Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

Return to his own courtyard.

Lu Ming entered the practice room, sat cross-legged on the futon, took out the jade book and studied it carefully.

"Yin Lotus Mother and Child Twin Method..."

As Lu Ming began to comprehend, various information began to emerge in his mind.

This method is a visualization method, and its original name was "Golden Lotus Mother Twin Method".

It is to visualize a Golden Lotus Mother clone with oneself.

In simple terms, it is a clone, and compared with other clone techniques, it does not need to cut the source of one's own soul to visualize it.

Strictly speaking, this can be regarded as a soul condensation, which requires long-term visualization to condense.

But the bad thing is that this is a residual method, and it is a modified residual method.

After being modified by a great cultivator with the title of Ji Yin Shangren, it became the current "Yin Lotus Mother and Child Twin Method".

It requires a large number of cultivators' souls as raw materials to condense Yin Sha Lotus seeds.

After the successful refining, the Yinsha Lotus Seed will continue to absorb the soul power of the cultivator to maintain its survival and growth until the lotus seed blooms.

Finally, it will rely on it at the cost of cutting off its own soul to form a Yin Lotus Seed clone.

After the clone is refined, the realm of the clone cannot be higher than that of the original body, otherwise the soul will be divided into two, who is the master and who is the deputy?

Moreover, the clone and the original body cannot always share cognition, which is also easy to breed rebelliousness.

At the same time, it is necessary to continue to provide the cultivator's soul as nutrients to maintain the growth of the Yin Lotus Seed clone.

Once the supply is cut off for a long time, the clone's energy will be exhausted and dissipated, and even the soul source cut out will dissipate.

"So evil..."

This extremely Yin master forcibly changed a visualization method into a cultivation method, eliminating the threshold of enlightenment, and even geniuses can practice it.

But the cultivation method has also changed from self-centered to the core of living beings providing for oneself, from the original soul clone method to an evil method.

Lu Ming held his chin in contemplation.

"This method has many disadvantages. It's better not to use a clone that has hidden dangers and is uncontrolled. There's no need to make yourself uncomfortable."

"But there are solutions!"

"The reason why it is uncontrolled and has hidden dangers is that the Yin Lotus Seed is not pure from the moment it is born.

It is the soul power condensed after the death of many cultivators, which is very complicated."

"Then using your own soul will be much purer!"

From a scientific point of view, there should be no rejection from the same source, and there will be no trouble of losing control.

From a metaphysical point of view...

Forget it, it's all metaphysics, so don't pursue rationality.

After all, from ancient times to the present, no madman would use his own soul as nourishment just to cultivate a clone.

So no one knows what a clone cultivated with the origin of his own soul looks like.

"Then... let me start!"

However, as soon as Lu Ming had this idea, the golden book began to move abnormally.

[Meng Yang]

"Hmm?"

Lu Ming looked at it in confusion and saw an extra name on the golden book.

Moreover, he was a cultivator who had completed Qi training, and he ranked the highest, higher than Li Yu.

Lu Ming frowned, puzzled by this cultivator who suddenly made the list.

He had never heard of this person's name, and he rarely went out recently. Could it be that Zhou Yang was targeted again?

Or...

Lu Ming looked down at the jade book on his knees.

The name appeared as soon as he had the idea of ​​practicing.

"Is there really a problem?"

He felt that it was very strange that a rare clone method was widely spread. Such a good thing, who would not hold it tightly.

As for whether the cultivator was short of money and sold the method?

How poor would he be to sell this method for spirit stones.

Lu Ming began to struggle. He knew there was a problem, so he would not practice it.

To be honest, he was a little reluctant. This method helped him too much.

"Do it!"

Lu Ming did not struggle for too long. He also figured it out. No matter how much he calculated, it was just for profit.

What else can be gained from practicing this technique except for the soul of the cultivator?

And his way of practicing is different from the beginning, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is unorthodox.

At worst, he will give up practicing. Anyway, he will not lose anything, and his fellow Taoists are all happy to fight for him.

"No matter how much you plan, I will only use you as a stepping stone!"

Lu Ming still doesn't know how much soul essence he needs to consume to condense his clone, and he is worried that no one can support his practice.

He has already made preparations for the sacrifice of Li Yu and Chang Wei, and this Meng Yang is delivered to the door.

Directly select [Meng Yang] on the golden book, and the original soup will turn into original food.

However, Lu Ming did not start to cut his soul right away.

Instead, he spent a few days constantly trying to figure out this method.

"Now I have understood it clearly and can practice."

Lu Ming looked serious, closed his eyes and concentrated, and his fingers kept pinching seals. In the sea of ​​consciousness of the Niwan Palace, a soul seed shadow quietly emerged.

Lu Ming's face turned pale. He finally understood how others felt when their spiritual power was extracted from their sea of ​​consciousness.

