Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 142 Chapter 141 Another enlightenment

"This exquisite tower has nine floors, each floor corresponds to a demon of a certain level."

"The higher you go, the stronger the demons become, and the fewer there are."

Seeing that Li Cunxiao's expression had returned to normal, Taiyi Zhenren felt relieved and gave a brief introduction.

This exquisite tower was not created by an illusion, but was his spiritual weapon in reality, appearing in the interior scene.

The monsters in the tower, starting from the fifth floor, are all rare species specially collected by Taiyi Zhenren.

As for the second, third and fourth levels, they were actually all captured in the past half month. The latter were specially captured near Pingdingshan for Li Cunxiao to practice with.

Logically speaking, some first-level monsters should be captured on the first floor, but the first-level monsters are too weak to be used just for show, and Taiyi is too lazy to spend the effort, so the first floor is empty.

"Qing Tong, my original intention was to give you the Wind Fire Wheel for protection. If you want to sharpen yourself, you can't rely on external objects."

There is one thing he didn't mention, that is, the monsters are consumed too quickly when the Wind and Fire Wheel kills them, and they have to go all over the mountains and plains to catch them afterwards.
Taiyi Zhenren waved his hand, and Li Cunxiao suddenly felt that the "signal" between Fenghuolun and him was cut off.

Not only that, the state that was originally equivalent to the perfection of internal organs in reality has gradually slipped and fallen to the perfection of muscles and tendons.

"Suppressing my realm? That's fine, as long as it can increase my evil spirit."

Although Li Cunxiao couldn't figure out the principle of killing demons in an illusion and increasing evil spirits for a while, but then again, what does it matter if he couldn't figure it out?
He's going on a killing spree!
"Roar!!!!!"

The long-lost tiger roar came from the body again. The golden tiger eyes were like large flashlights. The swollen body reached 1.9 meters again. He took off his shirt, revealing terrifying muscles covered with black tiger stripes.

In the cage in the distance, the space was fluctuating like water again, and three demons of different shapes seemed to pass through the mirror and appeared ten feet away.

boom!
There was a loud bang, and it was still the dragonfly-skimming-the-water technique, but in the hands of Li Cunxiao, who had already advanced to the internal organs realm, it had a different flavor.

It is less graceful and agile, but more fierce and explosive.

In a flash, afterimages were left behind. The dark blue tiger claws, like blades, grabbed the still dazed demon's head and tore it apart fiercely.

Ouch! ! ! ! !
Amidst a roar mixed with pain and anger, half of the flesh on the demon's face was torn off, revealing bloody white facial bones.

However, Li Cunxiao did not stop. He sank his left foot like a thousand-pound copper pillar deep into the ground, and then he spun with his right foot and kicked!

The demon's head as big as a millstone exploded directly!

"happy!"

Ever since he was promoted to the internal organs, Li Cunxiao has gotten used to using the Dragon Sparrow Sword to stimulate the sword energy.

The long-awaited close combat again gave him a sense of pleasure as his punches hit flesh.

The two demons nearby were planning to go forward and eat the human, but they had to watch helplessly as a fellow demon who was as powerful as themselves was beaten to pieces.

When Li Cunxiao's gaze fell on them, the two demons turned around and fled at the same time.

"Want to escape?"

The explosion of the air and the howling of the demons were mixed together. Taiyi Zhenren looked at Li Cunxiao who was still chopping melons and vegetables, and felt very satisfied.

For these descendants of the holy land, being invincible at the same level and fighting against opponents higher than their level are as common as eating and drinking water.

However, warriors of the same level and demons of the same level are not the same thing.

People are wise, know how to adapt to circumstances, and use underhanded tactics.

Demons are born from the evil energy of heaven and earth. Although they are born with powerful bodies and natural supernatural powers, their success and failure are both due to the evil energy of heaven and earth. The evil energy also prevents them from having wisdom.

The demons in the world are all bloodthirsty and violent beasts. On the road to advancement, they eat warriors and their own kind.

This is a cruel thing created by heaven and earth. Unless one is two or three realms higher, it is difficult to make these demons who are addicted to killing feel fear.

But Li Cunxiao did it.

"More ferocious than demons of the same realm, even fighting many alone. This is something that even I couldn't do back then."

"It seems that there is nothing to worry about in terms of combat power."

Taiyi thought for a moment. In just two quarters of an hour, Li Cunxiao had killed nearly twenty demons. The stone slabs on the second floor were covered with blood and body parts.

He himself was covered in blood, his golden pupils were brighter and brighter, and there was a hint of joy in his expression, but strangely, there was no trace of bloodthirsty chaos.

"You are truly a natural born god of war," Taiyi praised, and with a wave of his hand, the two of them left the Linglong Tower.

"Why did you come out?"

Li Cunxiao was still not satisfied, and he looked inward at the vajra. The evil energy on it had increased by one tenth compared to before he fell asleep.

