Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 674 Ten People
Lu Ye was concerned about something else.

"Brother, where are the disciples who passed on the fire in the nearby demon territories now?"

The Thousand-Faced Judge shook his head and sighed.

He has traveled thousands of miles in the past few months, and has explored almost all the human villages with the help of spiritual weapons.

He found traces of about ten disciples who passed on the fire.

One third of the disciples were seriously injured before arriving at the territory, and they relied on their lofty beliefs to support themselves and get here.

They had no idea what kind of enemy they encountered on the way, and they barely survived for a few years after arriving here before they died and turned into ashes - this is how all humans in this world are treated after death because they have no land of their own to bury their bodies.

Those lands belong to the demon clan masters. They are used to grow crops and grass and raise livestock. Every inch of land is useful. How dare the lowly and inferior clans occupy the land for burial after death? So it is most appropriate to burn it into ashes directly.

Some brutal monsters have more elaborate methods and some even feed the animals directly to their pets.

There are still one third of disciples.

After staying here for more than ten years and passing down the Taoist tradition, his physical condition should be good enough, so he hurriedly set off to the next place.

Most of them are pseudo-spiritual root disciples, and even if they reach the perfection of Qi training, they can only live to be 150 years old.

Before your own life ends, you should spread the fire to one or two more places and go as far as possible, so that later generations may save one or two lives.

There is another one third of disciples.

They have changed their identities and are staying in the local area. Most of them are injured and have made almost no progress in their cultivation.

Some of them married and had children, some accepted disciples, used the Bone-Changing Pill to train the next generation, and wanted to turn into fire on the spot and spread the flame to the surrounding villages one by one.

"Brother Lu, please look..."

“This is something I brought back.”

The Thousand-Faced Judge waved his hand and an object flew out from the storage ring. It was a magical weapon owned by Qigong cultivators.

This is a wooden stick, or it can be called a dog-beating stick.

It should have been emerald green originally, but due to years of use, its surface has been worn into a patina.

This wooden stick is about one person tall and two fingers thick. It can be enlarged or reduced by inputting magic power. The wood is tough and can be compared to any magical weapon in the mortal world.

Moreover, it is gentle in nature and can help people practice, but its lethality is a bit weak.

Lu Ye exclaimed - isn't this the magic weapon used by us fire bearers?
This should be the magical weapon owned by the first generation of disciples, right?
At that time on the boat, two thousand pseudo-spiritual root disciples were vying to become fire bearers, and there were pursuers behind them, so a problem was placed before everyone.

Disciples should have something to protect themselves when they go on a journey. What should they use?

Don't even think about swords, guns, or knives. If you're fleeing on the road, are you afraid that they won't be conspicuous enough?

There were many magic weapons in Lu Ye's storage ring, but they were not suitable. He looked at the hundreds of wood monsters on the boat and made a decision to use local materials and use wooden sticks.

He had been a refugee before and was familiar with this matter.

This item is best for refugees, as it can save energy and help them resist some dangers.

Especially the branches shed by the wood monsters on the spot, after being refined with their accompanying magical powers, they can become a crude magical weapon.

Tough and inconspicuous, the hundreds of wood monsters on the wooden boat were plucked out one by one.

Even Demon Baiyi shed a branch, enlightened him, and gave him Jia Sanjiu.

This became a rule after that, even when the disciples of Master Silin went out to teach the Fire Master, they would use wooden sticks.

The wooden stick in front of you is used by the first generation of disciples.

Lu Ye took the wooden stick. It seemed to be normal on the surface, but when he touched it with his hand, he immediately felt the unevenness and fine lines.

"what……"

He input his magic power into the magic stick, and it immediately shone brightly and cast a piece of text on the ground.

"When we first set out on the journey, we went north, and ten of us traveled together as a group."

"We walked a hundred miles and encountered a demon tribe hunting for fun. They thought we were wild beasts and suddenly rushed down. We were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties. Five of our fellow disciples volunteered to cover the rear and we were able to escape."

"They fled in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to bury their bodies. They were in such a mess."

"We went forward another hundred miles, hiding during the day and traveling at night, being careful and cautious. We encountered a fight between two demons in the sky. The aftermath of their magical powers spread across the forest, killing and wounding countless animals and birds in the forest. We were also affected, and our fellow disciples protected us with their own bodies, and two more died."

"The other three of us set off again and arrived at a demon city, intending to spread the fire here."

"We entered the village as refugees, and once we were somewhat settled, we spread the fire and agreed to help each other."

"Only half a year later, a fellow disciple died while hunting outside while trying to protect a new disciple."

"Another year passed, and a fellow disciple suffered an unexpected disaster and was whipped to death by the angry demons. He died without revealing his cultivation and died in obscurity like a blade of grass."

"I am the only one left, carrying the torch for twenty years. I was injured on the road earlier, and my energy is running out. I carved this note as a souvenir."

"Fifty years of hard work, ten people set out to spread the flame, and one person succeeds."

