We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

Wan Dao Demon Sect, the peak is different.

Ling Xiao held a cup of clear tea and sipped it lightly.

Beside him, Xiao Tu stood quietly in the distance, with a touch of awe in his eyes.

"So, the Wangchuan clan really led the forces of Taoism to fight against the ancient Sect of the Holy Cloud?"

There was a hint of playfulness on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth. He didn't expect that at the end of the story, there would be waves again.

It is indeed a world of great contention.

"Yes! Young Master, it is said that the Holy Cloud God Emperor privately swallowed the entire Yunshu Xianzong's heritage, and was beaten by the masters of the forces to the point of vomiting blood and fled."

Xiao Tu's eyes narrowed slightly.

It's too calm, the young master is too calm.

Could it be that this... he had a plan?

"Oh! Where did Yun Yao go?"

Ling Xiao drank all the tea and seemed a little dissatisfied.

Gan.

It's not a tea made by a beauty, and it really lacks a hint of fragrance.

"Junior Sister Fu is retreating to break through the delusional realm."

Xiao Tu's expression froze, and now every trace of Ling Xiao's emotion seems to be able to arouse his fear.

This feeling is not only because of the soul imprint, but also because of the shock of the young man himself.

Before he knew it, he seemed to have been completely convinced by Ling Xiao.

Now even if there is no soul imprint restriction, he is afraid that he will not dare to give birth to the slightest rebellious emotion towards this young master.

"Well, in less than half a month, it's time for Wanzong's martial arts meeting. Don't go out during this time, and study spirit art."

Ling Xiao nodded, and then found several kinds of spiritual materials from his body, and handed them to Xiao Tu.

The latter had a look of joy in his eyes and hurriedly bowed down.

"Go ahead."

Now that Yun Shu has a thousand-year-old heritage, it has saved him a lot of villain value.

Anyway, there are many treasures on him, not to win people's hearts, is it used to... pretend?

"Yes!"

It wasn't until Xiao Tu's figure was far away that Ling Xiao waved his hand, set up a formation, and called out the system.

Now his luck value has reached 6,000 points. Although there is still a gap between him and Nian Qingyun, he is much higher than the vast majority of Tianjiao in the Eastern Frontier of the Holy State.

As for the villain value, it has accumulated to 30,000.

"System, Wan Dao Mo Jue, add some points."

It's time to take that step. As long as his cultivation level has become a divine general, I am afraid that no one in the younger generation of Dongjiang will be his opponent.

As for whether there are peerless monsters in Xijiang, Ling Xiao thinks there should be.

After all, the chaos there is by no means comparable to Eastern Xinjiang.

And the real evildoer always needs the baptism of battle.

"Buzz!"

At the top of the Magic Mountain of Myriad Dao, a cloud suddenly swept across thousands of miles.

However, Ling Xiao's figure had already hid in the glazed pagoda.

The robbery clouds above the head suddenly converged, and the dazzling robbery thunder fell from the sky.

It's just that there was no panic on Ling Xiao's face, but a faint smile on his face.

"boom!"

The real body of the demon manifested, and the endless tribulation thunder package.

Everything is calm again.

Three days later, when Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly opened, a terrifying wave that made people palpitate instantly swept away.

The rolling magic turned into a tide, rushing wildly in all directions.

If this ancient glazed pagoda is not an ancient treasure, I am afraid that this power alone is enough to completely shatter the space.

"Congratulations, Lord!"

The figures of Die Ying and Mi Yong emerged from the side, and the eyes of the boy in white were also filled with awe.

When I first met, Ling Xiao was only in Xuanqing, but he didn't expect that in just one month, he would directly cross two realms and enter the level of a god general.

What kind of monstrous speed is this?

In other words, the word enchanting cannot describe this master.

"God will be one product."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently. Does the breakthrough in his cultivation also indicate that he can open the third floor of the Colored Tile Pagoda?

Since that day, Ling Xiao threw the Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Soul Palace, and Feng Chi has never taken the initiative to show up again.

Except when he plundered Yun Millet's heritage, this girl had swept away a lot of spiritual materials, so far, Ling Xiao has not seen her again for several days.

It seems that he is angry.

"Come on, follow me to meet the demon with the three-layer seal."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, he didn't intend to block the wind chime consciousness.

It's just that the origin of this girl is too mysterious, and Ling Xiao didn't dare to reveal too many secrets of herself before she figured out her identity.

The villain, how many died in Tuoda.

"Buzz!"

The seal at the entrance of the third floor was quietly broken.

Lightning flashes in Ling Xiao's eyes, and a whirlwind of wind quietly permeates his body.

According to what he thought, these three-layer demons must have already set foot in the realm of the king of gods.

And since it was a great demon from a thousand years ago, the means must be extremely terrifying.

Even with the Eight Desolate Glazed Tile Pagoda to suppress, Ling Xiao had to be more cautious.

The endless darkness came again, and as far as Ling Xiao's eyes could see, the darkness receded layer by layer, revealing a figure sitting quietly.

That shadow is not considered a stalwart, and there is no demonic energy emanating from the whole body, like a rock, motionless.

He was wearing a tattered cassock, and the bead on his chest was not golden, but an eerie white.

It was a monk with a handsome face!

Ling

Xiao frowned slightly and walked towards him slowly.

Mi Yong and Die Ying were around him, both on guard.

Eight Desolate Glazed Tile Pagoda, nine layers and nine demons.

The higher the level, the stronger the demonic cultivation, and the greater the demonic nature.

Both are ancient monsters, Miyong and Dieying naturally felt the horror of this monster.

But at this time, the demon monk still closed his eyes, as if he didn't feel anyone approaching at all.

Even if it wasn't for the breath he exhaled from his nose, Ling Xiao would have thought that he had already perished in the endless years in this tower.

"Who are you?"

It wasn't until Ling Xiao and the three stood in front of him on the promised land that the demon monk's eyes slowly opened.

Those are a pair of deep eyes that Gujing has no waves after going through the world.

There was a trace of golden light in it, but it disappeared in an instant.

"We are all a single dust for all living beings, and our names and lives are not different."

The demon monk stood with one palm clasped in front of his chest and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Amitabha."

"Since there is no difference, how can the master keep this attachment and not enter reincarnation?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, judging from the Buddha nature of this demon monk, he must have been an eminent monk in ancient times.

But why did he fall into the devil?

Are you willing to be silent in this endless darkness for hundreds or even thousands of years?

It proves that he has attachments in his heart, whether he can't let it go or ... he can't get it.

"Reincarnation and rebirth are the same. All kinds of sins are all calamities that I have to go through. Everything in this world is illusory, like a dream bubble, like electricity and like dew."

The monk said indifferently, but looked at Mi Yong and Die Ying with surprise.

"Hehehe, the master's view is broken. It's just that this world is dirty. Why don't the master come with me... to save others?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, this bald donkey's mouth is very hard, but if he is empty of all thoughts, why bother to talk about Buddha with him?

This is nothing but his temptation.

"Saving people on the other side? The poor monk is still sinking in this turbid world, how can we save people on the other side? The benefactor... joking."

"Don't eat the soft ones? Let's have some hard ones?"

Ling Xiao sneered, all over his body, the energy of the demon surged, directly transformed into a demon, and walked towards the demon monk.

"If that's the case, then I will help the master to save this life, and go back to reincarnation!"