Chapter 593 Practice
Lu Ye used his spiritual power to explore the bodies of these young children. After a moment, he could not hide the disappointment on his face.
Although Shang Tianti's magic power has regressed and he only has the elementary level of Golden elixir now, he can obviously detect a few spiritual roots easily and will not make any mistakes.
The spiritual roots of these young children are indeed barely sufficient.
If placed in the East China Sea in future generations, it would be regarded as a treasure among the most common foundation-building families.
However, the general Jindan sect and even the larger Foundation Establishment sect cannot be treated as the core of true disciples.
In other words, even if they embark on the path of cultivation, their final achievements will not be high. If they can succeed in building a foundation, it is God's blessing.
Even if this world is rich in spiritual energy and treasures, after these young children are forcibly taken away according to the rules of the demon clan, it is impossible for the demon clan to make great efforts to cultivate them, and the achievements will be limited.
"Brother Lu," Shang Tianti observed his words and saw Lu Ye's face full of disappointment, so he waved his hand to make these young children retreat.
"Actually, I have been in this world for fifty years and have long been used to it."
"It is said that in the past hundreds of years, there has only been one medium-armor spiritual root in Shiwanda Mountain. He was taken away by the demon tribe and cultivated, and later cultivated into a golden elixir."
"Of course this genius later became a weapon to suppress the human race."
"He named himself Hu Zhongpu under the White Tiger Demon Emperor."
"I know that if you want to revitalize the human race, you must cultivate your own monks."
"Not to mention how to hide it from the demon clan, how difficult it is to accomplish this under their noses."
"It's just that the human race's immortal cultivation seeds are all inferior seedlings and will not grow into towering trees."
Shang Tianti looked at Lu Ye carefully, swallowed and said.
"If you have this skill, Brother Lu, you should seize the time to practice and break through to the realm of divine transformation."
"Brother, if I follow you, I will also take advantage of it and become a Nascent Soul."
"We can do our best to preserve some vitality for the human race, so we do our best."
“It’s not that we don’t want to help our fellow tribesmen, it’s that our fellow tribesmen really can’t afford it, and the conditions don’t allow it!”
"Anyway, even if there were no two of us in history, wouldn't the human race eventually overthrow the rule of the demon race?"
Lu Ye stood up, and after walking around on the ground for a few times, he suddenly changed the topic without answering Shang Tianti's words.
"Lao Shang, you know that I killed three demon clans, Golden Core Perfection, which one died the worst?"
Shang Tianti felt confused and honestly shook his head and said he didn't know.
Lu Ye took out a piece of Yinhun wood from the storage ring.
This ghost wood had been lightly sacrificed, and a four-tusked wild boar demon soul was firmly trapped on it, sealing off the five senses. It was unclear what was going on around it.
Lu Ye opened his mouth, threw out a mouthful of baby fire, and ignited the Yin Hun Wood.
The Yinhun Wood burned violently, and the Demon King's Yinhun burned together, and the restriction was lifted.
The demon king screamed in pain, and after seeing his surroundings clearly, he became furious.
What I saw here was a simple wooden house, with two lowly people standing on one side, watching him being burned by the fire.
The wild boar demon king quickly treated people as human beings and just regarded them as blood food like two-horned sheep, and he cursed loudly.
"Asshole! I am the demon emperor's nephew and heir to the mantle!"
"Quickly put out this strange fire!"
"Master, I will give you a happy death. I will swallow you two whole to fill my stomach."
"Otherwise, the bones will be pulled out due to cramps, the heart and liver will be cooked, the bone marrow will be boiled into soup, and then two eyeballs will be chewed to make them clear and greasy after a meal."
Shang Tianti was speechless.
This wild boar has no brains. It has reached this stage and is still so arrogant.
How could he, a mere remnant soul, threaten two monks?
Shang Tianti's body shook, and the aura of golden elixir realm mana surged out.
The remnant soul of the wild boar lost its momentum, its voice dropped an octave, and it muttered something strange: "Why don't you, a lowly clansman like you, have no demonic marks on your forehead?"
He still asked the two to rescue him and not to mention the matter of devouring the two of them. He could generously give the two of them a whole body.
Lu Ye sneered, and the Nascent Soul mana bloomed from his body.
The remnant soul of the wild boar was stunned, first yelled that it was impossible, and stared at the two of them with a fierce look on his face.
He threatened, "Who are you, a member of the demon emperor's clan? You just don't have demon marks carved on your forehead, but you dare to cross the border and run wild in the mountains."
The Three Great Demon Emperors of Shiwanda Mountain definitely don’t have any Yuanying-level dependents.
If your master finds out, according to the rules of the demon clan, he will not be able to protect you and will be tortured to death.
The remnant soul of the wild boar was very cunning and even tried to drive a wedge between the two.
The two of you do this fatal thing together. According to the rules of the demon clan, whoever can report the other party first will have a chance to avoid death.
Lu Ye sneered, and then transformed into a green ape, with pure demon power blooming.
