Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 55: The Witch Appears, the Real Person Retreats

Although Ming Chan is a casual cultivator, he has received the Buddhist inheritance, so he has some understanding of the Foundation Establishment Realm and is more aware of the horror of this realm.

The term "foundation building" is only used by the immortal sects. Buddhists use it under a different name: "lotus platform." Those who cultivate the immortal path and establish a foundation are called "real people," while those who study Buddhism and ascend the lotus platform are called "arhats." While the names differ, the goals are the same.

"An Arhat. There is an Arhat behind Skull Mountain!"

"Damn it! What kind of opportunity is this?! It's all fake! It's clearly an Arhat seducing people. Even if there really is an opportunity, it's already been chosen by that Arhat!"

"Amitabha. Fuck!"

At this moment, Mingchan no longer looked like a Buddhist monk. He seemed to be in a panic and his old ways had returned, with obscene words pouring out one after another.

After all, before he became a Buddhist, he was a mountain bandit.

It's funny to say, every time after killing someone or robbing someone, he would worship the Buddha statue. He never thought that one day he would actually get the opportunity to become a Buddhist.

The opportunity also said that this was the merit he had accumulated in previous lives.

So he put down his butcher knife and became a Buddha instantly.

Since then, everything went smoothly for Ming Chan no matter what he did. He easily broke through the great perfection of Qi Refining and was one step away from building the foundation.

But now, he only felt panic.

The merits of three lifetimes and the tremendous luck that had always brought him success seemed to have lost their effectiveness at this moment, and could only serve as a mad warning to him in the dark.

Danger! Death! Run!

Ming Chan ran away, but gradually stopped. Sweat was dripping from his bald head. He looked around and found that he was still in the same situation as when he started.

What is this place?
Did I really just run away?

"I"

With doubts, the Buddha's light in Mingchan's eyes gradually faded, and he "accidentally" became possessed by the devil. The Dharma body he had practiced for decades was lost.

he died.

From beginning to end, the Foundation Establishment Master never even showed up. He just made a slight impact on the web of cause and effect, and he died suddenly as a matter of course.

At the same time, outside the Skull Mountain Market.

Yun Zhiqiu and Ouyang Feng were also sweating profusely at this moment. They did not escape, not because their reactions were slower than Ming Chan, but because they knew that escape was useless.

How could I let you escape when the Foundation Establishment Master is in front of me?

Casual cultivators are just ignorant.

Especially Yun Zhiqiu. As Lu Yang broke through, he felt that his originally dusty spiritual altar suddenly became clear, and then an intense panic surged in his heart.

What am I doing? What did I just do?
At this moment, a figure quietly emerged.

He was a young man in a black robe, with a gloomy face and pale complexion. At first glance, he seemed to be just an ordinary Taoist priest that could be seen everywhere in the mortal world.

“…Hello, Senior!”

Without any hesitation, Yun Zhiqiu put away his sword and saluted.

Yinshan Zhenren ignored it and just looked at the Skull Mountain below with burning eyes. He saw a black flame rising from the earth veins at the foot of the mountain.

On the other side, Lu Yang also had an epiphany.

"Mysterious Land of Witches and Ghosts."

The mysterious cause and effect of fate told him that as he broke through, his luck would reach its peak, and the Witch and Ghost Secret Realm would sense it and choose him.

".Sure enough, he's fishing!"

The next second, the Witch and Ghost Secret Realm, which had been giving him a sense of familiarity, suddenly stagnated, and then intense anger and fear broke out.

This is the emotion of the spirit of the secret realm.

The fish is hooked.

"come over."

Yinshan Zhenren spoke slowly, without revealing any magical powers, but with just these words, the mysterious world of witches and ghosts flew towards him uncontrollably. Then Lu Yang couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Fuck!"

Because in the opened secret realm, there was a brilliant sword energy, crouching like a tiger and a dragon, as if waiting to deal a fatal blow to the people outside!
Zheng——!
The next second, Lu Yang's thoughts froze, and his eyes only saw a sword energy locked onto him, as if his entire body was seen through by it.

"Golden Elixir Sword Qi."

Yinshan Zhenren took a step back and protected Lu Yang in front of him. This was the reason why he was always unwilling to take action himself and chose to hide behind the scenes.

