The Path to Immortality

"Blood resentment leads to!"

Qu Xiangyuan resisted the pain that penetrated his bones and couldn't help but lose his voice.

It doesn’t matter if the opponent knows the soul-suppressing seal, why can he even know this kind of spell!

If it weren't for the fact that the Nascent Soul Technique that the other party majored in was as majestic as the sun rising across the sky, and was indeed the first-class Immortal Sect method in the world, he would have suspected that the other party was a powerful figure from the Illusion Demon Sect who came to eradicate him in disguise.

Qu Xiangyuan, who was well aware of the evil nature of this technique, desperately tried to use his remaining mana and energy to control the power of the Blood Grudge Seduction Curse while escaping.

If he were in his prime, it might not be difficult to suppress this spell with the help of the Seven Evils Demon Sutra. But in his current state, he is already helpless in the face of blood resentment.

Not to mention, the terrifying energy left in the wound by the Taixu Sword Talisman is still preventing the wound from healing, slowly and continuously consuming his vitality!

Seeing death approaching, Qu Xiangyuan's desire to survive overcame his dignity: "Fellow Taoist, please spare my life! Qu is willing to hand over all his belongings, and is also willing to tell all the secrets he knows about the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance and what he has learned. As long as my Taoist friends are willing to be noble and let me go..."

"Secrets of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance?"

Fang Ping sneered, not paying attention to what the demon cultivator said.

What's more, even if the other party really knows some secrets and has learned from Fuyunshanfang City, Fang Ping simply doesn't believe that the other party can fully tell the secrets he knows.

I'm afraid that just because I opened my mouth, I would have triggered some restrictions such as the Soul Confinement Technique, and my soul would have been wiped out directly!

Seeing that Fang Ping was unmoved, Qu Xiangyuan knew that he was doomed and had no chance of escaping, but he still took the gamble and gritted his teeth and activated the last secret technique he had developed.

The last among the eight magical magic techniques is [Nirvana Blood Technique]!

The next moment, all the essence, blood, mana, soul power, and even a large amount of vitality and longevity in his body were extracted by this overbearing spell and turned into an unusually strong bloody cocoon, wrapping Qu Xiangyuan in it.

Once this technique is performed, one will directly enter a state of dying, losing all perception of the outside world, and can only hold on to one's last breath.

After paying such a heavy price, what was gained was unparalleled defense.

At the same time, if there are demon cultivators practicing magic arts or specific spells within a hundred miles nearby, they can vaguely sense the call of the Nirvana Blood Technique and rush to rescue.

Of course, if you are trapped in a tight siege, or there are no fellow monks within a hundred miles, there is nothing you can do. No matter how strong this blood cocoon is, if it is slowly consumed, it will eventually die!

Almost at the moment when the Nirvana Blood Technique was activated, the blood resentment that was originally entangled like gangrene in the bones was forcibly expelled by the blood cocoon.

After a breath, nine rays of blazing sun light were the first to catch up, turning into a killing array of black light and slamming into the blood cocoon.

Even with such a violent attack, which violently shook the blood cocoon, it still failed to break its defense, only dimming the blood light.

"What kind of secret technique is this?"

Looking at the blood cocoon suspended in the void, still trembling slightly, Fang Ping, who caught up, was surprised.

After a brief exploration with his spiritual consciousness, he confirmed that Qu Xiangyuan in the blood cocoon was dying and there was no threat. He then moved slightly closer.

After carefully looking at it for a moment, and comparing it with the frontline battle reports he had seen, Fang Ping, who had never fought against a demon cultivator on the front line and had limited knowledge, finally remembered the origin of this technique.

"It turns out to be the Nirvana Blood Technique!"

Fang Ping's expression suddenly became more serious again.

The only function of this technique is to hang on to one's life and wait for help. If there are no other demonic cultivators nearby, even if it is activated, it will only lead to a delayed death.

Could it be that there really are other demonic cultivators in the Song family?

Should we try to destroy this blood cocoon immediately and then escape for the time being, no matter the cost?

Several different options emerged in his mind.

After a brief weighing, Fang Ping made a decision.

He waved several rays of magic power, turning them into invisible chains, locking the blood cocoon, dragging it all the way back to the barren mountain where the formation was previously deployed.

If a demonic cultivator really came to the rescue, and his strength was not inferior to that of the demonic cultivator named Qu, with the help of a first-level formation, Fang Ping could sustain it for a long time, until Fei Yuanfeng and ten other sect members came to reinforce him.

It would be even better if the demonic cultivators who came to the rescue were of average strength and did not discover the existence of the formation.

Having this blood cocoon is like fishing and making a nest, and you don’t have to worry about the fish not coming one after another to take the bait!

………

Hundreds of miles away.

"Calculating the time, it's time for reinforcements to arrive, right?"

Fei Yuanfeng looked up at the sky and scratched his head in confusion.

Now, the Xuanxing mine is about to be conquered, why haven't the reinforcements sent by the Song family shown any signs of action?

Shao Ying on the side also felt something was wrong: "Did you notice something and didn't dare to come?"

Fei Yuanfeng thought for a while and said: "Well, maybe the Song family is slow to react and people are still on the way. In this case, I will secretly tell the junior brothers who are attacking the mine and ask them to put some water when they attack. If you delay a little longer, you can continue to ambush for now.”

………

Almost at the same time.

Within the secret realm of the Song family.

The old man who came with Qu Xiangyuan completed the transplantation of the second-level Bodhi tree.

Looking at the Bodhi tree that had been temporarily sealed by the secret method and whose roots, branches and leaves were intact, the old man wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and looked a little proud.

"With this technique, I can keep this second-level bodhi tree alive for a year. By then, Qu Zhenzhuan will surely have found a place for transplantation."

Saying this to himself, he took off the specially brought storage device [Hundred Material Bag] from his waist.

This hundred-item bag can be regarded as a storage bag at the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon. It is extremely difficult to create. The items that can be accommodated are more than ten times higher than ordinary high-grade storage bags.

"receive!"

After a low scolding, the old man injected his magic power, spit out a white light from the bag of things, and put the second-level Bodhi tree into the bag.

"The next step is to wait for the five aggregates lotus to bloom!"

Perhaps after the second-level bodhi tree was taken away, the nearby earth energy was disturbed, and there was one less spiritual plant competing for the aura in the secret realm. The Five Yun Lotus, which originally took half a day to fully mature, was affected by this. Under the influence, the petals actually unfolded little by little.

Amid the dense aura and the changing five-color light, the Five Yun Lotus blooms ahead of schedule!

The head of the Song family on the side looked at this scene greedily and excitedly, but he was helpless.

"Qu Zhenzhuan is not here, but Wu Yun Lian opened early..."

The old man frowned, the flowering period of Wuyun Lotus was still relatively short. Once the flowers bloom, if they are not picked early, the essence contained in them will continue to be lost.

After one day at the latest, the Five Yun Lotus will wither, then produce seeds and enter the next reincarnation.

"That's all, I'll help Qu Zhenzhuan pick them all first!"

He gave Song Pingan a look and urged the head of the Song family to open the restrictions on the spiritual pool.

Although he was very reluctant, Song Pingan did not dare to disobey the other party's wishes. He could only slowly release the restriction, allowing the old man to step forward, take out a jade box, pluck the priceless Five Yun Lotus and store it in it.