Evil cultivation is a taboo word in the Song Kingdom, and even in the entire Eastern Regions, once discovered, it will be attacked by all the monks, regardless of the righteous path and the demonic path, they will fight with it endlessly.

A monk who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old asked: "May I ask the seniors, what exactly is evil cultivation, the younger generation also heard the elders say it when they were in the sect, but the elders seem to be very taboo about this word, and there are few records about evil cultivation in ancient books and classics, most of them are vague. ”

A group of monks saw that someone had opened their mouths, and they all looked at Cang Mozi expectantly, Cang Mozi was reluctant to say, and was about to scold the young monk, but Qing Tan said: "It's better for you to say less about these things, in case they are used by someone with a heart, you know the consequences." ”

Cang Mozi's eyes widened, and he snorted coldly: "The old man is sitting up straight, unlike some people, who claim to be famous and upright, but they have done all those dirty things. ”

A group of unworldly monks felt that the atmosphere was not right, and they all shrank their heads and did not dare to speak, but the light that came out of their eyes betrayed their true thoughts.

Just when Cang Mozi was telling a group of young monks about the darkness of this world, on the basement floor, Liu Xunxiang opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, a touch of gray faded from Liu Xunxiang's eyes, but this time Liu Xunxiang really felt the existence of the gray mist, and muttered: "It seems that this gray fog saved my life again." ”

Recalling what happened before she fainted, Liu Xunxiang struggled to sit up with all her strength, and when she saw the sloppy old man lying not far from her, Liu Xunxiang hurriedly crawled over with her hands and feet.

"Old man, old man, wake up quickly, old man, don't scare me, old man..." Liu Xunxiang used all his strength to shake the old man, but the old man just lay on the ground motionless.

Liu Xunxiang's heart trembled, a bad premonition came to her heart, and slowly reached under the sloppy old man's nose, and the hand that had just been placed under the nose immediately shrank back as if it had been pricked by a needle, Liu Xunxiang only felt that her world collapsed in an instant, and the strength of her whole body was also drained away by this moment's collapse, and Liu Xunxiang, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the old man's body with blank eyes, and was a little dazed for a while.

After a long time, Liu Xunxiang muttered to himself: "Old man, this is a life I owe you, I, Liu Xunxiang, swear, all the monks who attacked you and me in the cave today, if I Liu Xunxiang does not die this time, he will be successful in his cultivation every day, and he will take their heads as a sacrifice for you." ”

"Poof~"

The sudden laughter startled Liu Xunxiang, who was talking to herself, but the sloppy old man couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Hahaha, stinky boy, you're going to laugh at me, old man, I really can't hold back my laughter, hahahaha" The sloppy old man's smile was a little out of tune.

Liu Xunxiang looked at the sloppy old man who was laughing and was a little sluggish for a while, his face gradually turned from sluggish to angry, and finally he couldn't help but cry in the arms of the sloppy old man.

Liu Xunxiang didn't cry when he was abandoned by the scale armor army, Liu Xunxiang didn't cry when Wang Panshan was pierced through the chest by Du Zhong, who was hugged from childhood to adulthood, Liu Xunxiang didn't cry when he learned that he was abandoned by the family, Liu Xunxiang didn't cry when he was chased by the big snake and was forced to jump off the cliff, Liu Xunxiang didn't cry when he climbed the cliff several times alone, Liu Xunxiang didn't cry when the sloppy old man cheated to death, but when the sloppy old man suddenly sat up, Liu Xunxiang couldn't hold back crying anymore.

After all, he is just a teenager, a child who has lost his family, relatives, friends, and only himself and a sloppy old man are left in the world.

The old man's laughter stopped abruptly, looking at Liu Xunxiang who was crying loudly in his arms, a hand covered with green tendons and calluses stretched out and stopped hanging above Liu Xunxiang's back, as if he was hesitating about something, but in the end, this hand still failed to fall.

A little tired of crying, Liu Xunxiang slowly stopped her tears, sat up from the arms of the sloppy old man, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and asked viciously, "What did you just laugh at?" ”

The sloppy old man reverted to his underwhelming look and said, "Little doll, you just want the old man to die like this, and you don't want to hurry up and think of saving me, and try to make it useless." ”

Liu Xunxiang scratched her head in embarrassment and muttered twice: "It's not like I can't think of any way, anyway, it's good that you're not dead, so what, what should we do now?"

