Chapter 115
Falling into the devil is a very simple matter. There are three ways to do it:
1. If you suffer a serious injury, such as losing a loved one, you may become a demon on the spot. The good thing is that it is painless, but the bad thing is that you have to sacrifice a person who is as important as your own flesh and blood.
Second, because of the deep and heavy obsession, inner demons are born, which are difficult to control and the person is shrouded and controlled by the inner demons, eventually falling into the devil's trap.
The third method is to use magic breath to clear spiritual energy, reshape meridians, and transform the system, just like Xie Tingyun is doing now.
The demons in your heart cannot be eliminated just because you want to, and similarly, you cannot give birth just because you want to.
Xie Tingyun didn't really want to sacrifice others. Of course, he would be happy to find a way to perfectly solve all problems by just making himself suffer a little.
There is no better way to do it.
For some reason, tears flashed in the eyes of the other Mahayana monks. Kong Ling gritted his teeth and raised his hands to form a seal.
Invisible spiritual power emanated from the Mahayana practitioners surrounding the blood pool, linked to Xie Tingyun's body, and tightly wrapped his soul to resist the invasion of demonic energy from the outside world.
The faces of the Mahayana masters paled imperceptibly.
This only accounted for half of Xie Tingyun's pain perception.
Due to the limitations of the formation, the other half could only be borne by Xie Tingyun, and they could not divide it.
Xie Tingyun breathed a sigh of relief, but this action still caused blood to flow out from his lips continuously.
So Xie Tingyun had no choice but to purse his lips and not open his mouth.
Even though the white clothes on Xie Tingyun's upper body had not been immersed in the blood pool, it was almost soaked by blood at this moment.
The devil's breath poured back into his meridians and limbs, frantically destroying the original ecology inside. Xie Tingyun bit the soft flesh between his lips until it was bloody. He closed his eyes, cold sweat hung on the tip of his nose, and he was about to fall.
First pour out the wine in the bottle, then smash the bottle, and then use the magic breath to temper and forge an identical bottle according to the traces and appearance of the original bottle, and then pour the new wine into it. The whole process of becoming a demon is then complete.
The bright red liquid in the blood pool dropped noticeably, visibly, and the color seemed to become more viscous and richer.
Until the moment when the thick devil blood in the blood pool was about to penetrate the inner spiritual roots——
For some unknown reason, the demonic energy in Xie Tingyun's body suddenly stopped.
He was almost unable to stand and fell on the shore, his throat was full of blood and his consciousness began to blur.
Then at a certain moment, I suddenly felt that the evil aura raging in my body began to subside for some unknown reason.
Xie Ting opened his eyes blankly.
The Mahayana monks on the shore linked themselves together to protect Xie Tingyun's heart and soul. They looked at each other in surprise and were all a little surprised... The pain they shared actually began to ease.
Xie Tingyun's mind became a little confused because of the severe and ubiquitous pain all over his body. He raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed softly a few times, then suddenly stopped.
His hands were soaked in a pool of blood and were now numb. They were all covered in blood, with only a small clean spot remaining on the back of his hand just below the wrist bone.
The touch that almost burned his skin was imprinted on his numb face, and Xie Tingyun's breathing suddenly stopped. He lowered his head and saw the devil's breath that had awakened from its deep sleep at some point next to the pale finger bones.
The demonic aura of tranquility should have been quietly lingering on Xie Tingyun's hand, but now it was deeply engulfed.
It took deep root in Xie Tingyun's meridians, and devoured the devastating demonic energy in Xie Tingyun's body in big gulps.
“…”
Xie Tingyun's face was already pale, and it became even paler after seeing Ning Chen's devilish aura. He suddenly grasped Cheng Feng tightly and said incoherently: "Take Ning Chen's devilish aura away!"
Daoming's face was stern.
The devil's breath? !
It was not until this moment that they finally remembered the Demon Lord's long-lost talent... plunder.
There was no sound in Xie Tingyun's hands. The demonic energy that should have been dormant because of the incense suddenly woke up for some reason and began to devour the demonic energy that had seeped into Xie Tingyun's body!
Xie Tingyun tried to pull out the evil spirit with shaking hands, but he had very little spiritual power left in his body, and the newly influx of evil spirit had not yet been successfully tamed. At this moment, Xie Tingyun was completely in a window period, and anyone could kill him.
Naturally, he had no way of causing any impact on the demonic aura.
The devil's breath contained the will of the devil himself. After Ning Shen's body inhaled the incense, how could the devil's breath outside his body wake up? !
But now is not the time to explore this matter.
Xie Tingyun's expression was extremely cold, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Go ahead, what are you waiting for?!"
Daoming's hands behind his back began to tremble. He forced himself to suppress the trembling in his eyes, as if he had made some important decision. He stretched out his hand to grab the evil spirit that was entangled in Xie Tingyun's hand.
But just as Dao Ming was about to touch it, the devil's aura suddenly penetrated into Xie Tingyun's meridians and disappeared from his body.
Daoming grabbed hold of Xie Tingyun's wrist, and his spiritual power penetrated into Xie Tingyun's body, which was riddled with holes. However, after only a moment's entry, it was dispersed and swallowed up by the chaotic and disordered demonic energy, and it was impossible to accurately find that thread in the vast demonic energy.
“…”
Xie Tingyun lowered his head deeply, coughed, and his thin back began to tremble.
...He should have thought of it earlier, why didn't he think of it?
Ning Chen's talent is plundering, and he can devour all evil spirits.
