The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

The nun trapped in the cage with the inheritor of the Insect Temple was actually Jing Ling who had just arrived in the Void World not long ago.

She was the fastest practitioner in the Wheel of Reincarnation. After she had perfected the Nine Buddha Roots, she led a group of inheritors of the Insect Temple to open up the Void Road.

After arriving in this virtual world successfully, he inquired in the wilderness and found out that Liu Feng had been in the virtual world for less than two thousand years and had already offended many forces. Among them, the Taoist of the Pantheon was the most aggressive in his investigation and seemed eager to capture Liu Feng.

The disciples of the Pantheon came to capture the inheritor of the Insect Temple, that is, the inheritor left by Liu Feng, and captured her as well.

Jing Ling sat upright in the cage, her waist was slender, and her wide monk's robe could not hide the full curves of her figure. Her pretty face with almond eyes and cherry lips was filled with worry.

"Liu Feng has too many enemies. The enemies in his previous life were fine, but he has offended many powerful forces in this life."

While pondering her way out, she communicated with the Insect Temple inheritors around her.

Outside the cage, Daozi Taishu Changtian waited for about two hours, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"A bunch of useless trash have demarcated an area of ​​700 miles, and more than 10,000 people still can't find the Huangquan Sect ruins."

He suddenly grabbed with his backhand, and the cage restriction behind him opened. Twelve inheritors of the Insect Temple and a Buddhist nun were brought to the front of the merchant ship by him through the air.

As he pointed a few times, the bodies and souls of the four Insect Temple inheritors were separated.

Under the horrified gazes of the other eight Insect Temple inheritors, the Yin spirits of their four companions were swallowed up on the spot, and their bodies flew into this man's robes.

Soon, a small insect shell temple the size of four fingernails was peeled out.

Taishu Changtian grasped it and sneered, "You are so arrogant. It's ridiculous to learn from the great masters and pass on the legacy before you have achieved the great way."

His five fingers suddenly closed together, and the four Insect Temples were shattered. Four small whirlpools of void were born, but they could not hurt the Taoist at all, because the Insect Temples were only refined when Liu Feng was in the ninth realm.

After killing four inheritors of the Insect Temple casually, Tai Shu Changtian raised his index finger and pushed Jing Ling into the sky without any resistance. An invisible force covered her.

"I heard that the people who took over the Huangquan Sect ruins were Liu Feng's men. Let's try this Liu Feng's mistress today."

"I am a Taoist from the Pantheon. Those hiding in the ruins, listen to me. I will give you one stick of incense to hand over the spiritual objects you have found in the ruins. If you do not, this nun named Jing Ling will be annihilated."

With the blessing of the True Immortal's perfect cultivation, the rumbling sound spread over thousands of miles.

Only four hundred miles away from the three merchant ships, under a dead tree that no Pantheon disciple had noticed.

The restriction formed by the interweaving of Yin energy, blending with the Yin energy of the nearby ground, makes it impossible for people's spiritual consciousness to detect any strangeness.

There is a half-foot square restriction in the yin energy. This is the entrance to the Huangquan Sect ruins. Inside is an inner space of three thousand miles in length and width.

The negative energy here gathered into dark clouds, condensing and refusing to disperse. In the upper half of the ground, there were rotten buildings. Eight Yellow Spring trees were swallowing up the negative energy, and evil spirits were clinging to their branches and leaves.

Under each of the eight three-hundred-foot-tall Yellow Spring trees, there was a inheritor of the Insect Temple sitting cross-legged.

As the inheritors of the Insect Temple, after obtaining the Insect Temple, one reason was to practice faster, and the other was to control evil spirits. At least half of them voluntarily allowed themselves to be parasitized by the Yellow Spring Sacred Tree in the temple.

The eight dark Yellow Spring trees in front of us are the Yellow Spring sacred trees from the bodies of the eight people.

"...Pure Spirit...both the soul and the body are annihilated..."

Through the restriction at the entrance to the inner space, the eight people could vaguely hear the voice of the Taoist of the Pantheon outside, and their faces became heavy.

They had no close relationship with Jing Ling and had come to the Void Realm hundreds of years ago. They didn't care whether this woman lived or died.

But in the nine realms of the great world, everyone knew the relationship between Liu Feng and Jing Ling. The eight people didn't care about Jing Ling being killed, but they couldn't help but care about Liu Feng's anger.

