Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 533: queshenpeng

Chapter 533: Que Shenpeng, Half Demon’s Road to Raising an Immortal

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, after only one day of sunshine, a cold day immediately ushered in.

The cold wind whistled and the drizzle fell.

Countless raindrops were frozen into ice needles, piercing the ground overwhelmingly.

A group of ghost figures sacrificed their ghost bodies and practiced fighting in the sky.

A white tiger walked out of the cabin.

Xiao Mu landed on the deck and said: "I have met the boss."

"Yeah."

Lu Tong walked to the edge of the awning boat, looked in the direction of Donghai Sect, and said, "Is there a black and white dragon beast coming this morning?"

"Yes. It flew from the south at sunrise and set off dozens of thunderbolts along the way. Except for one of the stalkers who was caught, no more people were lost."

An idea arose in his mind.

Jiao Zhuzheng showed up with great fanfare, possibly looking for him.

Xiao Mu said: "Secretary Master, Yifa Sect is sending out disciples again. The number is about three hundred. The sect leader asked me to ask if I can find a place to put them down."

Lu Tong understood Yi Fa Zong's plan, but still said: "Okay, the small town is short of manpower."

Xiao Mu was silent for a moment and said: "Most of the disciples this time have just started and have low strength. What does the sect master mean, can they be placed in the formation like the previous group of disciples?"

After Xinchen's death, most of the Yifazong disciples followed Wang Jiefeng and hid in the Tong Family Villa to avoid the fighting behind them.

Lu Tong remained silent.

This combination will benefit both parties. He will increase his subordinates and Yi Fa Sect will keep his disciples.

But he traveled back and forth and put in a lot of effort.

It would be too easy for Yifa Zong to just say yes without giving anything.

Xiao Mu waited for a while and said: "The sect master said that if the master needs it in the future, he can just instruct the Yifa Sect disciples. Elder Xue Ye who is accompanying this time also obeys the master's instructions."

"There's not much going on right now."

Lu Tong spread his wings, flapped slightly, and flew directly off the deck into the sky.

Xiao Mu said hurriedly: "Last year, the sect master asked for a pot of 'Spiritual Day Return Pill' from Jiaxiang Academy. I heard that there was still one left. Thanks to the sect master for protecting the Yifa sect, I have written a letter for the sect master. The Lord asks for this elixir."

"Okay, I'm interested."

Lu Tong flapped his wings fiercely, rushed out of the small town, disappeared into the heavy rain of ice needles and disappeared.

Dangen Mountain, like the last time we met, was once again covered with a layer of ice.

Inside the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

A petite figure sat at the table. There was a chessboard and two cups of hot tea on the table, with wisps of steam rising from the mouth of the cup.

A strange dragon entered the pavilion.

Lu Tong pressed his paw on the long table and opened his mouth to take a sip. The tea in the cup turned into a stream of water and entered his mouth together with the hot air.

"What happened?"

"Big deal."

The horned bamboo zither stretched out its paws and clicked on the chessboard.

A streak of ink flowed out from under the crystal claws, turning into mountains, rivers, cities, etc., and then names emerged one by one.

After a few breaths, an extremely detailed map appeared on the chessboard.

Donghai Sect, Gushui Town, Fayuan Mountain, etc. are all among them. These familiar places only occupy half of the place, and the other half is on the other side of the ghost town.

The ghost city is bordered by Jieshui Lake to the north, Donghai Sect to the west, and another sect - Baolian Sect to the east.

Lu Tong's heart moved slightly. Thinking of the layout of the three kings yesterday, Donghai Sect's side had turned from offense to defense and asked: "Are the three kings going to deal with Baolian Sect?"

"Not bad."

He stared for a while, stretched out his paw and pointed at the large barren mountains and wilderness between the ghost city and Baolian Sect.

"The Wansheng Shenxu is in the middle, can the three kings get through?"

In the large gap, a slender "mountain" is like a city wall, completely isolating the ghost city and Baolian Sect.

Wansheng Shenxu.