After speaking, he looked around, and felt that something was wrong around him, but this tunnel was all the same, and Liu Xunxiang was not a monk and couldn't see things at night, so he couldn't see why.

The sloppy old man's expression suddenly looked at Liu Xunxiang with some embarrassment and said: " Little doll, there is one thing I have been forgetting to tell you, until I saw the big snake I remembered, a long time ago, there was a scholar, like you, born mortal, but he is the kind of fate, he understands that most people in this world are mortals from birth, mortals are not waste, but they can't cultivate, just like other beasts that can't open their minds, can't cultivate into strange flowers and plants, they are just ordinary lives in this world, so he never wants to cultivate immortals, to pursue the ethereal change of life.

He is very smart, three years old literacy, five years old right, eight years old to write poetry, ten years old Tongyin law hand talk, ten miles and eight towns no one is its opponent, even if it is full of poetry and books Xiucai is willing to bow to the wind, when he was twelve years old was recommended by the mayor of the town to study in the city academy, he is also very competitive, from Xiucai to Juren, from Juren to Jinshi, step by step as a mortal to the power center of the dynasty.

But in this time when he should have been high-spirited and scolded Fang Xuan, he met a woman who changed the fate of his life, the woman was a monk, because he loved his talent, he gave up his cultivation to become a mortal, just to grow old with him and live the days when he only envied the mandarin ducks and not the immortals in the poem.

This matter was known by the woman's family and was furious, thinking that the woman was insulting to the family, so they sent a monk to kill the scholar, but at this time the scholar and the woman already had a child, the scholar watched his child being killed shortly after he was born, and the beloved woman died with the family monk in order to escape for herself, but she had no ability to protect and resist.

The scholar who was replaced by his wife and children had no choice but to flee to the palace, hoping that the palace could protect him, but how could the palace let a fairy lord be humiliated for the sake of a mere mortal?

With the help of his classmates and friends, the scholars who were beaten out of the mess escaped from the imperial city and fled all the way to the Ink Academy, the holy place of practice at that time, which was the land of sages and sages, the spiritual pillar of scholars all over the world, solemn and noble, and the last place of hope for scholars.

The hopeful scholars thought that the Ink Academy would definitely save their lives, but the Ink Washing Academy shattered the last hope of the scholars, and the Confucian cultivators, who usually opened their mouths to be benevolent, righteous and moral, coldly rejected the scholars.

Not only did he refuse to save the scholar, but he also humiliated the scholar severely, and what he said sounded high-sounding to outsiders, but for the scholar, it was a word of punishment. ”

"What did you say?" asked Liu Xunxiang curiously.

The sloppy old man sneered disdainfully: "A person who abandons his wife and children and steals his life, he dares to come to this holy place to seek refuge without bowing his head and asking for sin, such a brazen person has really lost the face of the scholar, insulted the purity of the holy land of the academy, and defiled the hands holding the pen and turning the book." ”

Liu Xunxiang was a little angry after hearing this: "These people are not things, the family that broke up the scholar's family and killed his wife and children was not criticized, but the scholar cherished his wife's life in exchange for himself and his children for the scholar but was scolded as a pig and dog, what is the reason? The scholar should live well, this is worthy of the dead wife and children, and then take a step back and say, the ants are still greedy for life, I don't think there is a big mistake in this scholar's so." ”

The sloppy old man's tears of laughter were about to come out after listening to Liu Xunxiang's words, which made Liu Xunxiang a little confused for a while.

In the final analysis, it is not that those monks pretend to be high-minded, and everything they do is just to maintain the authority of the monks in the eyes of the world that cannot be provoked.

"That's right, these sour and rotten Confucian cultivators who have lost the bones of their ancestors are very annoying, so the scholar who is like a dead heart looks at the people around him and decides to give up and flee, the palace and the holy land are unwilling to take action, then who else in this world is willing to save his life, he is a mortal, he has no power to protect himself, and he will die wherever he goes, so the later scholar was outside the gate of the Ink Academy, and the monk who was chased by the woman's family humiliated the scholar in front of thousands of monks, not only castrated the scholar, but also broke his hands and feet, in order to prevent the scholar from dying easily, he fed the life-sustaining golden pill in the family to the scholar, the purpose was to let the scholar live in such humiliationin order to inform the world of the consequences of coveting monks.