"Boom..."

At this time, there was a noise coming from deep inside the dilapidated building between the eight people. More than thirty men and women flew out of the collapsed hall. They were the barbarian Lei family and the female cultivators of Baihua Pavilion, all of whom were under Liu Feng's command.

The ruins of the Huangquan Sect appeared in various domains, and those who came to the Divine Domain were part of the Lei family and the Baihua Pavilion.

The man with barbarian tattoos all over his body was named Lei Teng. He was the one who took the lead in joining Liu Feng. Next to him was Jin Man, the new leader of Baihua Pavilion.

The original master of the Baihua Pavilion was killed by Liu Feng. The new master had already reached the perfect ninth realm. With the immortal energy obtained from the immortal spring, he cultivated to the early stage of true immortal over the years, but he was also parasitized by the Huangquan Divine Tree.

Jin Man was wearing a palace dress, holding three objects in her slender hands: a black jade stone, a scroll of the Yellow Springs, and a wrinkled scalp.

Seeing that they had obtained the spiritual objects from the ruins, the eight inheritors of the Insect Temple came over and explained the situation outside, especially pointing out Jing Ling's identity.

One of them who had reached the realm of True Buddha stepped forward, looked directly at the two True Immortals Lei Teng and Jin Man, and reminded them in a deep voice: "Please make a decision quickly. The Taoist of the Pantheon wants the spiritual objects in the ruins. Otherwise, he will kill Taoist Jingling after one stick of incense."

Baihua Pavilion Master Jin Man snorted coldly, "All the major sects in the Divine Realm are trying to find the whereabouts of the Earth Yin Locust Mother. Most of those searching for the remains of the Huangquan Sect are second- and third-rate forces. The only one from a major force is his uncle Changtian, who is tracking us."

Lei Teng, who was standing by, glanced at Jin Man and knew that this woman was unwilling to go out and face the Taoist priest of the Pantheon, and even more unwilling to risk her life for a strange nun.

Admittedly, Lei Teng was not willing to risk his life for Jing Ling, but he was grateful for Liu Feng's kindness.

According to the eight inheritors of the Insect Temple from the Great Heaven and Earth, Jing Ling is different from the men around Liu Feng, and is not an ordinary fellow disciple.

"Give me the spiritual object, I'll go out for a while, there's nothing else I can do right now!" Lei Teng said calmly.

Jin Man only handed over the strangely wrinkled scalp, thought for a moment, and reluctantly handed over the Yellow Springs Scroll, keeping the black jade because it contained part of the Yellow Springs Universal Sutra.

The several forces that followed Liu Feng were all acting separately with the help of the Yellow Springs Sacred Tree. According to what they have found in various ruins, each piece of black jade contains part of the inherited skills, which can only be complete when combined.

The Yellow Spring Scroll is a magic weapon of the Yellow Spring Sect that can contain evil spirits and other evil things. The residual soul of a cultivator can also gain warmth when it enters. It is a magic weapon of the true instrument grade.

The most bizarre thing is the scalp. This thing looks like it is connected to long white hair and looks creepy. Rong Jing of the Wuyang Buddhist Sect had obtained a piece of it earlier, but could not detect any spirituality in it. It is neither an evil thing nor a magic weapon.

"If I go and never come back, it means that Taishu Changtian's words are not counted. I think what happened here has spread. As long as the master returns to the Divine Realm, he will know it at the first time. You can rely on the restrictions to hold on here for a while and see if you can wait for the master to come." Lei Teng took the scalp and the Yellow Springs Scroll, cut out a soul and left it behind.

Jin Man's eyes flickered, and he swept out the four female cultivators around him with his sleeves, saying, "These four will go out with you."

Lei Teng took a glance and knew that Jin Man was worried that Liu Feng would blame him later, so he wanted to use four disciples to take the blame, in order to show that Baihua Pavilion also contributed.

He did not refuse, and took four pale-faced female cultivators with him and flew towards the exit of the inner space.

Watching the group of five people go away, and then glancing at the soul fragment left behind by Lei Teng, Jin Man's eyes flashed with sarcasm.

If the main body is destroyed, even if this soul has a physical body, its strength will fall from the fairyland. It is unknown how many years it will take to recover. It is better to die.

