What Chiblith left behind him was a more complete memory of the demon, which can be said to be completely comparable to the teachings of the great sages to future generations.

And demon cultivation is even different, without the guidance of predecessors, there will be many detours.

But it was precisely because of demon cultivation that Yang Tian did not touch that taboo for a long time, and he was unwilling to be willing to fall and deepen his speed of becoming a demon.

Now, he's finally figured it out.

He is a demon himself, even if he tries his best to protect the clarity in his heart, he will not be able to escape the doom of becoming a big demon in the future, and if he does not solve the fundamental solution, not only can his strength not be improved, but he is wasting his life.

If, even a mere Zhao Yu, he can't challenge it head-on, let alone more powerhouses in Zhongzhou and the unfathomable demon lord?

Demon cultivation seems to have become his only choice

"I have long known that you will choose this path one day, but I will not stop you, the road is your own, I hope you don't regret it. The dead mouse left such a sentence, and then turned away, without looking at Yang Tian from beginning to end.

Yang Tianjing sat in place, his head suddenly became very chaotic, but soon he calmed down again.

There is nothing wrong with the words of the dead mouse, the road is his own choice, whether such a choice is his own will or not, and now it has reached such a point, where to go, in fact, he has long known it in his heart, but he is just unwilling to take that last step.

"Wow"

Yang Tian did not hesitate to open the memory in his mind, and opened the perception left by Qian Yan, and in an instant, a huge demonic qi surged out, almost occupying his entire head.

However, he didn't resist anything, and at this moment, he accepted all this very calmly, including all the memories of this demon's life

He soon lost consciousness, or rather, his original will.

This demon foot has lived for thousands of years, and if he goes through all his memories, he will have to lose himself.

Fortunately, in this memory, only all the cultivation experiences and the unique ways of demons were expounded, and other memories were directly dissolved.

These are two very different concepts of practice from monks!

Yang Tian looked at it word by word, repeatedly understood, and as his understanding continued to be deep, he himself did not realize that the spiritual platform in his heart had already been invaded by the black demonic qi, leaving only a gap in the clarity.

Maybe it's because he is a demon himself, when Yang Tian comprehended this insight, he was extremely calm, as if everything was logical, and all he needed was to guide, excessively

Following the footsteps of the demon, step by step, he suddenly found that he had walked very deep, obviously he had already walked a long way, and the fear in his heart arose, but another voice was saying to him, continue to move forward

It was an irresistible temptation. Confuse.

In the face of the improvement of strength, no one can be absolutely calm.

Finally, after walking many steps, his consciousness seemed to be about to be lost, lost in the invisible demonic thoughts

At this critical moment, a trace of aura spontaneously emerged from his body, and suddenly became a bright light in his heart, scattering all the surrounding demonic qi.

He shuddered, and finally opened his eyes.

Fang Cai can be described as dangerous and dangerous, one second he was obviously still conscious, and the next moment he completely lost himself, if it wasn't for that trace of aura to guide him, I am afraid that he would be directly invaded by that demonic energy, and finally become a person who lost his instinctive will.

That aura?

Yang Tian was stunned for a moment, and when he went to induct it carefully, he was even more surprised in his heart.

The origin of this trace of aura is very expensive, and it is mixed with the two breaths of heaven and earth spiritual heart and Xuanguang cold stone, which is the purest righteous qi between heaven and earth, thus dispelling demonic thoughts and saving his life at a critical moment.

Yang Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and he still had some palpitations and was still in shock.

That's also the demonic thought of Daxian, even if he is dead, but this is the same truth, with his current strength, if he forcibly perceives it, it is a little reluctant.

But he didn't give up because of this, in order to greatly increase the success rate, he took out the black seed in the dantian, held it in the palm of his hand, and once again desperately dived into the divine consciousness to comprehend the wisp of demonic energy

Seven days.

It's not long to say it's long, and it's not short to say it's short.

For the monk, however, it seemed that it could pass in the blink of an eye.

And for Yang Tian at this time, it seemed to be extremely far away, as if he had suddenly become a young man from the footsteps of a teenager, such a crazy progress, but there was unbearable pain.

