The strange world of demon cultivators

In the southwest of Nanyuan Territory, there is a vast desert that is terrifying and boundless.

It is like a sleeping giant beast, ruthlessly devouring all signs of life.

This is the Dead Bone Beach, known as the Land of Death by the world.

On this desolate and silent land, there are strange houses built of piles of bones.

They stand in a staggered manner, as if they are ghost residences rising from the depths of hell.

In these gloomy and terrifying bone houses, there are a group of mysterious demon cultivators wearing black robes.

They have gloomy faces and exude a strong evil aura.

At this moment, they are sitting together, whispering about some unknown tricks.

One of the demon cultivators wearing a mask with a hideous face said quietly:

"Cangzhou Zhengyi Sect, there is business!

When the time comes, follow the arrangements and quietly follow the army."

As his cold words fell, the other demon cultivators around him nodded in agreement, indicating that they understood.

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On the other side, the night was deep, everything was silent, and the bright moonlight fell like a veil in the quiet valley.

The whole valley was covered with a layer of silver coat, and everything seemed so quiet and peaceful.

In the depths of the valley, there was a simple straw house standing alone.

In the house, Ji Yao was sitting on the futon, his eyes closed, his hands naturally placed on his knees, posing a standard meditation posture.

At this time, he had already devoted himself to cultivation.

What they were practicing was the most basic book, which was also the foundation of the Zhengyi Sect, the lower-grade Xuan-level technique - "Zhengyi Jue".

They, the low-level disciples, were only given the first chapter of the "Zhengyi Jue" for the Qihun period.

That is, they could only cultivate to the sixth level of the Qihun period. After that, they had to sell or exchange it by themselves.

Time flies, and before they knew it, seven days had passed.

But what was frustrating was that despite Ji Yao's hard work every day, he still failed to successfully sense the existence of any spiritual power.

Although the spiritual power was frustrating, at least, hard work paid off. After many days of hard work.

Ji Yao found that a little bit of crystal clear ice crystals like frost flowers had accumulated on his soul platform.

Although these small ice crystals were rare and small in size.

But their appearance undoubtedly gave Ji Yao a glimmer of hope.

In sharp contrast to Ji Yao, his elder brother Ji 㫰 had successfully introduced Qi into his body three days ago and embarked on the road of cultivation.

Not only that, Ji 㫰's soul platform had accumulated a full two pieces of broken ice crystals, far exceeding Ji Yao's current achievements.

Similarly, the second brother's progress is also quite impressive, almost the same as the eldest brother.

Faced with this situation, Ji Yao couldn't help but feel bitter.

Why is he always a step behind others?

At first, Ji Yao was puzzled and full of doubts.

Until today, when he went to ask his senior brother for advice with a nervous mood.

The senior brother was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

After laughing, the senior brother patted Ji Yao on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"Junior brother, don't be anxious.

Don't forget that you are only four years old now.

Both your body and soul are still immature and fragile, so you will naturally practice a little slower in comparison!"

Hearing his senior brother's words, Ji Yao woke up from a dream and suddenly realized.

Yes, how could he forget this important fact?

After all, he is still just a young and ignorant child!

Thinking of this, Ji Yao's originally tense heartstrings gradually relaxed, and a confident and determined smile reappeared on his face.

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Just like this, day after day, they practiced, meditated, and listened carefully to the teacher's teachings.

The three brothers seemed to be in a repetitive world, and they spent a whole year unknowingly.

During this year, something big or small happened.

One day, people from the Wantian Sect of the upper sect came unexpectedly, and they broke into the sect.

The goal was clear, which was to take away the peerless genius called "Shen An".

Shen An was taken away by the Wantian Sect in such a tyrannical manner, and the Zhengyi Sect could only watch helplessly.

Because Ji Yao and the other two had just entered the sect, they were practicing wholeheartedly. When Shen An was taken away, they were in seclusion.

Therefore, the three had never seen this genius "Shen An".

For this person, they only had a vague impression of the original test of the spiritual root attributes.

He was probably a boy of eight or nine years old, and he seemed very taciturn.

Even though he had been diagnosed with good aptitude, his expression did not change much.

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