The demonic aura he released carried his own will. It could consume spiritual power and naturally it could also consume demonic aura.
Ning Chen said, are you the one who is going to die?
Ning Chen said, you won’t die.
It turns out she was waiting for him here.
Kong Ling's pupils shrank slightly, and he said, "How is it possible?! No matter how powerful the Demon Lord is, he can't devour the blood of tens of millions of ancient demons with a single breath of demonic energy. This doesn't conform to the law of energy circulation at all."
Just this tiny wisp of demonic breath, falling into the blood pool formed by the ancient demon blood, the only outcome would be to be corroded and devoured by the highly concentrated demonic breath. Even if a plundering demon in the God Transformation Stage came, it would be impossible for it to devour so much demonic blood with just a wisp of demonic breath!
Absolutely impossible!!
Xie Tingyun paused suddenly.
Xie Tingyun seemed to finally understand something. His expression changed drastically, and he murmured in disbelief: "Ning Chen..."
The expression on his face was almost broken, and he suddenly said: "Pull me up!"
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Cloud Wind Pavilion.
Ning Shen was still lying quietly on the bed with his sleeping face, only the lonely knife on the knife rack revealed a little clue.
The blade, which was safely sheathed, woke up at some point and started to get angry.
The scabbard was hit violently, causing the entire knife holder to creak.
People who inhale the incense will not have dreams. If the evil spirit had not sunk into the blood pool, Ning Chen should have had a peaceful and sound sleep.
However, as the demonic energy silently devoured and transferred more and more demonic blood, Ning Chen's body took in too much demonic energy, and his meridians were severely burdened, and tiny cracks began to appear on them.
Ningchen closed his eyes calmly, but under the bed, large patches of blood gradually spread out, and then gathered into drops of blood, dripping down.
The incense has a paralyzing effect on a person's mind. Even if the consciousness seems to have discovered something, it cannot focus on controlling the body.
When the body was injured and even threatened to the life of the entity, the consciousness that was submerged in the abyss finally struggled to poke a corner out.
Without thinking, the sword was unsheathed and flew towards Ning Chen's hand.
But just as the sword was unsheathed, it suddenly lost control and fell to the ground.
…
An unknown amount of time had passed before blood silently flowed from the corners of Ning Shen's lips, soaking the pillow bit by bit. His fingers suddenly moved.
Bu Nian suddenly flew up from the ground again, and in the blink of an eye he was above Ning Chen, and then he pierced Ning Chen's abdomen from top to bottom!
Ning Chen suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand to grasp the blade, then took advantage of that moment of clarity to turn over and the incense burner in the room suddenly exploded.
The scent of the incense still remained in his body, and his peaceful consciousness began to become dull again.
However, it was not until now that Ning Chen heard Bu Nian crying in his mind, which actually made Ning Chen sober up a little.
Ning Chen clenched the blade tightly with an expressionless face. Blood flowed from the blade. Taking advantage of the pain, he staggered slightly and walked out of Yunfeng Pavilion.
The fireflies slowly gathered around Ning Chen, but he waved them away without even looking at them.
Ning Chen walked out of Yunfeng Pavilion and was about to climb out from the deep forest in the back mountain, but he was stopped by Liuyun Sect's protective formation.
It would be useless even if the silver flying bird tassel ornament on Ning Chen's chest contained Xie Tingyun's consciousness.
“…”
Ning Chen turned and left.
He pressed the knife wound on his abdomen and walked all the way to the main gate of Liuyun Sect. All the disciples on the road looked at Ning Chen covered in blood in shock. They wanted to help him up in a panic and said, "Demon, Demon Lord? What's wrong with you..."
Ning Chen dodged the support and help from others, walked to the sect guarding formation at the door with an expressionless face, and said hoarsely: "Open it."
The gatekeeper disciple watched with fear as Ning Chen walked and bled, and said with a trembling voice: "It was Senior Brother's order not to let you go out, why don't you treat him first..."
"I say, open it."
Ning calmly interrupted the gatekeeper, turned around, stared at him and spoke.
“…”
Those dark red eyes have now turned completely bright red, and when they stare at someone closely, the sense of oppression is like a volcano about to erupt.
The gatekeeper disciples' legs went limp. They had never seen Ning Chen like this before. His body was covered in wounds. The penetrating wound on his abdomen was bloody and his clothes were soaked in the endless flow of blood. The excess blood dripped down his clothes and left a row of bloody footprints as he walked towards him from a distance.
Ning's expression could almost be described as cold and sinister, and the low pressure around him made everyone tremble with fear, fearing that he would start a killing spree the next moment.
For a moment, they almost thought that the gloomy demon king who had tried every means to kill their eldest senior brother had returned.
It doesn't matter if it's not opened. Ning Chen lowered his eyes, changed his grip of the blade, the black long sword was burning with a fierce devil's breath, and then Ning Chen slashed fiercely at the protective sect formation.
Snap——
The tiny sound of breaking echoed in everyone's ears, and the gatekeeper next to him suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief: "???"
Ning Chen chopped down with the knife again, and the fresh penetrating wound on the abdomen was pulled, causing more blood to flow out.
Now Ning Chen lacks a wife, his condition and his sanity. He lacks everything except the magic energy.
The sect protection formation?
Ning Shen raised the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Before he could split it, the gatekeeper disciple tremblingly opened the sect protection formation and hurriedly said, "Open, open, open, open!!"
Ning Chen paused in his movement to raise the knife, then put it down and walked out of Liuyun Sect without looking back.