Chapter 111: Dew urges Ming Fei, and purple smoke rises from the furnace.

"exchange?"

Xu Yang thought about it carefully and it was indeed a good idea.
First of all, Zhao Xianglu cannot be killed. As the disciple of Taoist Shenmu and also a famous genius in Taoism, if he is killed, the consequences will be serious and it will also be a bit of a waste.

By then, I have offended many parties, and anyone can step on me, and the demons will also attack me without restraint.

Besides, killing him is not in his own interest.

What he wants is a Chu Dan thug, not a corpse that can cause trouble to him at any time. Things will change. If you can't become a corpse now, it may not be impossible in the future.

Xu Yang always puts interests first when looking at things. Since not killing Zhao Xianglu is in his own interests, he naturally won't kill him easily.

"Yes, it's an exchange." Zi Yan explained the cause and effect. "Zhao Xianglu appears simple on the surface, but she is vicious at heart and is good at tripping others up. I was killed by her back then. She is a beginner's elixir expert. Even if the Great Sage has means of controlling her, it will be easy for the strong to see through her. It's better to let me do the exchange."

Zi Yan originally resisted fiercely about being imprisoned. After all, she was a worshipped deity, high above everyone else, revered by all. How could she be held inferior to others?

It was not until he saw the old land god and the Shinto talisman that Xu Yang took out that he began to believe what the old land god said.

In terms of seniority, I am not as good as the land god, and I am not even a real god. The land god is a real god appointed by the Heavenly Court, and what he says is evidence.

After comparing herself internally, Zi Yan quickly changed her mind.

If Xu Yang knew what he was thinking, he would definitely feel in his heart that he made the right move.

The role of the land old man is far greater than his strength.

After thinking about it for a thousand times, Zi Yan added:
"In order to prevent his faith from affecting him, Zhao Xianglu has not broken his Yuan Yin. If I break his body, I will have the opportunity to take advantage of it."

"I see."

Xu Yang understood.

I am quite good at this.

But before that...

He took out the Ming Fei method and said, "Let's practice this method first and then make a decision."

The book fell into Zi Yan's hands, and she quickly flipped through its contents with her mind.

There are more pictures than words, and most of the patterns are about two people practicing together. The consort is like a jade pendant on the master, cooperating with the master in various ways of practice.

This simple-minded girl was shaken and thought that the Great Sage's impatience was a blessing or a curse for her.

"Don't get me wrong. This is the method of Mingfei Yoga, the orthodox practice of Buddhism. I am not interested in it, but in order to help you practice, this sacrifice is acceptable."

"Great Saint, have mercy!" The old land god echoed from the side.

The goddess was graceful and her whole body shone like white jade. After hearing Xu Yang's words, she couldn't help but be shocked by this man's shamelessness.

Just as he was thinking about it, a gust of cold wind blew in the room, and the old land man was forcibly driven back to the world of the living.

The big hands wrapped around Zi Yan's slender waist, which felt like a piece of precious jade in the water. It was rather cold to the touch, and the tip of her nose was filled with the fragrance of incense from the temple.

Next, the man and the ghost practiced the barbarian Buddhist teachings in the form of spirit and soul.

The woman was dignified and holy, like a statue in a temple, solemn and reserved.

Different from other places for cultivation, this place focuses on the spirit. In addition, she was holding her breath and not very cooperative, which made it quite interesting.

"Receive the nectar and the Dharma empowerment!"

Xu Yang gave a light shout, and his true Qi quickly refined the purple smoke.

The gloomy wind dissipated, white light illuminated the room, and the dusty statue of the land god became tidy again.

In front of the statue stood a tall woman with her hair exquisitely braided and embellished with various gems and gold. She was dignified and beautiful, like the mistress of a wealthy family, or a strong woman who could stand on her own.

"Zi Yan, from now on, you will be the Goddess of Baosheng of Jiuyou Temple. When the world is reorganized and the heaven is rebuilt, you will definitely contribute a lot."

Xu Yang stood opposite, making promises casually, and was very satisfied in his heart.