The wild boar that was burned by the ghost wood finally recognized the breath of the murderer who killed him.
Although he couldn't figure out why a lowly clan would suddenly transform into a demon clan.
But now he finally knew how to beg for mercy, and shouted "Sir Ape King" to spare the little one's life.
It was a good thing that he didn't beg for mercy. Once he begged for mercy, Lu Ye used his magic power and the flames grew stronger.
The wild boar knelt down and humiliated himself, crying and begging for mercy. However, within a matter of seconds, it was burned to ashes.
Shang Tianti stared blankly at the dust on the ground, as if he had some realization.
The remnant soul of the wild boar that was tied to the Yin Redwood and burned to death was clearly the Four-Toothed Wild Boar King, the nephew of the Wild Boar Demon King.
One of the three golden elixirs killed by Lu Ye last night.
Lu Ye said leisurely on the side.
Three golden elixir demon clan.
When the two-winged flying tiger was fooling around with the female goblin on the bed, his body was blown apart by one of his spiritual soldiers, and he died instantly.
Huajiao Tieniu was wrestling and playing with his subordinates when Lu Ye slapped his head into the chest and walked away happily.
Only the four-tusked wild boar was trampled under his feet by Lu Ye, his teeth were pulled out one by one, his eyes were gouged out, and his soul was extracted by him after his death, until he was burned to death just now.
Why is this?
Because this guy deserves to die. He was drinking happily when Lu Ye came to his door. On the table were people's hearts and livers cooking, and under the table were piles of human bones with teeth marks on them.
Lu Ye deliberately made his death painful and had to refine his soul after death.
"Lao Shang, you also saw it."
"This wild boar king looked at the two of us and called us bitches."
"Even if we release the magic breath, he is not afraid, he is still full of threats."
"Only when I turned into a demon did he know how to be afraid and ask for mercy."
"In a few decades, you and I will be the Yuanying who has cultivated into a god, and we will be nothing more than a dish in the eyes of these demon clans."
"It's nothing more than two plates of delicious food marked with the marks of other high-ranking demon clans."
"Can you bear this?"
Lu Ye patted Shang Tianti on the shoulder.
"I can't bear it anyway."
"What's the point of our practice?"
"In the future, we will practice as humans and rule the earth. We don't have to think about these things. Our purpose is to seek immortality and gain the right path."
"When we come to this era, it is to preserve more vitality for the human race and leave fire for the future!"
The more Lu Ye said, the brighter his eyes became.
In the sea of consciousness, as he analyzed his thoughts word by word, the Dharma of the meritorious Bodhisattva shone brightly, and the body of the Dharma became more exquisite and clear, pure and flawless.
However, Lu Ye has no time to take care of the changes in his sea of consciousness now.
He said in an impassioned tone.
"Yes, that's it!"
"This is the way we practice!"
"We practice to become stronger and to stand better, not to use the freshness and deliciousness of our practice as delicacies for the two demon clans!"
"I killed so much last night that I didn't think too much about it."
"After refining the wild boar remnant soul just now, I can see the path to take!"
"Old Shang," Lu Ye put his hand on Shang Tianti's shoulder, "are you willing to help me?"
Shang Tianti opened his mouth wide, as if he was meeting Lu Ye for the first time. Darling, I just want to be the founder of the Lingyun Sect and entertain myself.
Dude, do you want to make this big?
He looked at Lu Ye, whose mana had reached its peak at this time, and then looked at the arm on his shoulders. He would be dead as soon as the mana inside was vomited out.
He swallowed and nodded numbly.
"Yes, Brother Lu, I am willing to help you!"
He raised his remaining left arm and laughed at himself.
"I only have this ability."
"I can only help you."
Lu Ye laughed.
"Lao Shang, this is enough for you!"
"I will install a puppet arm on you in a few days."
"If you think one arm is not enough, I will put eight more arms on your back!"
"From now on, you will be the founder of Lingyun Sect, the Nine-Armed Sword God!"
Shang Tianti instantly became horrified and dumbfounded.
"Ah, Brother Lu."
"How do you know the name of the founder of my sect, the Nine-Armed Sword God?"
"What? I just said it casually, I don't know."
The two looked at each other, feeling suddenly terrified.
They don’t know if this is a coincidence or a historical necessity?
If it's the former, it's easy to say, but if it's the latter, it's a big problem.
Did the two of them just leave a mark in history?
Shang Tianti forced a smile and said this must be a coincidence.
I think that Lingyun Sect is just a Yuanying sect, and it has only existed for a thousand years in history, and it cannot be traced back to such an ancient era.
Lu Ye breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
It is already hard to accept that you are back in the cracks of history. If you become an important historical figure, your random actions may affect future generations. It is scary enough to think about it.
The two discussed a few more words.
Since we have decided to cultivate and strengthen the power of the human race under the eyes of the demon clan, we need to cultivate the human race's own monks.
In the martial arts, there are already many masters in the human village, and there is not much room for improvement.
