The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

Zhou Wan took out a jade bottle, poured out the Blood Spirit Pill from it, and took one on the spot with a bitter face.

She became a Blood Spirit Child and was controlled by the Blood Spirit Cult. Now she was held hostage by an old vicious woman. She could only take one step at a time and live as long as she could, just like in the past.

Looking back, Zhou Wan really had a miserable life. In comparison, her life was the best when she followed Liu the beast. At least she didn't have to worry about elixirs.

"Liu Feng, I deliberately took my time to stabilize my body. It will only delay it for a few decades at most... If Yun Meng still poisons you by then, you can't blame me."

Zhou Wan muttered to herself, not daring to take out her magic weapon for transmitting sound. She sat down in front of Yu Qiongzi with an honest look on her face and began to refine the medicinal power of the elixir.

This small pavilion at the end of the Blood River fell silent, and there was no sign of the Blood Spirit Zhou.

After that, every once in a while, the others would see the seductive Taoist nun who had been captured earlier walk out and plant magical herbs in the courtyard.

A demon cultivator in the early stage of the ninth realm, neither the nearby Blood Spirit Sect nor the Blood Spirit Sect disciples who occasionally passed by took this girl seriously.

Time passed, and after nearly twenty years, other new Blood Spirit disciples gradually stabilized their bodies, left their own small pavilions, and practiced the secret techniques of the Blood Spirit Sect.

By the time the 30th year arrived, some of the Blood Spirit Sons with poorer qualifications had almost completely refined the Blood Spirit Pill.

Another ten years passed, and forty years passed. Among the new Blood Spirits, except for one who died unexpectedly, Zhou Wan was the only one who was still dawdling.

With no time to delay, Zhou Wan and Yu Qiongzi left the small pavilion one day. They first went to the deacon to receive the skills and secret techniques, and then went straight to Liu Feng Cave Mansion.

More than ten miles down the mountain, the two men walked slowly along the foot of the mountain.

Several miles away, on a distant hillside, a little girl with two pigtails on her head was sitting at the entrance of a cave.

The little boy looked up at the sky, frowning as he watched the blood mist surging above the Blood Spirit Sect.

Zhou Wan's eyes suddenly turned blood red. She saw through Ouyang Shuiling's skin and flesh and looked directly at the poisonous insect in her internal organs. She immediately said indignantly, "She has also reached the middle stage of the ninth life! The Liu man must have given her many benefits over the years. She is just guarding the door."

"When you help me capture the man named Liu, all the spiritual objects I have left on him will be yours." Yun Meng sent a voice message to fool Zhou Wan.

Yu Qiongzi walked behind Zhou Wan with an expressionless face, and in the eyes of outsiders, he was just a servant.

After all these years, she also wanted to meet Liu Feng, and she didn't think that Liu Feng would be easily captured by someone else's soul, especially since she remembered that Liu Feng had a treasure to guard his spiritual sea.

The only thing that is difficult to determine is whether the grade of Liu Feng's treasure can withstand the immortal soul and whether there are any taboos after it reaches the virtual world.

The two of them split their souls and soon arrived at the cave where the girl with pigtails was.

A hidden wave of divine thoughts enveloped Zhou Wan. Yun Meng wanted Zhou Wan to notice it intentionally to prevent the little girl from talking nonsense in secret.

Ouyang Shuiling saw Zhou Wan, who was wearing a long Blood Spirit robe that dragged on the ground, and had no intention of greeting Lord Blood Spirit. She was guarding the door for Liu Feng and didn't believe that Zhou Wan would dare to hit her.

"Gatekeeper, go and tell Liu Feng that I have something to discuss with him." Zhou Wan looked at him coldly and did not show a good face to the dwarf who had bullied her before.

Ouyang Shuiling turned a deaf ear to him and continued to look up at the blood mist above. As she looked, the flames that she had seen streaking across the sky before were rapidly increasing in number.

"How dare you put on airs in front of me?" Feeling extremely aggrieved after being ignored, Zhou Wan flew into a rage. She flipped her hand and a ball of blood-covered "paper fish" Gu swam away.

The surroundings were covered in blood and water colors, and the mountain began to collapse like wet paper.

