Chapter 173: The No. 1 Demonic Way in Three Hundred Years
“The general outline of the transformation of the true spirit of Xuanmen, although it is the secret knowledge of the Beizong Demonic Sect, but the master is deeply influenced by the correct way of practice. This method follows the path of It is also a method of first getting difficult and then getting easier. "
Lu Cheng has meditated and read this article countless times, combining it with his own practice and the blood nerve Tao method in his hand. ginseng.
Lu Cheng’s realization is: if you can understand the mysteries in just a few words, why use tens of thousands of alchemy books? If a person is not burdened by the form, he will see the Great Luotian before his eyes!
From the perspective of the blood nerves, the initial essence of a person is a ball of blood essence. By cultivating the blood nerves to return to the innate state, and refining the blood shadow demon body, after polishing and practicing in every possible way, you can finally obtain:
The nine heavens and ten earths are endless, breaking all laws in the world, and the physical body and soul undergo strange and unpredictable changes.
As for Huang Longzi and Lu Cheng, they want to refine the blood of ancient monsters and beasts to achieve twelve transformations, thirty-six transformations, seventy-two transformations, and use these transformations to hone themselves. Xing, dating back to the true blood of ancient immortals, is a Taoist transformation and ascension technique.
Although the highest level of monks in the Tongxuan Realm here is only at the Golden Core realm, what is the future for monks if they have no spirit?
Taoist Huang Longzi is still working hard for the ideal of transformation and ascension, so his cultivation can reach the top five levels in this world, far exceeding his peers.
Just from here on, Lu Cheng’s own understanding is slightly different from that of Huang Longzi.
Because of his understanding of the relationship between cultivating blood nerves, Lu Cheng's understanding of the essence and blood tract is slightly better than Huang Longzi's. This cognitive gap is even difficult for him to express in words, but it exists objectively.
“Huh, my mind has been confused today, so I won’t take pictures of the Tiangang. Instead, I’ll read a book or refining a magic weapon.”
In reading a book and refining a magic weapon, Lu Cheng Choosing the latter for now, he took out a dark iron ring from his sleeve.
The aura of this iron ring is hidden, but any monk with a little knowledge can tell that it is a high-grade magic weapon:
The fourth-order high-grade star-shooting ring.
Lu Cheng cultivates a method of overcoming heaven and transforming spirits. The characteristic of this method is that the stronger the practitioner's magical foundation, the greater its power.
But monks who rely too much on this method cannot have a strong magic foundation, and those who are tyrannical will not use it very much, just like Lu Cheng.
But before, I got a fourth-level high-quality star-shooting ring from the treasury of the Burning Wood Mountain Forest family.
This magical weapon is unique to the Lin family. After Lu Cheng obtained it, he used it to greatly increase the power of his magic to seize heaven and transform spirits.
The evil methods of the Lin family combined with Lu Cheng's monastic foundation are extremely powerful.
It's just that after returning to Cangshan Mountain to practice Taoism in these years, I didn't have much chance to make a move. I didn't rush to refine this ring myself, slowly soaking in and refining it.
Refining the magic weapon, and then took out a Taoist book to study.
The yin and yang domain of Lu Cheng is floating aimlessly in the wind of the Nine Heavens. This is not the first time he has done this. Anyway, under the eyes of the master, few people dare to act wildly. , even if he encounters an accident, Lu Cheng is protected by multiple layers of defense.
In my spare time, I refine weapons and read books, but I don’t care about worldly affairs.
Throwing books by hand to practice Taoism, year after year.
Originally, Lu Cheng thought he could spend today leisurely like this. But in the extremely relaxing afternoon, he suddenly felt something in his heart.
Lu Cheng turned over from the legal cloud bed and looked down:
He saw the dark and deep mountain forest below, the shadows of the trees swaying, and the sword lights shuttled through the dense forest at night, like Meteors pierce the tranquility.
A group of male and female cultivators dressed in Taoist robes. Most of their clothes were stained red with blood, but most of their eyes were firm and determined, with no intention of shrinking.
"We can't escape if we are together again. You take the junior sisters and the others and leave first!"
After saying this, a Taoist female crown turned around suddenly, unsheathed her sword and slashed at the monks who were chasing her behind her. Her words were as powerful as iron. She was accompanied by two middle-aged male Taoists, and the three of them slashed. Every sword thrown was done with all one's strength, regardless of life or death.
Not far away, the monks of the Miaohua Sect and the Nether Sword Sect were surrounded on all sides. The female monks of the Miaohua Sect had smiles on their lips, even smiling coquettishly.
The eyes of those Netherworld Sword Sect monks shone with greed and cruelty. The monks of the Netherworld Sword Sect cultivate Taoism with swords and death. The continuous deaths of these disciples of the Mingji Sword Sect are a rare training qualification for them, which can be used to understand the higher-level techniques of the Netherworld Sword Sect.
Whenever the monks from the Miaohua Sect and the Netherworld Sword Sect were encircling and suppressing them, there would always be monks from the Mingji Sword Sect who would step forward and use their own lives as a shield to block their fellow sect members.
The flying sword collided with the flying sword, erupting with a harsh metallic symphony, and then the monk of the Mingji Sword Sect broke his sword and died.
It's not that they are not brave, it's not that they don't have deep foundations, it's just that the gap in their magic realm is too big, and they can't resist.
Miao Chuyun hugged Master Han's broken sword and ran away with all his strength while crying.
Besides and on the left and right, senior brothers and sisters died to protect themselves. There was senior brother Fang He who usually took good care of him, and there was senior sister Huiru who was particularly strict and could not understand his soft temper.
