The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

Chapter 390 The whereabouts of Daqian Temple

As the clone mobilized its bloodline magical power, two hundred feet of blood mist surged and suddenly shrank towards the Water Dragon Lingbao.

This sixth-grade spiritual treasure didn't have much spirituality, so it suddenly seemed like a person lost his mind and became difficult to control.

On top of the Lingbao, there is a short-bearded middle-aged man who has ruined his soul, and there is a slight trance in his eyes.

Under such circumstances, by using the main body's clairvoyance and the clone, one can directly attack the half-destroyed Sixth Realm, possibly seriously injuring it with one blow.

But then the fire approached, and another Zhuang from the Six Realms was rushing this way.

The news of his appearance here must have been passed on to other Zhuang clans, including the Zhuang clan in the Eighth Realm in the Blood Lake.

Furthermore, within his field of vision, there was a grayish-white atmosphere in the surrounding forest, and human figures were outlined.

Back then, through the space barrier, he had seen the gray-white figures deep in the Forest of No Return, but now it was different. He could see the strangeness of these "things" after seeing them with his own eyes.

It's not a living thing at all, it's like a magic weapon that was refined from the corpse of a strong man.

"Put away the Gu group and leave."

Instructing Ji Qiu, the willow wind swept away the magic weapon on the corpse, and from behind the clone, three figures rushed towards the nearest illusion.

The escape speed of the fifth realm is not as good as that of the sixth realm. He cannot be held back now, otherwise other Zhuang clan experts will arrive and he will have no chance of escaping.

While Liu Feng was escaping, the Zhuang family and the Nu clan who stayed here gathered together.

"Uncle Clan, the whereabouts of the two clan brothers are unknown."

"Sir, the rest of the brothers behind me are gone too."

The thirty or so people who were killed by Liu Feng were reduced by half in a few breaths, and the two direct descendants of the Zhuang Family in the Fifth Realm disappeared without a trace.

Uncle and his clan had not yet arrived at the Seventh Realm, so they could not see the evil spirits that were temporarily hidden.

"Don't worry about the missing people, chase them all for me. I will never allow Liu Feng to escape."

The two Sixth Realm masters took up the Lingbao and followed closely behind Liu Feng, regardless of whether they would be targeted by the obsession in the illusion.

Soon, there was no trace of anyone outside the cave entrance, leaving corpses on the ground.

The female cultivators of the Dashi Cult who had escaped the disaster were all huddled in the big iron pot, not relieved that Zhuang's people had left.

"Cough cough..."

Faintly, a gray-white figure flashed through the forest, and a strange laughter like an old man coughing floated into their ears.

How could the two hall masters dare to stay here, for fear that they would be the next ones kidnapped by the evil spirits.

A spiritual light flashed across the iron pot, specifically targeting large-scale illusions.

The larger the scope of the shroud, the stronger the Lord of Obsession was during his lifetime. It is rumored that there may be creatures at the level of real immortals and Buddhas who die in the Forest of No Return.

In order not to be eaten by evil spirits, these female cultivators did not care about anything else.

……

Lightning flashed in the forest, and two spiritual treasures, one water and one fire, chased after him.

On normal days, the Seven Realms and Eight Realms would not escape with all their strength in the center of the Forest of No Return, because doing so might attract evil spirits.

But at this time, one side wants to escape, and the other side wants to survive. Both sides are risking their lives.

"Senior Brother Liu, are we still going deep into the Forest of No Return?" Ji Qiu glanced at the gray forest and saw increasingly larger illusions.

She couldn't foresee her future and didn't know when she would die.

Such an escape method was like jumping back and forth on the edge of a knife. She could lose her life at any time, so she couldn't stay calm.

"Boom..."

At this time, a large piece of soil collapsed ten miles behind, and a black mountain broke out of the ground.

The Zhuang clan who controls this eighth-level spiritual treasure is far faster than his peers elsewhere.

After receiving the message from the tribesmen here, of course they would not continue to rush straight into the blood lake, but took a detour and rushed here.

Thousands of evil spirits were wailing on the mountain, all of which had been partially eroded by the blood evil.

Seven spiritual lights flashed out, and seven men and women in green clothes, old or young, appeared outside the spiritual treasure.

With their realm, they could surpass the two Sixth Realm tribesmen in front and catch up with Liu Feng if they took five more breaths.

But under the current situation, Liu Feng was desperate to go deeper.

"Don't run any further. Going forward is a dead end, and I, the banker, will be left alive."

Among the seven people coming from the Zhuang family, the leader with white eyes, the old man, could clearly see three figures more than ten miles away, and the spiritual consciousness belonging to the eight realms of perfection swept away.

This distance is the limit that his spiritual consciousness can reach. He cannot capture Liu Feng, but it is enough to send a message.

It's a pity that the junior named Liu ignored him and disappeared into the illusion of a village.

If you look closely at the illusion, it occupies about four miles of the forest. There is no illusion of such scale in the forest. The owner of the obsession may have been in more than nine realms during his lifetime, at least it is definitely not the ordinary nine realms.

