Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know - Chapter 15 Killing blood and carving soul (1/2)

Wen Ren’e regained his consciousness with the help of the fighting spirit in the Burning Sky Drum, and fought to the death with twenty-one masters with the heart of burning the boat. I don’t know how many of those righteous masters died, and how many of them were able to save their lives.

As for Wen Ren’e, he wanted to fight with all his strength, use all his strength, challenge his limits, and test how strong he could be. He originally attacked his opponent without reservation, but was awakened by the sound of war drums at the last moment.

Yin Hanjiang beat Wen Ren’e’s Burning Drum as a Jingxu period man, not just to make Wen Ren’e die in battle.

Before the war, he promised Yin Hanjiang that he would live. Wen Ren’e never breaks his promise. At the last moment, he retained some strength and guarded his body. Only then was he able to survive and was saved by Yin Hanjiang. 78 Chinese first release m.

Wen Ren’e held his breath and told Yin Hanjiang that he was still alive, then lost consciousness.

He was injured so badly that his soul fell into a trance. He vaguely heard Yin Hanjiang calling, but his eyelids were heavy and he could not wake up.

In the plot, Wen Ren’e was also in a coma for a long time. When he woke up, he saw Baili Qingmiao busy in front of him. He saw a ray of rising sunlight shining on Baili Qingmiao. Her expression was gentle and firm, and she looked like she was dedicated to rescuing people. It’s so beautiful. Under that ray of sunshine or divine light, the Demon Lord’s heart moved.

But at that time, Wen Ren’e didn’t realize that her love crisis had come, and just coldly told this junior disciple of the righteous way that he could agree to one condition for her. Baili Qingmiao was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, “I just want you to survive.”

Wen Ren’e suffered serious internal injuries, but he was unwilling to return to the Shangqing sect with Baili Qingmiao for treatment. Baili Qingmiao had no choice but to use the communication talisman given to her by Master Qingrong Zhenren to tell her fellow disciples that she had important matters and needed to leave for a while.

Before the war between good and evil, the Shangqing sent each of the disciples responsible for the rescue a jade slip, and urgently taught them some healing knowledge and where certain magical medicines grow. During the three months of Yin Hanjiang’s retreat, Baili Qingmiao and The disciples were busy reciting jade slips and practicing healing techniques.

She found that Wen Ren’e’s injuries were too serious, his Dantian and Zi Mansion were in chaos, and even his true energy had disappeared. In order to save people, Baili Qingmiao is determined to take Wen Ren’e to Jiuding Mountain, which is recorded in the jade slips, to search for Ganoderma lucidum, which can bring life and death to human flesh and white bones. Wen Ren’e watched her with cold eyes all the way up Mount Jiuding on her back, fighting with the guardian elixir and beasts. After getting the flesh of Ganoderma lucidum and boiling it into soup, he didn’t use any of it and fed it all to Wen Ren’e.

In the original book, after Wen Ren’e recovered from his injury, he looked at Baili Qingmiao’s happy smile, and his heart finally fell. He did not identify himself, but left a token, telling Baili Qingmiao that she could use this token to call him if there was any difficulty. No matter how difficult it was, he would go through fire and water without hesitation.

Baili Qingmiao never thought about repaying someone’s misfortune. She was very happy if she could save a life. After bidding farewell to Wen Renhe, Baili Qingmiao returned to the mountain. When she saw that Yuan Ying had been taken away to congratulate Wen Chao, her heart suddenly dropped.

He Wenchao, who was seriously injured and heartbroken, asked Baili Qingmiao: “Junior sister, when I was injured, I just wanted to see you one last time. Where were you then?”

Baili Qingmiao cried so hard that she was out of breath. At that time, she had obviously found the Ganoderma lucidum, but instead of using it to save her senior brother, she gave it to a stranger.

In order to celebrate Wen Chao, she inquired from her elders about how to save people, and went to Jinhaiyan Cliff alone. On the way, she “accidentally met” Wen Ren’e, who was always paying attention to her movements, and the two set off on the road together.

This time, it was Yin Hanjiang who saved Wen Ren’e. He didn’t know the location of Ganoderma lucidum. Seeing that his master was unconscious, he could only take people to the small valley where he was practicing.

That was when Wen Ren’e picked up Yin Hanjiang and was in a small sect. Wen Ren’e was the leader of that small sect. After Wen Ren’e unified the magic path, he secretly gave this place to Yin Hanjiang and arranged a formation. It belonged to Yin Hanjiang and no one else knew about it.

