The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

Chapter 355 The Mo Qilin Clan

Chanlan Dharma King suppressed the golden light in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "How can the saintly nun determine that the person he found is the Dharma King?"

He didn't know Jing Ling's senior brother Jing Yu, who was 2000 years earlier than him. He only knew Jing Chen, the former leader of the Dharma King of the Reincarnation Sect, the Great Dharma King.

When Jingling heard this, the Buddha's root seal appeared between his eyebrows, and a golden illusory scroll spread out in the stone room.

Seeing this, Zen Lan Dharma King twitched his two fingers slightly, and the few sober female cultivators in the stone room also became confused in an instant.

He raised his eyes and looked at the golden scroll, which showed a young man with white hair. Although he was slightly demonized, his facial features were still recognizable.

The screen flashed, showing Liu Feng's experience of escaping evil poison in the Tianmeng sea, especially the scene after the five Buddha roots were cultivated.

"My senior brother has practiced the complete Wheel and Pandit Sutra. His Buddha nature and spirituality will never be destroyed, and even his appearance will not change much."

"You see, this person is good at practicing the residual method of the Chakravartin Sutra, and he is very likely to have the Buddha's Eyes opened. With such a great connection with Buddha, he should be the reincarnation of my senior brother." Jingling said firmly.

After finishing speaking, she described in detail the island of bones that she saw through the space barrier.

Judging from the direction of the Bone Island at that time, it was chasing many magic ships. If nothing unexpected happened, the evil Gu master had already led people to the big world.

King Zenlan looked carefully and clearly captured every movement of the people in the picture. After pondering for a long time, he nodded slowly.

"If he is really the Great Dharma King, he should be accepted into the religion. The seventh-generation body Gu master who casts evil poisons can be easily crushed to death by a poor monk. However, this matter is probably related to the King Blood Demon Clan. We need to find out where the Great Dharma King is. , before we can start making arrangements.”

What Zen Lan meant, Jing Ling knew, was that even if the Dharma King who crushed his peers took action, he still had to proceed with caution.

The King Blood Demon Clan is definitely not something that the Reincarnation King can break into. It is impossible to go to the Demon Clan's territory to find people directly. You need to investigate first. It is best to know the specific location of the reincarnated person of your senior brother.

Seeing that Jing Ling couldn't make up his mind, Chan Lan smiled lightly and said: "Saint nun, please wait for a while. The poor monk contacted the two Dharma kings in the Daqi Dynasty. With the three Dharma kings joining forces, the King's blood clan can also break into the world." Breaking in, this is the only way to be safe."

"Their whereabouts are elusive. They didn't even leave any magical tools for communication. How long will it take to find them?" Jing Ling asked with a frown.

Chanlan Dharma King did not reply directly, but only responded: "Given the Dharma King's relationship with the Buddha, it is difficult for him to die. He cannot easily die in the hands of a royal family. Saint nuns do not need to be anxious."

"When the poor monk contacts the other two Dharma Kings, he will first send someone to inquire about the person coming from Sui Kingdom. He may have a clone outside. It would be best if he can use his clone to determine the specific location of the main body."

The decision was made, and neither of them said another word.

After a while, when Jing Ling walked out of the underground chamber, nearly four hundred half-grown children followed him.

Under the dim light, all the children's bodies twisted, their facial features changed, their bodies grew taller, and in an instant they turned into nearly four hundred people with different appearances.

These people have some memories of Zen Lan Dharma King, but their bloodline is all the descendants of Zen Lan Dharma King, and their cultivation level is between the roots of three Buddhas and the roots of six Buddhas.

With these four hundred freaks carrying the memory of King Chanlan out, ordinary people in the same realm can't defeat them. It won't be difficult to find people from the Sui Kingdom.

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Separated from the Sea of ​​Falling Stars by two large seas, there is the Hidden Mist Sea.

This sea area has been shrouded in demonic mist all year round, and there are three kings of blood demon clan rooted here, the nine-tailed fox, Long Po, and Mo Qilin.

In the South China Sea, deep in the mist, there is a sea area with extremely rich water vapor. Thirteen large mountain-shaped islands are located in it.

Each of the thirteen islands is five to six thousand miles wide, forming a ring surrounding a main island in the center.