If he was not restricted in using the Wind-Fire Wheels, he would be able to open up the Qianyinqiao acupoint immediately by killing the demons in the second layer.

"I can come to this Linglong Tower again in the future. I can do martial arts and make pills, combining movement with stillness, and combining work and rest."

Taiyi Zhenren's meaning is very simple, just express it in a meaningful way.
Don't try to kill me every day, I can't catch him.

Li Cunxiao wasn't dissatisfied. After all, the slaughterhouse was generating less evil energy, and the Linglong Tower was a solution to their urgent need.

"Let's go. The 'Theory of Alchemy' is extensive and profound, but alchemy is ultimately a detailed and meticulous job. Today, your father will teach you the method of preparing demon materials. It can be used on all kinds of demons in the world."

"It will take an hour this time too?"

Li Cunxiao slowly opened his eyes and looked at the specially prepared clepsydra, seeming to be thinking about something.

The time difference between the two dreams was almost the same. And this time, because he was prepared, he could vaguely feel it.

The process of falling asleep is not completely without drain on him.

His blood, flesh and vital energy were still abundant, but he felt a little tired mentally. This was quite incredible for Li Cunxiao, who had been able to stay awake for three days and three nights after the promotion of internal organs.

"Anyway, this longevity lock is truly a treasure, as it can help you learn alchemy knowledge and gain evil spirits."

Li Cunxiao took off the gold ring from his arm and rubbed it and played with it.

Could it be that the evil spirit actually comes from this thing?

Being able to evolve nearly a hundred second-level demons, how terrifying must the evil spirit be?
Not to mention there are seven floors above - but you can't get up there right now, so it might be empty inside.

"Is it really a relic of some powerful being?"

After wandering his thoughts for a while, fatigue came over him and he fell into a deep sleep.

Outside Tiangu Temple, in the shadow of a wall, Taiyi, who was sitting cross-legged, also opened his eyes and sneaked down the mountain.

Although the possibility of being discovered by Qi Ci is very small, it is better to be safe than sorry.

"Sanlang's fighting power is extraordinary. He consumes demons faster than I expected. It seems I need to catch more."

After returning to Pingdingshan, Taiyi took out the Linglong Tower from somewhere, threw it casually, and it turned into the size of a thatched hut.

Anyway, low-level monsters can be easily caught, it just takes some effort.

"When we get to the third and fourth levels, the third- and fourth-level monsters will have all sorts of strange abilities, so it won't be that easy to kill them."

"It's impossible to kill all the people on the lower three floors in just one month, right?"

Taiyi Zhenren was amused by his own thoughts, clapped his hands, and the green horse walked out of the hut.

The former pointed to the exquisite tower and said, "Good horse, go clean up the tower."

The latter reluctantly took a step forward, waiting for the golden light to illuminate it, and entered the second level. When it reappeared, it was a mighty nine-headed lion. No, seven-headed lion. Looking at the strewn limbs on the ground, the lion head in the middle sighed, and then all seven of its maws opened in unison. A terrifying suction force like a tornado instantly devoured all the stumps on the ground.

"Hiccup~~~"

The ground became clean again. The green lion heads all burped, squatted down, stretched out their claws to the largest lion head in the middle, and picked their teeth casually.

For some reason, it felt that the taste of today's rice was a little different from before, but it couldn't tell what was different.

After all, it can't speak.

But anyway, it seems to taste better than usual.

After the blue lion finished eating, it walked around the cage door. All the demons inside were crawling on the ground, trembling.

It just kept going up like this. With each level it went up, the number of demons became smaller, but they were still trembling in front of the blue lion, only the amplitude of the trembling was different.

When it reached the staircase leading to the seventh floor from the sixth, the blue lion turned around very skillfully, leaped forward, and transformed into a horse, jumping out of the Linglong Tower.

Taiyi Zhenren just took a look and then looked away again.

The lowest he could use now were fifth-grade elixirs. He had no use for materials below fifth grade.

The slaughterhouse had to carefully cut up the flesh and blood for storage, but Taiyi threw it all to the nine-headed lion to eat.

Convenient and saves trouble.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed and time quietly came to July.

With only half a month left until the Ullambana Festival on July 15th, the city is becoming increasingly crowded. Even in Tiangu Temple, the number of people coming to worship the mountain is gradually increasing.

In contrast, the number of demons sent from the slaughterhouse is decreasing.

Decong is obsessed with alchemy. Even on festivals like the Ullambana Festival, he still stays in the alchemy room all day long, and the high-level materials he needs are still delivered in an endless stream.

But for his eldest disciple Yuancan, his master does not like to socialize, but he has to keep up appearances.

With more social interactions, there is less time to refine medicine, and the slaughterhouse naturally becomes less busy.

If there had been no income from the night illusion, Li Cunxiao would probably be extremely anxious by now.