……

There are three ships of Tianbao Chamber of Commerce, and one is in the middle.

The two Pantheon envoys, two Tianbao Chamber of Commerce elders, and four immortals at the bow had a faint smile on their faces.

"Young master, the people are coming out." The short old man from the Chamber of Commerce said with a fairy-like smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tai Shu Changtian saw five people flying in the dark fog in the distance. Judging from the blood and energy of the immortal in the lead one, he was one of the barbarian monks beside Liu Feng.

The man flew within three miles and threw out two objects without saying a word.

The Yellow Springs Scroll was first taken by Taishu Changtian. His wrinkled scalp looked strange, and he glanced at a True Immortal Deacon in front of the boat.

"Check it carefully before giving it to me." "Yes, Master Michiko."

After giving the order, Tai Shu Changtian looked at the Yellow Springs Scroll in his palm. When he found out that it was just a real artifact, his eyes became grim.

He looked at the barbarian in front of him with an indifferent expression and asked coldly, "Are there any other spiritual objects?"

Lei Teng's heart tightened subconsciously when he heard this. He secretly mobilized his cultivation and said in a deep voice: "The two spiritual objects are indeed spiritual objects from the Huangquan Sect ruins. I have handed them over. Please let them go, fellow Taoist."

The four female practitioners from Baihua Pavilion who followed behind him were terrified and ready to use escape techniques at any cost.

Tai Shu Changtian withdrew his gaze and nodded.

Just when Lei Teng thought that the Taoist agreed to release the people, he suddenly sensed that the earth-based spiritual energy around him was in chaos, as if it had turned into huge mountains pressing down on him.

He instantly activated his cultivation, and the barbarian patterns on his body transformed into an ancient barbarian beast. The blood-red shadow of the beast surged a thousand feet tall, supporting the invisible mountain that was pressing down on him.

As a result, in less than a breath, the bloody beast shadow collapsed. With a dull loud "bang", the burly man in the air and the four women were crushed into a bloody mist.

The person who took action was one of the two old men from the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce on the ship, also known as Old Shi, who had fought with Liu Feng before. His real name was Shi Tianen.

After joining the Pantheon, the old man's frail and severely injured body and soul have recovered to a large extent, and now he has recovered to the strength of an early immortal.

Taishu Changtian only detained the soul of the True Immortal Lei Teng, and allowed his disciples to eat the four Nine Realm female cultivators' souls. He said in a cold tone: "Are you worthy enough to ask me for people?"

Then he slightly turned his gaze and asked the four elders behind him: "Can this person's origin be traced?"

The two messengers from the Pantheon nodded at the same time and communicated their location via voice transmission.

"Why don't you leave if that's the case? We can share the spiritual objects here. The Huangquan Sect's skills have something in common with ours, which will surely be beneficial to our cultivation."

The two Pantheon envoys looked at each other and without further delay, decided that it was enough to leave the two immortals from the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce here.

The two of them transformed into two streaks of dim light and plunged into the dark fog below, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

On the boat, Taishu Changtian took out a plate-shaped magic weapon and threw Lei Teng's soul into the plate. After a roar, the soul in the plate was crushed, and strands of spiritual essence flew to his forehead.

The eight inheritors of the Insect Temple and Jing Ling who were imprisoned in the air had only arrived in the Void Realm not long ago, and today they witnessed the cruelty of the immortals in the Void Realm with their own eyes.

Even if they become immortals, it is still the law of the jungle. The Taoists refine the immortals' souls, and the disciples share the nine realms of spirits.

"Don't worry, I still have use for you. I won't kill you. But if I keep you for nothing, you have to pay a price. Since you still have your essence, you can be my furnace first."

Tai Shu Changtian's eyes were indifferent and heartless, without any desire in them, he just wanted revenge on Liu Feng.

As soon as he thought about it, the invisible force rolled up the Pure Spirit and flew towards him. As for the other eight inheritors of the Insect Temple, there was no need for them to stay any longer.

Jing Ling couldn't control himself, feeling more powerless than ever before, and his body slowly flew towards Tai Shu Chang Tian's side.

The monks from the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce on the boat watched this scene coldly, with satisfaction in their eyes.

They didn't know that the Pantheon was targeting the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce in order to capture their young master Hua Yuerong. They only knew that Lord Zi had a grudge against Liu Feng, so they thought that they were implicated by Liu Feng and became puppets controlled by the madman in the Pantheon.

