Longevity Gu Dao: Start from refining infatuation Gu

Chapter 147 Summoning demons, sealing demons, refining demons, refining the first level of skills

wow~~~
In an instant, Zhou Sui sensed the depths of his soul, and strands of black breath left in an instant, separated from his own soul, and temporarily separated into two parts.

At this moment, he felt that his soul seemed to be clearer than ever before.

It was as if a dirty mirror had been wiped clean and restored to its former light.

To the soul, demons are actually like stains.

If it is not cleared, it will cause the soul to become heavier and heavier, and be blinded by inner demons.

"Seal the demon."

Zhou Sui's eyes showed a gleam, and he started the next move.

In fact, there are three formulas in the first layer of the Heart Sutra of Summoning Demons.

The first one is the Demon Summoning Art, which can attract demons.

The second is the Demon Sealing Art, which can imprison and seal the demons.

The third is the formula of refining demons, which can refine the demons in the heart and form demon seeds.

As long as these three methods are thoroughly practiced, it can be regarded as the success of the first level of cultivation of the Demon Summoning Heart Sutra.

Boom~~
At this moment, under the influence of the Book Gu, Zhou Sui felt that he seemed to be in a state of epiphany, without joy or sorrow, without any emotion, which was an absolutely rational state.

He formed seals with both hands, and instantly imprisoned the inner demons in his body.

It seems that a spiritual cage of nothingness restrains the inner demon, making it impossible to break free.

Then this spiritual cage compresses, compresses, and keeps compressing, compressing the demons to the extreme.

In the end, the demon could no longer struggle and move, and formed a seed that condensed into substance.

This is the kind of demon.

"It's done."

The moment he condensed into the seed of the demon, Zhou Sui's body shook, and he immediately understood that he had cultivated the Heart Sutra of Summoning Demons to the first level and began to condense into the seed of demon.

This is the first step, and a crucial one.

If even the demon seed cannot be condensed successfully, then it is impossible to proceed to the second step.

He felt that he and this demon seed were as one, that he was a part of his soul, like a finger and arm.

Vaguely, this devil seed seems to contain a trace of magic, which makes people fall into it involuntarily.

It was as if his soul had been completely swallowed by this demon seed and fell into a whirlpool.

It is conceivable that this supreme skill from Yan Mozong does have a different evil nature.

"Now I can condense five demon seeds."

Zhou Sui touched his chin.

Now he also knows that the devil seed cannot be condensed infinitely, which is closely related to the soul power of the practitioner.

The stronger the soul power, the stronger the inner demon power, and the greater the number of condensed demon seeds.

But even so, it's totally enough.

After all, quality is far more important than quantity.

"Um?!"

"Have the monks of the Youmo Sect finally appeared?!"

Suddenly, Zhou Sui's heart moved, as if he had sensed something.

One of the clones was hiding on the big tree, and then saw three monks coming quietly from a distance.

One is a sharp-billed monkey cheek, which looks ugly.

One is one-eyed, with only one eye left.

The other is bald, with no hair on his head.

Although their appearance is strange and different from ordinary people, their aura is very strong, and they are monks in the early stage of foundation establishment.

"Wait, isn't that guy a foundation-building demon cultivator who besieged Miyun City?"

Immediately, Zhou Sui squinted his eyes, sensing that the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked Foundation Establishment cultivator was very familiar, as if he had known him before.

He recalled carefully that this person was one of the foundation cultivators who had besieged Miyun City.

Didn't expect to meet again here.

In the past, he was terrified by this foundation establishment demon cultivator, for fear that the other party would find him.

But now, we actually meet again here.

However, he is not the monk of the ordinary qi training period in the past. He has reached the ninth level of qi training, and his physical fitness is even comparable to that of building a foundation.

In terms of combat effectiveness, he is almost the same as the monks in the early foundation establishment period.

"This is a chance for revenge."

There was a gleam of light in Zhou Sui's eyes, and a vague killing intent permeated his body.

He will never forget the ruthlessness of these Youmo sect monks.

If these guys hadn't besieged Miyun City, Miyun City would still be a pure land for casual cultivators.

Miyun City, which had been at peace for hundreds of years, was destroyed because of the arrival of these demon cultivators.

It's fine if he doesn't have the ability to take revenge, and he won't seek his own death.

But now that he has the ability to take revenge, it's completely different.

Whether it was to protect Leng Yuexi's safety or for revenge, the three Youmo Sect foundation-builders had to die.

Thinking of this, he began to wait quietly, concentrating on his breath, looking for the right time to make a move.

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At this moment, the three foundation-building cultivators of the Youmo Sect gathered together, and they didn't realize that someone was watching them in the dark. They thought there was no one around.

The monkey-cheeked monk is called Peng Hai, the bald-headed monk is called Miao Song, and the one-eyed monk is called Ge Xuan.

They are all the foundation-building elders of the Youmo Sect, with high positions and weights.

"Damn it, where is Leng Yuexi? Did he really hide in the Yunwu Mountains as the suzerain said?"

Peng Hai said cursingly.

"According to Zongmen's information, Leng Yuexi has not returned to Xianxia Sect in the past half a year."

"But there is no trace of her in Miyun City."

"Even the roads back to the Xianxia Sect's important roads can't find her."

"So the only possibility is that Leng Yuexi hid in the depths of the Yunwu Mountains."

"That's how we avoided our Youmo Sect's pursuit."

The bald monk Miao Song showed a cold light in his eyes, analyzing calmly.

"Hehe, this female cultivator has already been hit by the poisonous blue monster of our sect, and basically lost half of her life."

"Even if we don't care about this woman, this woman will die in the Yunwu Mountain Range."

"Now is the critical moment of the battle with the three major sects. The suzerain actually transferred us three foundation cultivators away. It is clear that we are not pleasing to the eye and do not want us to make contributions."

The one-eyed monk Ge Xuan was cursing. He was very dissatisfied with the arrangement of the Zongmen.

Because he feels that staying away from the battlefield is depriving himself of the opportunity to get credit.

"Isn't it? The Yunwu Mountains are so big, that woman hiding in any place is like looking for a needle in a haystack. With our ability, how can we find her?"

"Isn't it a waste of time or something."

Peng Hai gritted his teeth.

He felt that finding a monk in the vast and boundless cloud and mist mountains was not much different from finding a needle in a haystack. It was impossible to find it, and it was a waste of time.

"You can't say that. If you can really find the young lord of the Xianxia Sect, Leng Yuexi, and capture this woman, it will definitely be a big bargaining chip for our Youmo Sect. At that time, the Xianxia Sect will not be able to help it." The suzerain is not submitting."

The bald monk Miao Song said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)