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Chapter 34: Enmity turns into hatred!

"No wonder he looks so strange. It turns out he has awakened the ancient Yue Ao bloodline."

Deng Yang picked up the weasel from the ground and looked at its strange and long eyes. Deng Yang's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but murmur to himself.

This ordinary weasel has eyes like mung beans, not much bigger than an ordinary mouse, and its body is even thinner and narrower, like a furry scarf.

As for this weasel, it looks more like a fox, especially its long and narrow eyes. It makes people feel very agile at a glance, and it doesn't look like an ordinary beast at first glance.

After letting go of his thoughts, Deng Yang looked up at the crack not far behind the pig-headed demon. After thinking for a while, he slowly stepped into it.

Under the crack, it was pitch black, the terrain was narrow and cramped, and the air was filled with a suffocating rotten smell.

As Deng Yang went deeper, some dark red simple carvings gradually appeared on the ground, which looked like some kind of ancient writing, and the whole revealed a bloody and barbaric charm.

It's like some kind of extremely primitive sacrificial writing.

As Deng Yang continued to go deeper, he soon came to the bottom of the cave, and a bluestone altar paved with bluestone was immediately revealed in front of him.

On the altar, two shriveled dead bodies of children were being nailed to the altar. It looked like they had been bled to death. It could be seen from the ferocious round eyes of the corpses that they must have been dead before death. Suffered inhuman torture.

Corpses like this were piled up like a hill around the corner, and some of them had already exposed their bones. From this, it can be seen that the construction of the altar here took a long time.

In front of the altar, there is a scarlet shrine, but the things enshrined in it have long since disappeared.

Under the shrine, messy pieces of paper were scattered on the floor.

Deng Yang slowly walked forward, picked up the papers on the ground one by one, and read them.

The information recorded in it is also messy, with no beginning and no end. Some key places are also mixed with some inexplicable and strange ancient writings.

After gradual analysis, Deng Yang also found out from these words that this should be a cultivation method passed down from ancient times, called 'Body Transformation'.

"I see. It's really whimsical."

After reading this rather rough and crude practice method, Deng Yang gradually understood what Liu Tianshou wanted to do.

To put it bluntly, they are just interested in the immortal body of this demon, and they are trying to gradually transform their own human blood into the body of an immortal demon by exchanging blood.

Seeing this, Deng Yang couldn't help but laugh disdainfully.

Not to mention whether this method can work, even if it does work, the instinct of the demon blood engraved deep in the genes will also affect the person who changes blood. When the time comes, the personality will be completely different, and the true spirit will be contaminated, and there may be dangers. He will be resurrected by the demon, and he will die inexplicably.

What's more, the most important thing for this demon to be immortal is that it is above the tribulation energy, not that it itself has the power of immortality, otherwise it would not be suppressed and sealed.

However, faced with the temptation of immortality, Liu Tianshou couldn't resist, and that was natural. Even if there was only a slight possibility, he should know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains. Such people have never been uncommon, whether in the past or present.

Putting down the scribbled notes in his hand, just as Deng Yang was about to turn around and return, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a simple wooden box as dark as ink in the corner next to the shrine.

Looking at the wooden box, Deng Yang's nose twitched slightly, but he could smell a faint scent of sandalwood.

"I almost lost my sight and entered the treasure mountain without realizing it."

Picking up the box on the ground, Deng Yang felt his palms sink. This box was only the size of a palm, but it weighed nearly thirty kilograms.

And although this box looks like wood to the naked eye, it is warm and moist to the touch, like jade. Coupled with the faint smell of sandalwood on it, it is obviously not an ordinary object. "I see, this should be the Buddha bone relic that suppresses the demon's heart."

As his eyes glowed with green ghost fire, a faint glazed Buddha light suddenly appeared on the wooden box in his hand, and there were countless scriptures circulating faintly inside.

Obviously, this box was made from the ashes and relics of a Buddhist monk.

And for being able to maintain his Zen spirit after so many years, the monk who left behind the Buddha's bone relics is probably at least an Arhat who has cultivated into an immortal.

When Deng Yang returned from the crack in the ground, he happened to see the weasel lying at the entrance of the cave, struggling to get up.

"Fellow Taoist has been severely injured, but it is not appropriate to act now."

Seeing this scene, Deng Yang immediately stepped forward and picked up the unsteady weasel.

"Thank you fellow Taoist for saving your life. Without my fellow Taoist this time, the little demon might not be able to escape the clutches of Liu Tianshou Demon. He has done many offensive things in the past. I hope your fellow Taoist will not take offense."

Being caught in Deng Yang's hand, the weasel didn't struggle. Instead, he hugged his front paws and looked grateful.

"I am a cultivator of the Way of Heaven. Although we are of different categories, we can still be considered as members of the same path."

"It's better to save yourself than to save each other. Without the magical power of fellow Taoists, even if I can escape, I'm afraid I will definitely suffer irreparable damage."

"As for offense, that's beyond words. As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. My fellow Taoist and I are both people bewitched by this demon. We are just showing sympathy for each other. How can we call it an offense?"

Faced with Weasel's gratitude, Deng Yang smiled lightly, his voice hoarse but without losing any sense of heroism.

"Oh, I never thought that Liu Tianshou would be so crazy and dare to introduce the demonic energy into his body. I have watched him grow up."

"I think back then, the little demon used the Ganoderma lucidum powder of the ninth-grade blood Ganoderma to open up his spiritual wisdom, and he met Old Mrs. Liu in the mountains. Although the old Mrs. Liu was a poor peasant, he had extraordinary knowledge and didn't care about the little demon at all. Being born as a beast, he even made the little demon his confidant."

"The little demon was also deeply influenced by his teachings and benefited a lot. Zhucai felt the need to protect him, so he came down the mountain to the Liu family and became a guardian fairy. However, he never thought that his descendants would be unfilial and have an ambitious person like Liu Tianshou. Not only was he ungrateful, he actually tried to steal the ninth-grade blood Ganoderma lucidum that the little demon relied on to achieve enlightenment, and even caused all my descendants to be buried in a sea of ​​fire."

"Maybe the little demon shouldn't have encouraged it and allowed the metal mine to appear. Maybe there would be no such bad luck later."

Looking at the puddle of rotten meat in the center of the yard, the weasel looked regretful for a moment.

"When a thought arises, all evil arises."

"Human nature is greedy, cunning, and the most complicated. There are some things that even we cultivators may not be able to resist the temptation, let alone such people with inherently bad minds."

"One drink and one peck, it's just a cycle. My fellow Taoist has a noble heart and doesn't know the sinister nature of the human heart. However, this encounter cannot be entirely blamed on my fellow Taoist."

After briefly comforting the weasel, Deng Yang couldn't help but have many insights in his heart.

The Liu family's ancestors had good intentions, but due to greed, they cut off their descendants. It is like the ebb and flow of the tide. Many of the causes and consequences are related to the weasel. If you think about it carefully, it is extremely mysterious.

This weasel was too eager to repay his kindness, but he didn't pay attention to the scale. As a result, things will turn to the extreme, and kindness will turn into revenge, which is why he suffered this disaster.

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