The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

Taking a closer look at the faces of the two wandering spirits, he instantly remembered part of his memory, and said with his hands, "I haven't seen you for more than half a year. You two have made great progress in cultivation. I would like to congratulate you two. Since you two have the means, this woman can take care of you." Walk."

The visitors are Nanmen Zijie and Nanmen Zihua. A large number of Nanmen clan members arrived last night. It is not difficult to recall the memories of these brothers.

"If we can find the exit of the forbidden area, someone from our clan will come and inform Fellow Daoist Liu."

After Nanmen Zihua Youling finished speaking, he swayed forward and possessed Lu Xiaolan. The woman lowered her face, pushed the door open, and walked quickly towards the alley leading to the outside of the city.

It was almost bright outside. Nanmen Zijie, who stayed in the house, waved his hand and closed the door. The words coming from his body were fast and urgent.

"Due to what happened last night, all the clan members who had infiltrated the Yuan Luo Guards have withdrawn. Our two brothers are no longer Yuan Luo Guards and have no chance to follow up on the Yuan Luo Heart Sutra."

"But the clan has arranged for people to join the Yuan Luo Guard under a pseudonym, and has also prepared a place for fellow Taoist Liu. With the identity of the Yuan Luo Guard, it will be much easier to get the news or practice in the future."

"Amnesia occurs every year. Outsiders only remember their real names. In order to avoid being exposed, fellow Taoists must remember their pseudonyms promptly after infiltrating the Yuanluo Guard. This must be recorded as an important matter."

The mist stirred, avoiding the sight of Cao Tianshi and Zhou Wan, and four names gathered in front of Liu Feng. After Liu Feng and the three Nanmen clan members changed their names, they all changed their surnames to Xu, and their origins could be found in the city.

"What was the result of last night's battle?" Liu Feng suddenly asked.

"We lost some elders, but fortunately we took away the remains of our ancestors. Our Nanmen clan will remember this favor from fellow Daoist Liu." Nanmen Zijie responded.

Liu Feng nodded, this was the end of what he had been entrusted by the Nanmen clan's ancestors.

In the courtyard, Sikong Xiu got up early and got busy. Nanmen Zijie didn't want to stay any longer. After explaining how to gather the three Nanmen clan members, he turned into a group of auras that looked like gray mist and flew out of the window.

"It's not difficult to sneak into Yuan Luo Guard. What's difficult is to become a direct descendant of Yuan You Palace. If you're not trusted, even if you reach the sixth realm of refining the gods, you won't be able to obtain the follow-up techniques of Yuan Luo Heart Sutra..."

Liu Feng thought in his heart that in order to gain the trust of Yuanyou Palace and become his direct descendant, he must either waste time and take his time, or make great contributions to Yuanyou Palace.

"It's not that Yuan You Palace's direct descendants have to use the same lineage of skills. First, complete the Yuan Luo Heart Sutra. It's enough to complete the fifth level of divine refining and attack the sixth level. It just lacks the skills after the sixth level."

"I have the means to refine people's souls, and I don't have to suffer backlash. I can definitely be much faster than others by practicing the method of cultivating gods."

Thinking of this, Liu Feng subconsciously touched the center of his eyebrows.

As for the source of Yuanshen and Yinshen, after becoming a Yuanluo Guard, you can just take on more dangerous missions out of the city.

With the experience of recovering part of my memory in the past two days, even if I can't remember it completely in the future, if I just kill someone if I see someone with inexplicable hatred, it will definitely be his enemy.

And the person he hates is 90% likely to be a force hostile to him, and can be killed just as well.

In addition, outsiders in this forbidden area have lost their memory, but their nature remains unchanged. He can also kill innocent people who are causing trouble everywhere, and will not kill them by mistake.

If he continues to kill with such peace of mind, he can reach the sixth level of his divine refining in the shortest possible time.

Practicing in such a supplementary way will inevitably leave shortcomings, and the understanding and accumulation of this Tao will also be lacking, but we can only wait until we leave the forbidden area. When we are in a dangerous place, we need to become stronger as soon as possible.

