The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

"Fellow Daoist Liu..."

Chang Xuzi's expression froze when he saw Liu Feng slaughtering four eighth-level veterans as soon as he arrived.

Take a closer look at the scene of the inner heaven and earth reflected in the Buddha's light around Liu Feng's body, and you know that this is the opening of the inner heaven and earth.

He hasn't really entered the Eighth Realm yet, but the Half-Step Eighth Realm alone has such strength, which shocked this Half-step Eighth Realm Taoist who also practices Formation Dao.

He piloted the flying boat and tried to get close, but the red clouds disappeared in a flash, breaking away from the willow wind restricted by Dongxu Island. He disappeared in front of the crack in the void in one step and appeared ten miles away.

"I don't have such strength, so it's better to leave first." Chang Xuzi sighed and flew towards the exit.

Before passing through the rift in the void, he turned around and saw that the ray of light that was flying away was being chased by dozens of spiritual lights as soon as it came in.

Those who intercepted Fellow Daoist Liu were all the descendants who were waiting to save their ancestors. They probably learned about Liu Feng in the past few years.

At this time, three figures in succession passed by Chang Xuzi's spirit boat.

The ones wrapped in the swarm of Gu are the Yu brothers and sisters, and the one with a magic sword under their feet is Tu Qingyan.

With the same half-step to the eight realms, their flight was much slower than Liu Feng's.

When they came to this place, they quickly found Liu Feng. For no other reason than that, within a moment, Liu Feng was killed first.

When Chang Xuzi saw that there were only dozens of people chasing Liu Feng, when the Yu brothers and sisters and Tu Qingyan came to see, there were already over a hundred, and the number of monks was still increasing.

The dense brilliance of the magic weapon collided with the Buddhist and Taoist methods, and within twenty to thirty miles, all fragments of the inner heaven and earth protruding from the ground collapsed.

Without the restriction and suppression of Dongxu Island, Liu Feng took action together with his previous life, and the strength he showed was beyond the early stage of the Eighth Realm.

At a glance, the aura of the Bodhisattva that was about to take shape passed by, exploding and disappearing, and a large number of magic weapons were destroyed with every breath.

The semi-crazy monks who fell from high altitudes, in the Sixth and Seventh Realms, were crushed into blood mist by the seals that pushed them across before they could reach the ground.

As for the eight realms above the seven realms, those who were able to leave had already gone to Dongxu Island. At this moment, the dozen or so eight realms who were surrounding them were all controlled by their ancestors and had to fight for their lives.

But most of them lack vitality, their foundations are half destroyed, and they are losing their sanity under the erosion of hundreds of thousands of years of turbidity. They are no match for Liu Feng.

The black pagoda surged in the sky, creating a vast cloud of yin energy surrounding the mostly-formed Bodhisattva. Among them were more than forty evil spirits that had been completely refined, all of which were above the middle stage of the Seventh Realm.

The Yin Qi that can corrode other people's spiritual seas, but also restrains the mentally damaged creatures, besieging the crazy cultivators in the past is like moths flying into the flame.

"Let's not follow you just yet!"

The Yu brothers and sisters saw their throats dry and stopped the insect array. They did not rush to catch up with Liu Feng, but only guarded against the crazy cultivator coming.

Tu Qingyan tried to rescue the main body, but did not dare to go there at this time. Wherever he stared, he saw waves of monks who were killed, and those who were of some use were all reduced to nourishment, especially the monsters who died miserably.

"The Dharma is stabilizing, and his eight Buddha roots are about to be completed. The Fan family and the Wu family who arrived later arrived a little late."

I saw two dazzling masses of bloody light flying across the sky, rushing towards the place where Liu Feng and the people were fighting. In the bloody light were two treasures, an ax and a cauldron.

Tu Qingyan recognized that they were the Wangxue family from Bayin Continent. The Fan family and the Wu family were the mortal enemies of her demon kingdom in the past.

"rumble……"

The maze-like fragments of the inner heaven and earth collapsed, and the turbid water set off huge waves of hundreds of feet.

