The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting with Gu Refining

The sun was shining high and it was approaching noon.

Outside the two tiled houses, one large and one small, under the thatched hut in the courtyard, a woman was wiping the dining table.

While she was busy, she didn't realize that a piece of silk with a picture of a god and a man falling into the sea fell out of her pocket and was kicked into the stove ashes by her inadvertently.

There were new handwritings written on the silk cloth, as if remembering something important. Unfortunately, the woman had forgotten the silk cloth and the words she had written on the cloth.

The woman's name was Sikong Xiu. She looked at the old man in the courtyard and said in a natural tone: Old man, go and bring back a load of well water.

Her husband's name is Liu Qiubao, who is fourteen years older than her, and that's how she remembers it.

Liu Qiubao responded and walked out of the yard carrying the empty bucket.

Sikong Xiu glanced at the cooked animal meat in the pot, then came to the window of the hut. Through the gap in the slightly closed window, she saw that her son and daughter-in-law were still sleeping.

A Feng, Alan, you slept until noon and didn't get up. You slept together in vain and didn't give me a baby. After nagging, she turned back to the hut and was busy serving vegetables and rice.

In the hut, the young man's eyes were closed tightly and his face was struggling, as if he was experiencing some kind of weird dream.

Beside his pillow, a delicate young woman woke up first. Her name was Lu Xiaolan. After waking up, she subconsciously echoed outside the room.

Mom, I'll wake up my husband right now.

Just when Lu Xiaolan finished speaking, she noticed something foreign in her cheek. She looked shy and turned her head to spit it out.

What fell into the palm of his hand was a ball of cloth. After shaking it open, he saw lines of small characters. As the writing came into view, fragments of memories poured into his mind.

My name is Lu Xiaolan. Don't forget the location of the forbidden gap. Don't forget to practice. Don't forget Master An Puzi. Don't forget that this is a big dream...

From the moment the handwriting came into view, within ten breaths, the delicate and shy manner of the woman on the couch disappeared.

She put away the ball of cloth, glanced coldly at the man on the pillow, and used her spiritual power to sense her body. She found that her body had not been broken by the man, and her face looked a little better.

Last year, it took me half a month to understand the code words, and I almost lost my life. This year, I took a risk and awakened myself in such a crude way. Fortunately, there was no danger.

According to the movement outside, it's still New Year's Eve. I should have lost my memory not long ago. I don't remember most of my memories, but I just need to remember the method of practice and my master.

If this person is originally above the fifth realm, you can refine his soul while he is sinking.

Lu Xiaolan unleashed her spiritual energy and touched the body of the man named Liu Feng beside the pillow, her eyes suddenly brightened.

In the middle stage of the two six realms, there are many kinds of king's blood refined in the body. Could it be that he is the saint son of some major sect? This girl is lucky this time.

For the sake of fate, I will take away your life and keep your true spirit. I will only take your Yin Shen and spiritual fetus.

She also pointed at the center of Liu Feng's eyebrows, urging the spiritual power to invade the spiritual sea. However, as soon as the spiritual power touched the center of Liu Feng's eyebrows, the released spiritual power disappeared instantly.

Do you have a treasure? Or have you also practiced the god-refining technique, and your spiritual power is much stronger than mine?

If it's a treasure, none of the magic weapons and spiritual treasures from inside and outside this forbidden area can be used. Not only can he use this treasure, he can also protect it on his own!

She had no time to think about it, Liu Feng also woke up on the bed, her mind still not completely free from the dream.

But at the next glance, Liu Feng looked gentle in Lu Xiaolan's eyes, obviously immersed in his new identity.

Madam, it's already this hour, why don't you wake me up earlier?

Lu Xiaolan's expression also changed in the blink of an eye, pretending to be as delicate as before, pointing outside the room.

I've just woken up. The food is almost ready. I'll wait for my husband to wash up.

She turned over and lay down, her eyes wandering, scanning all the objects in the house. As long as she found any code words or things that this person left to awaken himself, she would destroy them first.

He must have a lot of good things in him. He must not be reminded of his status as a monk.

My spiritual power is only at the second level of guarding objects. I need to go to the master. The fifth level of master's refining of gods should be enough to take away his opportunity.

After scanning around, she found nothing in the house except a large suspicious package under the bed. She quickly opened the door and brought out a porcelain bowl and basin, serving her husband like a good girl.

After Liu Feng washed up, he didn't realize that his wife was strange, and he didn't remember that in just over half a year, he had already achieved the first three realms of refining the gods and the realm of manifesting spirits.

With such an advance, other saints and saints who have recovered their memories will be far behind.

He rubbed his head and came to the courtyard. My mother was still serving dishes, and Lu Xiaolan was walking behind her, following her step by step.

The woman was planning to take a closer look at the entire courtyard. Outside the courtyard gate, old man Liu Qiubao came in carrying water.

