I'm a demon cultivator

Collecting lotus flowers in Nantang in autumn, the lotus flowers exceed people's heads.

This is a very beautiful poem, describing a woman picking lotus seeds, and the lotus grows taller than a human head. But it is also a poem that is very suitable for the occasion. The only difference is that the Nantang in it is changed to a blood pond.

By the way, remove the time word.

The endless trickling blood has turned into a blood pool. Under the lotus platform, there were four fierce ghosts with their heads lowered.

The evil ghost is constantly dimming.

However, there is still a fierce ghost who is struggling slightly.

It was the stone ball ghost.

Those human faces are constantly counteracting the refining power from the lotus platform. However, this offset is also very limited. As the blood continues to rise, the power of the lotus platform also continues to increase.

In the end, the stone ball ghost could only utter an unwilling curse before dying - "I am the clone of the Yin Death God. If you kill me, the Yin Death God will not let you go!"

Tan Shuchang naturally turned a deaf ear and was a little surprised at the same time. No wonder this fierce ghost seemed so lively compared to the other three taciturn people.

He used to think that it was a special place where humans and ghosts lived together. It turned out that it was not that the place had extra blessings for the ghosts, which could make the ghosts have living consciousness again, but that the ghosts were the clone of a Yin god.

"One Yin God can be at least as powerful as ten powerful ghosts..." Tan Shuchang was inevitably moved when he thought of this.

Just like when in love, the bastard mung bean's heart beats when they see each other.

He really wanted to train the Yin Shen who spoke of death.

But it's a pity that he can only think about it at the moment, so Tan Shuchang suppressed the thoughts in his heart and stepped onto the completely solidified lotus platform.

Then he sat down cross-legged.

For a moment, Tan Shuchang had an unusual feeling, because time seemed to be suspended, but it also seemed to pass quickly, as if a year could be completed in one breath.

What is cultivated in the realm of cultivation is all skills. According to different skills, the magical powers that can be stimulated by the skills are also different.

Tan Shuchang originally majored in the "Seven Layers of Demonic Body Sutra".

Although he later obtained the more powerful "Blood Refining Lotus Technique", the time he spent practicing this technique was too short.

It is also by refining the first Li Gui that when this technique is used, it can combine magic, magic, and power. Otherwise, it will be too weak to use.

In the Jiawu Realm, many practitioners have obviously obtained a stronger skill, but they still use the original skill when they take action. This is the root of the problem.

However, at this time, Tan Shuchang's main practice was shifting from the "Seven Layers of Demonic Body Sutra" to the "Blood Refining Lotus Kung Fu".

In the trickling blood, streams of blood visible to the naked eye poured into Tan Shuchang's body.

This process was very fast. It only took two breaths for everything to disappear. However, Tan Shuchang's skill and cultivation at this time had already been practiced for fifteen years!

The other three years are his training time on this Black Heart Mountain.

In the early years of Tan Mansion, Tan Shuchang was not allowed to practice. He could study literature and practice martial arts, but he was not allowed to practice. Although this was the intention of the damn lady, Prime Minister Tan actually acquiesced.

After all, the eldest son who is capable of both literary and military skills and has good cultivation is the favorite son of Prime Minister Tan.

"What a powerful Li Gui Ti Lian!"

At this time, Tan Shuchang was in a very good mood, because this increase was not only the twelve years of skill, but also the various insights he gained from the "Blood Refining Lotus Technique".

It was as if, in that moment of time illusion, he had really practiced this technique for twelve years.

"In terms of my years of cultivation, I should be almost as good as a young disciple of a big sect like Tu Jianshan." Tan Shuchang said happily.

In a large sect such as Tu Jianshan, the direct disciples of the sect practice in a step-by-step manner. He was enlightened at the age of three, studied sutras at the age of four, and began to practice formally.

And when they reach the age of nineteen, as long as they don't spend three days fishing and two days drying nets, they will basically have fifteen years of skill cultivation.

With such skill and cultivation, it can be said to be quite powerful.

Because some of the younger generation who have practiced late do not have so many years of cultivation.

And relying on the strong skills, even if the cultivation level is not deep, you can still defeat the opponent or even kill the opponent just by relying on the strong skills.

It is no exaggeration to say that the disciples from the Immortal Dao Sect are all elites among the monks.

After all, many casual cultivators do not have magical weapons, but these disciples of major sects have at least two magical weapons. One was given by the master, and the other was given by parents or other elders.

The magic weapon sounds ordinary, but it is really not an ordinary thing.

It’s not just about finding some suitable materials, building it up, and then adding something into it.

The word "Dharma" means "Dharma" in the front and "Pharma" in the back. This Dharma is also different from the power of Dharma in the realm of Kung Fu. The law here refers to one or more ultimate powers.

Magical weapons such as mountain seals can usually be large or small, but when they become larger, their power can be exerted to the extreme!

Swords and other magical weapons often contribute to the power of the law.

However, there is not only one kind of power on a magic weapon. Therefore, the grade of a magical weapon is also related to the ultimate power it possesses.

Among magic, magic, and power, there is only one kind of magic weapon, which is the lower realm magic weapon.

There can be two kinds, that is, the upper realm magic weapon.

If there are all three, this kind of magic weapon is called a spiritual magic weapon. It means that it is only inferior to spiritual treasures.

Of course, this statement is actually flattering oneself.

Because some spiritual treasures can revive the dead, rebirth with a drop of blood, and change merits without damage. It is said that there is a spiritual treasure called "Tianyuan Lingzhu". Although the name is vulgar, the monk who possesses this spiritual treasure cannot be killed by any means during the period of protection of this treasure.

There are also spiritual treasures that can permanently and significantly enhance the combat capabilities of monks, such as transforming the flesh and blood of monks into flame spirits, thunder spirits, etc.

These incredible powers are something that spiritual magic weapons can never possess.

"I don't know where my master's magic weapon is?"

Tan Shuchang couldn't help but think of this. The black-hearted old man had magic weapons. Although many of his magic weapons were shattered when his demon body was chopped off and when he encountered the seventy-two sword phases performed by the disciples of Tujian Mountain.

But there should be at least one or two left in the collection of a century-old demon.

It's normal that I didn't find it in the house last time. Most likely, this old demon hid it somewhere else.

After all, the cultivators of the Jiawu Realm don't have the habit of carrying all their belongings with them. In fact, many times when they go out, if they don't know they are going to fight with others, they won't even bring their magic weapons.