"Xuanzu, do you want to follow in, or stay outside?"

"The people from the Tantai clan are joining forces with my clan to deal with that Wu Yi. We can't wait any longer, lest that crazy tiger comes over and kills us."

The seven of them didn't say anything. After putting away the black mountain, they ducked deeper into the Forest of No Return.

Here, it is only fifty miles away from the center of the Forest of No Return.

On the gray forest floor, there is an illusion that covers four miles. Villagers in the village are coming and going, and their clothes are extremely ancient, and they are not at all like the contemporary people.

Beside the stone monument at the head of the village, an ugly young man with deformed facial features was sitting on the ground.

He looked at Zhuang's visitors who were approaching the village. He didn't seem to be worried about Zhuang's intrusion. He just grinned and turned around and disappeared into the village.

To the south of the village, Liu Feng's clone, Ji Qiu, and the three of them were spinning around within a dozen feet.

The illusion of the village here was also seen through the space barrier, but now it is here in person.

What Ji Qiu saw was that they were still moving forward in the village, while Liu Feng knew that he was trapped within ten feet.

It may be one thing to see through it, but another thing to be able to get out.

The invisible force that trapped them did not come from the formation. It was intangible and had no breath.

Liu Feng has experienced this kind of situation before, and it is an evil thing and a sorcery.

"This village is only four miles away when we come in. We can't walk less than six miles! My Gu swarm and evil spirits haven't reached the edge." Ji Qiu said and looked at Liu Feng beside him.

Just like when he was escaping before, Liu Feng still showed no signs of panic.

Standing on the village road, villagers passed by each other. They were just a few feet apart, but they were like spectators and had no contact with the villagers at all.

Because these villagers are not the obsession itself, but just the illusion produced by the obsession.

"There's no need to rush out. This is the right place for us to delay for some time. Mr. Zhuang must be in trouble, so he's in a hurry to take action."

Liu Feng thought about it, either the demons pursued by the Zhuang family counterattacked, or the Dharma King of the Reincarnation Sect arrived, or both were possible.

If he delays for a while, he might be able to get rid of Zhuang.

At the moment, what he needs to worry about is the owner of this village, the obsession that manifests the appearance of an ugly boy.

While thinking about it, among the villagers ahead, a young man with deformed facial features strolled over. When he was escaping from Lou Meng on the way to Datiandi, the young man possessed by this obsession even watched the excitement.

Compared with Ke Qianrou's obsession, this young man is obviously better, and he is as sane as a living person.

When they met again, Ji Qiu didn't dare to move.

Liu Feng first glanced at the outskirts of the village where the Qi was fluctuating violently. There was a faint purple-green aura appearing, and he guessed that it was Zhuang's Eighth Realm who entered the village.

The obsession in front of him blocked Mr. Zhuang's intruder and trapped him within ten feet. He could probably guess the intention.

"Senior, what are your unfulfilled wishes? I am willing to help you out." Liu Feng said in a deep voice.

The ugly young man suddenly appeared in front of him, with a bright smile on his young face, as if he was not sad about his ending at all, and he didn't care when it would completely disappear.

Without looking at Ji Qiu, he looked at Liu Feng's clone with interest and clicked his tongue.

"Back then, I tried hard to cultivate immortality, but I couldn't find it. I almost chose Shura Blood Sea, the immortality seed, but I gave it up because I knew it was powerful. However, I still couldn't escape other plots later."

"The predecessors left too many tricks behind us. If we don't pay attention, we will become a puppet."

After saying that, the ugly boy turned his eyes to Liu Feng and motioned Liu Feng to look at his feet.

When Liu Feng glanced over, the gray ground beneath Liu Feng's feet stirred, and a bloody jar moved over.

"Can you see the things in the altar with your eyesight?" The young man's eyes were fixed on Liu Feng with a deformed face.

Ji Qiu, who was ignored on the side, lowered her head when she heard the words, with a look of horror in her eyes. As a direct disciple of the Liuxian Sect, she had been exposed to records of Buddha's Eyesight in the past.

If I remember correctly, the fourth eye seems to be the Buddha's eye, and the Buddhist cultivator who can possess the fourth eye of the Buddha's eye is probably no longer here in this world.

Liu Feng looked calm and noncommittal.

Anyway, there are quite a few people who have guessed that he has clairvoyance, and Zhuang is one of them. In recent years, Zhuang has definitely explored his details everywhere, and then deduced his methods.

"I can't see it." Liu Feng said bluntly.

The ugly young man pointed at the bloody jar. The jar split into two and became two jars. The seal left on the jar suddenly became much weaker.

At this time, Liu Fengtong caught a slight breath from the mouth of the jar. The Buddha's power and the breath of evil things were mixed in the jar on the left. It might be another evil thing transformed from Buddha bones, but it was much stronger than the Yin Guang around him in the past. .

Looking at the jar on the right again, there is demonic energy in the Buddha's power.