"However, I now have ten disciples, two of whom have spiritual roots and eight of whom have pseudo-spiritual roots, who will inherit the legacy of passing on the flame."

"I have suffered from numerous illnesses and pains. I have endured until now and now I dare to die."

"The tiny spark is now divided into ten."

"This is a story of ten people setting out on a journey to pass on the fire, and finally ten of them succeeded."

"And the next generation of ten people don't need to travel like we did. They can just spread the fire in the nearby villages, and they can spread the fire to dozens or even hundreds of people."

"I am worthy of my fellow disciples who sacrificed their lives to guard me, my fellow disciples who protected me in the woods, and my fellow disciples who died halfway through the process of passing on the flame."

"Disciple Shang Ming will keep this as a record for future generations."

Lu Ye read the text from beginning to end in silence.

Only ten people with basic cultivation can travel together to resist risks. They don't want to cause trouble, but trouble comes to them, and seven of them die on the way.

The remaining three people blended into the village and worked with the villagers.

One died to protect his disciples, and the other was whipped to death by the unsuspecting demons without having the chance to do anything.

There was only one person left, who had survived for fifty years. The injuries he had sustained on the road in his early years tortured him to death, but he did not dare to die until he had trained ten qualified disciples, and then he let out the anger in his heart.

Ten people set out on the journey, one succeeds, one passes on the fire, ten fires are started.

With these ten fire bearers of the next generation, they can spread the fire nearby and spread hundreds of fires, completely civilizing the human race in this area.

"Shang Ming..."

Lu Ye sighed.

This is the pseudo-spiritual root disciple who first jumped out to pass on the fire. He is a descendant of Shang Tianti and looks extremely ugly.

He was ridiculed by his fellow disciples, saying that it would be difficult to find a woman to reproduce, so he insisted that since he couldn't have a son, he would accept a disciple to pass on his legacy.

From this record, Shang Ming undoubtedly completed his mission.

"What is this wooden stick?" Lu Ye looked at the Thousand-Faced Judge in confusion.

The Thousand-Faced Judge nodded and smiled bitterly.

"Shang Ming, you also remember that outer sect pseudo-spiritual root disciple, right?"

"Good boy, you married and had a son here, but your son's physique is average and he can't even practice martial arts. I found this from his disciple."

"I used a trick to change it out."

"This disciple is worthy of being a disciple of my Lingyun Sect. He will pass on the fire for life and never forget his oath."

Shang Ming was only in his twenties when he went to pass on the fire, and he died fifty years later when he was only in his seventies. For a cultivator with pseudo-spiritual roots, this lifespan was too short.

However, in his short life, he passed down ten fires and fulfilled his promise.

Behind Shang Ming's passing on of the fire were the nine fellow disciples who had set out on the journey together but unfortunately died one after another without achieving anything.

Lu Ye and Qianmian Judge sighed, summoned wine from their storage rings, and sprinkled them on the ground to pay tribute to this loyal disciple. "Old Shang..." Lu Ye patted Qianmian Judge's shoulder, "You have to cheer up."

"Look... the human race in Ma Wujiang's territory is numb and the fire transmission has failed."

"But the surrounding villages are like dry grass that can be easily ignited."

"How many aliens like Ma Wujiang are there in the world today under the rule of the demon race? Isn't there firewood everywhere?"

"The spread of fire is unstoppable."

“As long as the surrounding fires start, no matter how numb the villagers in Ma Wujiang’s territory are, they will be dried out and ignited, eventually forming a continuous fire.”

"The demon tribe gave us fifty years to spread the fire."

“By the time they discovered it, there were already countless fires all over the land, and it was impossible to stop it.”

"Behind one Shang Ming, many fellow disciples fell, but one Shang Ming also gave rise to more fires."

"With so many loyal and brave disciples, time will only stand on the side of our human race when it comes to passing on the fire."

The Thousand-Faced Judge smiled bitterly and nodded.

"I understand the reason, but I am heartbroken."

"After some investigation, I saw with my own eyes the fate of these Fire Transmission disciples. I felt bad."

The two of them expressed their deep emotion and did not practice that night, but secretly held a memorial service for all the disciples.

The next day.

Now that the surroundings have been explored clearly, Lu Ye and the Thousand-Faced Judge have no attachment to this place anymore and prepare to leave.

Ma Wujiang was still reluctant to leave.

He said to Lu Ye.

"Brother Yuan Shi, your subordinates haven't found enough followers for you yet, not even one that you like. Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"Wouldn't it be nice for us to stay together for a few more months?"

Lu Ye shook his head.

"Brother, it's not that I want to leave, but the family has something to call me."

"I cannot disobey my father's order. I have to leave."

Ma Wujiang slapped his horse's legs.

"Okay, Brother Yuan Shi, which direction are you going?"

"I'll give you a ride, at least a thousand miles away."

Lu Ye's eyes turned and he thought to himself, I've been drinking your wine for so long, you'd better not seek death. How can he and the Thousand-Faced Judge continue to work if you send him so far?

He suddenly remembered something and smiled.

