Immortal and Demon Cultivation

The drunk Taoist had closed his eyes and waited for death, but Yu Jizi had no intention of killing him.

This surprised the drunk Taoist.

The drunk Taoist was even surprised. Maybe he guessed wrong. Maybe Yu Jizi was gifted and his mind was not completely lost.

The next moment, he knew that he was overthinking.

Yu Jizi looked at the drunk Taoist's slightly surprised expression, and he showed a strange smile.

"Junior brother, I won't kill you, but I won't and will not let you go. Didn't you say you were possessed by a demon? I will let you experience this feeling."

"Yang Xuan, what do you want to do?"

Yu Jizi didn't answer, but the smile on his face became even weirder, even a little joking.

He was seen waving the God-killing Demon Sword, and the two light strips released from the formation's eyes began to twist again.

Endless evil energy was integrated into the sword body of the God-killing Demon Sword.

Through the transformation of the magic sword, a blue demonic energy was formed, which surged towards the drunk Taoist.

The drunk Taoist's expression changed drastically. He finally knew what Yu Jizi was going to do.

He activated the true energy in his body and wanted to fight back.

However, Yu Jizi reached out with his left hand and grabbed it in the air. The drunk Taoist felt that his whole body was imprisoned and he was unable to move.

His cloudy pupils were filled with blue demonic light, getting closer and brighter.

Finally, endless blue demonic light poured into his body.

These are the most terrifying evil spirits.

Zui Taoist felt as if every muscle in his body had been torn apart, as if he was being grilled on a flame. Ju Lie's pain made his soul seem to be annihilated.

"Uncle Drunken Master!"

Yun Qiyou's voice sounded.

She had regained control of her body and her hair had turned from white to black again.

But at this moment, Yun Qiyou was tightly bound by countless black rays of light.

Most of the true energy in her body was consumed by Su Qinglian, and she was seriously injured.

There was no way to break free.

He could only watch helplessly as Yu Jizi, who was more than ten feet away, was madly pouring evil energy into the body of the drunk Taoist.

Somewhere in Cangyun Mountain, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to feel something and looked towards the sky.

At the same time, at Samsara Peak, Yang Jiu and Xiao Zhu, who were meditating on the beds in their respective rooms, opened their eyes almost at the same time.

It seemed that a very bad feeling suddenly filled my heart.

When Yu Jizi saw the drunk Taoist screaming in pain, he became even more crazy.

"I know you never obey me! You obey Yuan Qin! You all want Yuan Qin to become the leader of Cangyun!

But the final winner is me! Yang Xuan!

Facts have proven that I, Yang Xuan, am right and all of you are wrong!

In the past two hundred years, Cangyun Sect has achieved unprecedented prosperity under my governance!

I became the leader of the human world, I saved the world, and I reached a height that none of the Cangyun Patriarchs in the past generations had reached, but you old guys still refuse to obey me!

As the saying goes, the victors are princes and the losers are bandits. Look at the history books and see what happened to the losers in the past.

Am I not kind enough to you? Since I became the head of Cangyun, have I killed any old man who once followed Yuan Qin?

Have I carried out the execution? Have I done anything to feel sorry for you?

In order to convince you, in order to preserve Cangyun's foundation, I have worked hard for more than two hundred years. Otherwise, with my talent, how could I not have achieved immortality at the age of four hundred?

For the sake of all the people in the world, I can only use the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Array to forcibly improve my cultivation.

Do you think I don’t know how harmful it is to absorb evil spirits?

But I am the head of the Cangyun Sect. When I came to southern Xinjiang, the Cangyun Sect was the first to bear the brunt. I had no choice.

I sacrificed everything for the Cangyun Sect, including my lifelong reputation. In your eyes,

But I have become the devil that everyone can kill!

He actually tried to kill me tonight!

Junior brother, are you worthy of me? Are you worthy of the ancestors of Cangyun Mountain?

I won’t kill you, but I can’t forgive you easily either! Let you experience the pain I have experienced over the years! "

Yujizi has always been a combination of contradictions.

Even now, it is still the case.

When he was young, he also had the ambition to slay demons and the courage to slay dragons. Until more than ten years ago, he was still a savior without much selfishness.

Even though he killed millions of people and absorbed countless ghosts, in his heart, he still did nothing wrong.

Because nothing he did was for himself.

It is precisely because of his strong feeling that even when his inner demon is so powerful, it is still difficult for him to let go of the justice he has guarded for hundreds of years.

If it were anyone else, the drunk Taoist would definitely die tonight.

But Yu Jizi did not kill the opponent immediately.

You can find out from the names they call each other during their conversation.

After the drunk Taoist confirmed that Yu Jizi was possessed by the devil, he was filled with anger and called Yang Xuan by his name.

Until now, Yu Jizi still calls Zui Taoist his junior brother.

Its daybreak.

Fishtail Ridge returned to calm.

Yu Jizi, Yun Qiyou, and Zui Taoist have disappeared.

Only the shattered human bones on the ground silently told that a tragic fight had taken place here not long ago.

Xiaozhu is the first one to get up in the yard every day. From a handyman to a disciple of a drunk Taoist, she has completed the transformation of her life.

However, she was never complacent. Every morning at dawn, she would get up and prepare breakfast for her master and senior sister.

In fact, she didn't need to do these menial and tiring tasks. As long as she said a word, the Elder's House would send several handyman disciples to serve the drunk Taoist and others.

Food and daily life.

But Xiaozhu felt that he understood Master's taste best.

She has been doing this for twenty years and she has never complained.

Today, as usual, she made master's favorite buns, grinded senior sister's favorite soy milk, and even fried a dozen of Yang Baobao's favorite fried dough sticks.

He walked to the drunk Taoist's door, knocked on the door and said, "Master, it's time to get up."

Then he continued to work in the kitchen.

Yang Jiujiu and Yang Baoer walked out of the room one after another and came to the small dining hall next to the kitchen. Breakfast was already set on the table.

Yang Jiu said: "Why hasn't master come yet? Bao'er, go and ask your great master to come over for breakfast."

Yang Baoer responded and ran to Master Zui's door in a hurry.

In the entire Cangyun Mountain, only Yang Baoer dared to beat the drunk Taoist's door very hard.

"Master! The breakfast is already cold! Here are your favorite meat buns..."

No one responded.

Zui Taoist loves Yang Baoer the most. Whenever Yang Baoer knocks on the door, Zui Taoist will respond immediately. But today is very unusual. There is no movement in the house.

Yang Baoer frowned and stretched out his hand to push. The door was not bolted inside and he pushed it open easily.

Yang Baoer walked into the room.

Zui Taoist has never been a person who pursues life.

To describe his room as bare-walled is definitely not an exaggeration.

You can see the whole room clearly at a glance.

The bed is very neat, and Xiaozhu is responsible for cleaning the room every day.

Obviously, the drunk Taoist didn't come back last night.

Yang Baoer didn't care either.

After all, everyone knows that Drunk Taoist is an alcoholic and often drinks until dawn with Taoist Chi Yan and others.

After Yang Baoer returned to the dining hall, he said: "Auntie, don't wait for Grand Master. He didn't come back last night. He probably drank too much with Uncle Chi Yan and the others."