The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting with Gu Refining

Looking at the cloth bag handed out by Qin Xian'er, and then looking at the expression on this woman's face, there were two dull expressions within three breaths, as if a magic weapon had failed.

"The remnant soul is imprisoned in the magic weapon formation, and its spirituality is weakened. Even if it can be forcibly separated, there is probably no possibility of changing its body again."

Liu Feng thought about it, Qin Xian'er had long since separated from the Taoist immortal who refined her, and had been weakening here year after year. If this remaining soul continued to be consumed, it would inevitably disappear one day.

He took a step forward and came to Qin Xian'er. While taking the bag, when the woman was frightened and wanted to retreat, Liu Feng placed a hand on her face.

Five black streams came out of the flesh and blood of the palm, each stream was filled with thousands of Gu insects, carrying the power of spiritual elixir, and invaded along Qin Xian'er's eyes, mouth, ears and nose.

Zhou Wantong was a Gu Master, and he smelled the fragrance of the medicine keenly. He knew it was a good medicine, but it was really a waste for Liu Zhusheng to feed it to a strange woman.

Just when she was about to howl for medicine, she noticed the energy fluctuations on her left and right sides, and her body suddenly retreated.

Two residual shadows came towards her, so fast that she couldn't see them clearly. There was no doubt that the seventh-level monk had taken action, and he was hiding nearby. Fortunately, the target was not her, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to hide at all.

"Junior Brother Liu..."

Before Zhou Wan could finish the reminder, Liu Feng's body was filled with Buddhist power, and the Arhat's golden body, which had shrunk to about ten feet, appeared. His palms blurred, and the seals, Zen fingers, and forbidden methods of the "Tuosheng Sutra" were blasted out one after another.

"Crack, click!" There were two cracking sounds, and the two demon-subduing pestles that were shot broke apart.

The golden light whizzed away sixty feet to the left and right, turning the village roads into dust.

The monk hiding nearby with the help of Lingbao couldn't escape Liu Feng's eyes. When he came over, he had already discovered that it was just because the other party didn't take action and he didn't point it out.

Of course you wouldn't be polite if you attack him now.

Sixty feet away on the left and right sides, two Buddhist cultivators wearing black cassocks and hanging Buddha flags on their heads were forced out. Without saying a word, the two black Arhats spread their Buddhist statues, and the Buddha's treasure, Buddha's fire, and seals were used at the same time.

"Buzzing..."

The Dharma attack, although suppressed by the restrictions here, was not as powerful as the seven realms fighting in the big world, sweeping across several miles, but the surrounding area was still razed to the ground.

The houses and village roads collapsed into rubble, and the nearby monks retreated five hundred feet away. When they saw the two monks in black cassocks, they recognized their origins.

"The Demonic Monk of Prajna Zen Temple!"

"It has been rumored for a long time that there is a powerful force behind this crazy woman, and it turns out to be true."

"The people who have landed on this island have reached the highest cultivation level of the Seven Realms. They are the ones who have perfected the roots of the Seven Buddhas. I am afraid that this fellow Taoist who has just arrived will have a hard time surviving."

The surrounding monks originally thought that Liu Feng, who was in the middle stage of Seven Buddha Roots, would definitely be defeated by two Perfect Seven Buddha Roots.

However, before they could say a word, the Dharma of the two monks on the left and the right was destroyed, the Buddha flags and Dharma images were blasted again, and the two monks were knocked upside down in the midst of lightning and flint.

Before they flew half a foot away, invisible spiritual power surged in the air and turned into dozens of magical swords, pinning the two of them to the ground.

When the roots of the Seven Buddhas were perfected, the body was penetrated in dozens of places, and the bones were nailed, which would not cause death. However, the two monks were shocked to find that each sword was nailed to the key point for the operation of their Buddha power, and they were unable to move for a while.

Seeing Liu Feng take down the two monks and hiding far away, Zhou Wan just wanted to approach, but the ground behind Liu Feng Faxiang broke open one after another.

