Speed ​​through the cultivation of immortality!

When the head of the King of Ten Thousand Demons flew into the sky and his body revealed its true form, he realized one thing:

"Oh no, I was beheaded!"

Countless monsters in the Wan Yao Kingdom also realized one thing:

Yu Linglong is here!

……

Deep in the ancestral temple.

A loud laugh that swept across the sky resounded throughout the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.

"After escaping death by a hair's breadth, I have finally integrated all of Kunpeng's blood essence."

Yixian is full of ambition.

The time he took to fuse Kunpeng's essence and blood was two hours earlier than expected.

He was indeed shocked by Ji Changsheng's efficiency, so he was racing against time and took huge risks just to buy time to get out as soon as possible.

His risk was worth it.

"Yu Linglong, your death is coming."

Yixian punched the cave door and broke it down.

His eyes shone like lightning as he looked into the distance.

then……

Yixian's body shook.

"What about a demon country as big as mine?"

In response to him, three thousand silver threads fell from the sky.

And the great devil who has been suppressing the world for the past hundred years.

Chapter 232 My friend, you and I are destined to be together in the West

"Yu Linglong, please stop being so arrogant."

"You are despicable and shameless. You actually attacked the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom while I was away."

"Even if there is no Ten Thousand Demons Nation today, I can still kill you here with my own hands."

……

"Huang Quan, save me."

"Fuck, why is it an illusion?"

……

"General Ma, help me."

Finally, Yixian’s cry for help worked.

A glass lamp fell from the sky, blocking the three thousand indestructible silver threads.

The sage's whisk burned quietly in the glass lamp, and the glass lamp and Taiyi whisk formed a brief balance in mid-air.

At this time, Yixian finally breathed a sigh of relief and reattached his wings that had been cut in half by Yu Linglong.

"Senior brother, please be careful." Yixian said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother? General Ma?"

Yu Linglong's eyes flickered as she guessed the origin of the glass lamp.

"It is rumored that there are five magic lamps in the prehistoric fairyland. Among them, the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp belongs to Donghuang Taiyi, and it disappeared after the witch-lich catastrophe. The other three magic lamps are in the hands of Nuwa, Master Taiqing, and Master Yuqing respectively. It is impossible for them to appear here, so this should be the companion spiritual treasure of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng, the Glazed Lamp."

The colored glaze lamp is also known as the Lingjiu Palace Lantern. Although it is not as famous as the Precious Lotus Lantern in the hands of Nuwa or the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern in the hands of the Taiqing Saint, it is also a magical weapon famous in the ancient times and is not difficult for Yu Linglong to recognize.

In particular, the glass lamp of the ancient Buddha Dipankara once shone brightly during the great calamity of the Conferred Gods.

A human-shaped shadow appeared on the glass lamp, and then completely solidified, appearing in front of Yu Linglong and confronting her.

"You are worthy of being a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect for recognizing my origin. My attack on you is not considered bullying. Glazed Lamp Wick Ma Shan, nice to meet you, fellow Taoist."

"It is you, Ma Shan, the glass wick that has become a spirit."

Yu Linglong was not surprised.

"Given your background, it is understandable that you would stand up for the Ten Thousand Demons Nation."

During the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, the companion spirit treasure of the ancient Buddha, the Glazed Lamp, absorbed boundless magical powers due to years of practice under the Taoist priest Ran Deng. The wick of the lamp turned into a human form and fled to the foot of the mountain under the alias Ma Shan. He became a fierce general under the command of the Crown Prince of the Shang Dynasty and was invincible.

Later, Yang Jian borrowed the magic mirror and discovered Ma Shan's origins. He then asked the Taoist Master Ran Deng to subdue Ma Shan and put him back into the glass lamp.

Therefore, Ma Shan is undoubtedly a demon that has turned into a spirit.

He can be considered as the chosen one who survived the great catastrophe of Conferred Gods.

But this is not necessarily a good thing.

Because he neither became an immortal nor a god, he was finally trapped in the glass lamp and followed the Taoist Master Ran Deng to join the Western religion.

Yu Linglong had psychologically anticipated Ma Shan's appearance.

"Yixian calls you Senior Brother. It seems that Yixian's true identity is Dapeng Yuyixian, the mount of the Ancient Buddha Ran Deng."

It was during the Conferred God Tribulation that Randang subdued a Dapeng as his mount.

After all, the demon race was once the overlord of heaven and earth, and a lean camel is bigger than a horse. In today's prehistoric fairyland, there are not many strong people who are qualified to own a mount. After all, this is humiliating the demon race, and ordinary practitioners do not have the courage.

In a sense, this can even be said to be a symbol of status.

Of course, only for now.

If there is inflation in the future, or the demon race becomes increasingly decadent, it will be hard to say.

"He sent all his mounts and magical treasures to the lower world, and greatly weakened them. The ancient Buddha Ran Deng was really willing to spend money." Yu Linglong said coldly.

Ma Shan and Yuyixian are both "unlucky guys" who successfully survived the great calamity of the Conferred Gods. Although they did not get a job or become immortals, they have seen the great world of the ancient immortal world after all.

Putting them into this small world will have a certain impact on the travels of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng in the prehistoric fairyland.

Compared with the investment of Master Xuandu in this world, the investment of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng is obviously greater.

Ma Shan naturally couldn't let his master down.

"When facing the third generation of disciples of the Human Sect, the Ancient Buddha naturally dares not neglect it. But no one is as cautious as you think. Junior brother is just a corpse."

