Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 593 Practice
Lu Ye used his spiritual power to examine the bodies of these children, and after a moment he could not hide the disappointment on his face.

Although Shang Tianti's magic power has regressed and he is now only at the initial stage of the Golden Core, it is obviously easy for him to detect several spiritual roots without any mistakes.

The spiritual roots of these young children are indeed just barely enough.

If it were placed in the East China Sea in the future, it would be regarded as a treasure by the most ordinary foundation-building families.

However, it is impossible for ordinary Jindan sects or even larger foundation-building sects to treat them as core true disciples.

That is to say, even if they embark on the path of cultivation, their final achievements will not be high, and it is God's blessing that they can succeed in building a foundation.

Even if this world is rich in spiritual energy and treasures, after these children are forcibly taken away according to the rules of the demon tribe, the demon tribe cannot put much effort into their training, and their achievements are limited.

“Brother Lu,” Shang Tianti observed Lu Ye’s expressions and saw that his face was full of disappointment, so he waved his hand and asked the children to retreat.

"In fact, I have been in this world for fifty years, and I am used to it."

"It is said that in the past few hundred years, only one person with a medium-level spiritual root has appeared in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. He was captured by the demon tribe and cultivated, and later he cultivated into a golden elixir."

"Of course, this genius later became a powerful weapon to suppress the human race."

"He gave himself the name Tiger Loyal Servant under the command of the White Tiger Demon King."

"I know that if you want to revitalize the human race, you must train your own monks."

"Let alone how to hide it from the demon tribe, how difficult it would be to accomplish this under their noses."

"The current immortal cultivation seeds of the human race are all inferior seedlings. They can't grow into towering trees."

Shang Tianti looked at Lu Ye carefully, swallowed his saliva and said.

"Brother Lu, you should seize the time to practice and break through the Spiritual Transformation Realm."

"Brother, I will also benefit from following you and achieve Nascent Soul."

"We have done our best to preserve some vitality for the human race."

"It's not that we don't want to help our fellow tribesmen, but our fellow tribesmen are simply unable to help us, and the conditions do not allow it!"

"Anyway, even if there were no two of us in history, didn't the human race eventually overthrow the rule of the demon race?"

Lu Ye stood up, walked around on the ground a few times, and suddenly changed the subject without responding to Shang Tianti's words.

"Old Shang, you know I killed three demon race Golden Core Great Perfection people, which one died the most miserably?"

Shang Tianti felt puzzled and shook his head honestly saying he didn't know.

Lu Ye took out a piece of Yinhun wood from his storage ring.

This ghost tree had been roughly sacrificed, and a four-tusked wild boar demon spirit was trapped tightly on it, with its five senses sealed. The spirit was in a daze, unaware of what was happening around it.

Lu Ye opened his mouth and a mouthful of infant fire rushed out, igniting the ghost wood.

The ghost wood burned violently, and the ghost of the demon king burned along with it, and the ban was lifted at the same time.

The demon king screamed in agony, and after taking a closer look at his surroundings, he became furious.

All he saw was a simple wooden house with two lowly people standing nearby, watching him burn in the flames.

This wild boar demon king Su came and treated humans as nothing more than blood food like a two-horned sheep, and immediately started cursing.

"Asshole! I am the Demon King's nephew and successor!"

"Put out this strange fire!"

"Master, I will grant you a quick death. I will swallow both of you whole to fill my stomach."

"Otherwise, I'll have to pull out my tendons and bones, cook their hearts and livers, make soup out of their marrows, and chew on my eyeballs as a snack after meals to clear off the greasiness."

Shang Tianti was speechless.

This wild boar has no brains. Even in such a bad situation, it is still so arrogant.

How could a mere remnant soul of his have the ability to threaten two monks?
Shang Tianti's body shook, and the magical energy of the Golden Core Realm surged out.

The wild boar's remaining soul's momentum weakened, and its voice dropped eight octaves. It muttered, "It's strange. Why don't you have any demon patterns on your forehead, you lowly creature?"

He still asked the two men to rescue him and no longer mentioned the matter of devouring them, and he could generously allow them to keep their bodies intact.

Lu Ye sneered, and the aura of Nascent Soul magic power burst out from his body.

The wild boar's remaining soul was stunned. It first shouted "Impossible" and stared at the two of them with a fierce look on its face.

He threatened, "Which demon king's clan do you belong to? It's bad enough that you don't have a demon pattern on your forehead, but you actually dared to cross the border and come to the Shiwan Mountains to act wildly."

The three demon kings of the Ten Thousand Mountains definitely do not have any Nascent Soul-level followers.

If your master knew about this, according to the rules of the demon clan, he would not be able to protect you and you would be tortured to death.

The remnant spirit of the wild boar was very cunning and even tried to sow discord between the two.

You two have done this deadly thing together. According to the rules of the demon clan, whoever reports the other first will have a chance to escape death.

Lu Ye sneered, then transformed himself into a green ape, emitting a pure demonic energy.

The wild boar, screaming and screaming after being burned by the ghost wood, finally recognized the breath of its murderer.