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In the outside world, news spread among many king-blood families that many saints, saints, and even the Buddha himself who inherited the Reincarnation Sect were trapped in the forbidden Dameng Ancient City.

Spring and Autumn rotate, and the years pass.

It's another April day, on the border of the Yanchi Dynasty, in the land of thousands of miles of yellow sand to the south, staying in the Wu Desert.

A strong wind rises, and the sky is filled with wind and sand, making the world foggy. In this desert that is thousands of miles away, it is not uncommon for sandstorms to sweep for more than a hundred miles.

In a place with continuous sandstone, young people sit cross-legged on the ground, sitting quietly like a dead tree, letting the wind and sand blow.

He has been sitting here for a year, one year ago, and there will be eleven more years. Every year he will change his position and meditate, letting go of his spiritual consciousness to sense the relics of his previous life.

After coming to this desert for a year, the Buddhist disciple Kongyuan left. In the fifth year, the two Dharma kings Qiye and Jieguang returned to Islam. All three of them had other things to do. Their spiritual consciousness and spiritual treasure could not detect the Buddhist bead, so it was impossible to accompany him. Spend it here.

After that, several royal blood clans dormant around the desert also left one after another. It is difficult to say whether the treasure exists or not, and the ones who stayed here had to be dealt with.

The Eight Realms are also the pillars of the Wangxue family, and no Eight Realms are willing to guard him empty-handed, not to mention that this person has a demon puppet of the Eight Realms Perfection in his body, which cannot be killed easily.

The young man under the wind and sand is Liu Feng's demonic clone. He opened his eyes and muttered to himself: "I am still stuck in this big dream twelve years later!"

"Of the more than two thousand people who were sent in, some were lucky enough to come out. Unfortunately, most of them don't remember what happened. It's rare that one person remembers something, and he only has the memory of a mere few months."

The two clones are outside, and they occasionally dream of some scenes in deep sleep. They only know that the Buddhist lanterns in the spiritual sea are of great help, and the main body spends most of the time killing people everywhere, killing birds and animals.

There are no ordinary creatures who enter Dameng Ancient City. The birds and animals are all monsters, and the people are all practitioners. In other words, the main body has killed countless monks in the past twelve years.

The more you kill, the faster your body will practice.

As King Guanyue said, only spiritual practice can be done in the forbidden Dameng Ancient City, and this method is included in it.

The main body is currently safe and sound, and has cultivated the spiritual path to the sixth realm. However, for some reason, it has been suppressed and returned to the fifth realm several times. Perhaps it is deliberately accumulating and hiding its strength.

The main body is trapped in Dameng Ancient City, and the clone has only two things to do outside. One is to find out the whereabouts of Adi, and the other is to strengthen his strength.

Blood Lord Qian Shantian has not been out all year round, and there are no shadow slaves named Liu Luo, so his two clones can only practice silently.

The devil is searching for relics from his past life in this desert, without delaying his practice.

Twelve years have passed, and both clones have advanced to a small level. From the mid-six realms to the late six realms, they have a large amount of medicinal mud obtained from the Baize ancestral land. The Shura clone is now not far short of the perfection of the sixth body.

"If the experience of the original body in the dream is true, once the accumulated spiritual power is released, it may be necessary to clone one step first and enter the Seventh Realm with the skills in Dameng Ancient City, but it seems that the original body has not yet obtained the skills!"

The avatar is outside, and it is impossible to piece together the specific situation of the real body based on some pictures in the dream, let alone what the spiritual skills are.

In the past twelve years, I have only been able to piece together a few methods for operating spirituality, but they are still missing the beginning and the tail. After many attempts, I can barely complete the two methods.

If he could remember the techniques, his two clones could practice a lot. The cultivation of the Yuan Shen of the Great Heaven and Earth and the Yin Shen could be regarded as spiritual cultivation, but it would be much cruder than the techniques that specifically cultivate spirituality.