"Jingle Bell……"

Four demonized monks covered in scales rushed out, the Buddha bell around his waist vibrated, and the sound of the Buddha disturbed people's minds. At the same time, the demonic body came close to him, and thousands of seals pressed against Liu Feng's vitals.

They started quickly, but Liu Feng started even faster, and ignored the sound of the Buddha's bell.

The power of the Buddha on the back of the golden dharma image is rolling wildly, and its power is stronger than that of the Tuosheng Sutra.

"Bang bang bang..."

At close range, all the seals of the four monks were scattered, and their bodies were pushed back like broken sacks.

Over a hundred sword lights flashed through, and four demonized humanoid figures were nailed to the ground.

Six Seven Buddha Roots were beaten until they were half dead and unable to move. The onlookers who came to watch were all shocked.

He dared to attack the demon monk of Prajna Zen Temple, but he still had the strength to crush six of his peers.

Under the even more surprised gazes of others, Liu Feng did not give up. Following the two methods of Buddhism and spiritual visualization, the Dharma form was surrounded by thunder and fire.

"Pengpeng...kaka..."

The two Gu techniques blasted straight into the ground. In the next moment, the ground was filled with blue and crimson colors, and thunder flashed in the waves of gilded fire.

The soil dozens of feet deep collapsed, burned, and turned into dark red crystals, and four more monks were forced out of their bodies.

Without giving these four people a chance to show up, the Dharma Buddha's power expanded, his arms surged and penetrated into the ground, and the four rays of divine nirvana were shot out.

Accompanied by four lingering groans, the four monks who had broken away the body-protecting demonic gauntlets were caught in the palms of the Dharma Prime Minister's big hands.

At the next glance, the ten Seven Buddhas who had been restrained one after another flew in front of the handsome black-haired young man involuntarily, and their blood spread instantly.

"Puff, puff..."

The spiritual power manifested into ten pairs of curved hooks, which grabbed the bones of ten monks and tried to peel off the Buddha's bones alive.

Everyone watching was frightened and retreated violently in shock, especially the Buddhist cultivators who felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The monks who can come to this island have realms ranging from the fifth to the seventh realm, and the strongest one is the seventh realm, and this man has won ten seven Buddha root perfections in front of their eyes.

Seeing this, they also woke up. This was definitely a fierce man. In the big world, he must be the inheritor of a major force in any continent.

Cultivating the three paths at the same time, his skills are powerful and he uses every move to attack the enemy first, leaving no chance for anyone to resist.

In these seven realms, if you want to kill people, you can just walk sideways on this island, and the Buddha's bones will be stripped off.

Until this moment, this man had never moved even half a step, and not even a single blade of grass was damaged within a foot of the unconscious Qin Xian'er in front of him.

Zhou Wan, who had retreated to a distance, saw it with his own eyes and was so shocked by Liu Feng's swift and cruel methods that he shrank his neck.

She was noisy behind Liu Feng, but she almost forgot that Liu Feng had a reputation for being evil and had long been an old devil at the gates of all the major sects in Qingming Continent.

Just when everyone thought that the ten demon monks were going to die tragically, Liu Feng put away his spiritual power and did not continue to skin the Buddha's bones alive. He only took away the elixir from the magic treasures received by the ten monks.

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and in his ears were the voices of ten monks begging for mercy.

"Master, have mercy! We are just testing."

"With such a face, and knowing the Wheel of the Samurai Sutra, there is no doubt that Taoist friend is the reincarnation of the founder of our temple."

"We have no bad intentions towards Qin Xian'er, but we are protecting her secretly under the orders of the abbot."

The ten demon monks from the Prajna Zen Temple were covered in blood, with half of their spines torn out. It was too horrible to see. They all looked at Liu Feng in awe.

"Testing?" Liu Feng snorted in his heart.

He didn't believe the temptation, but the fact that these people called him the ancestor made him believe it.

Not paying attention to the ten cripples hanging in front of him, Liu Feng looked at Qin Xian'er again. The Gu insect entered the body with the power of the medicine. The seventh-grade elixir was of no use to Qin Xian'er's remaining soul.

Unless there is a big accident, this woman will be destined to perish on this Dongxu Island.

