The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

One was an early True Immortal and the other was a Half Immortal, two seniors who were highly regarded by warriors like Yu Ye, but they fell into the hands of the gray-haired young man in front of them. Their cultivation was restricted and not a trace of immortal spiritual pressure was emitted.

As the two streams of Buddha's power swept through the bodies of the two people from top to bottom, two balls of blood mist instantly appeared on the spot and were immediately taken away by the gray-haired young man.

"Master." Lei Xiaolu knew that the person in front of her with a changed appearance was Liu Feng.

Yu Zhenzi stared at the gray-haired young man who turned around, and guessed that it was Liu Feng.

Having witnessed Liu Feng's attack with his own eyes, and having felt the powerful spiritual pressure a few days ago, he no longer had any doubts.

That is, Liu Feng has already entered the level of immortals and Buddhas, and is still as powerful as ever. Immortals and Buddhas of the same level will be crushed to death if they cannot escape in his hands.

"Why don't you come over and greet the senior?" Yu Zhenzi pretended to take the lead in greeting.

Yu Ye and other warriors, regardless of their eighth or ninth realms, half-knelt on the ground without hesitation.

The immortal and Buddha level that they longed for so much, who could refine all their immortals in one move, was easily killed by this senior. How could they not be in awe?

Thinking back to the first time I met Lei Xiaolu, this girl was clearly just like an idiot, wandering around carelessly. It turned out that she was hiding a powerful true Buddha in her body.

"I only show up in times of crisis. The rest of the time, you guys have to handle it."

Liu Feng went straight to the guest room and sat down on the bed. He saw through the formation with his eyes and glanced at the battle situation in the cabin.

After watching for a while, he didn't know if it was because he killed too quickly just now, causing the evil immortal to enter but unable to leave. At this moment, the entire corridor outside the guest room was empty of a single evil cultivator, as they all escaped without a trace.

"Among the three merchant ships, at least one has an immortal on board. None of the evil cultivators on board this time are above the level of a true immortal, so there will be no accidents."

"I'd better go to the Great World as soon as possible, and after finding out the situation of the Great World, I will return to the Insect Palace to practice. My Gu Dao has almost reached the ninth level of perfection, so I can prepare for the time to become a Gu Immortal."

Ignoring the cautious group of people in the guest room, he mobilized his soul and concentrated his mind.

This step is the response of immortals and Buddhas to the sacrifices of heaven and earth. It is also the key to whether one can use Buddha treasures to make a move from a distance, or to control the incarnation from a long distance.

In the early days of the True Buddha, even after hundreds of years, he still couldn't master it. But he was completely different. Since the great universe was still weak, he had consumed far more spiritual objects than others in the same realm in each realm, and the foundation of each realm was extremely solid.

When he reached the realm of the True Buddha, he was transformed into the Buddha's light, and his previous life's understanding became even deeper. His True Buddha perfection seemed to come easily, but in fact it was the result of great opportunity and accumulation of many lifetimes, and it was also extremely stable.

At this moment, his mind moved, and the strands of divine thoughts that were separated from his soul gathered together, and the first strand of divine thoughts condensed in an instant.

There were two ninth-level perfect masters in the guest room, Lei Xiaolu and Yu Ye. Although they could not see Liu Feng's spiritual line, they could sense an invisible line at such a close distance.

After the first ray of divine thoughts, more than a dozen more followed.

"There is one person who offered sacrifices to my Buddha treasure, and as many as eighty-six people offered sacrifices to my insect temple... Time is short, and this is the first attempt, so I will only respond to two places for now."

Liu Feng is in his peak state in this life and has no lack of vitality. Unless he has no choice, he does not need to harvest all the living beings in the world.

As long as the immortals and Buddhas in the virtual world are not extinct, it will not be his turn if any of them lack vitality. Anyway, in terms of strength, he will not be at the bottom among the immortals and Buddhas, so he just needs to drain the vitality of other immortals and Buddhas.

Of the seventeen lines of divine consciousness, only two were left in the end, and the rest were taken back.