This place is the territory of the Mo Qilin clan. The central island is where the ancestral lineage is located. Each of the thirteen branch islands is the inheritance of the same lineage. Each island has a leader and a saint son or saint girl.

In the outer circle of the fourteen islands inside and outside, there are four smaller islands guarding the four sides, which are where the slaves of the Mo Qilin clan are located.

It was getting late at this time, and the sea reflected the cloudy sky.

On Slave Island to the south, the teleportation array suddenly lit up, and a Lingbao chariot rushed out from inside.

"I am Lou Cui of the Eighth Mountain, and I will take the clan members back to the Eighth Mountain." The old woman sitting cross-legged at the front of the car showed her identity badge to disperse the dead slaves.

Outside the formation, more than a hundred dead soldiers looked indifferent, their eyes were all cold, and they only nodded slightly to Lou Cui, who came from the Eighth Mountain.

In the courtyard of the inner space of Lingbao, Lou Meng's expression became increasingly gloomy, and even the slaves dared to look down upon his lineage.

Back then, he went with his father to fight a bloody battle with the king of the human race. His father died and was sealed, but he who survived was separated from the big world along with his small world.

It's not that he didn't expect the situation of their lineage in the clan, but he didn't expect that in just 2000 years, it had declined to the point where the slave clan didn't respect them.

Seeing Lou Meng's body filled with evil energy, the old woman named Lou Cui smiled bitterly and said: "They dare to do this because three of the four left-behind clansmen in our lineage have died of old age, and only two of them have reached the Seventh Realm."

While the two were talking, the Lingbao chariot approached the Eighth Mountain, but at this moment, Tiangang Earthshake suddenly appeared in front of it.

"Huh..." A big hand of a hundred feet gathered together and slapped the Lingbao chariot hard.

The Lingbao who controlled the Mo Qilin clan came to his own territory and was attacked by others. It didn't matter that he was a member of the clan.

"Damn."

Lou Meng held back a breath of resentment, and his figure swelled crazily in anger, and suddenly disappeared into the other courtyard.

Liu Feng and others only heard the roar of the beast, and in front of the car appeared a strange-shaped unicorn with huge bat wings on its back. It had a monster body of [-] feet, and seven realm evil spirits parasitic on it. It looked even bigger than the body of a monster. Terrible.

Such a twisted body was exactly the demon body that Lou Meng built for himself, half a unicorn body and half the blood of the demon clan swallowed by the "demon pot".

The bat-winged unicorn opened its mouth and roared, and a bloody storm hit the big hand in front of it. At the same time, more than a dozen evil spirits from the Seven Realms fell into the sea below.

"Boom..." Before the evil spirits could attack, the sea surface exploded.

A martial arts shadow instantly rose to [-] feet and rose into the air to block the bat-winged unicorn.

This martial arts phantom is different from the martial arts of the fifth realm. The whole body is surrounded by the evil spirits of heaven and earth, and there are strands of purple-green fairy energy flowing between the eyebrows. It is the martial spirit refined by the martial arts of the eighth realm.

More than ten seven-level evil spirits, either in human or animal form, rushed towards the martial soul, but they were unable to break through it.

Seeing Wuhun's facial features clearly, the strange-shaped unicorn transformed by Lou Meng paused, and he recognized the person who made the move.

"You are the eleventh elder from the ancestral lineage. Your clan has returned. Why do you attack the younger generation?" Lou Meng asked angrily.

There was no one in the martial spirit, only the old man's cold voice echoed in the sky.

"Put away your evil spirits. I am already in the middle stage of the first level of true martial arts. Your methods are only as good as the early stage of the eighth level. They are useless to me."

"The reason I took action against you is because I sensed a seventh-grade perfect evil thing. Evil things of this level are not allowed to enter the mountain. I will leave the evil thing behind for you to wait."

The eleventh elder's words were obviously far-fetched, but now Lou Meng was weak and had to give in.

The demonic body shrank in the air and turned back into Lou Meng's half-demon human form. He raised his hand to draw out the evil heart in his inner space and threw it towards the martial soul without hesitation.

This evil object was related to his eighth reincarnation in the Gu Dao. It was difficult to obtain another evil object of the same quality. However, the Eleventh Elder deliberately favored Lou Kui's lineage, so he had to hand over the evil object in order to go back.

