The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting with Gu Refining

At the same time, the ancestral line of Linya Mountain was outside the small cave.

The clan elders of Lou Kui's lineage who were waiting outside had already left angrily. Because the alternative levels of his lineage were dead in the cave, there was no need to wait any longer.

When the cave was reopened, less than two hundred people came out alive, and only twenty-seven of them were born at the Saint Son level.

Clan elder Lou Qu looked at the two men and one woman walking towards him, his eyes fixed on the woman in front.

In front of more than two hundred people from the same clan, Lou Shuang led Liu Feng and Wu Ti. They were very proud of themselves. The only regret was that their second sister and fourth brother did not make it out alive.

In order to focus on attacking the level of the Holy Son, the three siblings did not distract themselves from cultivating the clones. The death of the main body meant the end of this life.

Shuang'er lived up to everyone's expectations. Lou Shuang led the two of them to Mr. Qu.

Okay, when the big ceremony within the clan is completed tomorrow, you can accept the inheritance of your ancestral lineage.

Mr. Qu nodded repeatedly. Their lineage had endured for many years and finally saw hope of rising again.

Zheng Laohuai was relieved. The clan elder was keenly aware of a strange color in Lou Shuang's eyes, and heard Lou Shuang in front of him say: Shuang'er wants to go back to see grandma today, and then come to Zumai tomorrow.

According to what you said, I will take you back to the Eighth Mountain first. Mr. Qu said calmly.

Mr. Qu spread out a star power, wrapped up the three juniors, and headed out of the island three miles at a time.

Behind him, Liu Feng sneered in his heart. He was about to leave Zumai Island as soon as possible. It was exactly what he wanted when Qu Lao and Lou Shuang were so anxious to go back.

Looking back, several ancestral clan elders fled towards Xiaodongtian. It seems that the news about the descendants of Dongtian being restrained for no reason has spread, and these ancestral clan elders went to investigate.

Only Liu Feng knew that these old monsters were destined to gain nothing when they went in, because within the full field of vision, six illusory golden threads had been chasing out of the small cave sky, targeting the survivors of the mountains.

Such as Wu Ti and Lou Shuang, these monsters who have suffered from the golden thread entering their bodies have been excluded, and the remaining ones that have not been explored are probably only dozens, and sooner or later they will fall on him.

I wonder if the golden thread released by that ape will extend its ancestral veins and chase it to the Eighth Mountain... It's best to follow the King of Wheels to leave the Mo Qilin tribe as soon as possible.

What the clone saw was what he saw. He already knew the arrival of the three Dharma Kings of the Reincarnation Sect. He didn't know exactly how many of the Mo Qilin clan would die today, but Lou Meng was definitely dead anyway.

Liu Feng was anxious to leave Zumai Island, but Lou Shuang was even more impatient than him, glancing at Liu Feng from the corner of his eye from time to time.

The saint son and saint girl are naturally divided into high and low levels. Tomorrow will receive the inheritance of ancestral lineage. If she can be stronger before then, the benefits she will get tomorrow will be greater.

It is getting late and the sun is setting in the west.

The rays of sunlight fell through the mist on the sea. Lou Shuang thought of the beauty, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Mr. Qu also guessed Lou Shuang's intention, which was to take Liu Feng's son's blood to strengthen himself.

The star power was mobilized with all its strength, and the starlight traveled through it, much faster than when it came, and quickly arrived at the Ancestral Vein Coast.

In less than a moment of burning incense, they were standing on the eighth Shanxi Island.

During this process, Liu Feng didn't even look at Qu Lao and Lou Shuang, and kept looking at the golden thread extending from the place of great sacrifice.

Still chasing the ancestral vein! At the foot of Liu Feng was the Eighth Mountain. At the end of his field of vision, there were several golden lines extending out of the ancestral vein island, one of which seemed to be heading towards him.

It seems that no one who has been contaminated with the aura of ancestral blood in the small cave can be missed.

At present, except for them, there are very few people leaving the island, no more than ten fingers.

