Chapter 156: With my wisdom and understanding,

Outside the cave.

Master Guiwu sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave with his eyes closed, meditating. He felt a chill coming from behind him. It was not a powerful enemy attacking from behind, but the aura emitted by his fellow Taoists during their practice.

He seemed to be meditating, but in fact he was muttering, "What kind of thing is fellow Taoist cultivating?" In the cave, Lin Fan sat cross-legged like a statue, motionless. A thick green poisonous miasma appeared on his surface, and there seemed to be a terrifying miasma demon roaring and howling. The soil several meters around him was infected, cutting off his life force.

I have never been promoted since I started practicing the Sore Sickness Method. I need to consume merit points to upgrade this method to the Plague Method.

But this is far from enough, he needs to continue to improve, so as to integrate his own understanding in the process of practice, and upgrade the plague method once again to "The Netherworld Plague Curse".

When promoting this method, the idea of ​​using the Red Eye's Destruction Pupil to continuously absorb the power of the abyss of the underworld was added.

How does the Dharma come about? It is naturally through practicing all Dharmas, broadening your horizons, and figuring it out with all-encompassing wisdom and merit points.

"Now I have upgraded the "Sore Spell" to the "Netherworld Plague Curse". If I upgrade it again, it will become a magical power."

He glanced at the remaining merit points, which were enough for him to upgrade this method to a supernatural power.

The upgrade from the Sore Law to the Plague Law was quick and easy without any difficulty, but when upgrading to the "Netherworld Plague Curse", the required merit points skyrocketed, making it very difficult.

"Let me use my endless practice and wisdom to deduce this method to the level of supernatural power."

"Add it to me."

Following a roar in his heart.

The words "Curse of the Netherworld Plague" displayed on the interface disappeared, as if after a long period of time, one day during his hard practice, he suddenly realized something and deduced this method into a magical power.

[Magic Power: Magical Method of Natural Disaster and Epidemic (Not yet introduced 0/7000)]

As the magical power was deduced, the green miasma that enveloped the body was absorbed into the body. The altar in the body vibrated, and an illusory image emerged. It was like a dream and not real, but it was clear to see.

It has angry eyes and fangs, three heads and six arms, an eye between its eyebrows that flashes with light, and each of its six arms holds a weapon.

Plague Hook Pot, Epidemic Fire Pot, Leather Bag Sword, Evil Wind Umbrella, Chaos Hammer, and Evil-Removing Seal.

“This magical power…”

The proficiency of the beginner is too high, even higher than that of the Five Evil Tribulations that destroyed the Purple Yang Body, which shows that this magical power is extremely lethal, but why can it be deduced to this extent? After thinking deeply for a moment, it suddenly dawned on him that it must be that his current understanding of the law is far better than before, so he can deduce this magical power.

This coincided with his previous thoughts and was completely verified.

"Merit points are consumed very quickly. The number of points required for magical powers is really too large." Lin Fan sighed, then shook his head, "No, how can I blame the magical powers for requiring too many points? I should ask myself if I have really worked hard enough?"

The more points required for a magical power, the better, and the more it shows how earth-shattering the magical power he deduced is.

After the training, when they came out of the cave, it seemed like several days had passed. Even the bonfire was lit and an unexpected person appeared. It was Luo Yu whom they had met before.

"Brother Luo, why are you here?" Lin Fan looked surprised.

The other party was running away, so how could he appear here? More importantly, how did he find them? Putting aside other things, this location was chosen by him, so it is naturally very concealed.

Luo Yu looked exhausted, and it was obvious that he had been traveling for many days without much rest.

"I came here to find you." Luo Yu was really impressed. He had never met anyone who could cause so much trouble. Thinking back to the time, he had no one to guide him and didn't know the rules of this world, but he met a good man. What a pity...

Lin Fan looked around and asked in confusion: "How did you find it?"

Luo Yu said proudly: "If you talk about other things, I may not be able to do it, but when it comes to finding a hiding place, I dare say I am second to none. There are only so many hiding places. I have been to all of them before. Plus the places where you caused trouble, I can think of them with a little thought."

Lin Fan gave a thumbs up, speechless and full of admiration. This must be experience gained from running around.

But this experience is extremely valuable. If ordinary people want to learn, they need to practice.

Luo Yu regretted, "I really regret it. I should have told you at the beginning that besides not inhaling the Flesh Spirit Incense in front of others, you must also destroy the bodies if you have a conflict with the cultivators from the mountain gate. Some of them have small video recording gadgets that can record the situation at the time. That's why you are wanted."

Lin Fan suddenly realized, and said, "So that's how it is. I was just saying it. There were clearly no survivors at the beginning, so how did people find out about it? But it doesn't matter. If they know about it, then they know about it. How can I be afraid of them?"

