The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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"It is said that there is a wonderful book in the world of cultivating that good people can save the world and evil people can destroy the world. There are countless cultivation methods recorded in it, which is a shortcut for immortal cultivators. Evil way, after a long time, he was sealed by Songming Shangxian in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain..."

"Until 12 years ago, Xie Changliu, a scum from the world of cultivators, entered the forbidden area without permission and studied the banned books privately. His mortal body could not withstand the millions of ghosts in the forbidden books. Then he fell into a demon and was captured by all the cultivators when he was insane. I don’t know what kind of monster this Xie Changliu was reincarnated from. He was unscathed by swords and sticks, and the blood of "Erosion Yuan" flowed from his body, and his spiritual power was inexhaustible. , All the masters used their blood spirits as medicine, so that the devil lived through the pain and suffering every day, it was really gratifying! Later..."

The storyteller in the teahouse was spitting all over the place, and the owner of the story was holding a stick of candied haws underneath while listening and gnawing, recalling it from time to time to see if there was something wrong...

In just half a stick of incense, Xie Yang really caught a lot of mistakes. For example, although there are indeed countless evil methods and crooked ways in "Erosion Yuan", the actual essence is only a broken book, and it is he who really seals the anger of evil spirits. The sword in his hand, those monks who used to be so indifferent, actually threw away the arrogance and cried a broken book.

It wasn't until later that they realized the power of arrogance, but it was a pity that he had already gone to the Demon Realm with his sword.

The little boy raised his hand and asked, "What happened later? My mother said he escaped!"

The little bald man who was walking with him held the scones and said without wiping his mouth clean: "It's a pity, if he hadn't run away, the medicine cultivator's current practice would be able to go to a higher level, maybe we who don't have spiritual roots would also You can get some benefits!"

Xie Yang: "The poison won't kill you, you hairless little bastard..."

Little bald head: "Hey! Keep talking!"

The storyteller took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "I'm sorry everyone, the money given by the young master just now is only enough to talk about so much..."

After speaking, he held his fan and tapped the wooden table in front of him, implying that if he wanted to listen again, he would have to pay more.

Among the listeners, a wealthy lady frowned: "Taking blood for medicine? Why do I think it's a bit cruel? Isn't this not treating people as human?"

"Hey, he didn't do less evil after that..."

Miss's servant girl is a small one, she should be favored, after listening to it, she directly asked: "How can you judge the present with the future?"

The man was speechless, and turned to say that she took care of the girl's house too much. Xie Yang was listening beside him, and couldn't help but want to laugh...

Perhaps it was because they were afraid of scaring the children present, or maybe it was spread like this among the monks... The "living people refining medicine" in the storyteller's mouth is still a bit conservative.

Three months.

Just because of a broken book, he was treated inhumanely for more than three months.

The cold water at the bottom of the non-frozen spring is bitingly cold. After he soaked it, the epidermis soaked and rotted before it regenerated.

The lava in Liexie Mountain was boiling hot, and his flesh was melted and healed again and again.

Like a wild animal, he was locked in a cage to take gallbladder and blood. His eyes were blurred by the blood, and he couldn't see the light. In those days, he even thought that countless ages had passed in the human world.

No one rescued him, no one spared him because of his pain... Later, the last glimmer of light in his heart was extinguished along with the waiting...

Ridiculous, who is he waiting for...

Xie Yang crushed the sticks.

He will not be injured, but who knows that he will also be hurt and die...

Now that he was reborn, he was completely put on the bright side by the people in the dark, and the future was unknown, but he knew that he could no longer fall into the hands of those monks.

He's been scared, and he's had enough!

He killed all the monks who imprisoned him back then, and now he can only kill the spirit caller if he wants to escape completely.

No matter who that person is, no matter whether that person is a man or a demon, as long as this person does not trade his life for his life as A Pang said, it is his hidden disaster and a thorn in his heart!

Since you dare to provoke him, you should be prepared to be backlashed by the devil...

In the evening, Xie Yang set foot on the road back to Changliu. As the saying goes, "it's dark under the lamp", he wants to wait for an opportunity under the shadow of his former enemy, get back the magic sword, lure that person out, and get rid of this fucking fate...

The sun was setting and the afterglow was close by. Outside Hongmei Xiaozhu, one tall and one short, there were two figures standing in the distance. The little one was probably the first to see him, so he put down the cat and scolded: "Why did you come back? Daddy and I thought you brought him We ran away with all our belongings!"