During the Chinese New Year, there are beggars living on the streets, helpless. Bring me some food and I will deliver it to the beggars.

As Liu Qiubao spoke, there was a sound of sobbing from the end of the alley. A little beggar with a disheveled head was standing at the entrance of the alley, looking pitifully at the Liu family here. It seemed that he had followed the kind-hearted old man Liu back to beg for food.

However, after only two glances, the little beggar stared at Liu Feng in the courtyard in a daze.

Liu Feng looked sideways, with a dazed look on his face, and walked out of the hospital.

When Lu Xiaolan sensed something was wrong and wanted to find an excuse to stop Liu Feng, the husband-in-law's expression changed a little.

Could it be someone he knows well? Let's take a look at the situation first. Even acquaintances may not awaken important memories. Lu Xiaolan stayed where she was, helping Sikong Xiu place the dishes and chopsticks.

In the alleyway, Liu Feng looked more and more familiar, and some memories of raising Gu appeared in his mind.

It was a valley. On such a windy and snowy day as today, a man who looked like this little beggar came to the valley, and he even had a fight with his junior brother.

Things seemed like yesterday, but the scene of fighting with poisonous insects and the method of mobilizing the insects in the picture were completely useless to him, as if they were just a dream.

When he came to the alley, Liu Feng stood in front of the little beggar. He felt that the little thing was pleasing to the eye, but it was indeed too miserable. He asked tentatively: If you really have nowhere to go, how about staying at my house and becoming an adopted daughter with me?

In the courtyard behind, Liu Qiubao also chimed in.

Xiao Nizi, the old man also likes it. Ah Feng has a good idea. Come on, Nizi calls the old man my grandfather, and my family, Ah Feng, my father.

Seeing that the old man also had this idea, Liu Feng stretched out his hand to take the little beggar, but he stepped back to avoid it.

The little beggar opened his mouth wide and shook his head repeatedly, refusing to become this man's adopted daughter.

She stared at the man in front of her with a face full of astonishment. There were many images related to this man in her mind. She didn't remember much, but they were all murdering her.

If this incomplete memory is true, she has been ruined by this beast, her innocence has been stained, and she would rather starve to death on the street if she is asked to consider the beast as her father.

But somehow, she didn't hate this person. On the contrary, she felt somewhat close to him and knew that this person would not harm her.

When the big one and the little one looked at each other, Xiaolan from the courtyard looked aggrieved and whispered a few words beside Sikong Xiu.

Sikong Xiu nodded, rinsed the bowl used to feed the wild dogs in swill, filled half a bowl of rice and side dishes, and handed it to Lu Xiaolan.

The little lady walked over delicately, handed the bowl to the little beggar at the entrance of the alley, then pulled Liu Feng and turned around to leave.

Back in the courtyard, Sikong Xiu chatted about his son. Liu Feng waved his hand, not insisting on this matter.

A family of four gathered around the table to eat and drink. Under the wind and snow outside the courtyard, the little beggar stood there for a long time with half a bowl of food. Seeing that the wife and mother disliked her, they had to turn and leave.

By the time Liu Feng got up after finishing his meal, the figure at the entrance of the alley had long disappeared.

He walked to his hut without thinking too much about the useless bugs, and he didn't notice any of the many seemingly ordinary but strange things in the courtyard.

The xylophone under the willow tree, the dead insects on the cobwebs, the blood stains on the hatchet that looked like a robe, and even the portrait of the door god posted on the door like a god... All the secret messages he left for himself were all forgotten by him who lost his memory again. .

After all, this was the first time I had experienced this incident, and I had not yet recovered myself beforehand. Under such circumstances, I left behind code words that would be difficult to understand in the short time after amnesia.

If nothing unexpected happens, there is always a chance to figure out the code word within a month. But unfortunately, there is a lady who is a god-refiner who can restore part of the memory first.

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In the dead of night, in the outer city of Xicheng.

In a deserted shabby house, the little beggar woke up from her dream again. She woke up from the experience in the dream and compared it with the extra memories during the day.

The extra memory should be true. The man named Liu Mingfeng is familiar to me! There is also the medicine seller named Cao, who is also an acquaintance of mine.

Regardless of the fact that it was still dark, the little beggar rushed out of the shabby house and rushed back to the small courtyard in the deep alley.

When she walked into the yard, she found two tiled houses, one large and one small. The old couple were still there, but Liu Feng and the woman were nowhere to be found, and there was no one in the house.

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. She suspected that something was wrong with the daughter-in-law. It was possible that the woman had taken Liu Feng away at night.

At night, the little beggar ran towards the inner city, thinking of finding a medicine seller to help him.

When she rushed to the inner city, she was in a fabric shop in the south city of the inner city.

It was late at night, and the shop owner's wife had not yet fallen asleep. She looked at the patterns on pieces of cloth under the lamp, and some memories flooded into her mind.

