The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

Hundreds of miles of golden sand stirred, and the entire space was shrouded in Buddha's light.

Next to a sand dune, Liu Feng's true form sat cross-legged on the ground, and a steady stream of golden sand turned into Buddha power and poured into his Buddha bones.

After cultivating in this Holy Land of Reincarnation for more than half a year, my body in the sixth life of Gu Dao has already been stabilized.

With the medicinal mud obtained from the Baize ancestral land, it is the cultivation of the six realms. It only takes five years to reach a small realm.

In front of him were placed four human high stone gourds, four types of king blood Gu carvings, Gu dragons, beetles, and Yinwu, all of which had been refined into his body.

After fully controlling the "demon pot" strange Gu, he can use the blood of the demon clan to demonize him. Gu carvings and Gu dragons are somewhat helpful in the Gu Dao Gu technique. The beetle can strengthen the body's strength, and Yinwu is very good at escaping.

The amount of the four kinds of king's blood is not very large. It is taken from the demon clan of the seventh realm, and there is no obvious change from his lower-grade blood.

Among them, Yinwu and Yangwu are opposite. Both king blood demon clans are similar to crow demons, but their physical strength and bloodline are far from the crow demons.

When he stood up, Buddha power surged around his body, and he moved with a speed rarely seen in the Six Realms.

Then he mobilized the "Thunderwood" Gu Technique, and his body skills increased a bit, the "Mirror Shadow" shadow pushed forward, and the "Demon Pot" manifested the Yinwu wings. The three Gu techniques were mobilized, and the afterimages left in the sky above the Jinsha were all become blurred.

Even if he was chasing him in the early stages of the Seventh Realm, it would be difficult to keep up. In both of his cultivations, he took spiritual objects that were rare in the outside world, and his bloodline was only refined from the king's blood. This was also the benefit that he should have inherited from the Buddha.

Folding the black crow's wings behind her back, Liu Feng walked towards the exit of the Holy Land without any hurry, thinking about the news from the outside world she had received in recent days.

"Liu Luo's specific whereabouts are still unknown. Qian Shantian's true form rarely appears once. Most of them are his shadow blood slaves walking around."

"The direct descendants of the Nanmen family hid in Dameng Ancient City. It's hard to say whether there are any survivors. I used my eyes to avoid death. There is a lot of danger in entering, but this cause and effect requires me to go there myself."

"Before going to the Tianfeng Dynasty, you need to go and see those black tigers. Maybe you can get some useful clues."

Leaving the holy realm of rotation, outside is the inner world of Dharma King Lian Zhen. With a little awareness, the situation of many people related to him is clear to the mind.

Ji Qiu and Cao Tianshi were outside helping him collect clues, and they were practicing outside Zhuoyin Mountain.

Niu Yun was taken away by the three kings and has not shown up yet. However, the forbidden law he left in this woman's body has not been dispelled, so he should still be alive.

Just as he was about to go to the medicine pool where the eleven black tigers were training, he sensed Qiao Bei flying towards him quickly. Before he could get close, the spiritual consciousness sent him over first.

"Liu Feng, you have to take it out on me. Nun Jingling hurt me for no reason."

Liu Feng looked from a distance and found that the horns on Qiao Bei's head were strange. There were obvious knife marks at the root of the left horn, which looked like they were cut with a Buddha's sword.

He had no time to pay attention to such trivial matters. Anyway, Jing Ling had not used his golden body in his previous life, so fighting in the same situation would not cause too much trouble.

There was a flash of lightning, and Liu Feng disappeared deep into the many Buddhist pavilions in the inner world.

When Qiao Bei flew close, Liu Feng had already escaped from the range of her spiritual consciousness, and a look of displeasure suddenly appeared on her pretty face, knowing that Liu Feng favored the nun.

She touched her horn that was almost cut off, turned around and flew towards the exit of Inner Heaven and Earth. Jingling clearly wanted to drive people away, and Inner Heaven and Earth could not stay any longer. It was better to work with Ji Qiu to control the people, which was also awe-inspiring.

There are many Buddhist pavilions, and more than 300,000 believers practice here all year round.

In the attic where the fragrance of medicine floated, Liu Feng appeared in front of a medicine pond, which was managed by Elder Cheming himself.

