The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting with Gu Refining

Liu Feng, the demonic body, stared away. He had never seen the auras and circulation trajectories in the bodies of the three incomplete medicine men under his full field of vision.

"It was originally above the ninth level, but now it is the eighth level...it's so mutilated and you're still not dead?"

"These three medicine men must be related to the thing on the fifteenth floor underground of the insect nest."

When he took a closer look, he saw three mutilated medicine men surrounding the blood rain, killing them all, and no one who was hit by the eight realms survived.

Afterimages came around, and there were twelve Shi family demon cultivators who came over alive, eight people missing.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, how are you?" The Shi family faced a three-eyed clan elder who was in the early stage of the eighth realm. The king-blood demon cultivator was not so afraid of the three incomplete medicine men, but he was afraid of accidents.

Liu Feng, the demon body, said in a deep voice: "It's best to leave first. Besides, it's best not to directly refine the flesh and blood of the old demon into the body."

More than ten demon cultivators from the Shi family nodded, and the elder of the Three-Eyed Clan waved for the magic treasure chariot.

A group of people landed on the front of the car, with only a white toad remaining behind the wheel. The half-demon with Mirage bloodline was nowhere to be seen, and the people of the Shi family were too lazy to care about a bastard.

"Master, Qiao Bei escaped." Zhu Mingye reported with his mouth wide open.

Liu Feng, the demon body, snorted coldly, glanced sideways at a certain location on the ground, and ignored it.

While the other monks were still trying to steal away the flesh and blood, the magic treasure chariot flew through the air and escaped thousands of miles away from the moonlight.

The first person to escape like them was the woman in the Salo tree.

They were less than a hundred miles away when a cloud of insects surged out from the direction of the insect nest, and a large black crow spread out for hundreds of miles to the left and right, like a swarm of Gus pouring out of the insect nest.

Above the Gu group, a thousand Gu masters stood like puppets.

Wherever the thousand Gu Masters passed, the blue moon in the sky cast rich moonlight. The thousand foreign Gu Masters, who originally had only slight signs of transforming into Gu, quickly transformed into half-Gu bodies.

The insect cloud flew to the place where Patriarch Bai Ze died, and the rich moonlight immediately covered the place.

The three incomplete medicine men were standing in the air under the moonlight. The aura on their bodies rose up, approaching the perfection of the Eighth Realm, and they had the posture of entering the Ninth Realm.

As a result, no outsider within thirty miles would dare to stay.

Thousands of Gu Masters followed the Gu swarm to the ground, involuntarily swallowing flesh and blood everywhere.

Among the many figures, Yuan Caihe's black hair was all gone, and a layer of insect beetles grew on her scalp. She looked at the woman not far away with a dull expression.

Niu Yun was also stuffing it into his mouth, and the tears dripping from the corners of his eyes fell on the insect shell on his face, sliding down diagonally to both sides.

In addition to transforming into poisons, flesh bugs came in and out of their bodies, and half of the flesh and blood in their bodies was replaced.

The two women had little knowledge, but they could guess that they had now become the Gu Immortal's puppets, just like the bottles and jars used to raise the Gu.

I didn't expect Ancestor Bai Ze to be able to separate some of their flesh and blood into the bodies of a thousand puppets. If the insect nest was destroyed, they could disperse and escape with the flesh insects.

"Niu Yun, we are still sane." Under the moonlight, Yuan Caihe's demon body was also turning into poison, and an ugly smile appeared on his unrecognizable face.

In the past, she was a pure Gu master, but then she was unfortunately incubated with a demon and turned into a demon, and now she was forcibly transformed into a Gu.

The true spirit merged with the demon, and his body was half demon and half insect. After all, he was an ant and had to live an ignoble life. Under such a situation, Yuan Caihe still didn't want to die.

Niu Yun's eyes were empty, staring blankly at the mountain col several miles away. She found that her eyesight was much stronger.

In her field of vision, there were many monks hidden in that mountain col. Among them, the half-demon woman looked familiar to her. They were the little half-demon who followed Liu Feng in the past.

