Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

After buying the steamed buns, Xu Sanyan still had one pound and a half of soul left in his hand. This amount of soul was not even enough for him to sustain his losses, let alone strengthen his soul.

That's right, he wants to accumulate more souls to strengthen himself and prepare for breaking through to the soul refining realm!

Xu Sanyan took out the spirit stone and absorbed it while walking. The "Qi" on the panel rose steadily.

It is expected that in a few days, the "qi" needed to break through the lost path and reach perfection will be accumulated.

Suddenly, Zuo Qiuzhen exclaimed, pointed in the distance and shouted, "Sister... Holy Son, look!"

Xu Sanyan looked in the direction of her finger. A huge attic stood in a corner of the city. Its towering cornices and shabby appearance looked out of place with the surroundings.

Zuo Qiuhui murmured in a low voice, "This is... Moyang City?"

The attic of Moyang City appeared in this ghost city, and the integration of the two secret realms was much faster than the old man expected.

Xu Sanyan frowned and looked into the distance, took out the Mother Stone and sent a message to everyone,

"Gather near the attic"

This attic is so big that you can see it clearly even from outside the city, so you don't have to worry about anyone not being able to see it.

"Walk."

Xu Sanyan hurried over, thinking in his mind, does the appearance of the Moyang City building here mean that they can return there through the attic?

Anyway, go check it out and figure out what's going on.

Not only them, but all the indigenous people also discovered it, and many people rushed there out of curiosity.

…

The east corner of the city,

Fang Qingge successfully reunited with Luo Changtian and Mo Qianqian, but Luo Qingwei hadn't arrived yet because of the distance.

"It's too dangerous here. I want to take someone back and try to return. What do you think?" Fang Qingge was the first to speak. He also guessed the meaning of the appearance of the attic.

Luo Changtian nodded without hesitation, "Yes, I am also preparing for this."

As the eldest disciple of the Yongshan Qi Dao Sect, he is naturally responsible for his disciples. He only came here for one night, and no less than ten people lost contact. If he did not return, the whole army would probably be annihilated.

Mo Qianqian remained silent, the veil that covered her face rippled slightly with the breeze. After thinking for a moment, she slowly shook her head.

"I want to stay here!"

Although the tone was soft, it was extremely firm.

Although this place is dangerous, it can condense the soul. It is a rare treasure for the monks in the Lost Realm. She wants to give it a try!

She knows very well that treasures and techniques that enhance the soul have always been rare treasures of various sects. Not to mention outsiders, even the disciples of her own sect are difficult to obtain.

But treasures that are difficult to obtain from the outside world are everywhere here. Whether it is the food in the hands of vendors or the items randomly placed on the counters of merchants, they are all rare things.

Although there is a method for condensing the soul in Shangyin Mountain, it has little effect and takes a very long time. If there is no chance encounter, I don’t know when I can look forward to the gate of the soul refining realm.

Since the last battle, after Mo Qianqian saw the strength of other geniuses, she could not help but feel a sense of disparity in her heart. Whether it was Fang Qingge, Jingyi, Xu Sanyan, or Qi Liang, they were all above her in strength.

Although she looks like she has an indifferent temperament of "nothing bothers her", she is still a little proud inside. From childhood to adulthood, she has always been number one no matter what she does.

Now, she is not willing to be second to others!

So we should seize this opportunity.

Fang Qingge sighed secretly and did not persuade him. He could understand Mo Qianqian's mood. If it weren't for the disciples in the sect, he would actually want to stay and have a try.

pity……

Fang Qingge used the Mother Stone to send a message, telling everyone to change places to gather, and then she and Mo Qianqian cupped their hands.

"Take care, fairy."

"Yeah, so are you."

The two parties separated. Fang Qingge and Luo Changtian walked towards the attic. Mo Qianqian turned around and left. She wanted to find a way to earn souls.