"Zendu Buddha, the physical vitality of the eleven Black Tiger elders is almost exhausted, and it is really difficult to save them." Elder Cheming said solemnly.

"Thank you for your trouble, elder."

Liu Feng looked at the eleven black tigers in the pond with his Zen eyes. The situation was more serious than Elder Cheming said. Seven of them were almost dead bodies and it was impossible to save them.

Of the remaining four, only one was barely awake and was looking up at his face.

After catching the Buddhist power emanating from Liu Feng, the black tiger jumped out of the medicine pool and crouched in front of Liu Feng.

"Wuzhuo, the younger descendant of the descendants, paid homage to the ancestor and hoped that the ancestor would save other ethnic groups. They are now..."

Before Hei Hu could continue rambling, Liu Feng interrupted: "How much do you know about Jing Yu? Get up and tell me clearly."

When Elder Cheming heard this, he stepped out of the attic.

The black tiger named Wu Zhuo nodded his head, and when he got up, he turned into a big man with a black face, but he was very skinny.

He recalled for a while, and the things he could remember about Jingyu's ancestor were from the elders of the clan.

"The ancestor's original name was not Jingyu, but Wuyu."

"The bloodline from our ancestors is not called Black Tiger. People in the world originally call our clan Xie. They are good at swallowing people's true souls and souls. They are among the top king-blood demon clan."

"According to legend, the blood of the ancestors further up the ladder is purer than that of kings..."

Liu Feng frowned and interrupted again: "Tell me what important things Jingyu did in the past and how deadly they were."

Seeing the displeasure on Liu Feng's face, the Seventh Realm Black Tiger elder was frightened in his heart and hurriedly told the clan records he knew.

Following Wu Zhuo's narration, Jingyu talked about various things during his lifetime, but after all, he was a person from more than 5,000 years ago, and many of his deeds were specious.

Only Jingyu's death was made very clear. He died on the way to the virtual world, and several king-blood clans plotted against him.

"With the perfect strength of ancestor Wu Yu's Nine Buddha Roots, he was originally able to go to the virtual world when he reached the completion of his cultivation in the Nine Realms. However, he was tricked by those families into losing the opportunity to cross the realm, so he took that path." Wu Zhuo When he said this, his facial muscles twitched violently, showing his hatred for those human kings.

Liu Feng closed his eyes, and some of Jing Chen's memories reappeared in his mind.

"That road...Jing Chen also walked a little way, but it was only half a step. Nine Buddha Roots had gone there in advance. Because he couldn't pass it, he refined a Buddha boat for a thousand crossings."

In his incomplete memory, Liu Feng only knew that the road leading to the virtual world was also somewhere in the void, and there were many evil spirits on the road that had been transformed by the deaths of his predecessors.

There is also a river, a turbid yellow color that connects to a strange river deep in the void. On the upper reaches of the river, there are immortals and Buddhas who want to come back.

At this time, Wu Zhuo remembered something again and explained: "Ancestor Wu Yu had a precious treasure during his lifetime. It was a Buddhist bead, which could draw the blood of various tribes and use various bloodline magical powers. This treasure was left by the ancestor Wu Yu to protect the clansmen, but he did not bring it with him. Walk."

"Later, our clan's ancestral land was destroyed, and the whereabouts of this treasure are unknown. The contemporary Wuyi ancestors may know its secrets."

Liu Feng noted this, but did not have high expectations because Wu Yi had become a nine-level immortal species and found it difficult to control himself.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Wu Zhuo really had nothing to say, he ordered him to continue healing his injuries and then left the attic.

He himself had to make arrangements for his trip to the Tianfeng Dynasty, and it was not advisable for his body to risk his life and go to find Wu Yi. Instead, the clone could try to go there first and use the puppet to explore Wu Yi's current situation.

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Within the territory of the Yin Yue Dynasty and outside Qingxia County, there is no return forest for three thousand miles.

There are not many evil cultivators in this forbidden area now, because there are as many as six royal blood families, and in recent years, there have always been people squatting inside to guard it.

Of course, it is impossible for the Wangxue family to send a large number of manpower to completely block the huge Forest of No Return, and monks who are wanted by the outside world are still escaping in one after another.

