"You also want to follow me and worship this demon lord?"
Seeing Zhuang Xiaohu hesitate at first, then he gritted his teeth and nodded firmly. Zhuang Wudao almost couldn't help laughing and laughed out loud.
Just as he was about to say something sarcastic, Zhuang Wudao immediately saw the look of longing in Zhuang Xiaohu's eyes.
The look in his eyes at this moment was 90% similar to that of the person he saw in Lihantian Realm that day.
——Desire for life, madness at all costs
Zhuang Wudao felt quite impressed, and the sneer on his face gradually faded away.
"What do you think, please tell me?"
It's so easy, why do you want to take the path of demon sacrifice? With the help of the "Peeping Sky Shadow Ring", this girl has no need to think about the soul, but the golden elixir has hope. Why take risks and take this path of no return?
way?
"It seems to me that the master has not been noticed by anyone in these years. Moreover, this demon lord does not seem to be asking too much -"
Zhuang Xiaohu faltered in his words, and finally paused and hesitated for a long time before saying in a low voice: "Master, master, please don't laugh at me. I also want to give it a try to see if I can achieve the realm of the soul in this life."
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Zhuang Wudao was silent, how could he laugh at him? Is there any monk in the world who doesn't want to achieve immortality?
Changsheng asked, after all, it is human nature to survive, and who doesn’t want to live longer?
Looking this woman up and down, Zhuang Wudao finally shook his head.
"Whether you worship the Demon Lord or not, I'll let you decide. I can also teach you how to cover up the Demonic Breath. However, if you encounter inner demons or even the Demon Lord's intrusion, are you confident that you can resist it?"
Zhuang Xiaohu's breath was suffocated, and there was a look of sadness and shame in his eyes. With her determination, even the inner demons with a little foundation could not be suppressed, but what about the demon Lord Ranhua?
Zhuang Wudao didn't intend to pay any more attention to it, but the next moment, he heard a very familiar voice ringing in his ears.
"It's not impossible. She can't suppress her inner demons. It's the same if you, the sword master, do it for her."
Zhuang Wudao turned around and saw that the sword spirit Yun'er had already manifested beside him.
This time, he showed no hesitation and showed his figure in front of people other than Zhuang Wudao for the first time.
And Zhuang Xiaohu also stared blankly at this woman who was even more beautiful than Nie Xianling, looking completely at a loss.
Zhuang Wudao was dissatisfied and a little annoyed. He also frowned tightly. This sword spirit was too reckless. Although Zhuang Xiaohu's life and death were under his control, there was still the possibility of leaking secrets.
But what he was more curious about at the moment was Yun'er's words.
"I'll do it for you?"
"good"
Luo Qingyun was also very interested, staring at Zhuang Xiaohu and looking at him: "The sword master has forgotten the "Purple Sky Sutra of Great Yi" that he read in his dream?"
""The Purple Sky Sutra of Great Yi"?"
Zhuang Wudao remembered that this was a Taoist classic in Yun'er's memory that recorded some side secret arts.
The point is not this book, but a technique used to restrain spiritual slaves in the "Purple Sky Sutra of the Great Yi".
The name of the 'Dayan Heart Locking Talisman' is an extremely powerful talisman. The so-called 'powerful' refers to the control over the spirit slaves, which is more powerful than the Li Chen Sect's divine pattern blood ban.
‘When the Dayan Heart-locking Talisman is planted, everything owned by the spirit slave will fall into the hands of its master without reservation.
Not only life and death, but also all thoughts and ideas, no privacy at all, no different from wooden puppets.
However, this 'Dayan Heart Locking Talisman' has a benefit. Once the spirit slave is taken advantage of by the inner demon, Zhuang Wudao can still control it through the 'Dayan Heart Locking Talisman' to help Zhuang Xiaohu revert to his original origin and suppress the inner demons.
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"This method works."
Zhuang Wudao thought about it for a moment and realized that it was feasible. But——
Does this Zhuang Xiaohu have such a decision?
Zhuang Wudao is not very optimistic. This woman is greedy for life and afraid of death. It is estimated that this demon sacrifice is just a talk. With Zhuang Xiaohu's tortoise-like mind, he will retract into his shell when encountering obstacles.
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As the "Infinite Equality Sutra" was recited, within a few formations, the demonic atmosphere immediately arose, and traces of demonic thoughts gradually descended.
Zhuang Wudao recited the magic sutra, and his brain felt dizzy and painful in waves, resisting the continuous hallucinations.
However, at this time, he was able to stay completely awake while reciting this sutra, and the process was relatively easy. However, Zhuang Xiaohu behind him was extremely strenuous. He was sweating profusely, and his clothes were almost soaked. His face suddenly became wet.
Blurred, sometimes distorted, sometimes twitching, but the best way to wake up is at the last moment of being lost.
Zhuang Wudao still can't believe it. When he explained to this woman what the "Dayan Heart Locking Talisman" was, Zhuang Xiaohu unexpectedly agreed to it, and he was so cheerful and without any hesitation.
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Zhuang Wudao had no choice but to let it go. Anyway, planting a 'Dayan Heart Locking Talisman' was just a waste of spiritual materials. There was no loss.