Following the mysterious connection, clusters of "flames" seemed to appear clearly in his perception right under his body.

The feeling of being in nothingness came again, and the world seemed to be within reach. Apart from the only obstacle of the Chamber of Commerce, there were no other obstacles.

At this moment, two lines of divine thoughts followed his thoughts and suddenly meandered downwards, passing through an array center of the formation and connecting to two places of sacrificial offerings in the great heaven and earth.

At the same time, an old figure who was dealing with the evil immortal somewhere on the merchant ship seemed to have sensed something, but had no intention of coming over in person.

……

In the great world, Liantan Continent is one of the fifteen continents and is a forbidden area called the Plague Abyss.

In a huge cave connected to the bottom of the forbidden area, blood formed rivers more than ten feet deep. The blood rivers spread far away along the ancient stone roads that extended in all directions.

In the center of the cave, an altar was set up.

Beside the altar, a middle-aged monk with a cold and broad face sat cross-legged, continuously refining the essence of blood in the blood river and sending it to the altar.

There are two Buddhist treasures on the altar. They look like the common Buddhist treasures of the Wheel of Reincarnation, but the relics and spiritual people left inside these two Buddhist treasures are extraordinary, so the Buddhist treasures also become extraordinary.

In the stone paths, tens of thousands of figures on the Five Buddha Roots shuttled back and forth, delivering offerings collected by the believers.

At a certain moment, a spiritual pressure that surpassed the ninth realm swept out from the altar without any warning.

The middle-aged figure beside the altar was the first to react and suddenly looked up at the altar.

Thousands of Five Buddha Root Sect members who were flying in the air also stopped at this moment.

Everyone underground felt a spiritual pressure sweeping over. The area covered by this spiritual pressure was so large that even the busy believers who remained hundreds of miles away on the ground stopped what they were doing.

"The third blood sacrifice, this time there's finally a response!"

"Which of the two Buddhist treasures reacted?"

"Is it Dharmashi Deva, or that one..."

In the darkness, in the stone paths connecting the grottoes, tens of thousands of Buddhas leaned over and glanced at the altar out of the corner of their eyes.

The middle-aged monk beside the altar is the present-day Blue Sky King of the Wheel of Zen, the middle stage of the Nine Buddhas more than a thousand years later.

He was the only one in the sect who could be so ruthless. He led people to exterminate hostile families and forces, and killed more than 200,000 monks in three blood sacrifices, not to mention the many more mortal deaths.

"Chen Lan has met Senior Brother Chan Du."

As the voice of Zenlan King rang out in the darkness, tens of thousands of Buddha roots hurriedly withdrew their gazes, because in the blood light on the altar, the Buddha's power had gathered into the shape of a young man.

Even though it was just a quick glance, and even though the believers present knew nothing about the realm of immortals and Buddhas.

But they didn't know if it was an illusion, but at just one glance, they found that the incarnation manifested by the power of Buddha was clearer than many ancestors of the Wangxue family when they arrived.

"Welcome to my Buddha."

Tens of thousands of believers shouted wildly, but no one dared to call out the Dharma name directly like Zen Lantian King.

On the altar, the young man's figure manifested by the power of Buddha was Liu Feng's own face.

Having experienced the battles between the virtual world and the immortals and Buddhas, and having met an immortal with one body or even two bodies, he returned to the big world and saw the altar in the center of the blood river. He felt no ripples in his heart.

In his eyes, the Zen Blue in front of him could no longer retain any secrets. He could tell what realm it was in and whether it contained any treasures.

The insect temple that was not taken out from Zen Lan's body was naturally also within his senses.

"Chan Lan, has there been any major changes in the universe? Tell us about the major changes that have taken place in the universe over the past thousand years." Liu Feng asked directly.

There was a gleam of light in Zen Lan's eyes, filled with surprise and admiration, as well as a hint of disbelief.

Liu Feng not only became a Buddha, but also surpassed many of the ancestors of the Wangxue family. The first time he responded, the first time he sent down his divine thoughts, it was so powerful that he instinctively feared it.