"There are two methods of mobilizing spirituality after completing them. It is better than nothing. Let's try it with the Yin Shen. Although it is a little worse, it is better than releasing the spiritual consciousness right now."

A flash of inspiration flashed on Liufeng Demon Daoshen's bracelet, and the crocodile dragon demon landed on the ground, guarding him.

A Yin God, as black as ink, flew out of the demonic body and spirit sea, and first opened the Yin God's finger according to the method. This Yin Shen who respects cultivation comes from the true spirit of the clone, and the true spirit of the clone is divided from the original body, and both contain the spirituality that belongs to the original body.

The Yin God melted away with one finger, and the Yin God's aura temporarily surged.

The wind and sand are rolling, and the demonic body only activates the Yin spirit consciousness and mobilizes the second method. An invisible force is released along with the spiritual consciousness.

"Huh..." The surrounding whirlwind suddenly rose, and layers of yellow sand within a hundred feet flew into the air.

For the first time, he used the method from Dameng Ancient City. He spread out his spiritual consciousness like a big net, covering the sand beneath him, and the depth he reached was much deeper than before.

The piercing eye can see through the aura, but the current depth is extremely limited, and the range of the spiritual sense is wider, but there are many ways to hide it under the spiritual sense.

At the moment, he doesn't seek to detect it with his spiritual consciousness, he just tries to use his spiritual consciousness to go as deep as possible and try to draw out the Ten Thousand Spirit Buddha Beads.

Half a moment later, Liu Feng Demon stood up, took two steps at a time, took three steps, and looked down again with his spiritual consciousness.

Repeatedly, its figure moved for more than two thousand miles in the desert.

A day and night passed, and he came to a sandpit near the center of the desert, with the crocodile dragon monster following him like a shadow.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground again, most of the Yinshen's left hand has disappeared, and the surge of spiritual consciousness spreads to the sand.

Thinking that he had found nothing again, he stood up and suddenly stopped raising his foot. There was nothing foreign in his spiritual consciousness, but at this moment, an invisible feeling of involvement came over him.

I also had this strange feeling when I opened Jingchen Cave in Xumihai.

Before he could wait any longer, the feeling of involvement became stronger and stronger. The next moment, the yellow sand beneath his feet moved slightly, and a transparent bead broke out of the sand and flew towards the Yin Shen he had released.

This bead does not look like a Buddhist bead at all. It is like a drop of water the size of a fingernail. It has no power at all. The spiritual consciousness sweeps away nothing.

Liu Feng frowned slightly, withdrew his Yin Shen with some doubts, and the bead fell into his palm. Twenty percent of the Buddha power in his body was instantly consumed, and he looked straight into the eyes.

A bead that had been buried under the yellow sand for thousands of years still had a faint trace of vitality. In addition to the blood energy, he saw an open space inside the bead.

"The space inside is no smaller than the eight realms of heaven and earth. It is equivalent to a small world! The Ten Thousand Spirits Buddha Bead is probably this thing."

"After waiting for twelve years, I finally got it. I don't know its other magical uses, but Elder Black Tiger said that this bead can accommodate the bloodlines of all races and use its bloodline magical powers. Let's try it with the blood of the Golden Cicada King first..."

The wind howled in my ears, and there was no one else for thousands of miles. The willow wind suppressed the surprise in my heart and transferred a ray of Golden Cicada King's blood into the bead.

However, the right palm of his hand that was holding the bead was broken off at the root without any warning. The broken palm disappeared in the blink of an eye in the slowed-down view of his mind.

"Who dares to plot against Liu?"

Avoiding his spiritual consciousness and making his avatar in the late stage of the Six Buddha Roots completely unaware, it can almost be concluded that he is in the late stage of the Seventh Stage or above.

Buddha spent another 20% of his power and glanced upwards. The crocodile dragon demon puppet's body grew wildly, and a giant claw of a hundred feet wrapped around the Tiangang and grabbed it upwards.