Unlike other furnaces, the Shinto furnace has an amazing fit with itself, especially after he used nectar to refine the Concubine, the method and the purple smoke have an amazing fit.

Purple smoke is equivalent to a living "blood bag". If you are lacking in true Qi, your mind is exhausted, or you are injured, you can recover through purple smoke.

Normal practice is equivalent to two people becoming one. Every time the river cart runs, the harvest is twice as much as before.

In other words, the time it took Xu Yang to break through was shortened by nearly half.

This is far from the limit. As the practice of Mingfei Method deepens, the effect will become stronger and stronger.

According to this method of Man Buddha, if one practices with up to two consorts at the same time, the speed of practice and recovery will be faster.

You don’t have to worry about getting injured anymore. As long as the injury is not fatal, you can recover through Mingfei in a short period of time.

Xu Yang took a deep breath, his expression showing a hint of unruly and evil nature.

"How does it feel?"

"Very good." Zi Yan said embarrassedly.

She was still a little uncomfortable with this matter and didn't know how to deal with it, like a wooden man. The Great Sage didn't seem to care too much and even seemed to enjoy it.

"From now on, you will be my divine concubine."

The word "Ming Fei" doesn't sound nice, it would be more appropriate to call her Shen Fei.

After this practice, Xu Yang came to a conclusion.

Rong Shen and Ruyi cannot be divine consorts, as they are essentially miscellaneous monsters. The divine consort method is essentially the dual cultivation of sex and life. Once one practices deeply, the mixed essence of the miscellaneous monsters will instead pollute one's own soul.

Of course, as long as they practice diligently, it is possible to wash away the evil spirit and blood stains.

"Go back, it's time to deal with your sister." Xu Yang sneered.

Whoosh! !

The two returned to the world of the living.

In the dark secret room, the Taoist priest's "corpse" came back to life.

The spirit beside him illuminated the entire meditation room.

The red door opened, and two people went out one after the other.

A woman jumped down from the spider web outside the hall.

Ruyi lightly covered her lips and said teasingly, "Master, you are very capable. You have added another sister to the Taoist temple. Hello, sister."

This move was ignored by Zi Yan. Ordinary wild monsters were not in her eyes and she would have killed them on the spot in the past.

Ruyi was quite embarrassed, and the atmosphere was silent and depressing.

Xu Yang observed with some interest, but he was not a good person.

In addition to the boring training, it would be a good way to relieve the boredom of the practice if he could see the harem fighting. He would not interfere. Forcing a compromise would only make the conflict deeper, so it was better to ignore it.

Could this be the pleasure of ancient emperors?

It's a pity that the two women did not fight. Ruyi has a very high emotional intelligence and quickly changed the subject and ignored the matter.

After Ruyi left, Xu Yang said to Zi Yan, "Let's start." "Yes."

Near Yuanfu Temple, Fenglong County.

Blood and energy formed clouds, and the ferocious demons and the Taoist priests with talismans fought in the clouds.

Talismans fell like rain, and evil fire turned into clouds.

Various magical lights flash, illuminating the earth.

The gorgeous scene is more beautiful than any fireworks, but extremely dangerous.

Mountains were on fire and houses collapsed.

The killing drama gradually came to an end.

“Behead!” Zhao Xianglu raised his eyebrows, shouted softly, and cut off the head of the green jade Kuiniu.

The robes of the Taoist Tongshou and the Taoist Yuanfu were torn to varying degrees, and it seemed that the battle was very fierce.

"Haha, the members of the Ghost Cart tribe haven't shown up yet. It seems that this matter will not end." Although it was a wild monster in the mountains, the Taoist monk Tongshou determined at a glance that it was the work of the Ghost Cart tribe.

The appearance of the demons was too coincidental, and it was a collaboration between different races.
To say that there is no one behind this is an insult to one's intelligence.

Fortunately, everyone was prepared in advance, so apart from a few deaths, there was not much damage.

"My two fellow Taoists, I have important matters to attend to, so I will leave first." Zhao Xianglu sensed the vibrations of the statue again and was anxious to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, walk slowly."

Zhao Xianglu turned into a ray of light and quickly disappeared.

