Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: I Possess the Heavenly Book of Merit

A chilly wind blew, and Yu Yan looked at the two extremely familiar faces from his memory, unconsciously clenching his fists.

"Haha, you can't bring yourself to do it now, can you?"

Old Zheng seemed smug and self-satisfied, as if victory was assured.

"I know you people, you talk about cultivating immortality, but you're not sincere at all. How can you cultivate to become an immortal without severing your emotions and desires? The path to immortality is extremely difficult. Of course, you should disregard everything and only focus on cultivation."

He directed the two zombies to slowly move forward, his voice filled with seduction.

"You have five spiritual roots, so it must be extremely difficult for you to break through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining. As long as you cultivate according to my method and sever the seven emotions and six desires, the talent of your spiritual roots will not be able to restrain you, and it is not impossible to achieve immortality."

"What do family ties and friends even mean?"

With his biological parents in front of him, demonic voices poured into Yu Yan's mind, and something in his heart seemed to be magnified, even gradually overshadowing his anger.

Although I knew the other person was wrong, I couldn't refute them.

It's another evil practice.

The old monster who possessed people was no joke; he had an endless variety of methods, and you could easily fall victim to his tricks if you weren't careful.

Yu Yan kept chanting a calming mantra, but he couldn't get rid of the various sounds no matter what he did.

He felt as if he had entered a pitch-black darkness, and in the blink of an eye, he had fallen into an abyss.

The abyss had no end; countless hands reached up, gripping him as he plummeted downwards.

The calming mantra echoed in my ears, yet at this moment it felt like a lullaby from my childhood.

Until consciousness gradually faded, it seemed like I was about to fall asleep any second.

but--

Suddenly, a golden light appeared in Yu Yan's vision, growing larger and spreading until it enveloped his entire body.

"A book of merit for a hundred generations."

On the second page, the merits he had just gained were being rapidly depleted. In a daze, Yu Yan seemed to see the child in this life.

She skipped and hopped behind her parents to the fields, only to be carried back by them in a disheveled state.

In the sweltering summer, his mother would sit by the bed, catching mosquitoes and fanning him.

Furthermore, during famines, they would give up the last bite of food for themselves and starve to death.

In his previous life, Er Gou made a resolute decision to separate himself from the immortals, ultimately leading to his demise by going astray in his cultivation.

……

Whether or not you can become an immortal is not up to you.

Upon seeing Yu Yan, whose eyes were vacant, suddenly speak, Old Monster Zheng was startled and immediately retreated behind the zombie.

"Truly, rotten wood cannot be carved."

He snorted coldly, his face fierce.

"Then I'll send you to reunite with your family."

Two figures stepped forward, muttering incantations.

"Xiao Yan, it's your father. Don't resist. We'll be reunited soon."

"Your mother has been waiting for you..."

Yu Yan remained silent, simply holding the talisman array disc in his hand.

Parents are gone; the two bodies before me are nothing more than evil spirits controlled by Old Monster Zheng.

Evil is evil, and no matter how its appearance changes, its essence remains the same!

Since ancient times, good and evil have been irreconcilable!

"If one Thunderfire Talisman can't kill him, then what about nine?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the talisman array plate was activated. The Illusion Heart Talisman swept over, and the nine Prison Earth Talismans firmly bound them, making them unable to move.

Then.

In the sky, nine thunder and fire talismans were arranged in threes and overlapped with each other, and the eighteen attacks were combined into one, crashing down.

boom--

It was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open; the immense power caused Old Monster Zheng to show a look of panic.

"What kind of magical artifact is this? How can it possibly combine the power of several talismans?"

This evil cultivator, who must have been hiding in some unknown era, doesn't even recognize the talisman array plate.

Ignoring the other party's surprise, Yu Yan simply extended his divine sense to probe into the smoke and dust.

After the explosion, everything within the attack range turned to ashes, the land was scorched black, and occasional bursts of purple lightning appeared.

He raised his head and looked at Old Monster Zheng.

The other party's panic was only momentary; they quickly regained their composure.

"You can't kill me, and you certainly can't kill me."