Just as Zi Gu was about to jump towards Ouyang Shuiling, Yunmeng's voice was heard again in Zhou Wanling's sea.

"Stop, don't ruin my business... Something big has happened outside the Blood Spirit Sect... The last leader of the Ascension Sect has fallen!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wan put away the Gu and looked impatiently at the blood mist above. Through the thick blood, she could vaguely see a light like a meteor shower, with a hint of purple in it.

When a figure of the leader's level dies, there must be some good things scattered everywhere, but what does this have to do with her?

"Disciples of the Ninth Realm, listen up! Immediately set out to search for the amethyst fragments." Ouyang Shuiling in front of him suddenly stood up. The jade token of his identity on his waist moved slightly, and an old man's voice rang out from the jade token. It was an order from the sect's elders.

Looking at other caves on the left and right, many newly promoted ninth-level disciples walked out of the caves and flew into the sky on their magic weapons.

From the small cave in front of the mountain, a large number of older and more experienced Ninth Realm disciples rushed out.

Before many disciples, dozens of immortal elders and more than a hundred immortal messengers rushed up into the sky, opened a ten-mile gap in the blood mist, and flew straight into the sky.

Looking out through the gap, the flames streaking across the sky suddenly became clearly visible. There were tens of thousands of them at a glance, as if they were falling from the void above the sky.

Just the fragments that fell into the Dao Realm alone had such a presence. This was most likely just the fragments of the magic weapon of the fallen leader.

Zhou Wan, as a Blood Spirit, did not receive any instructions to go out. Yun Meng's urging voice rang in her ears: "Hurry into the cave."

Glancing sideways, Ouyang Shuiling, who was sitting in front of the cave, had stood up and rushed into the cave corridor, ran to a stone door and knocked on it.

The stone gate rose, and Liu Feng, with a changed appearance, walked out. He saw Zhou Wan and Yu Qiongzi, and realized that something seemed to be wrong with the two women, especially Yu Qiongzi.

He hadn't seen this woman for many years, and when he saw her again for the first time, her expression was the same as when she asked him for something. He didn't know if it was intentional or if she really had something to ask for.

"Master, Mr. Zhou said he wants to discuss something with you." Ouyang Shuiling reported.

"You two can talk later. I will go out and search for amethyst stones as ordered by the elders."

Out of caution, Liu Feng did not stay in the cave for a moment. While transmitting the message, he teleported outside the cave in an instant, so fast that even ordinary immortals and Buddhas could hardly catch up.

Yu Qiongzi and Zhou Wan were unable to react at all. When they looked again, they saw Ouyang Shuiling screaming and flying up with the soldier Gu, following the blood-colored escape light transformed by Liu Feng.

Forty years later, the man surnamed Liu also practiced the Blood Spirit Sect's spiritual cultivation technique, but it was obvious at first glance that he had not practiced it to a very deep level.

Yunmeng's soul, hiding in Yuqiongzi's spiritual sea, has noticed that Liu Feng's cultivation has improved again.

The power of Buddha is so strong that it far exceeds the perfection of the Nine Buddha Roots. In recent years, he should have been striving to reach the realm of True Buddha.

"It's better to go out. It saves me the effort of splitting my soul. It may not be effective if I just split my soul to cast the restriction."

"He is no longer surrounded by that evil spirit. He has left the Blood Spirit Sect. I, with my filthy body, can take him away directly while the chaos is going on. I don't think the Blood Spirit Sect will chase me for a Ninth Realm disciple."

"If this boy is smart and unwilling to go far, and there is no chance for him outside, it won't be too late to plot against him when he comes back."

Zhou Wan turned around and looked at Yuqiongzi. After receiving Yunmeng's message, the two women sneaked into Liufeng Cave Mansion.

Inside the thirty-meter square stone chamber, the rock had already shattered into pieces, and it was only supported by the formation that prevented it from collapsing.

Only those who are familiar with Liu Feng can see the difference. It is clearly caused by repeated tearing by the Void Method.

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Beyond the eighty thousand miles of blood mist, it spread out in all directions over seven hundred thousand realms.

Only a major sect could dispatch so many Nine Realms in a short period of time, and this does not include the Nine Realms assigned to perform missions outside or away from home.

Above the sky, tens of thousands of purple flames were scattered like flowers from heaven. Looking around, there were other forces flying into the air in all directions to intercept the amethyst stones.

