The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

In the deep center of Hunxianze, going upstream against the mud flow.

From bottom to top, there are many immortals and Buddhas in various forces, from weak to strong. Each section is occupied by a big sect or a royal blood family, intercepting the benefits brought by the mud flow. The strong become stronger, and the weak cannot turn over.

If someone wants to go up or turn back and go down, he needs great strength.

Deep in the void, in a long and narrow mud flow.

The huge projection that looked like a corner of a roulette wheel was covered with cracks, and its spiritual pressure was getting weaker day by day.

Under this projection, the number of incarnations of the leader and prospective leaders who came here has more than doubled compared to six hundred years ago.

The first to come here were the three forces of Hun Dun Tian and Nirvana Sect, followed by the Imperial Palace and Nisa Sect.

Now, in the seven regions and four seas of the virtual world, the Polaris Palace, the Lingshen Sect, the Xuanshen Palace, the Jile Palace, the Tianyin League, the Pantheon... and even the Wushitian Palace in the Wushitian and the Yongye Palace in the Wuzhongtian, all major regions have incarnations of their leaders.

The more powerful people gather, the less likely they are to turn against each other and fight to the death, because once one of them is weak in action, he may be taken advantage of by others and killed in the blink of an eye.

Those who dare to come within 5,000 miles of the projection of the Wheel of Samsara are all confident that they can withstand a blow from the leader's real body.

A blood-red full moon hung high beside the mud flow, and Liu Feng and his group, who were sitting cross-legged on the Lianyin Mirror, were within the projection of 5,000 miles.

For them, six hundred years was actually thirty thousand years of practice because of the time restrictions of the time array.

Among the people traveling together were Bian Qingqin, Yao Suxiang and Yuan Caihe. The three women had also reached the perfect level of the second-body immortal.

Zhou Wan, with a dark face, had not yet achieved the perfection of the second body of immortality. She failed to become the leader as she wished, and she could not even get the status of a quasi-leader.

Yang Shanzi is a quasi-leader of the older generation. His potential is almost exhausted, and he has not been able to truly break through the bottleneck in 30,000 years. However, because of the avenue in the blood mud and the insights gained from the spirituality of the leader, he is now only a few levels away from being a leader.

Luo Shenghun's soul was restored to the leader level as he wished, but he was only able to perform the complete transformation method, and his physical body was a little worse.

Goddess Shenyin has gained more insights into the Dao, and although she has no physical body, her strength has actually increased greatly.

Liu Feng's original body has made the most progress among the group. With the changes of his two bodies from perfect immortal to quasi-leader, it seems that he has only taken half a step forward, but his strength is completely different.

After thirty thousand years, the Chaos Worm was successfully refined into the alien Gu "Etching". This Gu technique involved the avenue of time and surpassed the alien Gu "Erosion", becoming Liu Feng's strongest means at the moment.

Just "etching" the alien Gu, combined with his own understanding of the time method, is enough to deal with those who have just entered the level of the leader. It is not an incarnation, but the real leader.

In addition, the three spirits returned to the innate holy spirit, evolved into the innate water spirit, and achieved Liu Feng's holy spirit body. Therefore, he realized that the body of the holy spirit is different from the holy blood and the heterodox poison masters.

The eight kinds of innate holy spirits correspond to the eight ways of the soul that constitute the origin of the soul, and are the eight changes of the great way of the soul.

The way of the soul corresponding to each innate holy spirit can only be possessed by one person. If someone else occupies it, other holy spirit bodies will not be able to possess it. Liu Feng's holy spirit body was the last to be achieved, and Shui Ling was the last vacancy.

In this way, the Holy Spirit Bodies may kill each other, or take over the path of the soul occupied by other Holy Spirit Bodies, and may eventually master the true path of the soul.

After eliminating the alien poison and the innate water spirit, Liu Feng became a quasi-leader. He cultivated four great ways: stealing life, yin and yang, space, and time, all of which were half-transformed into the Tao.