"I'm going east."

"A thousand miles away is Xihe City."

"Why don't you take me there, brother? We are on a tight schedule, so it shouldn't be a big deal to just have some fun for half a day."

Xihe City was the garrison city set up by the demons in Xihe Continent back then, with one city dominating the entire continent.

During its heyday, there was always a great saint from the demon clan in charge.

Even the Sky Demon Ancestor once stayed here for a short period of time.

After all, the power of the demon clan is growing, and the demon clan is not blind and can see it.

Xihe City is built on a big mountain named Xihe Mountain, which is the best paradise in Xihe Continent.

Later, the demon clan rose in power. The demon clan knew that they could not defeat the demon clan in their territory, so the demon army guarding Xihe City fled back to Dazhongzhou without any orders.

Therefore, Xihe City also fell completely into the hands of the demon clan.

It was once the dojo of the Camel Lion Saint, one of the four great saints of the demon race.

Of course, this happened fifty years ago. There is no Mahayana Sage in charge now, because the Camel Lion Sage was also seriously injured when he besieged Mo Baiyi at Baisui Mountain.

He was sprayed with the filthy secret fire that had been accumulated by Mo Baiyi for a thousand years. His whole body was burning from the inside out, and there was no way to extinguish the fire, like a carbuncle on the bones. Even his soul and Nascent Soul body were affected.

He tried many methods of reincarnation, possession, and disintegration, but none of them worked. In the end, his amazing skills were completely burned to ashes, and he transformed back into an ordinary mixed-haired lion before he died.

Thanks to his high level of cultivation, he managed to endure for more than ten years before his death.

Now one of his disciples, a True Saint, is in charge.

The teleportation array that Mo Baiyi left behind to connect the two worlds is on Xihe Mountain.

Lu Ye had long wanted to find out something.

After all, he had sworn an oath, and although there were many ways to fulfill the oath, he had also figured out a few ways.

But it is necessary to explore the teleportation array in advance.

He has been staying in the Si Shi Forest, busy teaching his disciples, and has not come out of the mountain for decades. This time, since he followed the Thousand Faces Judge out of the mountain by accident, and with the protection of Ma Wujiang, the real Demon Emperor, it is a good opportunity to take a look.

After all, although Ma Wujiang was despised by the neighboring demon tribes because of his bloodline, countless people mocked him behind his back as a mixed-blood descendant of a coolie who pulled carts.

But on the other hand, this monster is a well-known and famous monster.

With him as a cover, it couldn't be safer.

Moreover, Lu Ye had privately looked at the fish and dragon picture and found that Ma Wujiang's soul was extremely powerful.

Some monster-race hybrids become worse and worse, but occasionally, after racial hybrids, extremely powerful offspring will appear.

Ma Wujiang is the latter. He is only 600 years old this year and is considered a young and promising demon.

Regardless of whether his ancestor was a mount or a horse pulling a carriage, the fact that he was chosen by the great Mahayana sage Kunpeng must be that he had achieved the state of a combined body and was from the ancient alien Pegasus clan, with extremely high and strong roots.

Ma Wujiang also had a fight with Lu Ye when he was drunk.

This guy has one horn, two wings and four hooves. His speed is faster than that of birds. His one horn can enable him to travel through the air and increase his speed.

Auspicious clouds appear under its hooves, and it can block the magical powers of the five elements. This is a magical power inherited from its maternal donkey demon. It is very domineering and is actually a strong enemy.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to defeat the Thousand-Faced Judge, who was in the late stage of Spirit Transformation. Lu Ye had a very high opinion of him in his heart, and he was sure that he would be able to achieve the same level of cultivation as his grandfather in the future.

This guy was quite nice to the humans under his command, otherwise the Fire Transmission Plan would not have been thwarted. He had also been drinking his wine for several months. Lu Ye had no intention of killing him before leaving, but he came over and used him as a talisman and shield, which was still appropriate.

Sure enough, when Ma Wujiang heard that "Yuan Banshan" invited him to go to Xihe City together, he immediately agreed to go.

"Brother Shi, you have found the right person."

"I'm also familiar with Xihe City. I know which wine shop has the best wine and which witch is the most charming..."

Lu Ye: "..."

There's no need to be a banshee. I'm not that kind of banshee.

So the next day, the group of demons set out on their journey in a mighty procession.

Lu Ye took out his golden cloud chariot again and replaced the four puppet horses pulling the chariot in front, so as not to make Ma Wujiang feel uncomfortable.

The two monsters were drinking and having fun on the cloud chariot, accompanied by a dozen Yuanying monsters.

The cloud car was comfortable to sit in, but the speed was a bit slow. Finally, we arrived at Xihe City one day later.

But I saw a majestic mountain rising from the ground, its peak reaching the clouds, and in the shadow of it I could see a big city.

In addition, there are countless small towns under the city in the mountains, occupying each peak. The evil spirit is soaring, and each has a different atmosphere. It is indeed the number one blessed land in Xihezhou.

(End of this chapter)