I feed the worms with my body, I am the evil demon

The magic power invaded the narrow knife, and Gu Xiu slowly drew the knife, and the blade wrapped in a fiery flame rose up.

At this moment, Gu Xiu's smile was ferocious, and his cultivation was unreserved.

The evil ghost who was grinning suddenly shrank, and she couldn't stop trembling. The cracks on both sides of her face healed instantly, revealing a quiet woman, and her blood-red eyes were full of begging for mercy.

However, what responded to her was a blazing knife light.

The evil ghost screamed miserably, and the knife fell on her like boiling soup pouring on snow, and bursts of white smoke rose from her body.

The next moment, a big hand wrapped in magic power covered her face, lifted her up directly, smashed the table and smashed it against the wall.

"You bastard, who are you disgusting?"

Gu Xiu's eyes were covered with red bloodshot, and the insect pattern on his skin under the black robe emerged.

He grabbed the evil ghost's face with one hand, and his five fingers were deeply sunken, and the insect wheel rushed to his right hand.

The evil ghost's painful wailing gradually subsided, and was soon absorbed.

Retracting his hand, Gu Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness flashed through several vague memories, which came like a tide. He endured the pain in his soul and forced himself to open them.

...

The noise was endless.

"Drowned her! Drowned her!"

"Bitch! Whose child are you pregnant with?"

"Speak or not?"

"I don't have a daughter like you. You have disgraced me!"

"Execute!"

Plop...

Gululu...

The piercing river water kept squeezing, filling his ears with river water. Gu Xiu felt that he was almost unable to breathe and his body was falling.

Until the last moment when his consciousness dissipated, a cold voice filled his ears.

"Hate it, resent it, remember their faces, they all deserve to die!"

Huh!

Gu Xiu suddenly woke up.

At the same time, in a cave not far from here, a black shadow sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly spit out a mouthful of thick blood.

This man was terrified, and his heart was full of turbulent waves.

"Damn it, damn it, how did he get killed?!"

...

In the ruined temple, Gu Xiu pushed open the temple door and looked in a certain direction.

In the last memory just now, a cave entrance and a figure in the cave appeared.

The insect wheel in the abdomen actually transmitted a message in Gu Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Gu Xiu was shocked to find that this evil insect really had consciousness.

This made him a little scared, but he was relieved after thinking about it.

"Since you were born with me, we will prosper together and suffer together."

He was spurned by the world because of these insects when he was born, but now he rises because of them.

The cicadas chirped, and Gu Xiu frowned slightly, "Are you saying there is food?"

"Oh? Nearby?"

"Oh? Weaker than me? And injured?"

Suddenly, Gu Xiu's mouth corners rose, and he couldn't help but marvel at the peculiarity of this insect wheel. He could find the controller behind it only by the residual soul of the evil ghost.

"It turns out that someone is raising it."

"Huh? Don't rush." ​​Gu Xiu noticed the commotion of the insect wheel, and it seemed to be impatient.

It seemed to be saying, "Take advantage of his illness to kill him, and eat!"

Gu Xiu looked at the sky and found that it was almost dawn. He hung the narrow knife on his waist and exhaled a breath of turbid air. He stepped on the mud and followed the guidance of the worm wheel to find the cave.

...

As the sky gradually turned pale, the dawn illuminated the earth, and everything was quietly waking up.

In front of a hidden cave, Gu Xiu stopped and stared at the dark cave entrance without blindly entering the cave.

However, at this time, the worm wheel sent a message.

"The breath in the cave has dissipated? Did he run away or die?"

After thinking for a moment, Gu Xiu pulled out the narrow knife and ran his magic power all over his body, and slowly walked into the cave.

A cool breeze came to his face. The dark and deep cave was silent. The stone walls on both sides were covered with moist moss. Gu Xiu slowly went deeper until he heard the faint sound of dripping water in the distance and stopped.

He spread his consciousness inch by inch before he dared to move forward. Soon, the narrow cave wall suddenly opened up, and a space of about two or three meters in radius appeared in front of Gu Xiu.

A ball of fire rose in his hand and illuminated the entire space. Gu Xiu looked around. This cave was much larger than the one he had in the town, and the owner of the cave seemed to be a very particular person. There were pots, pans, tables, chairs, and beds.

Qi refining is not yet able to fast, so secular food is still needed to supplement the body's needs.

With the help of the firelight, Gu Xiu leaned over and saw a large patch of black blood on the ground, which was emitting a faint chill.

"Sure enough, he ran away. Even his blood is full of ghostly aura. It seems that this fellow Taoist is a serious ghost cultivator."

According to Xu Ziqi's travel notes, there are many kinds of cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation. The most common ones are elixir cultivators, talisman cultivators, instrument cultivators, formation cultivators, magic cultivators, body cultivators, etc. In addition to these, there are countless demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, poison cultivators, and blood cultivators. The so-called three thousand great ways are just like this. However, now only those recognized by the righteous way are considered great ways, and the rest are all unorthodox ways.

Ghost cultivators are the lowest reptiles, not even as good as casual cultivators. Some evil cultivators who choose to take shortcuts and fall into the devil's way because of their mediocre talents are unwilling to choose this ghost cultivation path.

It is really because this path is lowly, and if you want to achieve something, it is not easier than practicing hard in the righteous way. Ghost cultivators are generally forced to do so.

For Gu Xiu, ghost cultivation is his natural tonic. After all, the evil ghost at the second level of Qi Refining alone has brought him a lot of surprises. Although he has not yet broken through the realm, the pure spiritual energy in his dantian has really increased.

Xu Ziqi said that there are thirteen levels in the Qi Refining Realm, which is a path explored by ancient cultivators a long time ago.

But in today's world of immortal cultivation, it is not possible to reach that level, and the Qi Refining Realm is further divided into ten levels of Qi Refining and three levels of the Extreme Realm.

Due to the lack of spiritual energy in the world, Qi-refining practitioners with mediocre talents dare not even dream of reaching the third level of the extreme realm. After finally reaching the tenth level, they choose to hastily build their foundation.

Of course, the result is that even if they have the foundation-building pill, the chance of building a foundation is pitifully low.

Only those geniuses of the sect will choose to strive for the extreme realm.

After successfully breaking through the extreme realm and building a foundation, it is like a towering building rising from the ground. The foundation lies in the foundation. After building the foundation in the extreme realm, the foundation of the Tao is extremely solid, and the road will go further.

Standing up and stretching, Gu Xiu carefully checked and found nothing valuable, so he had no choice but to leave the cave.

Opportunities can only be encountered, and it is difficult to find them again if you miss them.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Gu Xiu tore off his black robe and put on straw sandals and coarse linen clothes. He also wore a tattered hat on his head, just like the mud legs he had at the beginning.

He walked slowly down the mountain. The journey was long, and he always felt a little scared in his heart, although it was a time of chaos and human life was worthless.

But that is the population of a whole town. If they are found by a certain immortal sect, it will be bad.

But Gu Xiu did not regret it. If he was not afraid of attracting the attention of the immortal sect, he would not frown even if he slaughtered all the villages and towns along the way.

After all, this can increase cultivation.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiu laughed.

The young man lowered his tattered hat, and the muddy mountain road was as flat as the ground under his feet.