But now, even if the slaughterhouse is idle, he still has evil spirits to take every day.

He worked in the slaughterhouse during the day and was off duty before noon. Seeing that the vajra was about to be filled, Li Cunxiao did not stay in the house all day to meditate and cultivate his spiritual power.

In order to solve the mystery in the dream and understand the origin of the young boy, he once again went into the Sutra Library and began to read a lot of books.

Although there has been no breakthrough these days, I have gained a better understanding of the world today.

According to the information obtained in the dream, the Qingtong Jun and Dongwang Mu Gong's secular surname was Li.

Among the five most prominent surnames and seven most famous families in the world, there are two families with the surname Li.

One is the Zhaojun Li family of Hebei Province. During the Anshi Rebellion, Hebei Province was the first to be hit. There has always been much controversy about whether the Li family joined the rebellion or rebelled.

The other is the Longxi Li family of Longyou Road, which is said to be from the same clan as the current royal family.

For example, before Emperor Taizong Wen ascended the throne, he was granted the title of King of Qin. This "Qin" refers to Qinzhou in Longyou Road.

This is why the Li family later seized the world and named the country Qin.

In addition to the two Li families, there is actually one of the seven families in Henan Province, and it is located in Zhengzhou, not far west of Songzhou.

The Zheng family of Xingyang, adjacent to the eastern capital Luoyang, has extensive connections in several neighboring states and is surrounded by students and old friends.

It is said that Bai Xiangshan, the governor of Songzhou, was supported by him, and the current chief officer of Songzhou, Zheng Yanchang, also came from a branch of the Zheng family of Xingyang.

"I wonder which Li clan this Dongwang Mugong comes from?"

With doubts, Li Cunxiao couldn't help but hint at it when he fell asleep at night.

But he didn't know if it was his illusion, but whenever he brought up this issue, the other party always found a way to change the subject.

On a summer night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Li Cunxiao woke up from the bed, looking a little helpless.

Compared to those dull palace maids and Taoist priests, this Eastern King Mu Gong is simply too lively.

He now had some doubts that he had entered not the memory of Qing Tongjun, but the memory of Dong Wang Mugong.

"But no matter what, I finally filled up my vajra collection again."

Looking at the golden treasure pestle, Li Cunxiao felt a slight sense of satisfaction in his heart.

In the past few days, he had cleared out all the monsters on the second floor, but every time he came back after a sweep, the monsters would always be replenished.

Seeing that the monsters can be refreshed, Li Cunxiao became more motivated. Next time he enters the dream, he will try to enter the third level.

Demons of the same level can provide more evil energy, allowing him to complete the five internal organs sooner.

"Tonight, I will refine the front yin first. Vajra, break!"

The familiar cool air seeped down into the kidneys, as if a small lake had turned into a vast ocean. The surging kidney water surged, impacting the four acupoints of Huiyin, Qugu, Zhongji, and Guanyuan.

For a moment, he even felt a sense of fullness in his lower body, and Li Cunxiao couldn't help but stand up and salute.

It is said that warriors who refine their kidneys are so powerful that they can turn wheels. Now that I have experienced it myself, I know that it is true.

After a quarter of an hour, the flood water gradually subsided.

Among the nine orifices, eight have already been opened. As long as the posterior vagina is opened, the nine orifices will be complete, and the five internal organs will be complete.

By then, Li Cunxiao will not need the vajra to break the obstacles, he can refine the eight demons by himself and transform them into celestial beings and yakshas!
A good night's sleep.

There was less and less work in the slaughterhouse, and some brothers came to Yuanhuai to ask for leave in order to prepare for a big splash at the Ullambana Festival.

In order to be fair, the latter arranged for everyone to take turns on duty.

But as a martial artist who is actively striving for progress, Li Cunxiao of course refused outright and expressed his hope to sit in class with Brother Yuanhuai every day.

People who don't know the inside story naturally have different opinions. Some admire his seriousness in work, while others ridicule him for fawning.

But Li Cunxiao didn't care about that. He only knew that no matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat, and letting others say a few words would not affect his own cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, it is the fifth day of July, and there are only ten days left until the Ghost Festival.

On this day, Li Cunxiao finished his slaughtering work and was planning to go to the Sutra Library to read.

Just halfway through the journey, I suddenly noticed a large group of bald men gathered in front of me.

In Tiangu Temple, lay disciples in the Arhat Hall do not need to shave their heads, only disciples in the Bodhidharma Inner Court will shave their heads.

"Why are so many inner court disciples gathered here? What's the excitement?"

Out of curiosity, I went up to ask someone.

"Junior brother, don't you know? It's the chief disciple of the abbot of Huishan Temple. That Chief Puxing is visiting the temple, and our chief, Senior Brother Yuanguang, is here to receive him."

"It is said that they came to observe the Ullambana Festival this time and brought back a good seedling."

(End of this chapter)