Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 71
The bones in the iron cage still exude an indescribable aura.

Demon!

The bones are the same as the human bones, but the ancient and desolate evil spirit still lingers like a ghost after a long time and space.

This must be the skeleton of an ancient monster.

What kind of demon is it that still lingers on the bones of the corpse more than ten thousand years after death?
The hair on the bones is still there, and a topaz hair crown is tied on it.The topaz hair crown is very exquisite and precious, and it can be seen that the owner is noble at a glance.

The bones after death are the same as human beings, which shows that the blood of the big monster is extremely noble.

Demon cultivators are monks who value bloodlines the most.

It's not because of the theory that demon cultivators only have bloodlines, but because the level of bloodlines is related to the cultivation qualifications of demon cultivators.

A demon cultivator and a demon beast are different in one word, but they are quite different, they are not the same concept.

Although both the demon cultivator and the monster beast have a demonic aura, the demon cultivator has transformed into a metamorphosis, and his spiritual knowledge is wide open, which is the same as human intelligence.

Most of the demon cultivators have been transformed by their ancestors, and they were born in human form.

There are only a small number of demon cultivators who are transformed by the monster beast Yaozhi himself.

As for the monsters... even if they are first-grade monsters, with great spiritual knowledge and terrifying strength, they are still monsters, not demon cultivators.Because there is no metamorphosis.

Therefore, it is difficult to say which is stronger and weaker between the demon cultivator and the monster beast, but which one is more human-like.A demon cultivator is a monster, but a monster is still a beast.

The only demon cultivator Luo Ning had ever seen was Jackal Si, who was picked up and killed by himself after being severely injured by the head arrester Dong Weimin.

Jackal Si's demon pill is still in his hands.

But even a seventh-rank demon cultivator like Jackal Si hasn't fully transformed. His body, limbs, and language are the same as those of the human race, but his head is still a jackal's head.

Most demon cultivators cannot fully transform themselves.

Only demon cultivators with extremely high bloodlines can fully transform into form.This kind of monster is born aristocratic.

"This demon's blood must be very important. Eh, this is the demon pill..." Luo Ning looked at a purple bead in the demon's bone in surprise.

The most quintessential monster aura is emitted from the purple monster pill.

"The level of this demon pill is hard to predict!" Luo Ning did not take away the demon pill immediately, but carefully observed the details of the bones and iron cage.

The bones were chained up.

Although the iron chain and iron cage are made of black iron, they have long been corroded, like rotten wood.

Obviously, this kind of thing is difficult to imprison the big demon.

After careful investigation, Luo Ning finally found some traces of talismans and seals.

now it's right.

What really imprisoned the big demon were those talismans and seals that had long since disappeared.

For too long, the big demon died in the ban, and those Taoist talismans and seals also disappeared.

According to the Tai Chi teleportation array outside, it is not difficult to deduce a general idea.

More than 1 years ago, a Taoist master who was proficient in formations used the mountainside as a prison to imprison a great demon.

The teleportation array should be for the convenience of the prison guards here. Of course, the Taoist masters would not guard here by themselves.

As for why they didn't kill them, but imprisoned them painstakingly, or they hoped that the prisoners would reform, or they were trying to torture some secrets.

But the problem is, until the prisoner died here, those Taoist priests didn't dispose of his bones, and they didn't even take away the precious demon pill.

The biggest possibility is that something happened at that time. The guard left here and never came back.

Luo Ning was very calm.He still didn't take away the demon pill of unknown level immediately, but temporarily exited the stone room to look for other clues.

Sure enough, in the nearby stone chamber, traces left by the guards were found.

Futons and Taoist robes that have long decayed.

The engraved "Laojun Riding a Bull" on the wall.

A magic weapon used by Taoist priests to do their homework.

There were no bones, not even a bone scum.

All this shows that the guard who lived in this stone room was probably a disciple of Daoist Daoist.

There are other stone rooms, which are similar, and they are all quiet rooms for guards.

But this group of guards, for some reason, never returned, leaving such an important prisoner here.

Luo Ning searched the mountainside for a while, then returned to the cell, looked up, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

On the top of the cell, among the gray rocks, there is a faint pattern hidden in the texture of the stone.

Luo Ning concentrated his consciousness and focused on guarding the altar, and finally a blurry scene slowly emerged in front of his eyes.

On the ceiling of the cell, a huge tree appeared.

The hidden painting is a bit blurry, it can only be described as a giant tree.The ceiling of the cell is only a few feet wide, but the tree in the hidden painting seems to cover the sky and the sun and the starry sky.

When Luo Ning saw this tree, an uncontrollable fear struck him like a nightmare.

This giant tree made him feel inexplicably terrifying.

Feeling very uncomfortable.

A group of indescribable, human-like black shadows seemed to be sitting on a branch.

The hair is very long... or not the hair, but the tail, the belt?
not sure what it is.

In short, when Luo Ning saw this indescribable black shadow, his entire consciousness was infected with terror.

It was as if a gap had been opened in the deepest source of terror.

He suddenly thought of the ancient secret language that was suspected to be the language of God: "Cuckoo, blah, blah..."

The translation is: "He was on a tree of terror..."

Luo Ning seemed to be caught in a nightmare for a moment, he stood there dumbfounded, opened his arms like a hysteria, and said whoo hoo.

Suddenly Ling Daozhu throbbed, and Luo Ning woke up suddenly.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he was already sweating profusely, as if he had suffered from a serious illness.

How dare Luo Ning wait longer?

He ingested the purple demon pill and the topaz hair crown, bowed to the corpse, and then acted as Zhang Tianshi, and buried the corpse of the great demon with a spell of earth covering.

After glancing at the new grave, Luo Ning hurried out of the mountainside.

That hidden painting is too weird, and I don't know if it was left by the Taoist master, anyway, he doesn't want to look at it anymore, and he doesn't want to come here again.

He could only be sure that Yinhua had something to do with Gukahehebalang (he was on a scary tree).

It may also have something to do with the secret that tens of thousands of people died overnight in Wangyou Township and Taining Town, and the way of death.

Perhaps it is some kind of mysterious and ancient secret spell, or some indescribable ancient evil god...

Thinking hard.

If it wasn't for Ling Daozhu, he would have gone crazy at this time.

Luo Ning stopped after more than ten miles away, looked behind him with lingering fear, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

A hidden painting scares the Master of the Ling Dao and the eighth-rank monk into such a state.

Shame.

After walking for more than ten miles, Luo Ning took out the purple demon pill.

The demon pill is as big as a grape, like a mass of purple dreams, with a noble and pure demon aura.

Luo Ning felt it for a while, but he couldn't feel the level.

Is it beyond a grade?How can it be?

Suddenly, when Ling Daozhu moved, the purple demon core shrank rapidly like a snowball hit by fire, and was unexpectedly absorbed by Luo Ning.

With a sound of "buzz", Luo Ning exuded a pure evil spirit!

At the same time, an ancient and familiar scene appeared in the Lingtai, which seemed to be his own memory:

A man with a face like a crown jade and a dignified demeanor turned into a golden roc covering the sky and the moon, with wings like clouds hanging from the sky.

"Zhi—" Amidst the earth-shattering chirping sound, there was a long wave of monster aura, and the roc flew in anger, soaring to the top!
At the same time, one after another, the true meaning of ancient demon cultivators emerged on the Lingtai...

Under the operation of Ling Daozhu, the evil spirit in Luo Ning's body became more pure!
At this moment, Luo Ning seemed to be transformed into a roc, wishing he could soar up to the sky and soar ninety thousand miles!
(End of this chapter)