On the top of the mountain, he stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, a pair of dark brown eyes looking into the distance, his black hair was windless and automatic, and he felt elegant.

It's just that his aura has changed.

If in the past, there would be a trace of Xianxia's taste, but now, this breath has left him.

In its place, there is a different kind of evil.

This kind of expression is not something that Yang Tian can pretend, but a slight change that he got after entering the demon Xiaocheng and having some understanding.

The thing that Qianyan left him was worthy of being a precious thing, and with the fact that he and Hongluan had become demons, this precious thing was even more precious in his eyes, and it could be called priceless.

"It seems that your harvest is really big. The dead mouse came out at some point, and he also learned Yang Tian to look into the distance and muttered.

"Well, I finally understand that. Yang Tiandao.

"What?"

"The ascension speed of the demon is always faster than that of the monk, and this sentence is really not groundless. Yang Tian laughed at himself, and continued, "One is the pursuit of the state of mind, while the other is the pursuit of self-depravity, which in itself is completely incomparable. ”

"What do you want to say?" asked the dead mouse.

"I remembered a sentence before, it only takes three minutes for a person to become bad, but it takes three years to become a good person" Yang Tian sighed with emotion.

Now he really has such a feeling, cultivating demons and cultivating immortals are simply opposites.

Cultivating immortals pays attention to the avenue in their hearts, how to fit the avenue, I am afraid it is the threshold that countless monks cannot cross, and cultivating demons does not need to, entering the demons pays attention to doing what they want, and does not curb their own thoughts, then everything will definitely fall into place.

The dead mouse scratched his cheeks, very speechless, and seemed to be unable to understand at all, so he could only shake his head and said: "Don't talk nonsense about those useless things, I just want to ask you, are you sure to defeat that Zhao Yu now?"

Hearing this, Yang Tian was silent for a long time before he said, "I am about five points sure that I will not lose, but the holy soldier in Zhao Yu's hand is an accident." ”

"Five points? That's what I expected, and as for the matter of the Holy Soldier you mentioned, it's not like there's no solution. The dead mouse said again.

"What's the way?" Yang Tian was surprised.

In the past seven days, Yang Tian has not been in vain, although the time seems to be very short, but he has analyzed the situation almost all the time, how big his victory rate is, almost completely linked to the holy soldiers.

I think back then, when he was still in the Demon Academy, he defeated many opponents who were stronger than himself with the Qiankun ruler in his hand, it was not groundless, the difference between the holy soldier and the divine soldier was one word, but the power was completely different.

Besides, in the Valley of Snakes and Scorpions, Chen Yi and the Little Demon King of Hun Tian were holding holy soldiers, but they were enough to have a short confrontation with the Scorpion King of Daxian, what does this mean?

It's only hateful, the Qiankun ruler that was originally forged with hard work was destroyed by the Taizun of the Fumo Academy before it really played its role, and then the small poems and paintings disappeared into the Qiankun ruler, which is also related to this matter.

It can be said that this is the unbearable pain in his heart.

"There are ways, but it depends on whether you are willing to do it, and you want to get something in return, without the same level of effort, it is impossible. "The dead mouse is a good seller, and he is not in a hurry.

Yang Tian knew his temperament, and scolded with a smile: "Let's hear it, what are your good ideas?"

"Originally, I didn't have any hope that you would be able to restore the Qiankun Ruler, but in this ancient forbidden city, there is one thing that can bring your Qiankun Ruler back to life. The dead mouse said categorically, his eyes full of cunning.

Yang Tian was suddenly overjoyed, and asked, "What is it?"

"In the City Lord's Mansion, there is an underground treasure that no one opened four thousand years ago, and it should still be there now," muttered the dead mouse as if thinking of a long memory.

"Underground treasure, but what no one has been able to open for 4,000 years, how can I open it?" Yang Tian asked rhetorically.

The dead mouse glanced at him and shook his head: "No, in today's world, you are the only one who can know about this matter and can open it." ”

"Me?" Yang Tian was still puzzled.

The dead mouse nodded, and finally said the reason: "Yes, because this place, only demons can enter, and the fate of ordinary people when they enter is to become a dry bone and die a tragic death."