Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 179: Demon Elimination Apprentice Stays in Palm Palace

Zheng!

A huge sword shadow flashed from the sky above Mijiang Kingdom.

The weather, which was originally clear and clear, suddenly became overcast.

The temperature began to drop, and a cold wind swept across, causing the Mijiang River, which was sparkling just a moment ago, to ripple.

Han Jiantian.

Corresponds to Yan Jian Tian.

These two are special weather unique to Zhantian Sect. They usually appear in the outer and inner areas. In terms of frequency, they are no different from ordinary weather such as cloudy weather, windy weather, and rainy weather.

call! !

The cold wind was like a knife, blowing through a dilapidated tower in Mijiang Kingdom, making a sharp whistling sound.

"..."

Wu Meng felt the rapidly dropping temperature and noticed the sharp edge in the wind, but he didn't care about it for the time being.

Lean slightly.

The demonic shadow in his eyes slowly dissipated.

The whirlpool is calm and the black tide is about to subside.

The pair of extremely evil eyes finally returned to normal, and his whole temperament also became normal.

He pointed at the same time, and the turbulent flow composed of the Nether Dragon Spiritual Water decomposed into seven points of almost transparent spiritual water and submerged into the body.

At this point, this difficult and weird battle was completely over.

Another gust of cold wind passed through the hall, making the bones on the ground make a loud sound.

Apart from these strange noises, the entire hall was silent and no one spoke.

What happened again?

He turned around and saw the three of them standing stiffly a few feet away, like three solidified stone figures, all looking at him without blinking.

Even the well-informed Zhou Yunuo was shocked and speechless...

"..."

Seeing this scene, Wu Meng was speechless.

Fighting with this tricky shadow exposed many of his trump cards, not what he wanted.

However, considering the secret of the Yin-Yang Diagram, in order to be foolproof, we had to go all out.

Fortunately the matter has been resolved.

The only remaining question now is what to do with the Zhao sisters.

If he continues to attack, the opponent may not be able to retain his servants due to the protection of the clan's gods.

Even if he really does keep him, he is already very exhausted. If he fights again, there is no guarantee that he will be exhausted.

This is extremely dangerous outside the crisis-ridden Sword Ruins.

In any case, taking action is not a wise choice, but if you don't take action, there are quite a lot of hidden dangers...

He thought, his eyes subconsciously roving back and forth on their faces, with a dangerous light brewing from time to time.

However, what he didn't expect was that the Zhao sisters reacted violently to his gaze.

The two of them were like cats with explosive hair.

Zhao Siyue's expression changed drastically, she subconsciously took two steps back and waved her hands quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, my sister is leaving now! Siyue promises you that neither the Zhao family nor Xueying will have any conflicts with fellow Daoist in the future!"

Wu Meng was slightly startled and looked at the other party calmly, saying nothing.

Seeing this, Zhao Siyue took out a jade slip: "This is collected by the Zhao family. The information about the senior in the fourth level in the building may be useful to fellow Taoists."

After saying this, she turned over her hand and took out another storage bag, and patted it in her sister's hand.

"This is my sister's apology for offending Taoist Fellow Daoist several times before. Xueying, please bow your head to Fellow Daoist Wu and admit your mistake, and offer her an apology!"

"what?"

Zhao Xueying was so distracted that she subconsciously took the storage bag and walked towards Wu Meng.

When she reached the front, she suddenly came back to her senses. She suddenly raised her head and looked at the person in front of her, her eyes became extremely humiliating, and her face, which was the most beautiful in the country and crowned the most beautiful in the three continents, was even redder!

Zhao Siyue is a young immortal, and she, Zhao Xueying, is also a beautiful immortal!

He is also the 'outstanding person' on the Immortal Map and is famous in three continents.

On weekdays, there are countless immortals and talents who try their best to get close to her.

Others have always tried their best to please her, but there has never been a time when she tried to please others!

This feeling was unfamiliar, humiliating, and unsettling, and it drove her almost crazy.

She bit her lip subconsciously, and the mark of the broken flower between her eyebrows shone brightly.

"Xueying!"

Probably seeing her delay in making any move, her sister's urging voice sounded from behind.

This normally calm direct descendant of the main clan had a rare sense of urgency in his voice.

She gritted her teeth, held the storage bag, and lifted it up inch by inch.

It seems...not as difficult as imagined...

An unspeakable feeling of uneasiness suddenly arose in her heart.

Will the other party accept my apology?

Uncontrollably, the scenes since her contact with Wu Meng flashed in her mind.

When they first met, the other person was sitting on the lawn with an ordinary face. In just half a day, she easily solved the problem that had trapped her for a month.

After that, there was a series of tricks, until he defeated himself head-on in the auction.

Over the past fifteen years, this figure jumped into her mind on various occasions, forcing her to practice diligently.

Until the Sword Ruins opened, I thought I could avenge my shame, but unexpectedly, it was the beginning of a nightmare...

Nightmare...

The complicated emotions made her mind go blank for a while.

Snapped!