The remaining divine power in the Shen Ruins is vast. Under the influence of the divine power, the soil, trees, and rivers all undergo changes and become like one tree after another.

The soil is like a snake, the trees are like vines, and the rivers are like pillars.

When the wind blows, even the wind turns into a long stick, and it feels like being hit with a stick when it blows on you.

When the heaven and earth changed, the gods of the north personally took action and released the hidden "memory" deep in the Shenxu. Now Wansheng Shenxu has been reduced to a desperate situation.

Jiao Zhuzheng shook his head, and traced his claws along the chessboard. A dark ink drop appeared in the southern open space, and three words appeared next to it——

Zizhen Wang.

"Ten days ago, Weiwei Mountain suddenly collapsed, revealing a large hole three miles in diameter. It has been found that King Zizhen led tens of thousands of fog ghosts to sneak into this place. He has more than 30 'Baizhang Earth Dragons' under his command, who are good at Drill a hole through the mountain, and if nothing goes wrong, we will lead countless men to cross the sacred ruins from the depths of the underground."

Lu Tongtong's hole is miniature.

It has nothing to do with the two ghost kings joining forces, but because of King Zizhen.

Wanxi is under King Zizhen.

The Ten Thousand Demons Transformation Spring Rebirth Formation used in Cheng Dan was also given by King Zizhen.

He stared for a few seconds, collected his thoughts, and said, "What are your plans?"

The horned bamboo zither arouses the fox's thin mouth.

"Baolian Sect has nothing to do with us. You go back to find out the news. After the fog ghosts come out, we will attack the ghost city fortress and destroy the three kings' lair!"

Lu Tong's eyes widened.

Through the repeated spells on the chessboard, it seems that there are countless underground tunnels hidden below.

After a moment, he shook his head and said: "The three kings are not so stupid."

"I know. But you have forgotten that smart people are often greedy. Since he wants to bite Baolianzong, don't blame us for biting him."

Jiao Zhuzheng waved his paw.

A few rays of mana flew out and turned into a maid, a tea tree, a mountain spring, etc. The maid picked off the fresh tea leaves, held them in the palm of her hand, spread them out again and fried them dry.

Diverting water, boiling water...

In a few breaths, a pot of hot tea was brewed from scratch starting from tea picking.

Lu Tong opened his mouth and took a sip, then the tea fell into his mouth. After a brief aftertaste, he stuck out his long scarlet tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

"Tea and water are all fake, but the taste is real. How do you do it?"

The magic of Jiao Zhuzheng cannot be hidden from a pair of dragon eyes.

The maid, tea tree, etc. were all transformed by magic power. They should not have a taste, but they tasted fragrant.

Unless the illusion of Jiao Zhuzheng can deceive the five senses and six senses.

Jiao Zhuzheng took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "What do you think?"

Lu Tong glanced left and right, finally stared at the tea cup, opened his mouth and spit out a beam of flame.

Under the flame, the outside of the dark tea cup burned red, and flames appeared on the inside, bursting out the specially roasted tea shreds.

"It's really a 'tea' cup."

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

Lu Tong slowly shook his head and said: "Small tricks are of no great use. If you want to bite the three kings, you can only overcome the ghost city with strength. Xiangshan Mansion is about to come to help, and the Yifa Sect under me alone will send a new The number of manpower has tripled that of last year.”

The look of the horned bamboo zither changed slightly, and its hole shrank to the size of a pinhole.

"This opportunity is not to be missed."

"What if it's a trap?"

Jiao Zhuzheng fell into silence.

Lu Tong waited for a while, blinked his jade-like eyelids, and said: "I have an idea. If it comes true, maybe we can get rid of the three kings. I just don't know if you are willing to..."

"What?"

"If you give up, you will gain."

He stretched out his dragon claw, swung it across the chessboard, and dug out a large area around Waterfall Town with one claw, and then swung out another claw and dug into a large area again.

Jiao Zhuzheng's expression remained motionless, but four white fangs bared from his lips.

Lu Tong waved his four claws, and Donghai Sect lost dozens of small cities, and then dug out a piece from Baolian Sect.