"The turbid air in the world has become more and more serious in recent years, and the number of forbidden areas is also increasing. However, some ancient forbidden areas, such as the Yishenyuan forbidden area, are slowly disappearing for some reason..." Zen Lan told the story in voice transmission, and Liu Feng's eyes gradually became solemn.

The falling of a large area of ​​the virtual world happened recently, and it may not have fallen into the big world yet, so I didn't hear Chan Lan mention it.

But the key point is not this, but the disappearance of the ancient forbidden land. Chan Lan came to this forbidden land for blood sacrifice, and he probably guessed that this matter was of great importance and wanted to know the truth.

Regardless of the cost of his spiritual consciousness, he immediately extended his spiritual awareness to the abyss. As expected, at the bottom of the abyss, there was a gap, and there was no dirty soil layer as elsewhere at the bottom of the abyss.

The ancient fragments that had escaped from the virtual world were disappearing, and coupled with the obvious feeling of unreality when becoming a Buddha, Liu Feng had all sorts of bad speculations in his mind.

Among the many immortals and Buddhas, only a few had backup plans in the Great World. And there were even fewer forces that could discover the disappearance of the ancient forbidden land in time in the Great World.

As a result, among the major sects in the virtual world, there should not be many who know that the fragments of the ancient virtual world of the great heaven and earth are disappearing.

"Brother Chan Du, what is the reason for this? Is it possible that something is wrong with the virtual world and we cannot leave?" Chan Lan asked the question that was in his mind.

Liu Feng on the altar looked indifferent, stared at Chan Lan, and responded: "No matter what happens in the virtual world, in a few years, you will most likely have to come to the virtual world!"

Next, he explained the appearance of the Earth's Yin Chongyue in the virtual world and the collapse of a large area of ​​land with heavy turbid air.

"The turbid air is heavy! In large quantities!" Zen Lan beside the altar suddenly stiffened.

He didn't know what the Yin Chongyue meant, but he knew exactly what the falling of large pieces of virtual world debris meant.

The large areas of "heavy" turbid air mentioned by the immortals and Buddhas in the virtual world, if applied to the great universe, would be places where vast calamity would be poisoned, and could even create the most horrifying forbidden areas in history.

According to Liu Feng, more virtual realms may continue to collapse in the future.

As time goes by, where will there be a place to live in this vast world? Sooner or later, there will be a day when even those in the eighth and ninth realms will not be able to survive long.

"If you have other important matters, you can sacrifice me a section of spiritual vein next time." Liu Feng's figure slowly faded.

He thought that maybe next time he wouldn't need to perform sacrifices, and he wouldn't need the support of people from the heaven and earth. He could just rely on the backup plan he left behind to temporarily send down an incarnation like Yunmeng did.

"Brother Chandu, these essences and blood..."

"Distribute it to the believers. They will need it in the future!"

In the moment before the figure on the altar completely disappeared, the True Buddha's divine consciousness swept across tens of thousands of Buddha roots.

Chan Lan didn't have time to say more, as a lot of profound Buddhist teachings emerged in his mind. But most of them were incomplete, like a piece of patchwork memory.

Why is this so? Chan Lan, a killer who has refined countless cultivators' primordial spirits, knows it very well, that is, Liu Feng has refined many people in the virtual world!

……

On the other side, in the vast world, Qingming Continent established the Daqi Dynasty.

Outside Zhuhuang County, deep in the thousand-mile grassland, a stone palace was half exposed from the ground, and the remaining half was buried underground.

Circles of protective light lit up, most of which indicated flaws. The formation here had already been in ruins.

The entire stone hall was filled with a hazy glow that covered an area of ​​several miles. It was conceivable that there was either a spiritual vein underground or a spiritual creature with rich spiritual energy had appeared.

There are not many ancient ruins like this that are occasionally discovered by later generations in the world, and every time they appear, they will inevitably cause scrambles from all parties.

