Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

"Qingzhu becomes a demon?"

Mu Yunyang was suddenly shocked.

He knew that this type of green bamboo was quite cold-resistant and was a good dish that most people could eat in the middle of winter.

But its growth cycle is extremely short, only fifty or sixty days.

In just fifty or sixty days, he was able to activate his spiritual wisdom and become a demon.

"It's not easy for plants and trees to become demons, but a green bamboo can become a demon..."

Mu Yunyang couldn't help but step forward, and after getting closer, he looked at it carefully, with wonder at the corners of his mouth.

It was quite incredible in his heart.

Even though everything has the possibility of becoming a monster, it is only a possibility.

The lower one's spiritual wisdom is, the more difficult it is for him to have spiritual enlightenment.

The difficulty of turning plants and trees into monsters is second only to soil, sand and gravel, and like grains, plants are chosen for human consumption.

But it is more difficult than dirt and sand.

He has lived for three hundred years and has read countless classics, but even among the legends, he has never heard of a dish that turned into a monster!

Not just him?

When Su Bai saw this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he knew that there was something strange here, he never thought that what showed the magic was actually a green bamboo serving as a dish.

"It's called Xiao Qing, and it's the first little demon I saw when I went down the mountain last time."

Tu San pointed at the big green bamboo, with a hint of gentleness in his eyes: "At that time, it was almost cut down. After I saw it, I saved it."

"Third brother, are you back? Have you found a new demon?"

The big green bamboo shook, and a pair of small eyes appeared from the leaves. There was also a hint of timidity in the joy.

"It has always been easier for animals to become monsters, followed by vegetation, and flies are the most difficult, but..."

There was a ripple in Su Bai's eyes.

Amidst an imperceptible buzzing sound, his eyes seemed to pass through the void and see the reality.

Vaguely, he sensed an unusual aura in this vast underground area.

And here is the reason why he entered the mountain.

"Nowadays, it is not easy to become a demon. Even in the deep mountains, it may not be easy."

Tu San sighed: "The situation of the demon clan is too difficult."

Different from the human race, it has a complete inheritance. From babbling, reading and writing, to practicing, there are traces to follow.

In the demon race, except for some big demons with noble bloodlines, most of the little demons have no bloodline inheritance at all.

The reason why you can become a demon is all due to chance.

Because of this, the demon race, which was once superior to the human race, gradually declined.

To this day, it has become a staple food for the human race.

Even if he were to do it over again, he might not be able to truly become a demon again.

"what!"

Suddenly, Xiao Qingzhu was startled. It turned out that she was touched by Mu Yunyang.

"Don't touch him!"

Tu San took one step and slapped Mu Yunyang's palm away, then softly comforted the little guy.

"They, they are not monsters?"

Xiaoqing muttered, blinked her little eyes hidden under the leaves, and looked timidly at the two people in front of her.

After all, these are people!

There was fear in its heart, but also a hint of curiosity.

Third brother, he has never brought anyone to him...

"People are not necessarily bad."

Su Bai smiled slightly, leaned down, reached out and touched the green bamboo lightly.

It's cold in the hand, but it's not cold, but as moist as jade.

Tu San hesitated slightly, but did not stop him, which made Mu Yunyang on the side twitch his face.

how? If you close it, you are not allowed to touch it?

Different from Mu Yunyang's fear when he touched it, under Su Bai's touch, this small green bamboo trembled and felt quite comfortable, and his little eyes bulged.

"Man, do you eat green bamboo?"

After touching it lightly, Su Bai slowly stood up. Hearing this, he nodded: "Of course I've eaten."

Yeah!

The little guy shrank in fear and started muttering again, nothing more than words like how cruel people are.

Su Bai smiled and said nothing, but there was a ray of light flickering in his eyes, which then turned into various words and flashed across his eyes:

[Consumption of five hundred thousand merit points, deduction in progress...]

【Zhu Xiaoqing (1.2/15786)】

[The deduction is as follows: Born in the Nine Immortals Realm, because you were born in the formation of the great demon's tomb, you received the opportunity to develop your spiritual wisdom, lose your ignorance, and eventually become a demon. 】

[At the beginning, he was pure-hearted, curious and kind to all living things. Later, after his friends were killed and relatives and friends betrayed him, his temperament changed drastically. After practicing all the way, he finally cultivated a body of gold, jade and glazed glass, and became a peerless monster! 】

[In the end, he was killed by Lingyun God in Dongsheng Continent, under Lingtian Peak! 】

[Evaluation: The original intention is unforgettable, always like a child, walking alone in life, and dying without regrets. Break through the threshold of the Sovereign Emperor Realm and become an Immortal-level demon! 】

Fairy-level demon!