Liu Feng and Ouyang Shuiling mingled among the many disciples, heading south, without rushing to the sky.

After a while, Zhuge Xuan joined them, while the two members of the Rong family who failed to break through the ninth realm were still in the Blood Spirit Sect.

"Brother Liu, are we going to become immortals and Buddhas and go out as deacons, or..."

"Let's go now." Liu Feng interrupted with a voice transmission. He asked Ouyang Shuiling and Zhuge Xuan to come closer, then released his own soldier Gu "Wind Mantis" and placed the Four Symbols True Immortal Flags around him.

Under the astonished gaze of the two people, a tumor was taken out and torn open, and a blood-haired young man stood up from the broken tumor.

The original body and the Asura body looked at each other, and there was no trace of surprise in the clone's eyes.

Knowing that it was the original body who ordered the seal, the clone did not blame him at all, because without the interference of other Shuras' will, he could be said to be still Liu Feng.

We are the same person and have the same goal, so why blame each other?

"Even if we attract other Blood Shuras, it's still risky to leave today. Those who covet our territory might be waiting outside the Blood Spirit Sect." Liu Feng's clone looked indifferent.

"You just need to let General Shura know that I am here. It depends on my luck whether I fall into the hands of others or flee far away."

Liu Feng's original body did not take it seriously. When the distance between him and the Blood Spirit Sect was thousands of miles away, he saw that the elders and messengers who had left the sect had taken the lead and flew away. Then another relic in his body dissolved.

"Buzz..." The Buddha's power completely broke through the limits of the nine realms.

In the dark, an indescribable feeling of calling surged into his mind. The void above him split open, and turbid yellow water flowed down, hanging in the night sky.

Covered by the sky full of purple flames, only those who have broken through the realm can clearly perceive it. Others who don't look closely will not be able to tell that it is a tributary of the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

"You stay in the Four Symbols Formation and don't make any noise."

After informing Zhuge Xuan and Ouyang Shuiling, Liu Feng rushed up into the sky against the wind.

When he approached the tributary of the Sea of ​​Bitterness in the sky, the other Ninth Realm disciples nearby were shocked and confused, and only then did they realize that Liu Feng was breaking through the realm.

However, before anyone nearby could take a closer look, under the incredulous gazes of more than two hundred disciples, Liu Feng walked as if leisurely in a garden, rising step by step until he stood close to the turbid yellow water without any pause in between.

"Such pure Buddha power, is this senior brother really my disciple?"

"Is it possible that my eyes are blurry, or is that tributary of the Sea of ​​Bitterness an illusion?"

"It's not an illusion. Look at the golden body and spine on his back!"

For a moment, there were cries of surprise from the sky nearby, and many disciples forgot to chase the amethyst.

In the eyes of big shots, ordinary immortals and Buddhas are just ants, but in the eyes of their disciples, this step makes a world of difference.

The hundreds of thousands of ninth-level cultivators who remained in the Blood Spirit Sect practiced hard every year, but no immortals or Buddhas were born.

I'm afraid that even if the Blood Spirit Son in their Blood Spirit Sect broke through, it wouldn't be possible for him to be so calm.

Everyone knew what this scene meant, which was that Liu Feng's strength was much stronger than that of an ordinary ninth-level cultivator.

But the truth is even more beyond their imagination. Liu Feng’s current strength has completely surpassed the Ninth Realm.

The Buddha's power exceeds the limit of the ninth realm, and the strange poison "Eclipse" has reached the ninth level of perfection. It is enough to rival the early stage of the True Buddha in a single combat.

At this moment, Liu Feng stood in front of a tributary of the Sea of ​​Bitterness. It took him less than three breaths from the time he ascended into the air to the time he walked over.

Behind him, the golden body left the body, white bones emerged as the Buddha's power blossomed, and the Dharma image was turning from virtual to real.

On his spine, nine lotus flowers blossomed, and the tenth Buddha root was rapidly taking root. The relics in his body slowly changed from three colors to four colors.

"It was easy for Tan Tai Zhen Yu to become an immortal back then, because he had the advantage of blood. I am still a little inferior to him in terms of Wang Xue, but it is easier for me to break through the realm than him."

