Chapter 319 Buddhist practice! Demonic cultivator! The fate is over! (Please subscribe, please vote!)
“It’s him!”
Yan Mengyou looked at Li Feiyu in shock. This appearance and temperament were exactly the same as the portraits she had seen in her clan. .
She once asked the person who painted the portrait, and the elder just told him that the person in the painting was a foundation-building monk who saved the ancestors of the Yan family more than a hundred years ago and painted this portrait to commemorate him.
Yan Mengyou didn’t pay much attention to that painting at first. After all, they had a romantic relationship almost two hundred years ago, and there is a high probability that they will never have anything to do with it in the future.
It wasn't that Yan Meng was ungrateful and ungrateful, but that her ancestors had no spiritual roots and were not cultivators. They turned into dust and dust in a few decades. She had never seen her ancestors, let alone their saviors.
But when he saw the characters in the painting, he was inevitably surprised, but soon Yan Mengyou's expression changed again. He struggled to gather the last bit of mana, took out the magic weapon to open the mountain shuttle, and shouted to Li Feiyu : "Benefactor, leave quickly. This is a dangerous place, and that witch is not a kind person!"
While speaking, Yan Mengyou also glanced at the zombie not far away warily, although she didn't know why. , after Li Feiyu appeared, the woman who made her feel extremely resistant seemed a little quiet, but she knew that based on the various appearances of the corpse just now, it was very likely that he was an old Nascent Soul monster who had been sealed for many years!
As for my benefactor, although he is extraordinary, he was in the late stage of foundation establishment two hundred years ago. Now, at most, he is in the late stage of core formation, and at most, he is at his peak.
Although she is already someone she needs to look up to when practicing her Qi, she is definitely not the opponent in front of her who is probably the old monster of Nascent Soul.
Yan Mengyou didn't want to see her great benefactor who had been kind to her family more than a hundred years ago and had just saved her life here again, so she reminded her.
It’s just that she didn’t understand at all that if the mandrill was an old monster of Nascent Soul and could still attack, how could she have a chance to escape!
Yan Mengyou jumped on the mountain shuttle and looked anxiously at Li Feiyu who was motionless. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the temptress that made her extremely afraid, suddenly holding up a hand and pulling out of the stone. He stood up on the stage.
At this moment, Yan Mengyou was surprised to see that under the skirt of the naturally charming temptress, there were two skinny legs, only as thick as a baby's arms, which were a little twisted. The cross is sitting there.
On these two legs, except for the dry skin, there was no trace of flesh and blood, making them look ferocious and terrifying.
What just made Yan Mengyou's expression change was that these two legs, which were already useless at first glance, were still wrapped with several thin silver-white crystal chains. One end passed directly through the bones, and the other was buried deep in the body. Under the stone platform.
At this moment, Yan Mengyou seemed to have figured out why this temptress, who was obviously very highly cultivated, still used treasures to seduce the younger ones. It turned out that she was sealed here.
After thinking about it, Yan Mengyou put away the mountain shuttle again, walked to Li Feiyu, and said respectfully: "Junior Yan Mengyou has met my benefactor!
Li Feiyu is here This was the first time he looked at Yan Mengyou carefully, and activated the golden finger
[Yan Mengyou]
[Level]: Seventh Level of Qi Refining
[Spiritual Root] Water, Fire and Gold
[Age]; Nineteen
[Lifespan]: Seventy-two
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It was unremarkable, and Li Feiyu just glanced at it casually, and then turned his attention to the corpse mandrill.
[Feng Heng]
[Level]: Middle Nascent Soul (Seal)
[Spiritual Root]: Wood, Mandrill
[Age] :Nine hundred and forty-three
[Lifespan]: three thousand four hundred and sixty-five
[Supernatural Powers]: Corpse Soul Locking, Demon Subduing Seal
[Exercise Techniques]: Wonderful Lotus Sutra, Blood Hell Heavenly Corpse Art
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...Li Feiyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This was the first time he had seen such an interesting attribute panel.
In terms of strength, the mid-stage Nascent Soul also meets the conditions for the birth of a corpse mandrill, that is, it must be born from the body left behind by the Nascent Soul monk's incarnation with the heavenly spirit root of wood or earth.
But this life span makes Li Feiyu confused. If you are a monk, the Nascent Soul monks in the human world only have a life span of thousands of years. If you are a zombie, there should be no life limit.
Why is it that although this mandrill has exceeded the lifespan limit of human monks, it cannot be immortal and reincarnation like a zombie?
What makes Li Feiyu even more interesting is this mandrill’s magical powers and techniques. The Lotus Sutra and the Demon Subduing Seal sound like Buddhist systems, but this mandrill also practices the Blood Prison. This kind of magic technique is called Tianzhi Jue.
Wait...
Li Feiyu suddenly felt that the name "Blood Hell Heavenly Corpse Art" seemed familiar. He couldn't help but smile, and suddenly changed his mind.
Originally, I planned to take the spirit fox and leave. After all, this mandrill had little role in my memory. After being made into a puppet by Xiao Han, it was destroyed not long after, and the subsequent highlights were only because of Xiao Han. Han's second Nascent Soul was severely injured in Falling Demon Valley and left his body, and even gained self-awareness.
Then Nascent Soul went to Fallen Demon Valley to find the Mandrill, took possession of the body, practiced Xuanyin Dharma, and wanted to kill Han Li and become his true form.
The mandrill never appeared again after that, but now it seems that Li Feiyu feels that this mandrill may not be that simple.
The conditions for the birth of a mandrill are extremely harsh. Whether it is born naturally or intentionally, there is no reason for it to be locked up and ignored.
Anyway, in his memory, Li Feiyu didn't remember that after Han Li refined the corpse mandrill into the Tian Jue Demon Corpse, someone came to trouble him.
Li Feiyu made some guesses based on this data panel, but he was not sure yet and needed to test it again.
"Benefactor, she..."
Li Feiyu didn't reply for a long time, and Yan Mengyou noticed that the corpse mandrill had already used his one arm to struggle from the stone platform. Climbing down, my heart felt tight again.
Unexpectedly, Li Feiyu seemed not to notice the strange movement of the corpse mandrill at all. Instead, he lowered his head and smiled at Yan Mengyou: "Do you know me?"
A faint fluorescent light suddenly emitted from the body of the corpse mandrill, and the black air was thick in the breath. The evil spirit of the corpse burst out, but it condensed around the body. Yan Mengyou had a low cultivation level. He didn't know what this corpse mandrill was going to do. He only thought that He was about to perform some earth-shattering magic, and his heart tightened even more.
"Benefactor, let's leave quickly!"
Li Feiyu didn't say anything, but still looked at her with questioning eyes. Yan Mengyou became even more anxious, and then said quickly : "My benefactor, you may have forgotten that you saved the lives of my elders more than a hundred years ago. The elders in my family dare not forget their kindness, so they copy the heroic appearance of my benefactor and worship it every day to express their gratitude!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Feiyu laughed immediately. He also didn't expect that there would be people who would offer incense to him. It's a pity that this is a mortal world and there is no belief in Shinto...
"Then you also offer incense to me. Too fragrant? ”
But Yan Mengyou was even ready to curse at this time. How long had it been since she was here to care about such a completely irrelevant thing.
At this moment, the evil spirit of the corpse mandrill had reached its peak!
(End of this chapter)