Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil! - Chapter 438
c438 Everyone is a demon, there is a fire in the backyard, and new skills are introduced
Chapter 438 Everyone is a demon, the backyard is on fire, and the new skills are making great progress and are about to be released.
Therefore, in the recent period of time, within the vast territory of the main human race.
There are undercurrents and changes between various sects and families, large and small forces.
And the source of this turbulent turmoil comes from Lin Ping’an’s unknown secret operation.
Those small actions in secret under the control of the demon species.
Like a violent storm under the night, fierce but silent, without leaving a trace.
Whether it is the interweaving of power and intrigue or the dispute of interests, they are like the tip of an iceberg, quietly surging under the water.
A certain sect area.
Several disciples walked and talked.
“I don’t know what happened recently. After Senior Brother Yuwen came back, he got close to Senior Brother Tuole, who used to be at odds with him.”
“That’s right! I remember they had a big fight over Junior Sister Tian! Why are they reconciled now? It’s really strange!”
“It is said that it seems to be related to the light film secret realm. I heard that there is a big secret hidden in it. Maybe that’s why they put aside their past grudges.”
“Even if that’s the case, it feels a little wrong! However, we can’t control Senior Brother’s affairs, and there is no way to control them!”
“…”
In fact, although the internal affairs of various sects and families have long been turbulent, for the outside world, it is still calm as usual.
All the news has been tightly blocked in the invisible, and no one has leaked it.
Like the undercurrent surging under the calm lake, no one knows, and no one can touch its true face.
In the resident areas of various family sects, similar scenes are quietly staged.
Whether it is the world-famous thousand-year-old ancient sect or the secretive and low-key emerging forces, they have not been spared from this invisible storm.
Those disciples who usually strictly guard their character and have high cultivation, and even some respected elders.
Unknowingly, their souls have been quietly infected by the demon species.
In their eyes, there is no longer clarity and determination, but confusion of being manipulated.
Their words and deeds have become puppets in Lin Pingan’s hands, at his mercy.
They have become his tentacles extending in this main vein of the human race, and they will have an influential clone.
Moreover, these people who have been eroded by the demon species are unaware of their own changes, as if everything is taken for granted.
Under the drive, they are like sharp blades that can be discarded at any time.
As long as there is a thought, these people can rush to any target without hesitation, without any self-awareness.
Their existence is as cheap as cannon fodder on the battlefield.
They can be used as disposable consumables at any time to complete various tasks and achieve different goals.
Outside the light film, the main human race masters who were studying how to better attack the Great Xia human realm and seize the benefits and gain benefits did not know about it.
There was a fire in the rear.
At the same time, in the quiet and deep living room of Villa No. 1 of the Great Xia Academy.
Lin Ping’an’s eyes were as bright as stars, shining brightly, and every inch of his skin seemed to be breathing in and out endless power.
His fingers danced with his thoughts, as if he was carving a mysterious talisman scroll in the air.
In his body, a unique power from the demon seed was flowing and turning silently.
The law of cause and effect moved with the rhythm of thoughts, and the demon seed was like a bottomless treasure house with vast content, continuously delivering mysterious and powerful cultivation knowledge and energy.
Every feedback was like a ray of wisdom, quietly blending into the flesh, bones and even the depths of the soul, turning into a part of the foundation.
The mental power attracts these knowledge like a magnet, analyzes and absorbs them, and cleverly integrates them with his own martial arts philosophy.
Sometimes he closes his eyes and thinks, sometimes his eyes flicker, and every thought surges, which is a sublimation and breakthrough of the understanding of the new technique.
At this moment, the atmosphere is tense and solemn.
Only the faint light emanating from his body occasionally, and the flash of spiritual light when the demon seed transmits knowledge back, break the silence.
At the same time, the progress of the creation of the new technique is also steadily improving under Lin Ping’an’s operation.
50%…55%…60%…
One day, two days, three days…
Days pass by, and Daxia is also a new change every day.
Streets and alleys, park lakeside, and even school playgrounds.
Every inch of Daxia is full of vitality and vigor.
Nowadays, in this country, martial arts are prevalent and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Like spring rain, it moistens things silently and becomes an indispensable part of people’s lives.
The morning sun is like a golden painter.
With the sky as the curtain and the earth as the paper, vivid pictures are drawn.
In the ancient streets, the agile old men face the morning light and sweat in the cool air.
They clenched their fists, and each move contained the strength honed by the years.
The sound of breaking through the air, with its lightness, heaviness, slowness and urgency, is both a low singing of the years and the echo of an exciting war song, crossing time and space and reaching people’s hearts.
By the lakeside, willow branches swayed and the water rippled, reflecting the figures of the warriors.
Whether it was a fist or a sword, or quiet as a virgin, or moving like a rabbit, the power of hardness and softness was fully interpreted.
And the children watching also followed the practice.
On the wide playground of the school, the breath of youth was blowing in the face.
The students wore uniform training clothes and lined up in neat rows, following the martial arts teacher’s movements, one move at a time, rigorously and seriously.
The sun penetrated the mist, sprinkled on the determined faces of the people, and reflected the light of hope for the future.
These scenes together constructed the unique landscape of Daxia.
The martial arts spirit deeply rooted in the bones and blood has taken root in everyone’s heart and blossomed.
On the Tiandao network, the atmosphere also changed, and countless people were discussing the tips of cultivation.
“The Three Swords of Avici Road is the best attacking technique, and it is a must-practice for everyone!”
“That’s right! It’s not that we can’t afford the Seven Demon Swords Against Heaven, but the Three Swords of Avici Road is more cost-effective.”
“The Breath-Containing Technique” and the Concealing Technique have gradually become useless techniques! When training the next generation, these two techniques should be deleted from the training plan!”
“The Lord Guardian seems to be in seclusion again! There is still a terrifying atmosphere near the No. 1 Villa of Daxia Academy!”
“I don’t know when we will go on the expedition. I can’t help but want to bring light and freedom to the so-called main human race!”
“Agree +1.”
“…”
In addition to cultivation, there are also many discussions about other things, including those related to the expedition.
Some people agreed when they saw it, and some lurkers were so angry that their teeth were about to break.
Bullshit light and freedom, these stupid people of the branch human race actually despise the sect family so much.
Obviously, only they can dominate the human race and guide the future.