I'm a demon cultivator

"As for whether he is from Tujian Mountain, I am not 100% sure, but one thing I am sure of is that the person holding the sword has a very unusual identity." Dong Dong continued with an expressionless expression on his face.

"You don't need to tell me this, I can see it, such a big flying sword..."

Tan Shuchang stretched out his hand and pointed slightly.

"The whole body is only made of Kuishui elites and Taiyi fine gold. It's really a huge investment!" The little girl still had a dull face, as if her face was paralyzed, but her tone at this time suddenly became a little bit insignificant. Check changes.

"Why do I feel like you know who he is?" Tan Shuchang heard it very keenly.

Although the technique he is now majoring in has changed from "Blood Refining Lotus Technique" to "The Immortal Sutra of Fighting Evils", Tan Shuchang can still maintain some of the lotus mark characteristics of the former.

After all, the ultimate state of the "Blood Refining Lotus Technique" is represented by forming a self-contained formation to refine and kill living beings!

If you can't even control the surrounding areas, how can you form a formation?

Because it was impossible to plant a lotus mark here, Tan Shuchang's perception of the surroundings was much blurred.

For example, like the time he met the old man, Tan Shuchang could clearly sense the old man's appearance and powerful energy. But with his current perception, Tan Shuchang could only sense that there was someone lurking nearby.

In addition, more information about the other party is completely invisible.

But it was completely enough to sense the change in this little girl's tone at this time.

"I don't know!"

Dong Dong frowned, raised his head slightly, and looked at Tan Shuchang: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Well, you don't know..."

Tan Shuchang responded perfunctorily, because it made it clear that she knew who the other party was, but it was not convenient to tell her directly.

And in this world, how many people can make it difficult for the eldest lady of the Dong family to speak directly?

She even wrote him the detailed layout of Tu Jianshan's righteous plan for hundreds of years.

"Um?"

Thinking of this, Tan Shuchang's heart suddenly moved.

Could it be that it's not that it's hard to speak up, but that it's hard to speak up to him?

"The son of destiny in Tujianshan who has a great plan?" Tan Shuchang asked softly.

Dong Dong glanced at Tan Shuchang when he heard this, but she had not spoken yet.

But her action can basically be regarded as an answer.

Tan Shuchang understood, and while being surprised, he couldn't help but sigh. He was surprised because he didn't expect that his stepping stone would meet this destiny's son so soon. And I lament that this is because - the Son of Destiny is indeed the Son of Destiny! Look at this splendid scene, it’s just a matter of bringing a magic weapon to Anxin Shanhui, and he’s going to do it right away!

The only one who dares to deny Luojiashan face is the Son of Destiny!

He is indeed a character that Tu Jianshan has planned for hundreds of years!

Look at this style, this pomp, this majesty, this is really beyond the reach of a small casual cultivator like him!

"So, if I kill this son of destiny, Tu Jianshan will go crazy, right?" Tan Shuchang said tepidly, his expression was soothing, without any anger, and he even sounded a little gentle. .

However, as the only audience member who heard these words, Dong Dong looked a little unnatural, because she knew that even though this demon cultivator spoke softly, when it came time to strike, he would be more ruthless than anyone else.

Back on Black Heart Mountain, there was a second senior brother who was ranked ahead of this demon cultivator. He was known to be ruthless, killing his father, his mother, his relatives and his friends, abandoning love and love, just to cultivate a ruthless demon heart.

When she and several senior sisters heard about it in the Jianxia sect, they all thought that a second black-hearted old man was about to appear. As a result, when facing this demonic cultivator, the second senior brother of this demonic cultivator could only take a step back in many cases.

The one who said the gentlest words and dealt the cruelest hands was the demon cultivator next to her who could kill a thousand swords. Although she didn't see it, she was sure that before the black-hearted old man died, this demonic cultivator was definitely a "mentor" and didn't show any anger.

Therefore, Dong Dong advised in a low voice: "It's best not to leave, unless you can single out a hundred Nanjian Su and still be safe."

"One hundred Nanjian?"

Tan Shuchang was slightly shocked, and he couldn't help but ask: "There are so many people of this level in Tujian Mountain?"

Although Nan Jiansu Huan'an has not yet cultivated for a hundred years, his powerful strength has surpassed that of many century-old cultivators. Many people speculate that he has reached the level of the master of the Demon Sect back then.

But if this is really the case, then how come Tujianshan has been languishing until now after killing the master of the Demon Sect?

"Monks always practice for hundreds of years, and few can live for more than two years. One hundred and twenty years of life is already the limit for many practitioners, but Tujianshan is different. They are personally taught by Taoist ancestors. "One lineage." Dong Dong said with a small face.

Daozu is a character in the myth of Jiawu Realm.

It is said that one-third of the cultivation methods of Jiawu Realm came from this person's re-transmission.

Why repost?

It is the inheritance left by his disciples. After being acquired and practiced successfully, it is passed down.

Unexpectedly, this Disciple Jianshan was actually inherited from Tao Ancestor!

"If you tell it personally, it makes sense that there is such an incredible way to extend life..." Tan Shuchang said in a low voice, his expression somewhat enlightened.

One hundred and twenty years is the lifespan limit of most cultivators in the Jiawu Realm, but this is not the limit of this disciple from Jianshan Mountain. As for why those characters were silent, they were probably practicing meditation.

After all, at that age, if the power is lost too much, the body will be seriously injured.

For a cultivator who has practiced for a hundred years, when he is a hundred years old, he is at his peak. It is still the same when he is a hundred and one years old, and it is still the same when he is a hundred and two years old, but when he is a hundred and three years old, this peak will no longer exist.

It is not that the strength will drop sharply, and it will plummet by half at once, but when he is more than a hundred years old, even if the strength is still there, he dare not go all out.

This is the case for more than a hundred years old, not to mention those who are beyond the limit.

And just when Tan Shuchang was distracted by thinking, he suddenly felt a palpitation.

At the same time, a cry came: "Be careful! Get out of the way!"

Tan Shuchang had sensed it before the voice came, but even so, he had no time to dodge, because it was a fucking sword energy!

The sword cultivator is fast, and this sword energy is naturally no exception.

And it is better than the master.

Because in this world of immortal cultivation, the only thing that can be faster than the sword cultivator is the sword cultivator's sword energy!

Without hesitation, blood-colored afterimages appeared around Tan Shuchang, and then a blood-colored sharp sword with teeth interlaced pierced out from the void.

Clang!

Like a collision of flying swords, the two collided with each other. The strange-looking blood-colored sharp sword did not move at all, but the former was shattered in an instant because of the lack of back force, and countless fine sword forces burst out. For a while, the monks on this street groaned in pain.

They were all hit.

Tan Shuchang could not dodge, let alone these monks.

But Tan Shuchang was not affected at all. His eyes had locked on the direction of the sword energy. The blood-colored sharp sword with teeth interlaced, the evil ghost killing rules in it had begun to take effect.