The consequences of being penetrated by the golden thread are disastrous, but if you abandon the ribs in your body that have not yet been completely refined, it will be a waste, and you will be caught by Mr. Qu.

At this time, a chariot flew down into the air and landed in front of Mr. Qu.

The person who came was an old woman whom I had met before, Lou Cui from Lou Meng's lineage.

Grandma asked me to pick up Shuang'er, and Liu Fengqian will go with her. Your contribution is not small, and grandma will give you a big reward.

Shuang'er will come over right away. Lou Shuang responded and led Liu Feng onto the chariot.

After the chariot flew away, Wu Ti, who was following Mr. Qu, clasped his hands together and said silently in his heart: Almsgiver Liu, I'm destined to see you again someday.

There are only two endings for Liu Feng from now on, either he will be harmed by Lou Shuang and become half-dead and half-dead, or he can escape safely. Compared to the former, Wu Ti believes in the latter.

It is impossible for such a person who has great affinity with Buddha to be destroyed so easily.

In mid-air, the chariot headed towards a forest of Mulan trees.

In front of the aqua blue stone palace in the forest, many slaves came in and out, transporting medicinal materials to the palace.

Seeing this scene, Lou Shuang, who was on the chariot, realized that her grandmother understood her thoughts. She sent someone to prepare the medicinal materials before she came back to speak.

Beside her, Liu Feng looked calm.

Under his field of vision, an illusion covering a thirty-mile radius moved towards this side.

In the illusion, no matter whether they are monsters or slaves, all creatures are unaware of it.

The slaves coming in and out below were still delivering medicine, and outside the forest of flowers and trees, a white-haired young man looked up and looked at Liu Feng. It was his clone.

On the left side of the clone, Jing Ling released the small hand holding Liu Feng's clone and looked up at Liu Feng's body.

Behind them, there were two more people, Chan Lan and Lou Meng.

Except for Liu Feng's clear eyes, no one saw the four figures outside the forest of flowers and trees. They seemed to have fallen into a dream, turning a blind eye to these four figures.

His eyes fell on Lou Meng. This seventh-incarnation Gu Master who had previously made Liu Feng powerless to resist was now as confused as Chan Lan's puppet.

The reason why he was not killed was because he was in the territory of the Mo Qilin clan, so that Lou Meng's death would not alarm the strong men of the Mo Qilin clan.

With a kind smile on his face, Zen Lan Dharma King saluted Liu Feng's body, then extended his index finger to point at the chariot in mid-air.

With his instructions, everyone in the car except Liu Feng died.

But the clone of Liu Feng in front of him suddenly turned around and said urgently: Dharma King, the ape demon fairy who was being sacrificed has already taken action. I moved the arrangement it left behind with the Mo Qilin clan. There is a line four hundred feet behind my body. outside.

As soon as these words came out, the little nun Jingling and Chan Lan both looked at each other.

In just one sentence, there were three things that made the two of them suspicious. First, the person being sacrificed by the Mo Qilin clan was the ape demon fairy. Second, Liu Feng could move the demon fairy's arrangement. Third, the opponent's methods had already caught up with him.

Zen Lan, take action quickly, my senior brother must not be exposed to those immortal Buddhas. Jing Ling shouted in a deep voice.

Seeing Jing Ling's suddenly fierce side, for some reason, the Dharma King of the Wheel of Reincarnation had a hint of fear in his eyes.

With one step forward, Zen Lan Dharma King disappeared outside the forest of flowers and trees. As the illusion spread upwards, a golden eye was sent out by Zen Lan's sleeve.

A bloody waterfall rushed out of the inner world, and at the moment when the blood sacrifice was towards the golden eyes, Zen Lan saw the line extending from the ancestral vein!

Without any hesitation, the body of the Dharma King of the Wheel of Reincarnation blurred and disappeared in an instant, and his body transformed into a Bone Bodhisattva. Threads of purple-green fairy energy overflowed, and a total of ninety strands of fairy energy were wrapped around the fingers of the Bone Bodhisattva.

The chariot and the blood-colored waterfall almost passed by each other. Lou Shuang, the old woman Lou Cui, and the two demons seemed to have not seen the blood stream and the Bone Bodhisattva nearby.