When Wen Ren’e was fighting against the righteous masters, Lord Ruan Tan was alerted to Yin Hanjiang’s change of command. The demons are very ambitious. From the leader of the Dharma Protector Altar to the disciples, they all take advantage of your illness to take your life. If Yin Hanjiang returns to Xuanyuan Sect with Wenren’e seriously injured at this time, he is afraid that Shu Yanyan will be the first to kill someone.

When Your Majesty was in his prime, the Xuanyuan Sect was a rare force under his command; when Your Majesty was seriously injured, the Xuanyuan Sect was a cannibalistic place.

Yin Hanjiang did not dare to take Wenren’e to the Xuanyuan Sect. There were only two places in his mind, one was the border town where Yin Hanjiang grew up, and the other was the place where he was brought back by the Lord when he was young.

He carried Wen Ren’e and sneaked under the waterfall where he had been practicing. There was a small cave full of spiritual energy, suitable for healing.

His Majesty was seriously injured. Yin Hanjiang put Wen Ren’e in a posture with five hearts in the sky, took out all the elixirs in the storage belt, selected some mild and aura-replenishing elixirs, and stuffed them all into Wen Ren’e’s mouth.

Wen Ren’e had no breath at all and could not swallow the medicine. Yin Hanjiang hesitated for a long time and said to the Lord, “I’m sorry.” Then he opened Wen Ren’e’s jaw, channeled his true energy, and passed in through an inch of distance with a breath of true energy. Hear people’s bad words.

He was careful, fearing to touch your Lord’s pale lips, and deliberately avoided touching his lips and teeth.

Your Majesty took the medicine, and Yin Hanjiang injected his remaining true essence into Wen Ren’e’s body and circulated it for a week. He was relieved when he found that the true essence in your body began to actively circulate and absorb the power of the medicine.

After relaxing, Yin Hanjiang realized that he was already unsteady on his feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fainted at Wen Ren’e’s feet.

At that time, the old master of the Xuanyuan Sect was a master at the peak of the Mahayana stage. He would be trapped in the illusion and possessed by the illusion when he beat the Burning Sky Drum. Yin Hanjiang had just entered the realm of emptiness. He forcibly used the Burning Sky Drum and suffered the backlash of the evil energy contained in it. His internal organs had already been severely damaged. It’s just that he was only thinking about saving Wen Ren’e, and he didn’t care about his injuries and couldn’t feel the pain. It wasn’t until Wen Ren’e took a breath that Yin Hanjiang realized that he had run out of gas.

Wen Ren’e woke up after absorbing the power of the medicine and found that he was in a dark and humid cave. A man in black was lying at his feet, his face pressed against the cold stone steps. He turned him over and saw a wisp of green moss rubbing against his face. For example, in folk ghost stories, it is used to set off the cruel victims of ghosts.

Wen Ren’e raised his breath slightly, and his Dantian felt like tearing pain. He took off his black robe and saw that his body was covered with scars, including sword wounds, knife wounds, whip wounds, stick wounds… almost all the scars were caused by eighteen kinds of weapons. on top.

Physical injuries are considered a trivial matter. The most serious thing is that the Dantian and Purple Mansion are completely destroyed, and the life essence is drained by the Seven Killing Halberd. Such an injury, if there is no fleshy Ganoderma, it will not be cured even if it is cultivated for hundreds of years.

He forced his body to help Yin Hanjiang up. Yin Hanjiang’s clothes felt a little damp when he touched them with his palms. When he untied his clothes, he saw that the flesh and blood on Yin Hanjiang’s body was torn. His already thin body seemed to have been cut open by some weapon and then sewn shut with thin threads. Generally, it is difficult to find a piece of intact skin in the cracks.

Wherever Wenren’e’s eyes touched, the flesh and blood unfolded, which was shocking. He put his palm against Yin Hanjiang’s heart, wanting to heal him, but he couldn’t mobilize any energy, so he could only sit down weakly against Yin Hanjiang and let out a desolate laugh.

It has been more than three hundred years since he entered Taoism, and he has never been in such a miserable state.

His injury could not get better at all. In the book, Baili Qingmiao took the Ganoderma lucidum to save him. Now Wenren’e has chosen an extremely difficult path to get rid of the plot and give up the hope of easy survival.

“Protector Yin,” Wen Ren’e said softly, “The most difficult time in my life was when I was rummaging through the mass graves to find my family three hundred years ago.”

There were two hundred and seventy-three corpses from the nine Wenren clans, all of which were decapitated. The sinners were unable to be buried. After being beheaded, their heads were burned and their bodies were dragged to mass graves. When Wen Ren’e rushed back to the capital, it was already seven days later. The corpse was so rotten that it was impossible to tell who was who.

He rummaged through the mass graves day and night and pulled out 296 headless corpses, as young as three months old. Except for their special stature, Wen Ren’e couldn’t tell who they were from the remaining 237 corpses.