Although he couldn't understand why a lowly race would suddenly transform into a demon race.

But this time he finally knew how to beg for mercy, and shouted "Master Ape King", please spare my life.

It would have been better if he didn't beg for mercy. As soon as he begged for mercy, Lu Ye pushed his magic power and the flames became stronger.

The wild boar knelt down and begged for mercy in a humble voice. But in just a moment, it was burned to ashes.

Shang Tianti stared blankly at the ashes on the ground, as if he had realized something.

The remaining soul of the wild boar that was tied to the Yinhong wood and burned to death was clearly the Four-fanged Wild Boar King, the nephew of the Wild Boar Demon King.

One of the three Jindan Dayuan masters killed by Lu Ye last night.

Lu Ye said leisurely on the side.

Three golden elixir demons.

The Double-Winged Flying Tiger was fooling around with the female goblin on the bed when he was hit by her spiritual weapon and died instantly.

The Flower-Horned Iron Bull was wrestling and playing with his subordinates when Lu Ye slapped his head into his chest. It was a peaceful death.

Only the four-tusked wild boar was stepped on by Lu Ye, whose teeth were pulled out one by one, and whose eyes were gouged out and whose heart was cut out. Even after its death, his soul was extracted by him until it was burned to death just now.

Why is this?

Because this guy deserves to die. He was drinking happily when Lu Ye came to his house. There were human hearts and livers on the table, and human bones under the table, with teeth marks all over them.

Lu Ye deliberately made him die in pain, and even refined his soul after his death.

"Old Shang, you saw it too."

"This wild boar king looked at the two of us and called us inferiors."

"Even if we release our magical aura, he is not afraid and is still full of threats."

"Only when I turned into a demon did he feel fear and beg for mercy."

"After a few decades, even if you and I have achieved the state of Nascent Soul, we will still be nothing more than a piece of cake in the eyes of these monsters."

"It's nothing more than two plates of delicious dishes marked with the marks of other high-ranking demon races."

"Can you bear this?"

Lu Ye patted Shang Tianti on the shoulder.

"I can't bear it anyway."

"What's the point of our cultivation?"

"In the future, when we humans rule the earth, we don't need to think about these things. We practice to seek longevity and gain the great way."

"Coming to this era, it is to preserve more vitality for the human race and leave the fire for the future!"

The more Lu Ye spoke, the brighter his eyes became.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, as he analyzed the thoughts word by word, the Dharma image of the Bodhisattva of Merit shone brightly, and the Dharma image itself became more exquisite, transparent, pure and flawless.

However, Lu Ye now has no time to pay attention to the changes in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He said in an impassioned tone.

"Right, that is it!"

“This is the way we practice!”

"We practice to become stronger, to stand up better, not to use our practiced and tender body as a delicacy for the demons and monsters!"

"I was having a great time killing last night and didn't think too much about it."

"Just now, I refined the remnant soul of the wild boar, and I could see the path I should take more clearly!"

"Old Shang," Lu Ye put his hand on Shang Tianti's shoulder, "Would you like to lend me a hand?"

Shang Tianti opened his mouth wide, as if he was meeting Lu Ye for the first time. Oh my god, I just want to be the founder of Lingyun Sect and entertain myself.

Man, do you want to make such a big deal?

He looked at Lu Ye, whose magic power had reached its peak, and then looked at the arm on his shoulder. He knew that he would die if the magic power in it was released.

He swallowed and nodded numbly.

"Yes, Brother Lu, I am willing to lend you a hand!"

He raised his only remaining left arm and said self-deprecatingly.

“That’s all I can do.”

"I can only lend you a helping hand."

Lu Ye laughed.

"Lao Shang, it's enough for you to say this!"

"I will install a puppet mechanism arm for you in a few days."

"If one arm isn't enough for you, I'll put eight more arms on your back!"

"From now on, you will be the founder of Lingyun Sect, the Nine-Armed Sword God!"

Shang Tianti instantly became horrified and dumbfounded.

"Ah, Brother Lu."

"How do you know that the founder of my sect is called the Nine-Armed Sword God?"

"What? I just said that casually. I don't know."

The two looked at each other and suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

Don’t they know if this is a coincidence or a historical necessity?

If it is the former, it is easy to deal with. If it is the latter, then it is a big problem.

Did the two of them leave a mark in history?

Shang Tianti forced a smile and said it must be a coincidence.

My Lingyun Sect is just a Yuanying sect that has only existed for a thousand years in history and cannot be traced back to such an ancient era.

Lu Ye also breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

It is already hard to accept to be trapped in the cracks of history. If I become an important historical figure, my random actions may affect future generations. It is terrifying to think about it.

The two discussed a few more sentences.

Since we have decided to cultivate and expand the power of the human race under the noses of the demon race, we need to cultivate our own cultivators.

In the field of martial arts, there are already many masters in the human villages, and there is not much room for improvement.

In this world of cultivating immortals, the power that can truly determine victory or defeat still lies with the cultivators.

