I'm a demon cultivator

Three blue stone tablets about ten feet high were turned into powder one after another. After the three stone tablets were scattered in the dust, a long staff with some black flames flew towards Tan Shuchang.

Raising his hand to take it, the flames disappeared immediately. Tan Shuchang clearly felt that he could no longer activate this magic weapon as before, but at the same time he also felt that he could cultivate spirituality in this magic weapon.

This magic weapon has undergone a qualitative change.

It's like the difference between a golden retriever and a Tibetan mastiff. The former can be close to anyone, while the latter can only be close to its true owner.

After cultivating the spirituality in the magic weapon, Tan Shuchang became the true owner of this long staff magic weapon.

However, Tan Shuchang did not immediately nourish the spirituality in the magic weapon, but clasped his hands together and thanked the black shadow that was about to leave: "Thank you for teaching me the Dharma, but I wonder if you can tell me what this technique is called, because this is the first time in my life that I have seen such a high-level technique."

"This magic skill has a name, but you don't need to know it, because you can call it whatever you want." The black shadow said so.

The name "Black Shadow Immortal Secret Book" is quite famous in the world of immortal cultivation, especially in the ears of those ancestors. Since that battle, it can be described as thunderous.

However, if it is just for cultivation, it is fine.

Because this magic skill is very special. Before the cultivation is successful, it does not have the ability to transform into thousands of black shadows. Even when it is used, it looks like a sword cultivator.

There is no appearance of a magic cultivator!

Only when this magic skill is cultivated to perfection will it reveal the arrogance of the magic path.

Hearing the black shadow say this, Tan Shuchang was naturally surprised, but after a change of mind, he did not mention the magic skill again, but asked: "Then can you tell me the specific use of my chess piece?"

"Tujian Mountain has a righteous plan, and a son of destiny will appear. Originally, the black-hearted old man was planned to be a difficulty for the son of destiny, and at the same time, the black-hearted old man would also be the early protector of the son of destiny. But now that the black-hearted old man is dead, this part of the plan can only be abandoned." The black shadow said here, and looked at Tan Shuchang and stopped talking.

Seeing Tan Shuchang's state, he immediately understood, so after thinking for a while, he said: "Because I hindered Tujianshan's plan, I will complete the one difficulty of the son of destiny?"

"No!" The black shadow shook his head, and then the face without facial features suddenly cracked a mouth-like opening: "You are not a difficulty, you are just a stepping stone for the son of destiny to initially become famous in the top five realms. The seven generals of Qitian Pavilion are the appraisal of law, the appraisal of power, the appraisal of skills, the appraisal of formations, the appraisal of talismans, the appraisal of treasures and the appraisal of swords. Guess why you are the general of the appraisal of swords?"

After saying this, the black shadow immediately dispersed into thousands, drilled into the shadows where the sun could not reach, and disappeared without a trace.

This is the terrible thing about this "Black Shadow Immortal Secret Book".

The split black shadow is equivalent to a clone. Although it cannot replicate the magical means of the original body, it has its own mysterious magic skills to display.

The black fire attached to the black shadow can take away people's magic weapons, and the black shadow itself can directly damage people's souls by jumping on them. In addition, if it splits into thousands, it can immediately escape as long as there is a shadow, because it will return to its original body in an instant.

In addition, each black shadow is extremely powerful, and is not inferior to the hard-working "strong man" of the upper grade.

"Strong man" and "celestial maiden" are essentially living puppets, but they are different from the living puppets sacrificed by the magic monks in that both are divided into grades, that is, the common three grades of lower, middle and upper.

Among them, the upper-grade "strong man" and "celestial maiden" not only have a force of ten thousand kilograms with a single arm swing, but can also resist the lower-level magic weapons.

Some old-generation monks who have practiced for fifty or sixty years will be killed directly by this kind of upper-grade "strong man" if they are not prepared for a while.

However, Tan Shuchang had no intention of experiencing the power of this black shadow.

It was not because of the words before this black shadow left.

It was because what he had split out was not a black shadow!

A trickle of blood suddenly emerged from the ground, and four ferocious and tall figures also appeared. These figures exuded a fierce aura and were constantly struggling to escape from the blood.

These four evil ghosts were the four ghost messengers in the place where people and ghosts lived together.

However, despite the struggle of these four evil ghosts, they had actually been refined by Tan Shuchang. The reason for this, Tan Shuchang guessed, was related to the place where people and ghosts lived together, calling them.

After all, they were ghost messengers who were famous there, not ordinary evil ghosts in the copy.

And refining four evil ghosts naturally made Tan Shuchang's special ability stronger. So when the skills on the stone tablet echoed with his special ability, the power obtained from refining evil ghosts also increased Tan Shuchang's practice of this magic skill.

Sizzle!

Like the sound of thunder breaking through the sky, a blood-colored shadow stood up from the blood. After this blood-colored shadow appeared, the four ghost messengers immediately became three.

Then, another blood-colored shadow stood out from the blood.

At the same time, the number of refined ghost messengers was reduced to two.

Soon, four blood-colored shadows stood around Tan Shuchang, and in the blood, there was naturally no trace of ghost messengers.

Swish!

This was not the sound of the bloody shadow being nurtured again, but the weather, which was clear before, suddenly became cloudy, and where the leaden clouds overlapped, silver arcs began to flicker.

"This July sky is not much different from the June sky, it changes at any time..."

Tan Shuchang said casually, then put away the strange phenomenon around him, raised his hand to hold up an umbrella, and he walked down the mountain easily.

Like Tan Shuchang, a cultivator with more than ten years of skill cultivation can be immune to cold and heat, and these little rains can't fall on him at all.

But there is no need for this.

Although Tan Shuchang was walking, he took a step forward and followed with his back foot. He had only taken one step, but he was already dozens of feet away.

At this time, while walking, Tan Shuchang was thinking about the words that the black shadow said before leaving, and the intention of the black shadow to do so.

In this world, adults only have interests in their eyes.

The only people who can treat you well for no reason are your parents.

"So, excluding the possibility that this black shadow is my father, then he can only want to use me to do something. He taught me this magic skill and told me about the son of destiny. Is this to make the son of destiny fall when he comes to step on it?"

...

The land on the Black Heart Mountain side is overcast with thunder and lightning, while the land on the Tujian Mountain side is still sunny at this moment.

In the headmaster hall.

The headmaster of Tujian Mountain, the famous Nanjian Su Huanan, is frowning at this time.

"Headmaster, the son of destiny has been successfully led into the mountain gate by us. With the treasures left by the ancestors, this son of destiny has already had a good strength. The disciples with fifteen years of skills in the sect are not his opponents. Please rest assured, headmaster." An elder of Tujian Mountain thought that Su Huanan was worried about the lack of strength of the son of destiny, so he said this hurriedly.

After all, teaching the Son of Destiny to practice in the mountains is his current responsibility. If he doesn't make it clear, people will inevitably think that he is incompetent.

"It's not because of this matter. I have always been most confident in what Elder Chen does." Su Huanan sighed.

"Why is the head teacher so worried?"

"Elder Chen, you know that what I practice is the "Absolute Immortal Sword Classic", and this heavenly skill book is the most sensitive when it comes to sensing the most evil in the world. Just now, I felt that a very evil and fierce force was born between heaven and earth..."