"Better than my life." Niu Yun murmured, burying her head and continuing to eat the old demon's flesh and blood on the ground.

Six miles away, inside the mountain col.

Seeing all the Gu teachers and students swallowing flesh and blood from a distance, the more than twenty monks hiding here felt chills in their hearts.

Among them, half of the demonic women glanced casually for a few times, then turned and left. She did not notice the poor woman looking at her.

Halfway through the flight, the woman's red lips spread wide and she spat out a piece of bone and flesh as big as a millstone. She smashed it into her mouth several times and wanted to swallow it, but she was a little afraid.

"You can't eat this thing randomly! But at least it comes from the old demon of the Nine Realms. When you see Liu Feng, you can use it to seek refuge with him."

The half-demon woman rolled her flesh and blood into the holding ring, finally looked at the magic treasure chariot that was going away, and chose a direction away from the demon head to leave.

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Underneath a canyon near the sea, black mist shrouded the black land for thousands of miles.

At this time, in the space of the thirty-sixth floor broken tower.

Liu Feng's feet had a spine ten feet long, and two bone claws opened a path under him.

Flying all the way down to the thirteenth floor, each floor is nearly ten miles high. There are spiritual fields, temples, and Buddha statues inside, just like a place for Buddhist practice.

But what he saw in front of him was mostly broken walls and ruins. The space inside the entire pagoda was filled with cracks in the void and could collapse at any time.

Even so, there are still some elixirs in the spiritual field, all of which are rare varieties in the world.

Liu Feng looked at a spiritual field eight miles away, where dozens of figures collided. Two royal blood clans were leading people to besiege a young monk.

"Zhongli's family and Gongyang's family, it seems that these two families have been here for a while, and their bodies are full of medicinal energy. I am afraid they have received a lot of good medicine."

He had no intention of fighting for it, and he would not help the young monk. He saw that the pagoda artifact was in urgent need at the moment.

He has more important things than the elixir, the possible existence of Buddhist treasures and Buddhist techniques.

The pagoda left his clone, and protecting his clone was one of them. The key should be to see his true body, and he also wanted to know his past life from the pagoda weapon spirit.

When Liu Feng was about to reach the lower level along the corridor, the young monk also spotted Liu Feng in the spiritual field in the distance.

"Chandu, Buddha is under siege, why don't you come over to help?"

Eight miles away, the loud bangs of waves of Lingbao could be heard, and the willow breeze still seemed unheard.

Tanquan didn't need him to save him, but if Elder Chekong and others who came in first were in danger, he wouldn't mind helping.

"Elder Chekong must have gone to the upper level."

Avoiding the cracks in the void along the way, Liu Feng thought that Su Mu had escaped to the upper level. The bones of her ancestors had been consumed in her body, and the eighth-level evil spirits had also been swallowed up. If she encountered her again, she would definitely refine her bloodline.

"When my bloodline changes to a heavenly level, the power of my bloodline's magical power and magnetism will change."

Another stick of incense passed by, avoiding the crack in the void blocking the way, which delayed a lot of time.

After going down seventeen floors, when he was about to fall to the eighteenth floor, a Nine Palaces Bagua array in front of the corridor blocked his way.

The array disk is a seventh-grade perfect spiritual treasure. When it rotates, it drives the movement of the large array, and it is guarded here for Zhongli's family. In the corridor under the array, a pool of scarlet blood was particularly eye-catching.

In the shared clone's memory, when the clone came down, it was chased by Zhongli's people and was seriously injured.

He left the formation plate to block it. It seemed that he only knew that there was a restriction here. He didn't know that it was the last floor of the Broken Tower below, and he didn't know that his clone had seen the weapon spirit.

"The people of the Zhongli clan have completely hated me for the incident with Xumihai." Liu Feng sneered and guided Jing En with his spiritual consciousness.

The two golden wheels on the giant claws of white bones whirled around, carrying the Buddha's power and hitting the array.

