Chapter 9 Now we are crossing over from the beginning
"Did you...be drugged?" The little white fox felt a little disillusioned. The man who sang and wielded the sword just now killed countless demons while talking and laughing. He was simply a legend in the storybook. figure.
But how...how could he do such a thing as drugging!
Tang Yuan seemed to understand the little fox's thoughts, and asked with a smile: "Which book of Yinzhi are you reading?"
""Journey to the Fantasy Sea."" The little fox's tone Somewhat low.
That's right, this is the only Chinese-European novel widely circulated in northern Xinjiang, and it is also the only one with a righteous young hero as the protagonist.
If other local books in Northern Xinjiang are ruthless, scheming, and decisive in killing, this is the trend that spreads in Northern Xinjiang.
Not to mention drugs, even the method of blinding the eyes with lime is standard for the protagonist.
If he is not sinister and vicious, how can he still be called the protagonist of the devil?
Tang Yuan picked through the hall again with his sword, and when he met someone who was still out of breath, he would strike with his sword. He actually saw Brother Pig and Girl Snake sitting next to him.
He thought about it for a moment. The snake girl seemed to be the first demon who wanted to run out of the cave, but he stabbed her to death at the door.
Tang Yuan turned his eyes and looked at the people tied to the car, or the people who had lost their souls. Even in the face of such a shocking change, there was still no reaction at all.
Tang Yuan could only send them to an honorable death with one sword strike after another.
At this time, Fan Yang crawled out of the back hall tremblingly. Seeing the blood flowing into the river and the corpses in the room, he couldn't help but feel glad that he had made the right choice.
Two steps later, he was suddenly shaken, his feet staggered, and when he looked down, he happened to see the Qiankun Cave Master, who was split into two halves.
Fan Yang tried his best to control himself from screaming.
Tang Yuan waved, and Fan Yang ignored his fear and ran over with three steps at a time.
"Put this medicine into the wine and give it to the brothers outside. They are lucky. My Xue Duochang Powder will only cause a stomachache after taking it, and then you can go to see the Demon Ancestor. , You don’t have to suffer.”
Fan Yang took the small packet of medicinal powder and thought to himself: “This medicine doesn’t sound easy to take, could it hurt people to death?”
Tang Yuan patted Fan Yang on the shoulder, "Where does your master usually practice? I'll check if he still has any means left."
Fan Yang honestly pointed out the location of the Qiankun Cave Master's secret vault.
Tang Yuan hummed a tune and walked towards the back hall, with Xiao Hu following closely behind.
He did not go straight to the secret vault, but looked left and right to avoid missing any treasures.
“Kill people and set fire to gold belts, destroy families and make a fortune.”
The harvest moment after this battle is the most sweet.
If the cultivation level is higher, you can use the secret skills of the cave like the universe in your sleeves, the sun and moon in the pot, and the devil's mouth to swallow the sky. You can also take in the mountain gate's earth veins and go back to your cave to look through it slowly.
Unfortunately, Tang Yuan now doesn't even have any objects that can store things, so he can only rely on manpower and fox power to carry them. It is really a waste of resources.
He also stabbed to death a demon wife of the Lord of the Qiankun Cave, and watched her reveal her true form as a scorpion.
Tang Yuan is now full of respect for the Lord of Qiankun Cave, snakes, rats, tigers, scorpions, butterflies...
No wonder he acts with many kinds of monsters, and at such an age he is still working on establishing diplomatic relations between humans and monsters. Burning yourself is really admirable.
It's a pity that meeting racists like Tang Yuan ruined this great situation.
“Oh, there is actually a spiritual spring?” Tang Yuan suddenly showed joy.
“Although this Xishan Cave is the most gloomy place in the entire mountain, yin and yang are interdependent, so a spiritual spring can be born in this extremely gloomy place, flowing and nourishing outwards.”
After listening to Tang Yuan's explanation, the little fox nodded in understanding and jumped into the water.
"I just want to take a bath, why is this person talking so much?" The little fox shook his head in confusion.
Looking at the elm-like appearance of the little fox, Tang Yuan hated the iron and said: "No matter what you do in this world of immortality, someone has to explain it by your side. Otherwise, even if you do something earth-shattering, others will not understand it at all. There is no way to show that you are extraordinary. On the contrary, if you have such a competent commentator, even if you only achieve five points, you will be given seven points, which is considered complete.”
"I see that you are smart and dexterous, so I would like to give you some advice. If you can change your job to a commentator position, you will not have to worry about being a fox."
The little white fox is already here. After washing away the blood, he returned to his snow-white appearance. He shook his body and shook off the water droplets and said, "I won't explain it to others. I want to be the one being explained."
Tang Yuan looked at himself Although there was no blood stains on his body, there was still a strong blood energy lingering around, so he jumped into the spring to wash it off.
One person and one fox rested comfortably for a while before running towards the secret warehouse again.
It was said to be a secret vault, but in fact there was not even a restriction. Tang Yuan killed the demon guarding the door with a sword, then took the remaining person hostage and broke in.
The man threatened with a stern expression: "My father is Qiankun Zhenren. Although I don't know how you, a thief, sneaked here, if you let me go, I can also ask my father to spare your life." "
Hearing this, Tang Yuan suddenly became interested, and he looked up and down: "Which one is your mother? The scorpion, the tiger, or the mouse?"
The young man said angrily. : "My mother is marrying a eldest lady, and she is a pure human being."
