Demon Hunter and His Hut

"The cat's defect again?"

The Jackdaw Sword Master shook his head. Facing this old fox, there were many problems, and Roger had to think twice before making a decision.

But in fact, no matter which decision he made, he was inevitably a little suspicious. He couldn't tell whether it was a decision made by himself or under the guidance of the other party.

The choice was made in a seemingly active but passive way.

There is no way to think about it too much. At present, Roger can only maximize his profits.

"There are two ways."

The Jackdaw Sword Master stretched out two thin fingers.

"By absorbing the fragments of the guardian spirit, countless negative emotions will be fostered while strengthening the strength, especially the resentment of the other party before death."

"The first is to use a special method to get rid of this resentment, to stop the killing, to pour the evil thoughts in the heart with the killing, and to condense the killing power that grows immediately into the weapon in the hand."

"Such existence is called Shura."

"Your body, your spiritual power, including your weapons will all become pure killing tools, but the only thing that can remain pure is your soul."

"Use the pure spirit to control the sword of killing."

"This is the optimal solution!"

"Haha, the ghost of Shura who admires killing, that is a very powerful existence."

The Jackdaw Sword Master sighed.

Roger's heart jumped wildly after hearing it. It's simple to say, but no matter how you look at it, it's like a dance on the tip of a knife, a weapon from the body to the spiritual power, and even things outside the body.

All are infested by the power of evil killing. In this cyclical process, the power of evil will become stronger and stronger. Can you really keep your heart pure?

Even if there is a slight deviation, as long as a weak force invades the heart, the one who is alive will no longer be Shura in the sword, but a pure evil spirit.

It's something more terrifying than those monsters.

thing.

It's not human anymore.

"If you choose this path, I will teach you a special way of practice."

[Shura Reincarnation Art]

"After practicing, your soul and your heart will be completely isolated from other things. As long as you don't actively break this barrier, you will remain in this state."

"Then become Shura and gain unmatched power in a short time."

"It can be said that Shura of Swords, this is the guy closest to the power limit of this world, if coupled with powerful fighting skills..."

"I am afraid that even the sky can be pierced!"

As soon as the voice fell, a piece of paper that seemed to be soaked in blood appeared on the table.

Roger's heart was beating, and he felt an inexplicable force that attracted him to pick up the piece of paper on the table and take it as his own.

"What a wicked thing."

Condensing his mind, Roger looked away.

"You need to pay attention. After practicing the Shura reincarnation technique, your heart will be sealed and you will not be able to open to anything from then on."

"Listen clearly, it's anything!"

"A beautiful woman, a lovely child, your close friends and relatives, teachers and brothers."

The corners of the Jackdaw Sword Master's mouth split open, revealing a grinning smile.

"The morning sun, the bright moon in the night, a flower, a gust of wind, a bowl of rice and even a mouthful of water."

"Everything, nothing!"

"You will not feel love, nor can you understand any emotions, because these things may cause your psychological defenses to collapse."

"The body is just a shell, a box."

"And once your psychological defenses collapse, it will be the beginning of disaster."

The main voice of Jackdaw Sword was calm, but Roger felt the loneliness and despair of a soul.

Choosing this path will be destined to be lonely forever, and he must be forced to stay away from everything that triggers emotions.

Doing so is the best choice for yourself and others.

Roger doesn't believe that anyone can do this. He can almost imagine that the end of Shura's path is self-destruction.

Without exception.

"What about the second one?" He took a deep breath and asked.

"The second is the simplest."

The Jackdaw building gave a weird smile.

"Find a woman to get pregnant, and follow a specific method. After you get pregnant in October, she will give birth to your baby."

"Bring up the child and pass on to him the method of gathering the cat and guarding the spirit. When he enters the third level, he will spontaneously transfer all the negative things accumulated in you to the other party."

"Kill him, you can regain your lost power and solve the hidden dangers of your body."

"Remember, the more the chosen woman loves you, the stronger the final conversion effect."