It was an extreme exhaustion and weakness, like a lamp that had run out of oil.

However, Jin Shu did not give Lu Ming too much time to experience the hardship. After a while, his sea of ​​consciousness was full again, and his soul seed was still slowly forming.

...

...

In the Yunwu Mountains.

In a hidden cave.

A middle-aged monk was sitting cross-legged to practice, and the spiritual pressure around him was not restrained at all, and it was vibrating back and forth in the cave.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Is it still a little bit worse..."

Meng Yang murmured to himself that he had already reached the perfection of Qi refining, his magic power had been polished to the limit, and he was just one step away from establishing the foundation, but this step had been bothering him for a long time.

His spiritual consciousness has not yet transformed into divine consciousness. Without the foundation-building pill, Meng Yang did not dare to break through the foundation-building pill rashly.

Once it fails, it will be the end of life and death.

Seeing that he was approaching sixty years old and his energy and blood were about to gradually decline, Meng Yang began to become anxious.

He came from other regions, and he also heard that there were second-level mineral veins in the Yunwu Mountains, so he wanted to try his luck.

Maybe if you're lucky, you can get a few pieces to exchange for spiritual stones to buy foundation-building pills.

And as if God was blessing him, as soon as he arrived in the Yunwu Mountains, he encountered the birth of a mineral vein.

He was the first to rush to the scene, and what surprised him even more was that there was a bombed cave deep in the mine.

Before other monks arrived, Meng Yang entered it first, but because the cave collapsed too seriously, the search was too difficult.

It wasn't until later that the Murong Family of Qingzhufang City arrived, and even the foundation-building ancestor showed up and began to drive away these monks.

In desperation, Meng Yang could only take away a few scattered jade slips and leave quickly.

But what excited him was that there happened to be a divine soul technique among those jade slips.

It's just that the difficulty of cultivation is too harsh, and it requires collecting the power of monks' souls to condense soul seeds.

However, this technique is divided into two parts, one is to nourish the soul seed and conceive the clone, and the other is to harvest the soul seed and feed it back to oneself.

So Meng Yang took out part of the seed soul and spread it out, letting other monks collect soul power for him to practice.

He just needs to wait for time for these seeds to take root, sprout, bloom and bear fruit, and then he can finally pick the fruits.

Not only is there less cause and effect for killing, but he also saves himself the effort to collect it alone. Even the monks he killed in the end can be regarded as meritorious deeds.

"If it hadn't been for the old ghost Murong from the Murong family to drive me away, maybe I could have found the foundation building resources directly, so there would be no need to wait here!"

A trace of resentment and hatred flashed in Meng Yang's eyes.

In his opinion, this is the revenge of the Murong family for blocking the road!

"When I finish harvesting and condense the soul clone, there will be no obstacles to the spiritual consciousness barrier, and I will be sure to break through the foundation building.

Then the Murong family will wait for my revenge..."

The reason why he chose to launch the technique in Qingzhufang City was simple: he wanted to cut off the foundation of the Murong family.

Rogue cultivators are the core of the city. Once the casual cultivators die on a large scale, it will definitely affect the operation of the city.

As for whether those casual cultivators would practice, Meng Yang was not worried.

It's basically about casting a wide net and catching as many fish as possible. This method is so profound that some monks can't help but practice it.

However, this skill is not without limitations, that is, the purer the soul clone is, the closer it is to the self, and the more difficult it is to capture it.

Meng Yang sneered inwardly, the soul is the foundation of a monk, no one would do such a loss-making business.

Casual cultivators are mostly a group of selfish people who will definitely find ways to steal other people's soul power for cultivation.

Unless there is an idiot who uses his soul power to practice, this situation cannot happen.

Meng Yang was thinking about the future when he would become a great foundation-building monk after harvesting soul seeds.

Suddenly, I felt that the power of my soul was disappearing at an extremely fast speed.

In the Niwan Palace, a powerful suction force was quickly devouring his soul power.

He became sluggish in an instant, his vision went dark, and even visions began to appear when he saw things.

"not good!"

Meng Yang's expression changed drastically, and he immediately sat down cross-legged again and began to exercise and adjust his breath.

He didn't worry too much. It was not easy for spiritual consciousness to transform into a divine soul, and it was normal for a few things to go wrong.

As long as you take care of it in time, it won't be a big problem.

But as time goes by, the sun rises and the moon sets in the outside world, and day by day passes.

Meng Yang only felt that his soul power was gradually being withdrawn more and more, with no sign of stopping, and his face became paler and paler.

"This...this is..."

Meng Yang had a flash of inspiration, but his heart sank. He remembered the content on the jade slips about taking souls and feeding them back.

This symptom is very similar to what was described in the technique, except that I have changed from a caster to a harvested soul seed 'fruit'.

He looked frightened and took out many pills and spiritual fluids from his storage bag.