"Once I turn to ashes, the life force of these mortals will completely dissipate. You wouldn't want to see them perish with me, would you?"

Old Zheng slowly retreated, as if he had sensed something and was preparing to leave.

From beginning to end, he only saw Yu Yan. He arrived at Bai Xian's lair, but the other party never made a move. Something was very wrong.

Yu Yan simply looked at him, silently regulating the spiritual energy within his body.

Strands of spiritual energy drifted out from her sleeves, swirling and gathering behind her.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn is almost up.

Suddenly, Old Zheng's expression changed, and the villagers behind him looked up at the figure in the sky after a moment of confusion.

The enemy's formation has been broken!

Yu Yan noticed this instantly.

next moment.

The sound of something cutting through the air came, and Old Monster Zheng's magic power surged, supporting the black mist to defend himself. Before he could even catch his breath, he felt the wind whistling in his ears. He raised his arms to defend himself, but the attack he expected did not come.

only.

boom--

Firelight once again burst forth in the night sky, mingled with thick black fog.

In just a moment, the thick black fog swallowed all the flames, transforming into a seven-zhang-long giant serpent that leaped down from mid-air and pounced straight at Yu Yan.

Its aura surged continuously until it stopped at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

The attack talisman struck the body, but only forced the mist back, which quickly returned in the blink of an eye.

Even a mid-grade first-tier Thunderfire Talisman can only create a small hole in the opponent's body, causing no real harm.

What kind of technique is this that can raise defense to such a high level?

"Yu Yan, Bai Xian, and that little girl, you ruined my plans, forcing me to use this transformation technique. Since you're so determined to kill me all, I'll kill you first, then them. One is a demon with advanced cultivation, one has five spiritual roots, and another has three spiritual roots—enough to keep me breaking through to the ninth level of Qi Refining!"

"And those mortals, so what if you broke my formation? Did you really think I didn't have a backup plan?"

Yu Yan used the Wind-Treading Technique to retreat continuously, and even with the Wind-Riding Talisman to increase his speed, he still couldn't shake it off. In fact, the gap between them was gradually narrowing.

Looking at the villagers, they were already terrified by the scene before them, but their energy was almost completely depleted. They took a few steps to try to escape, but the next moment they fell to the ground.

With a flick of his tail, Zheng Laoguai, who had transformed into a black snake, sent an array plate flying above the villagers, which then descended and enveloped everyone in a red barrier.

"You want to save them? I'll make sure you can't save a single one!"

The black snake opened its mouth, its voice filled with madness, and spat out a mouthful of blood from the black mist onto the barrier.

In an instant, a villager didn't even have time to scream before he was transformed into a streak of blood and surged into the array plate.

"The Blood Skull Array transforms blood into pills. I don't know how many places I've changed locations or how many years I've spent refining it. After refining them, I'll refine you. After today, this Spirit-Breaking Blood Pill will be complete!"

Yu Yan turned around and saw the remaining villagers looking fearful, but they could only helplessly reach out for help.

"Help me, help me..."

But he's barely able to save himself, let alone spare the time to help them.

"You mere heretic, how dare you boast so arrogantly! I'll take you on!"

A voice suddenly came from afar, growing louder as it approached, and a figure appeared, quickly arriving in front of them and crashing into the black snake.

Yu Yan seized the opportunity, leaped up, and unleashed a lightning-fire talisman towards the array plate.

The Blood Skull Formation was on the verge of collapse. He was overjoyed and immediately activated several more talismans, completely breaking through the formation.

Looking down, of the original two hundred or so villagers, only a thin, frail child remained.

He was shielded beneath the villagers and was supposed to be the last person to be refined.

In the blink of an eye, only this child remained in the entire Baixian Village.

The crimson blood pills on the array plate dripped down, and Yu Yan reached out and grabbed them in his palm.

"Junior Brother Yu!"

Li Lingying arrived late and looked him up and down.

Are you alright?

Seeing that Yu Yan was unharmed, her gaze was quickly drawn to the pills in his hand.

"Hmm? This is... the Spirit Breaking Blood Pill?"