Becoming a leader of the immortal path begins with sowing the seeds of inner demons.

On the banks of the Yinpo River.

In the moonlight, a man and a woman, both dressed in grey-white robes and carrying long swords, stood on a high slope.

The man was handsome and dashing, like a celestial being descended to earth under the moonlight; the woman had lively and lovely eyes and looked quite young.

"Senior Brother, that water ghost... should be here, right?" Zhou Qianqian took out a demon-suppressing talisman from her bosom and kept peering into the water.

From childhood to adulthood, she had heard many stories of gods, ghosts, and strange phenomena.

Now that she finally has the opportunity to personally slay demons and eliminate evil, she is so excited that she can hardly wait.

Feng Zai noticed his junior sister's anxiety, coughed lightly, and said seriously, "In matters of exorcising demons, the most important thing is to avoid any rash actions."

You are impatient and always want to win quickly, how can you find the monster?

Think it over carefully, are you sure this is it?

Zhou Qianqian shrank her neck and hesitated before saying, "Yes."

"really?"

"yes!"

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Feng Zai's eyes. "After you go back, copy the Heart Sutra ten times."

"Yes..." Zhou Qianqian's voice suddenly became weak and feeble.

Feng Zai didn't look at him, but instead stretched out two fingers towards the river.

In an instant, all the moonlight around him was drawn to Feng Zai, almost solidifying into a tangible form.

Under Zhou Qianqian's admiring gaze, Feng Zai's face turned as round as the moon, becoming increasingly solemn and dignified. He calmly said, "The moon is the guide, leading me a thousand miles to find you."

go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the moonlight rapidly contracted, gathering into a ball at Feng Zai's fingertips. Then, countless thin, moon-white lines emerged from it and swiftly disappeared underwater.

Seeing that the spell was complete, Zhou Qianqian dared to whisper, "Senior Brother, when can you teach me this?"

Feng Zai coughed twice and said calmly, "I will teach you once you have established your foundation."

"That will take a long time." Zhou Qianqian sighed in frustration.

"If you had put more effort into developing your dantian and refining your true qi, you would be the one performing this technique now." Feng Zai glanced at Zhou Qianqian, a strange meaning creeping into his eyes.

"How can I compare to you, Senior Brother?" Zhou Qianqian said with a flattering smile. "Second and Third Senior Brothers often say that among all the disciples in the sect, only you have truly inherited Master's teachings."

Upon hearing this, Feng Zai's face paled slightly, and he coughed heavily a few times. "Stop flattering me."

"Practicing your skills diligently is more important than anything else."

"Oh." Zhou Qianqian looked back at the water, secretly observing Feng Zai's expression. Seeing his indifferent face, she quickly looked away.

Senior Brother is good in every way, except he's too cold... There are so few people in the sect, could it be that they were all scared away by Senior Brother's cold face?

As Zhou Qianqian was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a soft shout: "Make your move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue-faced boy emerged from the water, clutching the thin thread binding his neck and struggling desperately.

Zhou Qianqian panicked and frantically activated the demon-suppressing talisman.

But as soon as Fu made her move, the piercing cry of a baby caused her to lose her focus for no reason, and she instantly lost control of Fu.

"How dare you!" Feng Zai's face darkened. He lightly waved his sleeve, and moonlight fell, enveloping Zhou Qianqian. Then, with a flick of his fingers, the moonlight swayed, and the boy was instantly decapitated.

Zhou Qianqian finally came to her senses, looked at the water ghost's corpse lying on the ground, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Senior brother, did I mess this up?"

"It's alright." Feng Zai withdrew the moonlight and returned to his usual indifference. "It's inevitable that things will turn out this way the first time... but it also proves that you've neglected your cultivation."

After returning...

"I will definitely study hard!" Zhou Qianqian raised her head, her face sincere. "Don't worry, Senior Brother, when I go back... Senior Brother, he's still alive!"

Behind Feng Zai, the boy crawled quickly on the ground, groping around for its head. Once it found it, it put it upside down on its neck and ran away as fast as it could in the distance without bothering to straighten it.

"That's normal." Feng Zai said calmly without turning his head, "You should know that demons and monsters are different."

Demons are mostly born from resentment and evil spirits, and have no physical body. To completely eliminate them, one cannot rely on ordinary vital points.

This water ghost has consumed blood and already possesses some magical power, but it hasn't had time to find a substitute yet, so it needs to dispel the evil energy supporting it.

"Let me ask you, what if he captures a substitute and gains a physical body?"

As Zhou Qianqian watched the water ghost run further and further away, she felt anxious, but dared not not answer, "We must not be deceived by the physical body, lest it possess our body and escape."

