Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 386 Promotion, similar magical powers

It can make the mansion ban without warning, and the aura around the body is just like ordinary people.

After a little thought, he knew that the young man in front of him was the Daoji Overhaul who had just scanned the city with his spiritual thoughts.

The middle-aged monk forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and bowed respectfully: "I have seen you, sir." Then he asked cautiously: "Sir, are you here to find Mr. Yun Sheng?"

"Yunsheng?" Li Changsheng searched his memory but found no information about it. He thought to himself: "Is it the Taoist monk who occupies this place?"

He frowned and stepped in front of the middle-aged monk. In his panic look, he raised his head and tapped his eyebrows.

The magical power "All Souls" manifested, and a hazy blood glow enveloped the middle-aged monk.

He didn't even make a sound, but his body and soul split into two palm-sized sculptures floating in the air.

The middle-aged monk's memories of more than a hundred years since he was born and entered spiritual practice are reflected in his mind one by one.

His name was Wanqing, and he was born in City 16, one of the eighteen cities in Luanming Mountain, a city located between the four mountains.

Because the mountain was closed to the underworld, he had no chance to visit it, so he became a casual cultivator. He wandered around for decades, deceiving and abducting the cultivators, gathering crowds to intercept and kill the cultivators.

Until his cultivation was perfect, he spent all his wealth to purchase a low-grade alien spiritual machine, and was lucky enough to be promoted to Pulse Condensation.

Due to someone's introduction, he became a subordinate of "Yun Sheng" whom he called a man. He was good at flattery and had some management skills. He stood out from Yun Sheng's subordinates and took care of the market on his behalf.

Memories pass by like water.

Li Changsheng skipped his practice and thought about his memories. The memory of Yun Sheng, a Taoist monk, floated in his mind.

In Wan Qing's memory, this Daoji monk had always lived in Shadi and rarely showed up. Generally, everything was ordered by his subordinates.

Judging from his actions, Yun Sheng was at most the first level of Daoji, and what manifested his magical power was a ghost-headed broadsword with a sinister aura.

Li Changsheng felt slightly relaxed and continued to look through his memories.

months ago.

For some reason, Yun Sheng only left Wan Qing to look after Fangshi and led the rest of his men out of the evil place.

Waiting to see Wan Qing crush the jade and reveal the appearance of a gloomy old man.

Li Changsheng came back to his senses, pondered for a moment, and his body collapsed and disappeared silently.

The place where the evil place lies on the top of the mountain.

Li Changsheng appeared, turned his hand and took out a token that seemed to be refined from dead wood in the mountains, and pressed it gently on the formation shield.

The spiritual light emerged, and the shield silently manifested an entrance.

A cold and bloody aura rushed from it, and dozens of scarlet illusory figures roared and rushed towards the light door.

Li Changsheng waved his hand, and his magic power set off a strong wind to sweep away the blood evil spirits that had only just condensed, and stepped in.

The shield heals.

Putting away the token, Li Changsheng looked around and nodded with satisfaction.

The area of ​​evil is no more than a thousand feet in radius.

The sky is dark and condensed, the ground seems to be watered with blood, dark red and moist, and the rich Yin Qi condenses into wisps of clouds and smoke surrounding the air.

But in this small space, there are hundreds of blood evil ghosts wandering around, most of them are newborns, a few are wandering souls comparable to qi-training monks, and only three are in the ghost soldier realm, and it seems that they have just broken through.

Li Changsheng didn't dislike it at all. He waved his hand and the magic power condensed into three chains, dragging the three blood evil souls of the ghost soldier realm into the space of all spirits.

Immediately he called out the old wolf king, took out the jade box containing the ghost attribute fruit and opened it.

"Swallow the Dao Fruit and break through."

Woo.
The old wolf king rubbed Li Changsheng's arm, opened his mouth and swallowed the Dao Fruit into his mouth, roared, and lay prone on the ground.

A ferocious aura almost comparable to that of the Great Demon Realm erupted.

The soulless wandering souls surrounding him froze for a moment, roared and fled in all directions.