"Prepare early, you can make a group of women pregnant with your child..."

After hearing the words of the Jackdaw Sword Master, Roger frowned slightly, and a face appeared in his mind for an instant.

At sunset, Qianxia.

"Is it a coincidence?"

"It's just a normal inheritance, or is it... Qianxia is just her father's tool?!"

"How do you feel cruel?"

The Jackdaw Sword Master smiled.

"Similar methods come from the transcendents in the West. After all, you are much better than us in the study of blood."

"Is it from the West?"

Roger is not an orthodox Western transcendent, and he has no psychological burden on this kind of thing, but he can't implement either of the two methods for a long time.

"Are there only two ways?"

Roger was a little helpless.

"of course not."

The Jackdaw Sword Master chuckled, "In fact, the best way to choose is not to use it."

"Without greed, there will be no evil thoughts, and without evil thoughts, there will be no evil. This is the simplest truth."

"It's just that few people can do it." Roger added.

Faced with the benefits that are delivered to their lips, how many people would give up easily?

"You choose your own way."

The Jackdaw Sword Master put down the wine glass, and Roger knew it was time for him to leave.

"Sword heart, sword intent, kendo."

The last voice pierced into his ears, and Roger had left the summit of Hanchuan and came into the house.

Squeezing the black book in his hand, he felt that he had gained a lot.

Walking out of the house, before Roger came near the mountainside, someone leaned in hastily.

"Master Roger, Master Morita has something I hope you can visit him."

Without hesitation, Roger came to the tower where he met last time.

Entering Dohir Morita's room, from a distance, Roger saw a figure hovering under the cherry tree.

Compared with the last time we met, Morita Dohiro looks much tired, his hair is messy, and his clothes are filthy.

He lowered his head and paced back and forth, muttering words, even Roger's approach did not attract his attention.

"Mr. Morita..."

"Black Batwing...No, no. If you do this, there will be no way to resolve the conflict between the guardian spirit and the weapon. Would you like to try other solutions?"

"By the way, there is a soul. After leaving the body, the soul will become fragile. Should the soul be transgendered before leaving the body, or should I find a way..."

"Mr. Morita!"

Roger raised the volume. According to the other party's current state, if he does nothing, I am afraid that there will be no result after waiting for the whole afternoon.

"Oh... Roger?"

"By the way, I called you here."

"I have been too busy lately, did you find the stone of the permanence that you were looking for last time?"

Morita Dohiro asked.

"Something happened, so..."

"I didn't find it. If this is the case, I can try other methods."

"Give me your weapon!"

"Will there be any problems?"

The incident with the white fox made Roger realize that the Jackdaw Sword Master seems to be at home, but there is no decline in Hanchuan's control over the sword house.

His strength is manifested in all aspects.

The scariest thing is that you never know what he is thinking.

"It doesn't matter, you are already his student now, so you can naturally enjoy some special benefits."

Without hesitation, Roger took out the sword of fate.

"By the way, there is one more thing." As he said, he took out the crow feather and the materials he had obtained from the Hundred Eyed Monster.

"Can you help me build a handy weapon for Nippon Chika?"

Although the casting room of the Hunter's Lodge can do the same thing, in comparison, Morita Dohiro has more experience.

If possible, one day Morita Dohiro can join Roger's team, combined with the foundry room of the Hunter's Lodge, will surely collide with wonderful sparks.

"It's easy."

Morita Dohiro collected the things, and then he solemnly bowed, "Thank you for the Yukiko matter!"

"This is what I should do." Roger supported each other, and the two exchanged greetings and then separated.

Back at the other courtyard, Nao Yuki told Roger that Yata Kenkaku had chosen a new courtyard for them near the top of the mountain.

It is not too far away from the place where Yata Jianjiao lives, and they can move there anytime.

Close to the top of the mountain.

To be honest, Roger didn't want to live too close to the Jackdaw Sword Master. He was worried that the power of the shadows that escaped from starting the shadow hut would be detected.