There were also corpses of other prisoners, and Wenren’e didn’t know which of them were his family members.

The whole family was loyal and good, but no body was left intact. At the age of sixteen, Wen Ren’e knelt down in front of the two hundred and ninety-six headless corpses and burst into tears, filled with hatred that could not be vented.

The abbot of Wuxiang Temple’s magic power was so powerful that Wen Ren’e couldn’t help but remember things he had forgotten for three hundred years. He turned his head and looked at Yin Hanjiang with his eyes closed, a faint smile appearing in his eyes: “Dragon protector Yin, do you know how happy I was when I walked by the mass grave and saw a pair of hands grabbing me?”

A hundred years ago, when Wen Ren’e thought he had forgotten what happened back then, that little hand reached out to the corner of his clothes. He took the child out of the pile of corpses and touched his neck. It was not a decapitated corpse. Put your ear to the child’s heart, the faint heartbeat sounds like the sound of nature.

At that moment, the cold-hearted Wenren’e held little Yin Hanjiang in his arms, tears falling from his eyes without even noticing it.

It was as if the powerlessness I felt when I was sixteen was vented at this moment.

He finally saved a life.

Wen Ren’e grabbed Yin Hanjiang’s wrist. He had saved the child and was about to die now.

This stupid kid was already seriously injured, but he still forcibly transferred his true energy to Wen Ren’e, cutting off his last vestige of life.

“Yin Hanjiang, since I can save you once, I can save you a second time. If I don’t allow you to die, you won’t die.” Wen Ren’e’s face darkened and he looked at the magic sword beside Yin Hanjiang.

Yin Hanjiang never put the sword into the storage magic weapon, and stubbornly held the sword as a protector, and this sword had its own consciousness.

After Wen Renhe entered Taoism, he gained a lot of mental skills in the demonic way. Among them, there was one method that was the most difficult to cultivate, but now he has just mastered it.

“Your name is Chi Ming.” Wen Ren’e said to the demon sword.

He threw this sword to Yin Hanjiang and never told him its name.

Because calling out the name is to awaken the consciousness in the magic sword.

When the Chiming Sword heard someone calling his name, the sword trembled slightly and took the initiative to leave its sheath, floating in front of Wen Ren’e. Countless strange patterns appeared on the sword, which Yin Hanjiang had never seen before.

Wen Ren’e looked at the sword and recited the magic formula. The same lines as Chi Ming’s sword appeared on his body.

Sensing what Wen Ren’e was going to do, the Seven-Death Halberd, his destiny magic weapon, buzzed. Wen Ren’e raised his hand slightly and said to the Seven-Death Halberd, “Don’t make trouble.”

The Seven Killing Halberd trembled unwillingly for several times, but was finally suppressed by Wen Ren’e and became quiet.

The Red Ming Sword turned into countless blood swords. Following Wen Ren’e’s method, it pierced into the patterns on Wen Ren’e’s body. The dense blood swords nailed the person to the cave. The blood stains slid down the stone wall and fell on the Yin Han River drop by drop. face.

Yin Hanjiang’s eyelashes trembled painfully for several times, but he was unable to open his eyes in the end. He was unable to see that he wanted to protect His Majesty, cut his blood with the Red Underworld Sword, and embarked on a road of nine deaths.

Wenren Ewan’s sword pierced his heart, but he did not stop speaking the magic formula. He slowly raised his hand and drew a formation in the air that was the same as the lines on his body.

After the blood-soul-locking formation is drawn, the blood-light formation is integrated into Wen Ren’e’s soul.

Use your body to cut the blood, and use your blood to carve your soul!

The Scarlet Ming Sword flew out of Wen Ren’e’s body. The moment the blood sword left the body, Wen Ren’e’s body turned into blood mist with a bang and dissipated in the cave.

The Seven Killing Halberd made a mournful sound, and the Sixth Star of the South Dipper gradually turned bloody.

A quarter of an hour later, the blood mist gradually condensed into a human figure. At the moment when the soul dispersed and the body disappeared, Wen Ren’e endured the severe pain of soul shattering and resolutely completed the blood-cutting formation.

In the world of cultivation, there is a lost method called the art of killing blood.

The caster needs to draw blood patterns on his body, destroy his body and soul with his own hands, and run the blood cultivation method at the moment before death to completely integrate the body and soul into one body. From then on, the body and soul are one, as long as there is a drop of blood. If it remains in the world, it will never die or be destroyed.

The art of blood cultivation has only been mastered by one person for thousands of years. It’s not that it’s not powerful enough, but that it’s a nine-death technique. Without an absolutely strong belief, it’s impossible to endure this kind of pain.