Lingyun God... a body of gold, jade and glazed glass...

A piece of green bamboo actually transformed into an immortal-level demon?

Seeing this, Su Bai's heart couldn't help but move.

Although he had already guessed that this small green bamboo was not an ordinary thing, he did not expect it to be so extraordinary.

The practice system of the Nine Immortals Realm is in the same line as the Xianwu Tianjie, but it is different. Compared with the same level of the Xianwu Tianjie, it is greatly weakened.

However, there are some things in common.

The information Su Bai received was not very comprehensive, but he could vaguely deduce some things.

In his calculations, the immortal-level existence may no longer be weaker than himself before he boarded the ghost ship with perfect soul and unparalleled physique.

Looking at the timid and timid Da Qingzhu in front of him, Su Bai couldn't help but sigh.

The strange encounters in the world are nothing more than this.

A green bamboo in the mountains, which is the most common on the dinner plates of thousands of households, can be transformed into a fairy-level demon, and can even induce the legendary Lingyun God, who is above the nine heavens, to take action.

It can be seen that it must also have great luck and good fortune.

Then, a ray of solemnity arose in his heart. This little green bamboo was already so remarkable.

So what is the realm of the so-called Nine Immortals?

"What, what's wrong?"

Startled by Su Bai's eyes, this green bamboo demon timidly covered his eyes and said with some trembling: "I, I don't like food..."

"Xiao Qing is still young, fellow Taoist, it's better not to scare him!"

The three rabbits thought Su Bai was teasing the little guy, but they still stopped him.

He also cherishes this little guy very much.

After all, this is the first demon clan that agrees with his ideas and trusts him unconditionally.

Although it is a bit smaller, it is also a bit weaker.

Su Bai followed his kindness and stopped looking at the little green bamboo demon. Then he glanced at Tu San: "This little guy has a pure aura and hidden vitality. His future achievements will not be low."

Luck is like water, and fate is like a lake.

People with great luck often have strange fates. Like lakes and rivers, they can spontaneously attract the luck from around them and gather them into one body.

In other words, when one person is very angry, the people around him tend to be short of breath.

It is said in the world that if the ancestors of a family have produced amazingly talented people, the descendants often do not live up to their expectations. Of course, there are also reasons for this.

In story-telling novels, many protagonists are often evil spirits, and there are traces to follow.

The rivers flow into the sea, the vast oceans flow, and the luck gathers, although legends will be created.

But rivers can also cause the disaster of bursting their banks. How can the convergence of luck bring all the benefits and no harm at all?

Obviously, this rabbit demon with the ambition of the demon king is the friend who was injured by this little green bamboo.

"It's really like emerald. Such aura is extremely pure. If it were a human race, I'm afraid all Taoist sects in the world could worship it at will."

At this time, Mu Yunyang reluctantly withdrew his gaze, with a hint of surprise in his heart.

Although he has not cultivated the spiritual form, his vision is much better than that of the free demon. Naturally, it can be seen that the roots of this little green bamboo are better than that of the rabbit demon.

And, it's much better.

Of course, he never dreamed of what terrible achievements this timid little green bamboo in front of him would achieve.

"What happened to the demon clan?"

Tu San probably didn't like Mu Yunyang, so as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately retorted: "There may not be any real big monsters in Dragon Claw Mountain!"

"You'd better not let this little guy be seen by other people or monsters."

Mu Yunyang rarely refuted him, but solemnly warned: "In the eyes of many people, he will be a treasure."

It is extremely difficult for plants and trees to become spirits, but once they become spirits, the medicinal effects are extremely powerful!

This power is not about strength, but about the attraction and refining of spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is almost endless. A practitioner who activates the spiritual energy can move mountains and fill seas, chase the stars and the moon. However, it is only an influence. It is extremely difficult to absorb it.

Such as spiritual rice, spiritual pill, spiritual spring, spiritual beast, spiritual plant, spiritual grass...

These things have naturally become indispensable for all practitioners.

After hearing this, Tu San's expression softened a little, and his view of this three-inch little old man changed slightly.

Then, he looked at Su Bai, but his eyes changed a little: "We have been talking for a long time, but I still don't know what to call my friend?"

At this time, he also vaguely noticed something was wrong.

He clearly went to expel these two uninvited guests, so why did he welcome them into his home instead?

Even though there was a reason for a happy conversation, they had just met, less than an hour ago.

