Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

The vast northwest was filled with yellow sand.

A caravan was moving forward with difficulty in the wind and sand.

"Xiao Wuzi, are you damn sure you didn't take the wrong road?" The leader of the caravan shouted.

A young man ran over with his face covered with gauze, "Second brother, don't worry, I have walked this road with the shopkeeper, it is definitely the right one. Although it is a bit longer, there are no horse bandits."

As soon as the voice fell, more than a dozen horses rushed out of the yellow sand, and horse bandits wearing sheepskin coats sat on their backs. They heard their excited howling from afar,

"Gee! Ouch, boys, business is coming."

The leader turned around suddenly and looked at Xiao Wuzi, "Is there no such thing?"

Xiao Wuzi's face turned pale, "I... I didn't have it last time."

More than a dozen horse bandits quickly surrounded the caravan, and a rider slowly walked out of it, wearing a fur hat on his head, black silk covering his mouth, revealing only a pair of narrow eyes, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Leave the things behind, and get out."

The man spoke slowly, his voice clear, and he sounded young.

The leader had a sad face, "Master, please leave us some, otherwise we won't be able to report back."

"If you don't get out, don't leave." The tone was cold, without any room for negotiation.

The leader saw that there were only a dozen people on the other side, and then looked back at the caravan of more than 50 people, and his heart was full of confidence, "We are all out to make a living, don't do things too much, this money is a filial piety to you, you raise your hands, let us go, how about it?"

As he said, he handed over a cloth bag.

The young horse bandit was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and waved his hand lightly, "Don't leave any."

"Ugh, kill them!"

The surrounding horse bandits suddenly became excited and rushed up waving their swords.

The leader's face changed, and he roared, "Damn it, brothers, fight them."

Instantly,

the yellow sand covered the sun, the rolling smoke and dust became more noisy, and the sound of weapons colliding mixed with shrill screams could be heard.

Two quarters of an hour later,

the young horse bandit wiped the blood on the long knife on the corpse beside him, and put the knife back into the sheath with a "clang".

"Go home."

The horse bandit who was busy looting the corpse squeezed out a wrinkled face, grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, "Hehe, every time I go out with the fourth master, I can meet a fat sheep."

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't need to tell you how much I should take according to the rules, right?" Xu Sanyan pulled off his kerchief and threw it away. It was stained with blood and smelled fishy.

"Hey, how dare I let the fourth master worry about this, we understand." Big Yellow Teeth smiled.

Although he killed people without blinking, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of this young man, and even had to speak carefully.

"Well, let's go."

Because of the cargo, the speed of returning was much slower.

Xu Sanyan rode back slowly on his horse, looking at the vast Gobi Desert, his heart was surging.

Since he came to this world half a year ago, he has been living in fighting every day. From the beginning when he couldn't even hold the knife steadily, to now he has become the fourth in command.

To have achieved what he has now, it is thanks to this panel that came through with him. With a thought in his mind, a transparent light curtain appeared in front of him.

[Xu Sanyan]

[Age——17/81]

[Realm——Refining Essence]

[Kung Fu——None]

[Spell——None]

[Skill——Round Pillar (Intermediate). Three Tigers Subduing Dragon Knife (Intermediate). Horse-Looking Technique (Intermediate). Excavator Repair and Maintenance (Beginner)...]

[Qi——2]

This "Qi" can slowly grow over time. When it reaches a certain amount, it can be used to improve cultivation.

As for the method of actively replenishing "Qi", he has not found it yet.

The skills of standing and swordsmanship were passed down to him by his adoptive father, the leader of the bandits, Wu Jue, who was known as "Three Swords Without Life".

Of course, he had more than one adopted son, but Xu Sanyan stood out from many competitors and became the fourth leader.

While thinking, the group crossed the earth slope and came to a mud village, which was their usual place of residence.

There were hundreds of chaotic mud houses next to each other, and the outermost wall was built with loess, which could prevent people from escaping and resist the wind and sand.

The wooden gate was blown by the wind and sand all year round, and it looked a bit rough. The bandits guarding the gate saw them from a distance and immediately came to greet them.

"The fourth master is back, and he made a lot of money on this business." One of them said enviously.

Dahuangya shivered as he took out a small piece of silver and threw it to him, baring his yellow teeth, "I'm happy today, so I'll give it to you."

The man caught it, "Hey, you old-fashioned guy, you only know how to follow the fourth master to pick up food."

Xu Sanyan looked up at the mummy dangling on the flagpole and frowned, "Find a place to throw it away, don't let it get in the way here."

The mummy was a swordsman, who was also famous in the northwest. He challenged Wu Jue to become famous, but he died before he could even withstand the second knife.

After that, it was hung here to dry. It has been more than a month, floating there every day, like a ghost.

"Okay, throw it away now." Dahuangya took action immediately.

Xu Sanyan ignored them and rode towards the village.

He looked at the goods, most of which were silk, porcelain, and some herbal medicines. It was worth several hundred taels, which was quite a lot.

He crossed an empty square and came to the lobby in the center of the village.

It is called a lobby, but in fact it is just an empty room made of yellow earth bricks with a few tables and chairs randomly placed there. It is where they usually hold meetings.

Xu Sanyan got off the horse, handed the horse rope to the person beside him, and walked inside. The big boss Wu Jue and the second boss Liu Hong were chatting there, and the third boss was nowhere to be found.

Seeing Xu Sanyan coming back, Wu Jue nodded, "How was this trip?"

"Not bad." Xu Sanyan picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all.

"Well, wait for the third boss to come back, and we'll do something big." Wu Jue said.

"Where to go?" Xu Sanyan glanced sideways.

"Dafeng Town!"

"Attack Dafeng Town?"

Xu Sanyan was full of surprise, almost thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Dafeng Town is more than 30 miles south of the mountain village, not far or near, and the distance is appropriate, but Dafeng Town has thousands of officers and soldiers stationed there. With just the more than 100 people in their village, isn't it obvious that they are sending their heads?

"Just us?" Xu Sanyan still asked.

Wu Jue shook his head, "Of course not only, you will know when the time comes."

Xu Sanyan saw that he could not get anything out of her, so he shook his head and said no more, turning to walk towards his house.

As the fourth in command, he had his own independent courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, a young and beautiful girl came up to him, taking off his bloody clothes and asking with concern,

"Master, are you hurt?"

Xu Sanyan waved his hand, "It's okay, get some food."

"I'll go right away." The girl said and walked towards the kitchen.

Xu Sanyan watched the girl's fat butt twisting and turning, and a trace of anger rose in his heart.

The girl's name is Xiuhe, and he had just snatched her not long ago, and the novelty has not worn off yet.

Xu Sanyan has become accustomed to such a life, snatching whatever he needs, snatching women, snatching money, snatching things, and snatching anything he likes.

If you don't snatch, no one will take the initiative to give it to you. Even his position as the fourth in command was snatched from many competitors.

The six months in the bandit den had long since gotten rid of the cowardly side of his heart. If he wanted to survive here, he had to be ruthless!

More ruthless than others!

Make them fear you, respect you, and dare not look you in the face!

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