After completing the cultivation, no matter how injured you are, you can recover as long as you have enough spiritual energy.

Wen Ren’e put on the black robe that was thrown to the ground and cut his soul with his own hands, the pain still lingering in his body. He frowned slightly, took out the elixir from Qiankun in his sleeve and drank it.

After his body recovered to 50%, Wen Ren’e helped Yin Hanjiang up and injected the newly acquired true energy into Yin Hanjiang’s meridians, forcing the evil energy from the Burning Sky Drum out of his body.

Far away, Qiu Congxue was being carried on Baili Qingmiao’s back, and the two were climbing a mountain.

Qiu Congxue said to Baili Qingmiao, “Leave me alone, don’t take me back to your sect” and then passed out. She was injured more seriously than Wenren’e. The Buddha’s light hurt the ghost cultivator too much, and all the wronged souls in her body were destroyed. To transcend, even the slightest bit of skill can’t be used.

Baili Qingmiao saw that Qiu Congxue was unwilling to return to the sect with her, and was unwilling to face her fellow sect members because she was too injured to be healed, so she made up her mind to save this fellow Taoist.

After Baili Qingmiao reported the situation using the messenger talisman from her master, she tied Qiu Congxue, who had passed out, to her back, and rushed to Jiuding Mountain.

According to legend, Jiuding Mountain is a monastery for immortals, and even Mahayana practitioners will be suppressed into mortals here.

Baili Qingmiao couldn’t fly, and the cliff was very steep. She gritted her teeth and held on to the vines with tears in her eyes as she climbed up.

Along the way, she fell countless times, leaving scars on her face and body. She thought about giving up, but when she thought about the Taoist friends on her back waiting for her to save, and the fact that she could not save anyone in the battle between good and evil, Baili Qingmiao gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to continue climbing.

When she finally climbed to the top of the mountain, she was already dying.

Ganoderma lucidum is good at hiding and cannot be found by ordinary people. Baili Qingmiao lay half-dead on the top of the mountain. Roulingzhi thought she was dead and was attracted by her godhead. He popped out of the soil and wanted to eat Baili Qingmiao.

Another snake that was always guarding the Ganoderma lucidum crawled over. When it saw the Ganoderma lucidum appearing, it bit the Ganoderma lucidum in one bite, and the snake and the Ganoderma lucidum started to fight.

Baili Qingmiao was awakened by their voices and was ecstatic to find the fleshy Ganoderma lucidum right in front of her eyes. She went to great lengths to kill the spirit snake, hugged the fleshy Ganoderma lucidum, and stewed it with the spirit snake.

The aroma of meat Ganoderma healed Baili Qingmiao’s injuries and helped her advance from the fifth level of the Golden Elixir to the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir stage.

If Baili Qingmiao drinks Ganoderma lucidum soup, he will definitely fly to the sky. But instead of coveting the magic medicine, she soaked Qiu Congxue in the soup. When she saw flesh growing on her body, she said happily: “So you are a girl.”

When Qiu Congxue’s internal organs were fully grown, Baili Qingmiao fed all the soaking soup to Qiu Congxue.

Qiu Congxue’s state instantly returned to the Mahayana stage, her face was rosy and she looked very healthy.

When Qiu Congxue woke up, she saw a charming and beautiful woman holding her chin up and looking at her, her eyes full of unpretentious joy: “Senior, you are finally cured.”

get well? Qiu Congxue sat up and suddenly felt something was wrong. She checked carefully and found that she had gained weight.

At this time, something came to Qiu Congxue’s mind – when he saw Baili Qingmiao’s concerned eyes and the whole pot of meat and Ganoderma lucidum soup being fed to him, he couldn’t help but sigh in resignation: “It’s over this time.”

Although she didn’t know where these words came from, Qiu Congxue nodded in agreement and said, “It’s over.”

“What’s over?” Baili Qingmiao blinked and looked at Qiu Congxue innocently.

“The master of this altar is a ghost cultivator. In order to cultivate the Shura Dao, he took the initiative to join the hungry ghost path and sacrificed his life to feed ghosts, and then he realized the Mahayana realm.” Qiu Congxue looked at Baili Qingmiao with a fierce look in her eyes.

Baili Qingmiao realized something was wrong, took a few steps back, fell to the ground, and said tremblingly: “Senior, what’s wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong?” Qiu Congxue stepped forward, pinched Baili Qingmiao’s neck with her warm fingers, and said bitterly, “I am a ghost cultivator, and I finally gave up my body. You gave me all the growth in a mouthful of soup, and I strangled him to death. You! “, Remember to bookmark the URL or remember the URL, URL m.. Free and fastest update, no anti-theft, no anti-theft. Report error. Ask for books. Chat with book friends.