The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting with Gu Refining

The underground space in this space is not too deep. It took seven or eight breaths to reach the bottom, and a wide open space appeared in front of Liu Feng and others.

Under the dim Buddha light, a two-story Zen Pavilion sits.

The Zen Pavilion is shrouded in a layer of purple-green spiritual light, and what protects the Zen Pavilion is a spiritual treasure that looks like a shield and a boat.

But at this time, there were two men and one woman in front of the Zen Pavilion.

The two men were a red-haired old Taoist, one was from Zhongli's family who had entered the eighth realm of the cave first, and the woman was a demon cultivator with white hair and white eyes. They were working together to crack the spiritual treasure and try to break into the Zen Pavilion.

As expected, compared to the attics on the ground, the Zen Pavilion here was the real place of meditation for Jing Chen in the past.

Wuchenzi, you didn't wait for the three Dharma Kings, and you touched here first? Jingling recognized the red-haired old man at a glance, and it was Wuchenzi himself.

Liu Feng looked at the demon cultivator with white hair and white eyes, and saw that he was a spiritual ape born with the bones of a Buddha, practicing both Buddhism and Taoism.

To be able to get here before other powerful people, including this old witch, the three of them should have practiced the method of Tianyan and have quite high attainments.

Tao Shiyu, who fell last, opened her beautiful eyes wide. She did not look at the two people and the demon in front of the Zen Pavilion, but looked at the Buddhist spiritual treasure hanging on the top of the Zen Pavilion.

The flat Lingbao looks like a shield when viewed from the front, and looks like a boat when viewed from the side. Sitting on it is a woman in a fluttering red robe, with a graceful figure and a beautiful and indifferent face.

Ke Qianrou? Tao Shiyu was shocked. This woman looked exactly like the Ke Qianrou she saw in her dream.

Taking a closer look at this woman, she has no body, and looks like a spiritual light extending from the spiritual treasure. She is probably the spirit of this spiritual treasure.

Compared with the Ke Qianrou in the dream, the figure of the weapon spirit is obviously different, like another person wearing Ke Qianrou's appearance.

Why can't Pindao come first? Little friend Liu Feng, please give Pindao a helping hand. Wuchenzi glanced sideways, and with a casual stroke, a forbidden character formed in the air and covered the three people here in a flash.

The remaining two Taoists, one dressed as a demon and the other a demon, took action in unison. One used the Taoist Restriction and the other used the Buddhist Restriction.

Seeing the purple-green aura breaking through, Jing Ling did not hesitate and grabbed a large black iron shield in his hand, while at the same time a rotten golden body was completely squeezed out of the body.

The three people cast spells from a distance, but all the attacks were absorbed by the mummies inside the shield.

On the other hand, Jing Ling's golden body did not unfold its Dharma form, and it carried the rotten aura and hit the two people and one demon in front of the Zen Pavilion.

This shield only has its appearance. It is the mummy inside the shield that has sucked away our skills.

It's the immortal corpse from Hengye Mountain. No, it's not dead yet.

Stop them physically.

The three figures in front of the Zen Pavilion disappeared without a trace. They were too close to catch in the fifth realm. Each of them took out a spiritual treasure. They wanted to use the spiritual treasure to resist the decaying golden body first, and then capture Liu Feng with the physical body.

At the same moment, the soil above shook.

At first glance, there were only dozens of people. After seeing Liu Feng exposed in the spiritual light, at the next glance, dense figures flashed wildly, and thousands of people from both human and demon tribes came to kill.

Click, click...

The ground was torn apart, and a sea beast that resembled a dragon turtle and was larger than two miles in size appeared in its original form.

Before more than a thousand figures arrived, all kinds of techniques were used to attack the people below. The ones who attacked the most ruthlessly were the Zhuang family and the Tantai family.

Liu Feng is about to enter the Zen Pavilion, something will happen again. These two families want to kill Liu Feng, not capture him alive.