Seeing this, Liu Feng had an idea in his mind. If the jar contained the corpse of Obsession in front of him, it was most likely that he was a Buddhist cultivator during his lifetime, but for some reason he entered the demonic path and was still a true demon.

"Your understanding of Buddhism is too poor, otherwise Tongyan wouldn't stop there."

"I will prevent a disaster for you today. You will deliver the jar on the right to the direct descendants of the Nanmen family of the Tianfeng Dynasty for me."

Liu Feng nodded immediately and took note of this man's words. It seemed that if he wanted to go far in Buddhism in the future, he would have to spend some time understanding Buddhism instead of just using it.

"Senior." Ji Qiu suddenly spoke in a low voice.

Seeing the other party's sideways glance, Ji Qiu looked hesitant and explained carefully.

"The Nanmen family of the Tianfeng Dynasty, I read in the ancient books in the sect that it disappeared 2,600 years ago. The book said that it was wiped out by the other three blood families of Buddhist and Taoist kings."

The ugly young man showed no anger, as if this incident had been expected by him.

Without the slightest movement from him, the jar with the devil's skin on the right flew into the space inside Liu Feng's heart, while the mouth of the blood-colored jar on the left opened wide.

In the sight of Liu Feng and Ji Qiu, a pitch-black skeletal body, mostly decayed, protruded from the mouth of the altar.

It was such a rotten bone body that had gone through countless years. The moment the two people's eyes touched, their vision went blank, and their ears became silent.

Not only the eyesight and ears become tasteless, the smell at the tip of the nose becomes dull, the body also becomes numb, and the thoughts in the mind seem to be polluted.

Thoughts that made people want to commit suicide on the spot appeared in their hearts out of thin air.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Qiu knelt down on the ground unconsciously. Only Liu Feng's clear eyes could clearly see the various smells in front of him.

In the next moment, the two regained consciousness.

There was no ugly young man on the village road ahead, and the jar holding the black Buddha bones on the ground was nowhere to be seen.

Liu Feng's eyes turned to the outskirts of the village. Where the energy fluctuated violently, a Taoist palace rose from the ground, ready to break through the illusion and escape.

In the Dao Palace, seven figures in green clothes lost consciousness and were connected to each other by blood lines.

The white-eyed old man among the seven had a flash of inspiration, and a green dragon, a black mountain, a magic sword, and three eighth-grade spiritual treasures blasted out.

He didn't know the direction when he shot, and only relied on his blood sense to avoid the other six people, and the power of the Lingbao hit in all directions.

"rumble……"

Three miles away, Liu Feng still felt like the ground was about to collapse, and the illusion of half of the village was distorted like smoke.

Seeing that Dao Palace was about to break free, Liu Feng thought that the rotten evil bones were about to show their power, when more than twenty gray-white figures flew out from the forest.

Taking advantage of the fact that the seven people of the Zhuang family were under the spell, these humanoid magic weapons that did not look like living beings pounced on them.

The Dao Palace disappeared, and Ji Qiu could see the next scene clearly.

Seven bodies were fought over by more than twenty gray-white human beings. The six Zhuangs from the Seventh Realm died so easily that even their souls could not escape.

Only the leader, the white-eyed old man, escaped with most of his head, drove three spiritual treasures to rush out of the illusion, and fled far away.

However, the flying light could not fly more than eight miles, and suddenly it stopped suddenly, and a roar resounded.

"Zen Blue."

A golden wheel penetrated directly into the middle of the three spiritual treasures, and most of the heads were instantly turned into ashes.

Amidst the buzzing sound, the surging Buddha power turned into a big golden hand, holding the three spiritual treasures that were still trying to escape.

The big hand pulled down and the whole thing disappeared.

In Liu Feng's field of vision, the aura of Buddha power belonging to Zen Lan Dharma King appeared outside the illusion of the village.

On the village road, Ji Qiu's delicate body trembled. She witnessed with her own eyes the eight realms of Wang Xuezhuang's family being wiped out and their spiritual treasures being snatched away. She was shocked in her heart.

All the Liuxian Sect Gu Masters combined did not dare to provoke such a person, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"He's here to pick you up, go ahead."

"Remember the agreement between you and me. The things in the altar may help you one day."

Beside Liu Feng, the ugly young man quietly appeared again, and the jar with the evil bones sealed was pushed into the ground again.

An invisible force rolled in, and the three figures flew back towards the outside of the village.

Regardless of covering up, Liu Feng quickly asked: "Senior, does he know where Daqian Temple is?"

When he heard the words "Daqian Temple", the ugly figure that gradually pulled away froze, and then the weird smile on Liu Feng's face disappeared, replaced by a look of understanding.

"I see!"

"The location of Daqian Temple has become a forbidden area, and there are immortals and Buddhas who have taken action to cover it up. If you want to find it, you may have to spend some time, or someone may show you the way."

The words echoed in Liu Feng's mind, and a wave of Buddha power wrapped around his back.

His body flew out of the illusion of the village, and when he stood still, he had already landed on the Great Sun Wheel. Zen Lan Dharma King put his hands together in a salute.

(End of this chapter)