If we include his evil clone, he has actually also comprehended the two great ways of strength and destruction, but they are not very suitable for him to display them in his original form, so their power is slightly lacking.

At this time, all parties stared at the projection of the Samsara Disk in the sky.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, those two are coming down!" Luo Shenghun's eyes twitched, signaling Liu Feng to control the Lianyin Mirror to make way.

Only a thousand miles away, the Nirvana Sect flew to the edge of the mudflow first, and Xing Ziping, who returned to the center of the Nirvana Sect's practitioners, had surprisingly reached the level of a quasi-leader.

Liu Feng looked at the two Kunxian-level masters who walked down from the projection of the Samsara Disk. He had a preliminary grasp of the power of time and space and had no confidence that he could fight against these two.

He controlled the Lian Yin Mirror to make way, and the incarnations of the leaders of various sects present also chose to make way.

The two Kunxians walked by, as if no one was around, ignoring the immortals and Buddhas from various forces, and went down unimpeded.

Watching these two ruthless and desireless beings like the incarnation of the Great Dao go away, Shen Yin hesitated and said, "The projection of the Wheel of Reincarnation is about to dissipate. Instead of going back up to trace the Wheel of Reincarnation's body, they are going down. Could it be that the Wheel of Reincarnation's body is too dangerous to comprehend?"

She had this guess, and everyone else had similar thoughts. If they continued to go up the mountain, danger was inevitable.

But since it is about the place of reincarnation, it is possible to see the real reincarnation disk if you go up this way.

If you go to the Heaven Beyond Heaven from nothingness and then take other paths to approach the place of reincarnation, it would probably be equally dangerous.

To know the truth about heaven and earth, no matter which way you go, danger is unavoidable.

"Bang, bang..." At this moment, a loud earthquake like the sky falling came from above.

This kind of sound cannot be heard by the ears, but it can be heard in the spiritual sea of ​​​​immortals and Buddhas, and it makes everyone feel instinctively palpitating.

Just like the ants living in an ant nest, one day they realize that a large part of the nest has been broken and their place of survival is about to be lost, they will inevitably panic.

Under the gazes of the immortals and Buddhas, the projection of a corner of the Wheel of Reincarnation that was covered with cracks suddenly collapsed.

When all parties felt this kind of palpitation, a sharp aura rose up first. It was a cultivator of a different sect at the level of a quasi-leader, and he possessed many different sects.

This man has a handsome face and is wearing a platinum robe. He has the body of a holy spirit and holy blood. His spirit, soul and body are much stronger than those of ordinary quasi-leaders.

Such a heretic monk is someone who dares to fight against the leader himself.

Shen Yin Niangniang and Luo Shenghun looked over and saw that this person was the one leading the retrograde movement alone.

What Liu Feng sensed was different. He had cultivated a body of holy spirit and could vaguely sense that there was a graceful figure following the handsome man in white robe. As expected, it was another cultivator of another sect who possessed the means to avoid the five senses.

"As we get closer to the truth of heaven and earth, if there is an opportunity, all parties will inevitably fight each other... On the road ahead, the opponents will become more and more powerful, and many cultivators from different sects will show up." Liu Feng's eyes moved downwards while he was thinking.

Below the major sects, there are more than ten quasi-leader-level immortals who are particularly eye-catching. The two female heterodox monks who stole the dragon soul six hundred years ago and led the leader-level immortal to harm him are on top of one of the immortals.

Noticing Liu Feng's gaze, the two women below did not shy away. One had a cold expression and looked at him indifferently; the other was dressed coquettishly with a provocative look on her face.

Although the two women had no external objects to carry the time restriction and did not speed up their time practice, in just six hundred years, they were able to intercept the spiritual power of the leader carried away by the mudflow, and their understanding of the Tao was still improved a lot. Their strength should not be underestimated.

After all, enlightenment is different from accumulating cultivation through hard work. The amount of enlightenment depends largely on opportunity and understanding, and the length of time does not have much impact.