At the corner of the street, Tu Wanshan stuck his head out and watched Mo Qianqian leave alone. He then turned to look at the attic in the distance, feeling uncertain in his heart.

He wanted to stay here to strengthen his soul, but he was also afraid of the danger.

But if he returns to Moyang City, he feels a little unwilling in his heart.

He also knows the importance of strengthening the soul. If the soul is strong enough, it can save a lot of time in the soul refining state.

Finally, he gritted his teeth secretly, got up and followed Mo Qianqian, but he was still unwilling to give up.

…

Zuo Qiu Shu took her second sister and seventh sister to the attic in the north of the city. She had received the message from her third sister Zuo Qiu Hui. She knew that staying here would continue to consume the power of the soul. If it was not replenished in time, her life might be in danger. .

She also knew that Third Sister and Sixth Sister had collided with Xu Sanyan again, and she learned all this information from Xu Sanyan.

"Oh, what a sin..."

Zuo Qiushu sighed, the favor he owed became deeper and deeper.

First, in Moyang City, the third and fourth sisters were cared for by Xu Sanyan. Later, in the alley, Xu Sanyan taught them how to escape.

Now the third sister and the sixth sister are following him, eating the steamed buns given by others, and conveying these messages...

What should she do if he makes any excessive demands?

This favor is getting deeper and deeper. As a last resort, I can only...

well,

The second eldest child, Zuo Qiuchen, was tall and wearing a pair of leather boots. He saw that the eldest sister was worried, so he asked,

"What's wrong, sis?"

Zuo Qiushu didn't know how to answer, so she could only shake her head.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke, "If I...are gone in the future, you must shoulder the responsibility of the eldest sister and take good care of all the sisters. If you have anything to do, discuss it with the third sister. You are impatient, so you are right to listen to the third sister."

Zuo Qiuchen was shocked when he heard this. He felt as if the eldest sister was explaining the funeral arrangements, and quickly asked, "Why did the eldest sister say this? But someone is coercing you?"

Zuo Qiuyi, who had been silent all this time, said, "Did the Holy Son of the Demon Sect coerce you?"

Zuo Qiuchen was furious, "So what if the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, I, Zuo Qiu, am not someone to be bullied. Sister, there is no need to worry. If we and the sisters work together, we may not be afraid of that demonic monster!"

Zuo Qiushu quickly grabbed her, "Don't be impulsive. I'm just saying it in case."

Zuoqiu Yi suddenly spoke again, "Xu Sanyan's strength is so strong that even the seven of us would be hard-pressed to match it."

"Hmph, what does it matter if you are strong, the worst is to die!" Zuo Qiuchen snorted coldly, showing no fear at all.

"Xu Sanyan is also a lustful person. He likes the eldest sister. If the eldest sister doesn't obey, he will resort to various methods..."

Before Zuo Qiu Yi finished speaking, Zuo Qiu Shu covered her mouth. Looking at the second sister who was almost furious, she pinched Zuo Qiu Yi hard again.

"Just shut your mouth."

Zuo Qiuchen stamped his feet, "Next time we meet, I will make him look good!"

Zuo Qiushu couldn't laugh or cry and hit her, "Shut up. You have helped me so many times. How come you have turned me into a heinous person?"

"Then what do you say about Brother Shen?"

Zuo Qiu Yi was not angry. Zuo Qiu Shen's death had a great impact on her. The two were similar in age and had always had a good relationship, but they died at the hands of Xu Sanyan.

Zuo Qiushu lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Forget about that matter, we are not opponents of the Demon Sect..."

She deliberately didn't mention this matter, hoping that her sisters would forget about it and not stroke Xu Sanyan's beard without knowing the importance of it.

After that battle, she deeply understood the gap in strength between the two sides. In other words, she was afraid.

He was afraid that his sisters would die in front of him.

Zuo Qiushu just turned the corner and saw a few people walking not far away. She was stunned for a moment.

"Xu Sanyan?"

"Third sister, sixth sister?"

"Sister?"