With a "click", a crack burst out in the middle of the formation disk, turning into spiritual light and fleeing, and was caught in the palm of a giant claw.

"I just need some good materials to practice the Shura Umbrella."

Putting away the broken spirit treasure, he took the next step and squeezed into the invisible barrier without any hindrance.

The scene in front of him changed, but before he could see it clearly, the old voice sounded faintly.

"The poor monk has met the Golden Saint."

Liu Feng's face twitched fiercely. In his sight, most of the space collapsed. In the center, twelve golden pillars suppressed an aging Bai Ze, who was the demon cultivator clone of Demon Lord Bai Ze.

There were two people sitting next to the golden pillar. Apart from his clone, another figure was an old monk transformed by the spirit of the weapon.

When the clone came, he didn't feel that the old monk was very polite, and didn't say much. When the main body arrived, the weapon spirit saw Liu Feng's face, and it seemed that his identity was truly confirmed.

"What is the identity of Venerable Jin Sheng? Which life is mine?" Liu Feng lowered his spine and asked directly.

He flew down in front of the twelve golden pillars, and Lao Baize, who was suppressed on the ground, fell into a deep sleep.

Moving his eyes, he saw that the golden floor tiles under his feet were the manifestation of Buddha's power, and the rows of collapsed Buddhist temples not far away were real objects.

Liu Feng sat down next to the clone and looked at the old monk three feet away.

The old monk pondered for a moment. He came from a section of the pagoda itself, so his memory is incomplete, but his respect for the Golden Saint will never be forgotten.

He recalled a little and spoke slowly: "Venerable Jin Sheng was born as a Taoist cultivator, and his Taoist name was Lingjizi in the past."

"Your Majesty will be my Buddhist Buddha for the rest of his life, and the audience will be incense-filled. The number of temples he can build is only 300,000."

"Which life, the poor monk doesn't know."

Liu Feng's face was sullen, and he couldn't calm down in his heart. Among his first six lives, he became a Buddha in one of his previous lives. According to the meaning of this spirit's words, he was not an ordinary Buddha, and he ended up dead.

He didn't know how the immortals and Buddhas in the virtual world fought, but he learned from the Taoist monk Lingjizi that the "master" was in a bad situation now.

"How did Lord Jin Sheng die?" Liu Feng sighed and then asked.

The old monk recalled a little more. His true body was a Buddhist treasure from the Holy Orchid Buddha Mountain in Buddhism, and there was only one true Buddha in the sect. How could he know how the venerable fell?

"The poor monk doesn't know that he has been separated from his true body and has been suppressed by the heaven and earth here for more than two thousand years. Many things cannot be remembered."

After saying this, the old monk boldly stared at the center of Liu Feng's brows, and there was a flicker of light emerging from within.

As both Buddha treasures, he could see that the damage to the Buddha lamp was far more severe than his, but it was more serious than him. However, he couldn't tell how much more.

"Fellow Taoist in the spiritual sea, can you show up and see me? I will exchange some lamp oil with you."

Liu Feng was thinking about his past and present lives, and his face became increasingly sad when he heard this.

He had long suspected that the Buddhist lamp in his spiritual sea had a spirit, and now it seemed that it really did, but he had never said a word to him, did not interfere with his practice, and would not interfere in the event of death.

In the space of the pagoda on the ground floor, which had mostly collapsed, there was silence, and three figures sat cross-legged for a long time.

The old monk's words spread, but there was no response for a long time.

Just when the pagoda weapon spirit was about to look away, a faint light bloomed from the center of Liu Feng's eyebrows, but still no Buddhist lantern came out of the spiritual sea.

Seeing this, the old monk put his hands together in a salute, said offended to Liu Feng, and then turned to the clone of Demon Lord Bai Ze suppressed by twelve golden pillars.

Liu Feng then turned around, and the light between his brows shone on the aging monster body, and saw nothing strange.

The next moment, the old monk Qi Ling muttered a Buddhist mantra, and among the twelve golden pillars, the one that restrained Bai Ze's eyebrows slowly moved away.