The later scholars crawled down the Ink Academy little by little under the spurning of everyone, and they have never been traced, but the blood stains of the scholars in front of the Ink Academy cannot be washed away.

No one cared about the whereabouts of the scholars, only the storytellers in the urban theater and teahouse under the academy occasionally arranged the matter for people to laugh about after dinner.

No one cares about a mortal who has wasted his hands and feet, has an elixir in his body, and can't survive and can't die.

It wasn't until thirty years later that the woman's family was wiped out overnight, and this matter was talked about by people with good deeds.

At this time, it was rumored that the dean of the Ink Washing Academy came back to receive a personal disciple, this disciple was handsome, elegant in manners, quite the style of ancient sages, just entered the academy to practice less than half a jiazi, and overwhelmed many of the same brothers and sisters, became the core disciple of the Ink Washing Academy, one of the six top in the academy, and became famous all over the world for a while, becoming an example for countless young monks to pursue their desires.

After hearing this, the imperial city also moved his mind, and wanted to marry a princess with this son, but what he got was the reply that this son was carrying a red python to wash the imperial city in blood, and the Ink Academy was furious, but before the top management of the Ink Academy could fully react, this son turned around with this red python and killed the Ink Academy.

It turned out that this son was the scholar back then.

On that day, three thousand and two disciples from the outer sect of the Washing Ink Academy died, eight hundred and thirteen disciples from the inner sect died, three disciples died and one was seriously injured, five people died from the teachings, and three of the six were broken.

A scholar who was supposed to be a mortal not only became a monk, but also had the ability to carry the monk of the Divine Realm to immortality, this news made all the monks begin to panic, and all mortals who had desires in their hearts began to move.

Whether it is the righteous path or the demonic path, whether it is a monk or a mortal, they all want to know how the scholar can shake the cultivation of the gods and mysteries by mortals.

That's the cultivation of the Divine Mystery Realm, and there may not be one out of 100,000 monks, who is strong enough to cross the starry sky. ”

Liu Xunxiang's eyes burst into light, and she hurriedly asked, "Didn't you say that mortals can't cultivate, and no one has succeeded for thousands of years, so what's the matter with this scholar? And this red python and the big snake chasing us?"

The sloppy old man nodded, and shook his head again: "The scholar is actually still unable to cultivate, not a monk, it's just that he is a genius and replaces the monk's means with special means, but this method is viciously tight, and there are many drawbacks, except for scholars, no one can use this method to compete with the Divine Mystery Realm overhaul."

Later, there were many more people like scholars in the world, but their cultivation was very cruel, and for a time it made people angry, especially the Ink Academy, which was the hardest working to hunt down these monks, after all, this is also the biggest scandal in the Ink Academy.

As for the big snake chasing us, I had been secretly observing behind the stone wall before, and it looked somewhat similar to the scholar's python recorded in the book, and I thought there must be some connection between the two. ”

After speaking, the sloppy old man looked at Liu Xunxiang and didn't speak, Liu Xunxiang knew what the old man meant, once he set foot on the immortal road, he might be treated as a monk like a scholar and be hunted down endlessly, but after listening to the scholar's matter, he strengthened his inner thoughts.

No one wants to go to the step of a scholar, not even the scholar himself.

Liu Xunxiang smiled and asked, "What is the scholar's name?"

The sloppy old man scratched his ears and cheeks and thought for a long time, and said: "I can't remember, but the old man has seen him, a white and pure scholar who is a weak scholar, and the old man admires him very much, but now the monks call him an evil cultivator." ”

Hey, sure enough, the old man didn't have a few sticks of incense before he began to brag again. However, Liu Xunxiang silently wrote down the name of the evil cultivator in his heart.

Liu Xunxiang decided not to think about it anymore, in short, the top priority is to find the heavenly and earthly treasures that can allow him to cultivate as soon as possible, since this red snake may be related to the scholar's giant python, then there is no way to break the balance and embark on the path of cultivating immortals.