He didn't know how Qin Xian'er got to Dongxu Island and how many years he had been living here, but based on what the Buddhist cultivator in Prajna Zen Temple said now, he had some speculations.

He had been here in his previous life, at least as a clone, and was familiar with Qin Xian'er. He left behind the inheritance of Prajna Zen Temple and ordered to protect this girl from generation to generation.

As for whether the current Buddhist cultivators in Prajna Zen Temple adhere to the last words of their ancestors, he doesn't know whether they are protecting Qin Xian'er or monitoring her. He is more suspicious of the latter.

Because the so-called tests just now were all sneak attacks, with deadly moves.

"If it were not profitable, it would be difficult for future generations to stick to the ancestor's last words... Let's first listen to what they say and ask them which life my ancestor was!"

The willow wind Buddha power spread out, picked up Qin Xian'er and the ten demon monks, and walked back to the edge of the island.

Wherever he passed, every house in the village closed its doors and windows, and formations were running inside the house.

Zhou Wan, who was following behind, had a strange look on her face. She knew that Old Demon Liu had not used all his strength, at least the cracks in the void that he had seen before had not appeared.

…

A few hours later, under the big tree at the edge of the South Island.

Liu Feng sat under the tree and looked at other islands. The ten demon monks behind him explained everything.

After hearing and understanding everything about his previous life, Liu Feng then asked: "According to what you said, the founder of Prajna Zen Temple was Venerable Juexin. Thirty-seven thousand years ago, his clone appeared in Dongxu with Qin Xian'er. Island, where did the last clone go?"

Among the ten demon monks, a middle-aged monk with yellow eyebrows responded: "We don't know about this matter. We only guess that something happened to the ancestor's body, and the clone wanted to return to the virtual world to deal with some things, and then never came back."

After saying this, the group of demon monks all glanced at Liu Feng. Thinking about it now, their ancestor must have died, and the clone would die when he returned to the virtual world.

According to the methods of the Immortals and Buddhas in the virtual world, there are many ways to wipe out all the spirituality of the opponent, leaving no trace of true spirits and Yin gods behind. How the Patriarch can still be reincarnated is beyond their ability to guess.

Liu Feng nodded and saw that the Buddhist cultivators in Prajna Zen Temple did not know much. Firstly, the person who came was not his previous life, and secondly, he would not tell outsiders about any major events or secrets.

"Venerable Juexin created his own "Prajna Demonic Sutra" and followed the same path as my demonic body."

"Thirty-seven thousand years ago, if we calculate the time, starting from following Master Tan Ye Buddha, it should not be my third life of practicing Buddhism, but the life before the fifth Jingyu, the fourth life, Venerable territory."

Now that he has reached this stage, he has some clues about his past life, but unfortunately they are all superficial things. Except for Jing Chen, Liu Feng only knows his name and some deeds.

The master's name is Tan Ye, he is the leader of a sect in the virtual world and the future Buddha in three lives. He has followed the master to practice Buddhism and is currently in his seventh life.

Pushing up one by one, the sixth generation Dharma name Jing Chen, whose real name is Fang Yu, has the root of nine Buddhas in half a step.

The fifth life is Demon Tiger, whose real name is Wu Yu, whose dharma name is Jingyu, and who has nine Buddha roots.

In the fourth life, the Dharma Name Awakening Heart, the realm of venerable beings above the true Buddha, became a demon cultivator.

In the third life, I don’t know how the original body was alive, and the clone seems to have become a chaotic clay statue of immortality, with unknown cultivation level.

In the second life, he was originally a Taoist cultivator, with the Taoist name Lingjizi. After being found by his master, he cultivated Buddhism and was named Jin Sheng.

When I met the Master in his first life, he had no clues and no idea what generation he was from.

Under the dim yellow light, Zhou Wan sat beside the tree blankly, staring blankly at Liu Feng's side face.

"What an old devil!" The short man muttered in his heart, never expecting that a desert like Dongxu Island would also have the footprints of Liu Feng's previous life.

