Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

The next morning, Xu Sanyan followed Luo Yu and a large group of people to Tongxin Mountain. The battle for the Holy Son would begin today.

Tongxin Mountain was very lively at this moment. Many people stood in the wide square, forming a circle according to their own small groups.

There were three groups standing in the front, one of which had the largest number of people, about 40 people, which should be the Qiliang faction of Tongxin Mountain.

There was another group of people standing on their left, about 30 people, both men and women, all wearing blood-red robes, full of murderous aura, which should be the Xuelian Mountain Tuwanshan faction.

There were more than 20 people on the other side, mostly women, but with different styles, some were charming and seductive, and some were fairy-like, which should be the Mengdie faction of Hehe Mountain.

After that, there were groups of different sizes, all with about a dozen people, and the smallest group had only eight people.

Xu Sanyan stood in the middle of the crowd, looking up at the three people facing them, two men and one woman, one of whom was the crazy Taoist who had kidnapped him to the mountain, holding a wine gourd and pouring wine into his mouth.

These three people were the three hall masters of Tongxin Demon Sect, namely the hall master of the Xuelian lineage, Heyu Zunzhe. The hall master of the Hehuan lineage, Hua Gu. And the hall master of the Chixin lineage, the crazy Taoist.

This time, the battle for the Holy Son was hosted by the three of them. As for the sect master, Xu Sanyan had never seen him. According to Chi Yu, the sect master had not appeared for nearly a hundred years.

The crazy Taoist kept pouring wine into his mouth, and I don’t know how much his small gourd could hold, but it was never empty.

Hua Gu was only busy fiddling with the nails in her hands, and even waved to call the disciples behind her to her front. The two of them discussed something in a low voice around the nails, and covered their mouths and laughed from time to time.

Venerable He Yu looked at the two unreliable people beside him, sighed helplessly, and said loudly, "I think you all understand the rules, so I won't go into details. There is only one restriction this time, you are not allowed to use spiritual treasures."

Xu Sanyan whispered to Chi Yu beside him, "Brother Chi, what is a spiritual treasure?"

Chi Yu replied in a low voice, "Some powerful magic weapons, such as our Holy Sect's treasure, the Demon Suppression Tower, are spiritual treasures."

"Demon Suppression Tower?" Xu Sanyan was stunned. Aren't they the Demon Sect?

I suppress myself?

Chi Yu seemed to see his confusion and explained, "The Demon Suppression Tower was originally the treasure of the "Heavenly Will Demon Subduing Temple", which was snatched away by us, so we still don't get along with those bald donkeys."

Xu Sanyan understood. You robbed someone's treasure, and you still expect them to treat you with courtesy?

"The battle for the Holy Son will end in a year, no matter what the final result is." Venerable He Yu waved his hand, "Go."

"Yes."

Everyone went down the mountain one by one, and Xu Sanyan saw familiar faces in the crowd. They were the two people he saw when he first entered the mountain gate, one tall and one short, a pair of good friends.

The person at the front of the group was wearing a gray robe. He looked about forty years old, with a gloomy face. His eyes swept around from time to time, and I don't know what he was thinking.

The tall and short two people guarded Chilong Mountain at the beginning, so they must be people from the Chixin lineage. Since they appeared here, they must have participated in this battle for the Holy Son. They are not from Luo Yu's lineage, but from Zhou Longsheng's lineage. This is easy to guess.

Xu Sanyan turned his head and looked at the three hall masters. He inadvertently made eye contact with the crazy Taoist. The crazy Taoist had a dazed look in his eyes, and seemed to pull the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled at him gently.

Xu Sanyan turned back quickly, not daring to look him in the face. If such a great monk felt offended, he would deserve to be killed.

At this moment, Qi Liang, who was at the front, stopped and turned to look at everyone. Everyone looked at him, not knowing what he was going to do.

Qi Liang's handsome face showed a hint of arrogance. He was stared at by everyone without a trace of guilt. Instead, he said, "I only want the first token. I hope you can take care of yourself."

Everyone looked at each other. Even from the perspective of paper strength, Qi Liang's side was undoubtedly the strongest side in this battle for the Son of God, but it was too arrogant.

Tu Wanshan curled his lips in disdain, "Heh... Everyone is not scared, what's the point of saying these? Do you still expect someone to get the Son of God's token and give it to you?"

Mengdie lifted her sleeves to cover her mouth and chuckled, feeling that what Tu Wanshan said was very interesting.

Qi Liang was not angry, but smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth raised, and turned away.

The purpose of his saying this was to declare that he only wanted a token, so that everyone would not unite to deal with him first. Although he seemed to be the strongest, he could not withstand the siege.

Although everyone present seemed very young, in fact, except for Xu Sanyan, the youngest were in their fifties or sixties. Some of the superficial arrogance might just be a disguise.

As teams entered the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain one after another, the battle for the Son of God officially began.

Xu Sanyan and his party followed Luo Yu to the depths. Although the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain was very large, the three hall masters could not hide the Son of God token too secretly. If no one could find it, the battle for the Son of God would lose its meaning.

Luo Yu took out a compass from his arms. Xu Sanyan glanced at it and saw that the three pointers on the compass were of different lengths, pointing to different directions.

Chi Yu had followed Luo Yu the longest and knew some of his methods. He whispered to Xu Sanyan, "This is Brother Luo's treasure. It can sense the breath of monsters. There are countless monsters in Wanmo Mountain. We should try to avoid them."

Xu Sanyan nodded. The fight had just begun and no one wanted to hurt themselves.

Before the Saint Son Order was revealed, everyone could still maintain a superficial peace. Once the first Saint Son Order was found, the fight would immediately intensify.

Xu Sanyan followed the crowd and glanced at Xiangtan. He wanted to see what this girl was going to do.

Xiangtan also found Xu Sanyan looking at her, stretched out her rosy tongue and licked her lips, blinking mischievously.

Luo Yu stopped and walked to the other side, saying to Chi Yu behind him, "Junior Brother Chi, remember, there is a foundation-building beast ahead."

"Okay, senior brother." Chi Yu marked a stroke on the simple map.

As he went deeper, Luo Yu became more cautious. There were countless monsters in the depths of Wanmo Mountain, and there were even many monsters in the maze and even soul-refining realms. He had to be careful.

Monsters are roughly divided into eight levels, corresponding to the refining realm to the fusion realm. Cultivators are usually used to dividing them according to their own realms, which is more intuitive.

Xu Sanyan looked up at the sky. The day passed quickly, and the mountain became darker. From time to time, a few monsters flew by.

Luo Yu whispered, "The monsters will be more active after dark, let's find a place to hide for the night."

Everyone had no objection. When it comes to their own safety, it's not too much to be cautious.

"Let's do it here, Junior Brother Chi." Luo Yu pointed to an open space not far away.

Chi Yu nodded, took out a square array plate from his storage bag, and chanted the spell. The array plate emitted a bright white light, which instantly enveloped everyone, and then the light gradually converged.

Chi Yu's face turned pale visibly, and he hurriedly took out a pill and put it in his mouth, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed to regulate his breathing.

Xiang Tan walked at the end of the crowd, his eyes flashing, and quietly took out a jade stone the size of a fingernail from his storage bag, turned his wrist, and the jade stone was bounced far away.

If Xu Sanyan hadn't been staring at her, it would have been difficult to notice her little move.