At the critical moment, the weapon spirit that looked like Ke Qianrou on the Zen Pavilion fluttered its sleeves, and a purple shadow separated, covering Liu Feng and the others. He pulled back and brought the three of them into the Zen Pavilion. The decayed golden body He was also pressed back into Jingling's body.

The black iron shield in Jing Ling's hand was blocked by the purple-green spiritual light, and was submerged under thousands of different methods.

Many visitors noticed that this thing was extraordinary. In a blink of an eye, more than two hundred people were fighting for the shield, and the remaining people swarmed towards the Zen Pavilion.

The person reincarnated by Jing Chen has entered it. You can no longer catch anyone alive. Zhong Lishuo, the old man of Zhong Li's family, has calculated the omen of great evil.

The figure of the long-bearded old Taoist flew down, wearing a simple Taoist robe. The moment the Taoist palace pressed down, the magic technique combined with the cultivation gained from the sacrificial object, pointed a starlight sword shadow and slashed away.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the weapon spirit to save people, the eight realms present who originally wanted to capture Liu Feng also took action.

Seals, minor supernatural powers, spells, demonic powers...no fewer than five or eight levels of offensive attacks hit the Zen Pavilion's protective light.

Buzzing...

There was a loud buzzing sound, and among the thousands of figures, those who were not long-sighted moved closer and were instantly wiped out.

The large black iron shield was also thrown away, the outer layer of black iron shattered, and the mummy inside was missing.

The soil layer, which was eleven miles thick, began to fall apart, visible to the naked eye, and countless monks from all directions above were blasted into the ground.

In front of the extremely dazzling Dharma doors, inside the Zen Pavilion that is about to be breached.

Tao Shiyu stood motionless. She was just being used by Zen Lan to make deductions. She had no power to resist the current situation.

Jing Ling on the side clenched her hands and stared into the Zen room with piercing eyes. There was a decayed body that she was very familiar with. It was like the golden body of her previous life, and belonged to Liu Feng's previous life Jing Chen's golden body.

Different from her golden body, this golden body is protected by spiritual treasures and is more complete than her golden body.

As for the strength of Jingchen's Nine Buddha Roots half a step before his death, she knew more or less based on her past life memories, and it was by no means worse than her real Nine Buddha Roots in her previous life.

A more complete golden body is left behind, and the power of the Buddha has never been used. Once it is used with all its strength, the strength it can exert is difficult to fathom.

However, seeing Liu Feng pressing his hand on the golden body, Jing Ling looked anxious and reminded: You only have five Buddha roots. If you use the golden body in your previous life, be careful and die of backlash.

But what if it is not used? Except for Liu Feng, Jingchen's golden body can only be forcibly refined by others, but cannot mobilize the Buddha's power in the golden body.

In the Zen room less than three feet away, when Liu Feng touched the golden body with one hand, scenes of memories belonging to Jing Chen poured into his mind.

With his back to the two women outside, his expression changed repeatedly. At one moment, he was as cold and emotionless as a mirror, and at another moment, he was as calm and indifferent as the willow breeze.

In just two breaths, a massive amount of memories poured in, making it difficult for Liu Feng to recover, and he was confused as to whether he was Jing Chen or Liu Feng.

When the golden body sitting cross-legged on the futon stood up, two round wheels, one black and one white, appeared from behind the golden body's head. They turned out to be two great sun wheels.

It is also the eighth level of perfection, but its breath is completely different from the Great Sun Celestial Wheel of other wheel-turning dharma kings.

Liu Feng turned around again, his face calm, and his golden body surged behind him.

As a thousand-foot white bone Buddha took shape, the surrounding scene was blurred and covered with golden light mixed with the aura of decay.

Fellow Taoist Jingling, rest assured, Qianrou, follow the poor monk.

The boat-like spirit treasure carried the willow wind, and the demon's incarnation was painted over with golden paint. The willow wind was no longer replaced by a handsome monk.

The two women in the Zen Pavilion couldn't see clearly at all, they only felt that everything around them was being shattered.