In the long years, Old Demon Liu has been rebuilding life after life, walking through the big world, walking through the depths of the void, and has visited many places in the virtual world.

Judging from the fierce posture in this life, he will definitely be stronger than Jing Chen. Going to the virtual world is inevitable, but I don't know if he will be beaten to death.

At this time, Qin Xian'er, who had been left aside, woke up faintly, and what she saw was the demon monk handing a jade tube to Liu Feng.

"Ancestor, this is the "Prajna Demon Sutra" from Prajna Zen Temple. The method is somewhat similar to the "Lunpan Sutra". The ancestor can understand something." The middle-aged monk with yellow eyebrows explained.

Liu Feng took it casually and looked through it with his spiritual consciousness. He found that the technique only reached the seventh level. The subsequent ones need to be obtained from Prajna Zen Temple, which is on the island in the center.

"Dongxu Island is a small island of three thousand. The restrictions are strengthened from the outside to the inside. The outer areas are under the five realms, the middle is under the eight realms, and the center is above the eight realms. You cannot break in."

"In this case, we can't go to Prajna Temple for the time being. Even if the two heavenly kings arrive at Dongxu Island, we can't count on them."

His eyes fell on the third adjacent island on the lower left. Some members of the Bashe clan were on that island. They were also on the island in the middle. They were all under the Eighth Realm. He could go there and kill them all.

While he was thinking about it, the middle-aged monk with yellow eyebrows hesitated and said: "The one who teaches the Dharma and delivers the message to me in the temple is the first disciple, Brother Yuanming, who is also on the middle island. There are only forty islands not far away from here. The Patriarch You can go talk to Senior Brother Yuanming in detail."

"With the strength of the ancestor, it will be okay to take a detour through the island occupied by evil spirits as long as we don't break into the lair."

When Liu Feng heard this, he didn't want to rush over and ask more questions. He didn't trust Prajna Zen Temple. The truth of these people's words still needs to be considered.

Whether the purpose of guarding Qin Xian'er in Prajna Zen Temple was really to comply with the last words of the ancestor, or whether there was another purpose, he couldn't figure it out at the moment, because he couldn't see what other secrets Qin Xian'er had.

If there really is any secret, it's just about the skills. Most of them are in memory, but Qin Xian'er herself doesn't know it.

Liu Feng said in a deep voice: "My identity must not be revealed to the outside world. You and I are enemies. You will still protect Qin Xian'er on this island."

"Also, by the way, are there any suitable places for Gu masters to practice on the thousand islands in the middle of Dongxu Island? It would be better to be closer to this island."

The ten demon monks looked at each other, transmitting their spiritual consciousness to each other, and found that each of them didn't know much.

On weekdays, it is always dangerous to enter the evil island. They did not walk around on the middle island, and they were not very interested in Gu Dao.

After some transmission, the middle-aged monk with yellow eyebrows replied: "Those of us who are closer, we know of one place. To the north of Thirty-seven Islands, there used to be an ownerless insect nest. There were many rare and strange poisons in it. Now it has been destroyed by a pair of seven The brothers and sisters have perfect lives and possess powerful strength..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Feng waved his hand and motioned for the ten people to retreat with Qin Xian'er.

The middle-aged monk with yellow eyebrows nodded quickly, greeted the silent Qin Xian'er, and walked towards the west of the village. Halfway through, the ten people once again used Buddha flags to hide themselves.

On the village road, the figure in the green dress gradually faded away. She was obviously aware that someone was following her secretly, and did not look at where the ten monks disappeared, but walked to her house alone.

"It's a rare encounter and you just let her go like this? I can't say that this girl was your confidante in the previous life!" Zhou Wan looked at the lunatic girl going away and sighed in a pretentious manner.

Liu Feng glanced at the dwarf coldly, without explaining, and turned to the demon monk of the Ba Snake clan on the third island diagonally below, and stepped out of the edge of the island.

Zhou Aizi's eyes were sharp, his soldier Gu flapped his wings behind him, and he quickly led her to follow.

If Liu Feng left this sterile place, she didn't need to think too much. She could also imagine that she would definitely die here like the other monks.