The difference between the Perfect Eight Buddhas and the two demons is just like the difference between Liu Feng and ordinary mortals. Liu Feng's current eye-expanding illusion can make ordinary people drunken and dreamy.

The chariot swooped towards the aqua stone palace. Liu Feng couldn't care less about how Lou Shuang and his grandmother plotted against him. All his attention was focused on Chan Lan.

Silently, ninety strands of purple-green aura intertwined into a net, lying in front of the pursuing golden thread.

But at the next glance, the golden thread came out of the net.

Zen Lan connected his hands, and ninety strands of purple-green fairy energy were twisted into complex Sanskrit, layer by layer resisting the front end of the golden thread.

Looking at the little nun Jing Ling below, she could not help but frown deeply when she saw that Chan Lan seemed to be unstoppable.

The little nun suddenly raised her hand and patted the center of her eyebrows. Liu Feng looked around and saw an almost rotten palm stretching out from the center of Jingling's eyebrows.

The rotten golden body?

Liu Feng saw that this hand from the Buddha's golden body was not owned by Jing Ling in this life.

A Buddha can cultivate the six Buddha roots into a golden body. The golden body is a mixture of the spirit, bones and Buddha power of the Buddha, and can unfold the Dharma.

And Jing Ling is already the root of the Sixth Buddha. Liu Feng has long seen her perform the Vajra Dharma, and her golden body is intact.

In other words, Jingling has two golden bodies, one is intact and the other is decayed.

Although Jing Ling couldn't see the golden thread in the sky, Zen Lan's shot was equivalent to giving guidance.

He stretched out the rotten palm between his eyebrows and grasped it. A few miles away, a big white bone hand seemed to be squeezed out of the void. Dense black marks appeared in the surrounding space, and even the illusion arranged by Zen Lan was almost broken.

The big hand suddenly grabbed the big ball wrapped in Sanskrit and finally stopped the extending golden thread.

Liu Feng couldn't look any longer. As soon as he followed Lou Shuang and the old woman Lou Cui out of the carriage, the old woman turned around and hit him with a zombie.

What do you mean? Liu Feng turned his attention back and looked at Lou Shuang and the old woman in front of him.

The old woman didn't respond, and kept walking, using the zombie to lead him towards the palace.

Lou Shuang came close to her, the smile on her pretty face no longer concealed, and she said with a smile: Liu Feng, I promised you that if you help me achieve the level of a saint, we will become a Taoist couple.

However, I need you to help me again. When the method of marrying the spirit is used later, please cooperate with me, otherwise your life will be difficult to save.

As she spoke, she turned to look at the inner hall. A large cauldron came into view next to the medicine pool in the depths. The demonic fire was rising under the cauldron. The person who was opening the cauldron to refine medicine was her grandmother.

Liu Feng had a sullen face. Zen Lan and Jing Ling were currently blocking the golden thread, and Lou Shuang, the grandmother, was a Taoist cultivator at the Seventh Realm. To escape, he could only wait for the other two Dharma Kings to come over.

How to marry a spirit? You are seeking death. Liu Feng snorted in his heart.

In the current seemingly precarious situation, he did not see death, but Lou Shuang and his grandmother could not escape death.

Including Lou Meng who is also dying, the original Eighth Mountain lineage will definitely be abolished today. Lou Kui's lineage cannot hate him, but must thank him Liu Feng in turn.

Liu Feng couldn't get away from the corpse evil spirit and was too lazy to struggle. He followed Lou Shuang to the cauldron in the inner hall, and the fragrance of medicine filled his nostrils.

Arriving here, the old woman Lou Cui stepped aside and let Lou Shuang and Liu Feng out from behind.

Greetings to grandma, Shuang'er lived up to grandma's high hopes. She reached the level of a saint before leaving Xiaodongtian. She will be able to inherit the ancestral lineage tomorrow. Lou Shuang stepped forward and bowed.

Lou Ying stood up in front of the cauldron. As he fluttered his sleeves, the cauldron lid was half-opened. The aura inside was filled with light, and a stronger medicinal fragrance came out.

