Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

Chapter 319: Buddhist practice! Demonic cultivator! The fate is over! (Please subscribe,

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, there was a chance that they would have nothing to do with each other almost two hundred years ago.

It’s not that Yan Meng is ungrateful and ungrateful, it’s that her ancestors have no spiritual roots and are not cultivators. They turned into dust and dirt in a few decades. She has 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 mandrill not far away warily. Although for some reason, after Li Feiyu appeared, the woman who made her feel extremely resistant seemed a little quiet, but she knew clearly that according to what the mandrill had just done, On the surface, it is very likely that he is an old Nascent Soul monster who has 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, he is only in the late stage of core formation at most, and at most he is at his peak.

Even though he is already someone she needs to look up to when practicing her Qi, he is definitely not the opponent in front of her who is likely to be the Yuanying old monster.

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 again here, so she reminded her.

It’s just that she didn’t understand at all that if the corpse 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 who made her extremely afraid suddenly stood up from the stone platform with a strong hand. stand up.

It was at this moment that 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, sitting there with a somewhat twisted cross. .

There is no trace of flesh and blood on these two legs except for dry skin, 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 legs. 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 for a while, Yan Mengyou put away the mountain shuttle again, walked to Li Feiyu, bowed respectfully and said: "Junior Yan Mengyou, I have met my benefactor!

This was the first time Li Feiyu looked at Yan Mengyou carefully and activated his golden finger.

  【Yan Mengyou】

 【Level】:Seventh level of Qi refining

 【Spiritual Root】Water, Fire, and Metal

  【Age】;Nineteen

  【Shouyuan】:seventy-two

 …

It was unremarkable, Li Feiyu just glanced at it casually, and then turned his attention to the corpse mandrill.

  【Feng Heng】

  【Level】:Middle Nascent Soul (Seal)

      :wood, corpse mandrill

 【Age】: nine hundred and forty-three

    : Three thousand four hundred and sixty-five

 【Supernatural Power】: Corpse Soul Locking, Demon Subduing Seal

 【Gong method】: Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma, Blood Hell and Heavenly Corpse Jue

 …

Li Feiyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw 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 corpse left behind by the Nascent Soul monk who has a wood or earth attribute.

But this lifespan makes Li Feiyu confused. If you are a monk, the Nascent Soul monks in the human world only have a lifespan of thousands of years. If you are a zombie, there should be no lifespan 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 corpse mandrill's magical powers and techniques. The Lotus Sutra and Demon Subduing Seal sound like they are all Buddhist systems, but this corpse mandrill has also practiced the Blood Hell Heavenly Corpse Art. Magical skills.

etc…

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.

I originally planned to take the spirit fox and leave. After all, this mandrill didn't have much role in my memory. After being turned into a puppet by Xiao Han, it was destroyed not long after, and the subsequent highlights were only because of Xiao Han's second Nascent Soul. He was severely injured in Falling Demon Valley and left his body, and even gained self-awareness.

Then Yuanying ran to the Devil's Falling Valley and found the corpse mandrill. He took possession of the corpse, practiced Xuanyin Dharma, and wanted to kill Han Li and become his true form.

The mandrill has not appeared since then, but now it seems that Li Feiyu feels that the 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.

In any case, Li Feiyu didn't remember that after Han Li refined the corpse mandrill into the Tianjue 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.

 “My benefactor, she…”

Li Feiyu didn't reply for a long time. Yan Mengyou noticed that the corpse mandrill had struggled to climb down from the stone platform with his one arm, and his heart tightened again.

Unexpectedly, Li Feiyu didn't seem 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's cultivation was low, and he didn't know what the 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.

“My 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 said quickly: "My dear friend, you may have forgotten that you saved the lives of my elders more than a hundred years ago. If you dare to forget your kindness, you should copy your benefactor’s heroic appearance and worship it every day to express your gratitude!”

As soon as these words came out, Li Feiyu immediately laughed. 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 offered incense to me?”

Yan Mengyou was even ready to curse at this time. How long had it been since he 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)

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