It turned out that the pagoda spirit wanted to exchange this old demon for lamp oil.

Almost at the same time as the golden pillar was moved away, Bai Ze, who was like a star cast in light, leaned out, but as soon as he moved out his small half spirit, he was incinerated by the Buddhist lamp.

Most of the remaining souls retracted instantly, and an angry voice filled with majesty resounded.

"Holy Orchid Buddha Mountain no longer exists, and most of the forty thousand Buddhist cultivators have been destroyed. I will go find your true form and kill all the remnants of Holy Orchid..."

Jin Zhu lowered his eyebrows again, and Old Baize's words ended, and the meaning of his words was obvious.

Liu Feng heard the secret and knew that Demon Lord Bai Ze had indeed become a Gu Immortal and had gone to the virtual world.

The old monk Qi Ling's face was as calm as ever. He pretended not to hear Demon Lord Bai Ze's threats and stretched out his hand to catch the wisp of lamp oil that flew out from Liu Feng's eyebrows.

Compared with the lamp oil exchanged by the Great Heavenly King of the Wheeling Sect, this ray is really not much. In other words, the power of this pagoda is now far less than that of the Heavenly King of the Wheeling Sect.

But even so, he must at least have the ability of the Ninth Realm, otherwise he would not be able to suppress the demon master Baize's clone. The reason why he did not deal with the monks who broke into the pagoda space was probably because he was unable to take out his hands to deal with it on weekdays.

"I need to deal with the Saluo Divine Embryo Immortality Seed in the Eighth Realm. I wonder if the Saluo Divine Embryo Seed has any weaknesses." Liu Feng took the opportunity to ask.

The old monk Qi Ling showed no signs of surprise. He seemed to know that Jin Sheng was a former Taoist companion, and he also knew that the woman was guarding in front of Jin Sheng's temple.

The old monk pressed the lamp oil into the ground, turned his hand and grabbed it, pulled out a tower base about a foot in size from the ground, and sent it to Liu Feng's body.

"The weak points of the Immortality Seeds are unknown to me. I only know that the nine Immortality Seeds are mutually reinforcing, killing each other, and attracting each other. You can use the other eight-grade Immortality Seeds as bait to lure her away."

"Sufficient vitality can also activate the instinct of immortality, but the venerable master does not need to bother so much. Holding this tower over will be enough to severely injure her and force her away."

Liu Feng took the tower base, thanked him with his hands, stood up with his clone, and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

If he delays for too long, his whereabouts will be spread out, which will inevitably attract various royal blood clans.

If he was blocked outside the pagoda and attacked, it would inevitably lead to another big trouble. When he was forced to have no choice, it would be difficult to save the last head of his golden body in his previous life.

"Your Majesty, please wait for a moment. The poor monk has obtained a ray of lamp oil. He can use some Buddhist power to cleanse some of the people who enter the pagoda, and by the way, he can collect some medicine for the Sixth Incarnation."

Liu Feng paused, his eyes flashing with joy.

He had killed many elders in Bai Ze's demon cultivator lineage, had no shortage of elixirs, and had blood lotus seeds to feed the gu. It was only a matter of time before he completed his fifth life and then attacked his sixth life.

But now, the old monk Qi Ling seems to have better medicine that can help him get out of this step in a short time.

"Buzzing..."

Under Liu Feng's gaze, the old monk flicked his hand, and the Buddha's power manifested into a golden mirror about ten feet long. The thirty-six-story broken tower space in the mirror appeared one by one.

The picture in the mirror flashed, and different spiritual fields appeared. Most of the spiritual medicines in the spiritual fields had been picked, and even the spiritual soil in the ground had been dug up.

"Su Mu has left the pagoda! Elder Chekong is still there." Liu Feng did not see the fox demon in the mirror.

The scene suddenly paused on a spiritual field, where poisonous elixirs were planted.

The old monk raised his finger and drew a circle on the screen, and the seven figures approaching the spiritual field in the mirror were all crushed into bloody mud by the Buddha's power.