A Demon’s Path

The disciples of the Beimin faction who were watching were stunned. The boxing techniques they usually used to move their hands and feet, under Ling Xiao's interpretation, turned out to be so smooth and smooth, which was very interesting to watch.

At the same time, they could also feel that the red soul power on Ling Xiao's body exuded a very strong and powerful force with the use of this "chicken rib" boxing technique!

"Oh my god... Even the master doesn't seem to be able to display this kind of momentum..." For the time being, these Beimin disciples lost their little thoughts just now, and the rest were all incomparably shocked.

After Ling Xiao completed a set of Beimin Divine Fist, Cheng Gantai looked at him completely differently: "Ling Xiao, come with your senior brother and follow me to the Tibetan Fengya."

As soon as they heard "Zang Fengya", the other disciples all showed envy, and Ling Xiao immediately knew that there must be something good there.

When Cheng Qiantai and Li Yuanhuan came to the bottom of this thousand-zhang cliff together, Ling Xiao finally understood what those guys were envious of.

This Jedi is full of all kinds of weapons and treasures, big and small, no less than a thousand pieces.

The power of various colors emanating from each weapon and treasure made the spiritual power in Ling Xiao surge violently, creating a desire to hold them in his hands and sweep the world away.

Li Yuanhuan explained: "Each color represents the weapons and treasures that the corresponding soul power can use. What you have to choose now is the treasure that emits red light."

There are weapons and treasures in Ling Xiao's Demonic Chain of Seven Souls, but most of them are either dark or bloody, and cannot be handled.

Picking a handy weapon here is a good choice.

He looked left and right, the one he likes is too high-level, so he can't use it now; the one he can use, but he doesn't like it. After picking and picking, Ling Xiao really had nothing to choose.

But if Ling Xiao doesn't pick out one, Master Cheng Qiantai will definitely feel surprised, and it will be bad to make his "old man" unhappy later.

"What kind of weapon is this?" Ling Xiao asked curiously as he held a handful of black things in his hand.

The reason why Ling Xiao fell in love with this thing was not because of anything else, but because it didn't emit any light.

When Cheng Qiantai saw Ling Xiao picking out such a "treasure", he couldn't help but get angry: "Do you like sweeping the floor so much?"

Li Yuanhuan was also stunned: the "treasure" that Ling Xiao chose turned out to be a black metal broom!

Even Li Yuanhuan couldn't stand it anymore: "Junior brother, I heard that this broom was used by an old man who was sent by Beimin to manage the treasures hidden on the front cliff a long time ago. After the old man died, the head of our Beimin faction To commemorate this loyal old man, this iron broom was left on Zangfengya. It is not a treasure."

Ling Xiao laughed and said, "Master, I want this broom."

Cheng Qiantai couldn't help but blurted out a curse: "Idiot!"

Ling Xiao just giggled and didn't say anything.

Apart from the fact that this broom didn't shine to attract Ling Xiao's attention, the most important point was that its texture was very similar to the shovel Ling Xiao used to dig holes in the morning.

How can a metal broom that can be used as a treasure be an ordinary thing?

Besides, the more glamorous something is, the only thing that can attract people is the eyeball, which is not in line with Ling Xiao's personality.

What Ling Xiao likes is this kind of unpretentious things that are very likely to be real treasures, just like her current self.

In fact, what Ling Xiao didn't know was that if she used a broom as a weapon, she would definitely attract more attention.

Ling Xiao held the broom tightly, Li Yuanhuan looked embarrassed, knowing that the master was very dissatisfied with the choice of the younger brother, and quickly reconciled: "Master, if the younger brother likes it, let him hold it. When he becomes more sensible in the future, he will naturally changed."

Cheng Qiantai said angrily: "Are you going to let him take a broom to compete with his competitors in the new competition in Luofeng Valley half a year later?"

"This..." Li Yuanhuan scratched his scalp: "This is a problem..."

"Master, if they can be swept away by my broom, it can only prove that those newcomers are rubbish." Ling Xiao said suddenly.

Cheng Qiantai looked at Ling Xiao in surprise, it was hard to imagine that a boy who was so humble just now could speak so arrogantly at this moment.

"It's up to you! But our Beimin faction doesn't have the skills to use brooms!" Cheng Qiantai's face was ashen, as if he hated iron but not steel.

"However, please explain to me first, why your spiritual power is stronger than your teacher! The founder of Beimin Shenquan is a purple-level soul master. Without strong spiritual power, it is impossible to reach your previous level. This kind of realm. Even if you are a natural chain soul master, it is impossible to reach your level without training!"

