On the way down the mountain, Xun Chang-an's body was stiff, and his steps were very unnatural.
He was really scared with the two Golden Crows on his shoulders.
If these two little guys accidentally ignited the True Sun Fire, he would be dead in an instant.
Halfway up the mountain, Yang Tiandong, who was cultivating, asked curiously, "Junior Brother, where are you going?"
"Master said there's a talent at the foot of the mountain and asked me to bring him up," Xun Chang-an answered honestly.
Yang Tiandong frowned slightly when he heard that.
Another disciple?
No way!
This time, I also want to take a disciple!
Yang Tiandong was very envious of Murong Qi and Fang Liang's talents. He also wanted a disciple like that.
"I'll go with you."
"Okay."
Xun Chang-an was not stupid. He could guess what Yang Tiandong was thinking, but he did not care.
To be honest, he really did not want to take any more disciples.
He felt that he was just an empty shell, and his disciples were also taught by his master.
His disciples obviously respected his master more.
If one day, Han Yan asked Murong Qi and Fang Liang to kill him, he believed that these two brats would definitely not hesitate.
The disciples all came to the foot of the mountain with their own thoughts.
Xun Chang-an opened the spell formation and called the Three-Headed Wyrm King in. The other disciples all looked at the Three-Headed Wyrm King with envy and jealousy.
The Three-Headed Wyrm King saw the two Fire Crows on Xun Chang-an's shoulders, and his heart thumped wildly.
The two little Golden Crows were glaring at him, full of hostility.
"What kind of birds are these? They actually make me feel scared … "
The Three-Headed Wyrm King's heart was in turmoil.
In this mortal world, this was the first time he had encountered a creature with a bloodline that could make him tremble in fear.
Most importantly, Yang Tiandong and Xun Chang-an were so weak. How did they obtain these two mysterious Fire Crows?
"May I ask who is the Deity Slaying Elder?" the Three-Headed Wyrm King asked carefully.
Xun Chang-an said expressionlessly, "The Deity Slaying Elder is our master. You are not qualified to meet them."
Yang Tiandong smiled and said, "Junior, don't be anxious. Since Master asked us to bring you up, he must think highly of you."
There was a stark contrast between the two's attitudes, which puzzled the Three-Headed Wyrm King.
The Three-headed Wyrm King could only suppress his doubts and follow the two up the mountain.
The two little Golden Crows kept staring at him, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Before long.
When they arrived at the top of the mountain, the Three-Headed Wyrm King saw the Fusang Tree and was shocked.
This was definitely what he was looking for!
The Three-Headed Wyrm King suppressed his excitement.
He noticed that there was a black chicken on the Fusang tree and a white dog under the tree.
These are all the Deity Slaying Elder's demon pets?
"From today onwards, you will cultivate under the tree. As for whether or not you can become my disciple, that will depend on your performance."
After saying this, Xun Chang-an walked to the edge of the cliff and gazed at the horizon. His back was extremely dejected, looking very much like a dog.
In recent years, he had always thought of Qian 'er, causing him to be unable to focus on his cultivation.
The calamity cast by the Gods and Buddhas was not something a mortal heart could withstand!
The Three-Headed Wyrm King walked to the Fusang Tree and sat down. The two little Golden Crows climbed up the tree again and continued to stare at him.
Yang Tiandong sat beside him and chatted with him.
As a senior, Yang Tiandong began to talk about his experiences over the years, wanting the Three-Headed Wyrm King to worship him.
Although the Three-Headed Wyrm King was very unhappy, he had to endure it.
The more he listened, the more disdainful he became.
Demon King Dian Su?
The coward from the north of the Great Yan?
The Three-Headed Wyrm King was tempted. He wanted to occupy the Fusang Tree, but he didn't know the Deity Slaying Elder's cultivation level, so he was very hesitant.
His rationality told him that the Deity Slaying Elder must be very strong to be able to raise those two mysterious Fire Crows.
Wait a little longer!
The Three-Headed Wyrm King sighed inwardly.
…
Several years later.
Inside the Congenital Cave, three lines of words appeared in front of Han Yan's eyes.
[Detected that you are already 700 years old. You have taken another step forward in your life. You have the following choices:]
[One: Come out of seclusion immediately and become the number one in the world. You will obtain a numinous treasure.]