Liu Feng had a blank expression on his face. He looked at the two women as if they were two dead people, but it was not the right time to take action yet.

The other three families, Xuanshen Palace, Wangsheng Sect, and Mingshe Clan, were also harmed by these two women.

When the time comes, he can join forces with the other two families, except for the Xuanshen Palace which has a grudge against Jialuo Buddha, to attack the two women, and he must leave no chance of survival.

He retracted his gaze, and the Refining Yin Mirror under his feet shook, carrying him and Shen Yin and others to go up in the opposite direction. At the same time, all the forces moved together, and for a moment, the light of the Taoist instruments and restrictions bloomed together. This kind of scene is rare in the virtual world for hundreds of thousands of years, and only appears in this great catastrophe.

The mudflow stretched for tens of thousands of miles, and as it went upstream, the mudflow above gradually narrowed.

Here, it is difficult to tell how fast or slow the time passes, and it is difficult for everyone to guess how far they have traveled.

Intuitively, it was less than half a day, when the road above was less than three thousand miles wide, I saw a series of regrets walking in the mud, with different postures and extraordinary clothes.

Simply because the spirits that manifested these regrets had not yet dissipated, the way ahead was blocked by the vision of the Tao, and no one could see what was above.

There were hundreds of remnants of the leaders, and there was not much to say. Including Liu Feng and his party, they all accelerated their escape and collected the broken spirits of these leaders.

With Liu Feng's current strength, and with Shen Yin and Luo Shenghun accompanying him, a single incarnation of a sect leader is no match for him. They are among the ones who are at the forefront.

After seizing the spiritual powers of the eight Taoist leaders, Liu Feng and his party, together with other sects, broke through the strange phenomenon of transformation and suddenly felt as if they had walked into a fog.

The field of vision became blurred, and the distance that the spiritual consciousness could probe became shorter. The spiritual pressure that was previously felt under the projection of the Samsara Disk came upon him again.

Slowly moving upwards, above the Taoist instruments of each family and below the two-body immortals, all entered the inner world.

Ten thousand miles, and another ten thousand miles...the two immortals in the middle and late stages of the Taoist instrument gradually disappeared.

When the perfect soul of the Second Immortal was on the verge of collapse, a piece of broken fragments like black mud appeared in front of everyone.

Most of the fragments were only a few feet in size, or even shattered, spreading over a thousand miles, horizontally occupying half of the mudflow. Each fragment carried the pressure of the Great Dao, implying destruction, and the Yin-Yang Dao.

Of course, these two are the ones that the prospective leaders can see most clearly, but there are not only these two in the fragments, there are many other forbidden runes that cannot be figured out in a short time.

Looking closely at the fragments that spread over a thousand miles, Liu Feng, Shen Yin and Luo Shenghun looked at each other with serious eyes.

"Could it be that the projection of a corner of the Wheel of Reincarnation that we saw when we came here came from here? If these fragments are put together, I'm afraid it will be a real corner of the Wheel of Reincarnation." Luo Shenghun said with doubt in his tone.

Thousands of miles away, the mighty power of the Great Dao and the spiritual pressure emanating from it made the Second Body Immortal's soul so unstable that it was about to collapse, and this was just a fragment.

Liu Feng didn't say much. After putting Zhou Wan and the other girls into the world inside the Lianyin Mirror, he avoided the mud flow on the left side which was occupied by black mud fragments and went up along the right side.

The other families were not slow either and all walked to the right.

From top to bottom, there are more than twenty major forces in the major sects and clans, and nearly fifty people above the quasi-leaders, most of whom have Taoist weapons to protect them.

In addition to the original bodies of the leaders, the beings gathered here today are already a group of top creatures in the world.

As powerful as they were, who had at least mastered some of the power of the Great Dao and understood some of the methods of transformation, an accident still happened when they were two thousand miles away from the location of the black mud fragments.