The Demon Lord's blood sacrifice today is just to introduce this girl. In the future, Zhuang Xiaohu will have to raise all the sacrifices himself.
Moreover, the feedback from the Demon Lord this time may be extremely large, and he may not be able to bear it alone. Bringing one more person with her is nothing.
The blood all over the floor was gathering towards the altar. The Blood Shield Altar was consecrated for the first time today, and the amount of blood required was extremely large.
However, when the statues of King Abiping were dyed red, a chaotic air mass immediately appeared in the sky above the Blood Shield Altar.
The pressure coming from the void was several times greater than that of Zhuang Wudao's previous blood sacrifices, and it rolled around the altar.
First it was Zhuang Wudao, and then when he found out the existence of Zhuang Xiao Lake, his mind condensed. Then the devil's divine mind that stretched out in all directions like an octopus retracted all its tentacles in an instant, and then forcefully penetrated into Zhuang Xiao Lake.
The body of the sea of souls swept up and down, causing the latter to suffer so much that his whole body appeared green and black.
But in just a moment, Prince Abiping seemed to have completely lost interest in Zhuang Xiaohu. The demonic thoughts rolled back like a tide and were retracted into the chaotic air mass.
As the black mist surged, several things appeared out of thin air on the Blood Shield Altar.
Zhuang Wudao glanced at him with a look of surprise in his eyes. This time, Prince Abiping's feedback was not only rich, but also beyond his imagination.
There are nine drops of demon blood essence, all of which are second-level demon blood that is ten times better than the previous blood sacrifice. In addition, there are several things placed on the altar. On the left is a black ink-colored knife with a sharp edge.
There was blood everywhere, giving the knife an extremely evil aura. On the right were four blood-red blades of grass with leaves full of particles, and no one knew what they were for.
Zhuang Wudao was looking forward to it, so he just returned the knife. If this fruit had something similar to the Nether Sea Nine Aperture Stone or the Nether Hell Corruption Demonic Ginseng, it would be unimaginable how helpful it would be to him.
Unfortunately, Yun'er was huddled inside the sword's orifice at this time and could not identify what it was.
The chaotic air mass did not last long. When all the blood energy here was sucked out, it began to disappear. The statue of King Abiping in the altar gradually returned to its normal color, and the blood light faded away.
"This Demon Lord seems to be very happy. It's not just because of the last time he left the dust world -
As soon as the last trace of King Abiping's thoughts receded, Yun'er couldn't wait and manifested beside Zhuang Wudao, looking behind him thoughtfully.
"There should also be a sword master, because he spreads believers in this world."
"believer?"
Zhuang Wudao also glanced at Zhuang Xiaohu and thought that this woman's faith was probably the same as his, with limited piety and only giving back to the devil.
"It doesn't care whether you believe it or not, as long as its name can be recited in this world and it can harvest enough blood food."
Yun'er's mind was already sweeping away several monsters on the altar: "Yes, the feedback is indeed rich. There are nine drops of the second-level demon blood essence. It seems that the demon lord has found a base in this world.
, can store the incarnation. Otherwise, these things would not be so easy to be sent here."
"The base?"
Zhuang Wudao thought of the third level of Lihantian Realm, around the Forbidden Lake Palace, which had turned into a dead country. It was the environment where the Demon Lord was happiest.
I can't help but feel complicated. The Demon Lord has settled in. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse for the countries in this world. Or will it be another disaster in the future?
After gathering his mood, Zhuang Wudao took all the items on the altar in his hands. Of the nine drops of demon blood essence, he only collected four, and the others were flicked in front of Zhuang Xiaohu, and then
Then he asked curiously: "What is this knife? What are the four blood grasses?"
"That is the Red Vermilion Blood Yang Grass, a fourth-level spiritual creature that can only be found in the purgatory realm. It is born by sucking the blood of the demons in purgatory. It seems that King Abiping has territory not only in the underworld, but also in the purgatory realm.
There are also territorial states. This thing
Although it comes from the Demonic Realm, it is an extremely yang thing that can help people's soul turn to the yang and increase their spiritual thoughts. It is estimated that the Jifa Taoist only needs three such spiritual herbs to steadily enter the realm of the soul.
Use the method that hurts the source."
Zhuang Wudao felt slightly disappointed, could he only increase his soul thoughts? It didn't seem to be of much help to him, especially now, when he urgently needed to strengthen his combat power.
"As for the other one, it's an incredible thing, called the Blood Demon Knife."
"Blood Demon Knife? This thing is a bit weird -"
Zhuang Wudao looked through the book with doubts in his eyes: "There is a forbidden magic weapon in it, but it doesn't seem to be a spiritual weapon?"
“Indeed not”
Yun'er nodded and explained in detail: "This object is between a spiritual weapon and a talisman. The sword owner only needs to lock the opponent with his mind and hit the object. The Blood Demon Sword does not need to be controlled, it can hurt people on its own. This is the third level.
The power of the Blood Demon Knife is equivalent to that of a monk at the peak of the Golden Core. He can strike with all his strength with a third-level mystical power. It is also a sacrificial weapon that can spontaneously absorb all the energy, blood and essence of the opponent. Half of it is dedicated to the devil, and the other half is used.