Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

In a blink of an eye.

More than ten days.

The southwestern border of Vietnam.

There are towering mountains, ancient trees and wolf forests here, and the air is filled with a threatening and dangerous atmosphere.

Because there are often ferocious birds and beasts, and even legendary monsters occupying the area.

As a result, an uninhabited area of ​​hundreds of miles was created.

at this time.

A carriage appeared silently in this uninhabited area.

"Master, there won't be any problems with the route we're taking, right?"

As the roars of beasts came to his ears from time to time, Yang Yongshu, who was driving, looked around and couldn't help but ask this question.

The words fell.

Zhou Xuan, who was sitting in the carriage, did not respond.

At this moment, his face was ferocious, veins on his forehead were bulging, and cold sweat was pouring out, as if he was suffering from some terrible backlash.

To know.

In the past ten days, he did not pass on his own cultivation to Yang Yongshu, but kept urging the other party to hurry up.

He originally thought that as long as he returned to the Demon Sect in advance, he would be able to find a way to resolve the backlash.

In this way, he would not have to waste his cultivation, and he could also use the sect's secret method to control Yang Yongshu.

Since Yang Yongshu cannot be used as a container to store his cultivation, then a puppet with a spiritual yang body, once trained, will definitely become his ultimate weapon.

But what he didn't expect was that in these two days, the frequency of backlash became more and more frequent, and the duration of backlash became longer and longer.

moment.

Seeing no response from inside the carriage, Yang Yongshu pulled the reins and the carriage slowly stopped.

"master……"

Yang Yongshu frowned, turned around and carefully lifted the coarse cloth curtain behind him.

When he saw Zhou Xuan, whose body was as shattered as a sieve and whose old face was distorted to the point of being almost inhuman, his expression froze slightly.

"Asshole! Who told you to stop?!"

Zhou Xuan raised his head suddenly, his deep eyes bloodshot, and raised his hand to slap Yang Yongshu in the face.

In the past few days, the pain of backlash often occurred, but he knew that Yang Yongshu was deliberately slowing down his pace, intentionally or unintentionally.

If he could use his cultivation, he would have wanted to tear Yang Yongshu to pieces alive.

Yang Yongshu covered his face, was stunned for a moment, and then a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a half-smile: "Master, you may not know yet, but from childhood to adulthood, I have also been beaten like this by our old man."

"What? You mean, I can't beat you?"

Zhou Xuan sneered and said fiercely, "Yang Yongshu, you useless piece of shit! Don't forget who gave you what you have today!"

"Master, do you mean that I should still be grateful to you?"

Yang Yongshu laughed at himself and asked in a playful tone.

Along the way, without him noticing, the number of mortals who died at his hands could be as many as seventy or eighty, if not hundreds.

This also made him realize that his master was by no means an immortal, but the legendary demon cultivator who was insidious and cunning, and regarded human life as worthless.

This means that although he has embarked on the path of cultivation, it is a path of cultivation of demons.

He was also troubled by this.

However, after repeated thinking, he figured out one thing.

Whether it is cultivating immortals or cultivating demons, as long as he becomes stronger, it is enough.

No matter how he behaves in the world of immortal cultivation, as long as he does not reveal his identity as a demon cultivator when he meets the old man and the Yang brothers and sisters again, it will be fine.

Even so, he was still grateful to Zhou Xuan.

If Zhou Xuan hadn't taught him how to cultivate and passed on his skills, he would have died in Xuancheng in mediocrity.

however.

Just ten days ago, Zhou Xuan suddenly stopped transferring his cultivation to him, which made him suspect that Zhou Xuan had other plans for him.

Of course, the reason he could consider this was because Zhou Xuan was a demon cultivator.

Therefore, when Zhou Xuan urged him to speed up, he deliberately slowed down or took a detour.

Hear the words.

Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, then his expression relaxed.

"Disciple, you can see now that I have been suffering from terrible backlash these past few days."

Zhou Xuan endured the pain of backlash and said earnestly, "Now, as long as we leave Yue State, we will reach the sect within three days. In this way, if the sect elders take action, they will definitely be able to alleviate the backlash pain of my master."

Yang Yongshu smiled and said, "Master, I seem to remember you saying that if you pass on all your cultivation to me, I can resolve the backlash from you, right?"

"you……"

Zhou Xuan's expression changed slightly, and his pupils shrank immediately.

"Hahahaha!"

Yang Yongshu suddenly burst into laughter, then his face darkened and his eyes gleamed coldly as he said, "Not only that, to be honest, after practicing the technique you taught me for these days, I've discovered another problem."

"As long as you are within ten feet of me, I will practice the technique you taught me, and I will quietly refine the spiritual energy emanating from you. Oh, you haven't told me the name of this technique yet..."

Speaking of it.

Yang Yongshu suddenly hooked his five fingers together, grabbed Zhou Xuan's head, and said with a sinister smile, "Master, I know you have some plans for me, so for the sake of safety, I can only take the initiative. Once I can completely refine your cultivation, I will be able to eliminate the rift between you and me, and I can then take you back to the sect with peace of mind."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuan's eyes immediately turned red as he roared, "Yang Yongshu, you bastard, you will die a miserable death!"

Yang Yongshu just laughed it off.

then.

He silently recited the incantation in his mind, quickly activated his magic power, and began to forcibly seize and refine the spiritual energy in Zhou Xuan's body...

at the same time.

Minshan Market.

Minxi Lane.

Yang Xiaosheng rubbed his palms just as he spread out the spiritual paper and prepared to try to make a third-grade spiritual talisman.

The panel in his mind suddenly lit up, and a line of eye-catching font appeared.

[Experience: +200 (Experience conversion from Yang Xiu)]

[Current Cultivation: (787/900) Qi Condensation Level ]

"Uh?"

Yang Xiaosheng suddenly stopped and said happily, "I didn't expect Xiu'er to break through to the second level of Qi Condensation in such a short time. If nothing unexpected happens, the other little guys should be breaking through soon..."

The words have not yet fallen.

The panel in his mind began to change again.

[Experience: +700 (Experience conversion from Yang Yongshu)]

[Current Cultivation: (587/1000) Qi Condensation Level ]

"Seventh level of Qi Condensation?"

Feeling the rapid changes in the spiritual energy in his body, Yang Xiaosheng was obviously stunned, and then he kept shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

More than ten days ago.

The second brother, Yang Yongshu, advanced to a new level almost every day. Instead of being overly happy, this made him a little worried.

To know.

In his opinion, no matter how talented Yang Yongshu was, he shouldn't have made such a rapid breakthrough.

However, a rapid breakthrough is likely to cause an unstable foundation, which in turn will limit future achievements in the path of immortality.

Or, hidden dangers may be left in the early stages of practice, causing one to go astray in the later stages of practice.

Therefore, Yang Yongshu's cultivation stagnation in recent days seemed reasonable to him.

however.

It didn't take long.

Just as Yang Xiaosheng finished praying before making the talisman, the panel in his mind changed again.

……