For several days in a row, Mingzhao was exhausted mentally and physically. He was thinking about ascending to immortality as soon as possible, but the rules and precepts were echoing in his ears.
At noon, Minghui arrived again. Mingzhao was nervous, looking forward to something appearing again. However, Minghui put down the food and said immediately: "Senior sister, you look haggard. You must be practicing too hard. Take care of yourself!"
She turned around and left. Mingzhao was extremely disappointed. When the six gods were left without a master, the voice of the immortal sounded again, "Pick the immortal roots, can you make up your mind?"
Ming Zhao was excited, thought for a moment, and then calmed down, "Xiao Ni is a member of the Buddhist sect. If you want to abandon your good thoughts, you will undoubtedly give up your cultivation and fall into the devil's path. I forgive Xiao Ni for not daring to cross the line."
The immortal smiled and said: "You can teach me, I am indeed right. I teach you the "Lifting Heart Sutra", which can temporarily separate good thoughts and condense them into beads. After picking them up, they can be absorbed again and they can be restored. How can it be done? Don’t you have the best of both worlds?”
Mingzhao was extremely grateful. He listened to the immortal's teachings on the spiritual methods and essentials of the scriptures and kept them in his heart. After finishing the work, she asked: "I have collected the immortal roots, what should I do next?"
"Now that the immortal roots are established, you have an immortal bond with me. I will find you..."
Mingzhao was so energetic that she didn't waste a moment. She sat cross-legged, with her five hearts facing the sky, and silently recited the "Lixin Sutra". The thoughts of good and evil in her heart were divided into two sides, as clear as a river. Once again, the good thoughts turn into white light and overflow, slowly gathering into beads, like crystal relics.
At this time, her heart was completely occupied by greed, and she couldn't wait to absorb the immortal root. The green jade wat immediately shone brightly, like the sun in the sky.
Ming Hui had just left and was meditating and chanting sutras in the Zen room with her disciples. She was secretly surprised when she saw the light of the green jade wat moving strangely. She told her junior sister Ming Mei to lead the disciples to be careful, and then she flew up into the clouds.
On top of the sapphire, Ming Zhao's face was pale, his eyes were completely red, and his hair was flying and tied up, like the fierce god Rakshasa. The green jade wat's spiritual energy leaked wildly and gathered in her Dantian. There were many cracks on its surface and it was about to break at any time.
Minghui knew what happened and shouted: "Senior sister, you have gone crazy! Good luck with the Infinite Sutra and escape from the control of the devil."
Ming Zhao has long been controlled by the desire to absorb the immortal roots, unable to extricate himself. Ming Hui flew forward, with a flash of white light in his palm against his back, entering the Buddha's light. Ming Zhao was disrupted and regained some sense, "Leave quickly and leave me alone!"
In just a moment, the desire of extreme desire took over, and Minghui was bounced away. The evil thoughts in Ming Zhao's body swelled and turned into a black hurricane sweeping across, like a protective shield. Ming Zhao frantically absorbed the last spiritual energy in it. Her dantian was as bright as a torch and was about to burst at any time.
Minghui stepped forward again, held her arm, and entered the Buddha's light again. At the same time, she shouted: "Sister, hold on, Minghui will not give up!"
Ming Zhao was torn apart by two forces and had a splitting headache. She let out a thunderous roar and pointed her finger like a knife, piercing Ming Hui's chest. Then there was an explosion and the scene returned to calm...
In the Wuwei Hall on Lingding Island, Wushu was reading at night with a candle. Gong Qi quickly walked into the hall and softly reported: "Something went wrong. When she was absorbing the immortal roots, she was disturbed by others. The immortal roots were unstable and ignited an unknown fire. Her body could not bear it. , has been annihilated.”
Wushu remained calm and said, "Wouldn't this be better? Let her become a completely different person, making it easier to act."
"It turns out that Shaojun has already foreseen such an ending."
"Where is she now?"
"Her soul was lost in the Lost Soul Continent. My subordinates found it and are waiting outside the palace."