"I, Wang Hongxuan, come from Xuantianmen."

Su Bai announced his family status.

"Xuantianmen?"

Tu San recited it again, but there was no impression in his mind, and he didn't care. Then he asked: "Fellow Taoist came to my place, what do you mean?"

There was obviously doubt in his mind.

"If I enter by mistake, can you trust me, fellow Taoist?"

Su Bai glanced at Xiao Qingzhu, who looked innocent.

Although this little guy has just opened his spiritual wisdom, he has already had supernatural manifestations.

After arriving here, the thoughts of this free demon obviously sped up.

The influence he exerted gradually lost its effectiveness.

"If it had been before, I would have believed it, but now, I don't believe it anymore."

Tu San's expression gradually became serious, but he came back to his senses.

The mountain forest he was in was a strange place unless he entered it by mistake.

Otherwise, even the monks who have condensed into a divine body will not be able to detect the strangeness in the valley here.

He had thought that these two people had entered by mistake before, but now, he felt that something was wrong.

I had been tricked without even realizing it! ?

When exactly?

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to worry. If I wanted to harm you, why would I wait until now?"

Su Bai didn't care at all whether Tu San doubted him.

He just explained casually, looked for a direction, walked a few steps, and then sat cross-legged in the heavy snow at night under Tu San's gaze.

“Time is of the essence, let’s borrow your land first and you will be rewarded later!”

As if he had noticed something, Su Bai slowly closed his eyes while his words were floating, as if he didn't care where he was at this time.

Mu Yunyang was left alone, messy and a little dazed in the wind and snow.

"Door, the owner of the door..."

Looking at Tu San who was forcing him to come, Mu Yunyang's hair was messy in the wind and snow.

call!

Looking at the Taoist sitting cross-legged in the wind and snow, seemingly in meditation, Mu Yunyang secretly complained in his heart.

Tu San was confused.

Su Bai, on the other hand, seemed to no longer care about the reactions of these two people.

He concentrated in his heart, and silently, he penetrated the layers of the earth's crust and peered into the depths of the earth.

hum!

As if an invisible barrier had been penetrated, Su Bai's perception suddenly became extremely broad.

There seemed to be a cave under the dark ground. Su Bai concentrated a little and started to follow the texture and veins of the earth.

I saw a huge underground palace that was as majestic as a palace or a royal city.

It's like the entire land has been hollowed out for thousands of miles. At a glance, it seems that there is no end in sight.

And this is just the top layer.

Most of this underground palace is still in the dark abyss, layer by layer. I don’t know how many layers it has, let alone how deep it has penetrated into the earth’s crust.

Viewed from above, it seems to be a deep, outward-turned pagoda, and the top of the tower is exactly the wooden city above.

To be precise, it was the front yard of Tu San's house, the vegetable patch, and the place where the bamboo shoots grew.

And this is naturally not just a coincidence.

This in itself is the manifestation of Zhu Xiaoqing's luck.

The little green bamboo with the potential of a fairy opened up his spiritual wisdom. Although it had nothing to do with this place, it also had a great influence on him.

"Is it the location of the tomb or the place of sealing?"

"Looking at the breath of time flowing through it, this place must be more than 40,000 years old..."

There was a flash of thought in Su Bai's heart, and he concentrated slightly, but he didn't notice any extraordinary aura.

This breath, perfectly isolated, is obviously more than just a tomb.

Perhaps, a certain big demon died here.

In other words, is it sealed here?

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but his movements did not stop. His thoughts were as erratic as the wind, untainted by aura, and extremely fast.

Soon, his spiritual thoughts were approaching the underground palace.

This is a desolate underground palace, with dust everywhere and various debris accumulated, as if it has gone through a long period of time.

But the main building of the underground palace was not damaged at all.

There was nothing strange about its appearance, but Su Bai looked carefully and could already see the subtleties of this underground palace.

This underground palace is integrated up and down. The many buildings are not made of stone, but are composed of almost endless tiny runes, as individuals, and ultimately constitute a huge building.

These tiny runes turned into ancient restrictions, and the restrictions formed a large formation.

The formation runs throughout.

With Su Bai's vision at this time, he couldn't help but admire him.

This pagoda does not penetrate the earth, but the entire void!

Unless there is a terrifying power that can connect the heaven and earth of the pagoda and collapse together.

if not.

If you want to break the formation, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky!

The next moment, Su Bai's mind moved and he couldn't help but whisper to himself.

"The breath of Buddhism..." (End of chapter)