Villain: At the beginning, the protagonist is sentenced to castration, and the protagonist collapses

Jiang Yantian actually doesn't care that much about which path to major in.

Be it the Taoist Saint, the Demon Ancestor, the Demon Emperor, the Ghost King, etc., there is no difference in the long-term path.

It’s mainly the scenery along the way and the wind in his blood that he is looking forward to.

Anyway, in the end, you must be the biggest.

As for the three realms, five elements and six paths, Jiang Yantian only has his eyes on the desire realm.

There is yin and yang, men and women, joy and sorrow, day and night, this is life.

Even dogs don't go to the formless realm.

How can you laugh without pa, pa, pa?

"It's easier to take the path of magic, but there's no need to limit yourself to just one!"

"Also, since he is the Demon Ancestor, what about the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords, the Immortal-Slaying Formation, the Nine Demon Towers, and the Three Thousand Demon Gods? Won't they all be there later?"

"certainly!"

Jiang Yantian thought about it and shook his head.

"Forget it, Tongzi, don't force me to choose a certain path. Just focus on one. I want them all!"

"Of course, but the magic path is more suitable for your temperament!"

"As the saying goes, when the Tao fades, the devil grows; when the devil grows, the Tao fades. When the Tao grows one foot, the devil grows ten feet."

"It still makes no difference. I always think that living freely is the most important thing."

"If I meet some open-eyed people, I won't bother to pay attention to them."

"If anyone crooks his mouth towards me, I will tear his mouth apart first, then pull out his intestines."

"If you think that the Lord is the Lord and I am the first, then it doesn't matter what path you take."

"There aren't many people who can be so frank!"

Jiang Yantian lay on the bed, pulled over the quilt and sniffed the fragrance on it.

"What frankness?"

"It's because people in the world are too sensitive. People who are too sensitive will feel the pain of others, so naturally they can't be frank. The so-called frankness is actually violence!"

"Okay, as I'm talking, my blood is boiling. I'm going to start practicing!"

"Are you sure that your blood boiled because you were talking, and not because you smelled the fragrance of the beauty's bedding?"

"Shut up, you!"

Jiang Yantian suddenly sat up and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Jiang Yantian is now in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation and has completely transformed.

The characteristic of the Spirit Transformation Stage is the initial glimpse and application of the laws of heaven and earth, and the ability to slightly sense the existence of the vital energy of heaven and earth.

For a cultivator who has reached the stage of spiritual transformation, as long as his vital energy is not exhausted, his magic power will be endless.

Jiang Yantian really wanted to practice well.

After all, I haven't practiced seriously for so long.

However, after he entered into meditation, he discovered a big problem.

Damn it, he relies on demonic energy, death energy, and violent energy to nourish his demonic body and increase his cultivation. The vitality of heaven and earth is a bit rubbish.

I simply stopped practicing, lay down, pulled over the fragrant quilt, wrapped myself in it and fell asleep.

I’ll fight this fragrant mistress for three hundred rounds in my dream first.

......

The next day, the sun was shining in the sky, the flowers were smiling at me, and the birds were saying good morning.

In Qin Xuan's room, Qin Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

He just felt a splitting headache.

Last night, I had a very outrageous dream.

I actually dreamed of doing that with Elder Hong’s wife.

It's just disgusting.

Old dish.

Fortunately it was just a dream. If it was real, he would have castrated himself without hesitation.

Qin Xuan rubbed his still sore head and slowly sat up.

As we did this, I suddenly felt a chill.

When I pulled it open, I saw a gap!

"I boil it!"

Qin Xuan’s eyes widened.

Instinctively, he retracted his legs.

But I touched something cold.

He turned his head and saw a figure with its back to him.

The skin is slightly wrinkled and very loose.

Qin Xuan's mind suddenly started buzzing.

Could it be that what happened last night was not a dream?

He remembered that it was Mrs. Hong who broke into his room with a pale face.

He thought it was a ghost.

Then when he tried to struggle, he suddenly lost consciousness.

The thought that I might have really been raped by Mrs. Hong made me feel uncomfortable.

Qin Xuan was furious. He had never been so angry before.

He suddenly made a move, pulled Mrs. Hong, and spat out a mouthful of phlegm "cough~tui~" directly at her.

"You shameless woman, how could you do such a thing? Are you worthy of Elder Hong?"

But what he didn't expect was that Mrs. Hong's pupils were dilated and her mouth was open.

His face was pale and bloodless, and his body was cold. What the hell was going on?

And Qin Xuan's spit hit the other person's mouth right in the mouth.

Mrs. Hong never thought that she would write a snack diary after her death!

"Ah~"

Qin Xuan was so scared that he fell off the bed.

His whole body was tense and he was trembling a little.

Looking at the naked Mrs. Hong, his mind became a little unclear.

Did I really do something ridiculous last night?

Mrs. Hong is still dead!

Did I kill her myself?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Qin Xuan became a frightened wild boar, walking and running around the room.

"I think about it, I think about it, this matter is not that simple, it is definitely not me, it is definitely not me!"

"I can't possibly do such a thing. How could I possibly do such a ridiculous thing?"

Qin Xuan still has his own bottom line.

Whenever an ugly girl expressed her affection to him or wanted to get close to him, he would respond immediately.

Call each other brother and sister!

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to do something that goes against the bottom line.

"I will report this to my foster father..."

Qin Xuan was about to go out immediately.

But when he reached the door, he stopped.

"No, I can't explain it. The person died here, and there's no one to testify for me!"

Qin Xuan rejected the idea just now.

Once it is reported, some people will definitely make a big deal out of it and put the blame directly on you.

When talking about certain people, a figure appeared in Qin Xuan's mind.

Jiang Yantian!

Could it be that he was the one behind this?

Qin Xuan frowned, feeling extremely angry.

He felt that it must be Jiang Yantian, but where was the evidence? Where was the evidence? He didn't dare to slander the Supreme Elder.

Qin Xuan was really panicked.

Generally speaking, he has nothing to hide and is not afraid of being questioned.

But would the person who wronged him care about these things? He just wanted to confirm this kind of thing.

"I need to stay calm. I need to stay calm. I definitely cannot take the body out at this time. Otherwise, once I take it out, it will be discovered. It might be better to tell my godfather in private."

Qin Xuan immediately covered Mrs. Hong with the quilt, then returned to his usual state, left the room and went to look for Nan Tongyu.

Just when Qin Xuan went to find Nan Tongyu, Jiang Yantian was already wandering around the pavilion.

His current status is not ordinary, and he is relatively free. Unlike other elders, he would like to spend all his time practicing.

So, he came out and greeted people one after another.

"Elder Jiang..."

When Jiang Yantian was walking around, a bald man suddenly appeared.

The bald man had a fawning look on his face and was very humble.

Jiang Yantian naturally knew the other party, one of the members of the Hat-Sender Alliance, Ding Dianda, Liu Tingyu's lover.

"Well, aren't you that one, Mr. Ding?" Jiang Yantian said with a smile.

Ding Dingda was delighted.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yantian actually remembered him.

"It's me, it's me. I didn't expect that you, Elder, still remember me!" Ding Dingda seemed very happy.

"Of course I remember. It's just you with your bald head. No one else has it. The balder you are, the stronger you are. You are pretty good."

Jiang Yantian nodded.

Then, he said casually: "I saw you when I came here. You and Qin Xuan don't seem to get along well!"

Ding Dianda is a very sensible person.

As soon as he heard it, he knew there was a problem.

There is no supreme elder who would care about trivial matters between disciples.

Since Elder Jiang brought this up, it must not be something he said casually.