Chapter 48

At Lin Jing's request, Elder Mo observed that they could indeed easily resist the pressure, so he also had the idea of taking them to the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

That Buddhist cultivator had vast divine powers, and the Buddhist light he left behind had always been an important opportunity for the disciples of the four sects to strengthen their minds.

If Lin Jing and the others could obtain it at the Qi Refining stage, it would have extraordinary benefits for their future Foundation Establishment.

"Follow me. Because our Beast Taming Sect's cultivation method is special, and coupled with the fact that the second-generation Sect Master had a friendly relationship with that Buddhist cultivator, in this Demon-Suppressing Tower, beast-path cultivators can resist the pressure together with their contracted beasts and both obtain Buddhist light strengthening."

"At that time, you use illusions to resist the power of the demons and take care of it, and you can both obtain the opportunity!"

Elder Mo waved his large hand and swept Lin Jing and the others toward the Clear Pool Peak of the Beast Taming Sect. During this time, Lin Jing muttered in his heart that, sure enough, everything depends on connections everywhere. Other sect disciples all experience training alone, but Beast Taming Sect disciples can carry their beasts to do so; this... is very good!

The Demon-Suppressing Tower is called a tower, but its entrance is a clear pool, which is very hidden.

This history has not been recorded, possibly because they are worried that someone might want to release the demons.

"Who goes there?"

Inside the clear pool, not beyond Lin Jing's expectations, the tower guardian was also not a human, but a Demon King.

It emerged from the pool water, and when Elder Mo saw the other party, he had to perform a great salute: "Greetings, Ancestor."

"You."

"Ancestor, I want to send a disciple to the Demon-Suppressing Tower for training."

"Lin Jing, this is one of the sect's guardian ancestors, Senior Wang Batian." The sect ancestor guarding the Buddhist tower turned out to be a huge land turtle.

Lin Jing immediately saluted.

"Qi Refining brat?" This sect ancestor glanced at Lin Jing and the Pine Needle Rat and cast an impatient look at Elder Mo: "You want to turn them into fools?"

"When the time comes, they will be scared into a mental breakdown, pissing their pants, and their souls will fly away by the demon's deterrence; see what you do then!"

"Ancestor... you have been guarding here and don't know, Lin Jing is the new generation of heaven's pride of our Beast Taming Sect, and he was even chosen by the Cave Heaven before. Naturally, he has enough confidence to plan to enter the Demon-Suppressing Tower for training at the Qi Refining stage," Elder Mo explained.

"Forget it, as long as you think there's no problem." This ancestor closed its eyes, not wanting to worry too much. As the pet beast of the second-generation Sect Master, it had already outlived three Sect Masters, and being next to the Buddhist tower, it was already very Buddhist.

Seeing that the sect ancestor agreed, Elder Mo looked at Lin Jing and the others and said, "I forgot to tell you, the Demon-Suppressing Tower is not entered with the real body, and all real things cannot be brought into the tower, nor can cultivators with too high a realm enter. This is to worry about demonic evil entering the tower and destroying the seal inside."

"What you are about to enter is the manifestation of magic power, spirit, soul, and intent, similar to an out-of-body soul experience," Elder Mo said, "Your various magic treasures cannot be used inside, but the spells you have mastered can still be used."

"I think this should be enough, right?"

Hearing that his red leaves and bombs could not be brought in, the Pine Needle Rat was startled, but Lin Jing nodded and said, "It's enough."

As long as "Thousand Changes and Myriad Illusions" could still be used, it could resist the demonic pressure.

"After you are ready, leave a mark on this stele."

This sect ancestor did things according to the rules: "Leaving a mental mark is firstly to be able to pay attention to your progress at any time, and secondly, if the mark flashes, it means your state is not good, and I will immediately wake your consciousness back into your body to avoid getting lost in the Demon-Suppressing Tower."

Outside the entrance of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, there was an ancient stone stele divided into nine layers. Lin Jing heard this and stepped forward to press his palm on it, and the stone stele immediately branded a blurry image of a small squirrel.