Luo Yu was shocked. What a guy, he is still stubborn even at this time. He really doesn't know how tyrannical these mountain sects are.

We all come from the lower world, so we should take care of each other.

"Fellow Daoist, it is not advisable to stay here for long. Why don't you follow me? You are too close to Yinjiang Mansion. It is very dangerous here. The possibility of encountering those people is very high." Luo Yu said.

Lin Fan raised his hand to decline the other party's kindness, "Thank you for taking the risk to inform me, but I came up from the lower realm not to hide, but to uphold the law. The spiritual energy in the lower realm is foul and turbid. Those who inhale the evil energy will become crazy and need to light candles made by their loved ones to stabilize their sanity. The mastermind behind all this is in this realm, so I want to destroy it."

Luo Yu opened his mouth so wide that an egg could fit in it, and his eyes were blank.

"So, what?"

"Destroy Yinjiang Mansion."

"Ah? Destroy it?"

"That's right. You have been here for so long, you should know that the essence needed for cultivation in Yinjiang Prefecture is the essence of the people. It is really despicable to trick the people into sending their children over in the name of recruiting disciples." Lin Fan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He had killed countless monsters in the lower realm. That murderous intent had long been tempered and became extremely terrifying.

Luo Yu took a step back in horror. What a terrifying murderous intent. What kind of existence was this Taoist priest in front of him when he was in the lower world? It would be difficult to condense such murderous intent without slaughtering tens of millions of people.

Mao Miaomiao shouted, "That's right. Our Taoist priest hates evil as much as his enemy. When he was in the lower world, he was the honest man in the eyes of the people. Now that he has come to the upper world, he is still the honest man."

Qingtian Rat yelled, "Follow the Taoist's steps. Rat, my blood is boiling."

Fox Daji looked at her sister and brother Mouse in a daze. They were really active now.

Since coming to the upper realm, she has become somewhat taciturn.

In the past, she could occasionally say things that her sister couldn't figure out, but now it is difficult for her to speak. It turns out that when a woman really starts to busy herself with her career, she will become mature and stable.

This is the change of my Daji.

Daji really understood.

She has to practice the method of conferring gods well and keep an eye on the situation in the village.

Lin Fan looked at Luo Yu and said firmly: "Daoyou, this is the path I want to take. I am very happy and relieved that you came to see me, so I will tell you the truth. It doesn't matter whether you follow me or not. This path is extremely dangerous and full of dangers. You may die halfway."

Facing Xuan Dian's words, Luo Yu's eyes sparkled, "Follow, why not? Daoist friend has such ambitions just after entering the upper realm, how can I, Luo Yu, be timid? With me leading the way, I guarantee that Daoist friend will take fewer detours. To be honest, I, Luo Yu, have a deep blood feud with Yinjiang Mansion."

"Oh? What blood feud is it?"

"Revenge for the murder of my wife."

"Did your Taoist partner also go to the upper realm and was killed by Yinjiang Mansion?"

"No." Luo Yu told the story of what happened, with tears in his eyes. The love that he had just embraced disappeared before his eyes, and he couldn't catch it. If it weren't for his own shallow cultivation, he would have rushed to Yinjiang Mansion long ago.

Lin Fan patted Luo Yu on the shoulder and said, "Fellow Daoist, this person has passed away, but this hatred must not be forgotten. Turn your grief into strength, destroy Yinjiang Mansion, and avenge the beauty."

Luo Yu nodded heavily and said, "Okay, it is my fortune to meet you, fellow Taoist. I will risk it all this time. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

"Good fellow Taoist, this is exactly the momentum we want." Lin Fan praised.

Gui Wu looked at the two of them, blinking his eyes. How come the momentum reached such a high point while they were talking? It made his blood boil. He sighed in his heart, thinking that fellow Taoist really couldn't sit still.

…

In the majestic and magnificent city, a group of Yinjiang Mansion practitioners with extraordinary temperament appeared. The people in the city were very excited about the appearance of the practitioners, but what happened a few days ago was like a thorn rooted in their hearts.

Use the essence of the people as the object of practice and treat them as consumables.

Whether this is true or false, every citizen has his or her own opinion.

Some people doubt it, some people don't believe it.

How could Yinjiang Prefecture just ignore it? Consumables that are willing are always better than those that resist.

The man leading this group of practitioners is the eldest senior brother of one of the five halls of Yinjiang Mansion, Qin Mubai.

The Five Palaces are the five major institutions of Yinjiang Prefecture.

The Talisman Hall, the Alchemy Hall, the Criminal Law Hall, the Tongtian Hall, and the Yinjiang Hall.

Qin Mubai is the eldest senior brother of Tongtian Palace. Among his generation of disciples, he is second only to the eldest senior brother of Yinjiang Palace.

