Chapter 4: Mystery of Ten Thousand Years
"What? I, the demon cultivator, will be destroyed? It's just a fart, it smells bad. Think about how prosperous my demon cultivator was ten thousand years ago, how could those sanctimonious immortal cultivators be able to destroy me!"
Listening to this voice, Tu Tian made no secret of his contempt for the immortal cultivators, and felt even more strange. He couldn't help but ask: "Then..."
Unexpectedly, Tu Tian was interrupted before he finished speaking. He only heard the voice saying: "Boy, you want to ask where those demon cultivators have gone!"
"Yes." Tu Tian nodded when he heard this, and he couldn't hide the confusion in his eyes, because Tu Tian had a hunch in his heart that what happened next might not be that simple.
"Haha, I knew you would ask this question. Think about how arrogant I was as a demon cultivator ten thousand years ago. How could I be wiped out by his immortal cultivator in this mere ten thousand years?" the voice said, in his tone.
It reveals an arrogant and arrogant tone, but then becomes a little sad.
"It's just a pity that thousands of years ago, the demon cultivators worked on their own and were not subordinate to each other, and the powerful old demons refused to obey anyone. This led to constant civil wars in the large and small sects of my demon cultivators, and those shameless immortal cultivators took advantage of the loopholes. Alas,
, Time, fate!" As he said this, the voice sighed heavily, his tone full of regret and sadness.
"But fortunately, some powerful demon cultivators only pursue the great road and cannot hide, so my lineage of demon cultivators has not been slaughtered, and a trace of my demon cultivator's bloodline has been preserved. But now I am a demon cultivator."
It is already far different from what it was ten thousand years ago.”
Listening to these secrets from ten thousand years ago, Tu Tian was shocked and silent for a long time. He couldn't help but be shocked by the grand scene of demon cultivators ten thousand years ago. He also lamented the shamelessness of the immortal cultivators, because it was recorded in the book of immortal spirits that demon cultivators blatantly
Those who went against the law of heaven, those who cultivated immortals followed the law of heaven, and those who cultivated demons who prayed for cholera to be wiped out completely.
Tu Tian didn't think that this old demon who had existed for who knows how many years would tell lies to him, because it was unnecessary. Thinking of this, Tu Tian fell silent, looking at the dark withered bones and not knowing what he was thinking.
"Boy, are you guessing my identity?"
Um, Tu Tian's heart tightened when he heard this. Could it be that this old devil could really read minds? How could he know everything he was thinking?
"Are you wondering how I know what's in your heart?" That voice sounded again, and Tu Tian felt helpless after hearing this. This old devil really knew what he was thinking in his heart.
Since he could easily guess it, Tu Tian simply stopped being secretive and asked happily, but his tone became much more respectful: "I hope senior can clear up the confusion."
"Haha, you kid is so funny. I can't read other people's thoughts. I've just experienced more things than you. But since you asked, it's not something that can't be said anyway, so I'll tell you
Just you."
"I was born ten thousand years ago. I was the master of the Nether Palace, the largest sect in the Spiritual Heaven Realm at that time. I was seriously injured in the battle between immortals and demons ten thousand years ago and escaped here. However, due to the serious injuries, I have already died. This is just me.
It’s just a trace of obsession.”
Tu Tian was completely shocked when he heard this, and was stunned in his heart. A trace of obsession has such power and can easily control himself. How powerful this person's cultivation was at that time.
"Haha, kid, it's not that I am strong, it's that you are too weak. You haven't even reached the third level of Qi refining."
After saying this, the voice couldn't help but be surprised: "Huh? It shouldn't be. I think your kid's qualifications are pretty good. You shouldn't be so cultivated. Could it be that a cultivator is already so powerful, like you?
People with average qualifications can’t train them?”
"This..." Tu Tian couldn't explain at this time. Could it be that he came from another world and his body was replaced by a soul, so his qualifications were improved?
However, Tu Tian was not so stupid as to tell him his background. He quickly changed the subject and said to the black skeleton in the cave: "Then why did the senior call the boy here?"
Fortunately, the old demon was not obsessed with Tu Tian's cultivation. Listening to Tu Tian's questions, the voice sounded again, but his tone was much more solemn: "Boy, do you want to become powerful?"
Hearing this, Tu Tian didn't even think about it and said directly: "Of course I do."
"Okay, kid, I won't talk in circles. Now I want to teach you everything I have learned. Do you dare to accept it?"
"This..." Listening to these words, Tu Tian hesitated. This is undoubtedly a matter of opportunity and crisis. The opportunity is that the things taught by this thousand-year-old demon must be extraordinary. It can also be said to be powerful, but
The danger is that if you accept the teaching from this old demon, you will definitely be rejected by the immortal cultivators. You must know that in the spiritual world at this time, the immortal cultivators are respected.
However, if he didn't learn, he would undoubtedly be killed by this old demon. With his weak cultivation at this time, there would definitely be no room for resistance.
With the immediate crisis on one side and the future crisis on the other, Tu Tian thought about it and decisively chose the future. He bowed to the black skeleton and said respectfully, "Young man is willing to accept it."
As soon as Tu Tian finished his words, the voice sounded again: "Boy, you are very smart. People who are smart often live longer. I am looking forward to it!"
Tu Tian blushed a little at what the voice said, but after all, they were two people, so this strangeness only passed away briefly.
Just listen to this voice and continue: "Boy, since you have decided to join my magic sect, then become a disciple!"
Hearing this, Tu Tian couldn't help but slander him. He was forced to do so, not voluntarily. However, he had to lower his head under the eaves. At this time, Tu Tian could only kneel down respectfully and face him.
The black skeleton bowed three times.
After the ceremony, Tu Tian slowly stood up and waited quietly for the next step.
"Okay, very good. I didn't expect that I would have a successor in Nether Palace. I will not be ashamed of my ancestors. Okay, hahaha..." In an instant, bursts of laughter rang out in the cave.
"Boy, come here..."
Call me over? Tu Tian was shocked, but still walked to the black skeleton obediently.
Just when Tu Tian walked up to the skeleton, the voice then sounded: "Pick up the jade slip and the ring from my true body."
When Tu Tian heard this, he looked where he was and saw these two things inside the skeleton. He then carefully picked them up and observed them carefully.
After looking at it carefully, Tu Tian really didn't find any mystery. Fortunately, it was the voice that explained to Tu Tian: "This jade slip contains the highest skill of my Nether Palace, "Tian Mo Ce". As long as it is
If you focus your attention on this jade slip, you will see it."
The highest? Tianmo Ce? These two words deeply stimulated Tu Tian's nerves. Just listening to these two words, he knew that this technique was not ordinary. He couldn't wait to follow the old devil's instructions and concentrate on it.
Holding this jade slip.
Chapter completed!