Senior Sister Huiru wanted to be the leader and always bullied herself, but just now, she and her two senior brothers died in the battle to protect herself and others. "Master, Master, why did you choose to pass the position of head to me? I obviously can't afford it. Senior Sister Huiru is so strong, why don't you pass it on to Senior Sister?"
"Those demon bastards are here to bite me again. Protect the leader, Zhongchen and Shiye. You and I will cut off the throne together."
The Mingji Sword Sect, one of the Nine Palaces Demon Realm, was defeated. It was not a death in a battle. It was a small defeat for a few or dozens of people, but it was a disastrous defeat. Instead, the entire sect fell into a dead end due to the betrayal of Shenbing Pavilion.
Most of the disciples of the Mingji Sword Sect died or fled. The remaining ones at this time are all diehard loyalists of the Mingji Sword Sect, but at this point, they have reached their limit.
Looking at it from another perspective, people are dying every moment in this world, and every few years, the second and third ranks of Xuanmen are destroyed. From this perspective, the demise of the Mingji Sword Sect is not the same. Nothing.
Qin Wanning thought like this in her heart. She was dressed in black gauze and holding a Netherworld sword in her hand, and her whole body was full of death.
The Taoism of the Netherworld Sword Sect is indeed more suitable for her than the Taoism of the Shenbing Pavilion. In just over fifty years, Qin Wanning has been promoted to the Ningsha realm, flying down in the air with the wind.
Sima Peng was following behind this junior sister Qin, his eyes fixed on the seductive waist and hip curves of this junior sister Qin, and he assessed in his mind whether he could conquer this popular figure in front of him with his current methods. His little junior sister, she became his forbidden love from then on.
Of course Qin Wanning is aware of the eyes of her senior brother behind her, but she doesn't care. It is ridiculous for a demonic monk to talk about chastity. On the contrary, Qin Wanning is very good at using her own capital and relying on it as a rare commodity. , awaiting sale.
At this moment, the sky in the distance was dyed with a blood-red color, which was so vivid that it looked like the clouds in the sky had been condensed with blood.
The next moment, a ray of blood suddenly descended, the blood mist rolled, and a human figure formed.
"Sima Peng and Qin Wanning of the Netherworld Sword Sect have met the Shangzong's true cultivators."
Sima Peng and Qin Wanning immediately half-kneeled in greeting.
The blood-colored human figure waved his hand and said:
"That's it. Why has it taken so long and the monks of the Mingji Sword Sect have not been wiped out?"
Before Sima Peng could speak, Qin Wanning had already taken the lead and said:
"Shangxiu Mingjian, the remaining people are all die-hard monks with the best qualifications of the Mingji Sword Sect. If they are refined into the blood river, their aura of intelligence and cruelty will definitely help increase the power of Shanxiu."< br>
Monks in the lower realm of the demonic path usually dare not make direct suggestions like this. Sima Peng hesitated for a moment, but Qin Wanning was more decisive.
The blood shadow turned around when he heard the words, with a pale face that seemed completely bloodless, extremely thin but bright blood-red lips, and a pair of eyes that flashed red light from time to time, as if he could see directly into people. The blood-red eyes of Xin Fei make people feel awe-inspiring.
The young-looking monk first looked at Qin Wanning, and then moved his eyes to the mountains and forests. He was still trying his best to hide his stubborn resistance to Miao Chuyun and others, with blood shining in his eyes.
After a while he said:
"It is true that they have extremely good qualifications. Refining them into my blood river does not contaminate my Dafa. For this, I will mark your merits."
"Thank you, sir."< br>
After hearing this, Qin Wanning immediately knelt down and saluted, her pretty cheeks flushed with excitement. She has always been good at seizing opportunities. This was true fifty years ago, and it is true today fifty years later.
“Huh!?”
However, at this moment, in the encirclement of Miaohua Sect and Netherworld Sword Sect, a man suddenly appeared in Taoist attire, young, handsome, and strange!
Seeing this person, the blood-clothed monk couldn't help but hum, because even he couldn't grasp when and how this person appeared.
Just when he was about to turn into a blood rainbow and escape, he suddenly stopped and turned around suddenly, because Sima Peng and Qin Wanning of the Netherworld Sword Sect, who were respectful to him just now, were looking at the man at this moment. The faces of the young Taoists all showed fear and awe.
And this look is obviously not because of himself.
“Who is this person?”
He Cheng, a true disciple of the Blood River Sect, asked.
However, when the two people heard the words, they looked at me with something strange in their eyes. After a while, they replied:
"Beizong Five Elements Sword Lucheng. Shangxiu, you have been in seclusion for too long. This man's sword slashed The three sects fell to Dongyang and ranked sixth in the last Eight Views Dharma Assembly. Then they defeated the Thousand Corpses Sect and the Lin Family of Ranmu Mountain. They were evaluated by Qingxuan Master as 'the most powerful person in the past three hundred years'. No. 1 in the Demonic Way."
"That means that Old Taoist Qingxuan really wants him to die. My Taoist skills are already advanced. How can he not die if he adds fuel to the fire?"
< br>He Cheng said with a sneer, but after listening to what Sima Peng said, he became very wary of the young Taoist in front of him.
Who is Old Taoist Qingxuan?
The world's number one numerologist, he said that this person is "the number one in the magic way in three hundred years", he must be seeing something. If this person does not die, he will most likely be a giant in the magic way in the future. Even now, He must be a ruthless character who is extremely difficult to deal with.
(End of this chapter)