Chapter 204: A Beacon of Light

On the other side, Xu Xuan received the offerings and opened them. They turned out to be the materials for practicing the Yuhua Feisheng Sutra.

The essence of plants and the sky, this is the method of cultivation from this world.

Xu Xuan took out a dark green crystal, held it in his palm, circulated the Yuhua Feisheng Sutra, closed his eyes and meditated, and then absorbed its essence.

His proficiency increased little by little. The speed of practicing the Yuhua Feisheng Sutra was indeed dozens of times faster. It was really good to practice with the ideas of this world.

"How about studying another seed for the Yuhua Feisheng Sutra?"

Chongtong also studied seeds.

It doesn't necessarily have to be all the functions, which is equivalent to a part of the functions of the Yuhua Feisheng Sutra. Through this seed, the essence is absorbed and recycled after it matures.

In this way, there is no need to worry about not being able to use these abilities. At most, the magical powers will be weakened a little.

It's not just the Yuhua Feisheng Sutra, the same is true for Chongtong.

If you are worried that some abilities are too weak, you can also add the abilities of other spells.

For example, the Golden Light Curse, the Ziwu Yang Gang, the Heavenly Demon Body, etc.

"That's right, let's do it!"

While the inspiration in his mind had not yet disappeared, Xu Xuan threw himself into the process of studying the secret method.

The seeds of Taoism can only be used to quickly practice magic. If they cannot be used for cultivation, you can't send the golden elixir to others for cultivation, and the golden elixir doesn't have this ability.

While Xu Xuan was in seclusion, everything was developing.

In Linghuazhai, a monk with red hair and ghost eyes stood in front of Yang Dian. This person's whole body was completely ghosted, and his appearance was extremely creepy. This was the Dujiang of Linghuazhai.

The Taoist temple system is divided into: three du, five masters, eight deacons and eighteen heads. This person is one of the three dujiang under the master of the temple.

"Yang Dian, today I appoint you as the mountain head and take charge of Tianyi Mine!"

The Dujiang took out a magic scroll with Yang Dian's name written on it.

"Thank you, Dujiang!" Yang Dian smiled.

The other four people climbed up the new steps and began to show their talents.

The next day, Yang Dian went to the Sutra Pavilion to check the secret book of the sect.

As the cultivation of Taibai Lung Gold Sword Qi deepened, Yang Dian's appearance gradually began to change, his skin became paler, and his hair became hard.

This made Xu Xuan worry involuntarily. Is the pollution in this world really that strong?

In this case, can the seeds still be used?

Yang Dian read the fundamental skills of the sect.

Xu Xuan obtained a copy of the Yaksha Ghost Body Heart Method, which can be cultivated to the peak of the Tao Foundation. Yang Dian was not qualified to view the rest.

"I have to find an opportunity to study the purification method, otherwise the seeds can't be recycled."

In the bronze hall, there were countless manuscripts on the table next to it, most of which were about the research on the seeds.

There was also a storage bag, which contained materials such as the Sun Devil Sunflower, the Devil Wolf, the Devil Monkey, the Tear Bamboo, etc. He found that this thing was quite popular among the people of the Mirror Realm Demon Cult.

After all, this kind of strange thing also needs to be cultivated, and this world is everywhere, which is equivalent to a relatively cheap material.

"In this way, we can use this difference to bring the monsters in this world to the mirror world, and then import essence from the mirror world, so that the cultivation speed will be faster, and the operation of the artificial spiritual vein can be maintained."

Finally found a way to make money.

Soon, he brought the materials and the original skills such as Taibai Feijin Jianqi over, but not the seeds. After all, they are not in the same world, and it is a bit difficult to recover them. After all, the scope of the mirror is only a few miles.

And they may not be able to practice normally.

After coming to his senses, Xu Xuan continued to devote himself to the project of studying the skills.

Practicing while studying.

Living in the deep mountains and old forests, guarding a spiritual vein alone, leisurely and free.

He dared not fly around in this world,

The perspective gradually moved up, and the outline of the entire continent emerged.

All kinds of sentient beings, life and death.

Every minute and every second, there are people fighting, and every moment, there are people dying.

Mortal souls seem to be covered by a big net, circled in one place for different forces to enjoy. Some people are still living an ordinary life, but the disaster has not yet come.

On the southeast coast, a huge mountain is suspended in the void, with rays of light coming in and out, giving off an air of immortality.

This is Yujing Mountain, the largest sect in the southeast.

The land within a radius of 3,000 miles of the giant mountain is the core of Yujing Mountain.

Yujing Mountain is famous for eating clouds and drinking dew. A closer look reveals that there are formations in the cities under the mountain. This formation can absorb essence, and the Taoists of Yujing Mountain practice with it.

The people go to the temple three times a month to worship and contribute their essence. The monks' cultivation gains will also be taken away by their superiors.

The big fish eat the small fish, and the small fish eat the shrimp.

Even so, many people flock to Yujing Mountain.

Because although this sect is like this, once it survives, it will enjoy endless wealth and glory.

Ordinary people have no complaints. After all, the invasion of overseas demons is also supported by Yujing Mountain alone.