Large areas collapsed.

Together, it is already larger than the current ghost town.

He retracted the dragon claw and said: "Such a big piece of meat is not comfortable to swallow in one gulp. You might choke to death. What do you think?"

The hole of the horned bamboo zither could not be opened or closed, and he screamed: "What if he doesn't swallow it?"

"As you said, smart people are greedy."

Jiao Zhuzheng stared at it for a long time, then flew out of the pavilion, leaving behind a voice: "At any time."

"Yes."

Lu Tong responded casually, looked at the map that collapsed in front of him, and murmured: "Survival in the cracks, this time I messed up, I am a spy and a traitor, I really have no way out."

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The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the day of reunion.

Lu Tong flew into Jieshui Lake alone.

After searching around for a long time with the map, I finally found a landmark - Zhenhai Tower.

After the great changes, Jieshui Lake completely changed its appearance.

The corals, reefs, desert islands, etc. of the past are no longer the same, and the underwater undercurrents have become chaotic, making it difficult to identify the direction.

He landed on the broken iron tower, looked up at the sun, flapped his wings and flew towards the northwest.

After flying out for a long time, a tornado appeared in front.

The wind is strong and the water vapor is sufficient. The tornado looks white, like a huge white pillar reaching the sky and the earth.

The source of Lishui River.

This was originally the source of an underground river. There was a hole at the bottom that sucked in lake water, forming a whirlpool on the surface.

Later, the powerful took action and set up a formation in the river. The force of the lake water increased a hundred times, and the whirlpool turned into a large hole with a diameter of a hundred feet.

It even swallowed water and wind together, forming a tornado on the water.

Lu Tong rushes into the tornado.

"Boom, boom..."

There were loud noises in my ears.

There is a bottomless hole under your feet, like a huge mouth, which continuously swallows countless lake water, but it does not satisfy you at all, but makes you even more thirsty.

Lu Tong felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

For a moment, it seemed as if a powerful being was opening its mouth to bite him.

The ghost cave in Gushui Town is several times larger than this one, but its power is not as powerful as one thousandth.

"Wei Hu?"

A mellow voice passed into my ears, overwhelming the sound of wind and water.

A bamboo raft hangs at the entrance of the cave, and a young monk is sitting on the raft, holding a book in his hand and looking up.

Lu Tong took a deep breath, put away his **** body, landed on the bamboo raft, and saluted: "Greetings to Master Que."

"Where's Que Yu?"

"I am practicing the stick method in the small town of Gushui. Except for being captured by three kings and practicing the "Wish the Corpse Spirit and Ghost the Dharma, everything is fine since I have been under the command of this junior."

The young monk nodded.

Que Shenpeng's appearance is not amazing. Her eyebrows, face, mouth and nose are all very ordinary, far less beautiful than Que Yu.

But the eyes are very special.

Looking a little tired and confused, there is a stubbornness behind the surface that is heavier than the mountains.

"What do you want?"

Lu Tong swallowed, took out a piece of paper, and handed it over with both hands.

Little demons, smoke, and water droplets are drawn on the paper.

"This junior practices a method to transform into a blood demon using demon magic, mana, and essence and blood, but it is a pity that it cannot be accomplished. I once asked Junior Sister Que for help, and Junior Sister said that she lacked a soul-splitting technique."

Queshenpeng looked at the ink marks on the paper and stared motionless for a long time before slowly shaking his head.

"It is indeed related to the soul, but there is no need to separate the soul. This evil method has shortcomings."

Lu Tong was secretly shocked.

"Senior has extensive knowledge and is indeed a remnant of the original method."

"There is no form but no spirit. Either complete the method or add a soul-producing thing."

His heart moved slightly and he immediately said: "But Shuang Ling You Jing?"

"Yes. However, this item is rare and it would be a waste to use it on this kind of spell."

Lu Tong nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for your guidance!"

Queshenpeng loosened his fingers.

The paper floated out, swayed in the wind a few times and dispersed into a piece of powder, white paper powder and black toner, each particle distinct.

The powder rotates slowly, like a small whirlwind.