Something seemed to be broken in my heart, or a feeling that I had never felt before was emerging.

Suddenly, she returned to that day.

Wu Meng's face changed alternately, gentle, silent, domineering, terrifying, evil...

Finally, it overlapped with the original one, standing in front of the lawn, smiling at himself.

original……

He is so powerful!

Zhao Xueying held the storage bag, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, and her neck turned bright red.

"Fellow Daoist Wu... Xueying apologizes to you..."

She spoke softly, but there was no hint of indifference or arrogance in her words.

"..."

Wu Meng was shocked and couldn't react for a while.

He was already prepared to turn a blind eye. After all, the beauty in front of him was famously arrogant!

However, when looking at the person offering the gift, his eyes were as bright as water, hiding anxiety and fear.

Is she really the senior sister who is always holding flowers and holding Yueting?

Seeing that Zhao Xueying's face was getting redder and redder, as if she was bleeding, he took the storage bag.

At first glance, there are tens of thousands of spirit stones and several jade slips. It seems to contain a map of three continents and some geographical records.

He was quite satisfied.

It can be seen that Zhao Siyue is very caring. The spirit stone is a small matter, and the map and some inconspicuous immortal knowledge are what he really needs.

Looking at Zhao Xueying again, no matter what weird things the other person thought of, at least she had a good attitude.

Wu Meng nodded: "Then let's say goodbye. I hope we won't meet again in the future."

Zhao Siyue clasped her fists: "Thank you very much!"

"Xueying!"

"..."

Zhao Xueying blushed and left with her sister.

Seeing the two figures disappearing into the bustling and dilapidated streets of the city, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhou Yunuo walked over with a half-smile but said, "Congratulations, fellow Taoist, for capturing the heart of a beautiful fairy."

"..."

"You might as well tell fellow Taoists that even outside the Three Continents, this is a rare opportunity!"

Wu Meng said angrily: "Opportunity? Trouble is the problem! Nothing good will happen if you run into her."

"It's really hard to say today. If Wu Daoyou still has the energy, he should seize the time to search for the relics of the four monks." In the next half day, the two of them followed the method left by Zhao Siyue's jade slip and quickly found a picture scroll.

Contrary to expectations, this is a broken ‘immortal mansion in the palm’!

There is a space the size of a courtyard inside, which can not only store things, but can also be carried around and displayed when needed!

This treasure is naturally the relic of the fourth level monk.

Wu Meng couldn't estimate its value, but even Zhou Yunuo showed a rather envious expression. It seemed that even outside the three continents, it was a rare thing that was difficult to obtain.

It's a pity that the fairy mansion is already in ruins.

The spiritual materials planted and the spiritual beasts raised there are all dead.

Not only that, most of what was left behind by this ‘Nascent Soul’ level boss was spiritually lost.

There is an extraordinary seal and a golden flag. Just from the appearance, you can see a bit of the power in its heyday.

It's a pity that they have all turned into mortal things, broken into pieces.

"I can probably see some of the reasons."

Zhou Yunuo saw this and said: "These are two magic weapons. Let alone five hundred years, they may not become like this even in thousands of years."

Wu Mengzheng felt distressed and was startled when he heard this: "Is it related to the demon shadow?"

"Yes! You have also seen it. Regardless of spirituality, consciousness or state of mind, they will be corrupted by the devil. I am afraid that this floor and the surrounding areas will be affected."

"No wonder there are so many dead monks, but not even a storage bag that is still intact can be found..."

"That's right, but it's a great opportunity for you to find a fairy mansion in the palm of your hand."

He nodded happily.

There are still some nooks and crannies in the Immortal Mansion that have not yet been searched. Maybe something can be gained, but now is not the time to explore carefully.

The two quickly arrived at the floor where the Flying Sword was located.

This is a guest room.

It's not as exaggerated as downstairs, there are only dead bones scattered between the beds.

I guess it was the 'Zi Qiang' mentioned in the letter.

After searching all the way, I finally found the rightful owner, which should have been a happy thing. Unfortunately, as expected, the storage ring and scattered objects have lost their spirituality.

Looking at the broken and dim Flying Sword, Wu Meng couldn't help but rub his forehead.

The clue seems to have stopped here.

Afterwards, he spent some time searching the entire building, but found nothing meaningful.

Three days later.

In a luxuriously decorated guest room on a building on an island east of Mijiang Kingdom.

Wu Meng and Zhou Yunuo sat opposite each other by the window.

Looking outside, there is a gloomy sky and the surging red river.

The cold wind blows, and some sword shadows have condensed, turning into wind blades whizzing past. Just a glance, and the feeling of extreme cold will arise in the heart.

The wind of Hanjiantian blows in the heart.

Fortunately, the corresponding formation had been arranged on the building here. Zhou Yunuo made some repairs and filled it with spirit stones, which became a temporary 'safe haven' for the two of them.

Although Wu Meng was looking at the river, his mind was focused on the demonic shadow in the lake in his heart.

"Can you please ask Fellow Daoist Zhou to clarify what the devil is?"