As we all know, monks need money, companions, Dharma and land to practice.

That is, spiritual stones, skills, inheritance and spiritual land.

The two of them got together and actually came up with a solution.

There is no need to consider the spiritual land first. This place is regarded as a barren mountain and wilderness by the world, but in the future generations it would be an enviable paradise.

As for spirit stones, there is no shortage of them. The spirit stone mines that have been excavated in the Ten Thousand Mountains are of the highest quality in the future. It is easy to find some first or second level spirit veins that the demon clan looks down upon.

As for the skills, that was not a problem. Lu Ye had collected too many of them, and Shang Tianti also had quite a few introductory skills of the Lingyun Sect, which were just suitable for guiding human cultivators into the practice.

The two of them together can at least come up with a few sets of exercises from Qi Refining and Foundation Building to Nascent Soul Formation.

As for the master who teaches the skills.

One of them is in the Nascent Soul stage, and the other is in the Golden Core stage. It is more than enough for them to teach a group of preparatory cultivators who have not yet started practicing immortal cultivation.

Shang Tianti suggested that many human villages in the Shiwan Mountains had been destroyed and turned into ruins for various reasons in the past.

Some of the ruins are located in areas with rugged transportation, poor mountains and bad water.

With just a little tidying up, it can be used as a base for cultivating immortal seeds, and magic arrays can be set up around it.

As long as the three Demon Kings don't come close to investigate personally, it should be possible to keep it secret.

Of course, spirit stones alone are not enough. Practicing the hundreds of arts of immortality requires captives, elixirs, puppets, mechanisms, spiritual soldiers, and so on.

Various auxiliary materials are also needed to refine magical weapons and spiritual weapons.

Lu Ye laughed loudly. His own vest as Taoist Miyan still had the names of the Thirty-Six Thieves of the East China Sea.

He might not be able to rob his own people, but he had no problem robbing a second-level demon.

The three demon kings’ treasuries are full of treasures. He is happy to help demons and is willing to lighten the burden for the three demon kings.

The two discussed for several hours and finally decided on everything one by one.

The short-term goal is to train more than a dozen monks in this village and strive to produce a foundation-building monk.

The mid-term goal is to connect the dots and make the center blossom. In the Ten Thousand Mountains, there are more than 30 human villages under the command of the White Tiger Demon King, and the number under the command of other Demon Kings is similar.

This means there are hundreds of villages with a population of over 100,000.

Strive to have monks in every village.

The long-term goal is to enable the local cultivators trained in the Ten Thousand Mountains to walk out of the mountains and spread the human cultivation methods throughout the land.

Lu Ye and Monk Tianti were in a good rapport and did not set any time limits for these goals.

Currently, one of them is in the Nascent Soul stage and the other is in the Golden Core stage, and their lifespans are longer than those of ordinary people.

The above goals may take thousands of years to achieve, and may fail along the way.

After all, overthrowing the rule of the demon clan would take thousands of years.

Now, all the two of them are doing is carefully nurturing a flame.

"Old Shang!" Lu Ye patted Shang Tianti's shoulder out of habit.

"Even if we accomplish the first goal, we will have countless merits."

"They are all recorded in history books, have their biographies written on monuments, have their statues erected, and enjoy incense and sacrifices."

Shang Tianti was so excited by what he heard that he couldn't wait to roll up his sleeves and get to work.

He was suddenly startled.

"Hey, that's not right, Brother Lu. Since we have done such great deeds, why is there no record of us in the history books?"

"Did we lose?"

Lu Ye's heart skipped a beat and he flatly rejected Shang Tianti's idea.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Don't you know what kind of virtues we humans have?"

"Once you have secured your throne, you will inevitably have to fight!"

"There have been many major wars in the world of immortal cultivation, and I don't know how many inheritance records have been destroyed."

"Think about it, since we humans have the last laugh, it means this is still feasible."

"This will definitely work!"

Shang Tianti was encouraged by Lu Ye and immediately left excitedly to look for a suitable place.

Lu Ye watched him leave and added in his heart.

This will definitely succeed, but the success may not depend on you or me.

Forget it, let's take a step by step.

Although he lied to Shang Tianti about other things, one thing he said was true.

We can't be practicing to turn ourselves into a dish, right?
As Shang Tianti left, the room became empty.

Lu Ye immediately set up formations around him, sat cross-legged in meditation, sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and began to practice.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Lu Ye's spirit opened his eyes, and the space underwent earth-shaking changes.

The spiritual body of the Bodhisattva of Merit was floating in the air, with countless dark light spots all around it, and many twisted and struggling human souls could be vaguely seen inside.

There is a halo behind the spirit’s head, which is the golden wheel of merit, emitting circles of golden light.

When these residual souls entered the range of golden light, the dark gray aura on their bodies was completely washed away, their painful and struggling faces became peaceful and serene, and they turned into wisps of white smoke and dissipated into the sky.

Golden spots of light fell from the white smoke, feeding back to the spirit of the Bodhisattva, making it stronger.

(End of this chapter)