Facing Master's questioning, Ling Xiao smiled.

He knew that once his peculiar talent appeared, some secrets could not be kept: "Master, I can make medicine."

"What kind of medicine have you made?" Cheng Qiantai was very curious.

"Great Vajra Pill, Golden Spear Can't Fall Pill, Yin-Yang Harmony Disappears." Ling Xiao casually said three things.

When Cheng Qiantai heard it, his face immediately swelled like a pig's liver: "You..."

Li Yuanhuan didn't understand why Master was so angry, and asked eagerly, "What are these three medicines for?"

"This pig-headed senior brother!" Ling Xiao was afraid that Cheng Qiantai would blame him, so he quickly explained: "Master, that senior gave me a copy of "Compendium of Amicao", the medicinal materials in it are too precious, and the medicinal materials I can find can only be used These three medicines have been refined."

Cheng Qiantai didn't believe Ling Xiao's nonsense at all: "Our Beimin faction was also a big faction before, and naturally there are some precious medicinal materials. You will go to the medicine store with me tomorrow morning, and I want to watch you refine medicine! If If you have something to hide from me, don't blame me for abolishing you as a teacher! Hmph!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Qiantai flicked his sleeves angrily and walked away.

Ling Xiao sneered secretly in his heart: "Tell the truth to people, and they won't believe it. Anyway, if you want to watch me make medicine, I will do it for you tomorrow!"

Li Yuanhuan was a little worried: "Junior Brother, you shouldn't lie to Master."

Ling Xiao smiled: "It's okay. Senior brother, I'm tired, let's go back and rest."

***Ling Xiao returned to her hut with a black metal broom, lay on the bed, straightened up: "I'm so tired!"

Ling Xiao closed his eyes, and all kinds of weird scenes that he experienced today flashed through his mind: meeting the devil, apprenticeship, playing trapeze, apprenticeship again, practicing boxing, choosing a broom... …

Everything experienced on this day is so absurd, unbelievable, but so real. In the morning, he was still thinking about buying Piaohong Courtyard and letting the bustard pick up the guests, so as to vent his resentment at the bustard squeezing his medicine money.

But now, with the spar that Ling Xiao owns, he doesn't know how many Piaohong Courtyards he can buy, but he has no intention of revenge.

After seeing the big world, Ling Xiao will no longer take that bustard seriously. If you get bitten by a bug, you won't bite back. What Ling Xiao really wants to do is to become stronger, avenge the ancestor of the Seven Demons, and after solving the poisonous oath of the soul, he will solve the mystery of his own life experience.

That tall figure who turned away twelve years ago would appear in Ling Xiao's dreams every once in a while.

Ling Xiao knew that the salty and bitter taste in the wind was the smell of tears.

"There is a long way to go." Ling Xiao closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

A night without dreams.

"Junior Brother Ling, Junior Brother Ling!" Early the next morning, Ling Xiao was awakened by Li Yuanhuan's knocking on the door, and reluctantly climbed up to open the door. Usually, he would sleep until the sun was shining, but today, the sun came out early.

"I said big brother, can you let me sleep for a while..." Ling Xiao yawned, and wanted to go back to sleep again. Li Yuanhuan woke him up with a single sentence: "Master is waiting for you in the pill store."

Ling Xiao was quick-witted and didn't feel sleepy at all: "Then we must have breakfast!"

"Here!" Li Yuanhuan reached out and handed Ling Xiao a plate of buns.

After being stunned for a moment, Ling Xiao suddenly understood that Li Yuanhuan should have the same storage space as himself.

The other disciples all carried their own weapons, but until now Ling Xiao didn't know what weapon Li Yuanhuan was using.

It can be seen that his weapons are also hidden in the storage space.

No matter what happened, Ling Xiao wolfed down the steamed stuffed bun: "Let's go, senior brother, let's go to the medicine store."

When Ling Xiao and Cheng Qiantai arrived at the pill store, Cheng Qiantai and Cheng Yu's father and daughter were already waiting there.

Seeing Ling Xiao coming, Cheng Yu didn't give Ling Xiao any good looks, and Cheng Qiantai pointed around: "Take a look at the medicinal materials here first, and see what kind of pill you can make with these medicinal materials." Get the medicine out."

Ling Xiao said with some embarrassment: "Master, just having medicinal materials is not enough..."

Cheng Qiantai's expression darkened immediately: "Are you fooling me?"

Ling Xiao looked aggrieved: "Don't you know that apart from the few medicines I have refined before, you need an alchemy furnace to refine other medicines?"