Wushu waved her hand, and Gong Qi led Mingzhao's soul into the palace. Her extremely lustful thoughts entered her soul, and her description turned black, which was very scary. Wushu nodded, "The immortal roots penetrate into the soul, it's perfect!"
"Are you the god who guides me?" She felt a little disappointed when she saw that Wushu was decadent and huddled in the dark place.
Wushu saw through her inner thoughts. He raised his arms and released his power. His dark aura reached the sky, "I am the legitimate son of Lord Yan and am in the Immortal Class. Am I not qualified to give you advice?"
Ming Zhao was shocked by the momentum and quickly bowed down, "Please calm down! I am willing to obey the Immortal Lord and practice Taoism and become an immortal. But now I am dead and a lonely ghost. Please save me!"
"This is a small matter. I have prepared a high-quality skin for you. You can possess it and return to the soul."
"Then how can I become an immortal?"
"Forging immortal roots in your body is the first step. You will need my careful teaching and painstaking cultivation before you can enter the path of immortality. Before that, you need to do one thing for me."
"What's up?"
"Bring a man here and kill him."
Ming Zhao sneered: "As long as you can become an immortal, let alone kill a single person, you will not hesitate to slaughter the entire human world."
"Very good, that person's name is Sun Mo, he is a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect..."
Three days later, Gong Qi came to report again, "Young Master, something happened. When she was crossing the realm of yin and yang, she was disturbed by the turbulent currents and fell into nothingness. She subconsciously activated the "Lifting Heart Sutra" to force the evil thoughts out of the body and condense them. Her mind is now in a state of confusion. Blank, I left in a daze."
Shaojun was stunned and thought for a moment, "Don't panic! She is Xuan Gen, and she will definitely make waves in the world. It is only a matter of time before she meets Sun Mo. You have to induce her step by step, leave clues, and use her instinct to complete the task... …”
Besides, in the Hall of Wuwei, Sun Mo fell to the ground after being hit by a sword. His mind was filled with confusion and he couldn't believe what happened. Wushu laughed wildly: "Ma Mian! You just linger in front of me, so that you can let out the evil spirit in my heart!"
Sun Mo wanted to ask, but the pain hit him and he was unable to speak.
Xuan Su ignored him at all and asked Wu Shu: "I have already done what you asked me to do. When will you teach me the art of becoming an immortal?"
"We need to get rid of our worries! You left many clues in Qingyu Temple. You must destroy the Qingyu Temple, kill all the nuns, and finish everything."
Xuan Su nodded and left, Gong Qi asked: "Will she really destroy Qingyu Temple?"
"Her demonization is perfect, her desires are swollen, and she only wants to become an immortal. Anyone who prevents her will kill gods if she encounters them, or kill Buddhas if she encounters them."
"What about this person?"
Wushu glanced at Sun Mo with a cruel expression, "He has practiced Taoism for a thousand years. Although he was stabbed in the vital part by the Immortal Killing Sword and the immortal roots were broken, he can still hold on for a few days. When his soul is gone, he will report it to the underworld and it will be done."
Gong Qi was a little worried, "Will this really not affect you?"
"Xuan Su brought him here and even killed him with his own hands. What does that have to do with me? Even that nun can't throw the blame away."
"When the underworld punishes her, I will contact your old subordinates to destroy her soul. Once and for all, she will not be given a chance to talk nonsense."
After a heavy rain, the weather was fine. Mingmei meditated in the Qingyu Wat, unable to enter tranquility for a long time. The spiritual energy has been lost and there is no progress in cultivation. In addition, Xuan Su has been away for many days and there is no news, which adds a trace of concern to his heart.
At noon, the sun shines through the clouds, a little weak. The Wuming Lake was as quiet as ever, with a breeze passing by and the reeds undulating like waves. Mingmei's heart suddenly tightened. This was a strong sign of danger coming from years of experience.