[Two: Continue cultivating and surpass the Mahayana realm as soon as possible. You will obtain a Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone.]
Han Yan did not hesitate and chose to continue cultivating.
The Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone was not bad. It could strengthen Dharma treasures.
Han Yan took out the Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone and began to fuse with the Book of Misfortune.
The Book of Misfortune was the only Dharma treasure he could use to harm enemies in the Upper Realm from afar. It was worth strengthening.
A few days later, the Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone successfully fused.
[Your Book of Misfortune has been upgraded from a supreme-grade Grand Unity numinous treasure to a Grand Unity supreme treasure.]
[The Book of Misfortune is a karmic Dharma treasure. Please use it carefully.]
Grand Unity supreme treasure?
Han Yan raised his eyebrows and suddenly regretted it.
Would the Book of Misfortune hurt him instead?
Han Yan carefully used the Book of Misfortune to curse Daoist Jueyan.
He did not dare to use too much spiritual energy and tested the effects first.
Seven days later.
Han Yan put down the Book of Misfortune because he noticed that his lifespan had decreased by dozens of years.
It seemed that he could not use it for more than seven days at a time. Otherwise, his lifespan would decrease.
He clicked on his interpersonal relationships and began to check his emails.
[Your grand-disciple Fang Liang was attacked by demon beasts] x 97884
[Your good friend Jixian Shen was attacked by a fiendish cultivator] x 170210
[Your grand-disciple Murong Qi has barged into the Fiend Abyss. His fate is unknown.]
[Your good friend Mo Fuchou has absorbed the soul of a ghost god. His providence has transformed.]
[Your good friend Zhou Fan is being hunted down by ten sects. He is condensing killing intent.]
[Your Dao Companion Xing Hongxuan has comprehended an ancient breathing technique.]
[Your good friend Chang Yue 'er has comprehended an ancient breathing technique.]
[Your enemy Daoist Jueyan has lost 10,000 years of his lifespan because of your curse. He has developed a mental demon.]
[Your grand-disciple Fang Liang accidentally entered the forbidden area of TienSin Prefecture and consumed the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Holy Fruit. His aptitude has soared.]
…
Han Yan was amused when he saw Daoist Jueyan's outcome.
He felt that he could curse Daoist Jueyan to death.
Losing a few decades of his lifespan could reduce Daoist Jueyan's lifespan by 10,000 years.
It was too ridiculous!
However, Han Yan did not want to take the risk.
Although he had a lifespan of more than 100,000 years, if he did this often, he would harm himself sooner or later.
Next time, he would curse for at most six days, no more!
He would slowly torture Daoist Jueyan and Suzaku to death.
Han Yan thought smugly.
He focused his attention outside the cave abode. The Three-Headed Wyrm King was still cultivating under the Fusang Tree. Yang Tiandong was accompanying him.
All these years, the Three-Headed Wyrm King had been very obedient.
Han Yan decided to lay his cards on the table.
"Go out and call the new kid in. You can come in after he leaves," Han Yan instructed.
Upon hearing this, Wudao Jian immediately stood up and left.
When the Three-Headed Wyrm King heard Wudao Jian's message, he felt inexplicably nervous.
Yang Tiandong patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "The opportunity has come! Master wants to teach you a Mystical Power! "
The Three-Headed Wyrm King secretly despised him but nodded with a smile on the surface.
He carefully walked Inside the Congenital Cave.
Boom!
The cave abode's stone door closed, making the Three-Headed Wyrm King even more nervous.
The Three-Headed Wyrm King knelt in front of Han Yan. The moment he saw Han Yan, he was stunned.
What a handsome man!
This was the first time he had seen such a good-looking face.
Pui!
What am I thinking?
The Three-Headed Wyrm King felt that he had been infected by Yang Tiandong, and his mind began to distort.
Thinking of this, he hated Yang Tiandong even more.
Han Yan said expressionlessly, "Three-Headed Wyrm King, sixth level of the Mahayana Realm. I'll give you two choices.
"One, become the guardian general of the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain. You can cultivate under the divine tree.
"Two, die."
The Three-Headed Wyrm King suddenly raised his head and looked at him in shock.
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