To the south of the Forest of No Return, under the still bright morning light, a magic light approached.

And at the bottom of the dark Insect Abyss, in the blood lake next to the insect nest, a blood-haired young man woke up from meditation.

He glanced at the edge of the blood lake with his "empty pupil". There were numerous figures there, including a large group of fat monks. Except for the two old men who could not see clearly, the rest were all full of vitality and blood.

"Why did the monks of the Great Food Sect never return to the forest and find themselves here in the Blood Lake?" The blood-haired young man is the Shura clone of Liu Feng. The demonic clone was about to arrive. He originally planned to join the two clones and use Buddha bones and medicine men to test Wu Yi, but he did not expect that people from the Dashi Cult would come here.

"Liu Feng, the two Supreme Elders of my teaching have seen you. Please come out and reply." A few miles away, a woman spoke loudly, and the words came from far away.

Liu Feng recognized Yan Qingcheng's voice and moved, two miles at a time, out of the blood lake.

On the bank of the bloody lake, two large cauldrons hung in the air, with no less than 400 monks from the Food Cult crammed into the cauldrons.

The two sisters of Qingguoqingcheng stood in front of the cauldron, pointing at Liufeng Shura's clone, and were talking to the two white-robed old men.

"This guy's clone was possessed by Shura's blood back then. We sisters witnessed it with our own eyes, and we almost got caught."

"Two elders, take a look, are the bones in this body strong? The Sixth Realm King Blood Demon Clan doesn't have such a body either!"

Liu Feng glanced at the two fat pigs coldly, and then turned to the two old men in white robes. They were thin and withered, and they were obviously at the end of their life.

"Are the two seniors looking for Shura's blood to extend their lives?" Liu Feng said bluntly.

The two old men smiled and nodded. It was easy to talk to smart people, and they didn't need to talk at length.

The spotted-faced old man among the two took a step forward, with half a level of cultivation in the ninth realm, but he bowed his hands politely and saluted, not treating Liu Feng, who was only over fifty years old, as a junior at all.

"It makes fellow Taoist laugh. We two old guys have an unfulfilled wish and don't want to be buried. We would like to ask fellow Taoist to help us guide the way and help us make seeds for immortality."

Liu Feng was not surprised. There were many seniors seeking survival like this. However, with their cultivation and accumulation, they might enter the Nine Realms in a short period of time after becoming Immortals and lose control like Wu Yi.

"There are two blood Shura corpses in the blood lake. I don't know how much Shura blood is left in their bodies, but it should be at least enough for one of you to transform into an immortal species."

"Just tell me what conditions you have, fellow Taoist, as long as it doesn't harm our remaining lifespan." The two great elders of the Great Food Sect promised.

Liu Feng nodded, he did have someone useful at the moment.

Many royal blood clansmen were guarding Wu Yi. If he wanted to break through the encirclement of these people, it would not be safe for him to bring demon puppets with him in his demonic avatar.

Now that there are two half-step nine realms and many monks from the Great Food Cult, things will become much simpler.

At this time, we were to the south of Bugui Forest, thousands of miles inward.

Five hundred miles away from the gray area near the center, a hidden magic light fell to the ground. Liu Feng's demonic clone smiled, and underneath him was the demon puppet whom he used as a mount.

"Master...man, there are twenty-seven people alive half a mile ahead, kill, kill..." The demon with the crocodile dragon bloodline had a hoarse voice and was delirious.

Liu Feng ignored him and waited for half a stick of incense. Two large cauldrons flew from behind him and passed him by, heading straight into the gray area.

A shadow of blood fell on the demon's back, and Shura's clone arrived. They were both the same person, so there was no need to explain each other.

The two of them disappeared, drove the demon puppet, changed their direction and broke into the gray area.

When he looked forward again, in front of the two big cauldrons, a sledgehammer appeared, and the aura was nearly a mile long.

The hammer-shaped spiritual treasure pressed forward, and suddenly the earth and rocks in the forest burst apart, broken trees flew everywhere, and the twenty-seven Zhuang clan members nearby were crushed into bloody mud on the spot.

"Rumble..."