Taoist name An Puzi... He didn't fall out of the fifth realm of refining the gods. His spiritual power is a bit weaker. Refining two fifth-level souls is enough to cultivate him back. No problem.

She pondered over the memories in her mind, debating whether they were true or false, and there was a slight knock on the door.

who?

Master, this is me, Lu Xiaolan.

Hearing the response from outside the door, An Puzi remembered more parts, remembering that he had accepted a disciple in Yuanluo City.

There was not much surprise in her expression. She lost her memory and regained it again and again, and she knew some tricks.

The people who are familiar with her are the clues to the mystery. Every time one more person finds her, her memory recovers faster.

With a move from the air, the door opened silently, and a tall, thin and beautiful woman entered the house carrying a person on her back and a package in her hand.

Master, my disciple hit a good product and I can't eat it myself. I want to ask Master to take action.

Lu Xiaolan put down the unconscious Liu Feng, put the package on the ground, and looked at it hopefully.

Anpuzi was originally in the seventh realm. After entering this world, he practiced the gods and cultivated to the fifth realm.

She was not in a hurry to attack the young man on the ground, and focused on the package.

After unwrapping the package, what appeared in their eyes was a blood-colored jar. The master and apprentice looked at each other, Lu Xiaolan stepped forward to remove the stopper with a stiff face, and took out a robe from it.

The robe feels like human skin, and apart from the oozing color, there is nothing magical about it. Even if I enter it with spiritual power, there will be no reaction.

Master, he must have other treasures. Lu Xiaolan put the robe on the table.

An Puzi nodded, invisible spiritual power overflowing from the center of his brows, spreading towards Liu Feng's head like water.

But just like Lu Xiaolan, the spiritual power dissipated completely at the moment of contact.

His spiritual power has not been mobilized. What blocks my spiritual power is not his cultivation of God. Ninety percent of it is a magic weapon. It must be amazing to be able to protect the master here on his own. The Taoist nun hesitated a little, her eyebrows brightened.

A gilded god-man walks out from between his brows, which is completely different from the visual god-man manifesting spiritual power, and also different from the appearing and wandering spirits like smoke. It is a Yuanling that can only be cultivated after the fifth level of divine refining.

Like Yin Shen and Yuan Shen, Yuan Ling can also break into other people's spiritual sea, and then explore the secrets in this person's spiritual sea, and even seize this body.

But just when she was trying to mobilize Yuan Ling to dig out the treasure from this boy, the bloody robe suddenly disappeared from the table.

It was clearly a dead thing that had been tested with spiritual power, but it was wrapped in a dead thing's robe without any warning.

Not only was Lu Xiaolan unable to react in time, but Master An Puzi was also unable to respond in time.

In Lu Xiaolan's sight, the master's upper body covered by the blood robe was reflected. Under her horrifying gaze, the robe turned into an ugly man.

Within two breaths, the ugly man landed on the ground. Master An Puzi's originally complete body had become a mutilated body.

At this moment, a circle of Buddhist light like a lamp bloomed between the eyebrows of the unconscious Liu, awakening him by the way.

The golden light shrouded two human figures, a seventh-level Yuan Shen and a fifth-level Yuan Ling, with different auras.

It was also at this moment that roots transformed from spiritual light appeared on the ground and wrapped around the Yuan Shen and Yuan Ling.

Lu Xiaolan couldn't see this scene, but Liu Feng saw it clearly, and the memory of the golden light refining the soul appeared in his mind, and he also remembered the method of refining the soul, and that the blood robe could help him.

Although he has not recovered his true memories from years ago, he still sees that his current situation is that his wife conspired with others to harm him.

In an instant, Liu Feng's gentleness during the day was gone, his true nature was revealed, and his face was extremely gloomy.

My wife is in the second stage of refining the gods. It is easy to kill her. The most important thing now is where does this root come from?

Liu Feng thought that someone had warned him, but he couldn't remember that person or what it meant to have these roots. He just felt that the situation was extremely bad.

But he didn't know that today was the day when the Yuanyou Divine Tree would blossom and bear fruit and stretch its roots.

Not daring to delay any longer, Liu Feng turned around suddenly, intending to kill and silence him before fleeing from here.

The spiritual light on his eyebrows lit up, and a gray smoke-like human figure rushed out, which was the manifestation of the three realms.

Ms. sir, why do you want to kill the slave family... Fellow Taoist, wait a moment, I know the location of the gap in the forbidden area.

In the first half of the sentence, Lu Xiaolan wanted to confuse Liu Feng, but in the second half, she became a beg for mercy, because she would be killed if she took a breath later.

Based on her experience, she knew that Liu Feng would not be able to recover many useful memories even if she remembered her practice. She was still the wife he thought she was.

But she never expected that this man was so vicious in nature that he would easily kill his wife. Unfortunately, she still wanted to keep this man alive.

What surprised her even more was that the evil around this person destroyed her master's physical body.