Outside the Red Pavilion, a strong murderous aura struck, turning into a gust of wind that swept wildly. Trees flew across, the reeds were suppressed, and the waves of the lake rolled up and hit the cliff with a loud sound. The sky changed color, and dark clouds rolled in, forming a skyline and crushing them.
Mingmei was shocked and flew down from the sapphire platform. The jade bell in the nunnery rang loudly, which was shocking. At this time, several female nuns from the Ming generation flew over, headed by junior sister Ming Chui.
"Senior sister, what's going on?"
Mingmei shook her head with a solemn expression, "The situation is unknown, but the evil spirit is definitely coming. You guard the Yunying Hall and the Jade Wat, while I go to the mountain gate to meet the enemy."
The junior sisters nodded in agreement, took out their weapons, and set up their formations.
Mingmei added, "If I am unable to defeat you, I will immediately lead my fellow disciples to retreat and go to Emei Golden Summit to discuss with Senior Sister Huidi and plan a comeback."
Besides, outside the mountain gate, the nuns were also facing a formidable enemy. On the jade steps, someone walked slowly. Her face was pale, her eyes were red, her hair was flying in the wind, and her face appeared and disappeared. The long green sword in his right hand hung low, and the tip of the sword passed across the steps, making a sharp sound.
"It's Junior Sister Xuansu!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice.
"What junior sister? It's obvious that she has been possessed by a demon. The sisters set up their formations and used all their strength to slay the demon."
Jingyan opened her mouth in shock and shouted loudly: "Junior sister is not a demon, please show mercy!" But her voice was instantly swallowed up by the noise.
On the jade steps, there were several challengers who came here because of their admiration. Now they were frightened by the powerful aura and stood there blankly on the steps, not daring to move.
The Qingyi Sword in Xuan Su's hand suddenly grew in size, and with a sweep of the sword, those people fell into the lake wailing.
Jingli shouted: "Xuansu, you have gone crazy, abandoned your weapons, and surrendered. The host will help you tide over the difficulties. Otherwise, it will be our duty to subjugate and eliminate demons."
The corner of Xuan Su's mouth raised, revealing a sneer, the giant sword flew and slashed, the sword energy destroyed everything, turning the mountain gate into a pile of rubble. The nuns flew into the air and activated the formation at the same time. The whisks in their hands emitted a blue light and intertwined into a net, tightly binding Xuan Su.
Jingyan was still shouting from the side: "Be merciful, don't hurt junior sister."
Jingli scolded: "It is extremely stupid to not distinguish between good and bad."
Zhongni's exercise skills tightened the blue light, Xuan Su was suppressed, and his body swelled like a fishing net. Her expression was very relaxed, "It's a pity that even the formation is so pale and weak, Qingyu Temple has exhausted its energy."
She stretched out her right arm, and a blue light flashed. The blue light was shattered, and all the nuns fell into dust. Xuan Su's giant sword swept again, and it was about to be wiped out. Suddenly golden light fell from the sky, bound the giant sword, and then leaked out with great force. Houses collapsed, trees were uprooted, and the area near the mountain gate was completely in ruins.
Mingmei and Xuansu confronted each other. There was silence for a while. Mingmei asked, "Why is this?"
"When I awaken, I have only one goal, and that is to ascend to immortality. Those who stand in my way will kill gods when I meet them, and kill Buddhas when I meet them."
"But Qingyu Temple didn't hinder you?"
Xuan Sujiao smiled and said: "But there are too many traces of me left here, and they should all be erased. I just did it casually to eliminate you."
Jingyan on the side is still loudly admonishing: "Junior sister, you have become obsessed and become obsessed. Stop being obsessed. Uncle Junior and we will help you."
Xuan Su was unmoved, and when he raised his sword, the blue light surged, swallowing everything. "If you say it's unintentional, just take action!"
The bright eyebrows are like lightning, and the flowing gold has become huge, like a golden lion's mane that moves automatically in the absence of wind. Xuan Su nodded, "You are a low-key person, but your magic power is on par with Emei Huidi's. You are indeed quite powerful!"
While speaking, Mingmei had already taken action...