Two hundred miles away, where Liu Feng was fighting with others, the movement was so loud that it was an eye-catching place in the current chaotic and polluted world.

The Huangquan pagoda hangs in the air, and the image behind the pagoda is no longer an Arhat, but a Bodhisattva image that is five hundred feet high.

Between the brows of the Dharma image, the willow wind is standing in the air, and the majestic Buddha power around him is like a golden pattern, making ripples in the sky.

Compared to a bunch of weak old cripples, the power of Buddha in his body is much stronger.

"Tuo Sheng Sutra", "Lun Pan Sutra" and "Lotus Sutra", unknowingly, he had three inherited techniques to add to his body.

Having comprehended the true meaning of the ten Buddhist paths, and possessing part of the memory of Jing Chen and Venerable Lian He, I couldn't see him moving at all under the eight realms between my hands, I could only see the Buddha's light sweeping out.

Within the entire field of vision, not a single Buddhist dharma has failed.

From all directions, the figures of the surrounding monks turned into blood mist, and their blood essences, souls and spirits, magic weapon fragments, elixirs... all converged towards the Bodhisattva's Dharma.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Buddha Bead in Liu Feng's palm is collecting blood essence.

On his back, seven lotuses bloomed, and the eighth Buddha root, born from the power of Buddha, took root on the eighth spinal bone.

"In the early stage of the ordinary Eight Buddha Roots, even if you can achieve the Inner Heaven and Earth, it will only be about thirty miles away. You have already opened up the Inner Heaven and Earth of nearly fifty miles, which is enough." Jing Chen looked at the many monks who died tragically, with an indifferent expression.

Liu Feng nodded and grabbed the bone-white relic in front of him with one hand. His spiritual sense penetrated it and he saw that the inner world was indeed stable at forty-nine miles.

It is still not as good as the major Dharma kings in the Reincarnation Sect, but it is definitely much stronger than the ordinary Eight Buddha Roots in the initial stage.

Turning his hand, he pressed the bone-white relic into the forehead of the golden body sitting cross-legged in front of him.

He raised his head and looked up into the sky. He could sense another space where he couldn't see any breath.

Just like the huge space sensed by the alien Gu before, the other space that appeared now seemed to be only a few dozen feet away from him, but also seemed to be an endless distance away.

The golden body relied on induction, and six wisps of purple-green aura flew in, which was exactly what the monks in the world called immortal energy.

Liu Feng grabbed it with his left palm and took six wisps of purple-green aura, and there was also a wisp of pure white aura in his palm.

Seven strands of breath are in one palm, and the quality is clear at a glance.

"Jing Chen, something is fishy! The auras of the two are similar, but the immortal energy of the virtual world is not as good as this pure white immortal energy. If you use a wisp of both to cast spells, the former will only have 30% of the power of the latter."

On his neck, Jing Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his experience in this life was beyond his experience, and his master had never told him that there was a difference between superior and inferior immortal energy.

"It's possible that the two places you sensed are both virtual realms. Due to different regions, the quality of the immortal energy is different."

"If not, the pure white immortal energy comes from other spaces outside the virtual world. Only those with different sects can sense it there!"

"This is not something you and I can figure out. If you don't die, the mystery will be revealed one day... For now, let's stabilize the roots of the Eight Buddhas and return to Dongxu Island after handling the matters here."

Liu Feng glanced at the two flying bloody lights, one axe and one cauldron. The figures of the monks on the two spiritual treasures were all from the human race's royal blood clan.

Looking directly ahead, there is a third royal blood clan approaching on a Buddha flag. It is Chu Jing and his clan members whom I have seen before, and there are several more eight realms around them.

No matter which family they were from, the seniors who came were either looking confused or trembling, as if they were depressed to the limit and might go crazy at any time.

Looking at the past, these seniors who have perfected the Eight Realms, like other seniors who have broken the seal, their physical bodies have been completely eroded by the dirty atmosphere and have become evil bodies.