In this world of cultivating immortals, the real power that can determine victory or defeat is the monks.
As we all know, monks need a wealthy partner to practice.
That is, spiritual stones, techniques, inheritance and spiritual land.
The two of them got together and really figured out something.
There is no need to consider the spiritual land first. This place is regarded as a barren mountain by the world, and it will be an enviable paradise for future generations.
As for the spiritual stones, there is no shortage. The spiritual stone veins currently dug in the Shiwan Mountain will be of the highest standard in future generations. It is easy to find some first- and second-order spiritual veins that the demon clan looks down upon.
As for the skills, it is not a problem. Lu Ye has too many collections, and Shang Tianti also has many introductory skills of Lingyun Sect, which are suitable for guiding human monks to get started.
Together, the two of them can at least come up with a few sets, from Qi Refining Foundation Pills to Nascent Soul Techniques.
As for the master who teaches the skills.
One of them is Yuan Ying and the other is Jin Dan. It is more than enough to teach a group of preparatory monks who have not yet entered the realm of immortality.
Shang Tianti gave advice and said that many human villages in Shiwanda Mountain were destroyed and reduced to ruins due to various reasons in the past.
Some of the ruins are located in rough traffic, poor mountains and rivers.
With a little tidying up, it can be used as a stronghold for cultivating immortal seeds, and a magic array can be arranged around it.
As long as the three demon kings didn't come to investigate in person, they should be able to hide it.
Of course, not only spiritual stones are enough. To cultivate immortality and various arts, you need to capture pills, puppets, mechanisms, spiritual soldiers, etc.
Refining magic weapons and spiritual weapons also requires various auxiliary materials.
Lu Ye laughed loudly. His own vest, Miyan Taoist, still bore the name of the Thirty-Six Thieves of the East China Sea.
He may not be able to rob his own kind, but he has no burden to rob a second-level demon.
There are many treasures in the three demon emperors' palaces. He is willing to help the demons and reduce the burden of the three demon emperors.
The two discussed it for several hours and finally decided on the matter item by item.
The short-term goal is to train a dozen monks in this village and strive for one foundation-building monk.
The mid-term goal is to connect the dots and bloom in the center. There are more than 30 human villages under the command of the White Tiger Demon King in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and a similar number under the command of other demon-killing emperors.
This is a hundred villages with a population of more than 100,000.
Strive to have monks in every village.
The long-term goal is that the local monks trained by Shiwandashan can go out of the mountains and spread the human cultivation method throughout the earth.
Luye Monk Ladder has a tacit understanding and has not set a time limit for these goals.
The two of them currently have one Nascent Soul and one Golden Pill, and their lifespans are longer than those of ordinary people.
The above goals may not be measured in thousands of years, and may fail midway.
After all, overthrowing the rule of the demon clan will only happen in ten thousand years.
Now, the two of them are just trying to protect a flame.
"Old Shang!" Lu Ye habitually patted Shang Tianti on the shoulder.
"Even if the first goal is achieved, we will have countless merits."
"They all carved monuments and biographies in history books, erected statues, and enjoyed incense and sacrifices."
Shang Tianti was so excited that he wanted to roll up his sleeves and do it right now.
He was suddenly startled.
"Eh, that's not right, Brother Lu, since we have made such meritorious deeds, why are there no records of the two of us in subsequent history books?"
"Did we lose?"
Lu Zhiyi felt a thump in his heart and categorically rejected Shang Tianti's idea.
"What are you thinking about?"
"What virtues do you not know about our human race?"
"If you have a stable position, you will inevitably fight back and forth!"
“There have been many great wars in the world of immortality, and I don’t know how many inheritance records have been destroyed.”
"Think about it, since our human race has the last laugh, it means that this matter is still feasible."
"This will definitely happen!"
Shang Tianti was inspired by Lu Ye and immediately left excitedly to find a suitable place.
Lu Ye watched him leave and added in his mind.
This will definitely happen, but the success may not lie with you or me.
Forget it, let’s take it one step at a time.
Although he deceived Shang Tianti about other things, one sentence was true.
Our cultivation can't be just to cultivate ourselves into a dish, right?
Seeing Shang Tianti leave, the house was empty.
Lu Ye immediately set up formations around him, crossed his legs and entered meditation, sank into the sea of consciousness, and began to practice.
In the sea of consciousness, Lu Ye's spirit body opened its eyes, and the space underwent earth-shaking changes.
The spiritual body of the meritorious Bodhisattva is floating in the air, surrounded by countless dark light points. Many twisted and painful remnants of human souls can be seen inside.
There is a halo behind the head of the spirit body, which is the golden wheel of merit, emitting circles of golden light outwards.
When these remnant souls entered the range of the golden light, all the dark and gray energy on their bodies was washed away, and their painful and struggling faces became peaceful and serene, turning into curls of white smoke and dispersing into the sky.
There are golden light spots falling from the white smoke, feeding back the meritorious spirit of the Bodhisattva, making it stronger and stronger.
(End of chapter)