The top of Yujing Mountain, known as Shenhuang Peak, is where the head of Yujing Mountain, Zhongyuan Zijun, lives.

Zhongyuan Zijun is one of the few Yuanying in the world, but he has not appeared for more than a hundred years.

At this time, a Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff at the top of the Divine Emperor.

Zhongyuan Zijun was also called the Jade-faced Taoist priest by his colleagues. Today, he really had a jade face, a real jade face. The whole person seemed to have turned into jade, with stiff and snow-white skin, like a jade statue.

A dragon-headed man stood behind him.

"Zhongyuan, you are dying." The dragon-headed man's voice was hoarse.

"Hehe, I won't die." Zhongyuan Zijun's voice was hoarse, "It's still the old rules. We will open the door appropriately. You, the East China Sea demons, will invade from the designated location. The casualties should not be too large, not more than five million people."

"Okay, this is the material you want." The dragon-headed man took out a storage bag.

The so-called irreconcilable relationship between humans and demons is at most a friction among the people. The upper class is basically the same.

For the demons, humans themselves are very good food, and humans also covet the resources of the vast ocean.

The two hit it off immediately, and every once in a while they would perform a double act of invasion and counterattack.

Is the difference between humans and demons really that big?

…

In the middle of the mountains, there are also mountain people who refuse to obey the king. Most of these mountain people go up the mountain because they are afraid of the harsh rule of the mountain. They usually hide in the forest and make a living by hunting and collecting wild fruits.

When there are more people, it becomes a mountain stronghold.

This place is not far from where Xu Xuan is in seclusion.

There is a temple in the mountain stronghold, known as the Tiger King Temple.

Roar! !

In the Tiger King Temple, a tiger roar resounded through the sky.

I saw an old man lying on the altar of the temple. The old man was covered with tiger hair all over his body, and sharp claws grew on his limbs. His body gradually grew bigger.

"Master!!!"

A young man holding a baby shouted, followed by two teenagers.

"Run, I'm infected with the devil! Call the second brother to come over!!"

The old man on the altar suppressed the desire to kill and said with the last bit of reason.

Whoosh! !

A figure flew in.

This was a nine-foot-tall bearded man.

"Second brother, you came just in time, kill me!! Roar!!"

"Okay!" Fu Jian had no expression on his face, drew out his long sword, and slowly approached.

He did not hesitate at all, because he knew that this was the fate of their sect, and he would also be infected by the devil in the future, or in other words, this was the fate of all cultivators.

As the degree of cultivation deepened, cultivators had more or less some tendency to be infected by the devil, which could be cold and ruthless, dark and cruel, or even worse, their temperaments changed drastically and they would not recognize their relatives.

Hehehe! !

A dark laugh came from the void.

"No, devil!"

Fu Jian's face changed drastically, and when he looked up, he saw that his senior brother had already turned into a tiger, with red eyes, and was spreading towards him.

Bang!

The tiger directly knocked Fu Jian out.

Then he rushed to the outside world and began to kill people everywhere.

Fu Jian held the magic sword in his hand and released the magic of water and fire, but it still had no effect on the tiger.

A man and a tiger were fighting. Fortunately, the tiger was huge and not very sensitive, which gave Fu Jian a chance to move.

But this made the people in the village suffer. When the tiger had no strength, it would just grab a person and eat him to replenish its physical strength, and their souls would become ghosts.

For a while, the village was filled with gloomy winds.

Fu Jian was sweating profusely.

Once completely infected by the devil, there is no way back.

Senior brother is hopeless, and he can't be killed.

"Go!"

Seeing that he couldn't kill the tiger, Fu Jian had to protect his disciples and leave.

Roar! !

At this time, the black tiger came with the gloomy wind, and the ghost blocked their way.

It's over!

Everyone was ashamed and thought that this time it was over.

Whoosh!

At this time, golden light cut through the sky.

Along with it came pure gold feathers, hundreds of pure gold feathers pierced through the clouds, shot all the ghosts, penetrated the tiger's limbs, and nailed it to the ground.

A person came down from the clouds.

Dressed in white, with a fairy-like figure.

At first glance, it seemed that he was not from this world.

It was daunting.

Two ghosts appeared beside Xu Xuan, and the ghosts trapped the tiger with iron chains.

Fu Jian was smart and immediately led everyone to kneel down: "Thank you for your help, senior!"

"No need to be polite."

Xu Xuan looked at the tiger with interest. This was obviously a person, and there were some invisible black human faces around him. These human faces were faintly carrying some demonic thoughts.

This person was obviously deeply polluted by this world. Other cultivators had more or less symptoms, but this person was obviously more deeply polluted.

Fu Jian was about to step forward to kill the tiger, but Xu Xuan reached out to stop him.

"There is still hope." It was a good time to experiment with his purification method.

"Senior, can my brother really be saved?" Fu Jian was stunned.

From ancient times to now, no one has ever successfully cured the devil, even the strongest people standing at the top of this world.

Everyone is floating in this big dye vat, and everyone must accept the fate.

If there really is such a person, then he is the savior of this world and a beacon of light.

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