The only difference is that the rest of the old guys are crazy, and it is rare for some of these royal blood races to still retain their sanity. Three balls of blood flew closer one after another, and the "near" at the moment was also ten miles away.

As far as the eight realms are concerned, if you let go and are not suppressed by external forces, twenty miles are within the scope of the method. For the more powerful eight realms, it is thirty miles.

More than ten miles away, three ninth-grade spiritual treasures shook away many crazy figures who were not afraid of death. A skinny old man from each of the three families stepped forward.

"This must be fellow Daoist Liu Feng? Wu Yu, an old martial artist from Bayinzhou, would like to trouble my little friend to go with him."

"I am a member of the Fan family in Bayinzhou, and I would like to invite Fellow Daoist Liu to come."

After the Fan family and the Wu family, the bald old man of the Chu family cupped his hands in the distance and waved to call out Chu Jing.

Chu Jing flew out alone, and surprisingly she also had eight Buddha roots. When she came one mile away from the Bodhisattva's Dharma Appearance in two steps, she sent out a jade box with a sealing formation without saying a word.

"This is the relic left behind by our ancestor before he was enshrined. It is the only one that still retains the Buddha's power, but I think it will be enough for Fellow Daoist Liu to stabilize the roots of the Eight Buddhas."

Seeing the people of the Chu family spending so much money, the other two families were sullen and silent, while the elders of the two families who were depressed to the limit suddenly had their faces distorted.

Liu Feng accepted the relic sent by Chu Jing, handed it over to Jing Chen for refining on the spot, and bowed his hand to Chu Jing in return.

As the roots of the Eight Buddhas are stabilized, the perception of the virtual world is not as good as when it broke through the realm, and becomes a little blurry. It will take a lot of trouble to attract the immortal energy of the virtual world in this way.

There are partial memories of Jing Chen and Lian He, which Liu Feng expected. After six wisps of immortal energy in the virtual world, he can only slowly accumulate immortal energy like the other eight realms in the future.

Just like the King of Reincarnation, the Buddha Lotus blossoms with immortal energy when he exerts all his strength, which is accumulated over a long period of retreat, year after year.

"We don't have much time. You guys should lead the way first. Liu will do his best. After passing, I will guide you to open the gap. I forgive Liu for not approaching the formation personally." Liu Feng said straightforwardly.

This time is the second transaction between the two parties. Needless to say, it is to help the ancestor of the Chu family escape from the seal.

When Chu Jing and all the skinny tribesmen heard this, their faces suddenly lit up with joy. The four elders of the Eight Realm Perfection tribe who had turned into evil spirits also had smiles on their ferocious faces.

They were able to laugh, but the other two families couldn't. Within each ax and cauldron, more than four hundred emaciated figures rushed out, all of them from two families of the insane royal blood race.

Even if they are not under the seal, these descendants are still suffering for thousands of years. Most of them have difficulty maintaining normalcy and their minds are polluted by turbidity.

"Ignorant of good and evil."

The wizened old man named Wu Yu from the Wu family was furious. His belly bulged sharply, and the wails of men and women could be heard from inside. A martial spirit mixed with rich and turbid energy appeared behind him.

Tiangang earth evil surged wildly, Wuhun grabbed the bloody ax with one hand, the strong wind roared, and void cracks flashed in front of the ax blade.

The eight realms of the Wu family's warriors were angry, and the other five who broke the seal and came out of the eight realms were perfect. Two of the Wu family each used Dao Palace and Daoxiang, and three of the Fan family activated the Lingbao cauldron.

"This man named Liu refuses to go. Let's capture him alive and go to see our ancestor. First help my ancestor of the Wu family get out of trouble, and then go to the ancestor of the Fan family."

"Your ancestor has not responded at all for hundreds of years. He must have died. Go save my ancestor of the Fan family first."

"Don't worry about which house you go to, let's work together to capture him..."

Accompanied by crazy quarrels, the six members of the two families, who were in the Eighth Realm of Perfection, looked like crazy tigers, urging Lingbao to kill them.