"Don't worry, the evil object will be kept by me for the time being. I will return it to you after adding some seals."

"Please take the trouble, please."

Lou Meng bowed his hands to the martial spirit that exuded terrifying pressure before falling back to Lingbao Courtyard. The chariot took a detour and swooped towards the Eighth Mountain.

The eighth mountain of the Mo Qilin clan, to say it is one mountain is only to say that it is a whole.

When viewed from a high altitude, it looks like a mountain, but if you land on such a large island that is five to six thousand wide, it will be like galloping on a plain, and you won't see much of a slope.Through the car curtain in front of the courtyard, everyone in the inner space of Lingbao, whether they are people from Little World or people from the Yinyue Dynasty like Ji Qiu, they all see the King Blood Demon Clan for the first time. clan land.

In terms of aura alone, it is more intense than the previous demon city.

There are not many buildings on the island, most of them are simple stone temples. In addition, there are a large number of grottoes, inside which there are vaguely huge monsters dormant.

Outside the cave, thousands of human slaves were busy going back and forth, handling chores on the island.

The Lingbao chariot flew forward, and there were many figures below, some transformed into demon bodies, and some transformed into human beings. When they looked up and stared, some of them had expressions of joy, while others had expressions of ridicule.

Directly ahead, the fighting arena stretches for ten miles, standing like a large upside-down bowl on the south side of the island.

As the distance quickly shortened, the deafening roars from the execution ground filled my ears.

"Great uncle, my grandmother is in the fighting arena. Xiaocui will go and arrange a physical body for her grandson first." The old woman sitting cross-legged at the front of the car stood up.

In the other courtyard, Lou Meng remained silent. He used his right hand and threw the unconscious Mr. Xing out.

After the old woman took over Xing's body, her wrinkled old face became slightly happy, and she dragged her half-dead body towards a certain grotto.

Watching Mr. Xing being taken away, Liu Feng and Cao Tianshi sighed in their hearts. With Mr. Xing's clone gone, they would lose a lot of help around them.

To create a real clone, one needs to separate the true spirit of the body, which is not easy. A perfect clone of the six realms that completely unites form and spirit is even more rare. Mr. Xing suffered heavy losses this time.

The chariot flew across the sky, and soon, the two of them saw the scene in the fighting arena.

Ten miles away, the two sides have clearly defined forces. One side has more than [-] demon clans, and the other side has more than [-] demon clans. The four altars in the center are full of blood, and the demon clans are killing each other on the altars.

On the seats in the stands, almost every king-blood demon clan has a human form, ranging in size from big to small, while the size of the demon clan off the field also changes according to the heart.

Many of them have no Taoist true energy in their body. They can put away their demon body and change their human form just by relying on the demon clan's skills. This is something that the demon clan on Da Sui's side cannot do.

However, when Liu Feng and Cao Tianshi looked at it, they saw that even though they had human shapes, those monsters seemed to be just for convenience. The human shapes each retained the appearance of monsters, some had scales, and some had claws and tails, which made people confused at a glance. I know it’s a demon.

Waves of roars echoed, and the demon clans on both sides kept shouting wildly.

Cao Tianshi sensed the fluctuations of demonic power in the fighting technique, and a boyish face twitched, and he used his spiritual consciousness to send a voice to Liu Feng: "The demon clans on the field are from the fourth realm and the fifth realm. These bastards are not simple. You may also want to You must not underestimate the enemy."

Liu Feng nodded and didn't take it too seriously. He was just thinking about how he could kill these heroes of the monster clan without using the Tongyan and the Chakravartin Sutra.

The one who ended up was the best of the younger generation on both sides. He had excellent skills and the magical blood of the Mo Qilin clan. If he couldn't win as quickly as possible with his eyesight, he himself would definitely be injured.

But this place is the clan of the King Blood Demon Clan, and unlike Da Sui, he doesn't dare to blatantly use his eyes here, and can only take a subtle look at it.

The Lingbao chariot fell into the open space outside the spectator seats. On the left side, in front of the demon tribe, a middle-aged beautiful woman flew over with several juniors.

However, among the more than [-] monsters on the opposite side, a majestic middle-aged man stood up and disappeared.