"Any more questions?"

Lu Tong glanced at the whirlwind at the end of the paper and said: "One more thing, I once had a Taoist companion. When the Taoist companion was pregnant, I practiced the qi and blood method together, and the method was swallowed and grown together with the fetus. Unfortunately, the method was only half completed. , dare to ask the seniors, there are other ways."

Qu Shenpeng raised his eyelids.

"Evil method?"

Lu Tong immediately said: "No, the ancient immortal's method is neutral and peaceful, and will not harm the Taoist couple or the fetus."

"Haha..."

Queshenpeng suddenly burst into hearty laughter.

Lu Tong's heart tightened, and a cold feeling came from his back, rising from his tailbone to the top of his head in an instant.

"Don't dare to tell lies in front of seniors!"

Queshenpeng ignored it and waved his hand. The end of the paper fell into his hand again and turned into a piece of white paper. The ink marks on it changed rapidly.

After one breath, the "little demon" on the paper turned into a "baby".

"Right?"

"Seniors have unique eyesight, and I have some secrets that I can't tell you, so please forgive me."

Lu Tong took a breath and realized that his back was completely soaked.

Que Shenpeng raised the corner of his mouth, stared at the picture on the paper, and said with a smile: "This method is exquisite. The golden elixir realm can create a 'clone'. Although it is far less than the real clone, under the Nascent Soul, it is called Be outstanding!"

"Please give me some advice, senior!"

"You have already found a way out, why should I talk more?"

"Senior refers to..."

A white light lit up in Que Shenpeng's eyes, and with a finger, the baby's ink on the paper flew out and began to transform into dragon shapes and phoenix shadows.

"Life is created in the womb, and something is created out of nothing. However, the human fetus is chaotic and the blood is too weak, so it should be called a dragon fetus or a phoenix egg. Which mythical beast did you use?"

Que Shenpeng looked curious, like a young monk asking for advice from his master.

Lu Tong was careful not to tell random lies, and said: "Human fetus, but the junior Taoist monk has a special status, a special dharma of the ethnic group, and a very long bloodline."

"Ethnic group?"

Que Shenpeng frowned~IndoMTL.com~ thought for a few times and said: "I heard that many ancient savages live in the wilderness of the south. Could it be that your Taoist companion was born here?"

Bai Huang, further south of the land of ancient immortals.

There are a hundred mansions in total, which are vast and sparsely populated. Each mansion has a human group.

Lu Tonghanhu said: "It's almost the same."

"Interesting, do you have their secret method?"

The two of them seemed to have changed their identities.

Que Shenpeng sat at a low place with his head raised and was not ashamed to ask questions; Lu Tong stood at a high place with his head lowered and respectful.

"Senior, no. But there are still some books in the collection. The original owner was a disciple of Longguang Academy, and he also received the inheritance of great power, and his background is extremely profound."

"Bring it!"

"Yes."

Lu Tong took out ten small boxes in succession, with twenty books in each box, filling the open space at his feet.

"Any more?"

"There are fifty-three boxes left."

A bright light appeared in Que Shenpeng's eyes, and he waved his hand, and billowing water vapor came in, spreading on both sides of the bamboo strips and turning into a water mat.

"Take it out."

"Yes."

Boxes are placed one by one.

Que Shenpeng seemed to have forgotten Lu Tong and Que Yu who was in a foreign place. He directly brought out his magic power and opened ten books at the same time, reading them with concentration.

Lu Tong waited for nearly a quarter of an hour and whispered: "Senior, I had a doubt when I was reading. Please give me some advice."

"Which one?"

""A Narrative of the Hunyuan Pregnancy,"

Queshenpeng quickly found this book and started reading.

Ten pages in one breath.

After reading it quickly, he asked: "What doubts are there?"

"Separated fetuses can be used to transform into demons. Can the blood body practiced by the younger generation be able to use the art of transforming into demons? This is the blood body method of the younger generation. This is the blood body..."

Que Shenpeng took over the method with a very serious expression, as if the doubt was not someone else's, but something he encountered himself.