Yu Linglong looked at Yixian and raised her eyebrows after a moment: "If you kill the three corpses, you will become a golden immortal. Is this the body of the three corpses?"

Yixian sneered: "Are you scared?"

The three thousand silver threads in Yu Linglong's hands shone brightly, and flew straight towards Yixian amidst the thousands of lights.

She was too lazy to waste time talking to Yixian.

Killing the three corpses will lead to the attainment of the Golden Immortal. This was a cultivation system that was once widely circulated within the three religions. Its essence was to allow practitioners to complete their own evolution.

The Taoist book "Three Corpses in Dreams" says: "There are three corpse insects in the human body."

Specifically, it includes three insects on the upper corpse, three insects on the middle corpse, and three insects on the lower corpse, so it is called "three corpses and nine insects".

If a practitioner of Taoism wants to embark on the path of becoming an immortal, he must eradicate the "roots of the three corpses."

The upper corpse worm lives inside the human head and makes people stupid, dull and without wisdom.

The corpse worm is in a person's chest, causing people to have troubles and delusions, and cannot be at peace.

The corpse worm is in the human belly, causing people to covet men and women for food and drink.

If one kills the three corpses, he will be certified as a Golden Immortal. From then on, his transformation and sublimation will be completed. His cultivation will naturally be promoted, and it will also meet the imagination of the world about the Golden Immortal:

Wisdom, calmness, indifference, and no desires.

But this is just one of many cultivation systems, and it is essentially no different from cultivating merit, cultivating righteousness, and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The reason why he is so famous is that the immortals who have become immortals by killing the three corpses meet the requirements of the superiors for immortals:

Low desire, no trouble, no care about fame and fortune!

Which ruler doesn't like to have such subordinates?

Therefore, beheading the three corpses is very popular in the present great immortal world. Both the Heavenly Court and the Western Religion support their disciples to practice the art of beheading corpses.

But people don’t care about this.

Yu Linglong follows the orthodox path of a Qi-refining practitioner, while also cultivating virtue.

Ji Changsheng focused on cultivating merits and virtues, and also practiced the orthodox way of cultivation.

They never thought about cutting off their obsessions and desires, which are definitely something that intelligent creatures must have.

In fact, none of the Six Saints and Six Emperors developed in this direction, otherwise the saints would not have almost died together during the great calamity of the Conferred Gods, and the Six Emperors would not have married, had children, and fought for power.

Yixian has already reached the stage of beheading the corpse, which means that his true level in the prehistoric fairyland is not far from the level of a golden fairy. However, in Yu Linglong's view, this is a dead end.

The ultimate goal of cultivation is to transform yourself into a heavenly machine.

It meets the above requirements.

But the future is destined to be bleak.

Yu Linglong would not persuade her, she just didn't want to waste time talking to a corpse.

"Well done."

Yixian came to his senses at this time.

Just after he came out of retreat, he was stunned by Yu Linglong's Taiyi Whisk. As a result, he, who had integrated Kunpeng's blood essence, was always suppressed and had not yet fully released his fighting power.

Now that Ma Shan was able to plunder the enemy, the sky was clear and the rain had stopped, Yixian felt that he was fine again.

"Brother, please don't make any move yet. I will meet her alone."

The Winged Immortal revealed his true form as a roc, with wings like clouds hanging down from the sky, blocking out the sun. With golden light in his eyes and a sharp scream, he spread his wings and swooped down, his claws like hooks, trying to tear Yu Linglong into two pieces.

Three thousand silver threads pierced through the body of the Winged Immortal, but the Dapeng Eagle did not slow down. Even though its skin was torn and the sky was stained with blood, it still did not cause fatal damage to the Winged Immortal.

The strength of the demon race's body began to show, and the serious injuries further stimulated Yixian's bravery and the magical effect of Kunpeng's blood and essence.

Yu Linglong's eyes were shining and her face was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that Yixian would dare to confront her head-on.

The strength of Yixian's body, assisted by Kunpeng's essence and blood, also slightly exceeded her expectations.

However, Yu Linglong was just surprised, not frightened.

The Taiyi whisk in his hand shone brightly again, and three thousand silver threads completely wrapped Yixian's body, first destroying the speed that Yixian was most proud of.

Afterwards, Yu Linglong did not activate the third form of Taiyi Whisk.

She simply released her powerful aura of the Tribulation Realm.

That is a peak that far exceeds what this world can accommodate.

The wind and rain are blowing, and the thunderbolt is coming again. The rules of heaven and earth do not allow such powerful creatures to remain in the lower world and not return. This is a violation of the rules of heaven.

Amidst the violent storm, thunder and lightning, Yu Linglong raised her left hand high, and in full view of everyone, she drew the red lightning into wings and cast the thunderbolt into a spear.

The shot stabbed Yixian to death.

The saint's magic weapon can be used, but the cost is too high.

To kill just one of the three corpses, Yu Linglong thought that she didn't need to use any magic weapon.

It's enough to rely on yourself.

Ji Changsheng almost cheered when he saw this smooth and flowing combo.

Thunder tribulation can be played like this.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like I opened a back door for my wife.

Yu Linglong's subsequent actions indeed seemed like she had made arrangements with the Thunder Department in advance.

She dispersed her aura, regained the strength of a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, and took the initiative to bow to the sky: "Please wait for a moment, Thunder Gods, I will ascend immediately."

The thunderbolt dissipated.