After discussing it, the courtyard on the mountainside was still preserved, but Higurashi Chika, Yukiko and others could move to a place close to Yata Kenkaku.

After completing this stage of cultivation, Roger planned to find a way to take Higurashi Chika to leave here. As for Xuezi, it seems relatively safe to stay here at present.

When I went in, I happened to see Xuezi wandering in the yard. Roger thought about it, and walked in front of Xuezi.

"I saw Mr. Morita just now."

"Grandpa has been very hard lately. Several times I took the initiative to look for him but I was turned away."

Roger frowned, a trace of doubt flashed across his face.

Morita Dohiro was very fond of Yukko, and after he came to Hanchuan, as the plan progressed, a strange change took place in his whole person.

"Don't worry, he is in great condition."

Roger lowered his voice and wrapped his spiritual power in the ears of Jin Xuezi, "You have to remember one thing, in the future, if the worst happens, when we have to flee here."

"Or when you are facing a fatal danger, take Higurashi Chika to my room, and I will find a way to save you."

Although I don’t know whether a similar situation will happen, there is no harm in preparing for it.

"Go to your room?"

"Me and Qianxia?!"

Xuezi suddenly raised the volume and looked at Roger with a puzzled look. The most important thing was that she spoke out unscrupulously without covering up everything she said.

"Ahem..."

"Just remember it, you don't have to say it."

"Okay, okay."

Naturally, Xuezi didn't think much about this kind of thing, she just felt a little strange, she wanted to escape to a man's room instead of going down the mountain.

Isn’t this strange?

When the two talked, they didn't notice. In an inconspicuous corner on the edge, Aoki Kazuo heard the cry of Yukko just now, tears in his heart silently.

"brute!"

"Is it not enough to own Qianxia?"

Aoki Kazuo patted the pillar in front of him, then looked down at his left hand.

Qianxia was still working hard in the room, and Roger watched for a while and then quietly left.

He can only guess now, without any evidence in his hand, so naturally he can't talk to Higurashi Chika.

Is it possible to run back and tell the girl that your father gave birth to you to kill you? !

Even if you trust Roger, Higurashi Qianxia will not be able to accept such shocking remarks.

And from just a few words, Roger can also feel that Higurashi Chika has a very deep relationship with her father.

Returning to his room, Roger took out the book that the Jackdaw Sword Master gave him, but naturally he didn't take the so-called Shura Reincarnation Art.

Weird and evil, he even worried that after he got it, he could not help but study and try.

From the current point of view, through bloodline suppression, Roger can completely withstand the side effects of swallowing at this stage, which can at least increase his ability to the level of the middle stage of the fourth stage.

At that time, combined with the swordsmanship in his hand, he would be considered powerful in this dangerous world.

Books that put consciousness in your hands.

Numerous messages flowed by, not words and patterns in the traditional sense, but personal feelings. For some of them, Roger could still find comments from the master of the Jackdaw Sword.

I don't know if it is the inheritance of the genre he has chosen.

After a long time, Roger returned to his senses and realized that it was already dark outside. He removed his palm from the book and focused his attention on the library that existed in his consciousness.

Sure enough, densely packed books appeared on the originally empty bookshelf at this time, and the palm of the hand swept across the books, and the hunter's cabin gave a prompt:

Finishing...

For others, it may take a lot of time to screen one by one, but even then the one you get in the end may not be the most suitable ~www.NovelMTL.com~ but the Hunter's Lodge knows Roger better than Roger.

He just needs to wait patiently.

Just a hasty scan, the genre inheritance in the book naturally cannot be transformed into his own perception and absorbed by Roger, but Roger can still perceive the gradual change of Alder's sword seal.

Without continuing to practice, Roger's mind moved, and his body disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already come to the cemetery hut. He would come here to check it every once in a while.

If something happens, Henrik and others will leave a mark on the big tree opposite the cemetery hut.

Roger opened the door and saw the mark left on the tree at a glance.

"Something?"

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