frightfiction Chapter 531 The Devil
Chapter 531 The Devil
It is located in the Hexu Mountains, and there are only a few sixth-level monsters guarding the area, so it is not difficult to obtain.
Jingkong discovered the location of Xirang seven months ago. When he was about to rush back to tell his master the good news, he was abducted by Bai Lan's men.
The timing was very fortuitous, but for Bai Lan now, even if Jingkong's Nascent Soul stage master knew about the existence of Xirang, it would only be a matter of having one more elder in the Yuling Sect.
Before loading the file and returning to the soul search, Bai Lan saved the file on the spot, then opened his eyes and looked at Master Hongxiao beside him.
"Take four Jindan-stage cultivators and head to this location in the Hexu Mountains. The Xirang should be at the bottom of the abyss. There are several sixth-order earth-splitting lizards around. They won't be difficult to deal with."
"You, how did you know that?" Jingkong looked at Bai Lan as if he had seen a ghost.
Zhenren Hongxiao was stunned. How did the leader know the location of Xirang before he even tortured the monk in front of him?
What kind of magical power is this? Could it be that the Sect Master can read people's thoughts with just a glance of his Dharma Eye? So terrifying...
Hong Xiao, who was lost in thought, didn't dare to look Bai Lan in the eye anymore. She just lowered her head and took the order and left quickly.
Bai Lan withdrew his gaze, then looked at Jingkong's smooth head, and shook his head with regret.
Unfortunately, she is not a murderer, otherwise the Buddha's skull relic would be a treasure for cultivators.
Jingkong felt a chill in his head when he saw Bai Lan's regretful gaze. He frowned involuntarily and took a few steps back: "You evil cultivator, what are you going to do to this poor monk!"
Jingkong was originally a monk in a temple in the mortal world. Later, he was accepted as a disciple by a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and thus entered the world of cultivation.
But Jingkong's master is not a Buddhist cultivator, but a hypocritical and righteous cultivator. He accepted Jingkong as his disciple, taught him Buddhist cultivation techniques, and provided him with resources for cultivation, all in order to obtain the skull relic of a Buddhist cultivator in the Jindan stage after his death, to help him in his own cultivation.
According to ancient secret records, the skull relic of a Buddhist cultivator in the Jindan stage can greatly increase the success rate of refining the Tufan Pill, which is one of the essential pills for Yuanying cultivators to break through to the Shenhua stage.
Of course, as Bai Ling's concubine, Jingkong naturally could not die at the hands of her Yuanying master.
In the end, he died to protect Bai Ling from disaster, and after his death, his skull relic naturally did not fall into the hands of his Nascent Soul master, but was left to Bai Ling to help her become a god.
Jingkong should be one of the few people in the world of cultivation who can practice Buddhist techniques to the stage of Jindan through self-study. Apart from his dark history of falling in love with Bai Ling, he is also a monk with considerable wisdom.
But Bai Lan couldn't let him go just because he was kind.
Since this person is Bai Ling's concubine, the necessary procedures must be followed.
"Hand over a wisp of your soul, otherwise, you will die." Bai Lan stretched out his hand.
Jingkong shook his head decisively: "No..."
"When you were a mortal, you were a monk in Guanghua Temple, right? Hand over your soul, otherwise I will bring people to massacre Guanghua Temple." Bai Lan said with a smile.
Jingkong's eyes widened, shaking with anger. "You, how could you do this! A cultivator shouldn't meddle in the affairs of mortals, or else the consequences will befall you, and the heavens will punish you!"
Tiandao thinks about how to kill her every day.
"Either hand it over or die."
"..."
Jingkong closed his eyes with tears in his eyes, and a wisp of soul floated out from between Jingkong's eyebrows and was absorbed into Bailan's sea of consciousness.
"Within one year, cultivate the technique engraved on this jade slip to the fifth level of perfection."
The skill Bai Lan gave Jingkong was the Forget Love Technique, and she wanted to do an experiment.
The cultivator who became ruthless and murderous after practicing the Forget Love Technique according to the records was just an ordinary cultivator. However, in the world of cultivation, even the righteous cultivators have a lot of killing karma on their hands and have more or less evil spirits, and a five-year-old child is no exception.
But Jingkong had never killed anyone in his life, and his cultivation was entirely supported by his Nascent Soul Master.
His only attacking skill is Fireball, but he has mastered the footwork to the heavenly level and has also done quite well in the body-building techniques.
The main theme is to make good connections and avoid bad karma, until he met Bai Ling, he broke the rules and fell in love.
She was very curious whether such a person would become cruel and murderous if he practiced the Forget Love Technique to the great perfection.
If so, this Forget Love Technique is a completely demonic technique.
If not, then this technique is not without its merits.
"I want to leave here. My master is Master Qigu. If I go out for training and don't come back for a year, he will definitely come to find me." Jingkong looked panicked and didn't even dare to look at the demon above him. At this moment, he just wanted to escape from here.
"True Lord Qigu? He's only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. I'll wait for him to come."
Bai Lan threw the jade slip to Jing Kong after he finished speaking, and then looked at the Foundation Establishment disciples on both sides: "Take him to find a heavenly-level training room in the sect. When he has cultivated the Forgetfulness Technique to perfection, bring him back to see me."
"Yes! Leader!"
"When you reach the state of great perfection in your cultivation, you can leave here. I am not a murderer. As long as you complete this practice, you can leave here."
Jingkong didn't believe it at all. He was afraid that if he couldn't reach the Great Perfection within a year, those innocent monks in Guanghua Temple would die at the hands of this devil.
He felt sad, but for the sake of those innocent lives, he decided to cheer up and practice well.
I don’t know what the devil meant by giving him this kind of martial arts. Why should he, a monk, practice the art of forgetfulness?
Jiuge Zhenjun looked at Jingkong's departing figure and suddenly said, "Ancient books say that the bone relics of Buddhist cultivators above the Jindan stage are precious treasures after their death. Could it be that you..."
"I am a righteous cultivator." Bai Lan took a sip of tea, shook his head and sighed: "Senior Jiuge, please don't frame me."
"..."
"However, the Buddhist technique that the little kid was practicing just now is quite interesting. It seems to have been left by an old friend I knew a thousand years ago. The technique has been passed down here and the Wuyin Sect must have been destroyed long ago. The location of the sect in my memory should be here. You can look for it when you go to the Boundless Sea. Perhaps you can gain something." Jiuge Zhenjun said, marking a point on the map in front of Bai Lan.
Bai Lan's eyes lit up: "Old Fu, look at Senior Jiuge, this is what the remnant soul of a senior should look like!"
"I don't have many friends, and most of the ones I remember are strong enemies. I have killed most of them after becoming a god, so how can I remember so many... Besides, compared to these dilapidated sects that have long become ruins, the Floating Cloud Island that has been passed down to this day must be richer." Old Fu snorted coldly.
Old Fu has subconsciously regarded Floating Cloud Island as the future asset of the Yuling Sect. What a good soul.