If you become a monster, you will succeed

Feng Xue flipped through the "Strategy" in her hand while walking, and a little thought appeared in her eyes. According to the book, the exercises practiced by this demon cultist are fundamentally different from those of ordinary martial arts practitioners. The exercises are not written. Instead, it uses a method similar to teaching exercises to teach.

There have also been righteous chivalrous men who pretended to surrender to the enemy in exchange for information, but once they practiced this demon sect technique, their temperament would change drastically, and even their original beloved relatives and friends would be killed at will like crushing ants.

Therefore, even after fighting for more than two hundred years, there is still no accurate cognition, and we can only reluctantly divide it into four categories of "evil Gu, demon and poison" according to the characteristics it exhibits.

However, no matter what type they are, these exercises all have a common feature, that is, they are extremely corrosive. As long as ordinary people get a little bit of them, they will be infected by demonic nature and become cruel and bloodthirsty monsters. , It doesn't take a few confrontations to become infected with demonic nature and turn into a master-devouring demon soldier. Only when you step into the realm of a master can you rely on the "No Leakage True Gang" to resist this kind of erosion.

"It's strange that you have to become a master and you can't go down the mountain... After all, martial arts are not fairy arts. It is almost impossible to not be touched in battle... Well, those officers and soldiers with crossbows can also understand. To deal with demon cult monsters, Also, long-range weapons such as crossbow bolts can avoid being corroded."

Feng Xue savored the meaning between the lines, although he still lacked a concept for this somewhat abstract description, but with the four words "evil gu, demon poison", it is not difficult to imagine the evil nature of this kind of practice.

Generally speaking, the zhenqi of this demon cultivator may have characteristics similar to "life and death talisman" and "transformation power", which can directly invade the enemy's body and cause internal damage, and even have some spiritual pollution effects .

And the so-called master is not a certain level of combat power as he thought before, but more like a certification of the quality of internal power, as long as he can cultivate "no leaks", that is, the degree of not being polluted by demonic energy, he can called a master.

After these contents, the pamphlet also mentioned some little knowledge, such as what kind of taverns you can enter, what kind of temples you can't live in, how fellows in the world can quickly identify whether the other party is normal or not, and so on.

In all fairness, this is definitely a very practical tutorial for beginners. If the content described in it is true, as long as you read it carefully, you can avoid many minefields that are easy for novices to touch. Unfortunately, Feng Xue feels that most The people from the rivers and lakes who came here are probably not the type who can read it patiently.

Of course, this also requires the contents of the book to be true.

"However, judging by the atmosphere here, if there is a hole in the brochures, they should have been found out long ago, right?"

Feng Xue murmured in her heart, but the strange talk gradually took shape.

He didn't intend to stay overnight in Yumen, but walked straight towards the north gate, as long as he passed there, it was equivalent to stepping into the range of Yanzhou.

Seeing that Feng Xue was going out so late, the soldiers guarding the gate immediately stopped her:

"Young man, it's getting late now, why not spend the night in the city before entering Yanzhou."

Hearing the soldiers' persuasion, Feng Xue showed a sunny smile, shook her head and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, but what I cultivate is the way of an assassin, and the dark night is the home field of my sect."

Seeing what Feng Xue said, the soldiers couldn't stop trying to dissuade her, but the moment she walked out of the north gate of Yumen, Feng Xue felt the difference in the atmosphere.

Different from the relaxed atmosphere at the south gate facing Sizhou, besides the two teams of crossbowmen guarding the gate, there are also two foreign masters outside the north gate. After a few meters, Feng Xue began to notice the secret whistles.

Either hidden in the top of a tree, or hidden in a boulder, if it weren't for the protection of the heart of the mirror to perceive the emotions of the surrounding intellectual life, he would not even be able to find these secret whistles.

"This is just out of Yumen. I really don't know how tense the border between Yanzhou and Qingzhou is."

Feng Xue murmured in her heart, but followed the guidance in the pamphlet and started walking towards the first village.

Nowadays, there are almost no civilians in Yanzhou, and most of the villages here are strongholds rebuilt by martial artists from various factions. Teach the demon to escort the supply line of the Qingzhou defense line.

What is commendable is that this world does not seem to have the phenomenon of "tightening the front and tightness from the rear". Although the protected people in Sizhou do not have to face a large number of demons and monsters, they undertake logistical tasks. The defense lines of the entire Yanzhou and Qingzhou The logistics are all provided by Sizhou.

But it was probably because Feng Xue was a stranger and didn't have enough "trust", otherwise, when he was out of the city, the advice given by those soldiers would not be to rest for a night, but to go out of the city with the food transportation team.

Of course, Feng Xue doesn't care about this, he really wants to meet the legendary Demon Cult monster, but he doesn't know whether it's good luck or bad luck, until a roadside wild shop appeared in his vision, and he still didn't know what to do. Meet the legendary Demon Cult demon.

This wild store is a bit like a gas station on the roadside of the highway in the world. It is just set up beside the road, and the word "wine" is hung on a big flag. When Feng Xue saw it, the first thought came to his mind. It's Maggie Cheung... Ah bah, it's the Dragon Inn.

To be reasonable, no one would think it normal for such an inn to pop up in this kind of place, except for a fool like Tang Seng, but Feng Xue saw two marks under the banner with the word "wine".

"..." Feng Xue took out the booklet and compared it twice to confirm that the two marks were correct. Then she grinned and walked into the inn, but as the not heavy wooden door was pushed open, pairs of eyes fell on the inn. The moment he was on him, Feng Xue only felt that she was probably being tricked.

Because out of the ten people sitting in this hotel, eight of them don't look very human.

The person sitting at the innermost table is a very typical image of a strong man + a swordsman. His left hand extends from the elbow to the bottom. It is a thick and slippery tentacle with a few barbs on it, and an unknown thread wrapped around it. Is it that the leg of lamb is delivered to the mouth?

At the table by the window is a man and a woman. The man has eight eyes on his face, each of which is blinking independently. One look makes people feel physically uncomfortable. The woman is better, but the cheek is cracked. There were three bloodstains, but looking at the granulation wriggling with the movement of chewing in the mouth, it gave people a feeling that the san value dropped sharply.

The position near the door is about a swordsman, with a fierce sword aura, but it looks like a skinny mummy, with a pair of big and round eyes, giving people the feeling of a deep-sea creature.

The man in front of the counter who was probably the accountant was even more outrageous, with twenty fingers on his left hand, he was skillfully manipulating three abacus, while his right hand was glued to a pen, and he was writing something on the account book in a strange posture.

And at the table in the middle of the hall, three men with no facial features at all, only a horrible mouthpart like a lamprey with countless sharp teeth (doubtful) are sitting in front of the hot pot, constantly stuffing various hot ingredients into their mouths inside.

With such a scene of demons dancing wildly, Feng Xue had the feeling of entering the monster cafeteria for a while, and almost subconsciously pressed her hand on the handle of the Holy Mother of Disintegration, but before he could make a move, the sword of the mummy-like swordsman at the door Feng had already suppressed his knife handle, while the only two normal people in the room waved at him and said:

"Don't get excited for the newcomers. We are all of the same class. If you look carefully, there is no mutation in us..."

"You still call it no mutation? I'm a little curious about the style of 'mutation'..."