Dense forests of Yinshan Mountains and underground caves.

The darkness completely obscured the figure, leaving only a pair of vertical pupils that were breathtaking. The outline of the figure was vaguely visible. He was leaning lazily on the agate stone base, holding a sachet in his hand, smelling the soothing fragrance, and missing the beauty far away.

The defeat just now did not cause any negative impact on him.

Everything is going according to plan step by step.

"The culture of the demon race is broad and profound. The two-legged sheep are just a poor imitation of the demon race. In a few days, you will become pigs in the pen."

Gui Yan has always looked down on the human race. In his eyes, all human cultivators are nothing but chickens and dogs.

What happened in Quhuang County made him furious. He would definitely torture Xu Yang and then hand him over to the most cruel monk Longyang among the demon clan.

But now is not the time.

He must gradually conquer four counties with a population of two million, make great achievements, and marry Gui Xiang.

"Xiang'er, wait a moment..."

The relationships among the demon race are chaotic, there is no distinction between relatives, and they can all mate with each other.

But both parties are relatively loyal. Except for a very few strong ones, most of them only have one partner.

The two demons secretly decided to spend their lives together and will surely become a fairy couple in the future.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, on the edge of a cliff.

The two rays of light merged.

"Sister!" Zhao Xianglu's hair was disheveled and the skin behind her ears was covered with sweat. After so many battles, she was unable to keep her body clean.

Seeing the intact statue, Zhao Xianglu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister, I'm so glad you're okay. Did you eat Xu Yang?"

"I ate... I ate a leg."

"Where are the people?" Zhao Xianglu was startled.

If someone dies, it will be a serious matter. Uncle Zhigang will never let me go.

From another perspective, the statue recovered after eating just one leg. If the whole thing was eaten, wouldn't it make the statue even better?

"Jump off the cliff... and run away." Zi Yan pointed to the thousand-meter cliff in front of them.

Zhao Xianglu went forward to investigate, but the mountain was so foggy that he couldn't see the bottom clearly. There seemed to be some flickering lights floating around.

"Dingjing!"

There was a precious mirror hanging on the ceiling, emitting golden light that enveloped Zhao Xianglu's entire body, and he was about to chase after him.

Suddenly, I heard the statue behind me speak.

"Does it look like the cliff you pushed me off? My dear sister."

"what?"

Zhao Xianglu was suddenly startled. His big secret was discovered, and he felt shocked and scared.

When did the statue develop intelligence?

"die!"

Zhao Xianglu's eyes were filled with vicious hatred, and he turned around and wanted to kill his sister again.

The statue's eyes were clear, as if it had regained its intelligence and even regained control of itself.

Who knew that the circulation of his own true Qi failed, and the golden light of the bright mirror did not obey his command, but instead trapped him.

The two were originally one, but now the statue has the upper hand.

"This time it's your turn to be a statue." Zi Yan smiled with a hint of pleasure.

Xu Yang appeared beside her, put his arms around her slender waist, and his calm gaze made Zhao Xianglu panic inside.

"Uncle Master Xu, you..." How could Zhao Xianglu not understand what had happened? It must be this person who had lifted the ban.

The true Qi gradually slipped away from his control, and his soul gradually fell into coma.

Zhao Xianglu still insisted, "I am the disciple of Taoist Master Shenmu. Can Zhigang protect you? Let me go now!"

"What a coincidence, I am also the disciple of Taoist Shenmu." Zi Yan said with a smile.

Looking at Xu Yang walking towards him, Zhao Xianglu slumped to the ground, his face full of innocence, tears in his eyes, his clothes disheveled, revealing his snow-white shoulders, looking pitiful.

"I didn't mean it, Uncle Master! I was just possessed by a ghost for a moment!"

"Sister!! I know I was wrong. I was young and ignorant at that time. After you died, I have had nightmares every day..."

Zi Yan shook her head and said, "You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."

Whoosh!
The purple smoke turned into light and entered Zhao Xianglu's body.

Xu Yang stepped forward.

The sky and the earth were dark and pitch black, and everything was refined in an instant.

(End of this chapter)