"Not bad." Feng Zai nodded in satisfaction, "But this is not a general rule."

Some demons have no physical body, but specialize in attacking people's souls.

You must diligently cultivate the Taiyin Youxuan Scripture of our Yuhua Sect, otherwise if you truly encounter such a powerful demon, you won't even be able to escape, and will only become its puppet, unable to live or die.

"I've got it!" Zhou Qianqian said anxiously, looking at the water ghost that had turned into a black dot. "Senior brother, if he really disappears, he'll harm people..."

Feng Zai sighed, raised two fingers again, and said with dissatisfaction, "Let's copy the Heart Sutra twenty times."

As soon as he finished speaking, moonlight flowed from his fingertips, spreading into lines that fell to the ground.

"receive."

With a thud, the moonlight scattered.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, they drew a circle on the ground and imprisoned themselves.

This was the first time Zhou Qianqian had ever seen Feng Zai use such methods, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Feng Zai frowned slightly, and the contracting lunar line stopped instantly.

He turned around and shielded Zhou Qianqian behind him. The barrier formed by the moonlight instantly enveloped the two of them like an eggshell.

Feng Zai looked into the distance, coughed lightly, and said loudly, "I am Feng Zai, a disciple of Yin Xuan Zhenren of the Yu Hua Sect. May I ask who you are, fellow Daoist?"

May I see you?

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zai's pupils contracted slightly.

From the darkness, two identical pairs of golden eyes first appeared, followed by two figures, one large and one small.

The smaller one had a motionless water ghost in its mouth, its body as solid as a rock, yet it moved with light steps, its body shimmering with golden light as it walked, leaving a long trail of golden plum blossom marks behind it.

The larger one was burly, with strong limbs, thick eyebrows and big eyes, surrounded by a menacing aura that was almost tangible, like a tiger standing upright.

But what made Feng Zai nervous was not the strange phenomena surrounding the man and the cat.

It's demonic energy.

An overwhelming, demonic aura.

Just as he was hesitating whether to retreat, the little guy opposite him suddenly spoke up, mumbling, "Dad, do I have to keep this in my mouth?"

It stinks.

"Can you take it?"

"...Father?" Feng Zai was taken aback, then his eyes flashed with realization, but his expression grew even more solemn.

Lu Ming lowered his head speechlessly and saw a pair of watery, expectant eyes.

I definitely won't bring this unfilial son with me next time I appear on stage.

The carefully crafted air of mystery has been completely ruined.

With outsiders present, Lu Ming couldn't say anything. He reached out and took the water ghost, silently channeled his magic, and crushed it with a single palm strike. Then, he squatted down, stroked Da Jin's head, and looked at Feng Zai, saying calmly, "Fellow Daoist, impressive skill."

"I am unworthy of such a title from you, senior." Feng Zai said as he withdrew the moon line, but did not remove the barrier. He said warily, "This junior was unaware of your presence and has disturbed you. I hope you will forgive me."

senior?

Lu Ming paused.

In my memory, the Nine Provinces were controlled by various immortal sects, and the order was stable. At least in the Yujiang Prefecture, mortals and cultivators got along very well, and it was rare to hear of immortals slaughtering mortals.

He secretly observed them for a while and found that both of them were at the Qi Refining stage, and the man was only at the Qi Refining Perfection stage.

He felt that even if the other party attacked, he could escape unscathed even if he was no match for them. Therefore, he used the Bone Tempering Technique to change his appearance and then took the big gold dog with its changed fur color to test the waters.

But before he could even utter his prepared remarks, the other party addressed him as "senior"... Cultivators from the Nine Provinces cultivation world, aren't you being a bit too polite?

Just as Lu Ming hesitated about how to answer, Zhou Qianqian peeked out, her eyes turning from white to black, her face showing confusion. She silently transmitted her voice, saying, "Senior brother, these two demons are only at the Qi Refining stage, while you have already established your foundation. Why do you address them as seniors?"

"Watch your words!" Feng Zai shouted sternly, then looked at Lu Ming. Seeing that Lu Ming remained unmoved, he breathed a sigh of relief, pondered for a moment, and then bowed to Lu Ming solemnly.

"May I ask if this Golden Core senior comes from Tianxuan Mountain?"

I?

Golden Elixir?

Lu Ming was completely dumbfounded.

But after glancing at Da Jin and then at the solemn Feng Zai, he stood up, put his hands behind his back, and chuckled in a low voice.

"As expected of Yin Xuan Zhenren's prized disciple."

"Your eyesight is quite good."