At the bottom of the stone hall, there is a long winding river of spiritual marrow, which can be seen at a glance that it was sealed by the ancestors of the site.

But the spiritual energy emitted by this spiritual essence is not enough to create the strange vision outside. The source of the strange vision is not here, and the real benefit has been taken by others.

Inside and outside the stone hall, up and down, monks from all sides gathered, and there were tens of thousands of people.

"I am the holy son of the Wang Xueqiu family. Who took the spiritual marrow crystals and inherited spiritual objects from here? Why don't you hand them over?" A golden chariot was suspended above the long river of spiritual marrow, and an impatient voice of a young man was heard from inside the chariot.

“Perhaps someone took the benefits and hid them in the space inside the magic weapon. Let’s search this place carefully first.” Another holy son of the Zhongli clan sat in the sedan chair with four eighth-level elders, surrounded by many sixth-level and seventh-level slaves.

There were four royal blood clans and nearly thirty people in the eighth realm who came here. How could they be satisfied with the spiritual essence? What they really valued was the spiritual essence crystals and the inherited spiritual objects here.

When they were searching for the hidden magic weapon, they found a small insect shell temple the size of a finger stuck in a crevice at the bottom of the Spirit Marrow River. It was Liu Feng's insect temple.

At this time, the space inside the Insect Temple was filled with dense spiritual mist.

The thirteen fat women looked terrified and stamped their feet anxiously, fearing that they would be found by people from the Wangxue family.

In front of these female monks of the Arab sect, there was a half-demon woman with purple hair. She looked delicate and charming, but unfortunately her demeanor and behavior were rude.

The purple-haired half-demon woman was busy throwing spiritual essence crystals onto the altar of the Insect Temple, muttering to herself.

"Twenty percent, thirty percent... No, I took out forty percent of the spiritual essence crystals I obtained this time."

"Master Liu, Buddha Liu, please show up soon!"

"There are tens of thousands of evil people surrounding you, why don't you show your spirit? It's a waste of time and effort for me to rob the Insect Temple and practice the Yellow Spring Sutra."

Anyway, the beast Liu didn't respond, and the half-demon woman was so anxious that she started talking nonsense.

At this time, the outside world was blocked by the Wangxue family, and even the sound transmission magic weapon could not be used. Apart from offering sacrifices to the master of the Insect Temple, Liu Chushen, she and the other Arab monks had no other choice.

She threw some more spiritual marrow crystals onto the altar. There was not a single spiritual marrow crystal missing on the altar, but no one accepted her offering.

"Qiao Bei, fight, fight... they are coming!"

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from behind, and then the entire Insect Temple space shook, and a huge golden hand grabbed the temple along with the rubble.

The scene in front of the temple gate changed. The faces of the elders of the four royal blood families and many slaves appeared outside the temple gate, separated from the long river of spiritual marrow.

Nearly thirty people from the Eight Realms were blocking the way outside, and each family was discussing how to distribute the power. Their conversations reached the Insect Temple.

"So they are a bunch of starving ghosts from the Great Food Cult. No wonder they were able to get there first."

"There is also a half-demon who took the Insect Temple. She has just reached the eighth level of perfection, and her bloodline is close to the lower level of royal blood. We will refine her blood essence and share it with the others."

Hearing that someone outside the temple wanted to refine herself, the purple-haired half-demon woman inside the Insect Temple, Qiao Bei, knelt down beside the altar with a plop.

The rest of the Arab monks also swarmed over and tried their best to send their spiritual essence crystals upwards.

Seeing that the elders of the Wangxue family were about to attack, Qiao Bei shouted frantically: "Please ask Liu Buddha to show up and save me."

Silently, some of the spiritual essence crystals on the altar dissipated, and a Yellow Springs sacred tree stretched out and transformed into the shape of a young man.

The young man opened his eyes, looked down at the half-demon woman under the altar, and his sigh echoed in the space of the Insect Temple.

"After a thousand years, you are still in the eighth realm. Sooner or later, you will die in the great world..."

(End of this chapter)