At the same time, dozens of white shadows fell from his body, all of which were Buddha bone puppets, nine of which were Seven Buddha Roots.

But all his attacks were stopped when he saw the person coming from above.

The crocodile dragon's huge claws paused in front of the visitor, but Tiangang's mad vent was unable to catch it, but it posed no threat to the visitor.

Two hundred feet in the air, a woman in a black dress appeared at an unknown moment, looking down at the Liu Feng Demon Dao clone below with an expressionless face.

She held a broken palm in her hand, and the bead in the palm was missing. Her spiritual consciousness covered a radius of forty miles, and she did not notice how the bead disappeared.

On the sand pit below, there was an extra bead in Liufeng Demon Dao's body and spirit sea. At this point, he didn't need to try again. This thing must be the Ten Thousand Spirits Buddha Bead given by his master's incarnation.

"Senior Shi, I'd like to thank you for coming here in person. Unfortunately, I'm afraid I'm going to come back empty-handed. I recognize this bead and I can't take it away." Liu Feng looked at the woman in black skirt above with a guilty conscience. The person coming was Shi Qianji.

It's no wonder that he was attacked by someone. He didn't even have time to react. He was like a chicken and a duck and allowed his right palm to be chopped off. You must know that Shi Qianji is also a strong person in the Nine Realms, and the gap between her and him is too huge.

But something was very wrong with Shi Qianji in front of her. Not only was her expression wrong, but her aura had also changed a lot.

A severed palm fell from above and was picked up by Liu Feng. Shi Qianji stepped down in the air, and her cold and bone-chilling words came down.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want this treasure. You know why I came to find you. I was greedy for your opportunity and it is my own fault for causing the karma."

"But how dare you, a younger generation, to plot against me? If I am reduced to the situation I am in today, if I cannot survive, I will drag you and all the people close to you to be buried with me."

The wind and sand within a radius of dozens of miles were fixed in the air, the spiritual pressure was pressed down like a substance, and the sand pit under Liu Feng's feet was sinking inch by inch.

His face twitched, and he looked directly at the Ninth Realm of Demon Dao who was standing three steps away from him after landing. This woman's originally expressionless face revealed a playful smile on the left half of her face.

Half of his face was motionless, and the other half was smiling. This smile made Liu Feng feel cold in his heart. In front of the ancient temple under the tiankeng of Bai Ze's ancestral land, the incarnation of Gu Immortal also smiled like this when he looked at him!
The black wood that was taken away by Shi Qianji when he left Baize's ancestral land was really a hidden danger. He changed hands in time and ended up trapping the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord.

Now that the King of Heaven is not around, if he continues to quibble and deny it, he is simply seeking death.

"Back then, this junior just had a guess. He wanted to hand over the piece of wood to the Heavenly King of the Cult, but he never thought that Senior Shi would arrive and take it away in a hurry. Now, Senior Shi has been snatched away by Gu Immortal Yunmeng. Give up?"

Liu Feng thought about it, the old demon had not been completely taken away, but the true spirit and the soul were probably plotted by Gu Immortal Yunmeng, so that even the ninth realm could not get rid of it.

Half of the face in front of him was still smiling at him, as if he were looking at a high-quality magic weapon. Yunmeng obviously wanted to plot against him more than Shi Qianji's body.

Shi Qianji snorted coldly, rolled up her long sleeves, took up the Liu Feng Demon Dao body, and the two of them rose into the sky.

As the person was flying high in the sky, the cold voice of this woman came to his ears again.

"Whether it is to invite the three heavenly kings in your teaching, or to involve people related to you in your past life, no matter what method you use, you have to get Yunmeng's soul away from me."

At this point, a dignified Nine Realm Demon Cultivator from the King Blood Family, the second ancestor of the Shi Family, expressed a sense of exhaustion and powerlessness in his tone.

More than ten years have passed, and it seems that Yunmeng Gu Immortal has tortured Shi Qianji quite a lot.

(End of this chapter)