Taking a step forward, the majestic middle-aged man appeared in the open space ahead of the beautiful woman and walked straight towards the Lingbao chariot.

When Lou Meng saw the person coming, he forced a smile and bowed slightly.

"My nephew has met Uncle Kui."

"Nephew Meng, my uncle has heard that people from the Demon Sealed Land are coming over in recent years, and he hopes that you will return to the clan soon. Today, he has been waiting for you."

A majestic middle-aged man with twin horns, a pair of purple-gold vertical pupils in his eyes, a face covered with black scales, and a mouth full of sharp teeth when laughing.

After him, a middle-aged beautiful woman and four juniors approached.

Seeing Lou Kui shamelessly getting close to the middle-aged beautiful woman, the four juniors clenched their fists.

On the side were two tribesmen fighting with their lives, but Lou Kui, who wanted to seize the Eighth Mountain, actually had the nerve to recognize his family.

The Mo Qilin clan inherited the Thirteen Mountains, and the Lou Kui clan used to be just one of the vassals of the Eighth Mountain, belonging to a side line, but now it occupies most of the Eighth Mountain's territory.

The beautiful middle-aged woman avoided Lou Kui and came forward with four juniors.

"Brother."

"This junior generation pays homage to great-uncle and congratulates great-uncle on his return to the clan."

After 2000 years, Lou Meng did not recognize the four juniors. When he looked at his half-sister, his eyes were quite complicated.

Back then, his biological sister didn't give him a good look and even hated him because he was a half-demon, but now she had to rely on him.

If he returns to the clan and is still the Sixth Realm of Perfection, how can he be called great uncle by the descendants of his sister-in-law!

"Nephew Meng, my uncle will take you to the mountains to see. Your caves from back then are still there." Lou Kui smiled brightly.

"Lou Ying, I and Uncle Kui will leave for a moment."

A bloody evil head poked out of Lou Meng's body, and his face was exactly the same as Lou Meng's facial features. It was his clone.

But before his clone came out, Lou Kui patted his shoulder and shook the clone back.

"It's just a competition between juniors, don't pay attention to it."

Lou Meng simply stopped releasing the clone and nodded in agreement with a stern face.

Silently, the two figures disappeared into the open space in an instant, turning into two black lines in the sky.

More than eighty kinds of Gu people were left behind. They were not stupid people. They all saw the intrigue between the uncle and nephew. This was not to reminisce about the past at all, but to find a suitable place to do it.

One is a seventh-generation Perfection Gu Master with 2000 years of experience. He got a lot of opportunities from the demon bones left behind in the war.

One is a demon cultivator who has only stabilized the Eighth Realm this year, and his strength has already entered the Eighth Realm.

If these two monsters start a fight, the power of the eight realms will definitely be able to overwhelm one of them, but the real competition is based on the means they have accumulated, and there is no telling which one will win in the end.

"Since you are the people brought back by my brother, why don't you go with me and contribute."

The beautiful middle-aged woman named Lou Ying changed her smile when she faced Lou Meng, and looked at a group of Gu humans as if she were a herd of livestock.

Behind her were four young demon cultivators, two women and two men, with eyes that seemed to be retreating.

To be selected by Lou Meng, and to withstand the transformation of the body by a higher-level exotic Gu, more than [-] people are at the fourth level at worst, and their strength exceeds those of the same level.

On the opposite side, Lou Kui's lineage can send slaves to fight, and they can do the same here.

When everyone was brought to the seats in the stands, they were not qualified to sit down. When a pair of eyes turned towards them, they looked like they were looking at goods.

For example, the stunningly beautiful Ji Qiu was a fifth-generation body Gu master. Dozens of demon cultivators who practiced Gu immediately set their sights on this woman.

There were also many demon cultivators looking at Liu Feng and Wu Ti. In comparison, Wu Ti, who also possessed the powerful Buddha power and was born with a Buddha heart, seemed to be even stronger.

Liu Feng ignored the gazes around him and stared at the fighting field. He saw a demon clan being shattered into pieces and being turned into a small bloody pill by the magic altar on the spot.

"This is the fighting method within the King Blood Demon Clan. Each of the four altars can refine the bones and blood of the loser and perfect the winner..."

(End of this chapter)