Xie Yang put two hands of fruit and vegetable noodles and candied gourd sticks on his shoulders into his arms, and stretched his limbs: "What nonsense are you talking about? There is food and drink here, I am full and have to leave?"

The Demon Lord has a thick skin, and he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with these words.

"This...you are made of radish gold?! Where did you get so many candied gourds?!" Jiang Miaomiao used magic to float the fruit and vegetable noodles, suspended in mid-air, opened the money bag with one hand, and found the problem.

What about money? !

Xie Yang burped, his mouth full of sweetness: "I'm not familiar with the place here, so it's normal for people to blackmail me."

I was wrong, dare to do it next time.

"..."

It's better to lose everyone together...

At this point, Jiang Miaomiao didn't bother to waste any more words. He took the candied haws and secretly made a mental note of "never let this guy touch his purse again." Then he walked in first with the radish in his arms and Hua Hua.

As soon as he left, under the shadow of the tree in front of the door, only Xie Yang and Jiang Shuyu were left looking at each other. At first Xie Yang thought nothing of it, but when the cold wind blew, he finally showed a little embarrassment.

Fortunately, Jiang Shuyu didn't ask him where he went, but said in a flat tone: "You came back too late and missed dinner."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xie Yang suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Oh... Master!"

"Ok?"

Xie Yang moved quickly and opened his arms. Unexpectedly, Jiang Shuyu really stopped, staggered suddenly, and crashed into the arms of the enemy.

Jiang Shuyu: "..."

Xie Yang: "..."

Fuck! ! ! ! !

Shocked, Xie Yang jumped three feet high like a trampled rabbit. He held his sore nose and took several steps back, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang Shuyu showing a helpless expression.

Compared with this, it seems that he is making a fuss out of a molehill.

"Jiang Shuyu, this guy has a waist so thin that he looks like a dog. He is so skinny that he can't afford to eat. How can he look down on my craftsmanship?" Thinking this way, he was inexplicably angry, and he was treated as a "stepmother" by others. "I can't think of anything about it...

"Cough," Xie Yang cleared his throat, tried his best to get back to normal, then took out a piece of rice paper from his arms and handed it over, "I mean—this, I'll bring you back the post on the list of subjugating demons and demons you wanted. gone."

Jiang Shuyu took it, opened it and glanced at it, and said after a while, "Thank you."

He didn't say much, but Xie Yang was curious instead, so he couldn't help but follow up and ask: "What was written? Where was the post? What happened in what place? How long have you been out this time..."

He kept talking to himself, and just missed the smile on Jiang Shuyu's face.

Once upon a time, there was such a person who chattered around him all day long, trying to force him to say a few more words. If he was fooled, no matter what he said, that person would take it very seriously and give out his joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, like an annoying and annoying person. A puppy that is hard to dislike...

The little dog was laughing and laughing all day long, his face was full of innocence, and he actually had a heavy burden on his heart. This burden was as heavy as a mountain, and he never helped him share half of it. was pushed to a different path.

One person, one demon... He killed him with his own hands.

So Jiang Shuyu stopped and listened carefully to the person who was close at hand, as if he wanted to grab all the unfinished words he had said.

At the end, Xie Yang, who even wanted to grab the paper, finally noticed Jiang Shuyu's "gentle" gaze, and immediately shivered, covering his chest like a daughter-in-law and said, "...Why are you looking at me? It's scary. .”

Jiang Shuyu said lightly: "I think of an old friend."

Xie Yang was taken aback: "What old friend?"

His heartbeat was about to stop, he was afraid that Jiang Shuyu would say "It's you, the big devil", and then poke two holes in his heart.

Jiang Shuyu lowered his eyes, brushed his reddish and slightly dry lips with the tip of his hair, and said, "It's nothing, don't mention it any more."

nothing?

No need to mention it?

Xie Yang looked at him aloof and indifferent to everything, and the anger that had been pent up for a long time rushed up.

What bullshit? !

Does it really not exist if you don't mention it?

I really want to tear off this man's high crown and tear him apart—why do I only remember it day and night by myself, while he can just talk about the past and throw it away like garbage? !

As hostility rose, Xie Yang clenched his hands into fists, desperately suppressing it...

At this time, Jiang Shuyu turned his head and asked him: "Tomorrow I will go to Yinshu Township at the foot of the mountain, can you go with me?"

"...Ah, ah?"