Before Jing Ling could open his mouth, Tao Shiyu could only vaguely see the monk holding the weapon spirit that looked like Ke Qianrou.

The next moment, the eyes of the two girls went dark, and they were taken into the space of Liu Feng's Cangtuo Temple. In the medicine pool in front of them was a large human-shaped cocoon filled with blood.

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Hundreds of miles of space shook, the strata fell apart, and the earth turned into pieces of broken soil.

There are more than 700,000 living beings who have poured into this place, and there are simply not enough magic weapons, spiritual plants, and refining spiritual objects for them to share.

The spiritual plants in the spiritual field have long been emptied, and all the spiritual soil in the field has been shoveled away.

The protective formations in the attics were broken and the attics collapsed, but no objects with spiritual energy were left behind.

Before the cultivators could dig underground, a purple-green aura filled the sky, and countless shadows like shields and ships slowly solidified and became clearly visible.

The small golden shields cover the entire inner space.

When they subconsciously felt that something was wrong, a blazing white light shone from the collapsed ground, as if a big sun was rising from the ground.

Rumble...

Under the passage created by many figures, under the sky-high white light, the soil shook violently.

There are over ten thousand monks from the two races blocking the entrance of the cave. The Tantai clan, the Zhuang clan, the Qiu clan, and the Zhongli clan are all gathered together. Seven figures holding the relics of immortals and Buddhas are leading the way.

Among the seven people, except for Zhongli's family, an old man from the Seventh Realm clan was in charge of the relics of the Immortal Buddha, the other six people, three were the original bodies of the Eighth Realm, and three were the Seventh Realm clones of things from the cave.

Of the four families who came, only the two Bajing members from the Zhongli family were the first to get out.

Half a mile up in the air, there are three more Eight Realms Takong, a woman in her thirties, a black-robed wild cultivator, and a long snake-shaped sea beast that stretches two miles across the sky.

This woman is the Dharma King Miaoyun. She has harvested many spiritual objects in the attic, but she does not have the Lunpan Sutra she wants.

At this moment, using the Eye Movement Technique, he looked carefully below and saw a black shadow rushing up from the bottom of the blazing white light.

With a buzz sound, the black light penetrated the white light, passed over the people in front of the cave entrance, and shot straight into the sky.

When the black light hangs over this space, the blackness suddenly enlarges, like a thousand-foot-long circular black screen.

In the blink of an eye, one up and down, one black and one white, the qi movements pull each other.

Coupled with the countless small purple-green shields at the edge of the space, the entire inner space seemed to be completely closed, and an extremely bad premonition appeared in the minds of the cultivators.

Jingchen's Great Sun Wheel! His Majesty Miaoyun's eyes narrowed, he glanced at the black sun above his head, and then anxiously looked down at the movement below.

At this moment, the white light beneath him moved like a spiritual snake, turning into blazing Buddha fire.

The scene below the cave entrance then became clear, and two figures fled up in embarrassment.

The person above is a red-haired veteran with one foot on the abacus, wearing a robe. The robe on his back is extended to form a formation diagram. In the picture, the figure of a red bird flaps its wings and flies with the veteran.

The person who fell below was wearing a simple Taoist robe, with stars all over his body, and the Taoist palace protecting his body was uncertain.

This old Taoist is Wu Chenzi, when did he get involved!

Zhongli Shuo, what happened below? Your Taoist brother Zhongliyan from the Zhongli family...

Fourth Master, pick up the treasure quickly.

The four king-blood clans at the entrance of the cave changed their colors in shock, and the elder of the Seventh-level clan of Zhongli's clan, who was holding a broken sword, was extremely frightened.

The other three families hadn't noticed yet, but he knew clearly that Zhongliyan, who needed him to call his second grandfather, had already died below.

If he had brought the broken sword left by his ancestor, he might have been able to escape, but it was a pity that he should never have taken it with him to compete for spiritual objects.

The broken sword fell straight towards Zhong Lishuo, but it was a little late.

The blazing white Buddha fire rose up, and most of the hundreds of thousands of creatures on the ground fled towards the shrunken Bone Portal.

