It's just that under repeated betrayals, in order to take revenge, and in order to get ahead early, and to become the strongest in the shortest possible time, he gave up the Immortal Dao and changed to the Demon Dao with the fastest progress-

For the same cultivation path, in the first hundred years, the cultivation of demons was much faster than that of the immortal path.

In a hundred years, people in the Demon Dao can cultivate to the top of the world, and they are proud of the world.

However, the Immortal Dao can only be cultivated to the point where he barely squeezes into the ranks of masters, and he is untouched by everyone.

But there are gains and losses, although the progress of the Immortal Dao is slow, but the basic skills are solid, step by step, washing the bones and changing the marrow, the spiritual power is slowly enhanced, which is extremely beneficial to the body, will not go crazy, and once it breaks through the tenth order, the spiritual power will advance by leaps and bounds......

Although the Demon Dao is progressing the fastest, the side effects are also obvious, once the cultivation reaches a top, it is difficult to make another progress, and it is easy to be eaten by the demonic power in the body, in order to suppress the madness of the demonic power in the body, he must kill to stop killing, and use other people's blood and souls to suppress the demonic power in the body-

This is also the main reason why although his qualifications are not worse than those of Emperor Shiyin, he has never been able to catch up with him.

Cultivating demonic skills is like smoking a big cigarette, even if you sleep, you must always practice, otherwise it is easy to go mad and go crazy.

Once cultivated, it is immortal. The deeper the demonic skill, the more difficult it is to get rid of this shackle, and you can only cultivate step by step, until you are completely devoured by the demonic skill in your body, and your soul is annihilated-

The quickest way to cultivate demonic skills is to use resentful spirits to cultivate, which is also Feng Xiaoxun's main cultivation method.

But in the past five hundred years, he has slept more and killed less, and the magic power in his body has been severely damaged, and there are faint signs of backlash.

This time, he had been asleep for more than fifty years, and he originally wanted to start killing and making resentful spirits to suppress the demonic power in his body after waking up, but he didn't expect to be awakened by Fang Xiyan's fire halfway!

I didn't expect that the demonic power he had worked so hard to cultivate for 10,000 years would be refined by this girl's desperate array......

He poisoned the people in Niujia Village because he was jealous, and he also wanted to wait for it to get dark and use the resentful spirits of those people to restore his demonic power.

But she didn't expect Gu Ximo to come to Fang Xiyan and go to Niujia Village with Fang Xiyan to investigate the case, Fang Xiyan exerted her spirit as an exorcist to overtake those resentful spirits, causing his plan to fail-

There is only a little bit of his demonic power left, and naturally he will not fight back.

Originally, when his demon power was full, he could no longer cultivate the Immortal Dao at all, because the two forces of one good and one evil would fight in his body.

Now that it's okay, his demonic power is already almost negligible, and cultivating the Immortal Dao will no longer cause physical discomfort......

Since he was going to be with that girl these days, he was afraid that he would be noticed by her if he cultivated his demonic power, and he didn't want to reveal his identity until she fell in love with him.

Otherwise, with her temper, breaking off with him would be regarded as mercy to his subordinates, and nine times out of ten she would think of accepting him!

Then he will lose too much!

He absorbed the essence of the moon for a while, only to feel that the strength in his body had recovered somewhat, and then he stood up, and his body was together, and he went back to the inn like a light smoke.

The inn was still quiet, light as a tanuki, and he returned to his bedroom, where sat a child who looked exactly like him.

"Tianyi ,......," he called.

"Something?" The child did not lift his head, and his voice was muffled, as if he had not woken up from a deep sleep.

Feng Xiaoxun smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, and the child suddenly disappeared, and there was only a piece of paper in place.