Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 408: Hibiscus Foundation Building
Dongfuzhong.

Lu Ye was guarding him with Pan Furong on the side.

The woman passed the first two levels smoothly. After all, she had taken enough pills.

Nun Sanhei allocated most of her resources for cultivating immortals to supply Pan Furong and Zhenlan.

To put it bluntly, any other cultivator, as long as they have spiritual roots, will have enough to build the foundation.

However, the last level, the Demonic Level, has nothing to do with stored magic power or spiritual perception.

This level tests the monk's mind and focuses on the shortcomings in the monk's mind.

There are countless strange and bizarre demons in the demon world, but they are all good at attacking the flaws in the hearts of monks, and will magnify them infinitely. They will even select a few key figures based on the deepest memories in the hearts of monks and create boundless illusions.
For those who are not steadfast in their pursuit of the Tao, the path they take will be full of twists and turns, and will not be smooth.

For those with a strong murderous intent, there may be mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Let them kill as much as they want, endlessly, until they forget even themselves.

If a person is very jealous, he or she may materialize the object of his or her jealousy and make him or her better in every way until the object goes crazy.

There are so many kinds of demonic tribulations, and no two cultivators have ever experienced the same one. Each one is different for each cultivator.

Just like Lu Ye himself, when he achieved the foundation building stage, he did not encounter the illusion of the Heavenly Demon, but instead encountered his enemies, the Iron Bone Demon Marshal and the Blood Pig Demon General. He killed their clones and then successfully passed the level.

However, when he was trying to achieve the golden elixir, he did encounter an illusion, where he was infinitely powerful and slaughtered all living beings in this world in order to ascend.

Lu Ye looked at Pan Furong nervously.

Although the Tianlun Sect recited the scriptures incorrectly, its inheritance is the authentic Buddhist practice and should not involve the same demonic cause and effect as its own, so it is very likely a test in an illusion.

I wonder who is Furong’s opponent in the illusion?
Break through the sky?
Or is it Master Sanhei?
now.

The aura of Pan Furong's magic power fluctuated, her forehead was shining dimly, her brows were furrowed, and she didn't know what kind of illusion she had entered.

However, even though Lu Ye has now become a golden elixir, he is unable to use his spiritual sense to enter the other party's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although there is no heavenly tribulation or thunder in the foundation-building process, the demonic tribulation is also very serious. The loser's spirit body is injured, his consciousness is damaged, and in serious cases, he may lose his three souls and six spirits and become demented. The worst case is even death by a head explosion.

However, when the foundation is being built and the spiritual consciousness of others invades the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, the devil's illusion calamity will only increase.

At that time, instead of saving the person, he would be killed.

All Lu Ye could do was to condense a shallow ball of lightning in his hand. If he saw that the situation was not right, he would use the lightning ball to wake Pan Furong up.

Anyway, he has built his foundation in Danduo, and Pan Furong is young, only fifty years old now, so there are still many decades to break through. It is not necessary to succeed in one go.

As he looked at his wife in front of him, his brows became more and more furrowed, veins on his forehead trembled, sweat poured down like rain, the aura of his magic power began to become disordered, and his breathing became rapid and out of rhythm.

Lu Ye snapped his fingers and prepared to take action.

Pan Furong is knowledgeable in the sea.

Nun Sanhei, Zhenlan, and the senior sisters who died unjustly in the previous realms, rushed towards her spiritual sword fetus in waves, almost endlessly.

The sword embryo was shaken by the impact and even had cracks all over it, as if it would break at any moment.

"A bunch of rats!"

"I wasn't afraid of you when I was alive!"

"What about after you die?"

Pan Furong's angry voice came from the sword embryo.

The spirit body changed, and a shadow appeared in the air. It was her figure, and she was holding the sword embryo in one hand.

At this moment, the surface of the sword was broken, and she swung it up and chopped it fiercely at the wronged nuns who were rushing around.

The sword embryo had already disintegrated in the air. Pan Furong's spirit held the disintegrated sword embryo in her hand, and she still chopped it down fiercely.

The first to be affected are the senior sisters who were recruited every 20 years.

"You can't tell right from wrong, or gratitude from grudges. The culprit is right in front of you, but you dare not say a single harsh word!"