A scarlet whirlwind blew around the old wolf king, gradually submerging his figure. An invisible suction force emerged, and the thick Yin energy filling the space poured in like a long river.

Li Changsheng looked at it for a moment and saw that its aura was steadily rising. He was relieved, turned around and walked towards a small stone house in the center of the evil place.

He waved his hand and opened the door.

What comes into view is a three-foot-circle formation base covered with forbidden patterns, and apart from that there is only a futon.

Stepping forward, he put his hand on the base of the formation, and magic power emerged from his palm.

It seems to have touched its inner prohibition.

The forbidden aura of the formation base lit up, and the silent spiritual thoughts within it revived, and the aura transformed into an old man in his seventies with a gloomy face.

He looked at Li Changsheng, who had a calm expression on his face, with a flash of anger in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "My fellow Taoist killed my subordinates and stole the formation base. Could it be that he wanted to do something?"

Li Changsheng sensed the terrifying evil intention emanating from his spiritual thoughts, his eyes showed a strange light, and asked without looking back: "Which sect is your fellow Taoist from?"

The anger in the old man's eyes became even stronger and he said, "If you leave now, can I just pretend that nothing happened?"

Li Changsheng seemed not to have heard it, and asked again: "Who is your Taoist sect from?"

The old man's expression was obviously stagnant, and then he said with a gloomy face: "Although I am a casual cultivator, I still have three or five close friends. If my Taoist friends don't know what they are doing, haha."

Li Changsheng frowned slightly after hearing his threatening words.

A hazy bloody light appeared all over the body, and it fell over as the old man stared at him angrily. His illusory figure instantly collapsed and dissipated, and the spiritual thoughts in the formation base also disappeared.

A faint sound echoed in the stone house.

"I don't know what is good and what is evil."

Li Changsheng stretched out his hand and pressed it on the base of the formation. He breathed out his magic power and instantly refined the center of the evil formation.

Take out the futon and sit on it.

Thoughts moved slightly.

The formation movement extracts the majestic Yin Qi contained in the evil land, turns it into a long dragon of Yin Qi, and pours it into the body of the advancing Old Wolf King.

A large amount of Yin Qi was poured in, and the scarlet wind whirlpool covering the old wolf king gradually turned dark red, and the whistling wind whirlpool also had a faint sound like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Li Changsheng was distracted from controlling the formation, his eyes looking deep in thought.

The terrifying evil aura exuded by Yunsheng's spiritual thoughts was somewhat similar to the aura of blood-eating and soul-melting magical power he had obtained. This was why he wanted to inquire about its root cause.

"Really a casual cultivator?"

at this time. Located thousands of miles away from the bloody place.

A huge city with sixteen numbers carved on it, as bright as the sun.

A quiet courtyard in the city, a living room.

Sitting above him was a female cultivator with an ordinary face and pale pupils.

In the two rows of seats below, three monks with different appearances and profound auras were sitting.

Several people seemed to be in a state of trance, and the atmosphere was silent.

At this moment, a dull roar broke the silence in the living room.

"How dare Shuzi do this!"

The female cultivator was the first, and the other two cultivators looked at the old man in black robes with a sinister expression.

Among them, a stalwart man with winding lines on his exposed skin frowned and said, "Old man Yun, why are you so crazy?"

Sitting not far from the big man was a dark, skinny boy who looked like he was digging in the soil. He glanced at Yun Sheng, who had a gloomy expression, and said with a smile: "He must have suffered a big loss."

Yun Sheng glanced at the two of them with a gloomy look, stood up and walked out of the living room.

At this time.

A twenty-eight-year-old girl wearing a green robe and a bright smile walked into the courtyard. When she saw Yun Sheng walking out of the living room, she raised her hand and said, "Old man Yun is so polite that he knows how to go out to greet me."

Yun Sheng did not even pay attention to her. His body turned into billowing black smoke and rose up, disappearing into the sky in an instant.

The girl looked confused, walked into the living room, sat down on a chair, looked at the three of them, smiled and joked: "Did you fight over the uneven distribution of the spoils?"

