Yuanchen's mother died early, and his father, who is the leader of Moxiu, was obsessed with practicing and massacring, and he was indifferent to him.
When Yuan Chen was young, the leader accidentally injured him because of his madness, and destroyed the underground palace at that time when he went crazy, so Yuan Chen, who survived by chance, lost his memory by accident, and there was no one around him.
Soon after, Yuan Chen was picked up and adopted by Li Zhen's parents, and they became brothers with Li Zhen. Then, the two of them participated in the entry test of the Tiangan Sect and became cultivators.
Yuan Chen, who lost his memory, didn't know that the blood of the demon cultivator was flowing in his body, and it was useless to practice the cultivation method, so he appeared to be mediocre, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get half of the progress from the cultivation method.
And because he hadn't awakened his demon cultivator's bloodline yet at a young age, others didn't notice anything unusual about him.
If there is no accident, he will live an ordinary life in the Tiangan Sect as a disciple of cultivation. If he does not have a demon of desire for Jiang Fumeng, he will never know his identity as a demon cultivator.
But coincidentally, the book that Li Zhen accidentally mixed up in the mind method that Li Zhen took from Fengyue Peak's library at that time was used by Moxiu.
In the early years, a demon cultivator mixed into the Tiangan faction, although he was soon discovered and strangled by the real person of the Tiangan faction, but the cultivation method he had secretly written was left in the library, and was misunderstood. It fell into Yuan Chen's hands by mistake.
Yuan Chen felt very different when he first practiced that mental method, such a strange and natural feeling, as if it was born for him.
And after practicing for less than a month, he finally noticed the abnormality of this mental method after he found that he had actually broken through the foundation-building stage.
He is the son of the master of Moxiu, and his talent is stronger than ordinary Moxiu. Although he still didn't understand what kind of mind method this was, he subconsciously felt that this was not what a cultivator would like to see, so he instinctively read it. Yes, he concealed the existence of this mental method, and tried his best to hide his mediocrity, and tried his best to avoid anyone's suspicion.
He faintly felt that he seemed to be walking in a dangerous direction, but he didn't have the slightest intention to stop, because the skyrocketing cultivation brought about by practicing this mental method made him truly feel the innate The sense of plunder, the feeling of being filled with a steady stream of power is really intoxicating.
He longs to be strong, he wants to be strong, he must be strong.
After becoming Jiang Fu's inner disciple, he found that his interest in Jiang Fu was far higher than cultivation, so he voluntarily became Jiang Fu's inner disciple, spying on the real Chengshui who was in the closest place, Accompany him oppressively with the most ardent and sincere love.
But Jiang Fu still drove him away.
From the first time he saw the cloud of black mist, Yuan Chen knew clearly that he had finally developed a demon with bones, and that demon told him the most shameful, most absurd and crazy secret.
And that secret is Jiang Fu.
want him
want to.
Then become stronger than him and beat him hard.
good.
Yuan Chen, who left the Tiangan Sect, took the initiative to find the scattered Moxiu, and then led him to meet his leader's father who had been away for many years.
The leader had long forgotten his son who was lucky enough to survive. When they reunited, he just announced him as the little leader and continued to practice crazily.
Cultivation will be more comfortable and smooth in the environment of the demon cultivators. Yuan Chen, who stayed in the demon cultivator group, has been concentrating on cultivating in the underground palace until he finally found a suitable opportunity to appear, and then ordered the demon cultivators to lead Jiang Fu to the slaughtered town. , and he himself appeared in front of Jiang Fu with a brand new identity.
This time, he easily won Jiang Fu's favor, and was even connived to do even more excessive things to him.
It's like a beautiful dream.
Yuan Chen sympathized with that humble and obsessed Tieniu, was jealous of himself who now possessed Jiang Fu openly, and even hated Jiang Fu who was unparalleled in appearance and played with everyone's feelings in his hands but was so ruthless.
It really makes people love and hate, not only reluctant to hurt him, but also wishing to bite him to pieces.
The main hall of the Moxiu leader is more luxurious and magnificent. There is a strong smell of blood here, and even the cracks in the ground are filled with traces of years of killing.
The leader has been obsessed with cultivation all year round, almost to the point of madness. He will often take away the inner alchemy of others in a moody manner, so the demon cultivators who serve him are all trembling.
When Yuan Chen walked into the main hall, the leader was pulling the hand holding the inner alchemy from Moxiu's corpse's chest. He threw the body aside casually, and then swallowed the inner alchemy and melted it into his body.
The blood stains in his eyes made Yuan Chen frowned in disgust, he walked to the center of the main hall and refused to take another step, and asked coldly.
"looking for me?"
The leader looked very happy when he turned around and saw him, as if he was a loving father, and smiled at him kindly.
"My dear son, come here and let my father see."
Yuan Chen turned around and left with a blank expression. Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and it was the leader who suddenly stopped in front of him.
The leader was very satisfied with his superb cultivation, and patted him on the shoulder with a hand that was still stained with blood. He couldn't help showing off his huge ambition without concealing it.
"As a father, you will soon become an immortal, good son, our demon cultivators will soon rule the world!"