"There must be something hateful about pitiful people!"

"You deserve to die!"

"kill!"

As she roared with a murderous cry, the sword embryo completely shattered, revealing a golden sword light inside.

Boom!

The sword slashed down, and the hundreds of teachers and sisters in front screamed as they were chopped to pieces, turning into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Pan Furong's spirit continued to rush forward and swung the sword again, this time pointing it at Zhenlan.

"You worked hard to build your foundation, but you treat your fellow disciples as pigs and dogs, as burdens, and as shields."

"It's better not to have a junior sister like this!"

"You deserve to die too!"

"kill!"

The sword in Pan Furong's hand shook, and this time it condensed into a physical sword, spewing out countless sword qi.

Zhenlan screamed, "I didn't..."

The sword energy was like a sea that had submerged her and completely minced her into countless pieces of minced meat.

Pan Furong rushed forward again. Now, she had already made a path among countless senior sisters. There were corpses under her feet and blood was everywhere, but she did not hesitate and rushed straight to the last, the high and mighty Nun Sanhei.

"How many disciples have you harmed for your own selfishness?"

"It is against the will of heaven to let someone like you achieve the Golden Elixir!"

"If you dare to appear in my sea of ​​consciousness, I will kill you again!"

"You deserve to die!"

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

The sword in Pan Furong's hand split into a pair of male and female swords, whistling and flying towards Master Sanhei.

The "Three Black Nun" in the sea of ​​consciousness became furious and cursed him as a traitor.

She immediately spread out her hands and used various Buddhist spells at will. With just a few strikes, she defeated Pan Furong's control of the two swords.

Another blow sent the woman flying, and she fell to the ground, badly injured.

"Master Sanhei" was hovering in the air with a sly smile, and laughed as she looked at Pan Furong who was seriously injured on the ground.

"Good good!"

"You were originally trained to be a container."

"You deserve this disaster today."

"I can kill you, use your body to revive you, and use your body to create the golden elixir. I can live happily ever after!"

"Let me review your memory."

"She is young and beautiful, a princess, and has a loving husband."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of these for you in the future..."

Pan Furong, who fell to the ground, was a spirit. After being knocked down, her whole body was in excruciating pain and she could hardly resist. However, when she heard that Master Sanhei wanted to take over her body and everything from her, her eyes flashed with rage...

outside world.

Pan Furong sat cross-legged, the magic power in her sea of ​​​​qi was circulating, there was a dazzling light on her forehead, white sweat was steaming on her head, her whole body was shaking violently, and her beautiful face was full of pain.

Lu Ye almost threw away the thunder ball in his hand.

Sudden.

The pain on Pan Furong's face faded away, the wave of magic power subsided, the light on her forehead gradually dimmed, and her breathing returned to normal.

Above the cave, the colorful spiritual energy funnel that was attracted within a few miles disappeared.

The woman's breath gradually rose, and finally returned to normal.

She opened her eyes again, and her watery eyes were as bright as stars.

"Ms. sir..."

Pan Furong smiled at Lu Ye.

Lu Ye remained alert and asked a question.

"Who was I with when we first met?"

"Say it!"

In the past, when cultivators were overcoming tribulations, there were tragedies where their spirits were taken over by demons and their bodies were manipulated, so he first had to confirm whether she was his wife.

Even though the demon occupied the body, it could not immediately master all the memories, so Lu Ye asked a question that was insignificant but one that Pan Furong would definitely not forget.

Pan Furong smiled brilliantly.

"Who else can you be with?"

"Isn't it Wang Hu? He even gave me a bunch of dead people's gold, silver, food and water as bribes."

Lu Ye then breathed a sigh of relief and used his spiritual sense to probe into the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, but did not detect any demonic aura.

"Thank you for your hard work, madam..." Lu Ye grabbed Pan Furong's hand, and the two of them shared their joy.

"By the way, who did you meet in the Demonic Realm? I saw that you had a hard fight." For a moment before, Lu Ye felt that Pan Furong was about to lose and fail.

Pan Furong told Zhenlan about the illusions she encountered in her sea of ​​consciousness. Those senior sisters who were transformed from demons were easy for her to deal with.

The main reason was that the fake Sanhei master was so powerful that Pan Furong had almost no ability to fight back.