Under the broken hole, the scene at the bottom jumped into the eyes of the four royal blood clans.

The thousand-foot-long white-bone Buddha image grows lotus step by step, and there are many broken bones under the body. The monks who killed and rushed down first were all turned into white bones, and the refined flesh and blood became the bloody shawl on the shoulders of the Buddha image.

Dots of white light floated, which were the essence refined from the bones, all rolled into a Buddha treasure that looked like a shield and a boat.

Except for Wu Chenzi and Zhong Lishuo, there was no one alive below. The white-bone Buddha reached into the ground with one hand and pulled out a two-mile-long dragon-tortoise-like sea beast bone body.

Raise the other hand of the Dharma sign and point the twelve fingers upward.

Ten miles down from the entrance of the cave, where the twelve fingers passed, twelve groups of flying golden light appeared, like a roulette or a segment of a finger. They were some kind of Buddhist Zen fingers.

Zhongli Shuo's external Taoist palace was broken first, and then the starlight held up by the Taoist robe was broken.

The broken sword was half a mile above his head. Wuchenzi, who went up first, did not intervene to snatch it, but he was unable to catch the sword and had no sacrifice to offer.

Ancestor, save me. The old cry resounded.

A dignified and perfect Taoist cultivator of the Eight Realms, he could not die calmly if his true body, which he had practiced hard for many years, was to be destroyed.

The implication of the clone of the ancestor of the Zhongli family who was about to arrive was that he had survived half of the incense, but he had not even survived half of the incense.

The Zen finger swept over, and the old Taoist body and soul were annihilated together. The darkness in the place was torn apart on the spot, and a large number of spiritual objects scattered out from the heaven and earth within it.

A roll of Buddha's power and all the spiritual objects, together with a sword and a robe, are collected below.

Twelve Zen fingers wiped away Zhongli Shuo, only seven fingers were consumed, and the remaining five groups of golden light flashed up.

The hole that was half a mile long and wide suddenly expanded to three miles wide, and this range was cleared in a snap.

Those who were unable to escape in time were, without exception, torn into pieces, falling towards the white bones of the Buddha below like materials scattered in the sky.

Everyone who saw this scene was frightened, and a chilling chill filled the hearts of all practitioners. There was no trace of the Buddha-nature of the Buddhist dharma that came up from the ground to save all sentient beings.

With blood on his shoulders and the bones of sea beasts from the Eighth Realm refined with his hands, it was clear that he wanted to get materials from them to refine treasures.

Where many eyes gathered, at the waist of the white-bone Buddha, there was a handsome monk standing on the Buddha, with a woman made of spiritual light beside him.

Jing Chen, it's Jing Chen! He refined a ray of Ke Qianrou's soul into a weapon spirit.

It is impossible for him to survive to this day and quickly escape from this cave.

Blood sacrifice to ancestors' relics, please protect them...

Shouts were heard everywhere, and the legendary top figure who should have died long ago appeared. There were more than 700,000 living beings in this space, except for a handful of people, all of them were afraid.

They came to get the relics of the dead, not to face a living senior master.

At the exit of the space, the Bone Portal has not yet completely closed, but a layer of purple-green shield blocks the way for all living beings.

At this moment, this space is open to entry and no exit.

Two immortal-Buddha-level relics from Zhongli's family have been taken away, and the remaining three families, the Tantai family, the Zhuang family, and the Qiu family, have six immortal-Buddha-level relics that are full of blood.

There are three other places that are also offering blood sacrifices at any cost, including Dharma King Miaoyun, the black-robed wild cultivator and the long snake-shaped eight-level sea beast.

Up and down, between the two great sun wheels, nine masses of blood light hung in the air, and the other directions were gradually covered by two streams of Buddha fire, one black and one white.

The cave entrance below collapsed, a thousand-foot-long white-bone Buddha image rose into the sky, and the monk's dull voice spread across hundreds of miles of space.

I'm a poor monk, please devote yourselves to refining treasures...