Jun Nitian cultivated his true nature not for him, but just so that he could one day return to Earth to avenge himself.
But with mediocre qualifications, he could only practice the Blood Demon Sect's useless technique "The Blood Demon's Immortality Jue".
Why does the Blood Demon Sect retain such a useless skill? The reason is that the origin of the "Blood Demon Immortal Art" is very shocking. According to legend, this "Blood Demon Immortal Art" is the ancestor of the Blood Demon Sect -
—The cultivation method of the Blood Demon God, one of the ten ancient demon gods.
But why is such an awesome method called trash?
It turns out that since the ancient war between gods, the Blood Demon God was beaten to pieces by several righteous gods in that battle, so that the Blood Demon God's supreme demonic cultivation method was lost.
There are thirty-six levels in "Blood Demon Immortality Art". When you reach the thirty-sixth level, you can achieve the supreme Blood Demon Immortality Body, thus reaching the realm of immortality.
It is a pity that the "Blood Demon Immortal Art" only has nine levels left. Practicing this technique is regarded as a sign of no future in the Blood Demon Sect. Only those with mediocre qualifications will practice it in the Blood Demon Sect.
There is no other reason, because this "Blood Demon Immortal Art" can be practiced no matter what your qualifications are, because it is a set of body training methods that are specifically designed to strengthen the physical body.
Jun Nitian's qualifications are mediocre, so he has no choice but to choose to practice the "Blood Demon Immortality Jue".
"I will never give up!"
Jun Nitian slowly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked towards the front mountain. There were already sporadic figures on the mountain road behind, heading towards the front mountain.
Those were Blood Demon Sect disciples who, like him, had come to the back mountain to practice early.
The Blood Demon Peak towers into the clouds. The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist. The temples are looming on the mountain. The terrain is majestic. It is a rare spiritual mountain holy place in the Purgatory Mountains.
High-level cultivators all practice on the mountain, while young disciples like Jun Nitian, who have been practicing for less than ten years and whose cultivation is low, can only practice at the foot of the mountain.
"Well! We have to continue practicing!" Jun Nitian took an inner look at the situation within a day. He found that the screen wall on the third floor of "Blood Demon Immortality Jue" was only slightly loose, and it was about to break through the screen wall.
It's still far away.
"It has been ten years, and I have only cultivated to the late stage of heart beat, and have not even reached the golden elixir stage." Jun Nitian smiled bitterly at himself, "The disciples of other branches, even Wang Tian, who has the lowest cultivation level, have already reached the stage of cultivation.
The golden elixir is ready!"
Thinking of Wang Tian, who often caused trouble for him, a look of hatred appeared on Jun Nitian's face. The disciples of other branches were practicing the Blood Demon Sect's secret skill "Blood Demon Manual" and were making rapid progress, but
The progress of the techniques he cultivated was as slow as a snail.
In the world of cultivation, only the strong are respected, and those with low cultivation will only become the target of being bullied.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
Jun Nitian beat Le Le and his chest angrily, and suddenly felt pain in his fist, as if he had hit something hard. He let out a light sigh, moved his clothes away, and exposed the hard thing in his chest.
"Who is this jade pendant? When did I get this jade pendant? Why can't I remember it?"
Jun Nitian touched the white jade pendant on his chest, and was extremely surprised. He had no idea when he had such a jade pendant on his chest, as if he couldn't feel its existence at all. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jun Nitian would have
The existence of this jade pendant is not yet known.
At this time, the jade pendant was stained with a drop of Jun Nitian's blood, giving off a faint halo.
"Forget it, I haven't finished today's task yet."
Jun Nitian shook his head and straightened his clothes, then walked along the mountain road and around to the front mountain. At this time, Jun Nitian didn't know that when he moved his eyes away from the jade pendant, he had already forgotten the jade pendant on his chest.
The existence, as if I had never seen the jade pendant before, was directly erased from my mind by an invisible force.
But the jade pendant on Jun Nitian's chest still existed.
On both sides of the quiet mountain road, unknown flowers bloomed. The faint smell of grass and the faint fragrance of flowers floated into Jun Nitian's nose from time to time.
The attack on the golden elixir barrier just now failed. Jun Nitian's body suffered a big impact, and injuries were inevitable. However, he did not take the injury as a thing at all, because after practicing the "Blood Demon Immortality Jue", other than
Although there is no physical ability, the body's ability to heal itself is amazing.
When Jun Nitian came to Qianshan, he met more and more disciples, but no one greeted him. They seemed to turn a blind eye to him, or they just glanced at him with contempt and walked away.
"Hmph! When I become stronger, let's see how I deal with you!"
Jun Nitian's face was expressionless and indifferent. Facing the contemptuous looks cast by some of his classmates, he remained calm. He had already ignored such rollickings.
"Ouch, isn't this our cultivation genius Jun Ni Tian? No, he should be a waste of cultivation, haha..." Suddenly, a wanton laugh came from the front.
Hearing this familiar and disgusting voice, Jun Nitian frowned!
On the gravel-covered path, three young men wearing the same clothes as Jun Nitian walked towards them. The first one laughed loudly and looked at Jun Nitian with a mocking look on his face, while the two young men behind him also laughed in a low voice.
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Seeing these three young men, Jun Nitian's eyes flashed with a look of disgust, and he was ready not to leave as soon as possible.