I, Shuang'er, am better than men. I will be passed down from my ancestors tomorrow and I will definitely be able to compare with other mountains. Without further delay, enter the cauldron as soon as possible. The medicine has been prepared for you. Lou Ying looked kind.

There is only one Lou Shuang in her lineage, and the rest of her descendants are unlikely to succeed.

As for Liu Feng who helped Lou Shuang, this grandmother was just like when they first met. She was no longer polite at all. She didn't even look at her. She treated her like an animal.

Yes, Grandma.

Lou Shuang nodded heavily, grabbed Liu Feng with one hand and flew into the cauldron.

After falling into the cauldron, there was a bang above the head, and the cauldron lid closed. He was inside the cauldron, with three feet of medicinal liquid beneath him. Contaminated by the medicinal liquid, Liu Feng's bloodline was forcibly mobilized.

A soft white hand stretched out and rested on Liu Feng's skirt. Lou Shuang was close at hand, with fiery eyes as if he was looking at his prey.

She wants the bloodline, and she also wants the essence of the King Gu in Liu Feng's body. In order to strengthen herself as much as possible, she must squeeze out all the benefits that this body can bear.

Liu Feng, although I can't give you the name of Taoist Companion, I can give you the status of Taoist Companion, which is not a broken promise.

With that said, all the blood and bone Buddhist robes and clothes on Liu Feng were removed, and Lou Shuang's own robe also disappeared in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, the man and the monster were truly honest with each other.

The next moment, Lou Shuang took advantage of Liu Feng being restrained by the Corpse Evil, and used her hands to draw the power of the medicine and pour it into Liu Feng's acupuncture points.

Seeing a layer of blood blooming all over Liu Feng's body, the woman became impatient and used the method of marrying the spirit to get closer.

Liu Feng saw the intention of this enchantress. She was just a Taoist companion, and she was just using the method of dual cultivation to gain as much benefit from him as possible.

Soft in his arms, just when he thought he would inevitably need to be replenished, the medicinal gas churning in the cauldron suddenly dissipated, and the corpse evil that restrained him dissipated.

Here we come. Liu Feng's heart moved, and the sound of the cauldron cover being removed was heard above his head.

Lou Shuang, who was about to refine Liu Feng's bloodline first, suddenly felt something was wrong.

grandmother?

With a cry of surprise, before Lou Shuang had time to make any move, her eyes flashed, and more than ten forbidden techniques for transcending life were penetrated into her body.

Liu Feng, who was unable to move at first, stood up from the liquid medicine, adding clothes and blood-bone Buddhist robes to his body. He pinched Lou Shuang's neck with one hand, lowered his feet, and jumped out of the cauldron.

When he came outside the cauldron and saw the scene in the inner hall, Liu Feng looked at the extra person in the hall, a woman in her early thirties, without any surprise.

I have met the Dharma King.

The visitor is Miao Yun, one of the three Dharma kings who came on this trip.

Fellow Taoist, it's enough to be polite. No need to be too polite. Please also ask Taoist Liu to follow the poor nun and leave as soon as possible. The woman smiled lightly.

Near her, Lou Ying sat cross-legged in front of the cauldron, his face still cheerful, but his eyes had become empty. Not far away, the old woman Lou Cui stood motionless, while dozens of slaves at the door of the inner hall were also motionless.

These monsters, without exception, are experiencing rapid loss of vitality in their bodies at this moment, their skin and flesh are cracking, and the parts that can be used as materials for alchemy and weapon refining are separated one by one.

With the arrival of a reincarnation teaching king, these creatures under the eight realms, without knowing it, were just allowed to be dismantled by others, but they were not dead yet.

Lou Shuang, who was held in Liu Feng's hand, saw such a strange sight, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

Leave me alive, Liu...

Do you have a clone? Liu Feng glanced sideways and interrupted coldly.

In panic, Lou Shuang shook her head slightly, and when she wanted to beg again, a white bone lotus platform flew out of Liu Feng, and then she was thrown onto the lotus platform.