Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

A mountainous area sparsely populated by people.

Hundreds of feet underground there is a man-made cave. At this moment, there are several cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage sitting cross-legged in meditation in the cave.

Although they said they were meditating, everyone looked unhappy. They were all covered in dust and dirt, like laborers who had just worked in a mine.

"I don't know what's going on in the outside world. Do we, as Yuanying cultivators, have to hide underground for the rest of our lives?

This is really too aggrieved, it would be better to go out and fight those celestial beings to the death!! "

Some monks were so depressed that they couldn't help but complain.

"It would be nice to be able to hide forever!"

"I'm afraid I can't hide for a few more years."

There were also cultivators who smiled bitterly, then leaned against the cave wall, and said with a numb face: "Once the thirty-year period is up, the formation that suppresses the celestial beings will disappear. By then, the celestial beings can recover their cultivation, and their spiritual thoughts will be unimpeded. It will be easy for them to find us.

So in my opinion, we don’t have many years left to live.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire cave became extremely quiet, and despair began to grow and spread in the hearts of every cultivator.

They are all Nascent Soul cultivators, and were once the ancestors and elders of the major sects and forces in the Divine Realm. Which one of them was not a top boss with a great reputation, overlooking the entire cultivation world?

But in this Feipeng Secret Realm, the pride in their hearts was completely destroyed by the celestial beings who came from the lower world. They lost even the courage to fight head-on and could only hide underground like rats, feeling terrified.

"I don't know what happened to those demon cultivators. I'm afraid they are the most numerous in the entire secret realm now."

"Yes, now the only ones we can count on are those demon tribes..."

"Heh...how ironic!"

"I never thought that after countless years of fighting the demon race, we humans would eventually have to place our hopes of survival on those monsters!!"

The monks gritted their teeth, their faces showing helplessness and bitterness.

At this moment, they finally realized that perhaps many of the things humans had done in the past might not be as just as they imagined.

"Everyone, today's gods are like sharp blades hanging over your heads, and even more so over the heads of all the people in the entire Nine Continents. Do you still think that we are evil monsters?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the cave, and then three figures appeared in the eyes of the cultivators.

"What a terrifying demonic aura!"

The monks were shocked when they saw this, and looked at the three figures that suddenly appeared with vigilance.

They were naturally Mo Fan and his group.

With the map provided by the Master and Mo Fan's understanding of the power of earth, it was not difficult to find these guys hiding underground.

"The prince of the Hundred Thousand Mountain Demon Clan, the Lord of Black Wind Mountain, Lai Bao greets all of you fellow Taoists!"

Mo Fan bowed slightly, and then said indifferently: "You human cultivators often talk about slaying demons and eliminating evil, and believe that demons are all evil, but in this battle of hunting the sky, the greatest demon in Jiuzhou, Sha Yuchen, died for saving sentient beings, and the three great demon sects all died for justice!

Even in my demon clan, many elders also died at the hands of gods for the sake of the sentient beings of Jiuzhou.

Now, whether you can survive, and whether all living beings in the entire Jiuzhou can survive, depends on us, the demon race.

So I would like to ask you, what is good and what is evil?

If the demons in the world are evil, then they died to protect all living beings in the world, so can they still be considered evil? ! "

Mo Fan's voice was not loud, but it was deafening at this moment, leaving all the human Yuanying cultivators in the cave speechless.

"There is no absolute good or evil in the world, so why do you have to force it?"

One cultivator gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Fan with bloodshot eyes.

"There is no absolute good or evil?"

Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and sneered, "When your race was strong, didn't you see someone put forward such a view? When was it not a matter of slaying all the demons?"

"Now that you are weak, you think it is natural to do so. This is really ridiculous!"

"What do you want to do?!"

The cultivators of the human race all looked at Mo Fan coldly, and one of them said in a deep voice: "My fellow Daoist, putting aside the grudges between our two races, our biggest enemy now is those celestial beings in the lower realms. As long as the celestial beings in the lower realms don't die, we and all the sentient beings in the Nine Continents will never have peace!

I believe that fellow Taoists do not want to die in the civil war in Jiuzhou, right? "

"Died in the Civil War?"

Mo Fan rolled his eyes, looked at the human cultivators, and said bluntly: "Are you worthy?"

"you……!!"

All the cultivators were furious, but they were intimidated by the pressure from the two demon saints, Fire Phoenix and Xuanming, so they dared not speak out.

"Forget it. This emperor's son is not looking for trouble with you, and my prejudice against the human race is not as big as you think. What the Taoist friend said just now is very right. Now we are in the same boat, and the enemies we face are the same heavenly beings, so I don't want to bother with you too much.

At least at this moment, you are still considered as the heroes of Jiuzhou, so I will not only not make things difficult for you, but also take you away from here."

Mo Fan looked at everyone, and his tone gradually became calm.

At the beginning, he was indeed angry towards these human cultivators. After all, they were driven underground by the celestial beings, and they still had prejudices against the demon race.

However, when he thought of the tragic scene of the mountain masters of the Upside-Down Mountain sacrificing their lives for the people of the world, Mo Fan's anger naturally faded.

He asked everyone what good and evil were, but in fact he did not have an absolute answer in his mind.

If there is, it must be selfish, not correct.

Hearing that Mo Fan would take them away, the cultivators were both nervous and excited. One old man asked in a deep voice, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, but I want to ask, what's going on outside? How did you find us?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the cultivators looked at Mo Fan and the three demons.

"The situation outside is still optimistic. There are only 28 celestial beings left in the lower realm, and the number of cultivators of our demon race far exceeds that of celestial beings, so we have the advantage!"

Mo Fan smiled slightly and continued, "As for finding you, it's easy. My demon clan has its own magical powers to track you down."

The cultivators looked better after hearing this. The old man looked at Huo Huang and Xuan Ming and asked, "Have you two Taoist friends broken through to the Saint Realm?"

"Not bad!"

"You old man have good taste!"

Xuan Ming grinned, but it made the old man's face twitch.

Since Xuan Ming broke through the Saint Realm, he has become younger. Judging from his appearance, he is only in his prime, but he looks much younger than the old man.

"According to what Brother Heifeng said, doesn't it mean that the number of people from your demon clan who have broken through to the saint realm now far exceeds twenty-eight?" A human cultivator spoke in a trembling voice.

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is not funny at all. My demon race's Saint Realm is equivalent to your human race's Divine Transformation Realm. How can it be so easy to break through?

So far, as far as I know, there are only two demon saints like us." Fire Phoenix said calmly.

Upon hearing this, all the monks looked at each other, and finally looked at Mo Fan in unison.

"Then why did Fellow Daoist Heifeng just say that we have the advantage? Is he teasing us?" A cultivator snorted coldly.

"I'm right, three against thirty, the advantage is still in my hands!"

"Oh, by the way, now it's three against twenty-eight!"

Mo Fan grinned, revealing two rows of white fangs, and looked at the monks with a smile.

"I believe that with the participation of fellow Taoists, our advantages will become more obvious!"