Liu Feng looked at the person standing up in the turbid water in front of him. They were only one step apart. At a glance, he felt like he saw another self and also his past life.

He already knew that he could see his true self in the sea of ​​suffering.

But his true self, with no trace of pain on his face, was somewhat different from the other countless figures sinking in the sea of ​​suffering.

In addition, as he watched, Liu Feng felt that this true self was somewhat strange, as if he was seeing someone else.

"Brother Fashi has entered the realm of the True Buddha. He said that when one merges with the true self, one will instinctively feel a desire to complete the self...but why don't I have this feeling?"

Liu Feng spent a moment to deduce, unable to figure out the reason, and had no time to look at it or think about it more.

He stretched out one hand and joined the palms of the human figure sinking in the sea of ​​suffering in front of him. Immediately, his transformation accelerated.

The relics in his body turned into four colors at an accelerated rate, and there seemed to be an extra layer of barrier between his bones and flesh and blood, becoming independent from the flesh and blood. This also meant that from now on, he could abandon his flesh and blood and survive.

The bigger changes are still in the spiritual sea. The extremely yang breath is born from the Yin God, which turns into the soul. There is a faint tendency to connect with the Yuan Ling. The two seem to be able to become one, but there is still some lack of perception to achieve true unity.

It was also at this moment that he had the same illusion as Fashi, as if he was in nothingness.

Even without the ability to see with the eyes, one would feel that one's current location was like a dream. If one "looked" at the earth below with the spirit, one could clearly sense where the universe was.

Even further, he had a vague sense of the location of the Thousand Insect Temple and the Buddhist and Taoist relics he left behind.

Immediately afterwards, the thread of divine consciousness that Fashi had not been able to condense until now, separated into a thin thread within his soul as he concentrated his mind. This was the thread of divine consciousness.

But to lower the line of divine consciousness, with his current state, he was still a little powerless, lacking some external force, which I guess would require a blood sacrifice of heaven and earth.

In addition to blood sacrifice, other spiritual objects can also be used. For true immortals and true Buddhas whose strength and spiritual power are not strong enough, they need external forces from heaven and earth to "support" them.

Without much trying, he released and retracted the line of divine consciousness, and his figure fell into the air. Without using the Void Method, he escaped three hundred miles in a breath, which was slightly beyond the middle stage of True Buddha. He instantly disappeared from the eyes of the disciples who were watching nearby.

He fled quickly, chasing after the soldier Gu "Wind Mantis" in front.

Just at this moment, a large black cart with lanterns hanging on it headed in the opposite direction to the Blood Spirit Sect, which was completely opposite to the direction in which the Blood Spirit Sect disciples who were going out were heading.

A ray of dark spark invisible to the naked eye suddenly swept out from the black carriage and headed straight for Liu Feng who was flying through the air.

Before the sparks got close, a wisp of golden flame, also transformed from divine consciousness, flew out from between Liu Feng's eyebrows and collided with the black sparks.

"Pengpeng..."

There was a small distortion in the scene in the sky, and the black sparks broke through the golden flames and slammed into Liu Feng Ling Hai.

Along with it, there was a woman's soft laughter ringing in the ear. The tone of her voice was like an elder praising a younger person, but also contained a hint of contempt.

"Compared to people of the same realm, your strength is close to that of a Saint of a great sect. In consideration of our chance meeting today, this Saint will speak well of you when I meet the elders of the Blood Spirit Sect and give you a place in the inheritance trial."

"What's your name? Hey... why is the Buddha's power still increasing?"

To the surprise of the Soul Devouring Temple Saint in the carriage, the boy who was hit by her Soul Devouring Spirit Fire acted as if nothing had happened and didn't care about the Blood Spirit Sect's inheritance trial quota at all.

What's even more strange is that this boy seems to have not yet completed the breakthrough, and his Buddha power is still rising.

Liu Feng, who was fleeing far away at that moment, also showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

A faint sigh fell from within his spiritual sea, carrying with it a strong sense of reluctance.

The Buddha's light that was half-fused into his spine was gradually disintegrating and merging into his entire body, pushing his Buddha power up. At the same time, a discontinuous scripture was reflected into his spiritual sea, which was called the "Miro Sutra".

(End of this chapter)