Lu Yeqi asked, "Then how did you turn defeat into victory?"

Pan Furong said angrily that the demon was too rampant and said he wanted to take over her body and enjoy her husband.

How could she bear this?

At that moment, his whole body was filled with infinite power, and he transformed himself into the angry Vajra of Buddhism. He abandoned his sword and used his fists to smash the fake Nun Sanhei to death.

Lu Ye was astonished when he heard this. It turned out that everyone has their own weak spot in their heart, and his wife was very supportive.

"Come on, let's get out of the cave."

"They are all waiting."

Pan Furong put her clothes in order and walked out of the cave hand in hand with Lu Ye.

Outside the cave.

Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi, Shu Chitu and Hong Jie gathered around, and after a moment, cheers reached the sky.

Later, the Gushan Sect remade robes for Pan Furong, the new foundation-building cultivator, updated the roster, and promoted her to the rank of outer sect elder.

Patriarch Fuyun also gave a treasure as a gift to the wife of Patriarch Lan, the last disciple of Patriarch Lan.

Elder Tie Gong was delighted to see that one of his disciples had finally achieved the foundation-building stage and was ready to take on the mantle of succession.

Because his Qi sea was broken, he hadn't found a way to repair it in the past ten years, so what he did in the past was actually the work of coordination and management.

Elder Tie Gong personally resigned from the position of the peak master to Patriarch Fuyun, and transferred the responsibilities of recruiting disciples and teaching to Pan Furong.

Since then, Pan Furong and Lu Ye have become a famous Taoist couple in Gushan Sect, and both husband and wife have established their foundation.

Just Wang Hu and others were a little depressed.

The eldest brother is too strong, everyone has their own opinion, and the eldest brother of the uncle is also fine.

Who knew that my sister-in-law is so strong. She used to be my senior sister and sister-in-law, but now she is one generation older.

A few people felt ashamed and could only practice hard to try to make a breakthrough as soon as possible.

In this way, time passed quickly and another half a year passed.

During this half year.

The situation in Chu State became increasingly unstable.

In the country of Ba, Gu Jian Manor and Bai He Men were breached by the demon clan. It is said that countless human cultivators were killed or injured. It is said that a few disciples escaped with the inheritance. It is extremely difficult for them to restore their former glory.

Even half of the land of Ba State was occupied by monsters. The capital of Ba State became a den of monsters and the whole place was filled with the smell of blood.

Therefore, whether in the world of immortals or in the mortal world, several countries in the southern part of Dazhongzhou have triggered a wave of migration.

After the State of Ba is the big State of Wei, which has two major Yuanying sects, Qianyuan Sect and Shenxiu Peak. It is unknown how long they can hold off the demon clan.

The number of monks fleeing is much greater than six months ago.

On the Chu side, a new wave of foreign cultivators appeared. Some were honest, while others were robber cultivators. Anyway, the situation was a mess.

Xiaogushan has accepted many disciples and remains peaceful for the time being.

Because before, the Gushan Sect had the cooperation of Patriarch Fuyun and Lu Ye to repel the two heroes of the Rong family, thus deterring all the fierce dragons that were ready to cross the river.

However, I heard that several small foundation-building sects and families nearby had suffered disasters. Some were wiped out, and some suffered heavy losses.

As the leader of the Chu State's immortal cultivation sects, Lingyun Sect was also extremely busy with this.

These foreign monks were not welcome anywhere in the State of Chu.

There is only one exception, that is the Jinsha Gate in Huangsha Mountain. The recruitment signs are even spread across various forces in the Chu State with the support of Lingyun Sect.

The Jinsha Sect was so anxious to collect cannon fodder because their recent situation was not good. Their rivals in the north of the mountain, the Tianlun Sect and the demon clan, were attacking very fiercely.

I don’t know if it was the rise of the southern demon tribe that gave the northern demon tribe confidence.

The Jinshamen and Tianlun Sect originally maintained a three-to-three balance of golden elixirs.

Who knew that an old Jindan Demon King appeared from the demon clan. It was said that he was a leech of a different species. His blood-sucking skills were extremely powerful. He was also good at group attacks and joined the Tianlun Sect.

Four Jindan masters fought against three and held down the Tianlun Sect with a fierce hammering.