But as they watched, they felt something was wrong.

The nun's desperate look a moment ago slowly turned into a gentle smile, and her gaze changed from looking at the bow to looking at the sky behind.

There were three people at the bow, and three streams of immortal spiritual consciousness suddenly swept towards the sky behind. Tai Shu Changtian lifted the disc in his palm upwards, and it turned into a giant disc of a thousand feet, protecting the entire merchant ship.

The three spiritual consciousnesses were unable to detect anything unusual in the rear, but when the three of them, along with more than a thousand people on and outside the boat, looked back, they clearly saw two young men in the clouds behind.

Ripples in the void enveloped the two men, and it seemed as if the two men were bypassed by their spiritual consciousness, so they could not detect them at all.

"It's both of you...come back."

Tai Shu Changtian's anger rose in his heart, and his robes turned black. Outside the boat, the disciples of the Pantheon returned to their nests like a flock of birds, and the black robes under him piled up bigger and bigger.

There was a strong sense of reluctance and anger in his eyes, because his ancestor was the great elder of the sect, and he had already prepared the wish and spiritual objects to be promoted to an immortal, but he lacked the enlightenment, so he did not go to the inner world of the ancient gods.

But in just less than three months, the auras of those two people had become so unpredictable to him, and it was very likely that they had reached a higher level in the divine inner world!
The two elders of Tianbao Chamber of Commerce, the shorter elder just frowned, thinking that they were facing two newcomers of the same realm. They were so young and their qualifications were obviously not bad, so it would take some effort to fight them.

However, Old Shi's eyes twitched at the side. He knew that once the fight started, it would not be as simple as asking them to put in any effort.

"He has become a Venerable! Brother Wei, don't fight them head-on. Resist for a while and wait for the two Pantheon messengers to come." Old Shi quickly reminded them through voice transmission.

Dozens of miles away, in the misty clouds, the two people who came were Liu Feng and Yuwen Shangwu.

At this moment, Liu Feng's face became unusually gloomy, which made Yuwen Shangwu, who was traveling with him, a little puzzled.

"The two old idiots are really useless, and this Taoist is also useless. Brother Liu used the Venerable Realm Dongxu Method to cover up, and they couldn't even sense us coming... How many of them are going to be killed today?"

"There are more than 16,000 cultivators here. Don't leave any of them alive. I need their lives to refine the divine weapon."

"Okay, I promise not to let any of them go, but you have to add three more artifacts. They are all damaged anyway. Brother Liu won't be stingy, right?"

Without saying much to Yuwen Shangwu, Liu Feng nodded coldly and disappeared in an instant.

Rolling black fog emerged from around Yuwen Shangwu, covering the area forward like a torrent.

And dozens of miles away, in an instant, a giant artifact disk thousands of feet long appeared in the sky above a merchant ship in the middle, covered with cracks.

"Kaka..."

The loud noise of the artifact shattering was like thunder, followed by the screams of more than 6,000 monks on three ships.

The two immortals on the boat had no time to stop it. A vortex of void had passed through the damaged artifact and hit the boat.

The black robe that stretched out for several miles had a corner torn off as he faced the enemy. Thousands of disciples from the temple, including the Jingling, instantly broke away from Taishu Changtian's control.

On the two adjacent boats, more than 4,000 disciples of the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce were horrified to see their two elders retreating violently, and they used their magic without hesitation when they met.

"Buzz..."

"rumble……"

The two Taoist methods of gold and earth were mobilized, and countless sharp edges and invisible mountains appeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.

The earth was surging like a muddy sea, and muddy waves thousands of feet high were rushing towards the merchant ship. The two thousand monks from the Chamber of Commerce who were on the ship in the middle were scared to death.

Outside the merchant ship, the eight surviving inheritors of the Insect Temple, who were almost killed in a few breaths, were blown away by the sweeping air wave.

Although they were seriously injured by the residual force, the eight pairs of eyes were full of excitement.

Because they saw that when faced with two Taoists of the same realm, the Lord of the Insect Temple on the boat, Liu Feng, only stared coldly at the Taoist of the Pantheon, without even looking at the two old men, and it was obvious that he did not take the desperate tactics of the two old guys seriously.

(End of this chapter)