"That would be boring." Tang Yuan muttered softly. Seeing that the man was still making noise, Tang Yuan kicked him into the door.
Not only are there no restrictions, there are no agencies?
After trying all possible mechanisms with the man, Tang Yuan was finally speechless at the level of Master Qiankun.
“If you stay with monsters for a long time, your brain will become bad.”
The little fox protested.
With one sword strike, this red-eyed remnant of a man who had eaten was killed, and Tang Yuan began his happy time.
If it were Tang Yuan in his previous life, just taking a look at this collection of Master Qiankun would be considered a loss.
But for him now, these things are just right.
Tang Yuan found the big ginseng plant at a glance. Surrounded by many demonic auras, that wisp of spiritual medicinal aura was conspicuous and precious.
It is a pity that this medicinal ginseng has been soaked by the surrounding blood and has lost a trace of its essence. If it is left for a few more years, I am afraid it will turn into a weird blood ginseng that sucks sperm and blood.
Tang Yuan picked it out first, and then found several herbs such as Ganoderma lucidum and Polygonatum japonica. Although they were not old, they were also nourishing.
Looking at the two shelves on the main seat, they were obviously collected by Master Qiankun as if they were treasures.
The first one is a half-made cloth flag that is haunted by ghosts. If it is completely refined, it should be able to reach the magic weapon level.
But looking at the refining technique and the engraved restrictions, it is just a demon-style ghost flag, just like the peach wood sword of a Taoist disciple. It is not an exaggeration to say that it can be made by human hands.
Thanks to Master Qiankun’s name, Netherworld Soul Refining Banner, those who didn’t know thought it was the spiritual treasure of Jiuyou Dao.
Tang Yuan thought about it and put the small flag away, walking in the northern border. If he had this flag, he could pretend to be a demon cultivator, which would be convenient.
Looking at the second shelf, there was a bottle of Blood Pill. Blood Pill and Ghost Pill are the two most commonly taken pills by demonic monks. They can be used to restore mana and polish their cultivation.
But now there are almost only two origins of the Blood Soul Pill and Ghost Soul Pill circulating in northern Xinjiang, the Blood Sea Dao and the Nine Nether Dao. These two groups hold the right to refine and distribute them. If there are pills on the market that are not produced by these two groups, they will be thoroughly investigated. Anyone or sects who dare to imitate will die miserably.
In addition to bartering, transactions in magic cultivation can often be settled with these two elixirs.
There are more than thirty pills in the bottle, one of which can meet the needs of a Qi Refining monk for dozens of days of practice.
Tang Yuan picked up some iron mother, fine gold, black iron and other materials, and combined with the star pattern black iron, he might be able to make a flying sword.
After the search, Tang Yuan followed the front hall to the outside of the cave and saw that the open-air courtyard was filled with corpses.
All kinds of monsters, good or bad. Tang Yuan felt as if he had arrived at an animal conference.
At this time, Fan Yang walked in with trembling legs. The tragic sight of the demons who had just died of pain had frightened him so much that he could not speak.
He originally thought that his master's methods of torturing people were very cruel, but compared with the methods of this demon senior, they were as different as clouds and mud.
The monsters were so painful that they even opened up their stomachs and tore the stomach and intestines with force, as if doing so would alleviate the pain.
Tang Yuan saw him and said, "Did your master still keep living people in captivity? In addition to the human gifts presented by these demons and ghosts, if they can be properly placed, I can let you go." "
Fan Yang hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank him. He had already prepared that the old devil would kill people and silence him, but he didn't expect that he would still have a way to survive.
"I have been practicing here for the past few days, don't try to take advantage of it." Tang Yuan said calmly.
"The villain does not dare, the villain does not dare."
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Tang Yuan meditated for three days at the spiritual spring, and the old ginseng tree entered his belly. Although there was not much spiritual energy in the spring, it was just right for warming the body.
At noon that day, the sun was shining across the sky, but there was a rare hint of the noon sky.
Tiangang spiritual energy was introduced into Tang Yuan's body, and the last missing corner of Daoji has been completed.
Tang Yuan sang: "Most people are born with the Qi of the Nine Heavens, which is regarded as the soul of the twins. As for the internal organs, the seven orifices and eight scenes, and the thirty-six thousand gods, they are all fused and born... …”
The accumulated turbidity and impurities are being expelled bit by bit, thinking that the whole body is clear and comfortable, a mysterious abnormality, and the clear and elegant changes occur naturally.
Tang Yuan's body is returning from acquired nature to innate nature, as if he has returned to when he was a baby. The breath of vitality he breathed in when he was born is the most pure and pure.
The foundation building is complete!
The Taoist method that Tang Yuan practiced when he entered Taoism in this life is called "Dongxuan Lingbao Enlightenment True Yin and Yang Gongqi". It is one of the natal classics of Lingbao Tao. The Taoist foundation created in this way also has a name. , called the yin and yang Tao body, is also the top Tao foundation of the Tao sect.
Building the foundation, refining the Qi, communicating with the Mysterious, and developing the Dharma, these are the four major levels at the beginning of practice.
The successful foundation building means that Tang Yuan is now on the road again.
He looked up at the sky and muttered in a low voice: "If you understand the past, you will not be warned, and you will be able to pursue those who are coming. In fact, you are not far off when you are lost, and you realize that what you are doing now is not what you were yesterday."
"In this great age of cultivation, I am back!"
(End of this chapter)