Even someone as strong as Mo Ruyan was injured.

Old man Sha Yu was so anxious that he was covered in bubbles. He kept sending people to ask for help from all sides, hoping to find a cannon fodder.

Unfortunately, in this turbulent era, no Jindan is stupid, so who would be willing to become a consumable?

Later, Lu Ye received several messages from old man Sha Yu, continuing to accept benefits, but he was determined not to go.

Later, old man Sha Yu no longer wanted to be a sucker, and it was said that he sought help from Lingyun Sect again.

Lingyun Sect readily agreed to provide support, but would incorporate Jinsha Sect as a branch in the future.

Old man Sha Yu was hesitant and did not agree, but he probably couldn't hold on for much longer.

In short, the outside of the mountain is in chaos, and Xiaogushan is like a paradise. I don’t know how long it can enjoy peace.

This day.

Ancestor Fuyun invited Ancestor Lan to have a chat.

Lu Ye put on a mask and robe in the cave, then left the cave and flew to the meeting hall on the main peak.

"Brother Lan," Elder Fuyun warmly greeted him and asked him to sit down. "I see that you are devoted to cultivation every day. It's great to be young!"

He sighed, sincerity is not false.

Thinking back to when he first achieved Golden Elixir, he also practiced so hard. Unfortunately, later on the burden of the sect fell on him, and the Gushan Sect was not a big and powerful sect, so he had to work hard to support it.

He was already too old to achieve the Golden Elixir, and did not have enough time to practice. Now that the deadline is approaching, it would be a waste of time and useless to continue to practice in seclusion.

Of course, he envied "Brother Lan" for his state of mind of being completely focused on cultivation.

Lu Ye laughed modestly and said nothing.

If I tell you that the real body is only 53 years old, would you be shocked? I'm afraid you would be depressed on the spot.

The two chatted for a few sentences before getting down to business.

Patriarch Fuyun flipped his hand and a black jade bamboo joint appeared, which was the "key" for entering the Black Bamboo Secret Realm.

"Brother Lan, my subordinates recently received another black jade bamboo joint. I should give it to you as agreed."

Lu Ye accepted it with a smile. He had previously cheated old man Sha Yu out of a black jade bamboo joint and had almost forgotten about it.

When Patriarch Fuyun saw Lu Ye accept it, he stood up solemnly and bowed deeply to Lu Ye.

"Brother Lan, we have been together for eleven years and have shared life and death. Can I call you an old friend?"

Lu Ye said seriously.

"Brother Fuyun, you are my old friend!"

Regardless of Patriarch Fuyun's motives, the two of them got along very well over the past eleven years.

Patriarch Fuyun considered it for a second and then said seriously.

"Then I have a favor to ask of you."

"The fluctuations emitted by the Black Jade Bamboo Knot have been getting stronger recently. I checked the sect's records and estimated that it will be opened within a few months."

"This Mozhu Secret Realm is extremely dangerous. There are brute natives, ferocious monsters, and strange time and space turbulence. Don't go there!"

"I am determined to give it a try, because my time is coming. There is a magical medicine in the secret realm that can prolong my life. If I can find it, I can support Xiaogushan for another hundred years until the next generation of golden elixir appears. I can also do my best for the ancestor."

"I am willing to share with you everything I have gained in there."

"If I am unlucky and die in the Mozhu Secret Realm, it is my fate."

"The Gushan Sect's foundation will be handed over to Brother Lan to guard."

"If Brother Lan takes the helm, whether the next leader will be named Lan or Gu is up to you."

"Chu State is in turmoil right now. I only ask for one thing. If Gushan Sect is in trouble, please do not give up this foundation unless it is absolutely necessary. Our founder had a hard time starting the business, and every inch of this mountain is soaked with the blood of Gushan Sect disciples."

"Brother Lan," Patriarch Fuyun bowed again, "This is all I ask of you."

Lu Ye was confused.

Good guy.

An old man who was about to die asked me to take care of his ancestral home.

He planned to go overseas to try his luck and see if he could survive.

If he dies, the house belongs to me; if he comes back, half of the house belongs to me.

hiss……

I really came here to settle down, not to be a landlord.

How to do?
(End of this chapter)