For a moment, Yinshan Zhenren was filled with relief. After all, if the Witch and Ghost Secret Realm was opened by him personally, then he would probably be the unlucky guy locked by the sword energy. In front of the Golden Core Sword Qi, there was no difference between foundation building and Qi refining. It was all a matter of one sword.

However, surprisingly, the sword energy did not strike out.

Lu Yang only felt the perfect true qi he had just cultivated, and the third-grade "True Dragon Evil" shook slightly, as if echoing with the sword energy in the secret realm.

The two sides were at a stalemate.

".Um?"

Seeing this scene, even Yinshan Zhenren let out a light exclamation and looked at Lu Yang in surprise, obviously not expecting such a change.

I don’t know how long it took.

It seemed as if Lu Yang had passed some kind of sword energy test. The opponent no longer slashed out, but directly dissipated on the spot, turning into rolling spiritual energy and returning to heaven and earth.

"Well!"

Lu Yang suddenly came back to his senses, his stagnant mind resumed thinking, and his whole body was instantly covered in sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

"The inheritance of the Nine Transformations Dragon Art from Master Panlong? You're lucky, Master Panlong isn't a demonic cultivator."

"This golden elixir sword energy has identified the demon cultivator. If you were practicing my Saint Sect's technique, you would definitely die. Fortunately, you are practicing the Nine Transformations Dragon Technique."

Yinshan Zhenren looked at Lu Yang with some surprise, but he didn't care too much. After all, the quality of the bait was not important, and Lu Yang's life or death was of no concern to him. The key was whether he caught a fish. Since the Witch and Ghost Secret Realm had come into the world, his purpose this time had been achieved.

It's time to put the club away.

Immortal Yinshan raised his hand and grabbed it. The mysterious witch and ghost realm that had just appeared and whose black flames shot straight into the sky suddenly disappeared and turned into a stream of light that fell into his palm.

"A perfect Heavenly Corpse Demon!"

Yinshan Zhenren looked satisfied. There was another mystery in the practice of the Foundation Establishment Realm, which required the energy of Earthly Evil, and Heavenly Corpse Evil was the best of the Earthly Evils.

With this item, it is a sure thing for him to break through to the middle stage of foundation building!

At this moment, Lu Yang suddenly stepped forward, knelt on one knee without saying a word, and said in a loud voice: "Congratulations, Senior Brother, for this opportunity. From now on, the great road is in sight!"

Not far away, Luo Wuya, the second senior brother of Sanhe Society, suddenly changed his expression.

Damn it, someone got there first!

No wonder this guy can make it big among ordinary disciples! He's worthy of being a disciple of our Holy Sect, a shameless flatterer... Luo Wuya cursed Lu Yang in his heart, and at the same time, he rushed forward without stopping: "Congratulations, senior brother, on your thousand-year immortal life!"

"Hahaha, a thousand years is the lifespan of a golden elixir. I can't do that, brother. I can't do that."

Having said that, Yinshan Zhenren obviously fell for it. He said that it was not allowed, but in fact he wanted Lu Yang and Luo Wuya to do more.

In the end, even Yun Zhiqiu and Ouyang Feng forced themselves to offer a few words of congratulations.

However, upon hearing this, Yinshan Zhenren gave Ouyang Feng a playful look and said, "The Divine Martial Sect openly challenged my Holy Sect, and you still dare to speak in front of me?"

Ouyang Feng's scalp suddenly exploded, and he said in a trembling voice: "You can't kill me! I, my Shenwu Sect also has real people..."

"There will be no more from now on."

Yinshan Zhenren casually said something that made Ouyang Feng's heart tremble: "Since I can appear here, the fate of Shenwu Sect is over."

"This, this is impossible! I am from the Shenwu Sect..."

Before Ouyang Feng finished speaking, his Qi and blood inexplicably rushed out of his body. However, his mind, which had been weakened by shock and anger, was unable to suppress it. He could only stare with his eyes wide open.

boom! ! !
With a loud bang, Ouyang Feng, a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of Qi training, suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of light all over the sky, and quietly merged into the world!

It was not until the light rain stopped that Yinshan Zhenren shifted his gaze, which made Yun Zhiqiu, who came from Yushu Sword Pavilion, sweat profusely. However, in the end, he did not take action. Instead, he waved his sleeves and disappeared with Luo Wuya and Lu Yang, leaving behind only a silent Skeleton Mountain.

(End of this chapter)