of hatred and powerlessness.

It's like a group of beautiful girls took off their clothes and lined up in a row, seducing him with coquettish gestures. Obviously, he has been burning with desire in his heart, but he can only satisfy his powerlessness with his eyes.

"Tsk tsk..."

Continue flipping through the pages,

"So, leave a book. If you are lost after reincarnation, you can use it to find your own memory and continue your immortal fate. This token is the entrance token to Shangyin Mountain. You can enter Shangyin Mountain with this token."

"This sword is the spiritual weapon for me to cultivate both my body and my soul. When practicing the skills of our sect, you can take it into the sea of ​​qi to nourish it..."

Xu Sanyan understood. No wonder he couldn't use the blue and red swords before. It turns out that he needs the corresponding skills and needs to nourish it.

Closing the book, Xu Sanyan thought to himself, "Shangyin Mountain..."

This sect should be stronger than the Guangyuan Sect he is going to. Lan Yue had said before that the leader of Guangyuan Sect was only in the Soul Refining Realm, while this national teacher was only an elder of Shangyin Mountain, but he was already in the Soul Refining Realm.

Comparing the two, it is clear who is stronger and who is weaker.

Xu Sanyan took out the token and poured his magic power into it, but there was no reaction.

"Huh... isn't it right?" Xu Sanyan turned the token curiously. Why is it different from the one in Guangyuan Sect?

This token seems to be just a token, without any other functions.

Xu Sanyan put it away disappointedly. It seems that he still has to go to Guangyuan Sect first.

…………

Time passed quickly, and more than a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Xu Sanyan held the horse with one hand and took out the token to check. The journey was already halfway through. According to the current pace, it would take about three months to arrive.

The closer he got to Zhongzhou, the more active the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became. The Qi State where he was before was really a barren land.

At this moment, it was already dusk. Xu Sanyan looked up and saw a temple not far ahead. It looked very luxurious in the dusk, and the golden tower was shining brightly in the afterglow.

The temple covers a large area, roughly estimated to be nearly 100 acres. It is surrounded by a wall made of bluestone, and a plaque is hung high on the two vermilion gates.

"So rich!" It was the first time that Xu Sanyan had seen a temple of this size.

He had walked for several days without a rest, and he could bear it, but the horses could not bear it, so Xu Sanyan decided to stay overnight tonight, rest up, and get enough energy before continuing on his way.

As he got closer, he saw three big characters written on the plaque above,

"Miaoyin Temple"

"Nunnery?" Xu Sanyan raised his eyelids. Such a big temple turned out to be a nunnery?

Creak--

Suddenly, the door of the temple opened by itself. Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows and looked inside. There was no one in the temple, but the ground was covered with dead branches and fallen leaves. It seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

At this time, a breeze blew, and the fallen leaves on the ground fluttered, revealing a path extending inward, as if inviting him in.

"Hmm?"

Xu Sanyan's eyes condensed. He didn't feel anything just now.

No one was seen, and there was no mana fluctuation. It was as if a gust of wind was really blowing away the fallen leaves.

But he knew that this was impossible. How could there be such a coincidence?

Xu Sanyan retreated cautiously. You can't enter this place. It's too evil.

"call……"

The treetops swayed gently with the sound of wind, the sun completely set in the sky, and the earth fell into darkness.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind,

"Why is this layman here?"

Xu Sanyan suddenly turned around and saw not far behind him, an old nun in plain monk's robes, twisting Buddhist beads in her hands and looking at him with a kind face.

He was completely unaware!

Xu Sanyan swallowed, suppressed his violently beating heart, and said calmly, "I was passing by here when I saw the splendor and majesty of the temple. I was amazed for a moment, so I'm leaving now."

The nun stood with one hand in front of her chest and said, "It's getting late now, so why not stay here for a night? It won't be too late to leave tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from the temple, "Abbott nun, you are back."

Xu Sanyan's pupils dilated and he turned around quickly. In front of the temple, he saw two young nuns cleaning fallen leaves. Judging from their appearance, they were no more than ten years old.

Xu Sanyan was shocked, had he really seen a ghost?

When did two more people appear behind you?

His perfect foundation-building cultivation seemed to be fake, and no one behind him noticed it!