On the Lianyin Mirror, Yang Shanzi suddenly showed pain, and then a look of confusion appeared in his eyes, and his face and body were distorted.

Yangshanzi seemed to be split into two, and it seemed as if another person emerged from his body and covered his body, and a second face was taking shape on his face.

Luo Shenghun noticed that Yang Shanzi seemed to be possessed by someone who was trying to replace him, and he had no idea how Yang Shanzi had fallen into this trap.

Not knowing the mystery of it, he himself might fall into the trap, and even the leader could not help but feel terrified.

Goddess Shenyin's face darkened and her eyes were filled with horror. Some memories in her soul that she had deliberately forgotten showed signs of recovering.

Liu Feng looked at the changes in Yang Shanzi. How could he not know what had happened, and he pointed it out immediately.

A three-colored light overflowed from the fingertips and hit Yang Shanzi's spiritual sea. Their eyes met, and one glance pulled Yang Shanzi, whose soul was suppressed, into the illusion.

It was visible to the naked eye that Yang Shanzi's distorted face was restored.

Liu Feng knew what was going on and acted in time.

But when Luo Shenghun and Shen Yin looked elsewhere, they saw that among the nearly fifty quasi-leaders in more than twenty groups, eleven were out of control.

One by one, a second face appeared on each face. Among them, four of the younger prospective leaders were at the peak of their lives, with strong spirits and wills, and expressions of struggle on their faces. The remaining seven were unbearable and had lost themselves.

To others, these seven people seemed to be in a dream, half asleep and half awake.

As for the eleven prospective leaders whose faces were twisted into two, the extra half of their faces were exactly the same and could not be seen clearly, only the outlines were visible.

Seeing this scene, it is inevitable that one would think that these prospective leaders were all possessed by the same person in an instant.

A chill surged through the hearts of the strong men. Liu Feng also felt terrified, and a barely perceptible strange color flashed in his eyes.

The eleven would-be leaders who were crippled before him almost experienced the same thing as him, but things are different now.

His cultivation was now as strong as that of a newly promoted cult leader. More importantly, he had mastered the art of time and, with the help of the restriction of time, he had cultivated a strange Gu that was just right for this art.

"Once he sees the truth, his spirit will be revived... Now it seems that seeing the Samsara Disk will be the same. The Samsara Disk should have been refined by him personally."

"I have cultivated the way of time and space, so this kind of influence seems to be much weaker on me. If the Samsara Disk is just a fragment, other than the pressure of the Great Dao and the spiritual pressure, the rest will not affect me!"

There was an even more strange look in Liu Feng's eyes, and his eyes glanced at the two foreign monks below him intentionally or unintentionally. The opportunity to take action that he had been waiting for was finally here.

It was also at this moment that the forty prospective leaders who were still safe and sound suddenly turned their eyes upwards and activated their pupil techniques.

Looking past the black mud fragments and upward to the end of the field of vision, one can vaguely see something approaching.

After waiting for a few breaths, a huge stream of mud was seen pouring down, stretching for two thousand miles from side to side, with blood spots in the middle, more than a thousand pieces, all blood mud.

This spiritual object, which contains the power of the great way and tremendous vitality, is enough to advance the quasi-leader to the level of leader.

However, after taking a look at the bloody mud, the prospective leaders and leader incarnations were attracted by the tragic scene in the mud flow at the second glance.

The mudslide stretched out for two thousand miles, and extended upward for tens of thousands of miles. Within the field of vision of ten thousand miles alone, there were countless broken figures in the mudslide, with weak spirituality and shapes like phantoms.

Countless phantoms, with broken limbs, scattered everywhere, their mutilated faces twisted and deformed in pain.

At a glance, the mudslide brought down densely packed corpses. All of the corpses were not completely unconscious. They were all struggling in pain, and seemed to still have some memories of their lives.

It is like sentient beings being thrown into a millstone. They happen to hit the damaged part of the millstone and are not completely ground into dust. They are missed out and cannot be liberated even after death.

(End of this chapter)