Yuan Chen waved his hand away impatiently, his blood-red eyes, which were exactly the same as his, were filled with icy chill.
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands."
The leader who was treated like this was still caught in the fantasy of becoming a fairy, so he was not very angry, not to mention that Yuan Chen was his only son, so he would naturally be more tolerant.
He narrowed his eyes and asked meaningfully.
"Blood is the most delicious food in the world, my dear son, didn't you think so when you ordered the massacre of the whole town?"
Yuan Chen was silent for a while, then said coldly.
"If it's okay, I'll go."
When the leader saw that he was really going to leave, the hypocritical father-son relationship was immediately forgotten, and his real purpose was immediately revealed.
"Don't go! Good son, as a father, you will soon become an immortal, but you still need an inner alchemy above the stage of transforming gods. I heard that Master Chengshui of the Tiangan Sect is at the stage of refining the void, which is just right."
He seemed to have completely forgotten how cold-blooded and ruthless he was to Yuan Chen in the past, and he naturally made an urgent request to his only son.
"My dear son, go quickly and get his inner alchemy for your father. Then you will become an immortal for your father. You will be the new leader of Moxiu!"
Compared to his throbbing, Yuan Chen remained calm, almost indifferent.
He raised his eyelids and looked at his biological father, without any fluctuations in his heart. They were father and son, but they had no feelings for each other, no warmth or love, only estrangement and use.
Yuan Chen didn't plan to pay attention to his father, but if he dared to harbor evil intentions towards Jiang Fu, it would touch his bottom line.
He was not afraid of the Demon Cultivator who had lived a hundred years longer than himself in front of him, and his tone was unquestionable.
"Don't move him."
"Why?"
The leader didn't expect that the taciturn man would unceremoniously refuse his order, which made him feel extremely annoyed, like being slapped in the face.
He lowered his face, and the terrifying majesty suddenly filled the hall with the deep red in his eyes, and even the demon cultivators in every corner of the underground palace felt a shudder spontaneously.
"I heard that you have been a disciple of the Tiangan Sect for a few years. Why, you are reluctant to attack your master? Yuanchen, you are my son Yuanfeng, and you are an out-and-out demon cultivator. Follow Can a cultivator forget his own nature after learning it? Impossible."
The leader's sarcasm sounded weird, but it did speak to what Yuan Chen couldn't avoid.
His gaze suddenly became sharp, not to be outdone, but also exuded a powerful and fierce majesty, the blood red in his eyes was dripping, and the burst of light was even stronger than that of the leader.
The leader was secretly startled, and found that his aura had been faintly forced back.
He has practiced demons for hundreds of years, and he is used to being above ten thousand people. The powerful enemy he meets now is actually his own son. Deep jealousy and eagerness to snatch.
Even though he had taken countless people's inner alchemy to delay his own life, he could still deeply feel every inch of his depleted flesh and the sense of panic that was becoming powerless.
Demon cultivators are different from comprehension practitioners, because they went astray and had to survive with blood and plunder, like rotten moss in a dark corner, cut off by the rules of heaven, every trace of delusion secretly devouring the light.
The complex emotions in the eyes of the leader were completely seen by Yuan Chen, he sneered and said.
"I have never denied my identity as a demon cultivator. It is precisely because of this that I can become what I am today."
He looked at the frowning leader and smiled slightly.
"Father, the only thing you have taught me in these years is that in order to get what you want, you can do whatever you want, you can be utterly conscientious, and you can do whatever you want."
"Your teachings are deeply engraved in my heart."
Yuan Chen's tone was sincere and sincere, as if he really was an obedient son who humbly listened to his father's instructions, but what was completely different was his sinister and stern look, with thick red eyes and a cold smile.
The leader's pupils shrank suddenly, and he opened his mouth for some unknown reason, trying to reprimand this disturbing son, but he felt a burst of suffocation pain when he took a breath, as if all the internal organs were smashed and crushed by a big hand, and they were ripped apart. out of the body.
All perceptions slowly disappeared within a few seconds of dullness, and he didn't realize that he was spitting out big mouthfuls of blood, almost dyeing his stiff body into a blood man.
In a trance, he saw the careless Yuan Chen pinching the bloody inner alchemy in his hand, then slightly curled up his palm, and when he opened it again, the one that had absorbed countless inner alchemy belonged to the heyday of the Moxiu leader. Neidan has been annihilated into ashes.
And Yuan Chen's face was full of disgust, it seemed that the body-fit Neidan who was desperately supported by the leader as a treasure was a very disgusting dirty thing.
He took out a handkerchief to wipe off his bloody hands, and said calmly without raising his head.
"In order to repay you, I will also send you a word."
The leader who had lost his inner alchemy fell to the ground with a bang, a dirty handkerchief was thrown on the stiff and haggard body, and the expression of death was full of unbelievable horror.
The footsteps standing beside him walked away unhurriedly, and the voice without ups and downs fell leisurely in the empty hall.
"—Never let your guard down on anyone, even your own flesh and blood, there will be a day when you will completely replace you."