"The Dashi Cult is following the enemy, and the rest of the people have dispersed on their own... It turns out that there are still Taoist friends from the Zhuang family, but it was a misunderstanding. I will definitely send an apology someday."

Amidst the loud noise, auras of light escaped from all directions in the forest, and the voices of angry scoldings continued.

Many figures tried to intercept the two cauldrons, and even the elders of the Bajingzhuang clan arrived, but they were all swept away by the spiritual light.

In addition to the royal blood tribe who came over, many other gray-white figures were attracted and secretly attacked the monks from both sides who were fighting together.

Taking advantage of the Supreme Elder of the Dashi Sect to clear the way, the Crocodile Dragon Demon carried Liu Feng deep into the gray area.

The surrounding forest scene flew by, and there were more than forty illusions of obsession, large and small. The royal blood race did not chase the demon puppet, but there were a few gray-white figures who noticed it first.

Less than a hundred miles inward, the crocodile dragon monster became more and more manic, instinctively sensing the threat because more and more gray-white figures were following behind.

On the demon's back, the demon's clone can recognize the demons following it without having to look at them.

"It's these human-shaped magic weapons again. After questioning Wu Yi and calling in the help of the Dashi Cult, we might try to trace their origins." Liu Feng thought in his mind.

When the original body came to the Forest of No Return, it was clear that the rumored demons of the Forest of No Return, among which the gray-white humanoids appeared the most, were most likely magic weapons refined by others, with the purpose of hunting the monks' flesh and blood.

A hundred miles further, the crocodile dragon demon suddenly turned around. The Shura clone had already sensed other immortal species. As expected, Wu Yi was within twenty miles ahead.

The puppet was forced to turn around, but it did not go far, but moved around this area. More than ten gray-white figures were still following closely behind, like wolves waiting for an opportunity, and they might strike at any time.

"These humanoid magic weapons vary in strength. They have not yet passed through the Eighth Realm. We can deal with them for the time being. We will first contact the Wuyi as medicine people."

With a plan in mind, the two clones sat cross-legged attentively and took action at the same time.

The devil split his sleeves and used nine Buddha bone puppets to deal with the gray evil spirits following him. The Shura clone released two medicine men, one at the seventh level and one at the sixth level.

After pressing the sound Gu into the body of the medicine man, the Shura clone followed the sensed immortality seed and controlled the medicine man to move forward.

However, before the medicine man could move forward six miles, a large piece of silver light spread out from the center of the Forest of No Return.

The silver light came so fast that Liu Feng Shura couldn't react, and he could only sense that the two medicine men disconnected from him.

"Buzzing..." The spiritual pressure came over me like a substance.

In the forest, a giant silver-white tiger ran wildly, swallowed two medicine men alive, and then rushed towards the crocodile dragon monster.

Blood Shura can sense it, and it can naturally sense other living immortal species.

The self-proclaimed Immortality Seed in the Insect Abyss Nest is more powerful than him and cannot be provoked, but when this small Sixth Realm Immortality Seed is delivered to your door, there is no reason not to eat it.

"No, it's Wu Yi."

"Senior, stop him for two breaths."

Under the nine realms of spiritual pressure, Liu Feng personally felt the gap between the two sides. The two avatars had no Buddha lamps to protect the spiritual sea, and he suddenly felt as if his whole person was about to be torn apart from the inside out.

All they can do is to release their spiritual consciousness as much as possible so that Wu Yi can sense the true spirit breath that has the same origin as the original body.

Sword light flashed from the side, and only one of the two Supreme Elders of the Great Food Cult came over.

The spotted-faced old man was already nearby. Before the giant silver tiger pounced, he stepped in front of Liu Feng.

"This is the Immortal Seed. He is so tyrannical when he first enters the Nine Realms! I am afraid that this old man is not fighting hard enough. Fellow Daoist Liu, please wake him up quickly..."

Without waiting for a closer look, the figure of the spotted-faced old man blurred for a moment, and his body was covered with dense patterns of weapon formations.

His feet stamped on the ground, and hundreds of layers of shield light gathered around him in an instant. His arms were like swords, and he slashed forward. Tens of thousands of dense sword lights slashed at the giant tiger.

(End of this chapter)