After the six people, the remaining 400 or so tribesmen, including more than ten people from the early to middle stages of the Eighth Realm, gathered together to cut off Liu Feng's escape route.

Among the people in the Chu family, the faces of the four Eight Realms Perfectionists also became distorted. At such a critical moment, whoever dared to ruin their affairs would be buried with the other person at the risk of their own lives.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, please follow me first, my clan elders will stop them." Chu Jing said urgently.

As soon as he spoke, he slashed out more than ten miles of blood with an axe, and suppressed it with a cauldron from above.

Seeing the people of the Chu family taking action, the four elders of the Chu family wanted to use the ninth-grade Buddhist flags.

But before they could offer the Buddhist flags, the Huangquan Pagoda in front of Liu Feng surged, and the two wisps of purple-green fairy energy disappeared in his palms.

"Bang, bang..." There were two muffled sounds. The bloody light of the giant ax failed to break through the Huangquan Pagoda, and the suppressed cauldron was pressed against the top of the Pagoda.

In the two palms of Liu Feng's method, two wheel transfer printing methods were launched.

"Buzz..."

The golden wheel spins, and as it moves forward, it also brings out cracks in the void, in which the Buddha's power is higher than the previous half-step eight Buddha roots.

With the Buddha's power comparable to the middle stage of the Eight Buddhas, coupled with two wisps of immortal energy from the virtual world, it is impossible for a few old men to easily resist the use of the wheel transfer printing method.

The six elders of the family who were in the Eighth Realm of Perfection, and the four who were not within the scope of the spiritual light of Lingbao, were shattered to pieces under the golden wheel, and other evil spirits parasitic in the body were also twisted into flying ashes.

The two old men who survived relying on the Lingbao had their faces twitching for a moment, their crazy killing intent was still there, but they were filled with fear in their hearts, so they refused to deliver the second blow of the Lingbao.

The two families who had gathered around half of them, out of instinctive fear, distanced themselves from Liu Feng.

"You are old and disabled, and you still have two ninth-grade spiritual treasures that have been mostly eroded, and you want to capture Liu alive? You are really out of your mind. If you don't want to die, get away from me."

After Liu Feng finished speaking, he snorted coldly and ignored the younger generations of the two families who had fled. He had no time to kill them all and turned to the Chu family.

"Walk."

Chu Jing nodded immediately and led Liu Feng to fall on the Buddha flag.

Abandoning two families of lunatic men, Buddha Banner hurriedly fled south.

Taking advantage of the free time on the road, Liu Feng first glanced at the crack in the void. The exit was less than fifty feet away, and there was not much time left.

Looking at the polluted world here, as far as the eye can see, there is a filthy atmosphere all along the way, and most of the monks are corroded by the filthy atmosphere.

The so-called spiritual objects, such as blood stones, spiritual crystals, giant flowers, spiritual grasses and spiritual fruits, most of them have dirty auras and only a few are usable, so there is no need to bother with them.

As they rushed south, the Yu brothers and sisters followed them leisurely, but Tu Qingyan tried his best to cultivate in the eight realms, but could not catch up with the Buddha banner.

She was also in urgent need of Liu Feng's help, but unfortunately her clone could no longer provide any decent benefits. She could only hope that Liu Feng would help her body after rescuing the ancestor of the Chu family.

At the same time, six hundred miles away, in the sky above the Bone Tomb, at least 50,000 monks gathered, and half of them became fallen corpses.

There was a dragon-like soldier Gu on top of his head. Ouyang Shuiling grabbed a foot of black grease in his hand. He looked at Liu Feng's retreating back and bared his teeth and said: "This beast is so ferocious! You must leave quickly before it falls into his hands." "

Bing Gu swung his long tail and rushed towards the void rift.

Behind her, most of the original seventeen seventh-generation body Gu masters died in the fight just now, leaving only eight people.

What surprised Ouyang Shuiling a little was that Zhou Yatou was not that outstanding in fighting skills and was beaten to death one after another, but she was tougher than her other subordinates.

(End of this chapter)