"You haven't got the stolen goods yet, why are you fighting?" The dark-faced young man sneered and shook his head, then said immediately: "It's Fairy Mu who made us wait."

"Something took some time."

The girl known as the Wood Fairy said perfunctorily, turned to look at the senior female cultivator, and asked: "When will we set off?"

Hearing this, the big man and young man also looked at the female cultivator.

A frightening smile appeared on the female cultivator's face, and the sound was as dry as nails scraping against dead wood.

"Now."

"it is good."

The three of them turned a blind eye to the female cultivator's strange eyes and voice. They looked at each other and stood up.

The big man frowned and said, "Where's Yun Sheng?"

The thin black boy chuckled and said, "Just go and have a look and you will know. Don't die accidentally."

This statement came out.

Three real eyes fell on him at the same time.

The thin black boy was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and clapped his mouth, "That's nonsense, that's nonsense, how could he die so easily."

Just as the three people's eyes shifted, he muttered again, "If you want to die, you must open the entrance to the underworld and then die."

The big man and the girl looked at him strangely when they heard this.

The female nun said nothing and walked out of the living room. The other three followed behind, turning into escaping light and shooting straight into the sky.

The land is full of blood and resentment.

In the formation space, the dark clouds disappeared, the dark red land became a little lighter, and only about fifty of the hundreds of wandering souls remained, hiding in the corner of the evil place and shivering.

In the center of the evil place.

The whirlwind disappeared and was replaced by a cocoon about ten feet tall with dark lines all over its body.

The majestic Yin Qi overflowing from the ground is constantly pouring into the cocoon, and a ferocious aura that transcends the demon realm slowly spreads, causing the ghosts in the space to emit bursts of wails.

Li Changsheng walked out of the stone house, walked to the cocoon, stretched out his hand to press it, and stared at it.

【Transformation and promotion】

"good."

A smile flashed across Li Changsheng's eyes. He finally did not waste the Dao Fruit. When the old wolf king is promoted to the Great Demon Realm Blood Puppet, he will be more confident in hunting the true inheritance of his sect.

at this time.

He suddenly raised his head to look at the sky and said softly: "You came back quickly."

In the moment of thought.

The palm of Li Changsheng's right hand flowed with black and red spiritual light like water, condensing into a three-foot sword body, infused with mana, and the sweet sword sound resounded throughout the space.

The body of the blood evil sword is as solid as glass, and the cold sword intent filled with bloody evil energy is contained but not released.

A door opened silently above the formation shield.

Li Changsheng's body collapsed and turned into a stream of light to escape to the sky. His body appeared and he looked at the sinister old man in front of him with billowing black smoke coming from his feet and a murderous intent in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he raised his arms and waved them down.

Thirty percent of the magic power contained in Daoji disappeared in an instant.

The surging sword light burst out, condensing into a nearly ten-foot-long sword light, which was like a real sword light. The fierce and ferocious sword intent locked on Yun Sheng's location, and struck down heavily with a heavy Yin Qi.

"Sword cultivator!"

Before the sword light arrived, the ferocious sword intention fell first on Yun Sheng, whose expression changed drastically.

For the time being, Yun Sheng had no way to deal with the invisible and qualityless sword intent. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and prepare to resist the slashing sword intent.

But even he himself didn't know how strong Li Changsheng's sword intention was, because the sword intention was not only related to the monk's understanding, but also closely related to the monk's soul. The stronger the monk's soul, the more powerful the sword intention was.

When the sword intention fell, Yun Sheng once had the thought of being chopped in half. A slender gap appeared in the divine sea space barrier, and a faint scar silently appeared between the eyebrows of the soul inside and from the waist and abdomen.

Well.
Yun Sheng groaned, and the dark clouds under his feet almost collapsed.

At this time, the sword light had reached the top of his head.

Yun Sheng held his palm empty, and the billowing black air overflowed, condensing into a ghost-headed sword that surged with terrifying evil energy, and struck it head-on with the sword light.

(End of this chapter)