These three were the outer disciples who were on the lower end of the spectrum among the several outer disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, and they often bullied Jun Nitian.
"Hey, good-for-nothing Junior Brother, why are you walking so fast?" The three young men also laughed and followed Jun Nitian onto the trail. There were seven or eight other young disciples on the trail.
However, when these disciples saw the three young men mocking Jun Nitian, they couldn't help but slow down a little, as if they wanted to watch a show.
Speaking of which, Jun Nitian's reputation among the Blood Demon Sect is quite good. Of course, this reputation is not a good one.
Jun Nitian strode forward. He was a gangster in his previous life. He knew that he could only endure it at this time. He could not argue with guys like Wang Tian. He would deal with them when he became stronger in the future.
"What? A waste material is a waste material. Not only are you a waste material, but your master is also a waste material. Huh! Only a waste material can practice that rubbish technique. You really got kicked in the head by a donkey. You are so stupid." Jian Jianjun.
Wang Tian felt that he was losing face because he ignored him, and started to curse him with spittle!
"Wang Tian, don't go too far!" Jun Nitian suddenly turned around, staring at Wang Tian with stern eyes, clenching his fists tightly, because he used too much force, every finger on his fists
His joints turned white, and the anger in his chest suddenly erupted like a volcano.
The only thing that Jun Nitian cares about in this world is his master, because his master is also a person with mediocre qualifications. He was able to stay in the Blood Demon Sect because his master liked him, otherwise
How could he enter the Blood Demon Sect with his qualifications!
Therefore, Jun Nitian respects his master very much. His master is also Nilin in his heart and he does not allow anyone to insult him!
He tolerated this Wang Tian in every possible way, but Jun Nitian couldn't bear the other party calling him Master.
"Oh! The loser is also angry? Why, you want to hit me, do you have the ability? Haha..." Wang Tian glanced at Jun Niantian who clenched his fists, and walked up to Jun Nitian with disdain
, puffed out his chest, looking flat.
Wang Tian knew that Jun Nitian had not reached the golden elixir stage and was no match for him. This is how the world of cultivation is, where the big fish bullies the small fish and the small fish eats the shrimp. Jun Nitian is undoubtedly the shrimp.
Wang Tian's provocative and arrogant words did not disgust the other disciples watching the show on the road. The world of cultivation is like this. The jungle eats the strong. If you are weak, no one will sympathize with you at all, because this is a world where the strong is respected.
Jun Nitian stared at Wang Tian in front of him with an angry look on his face, but soon his anger subsided and his clenched fists loosened.
Although he wished he could punch this hateful guy in the face, causing him to burst into laughter and his nose to bleed, but Jun Nitian knew that his current strength was not a match for Wang Tian, and he would only bring humiliation to himself if he fought with him.
, be patient first and then retaliate later.
Jun Nitian glared at Wang Tian fiercely, then turned around and left.
"Boy, you..." Wang Tian was furious when Jun glared at him.
"Senior Brother Wang, why do you care about such a loser? Let's go to the Blood Demon Pavilion quickly to receive today's mission!" said a young man next to Wang Tian.
Every sect has many affairs to deal with, and the Blood Demon Sect is no exception. Disciples who have been in the sect for less than ten years have to receive chores. Only the inner disciples of the Blood Demon Sect can be carefree on the mountain.
To practice the practice of distracting thoughts, you don’t need to do any chores.
The Blood Demon Sect is divided into the inner sect and the outer sect. Only by becoming a disciple of the inner sect can one be considered a true disciple of the Blood Demon Sect. To become an inner sect disciple, one must cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.
On top of the inner disciples, there are also true disciples. Only by becoming a true disciple can one be considered a truly powerful being in the Blood Demon Sect.
"Okay! I will definitely repair him properly when I have the opportunity in the future. If you still act like that if you don't have the ability, you are really looking for death!" Wang Tian looked at Jun Nitian who disappeared on the pine forest path in front of him with hatred, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
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When Jun Nitian came to the Blood Demon Pavilion, there were already many disciples from the Blood Demon Sect coming in and out at the gate of the Blood Demon Pavilion. The disciples who came out all held a jade tablet in their hands.
Entering the Blood Demon Gate, Jun Nitian quickly glanced at the hall and saw seven or eight young disciples taking off the palm-sized jade plaques hanging on the jade pillars in front of them. The jade plaques were crystal clear and faint.
With a layer of milky white light, it is definitely not an ordinary thing.
There is a table next to Yuzhu, and behind the table sits a middle-aged man wearing a green Taoist robe. This man is the master of the Blood Demon Pavilion. It is said that his strength has reached the distraction stage.
There are hundreds of jade pillars in the hall of the Blood Demon Pavilion. Outer disciples come in one after another from the outside and take off jade tokens from the jade pillars opposite.
The disciples who took off the jade plaques all scanned the jade plaques with their spiritual consciousness, their faces either happy or sad.
Jun Nitian came to a jade pillar, secretly thinking that God would bless him, and then took down a jade plaque.
There is a layer of restrictions on the jade pillar that isolates the spiritual consciousness, preventing these outer disciples from using their spiritual consciousness to explore the contents on the jade tablet. This is very fair, just like drawing lots. No matter whether you get a good or bad lot, you have nothing to say.
His spiritual consciousness swept through the jade tablet, and a line of writing appeared in Jun Nitian's mind.