This was the resource he prepared for his spiritual transformation, and it cost him a lot of money and effort.

But at this time, he didn't care about how much it was. He poured it all into his mouth and started refining it.

However, the situation did not get much relief, and the soul power quickly dissipated like a flood.

If this continues, sooner or later he will be drained of his soul power and become a 'living dead'.

"Why is this happening? It's a scam!"

Mengyang's eyes were about to burst.

He finally understood that there was no opportunity to build a foundation, everything was fake, and this divine soul technique was a complete scam.

It must be a trap set up by the mastermind behind the scenes, using his hands to spread the technique.

When Meng Yang treats others as 'fruit', he is also a 'fruit' in the eyes of the mastermind behind the scenes!

"I hate it!"

Meng Yang roared unwillingly, and with just one final kick, he became the foundation-building monk respected by thousands of people.

Now he died in such a humiliating manner, he was very unwilling to do so, and he hated the mastermind behind the scenes.

"I curse you to have a bad death, and you will definitely be counterattacked by the technique!"

Meng Yang believed that the man behind the scenes was nearby, but he couldn't find it.

He could only curse this person, using the most vicious words he thought.

But gradually, Meng Yanglian's curse became smaller and smaller, until his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

......

"Almost, hold on."

"Choose all, fellow Taoists, help me!"

At the same time, whether in the black market of Lake Heart Island, Qingzhufang Market, or Yunwu Mountain Range.

They were in retreat, gathering, shopping, or fighting.

At this moment, more than a dozen cultivators froze at the same time.

Then they all had hideous faces, covered their heads in pain, or knelt or lay on the ground and wailed.

Some cultivators with low cultivation, the whole person's breath disappeared quickly at this moment.

The surrounding cultivators were shocked and fled.

The legend of the 'Soul Devouring Old Demon' gradually began to spread throughout the land.

......

Half a month later.

In the practice room, Lu Ming sat cross-legged.

A translucent phantom drilled in from his Niwan Palace and came in front of him.

The figure wore a lotus crown, had a delicate face, and was white as jade, with no gender characteristics.

This was the Yin Lotus Seed identity that Lu Ming cultivated, and it looked exactly like Lu Ming.

"Finally, it's not that evil anymore, and it looks quite decent."

Lu Ming nodded with satisfaction. After all, it was nurtured by his own soul, and it was reasonable that it was as decent as himself.

Moreover, this clone not only shared senses, but also had a heart-to-heart with the original body. There was no possibility of the clone's rebellion, because it was a part of Lu Ming himself.

Lu Ming had tested it, and controlled the clone to wander in the East District, and almost no cultivators of the same level could find it, so it was extremely concealed.

However, it was also possible that no one had nurtured their consciousness, so they were all bad!

He took advantage of the realm and the method.

Then he tested the distance again. The farthest distance was two miles away from the original body, and then the signal was a little bad.

Once it exceeded the range, the clone would show signs of collapse.

As for whether the formation would react to the clone, Lu Ming tried the formation in his own courtyard.

The fluctuation was small, but it was still possible to be discovered, so Lu Ming did not dare to test the bases of those big forces.

He would lose a lot if he got caught in it.

The last function is to enter other people's sea of ​​consciousness, which is a bit similar to a spiritual attack.

Lu Ming only used himself as an experiment, and he had not really faced a cultivator using it.

He did not dare to be too presumptuous, and he had to treat fellow Taoists as human beings.

"It's just that it's a bit too costly..."

Lu Ming looked at the half of the cultivators who disappeared from the golden book, and felt a little melancholy.

Although it consumed his own soul power, it threw the side effects to others, and some fellow Taoists could not hold on.

He did not intend to use so many fellow Taoists to help, but [Meng Yang] could not hold on.

Condensing the soul clone consumed too much energy, even Meng Yang, who had reached the great perfection of Qi training, could not bear it.

Later, Lu Ming added [Chang Wei] and [Li Yu], but they were already mostly useless, and the effect was minimal.

In desperation, Lu Ming selected all the Taoist friends.

"You can't share my wealth, Taoist friends, rest in peace!"

After pretending to sigh like this, Lu Ming ignored it.

"At present, it is only the second level of Qi Refining. It needs to be constantly nurtured in the future to continue to improve its cultivation."

But now his Golden Book can be said to have no one to use. Although some of these Taoist friends are still alive, they are no different from dead.

So next, it is time to find new Taoist friends to be on the list, and we can't just use these Taoist friends now.

At this moment, Lu Ming felt something unusual in the storage bag and took out the sound transmission talisman from it.

Input spiritual power, and Zhou Yang's somewhat nervous voice came from it.

Lu Ming had no expression after listening to it.

He saw that the Golden Book was opened again after thinking.

There were many names that he had never heard of before.

Lu Ming stood in place, looking at the moonlight outside the window, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened up.