This time he led the team.

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Several expressionless disciples stood on the platform. Their eyes seemed bright, but in fact they were dull and their expressions were stiff, as if they could not smile.

A disciple stood in front of the people and said loudly, "Some time ago, an evil demon killed our Yinjiang Mansion disciples and even slandered our Yinjiang Mansion for deceiving everyone, saying that the selected children were used as consumables. Today we will break this rumor. They are the children who were once selected here."

"You all should go back and meet your parents and tell them how you are doing in Yinjiang Mansion."

After saying this, the disciples standing in a row left and walked towards their homes.

The people could not tell which families these grown-up children belonged to, so they followed them one by one, wanting to see whose children they were.

If it is true, then the previous rumors will naturally be dispelled.

Qin Mubai looked at the people below and sighed in his heart. Those disciples who left were not disciples at all. They were just poor people who had survived to this day with difficulty and became puppets.

A pawn controlled by secret methods to facilitate family reunions and suppress rumors.

Just as he was thinking about this, a commoner dressed in silk came with his child and said in awe, "Master, can you please see if this child has the talent for cultivation? I don't believe a word of what the evil demon said before."

Qin Mubai's thoughts were interrupted. He looked at the child with bright eyes. There seemed to be a light in his eyes. Before he could speak, his fellow disciple said, "Brother, this child has bright eyes. I'm afraid he has good talent. Let me test him."

The mountain gate has records that whether the quality of the marrow is high can be seen from some details.

Take the eyes for example. The better the quality of the marrow, the brighter the eyes will be and the more fluid they will be.

Just as the other party took out the test bottle and wanted to check, Qin Mubai slowly said: "This child has average talent and has no chance of joining the mountain gate."

"Brother, this won't happen, how about..."

"Um?"

Qin Mubai glanced at the other person with cold eyes.

The junior brother was so frightened that he trembled all over, "Yes, senior brother is right."

The commoner was still somewhat unwilling, "Master, please wait a little longer. My child has been smart since he was young. He is better than his peers. He must be gifted."

Qin Mubai didn't say anything, just looked at the other person like this, and the man was so scared that he lowered his head, turned around and left with his child.

He looked at the receding figure and sighed in his heart.

He was very disgusted with the fact that the mountain gate treated the common people as consumables. They were all human beings, so why should they be divided? He could see that this group of people respected the mountain gate very much and were very serious about cultivation, taking it as a big deal.

But don’t underestimate him because he is the eldest senior brother of Tongtian Hall in Yinjiang Prefecture. There are four others who are equally famous as him, and there are some things that he cannot control.

The disciples in Yinjiang Prefecture are all descendants of the former disciples of the mountain sect. After hundreds or thousands of years of intermarriage, their numbers are very large and they completely occupy all the resources of Yinjiang Prefecture.

Since people have different talents for cultivation, there is a method to plunder the essence, accommodate themselves, and be reborn.

After a long time, those disciples who had reunited with their relatives came back, accompanied by their parents, and some were left with only their father or mother to see them off.

The parents were reluctant to let their children go with tears in their eyes. They had waited so long for their children to come back home, but before they could be together for long, they had to separate again.

"Child, come back to visit your parents more often. They don't have much time left."

"Child, take good care of yourself, practice well, don't take any risks, just stay safe and sound."

When the onlookers saw this scene, some felt empathy, and some parents who wanted their children to practice spiritual cultivation even began to think about giving up the idea.

How can I bear to part with my loved ones?

I don’t know how many years it will be before we meet again.

Sometimes being ordinary is also good. After all, they were also ordinary but they were able to stay with their parents. Why do they hope their children to be successful when they have children?

It’s painful. Who can live without suffering?

Think about it, once you enter the mountain gate, you have to practice hard. It's not the same and it's very hard, but one is facing the earth and back to the sky, while the other is staying in a secluded space to practice day and night.

Qin Mubai turned and left, and his disciples followed.

After they leave.

An old man who sent his child away cried loudly, "This is not my child anymore."

The people who knew the old man asked, "Old Jiang, what's going on with you? Isn't that your child?"

"It's my child."

"Then how can you say it's not your child?"

"Yes, but he is not the child I knew. He has changed. He has really changed."

The people around didn't see anything wrong with this, and they all joked, "Of course it has changed. You are an ordinary citizen, but your child is now an immortal. His status has long changed. It's good enough that he can come back to see you. Be content."

"Yes, Old Man Jiang, you have to live longer so that you can enjoy a better life in the future."

Old man Jiang wiped his tears. He was tongue-tied and didn't know what to say.

The children are your own children.

But not as he knew it.

He saw pain and despair in the child's eyes.

It seemed like she was asking him for help.

But he couldn't do anything.

(End of this chapter)