Zhou Yunuo smiled and nodded: "Thanks to my fellow Taoist for protecting me all the way, I was also given five thousand spiritual stones. I should have told you everything I knew."

"Heart, spirit, and soul, these are the three aspects of a monk's origin. Any practice method in the world evolves from one, two, or three of them."

This is the immortal knowledge that Wu Meng already knows.

The Heyuan spiritual practice he practiced was the integration of the three.

"Do you know, fellow Taoist, that there are disasters in the path of cultivation?"

"Disaster?"

"That's right, the calamity of the heart gives rise to evil, the calamity of the gods turns into a mirage, the calamity of the soul turns into a phantom, and the tribulation of evil, mirage, and emptiness, the three combined into one, become a demon."

The other party spit out strange words that he had never heard before.

Zhou Yunuo rolled his eyes and said: "This senior is actually your Nascent Soul monk from Heyuan Spiritual Cultivator, because the devil is originally created by Heyuan Spiritual Cultivator!"

Wu Meng understood this time.

"Heyuan spiritual cultivation also cultivates the heart, spirit, and soul. It prepares all three, so only after death can one become a demon?"

"Yes, but it is not death. Failure to respond to the tribulation, becoming obsessed with it, or accumulating too many tribulations in the body will lead to falling into the devil."

The other party added: "Having said that, falling into a demon is often a gradual process, because the monk's spiritual intelligence will be pulled back and forth.

But death is different. If the calamity is enough, you will become a demon instantly. "

Wu Meng understood something and asked, "Can you talk about the calamity?"

"It's simple. You have already experienced the evil in your heart. As a mirage, you cut off your spiritual consciousness and turned into a black eagle. This is the manifestation of the mirage.

Divine cultivators build sacred bridges to connect everything in the world. Correspondingly, some ancient and modern remnant gods can also come to you along the sacred bridge. "

"..."

Wu Meng didn't feel it before, but now thinking about the black eagle, he felt a chill.

He thought of the void he saw above his own base. If he wanted to connect to other divine treasures, he needed something to anchor him to.

Maybe it’s visualization, maybe it’s some celestial consciousness or foreign objects.

On the other hand, if one's position is found, doesn't it mean that one can be connected to 'others'?

"If the soul is weak, my Taoist friend's soul is powerful, and he may feel it in advance in the future."

Zhou Yunuo took out a spiritual stone, threw it up and then dropped it in his hand.

"For the sake of the spiritual stone, let me tell you a little more."

"You should know the way."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist! I've heard of the Three Lives Tao."

The other party smiled and asked: "Then do you know why it is called the Three Lives Path?"

Wu Meng shook his head. The value of these things was far more than five thousand spirit stones, and they were immortal knowledge that even money could not buy.

Anyway, I owe you a favor, and it doesn't matter if I owe you a little more.

"The road is divided according to passes. There are nine passes on the immortal road to the sky, including three passes of birth, three passes of calamity, and three passes of shedding.

Shengguan, as the name suggests, is a pass that comes from nothing, including the Destined Path Pass, the Incompetent Pass and the Original Correlation Pass.

Putting these three levels at the beginning of practice is the so-called Three Lives Path. "

Wu Meng's eyes widened slightly, and she suddenly felt enlightened.

No wonder the Heart-Refining Sword and the Thousand Fate Umbrella both belong to the Three Lives Path. The only difference between the three is that the order of the first three levels is different.

“The Three Lives Path is the most common path in the world of cultivation because it is extremely easy to get started and has a low level of danger.

And your Heyuan spiritual practice is the most peaceful practice method on the path of three lives. The only drawback is that it breeds demons. "

"Of course, there are also practice methods that place the transformation pass at the beginning, and some even start practice from the calamity pass. The rest of the path will be experienced by yourself in the future."

"Thank you! One last question."

Wu Mengdao: "Demons have reason...or can they communicate?"

Zhou Yunuo glanced at him: "You can, but I don't recommend it, because it has only one purpose from beginning to end..."

"Kill or twist you!"

"What if it's a controlled demon?" Wu Meng did not ask this question.

Because after he had the concept of demons, he knew how shocking it was.

Of course, he also had his own understanding.

The devil is born from three tribulations, and it itself means "pollution". Even if its source has been taken away, what he can come into contact with is probably still distorted and polluted things.

He gave up the idea of ​​asking for clues.

Since we can't touch it, we might as well try to use it as an 'item'.

When I think about it this way, my thoughts suddenly broaden.

Wu Meng quickly designed a 'meteor hammer'-style control scheme to guide the demonic shadow in the body to something, and then connect it through spiritual consciousness.

The demonic shadow is shaped like a hammer head, and the divine consciousness is naturally a hammer chain that can be cut.

Although this method will inevitably attract mirages, at least it has a 'gecko tail-cutting' style safety measure.

Compared to how powerful the demon was, this was a price he was willing to pay.

The idea is ready, and just waiting for further attempts, a new and absolutely powerful trump card may be tinkered with by him.

(End of this chapter)