Refining Demons to Become a Taoist: Refining 108,000 Insects at the Beginning

Wang Bufan and Zhang Xueyao didn't know.

After they collected the Shenxiao Purple Sword and the Purple Star Chain, the purple sword light that enveloped the Jinghu Fairy Mountain, which formed a sword formation, was gradually disappearing.

It was not until they recovered and traced their movements from the Jinghu Fairy Mountain that they found that the sword formation had disappeared.

At this time, the two of them were completely exposed to the eyes of the group of cultivators outside the Jinghu Fairy Mountain.

The two used their body skills to try to leave.

But they were surrounded by the group of cultivators from all directions.

"You two got some benefit from it, so you want to leave like this."

"Originally, this Mirror Lake Fairy Mountain was covered by the Purple Light Sword Formation, and we couldn't enter it without knowing how.

Now that the Purple Light Sword Formation has disappeared, I'm afraid you have already collected all the treasures left by the Shenxiao Sect in the mountain, right?"

"I should have told everyone how to enter the Purple Light Sword Formation, and opportunities will come naturally!"

"Now it seems that there will be no opportunities in it. You should quickly take out the treasures you got, and each of you will share some, and that's it."

Wang Bufan's face was cold, and he said: "Mirror Lake Fairy Mountain is here, but we haven't seen any treasures in it!"

"If you want to get an opportunity, just rely on your luck to look for it inside. What are you doing to stop us two little cultivators in the visualization realm?"

"The ruins of the Shenxiao Sect are in it, and they have long been reduced to ashes, without any traces left. If you don't believe me, go in and take a look for yourself."

After Wang Bufan finished speaking, a cultivator flew in to check, and it was just as Wang Bufan said.

The palaces and pavilions of Shenxiao Gate had long disappeared, and there was nothing inside.

Only the calm lake surface of Jinghu Fairy Mountain was rippling in the breeze.

But how could those cultivators give up?

One of them said: "Shenxiao Gate is so big, but there is no treasure house or treasure. Could it be that they have all turned into ashes?"

"You two! It must be you two who took the treasures. That caused the Shenxiao Gate to have such a change."

"But I know that as long as it is a secret realm, once the core things are taken, it will look like this."

"Since you two don't cooperate, we don't believe what you say. It seems that we can only use the soul-searching technique to see if what you say is true or false!"

Wang Bufan sneered: "Soul-searching technique? If we use the soul-searching technique, how can we survive! Either we become fools or idiots, which is clearly not giving us a way to survive!"

Wang Bufan didn't say anything more to them.

He used his magic power, and the purple light soul-trapping book appeared behind him, and a purple light chain extended from it.

In an instant, he entangled the monks who jumped the most violently, dragged them into the Purple Light Soul Trapping Book, and refined them into starlight.

Such a move was decisive and lethal.

The monks in front of Wang Bufan hurriedly retreated.

Among them, a monk with extraordinary knowledge shouted: "You still say that you didn't get any treasures in it!"

"The magical power you used is not the fundamental method of Shenxiao Sect. It turns out that you have obtained the Taoist tradition of Shenxiao Sect."

"Shenxiao Sect has long been destroyed. You have obtained the Taoist tradition, and you should also announce it so that those who are destined to practice it can practice it!"

Wang Bufan laughed angrily: "Why don't you take out your magical power formula so that those who are destined to practice it can practice it."

As he was speaking, a purple light chain spread out from Wang Bufan's Purple Light Soul Trapping Book, and tied up the monk who was talking tightly.

The monk was caught off guard. , screamed, and was hit by the trick.

Wang Bufan pulled his soul out of his body, scattered it into starlight, and landed on the Purple Light Soul Trapping Book.

At this time, a cultivator in the Concentrated Spirit Realm stood up and shouted, "You are so cruel at such a young age, and you kill others just because you disagree with them. You are simply a demon."

"Shenxiao Sect is actually a famous and righteous sect. It is a shame that his Taoism has fallen into your hands!"

This cultivator in the Concentrated Spirit Realm was called Guan Xingzi. He held a whisk in his hand and dressed like a Taoist priest.

The white silk of the whisk in his hand flew and turned into a silk hand, grabbing Wang Bufan.

Wang Bufan wanted to retreat, but it was too late. He chanted a spell and summoned the Purple Light Star Chain from the Purple Light Soul Trapping Book behind him.

The Purple Light Star Chain was like a long snake, winding around the silk hand that Guan Xingzi's whisk turned into.

Although the Purple Star Chain is also a magic weapon of the Concentration Realm, Wang Bufan, who is in the Visualization Realm, is still not strong enough to use it.

Guan Xingzi shouted loudly, and his magic power turned, and the whisk retracted, returning to his hand with the Purple Star Chain.

Guan Xingzi swept his mind and found that the Purple Star Chain was a treasure of the Concentration Realm, and laughed!

"This thing is destined to be with me! It is what I deserve. You are just a cultivation of the Visualization Realm, how can you have a treasure of the Concentration Realm?"

After saying that, he peeled off the Purple Star Chain wrapped around the whisk, threw the whisk, and hit Wang Bufan in the heart.

Wang Bufan's treasure was taken away, and he was hit by Guan Xingzi, so his breath weakened.

He had been protecting Zhang Xueyao behind him. Seeing Wang Bufan in such a miserable state, Zhang Xueyao stood up with red eyes.

"Xueyao, come back!"

"You are no match for him!"

Wang Bufan ignored his own injuries and wanted to protect Zhang Xueyao behind him.

How could Zhang Xueyao listen to him and summoned the Shenxiao Purple Sword.

The Shenxiao Purple Sword, under Zhang Xueyao's urging, emitted purple sword energy.

The purple sword energy flew towards Guan Xingzi.

The sword energy made Guan Xingzi's robe rustle and his face hurt.

He waved the whisk in his hand to resist, but was cut to pieces by the sword energy.

Guan Xingzi quickly retreated, and the whisk grew white silk again, blocking several times before the sword energy was dissipated.

This was also because Zhang Xueyao's cultivation was not enough, otherwise the sword energy of the Shenxiao Purple Sword would have blasted him into mud.

Guan Xingzi was even happier at this time, saying: "Such a magic sword is actually in your hands. Isn't it ridiculous for a child to hold a treasure and flaunt it in the market."

Guan Xingzi said, and was about to grab the Shenxiao Purple Sword in Zhang Xueyao's hand.

But the other several Condensation Realm cultivators present were unwilling to see this.

How could Guan Xingzi get all the benefits!

So they all tried to grab it, but they fought each other instead.

Zhang Xueyao took advantage of the fight between several Condensation Realm cultivators and hurriedly retreated with Wang Bufan.

"Xueyao, don't worry about me, take the Shenxiao Purple Sword and leave quickly. Don't, don't look back, I'm afraid it won't work."

"The real person who taught us Taoism is in the Cangmang Mountains, you go find him."

"In the future, you should practice well, I, I will never say that your strength is not as good as mine..."

Wang Bufan said this with a smile.

But as he smiled, tears flowed down. He coughed hurriedly, trying to cover it up, but coughed up blood and wiped his sleeves.

Zhang Xueyao felt a pain in her heart, thinking of the scene when Caomiao Village was robbed.

She stretched out her hand and gently wiped Wang Bufan's face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why are you crying, and you wiped your face like a big clown!"

Wang Bufan couldn't laugh anymore after hearing this.

Zhang Xueyao carried him on her back, and blood stained her clothes.

She held the Shenxiao Purple Sword in her hand, her face cold and firm:

"Wang Bufan, I want to take you with me. You have always protected me, and it's time for me to protect you..."