"The interior of the Demon-Suppressing Tower is connected to the four sects. If you encounter disciples from other sects inside, do not cause conflict."

The sect ancestor gave another instruction and helped open the entrance to the Demon-Suppressing Tower. The entrance was inside the clear pool, with constant ripples, looking like the reflection of a black Buddhist tower.

"Go! You!"

Before Lin Jing and the others could react, their consciousness blurred, as if drowning while crossing the boundary between life and death. When Lin Jing and the Pine Needle Rat opened their eyes again, they were already in front of a gate, surrounded by black pool water.

On the huge gate, complex runes and patterns were carved. These ancient symbols flickered with a faint blue light in the dim light, mysterious and profound.

"Is this the interior of the Demon-Suppressing Tower?" Lin Jing wanted to take out the mechanism bamboo spear from his storage bag, only to find that the storage bag had indeed turned into an ordinary bag, and the Suspended Gourd could not be communicated with either.

Seeing this, the Pine Needle Rat sighed. It was one thing not to let it use things while practicing in the cave dwelling, but upon arriving at the Demon-Suppressing Tower, it still sealed its storage bag; this life was unbearable.

It poked Lin Jing, asking Lin Jing to transform into that great Buddha from before and then enter, so it would feel more secure.

"Transforming into the Buddha requires too many special effects and wastes too much true qi," Lin Jing said, "It's enough to transform into an ordinary Buddhist cultivator."

After saying that, he slowly outlined a familiar image from his memory with illusion-path true qi.

The Buddhist cultivator wore a luxurious cassock of red and yellow, a bright yellow monk's hat on his head, held a golden monk's staff in one hand, and carried a purple-gold alms bowl in the other, with white eyebrows and white beard, not smiling, his expression steady, and his face gloomy.

"Amitabha, this poor monk is Fahai," Lin Jing said to the Pine Needle Rat, leaving the Pine Needle Rat confused, not understanding why Lin Jing's head was filled with such strange images.

"Let's go." Lin Jing held the monk's staff, alms bowl, and Buddhist beads and pushed open the tower door.

He originally wanted to transform into Tang Seng, but that guy was destined to be captured by demons and could not resist the demonic power at all; even Lin Jing himself had no confidence.

The essence of the illusion path is that you must first convince yourself.

This old guy Fahai is good at exterminating demons, so it's him!

As soon as the gate was pushed open, a demonic wind blew out, and the power comparable to a Foundation Establishment demon was nearly materialized, hitting Lin Jing and the Pine Needle Rat like a storm.

However, for this level of deterrence, let alone Lin Jing who had illusion-path protection, even the Pine Needle Rat, after being tempered for so long, could completely resist it with its will.

The two of them faced the demonic wind and entered step by step. The demonic power leaking from the surrounding walls condensed like ink, quickly forming a terrifying snake head in mid-air, revealing sharp fangs and hissing.

Accompanied by the hissing, countless water flows on the ground turned into poisonous snakes, crawling onto Lin Jing's body. Although the Pine Needle Rat standing on Lin Jing's shoulder had a firm will and knew that everything in front of it was an illusion caused by the power shaking one's spirit, it didn't even have flying leaves in its hands now, and its scalp had already started to go numb.

From the shoulder... it climbed up to the higher bald head.

"Petty tricks." Lin Jing ignored the poisonous snakes crawling on his body and walked straight toward the innermost part. It wasn't that he wasn't afraid of these poisonous snakes, but that he couldn't see these illusions at all. At this moment, he was that conservative high monk with boundless magic power. In the illusion domain constructed by Lin Jing himself, these demonic power deterrents were not enough to affect his spirit, make him produce illusions, let alone cause mental trauma.

Seeing that the Pine Needle Rat was affected, Lin Jing coldly snorted "Monster," and the surrounding sea cracked and mountains collapsed. The demonic power was dispersed by his magic momentum, and the poisonous snakes in front of the Pine Needle Rat finally disappeared.

At the same time, deep at the bottom of the tower, a huge demonic shadow roared: "Damn Buddhist aura, a bald donkey has come! Damn it! Damn it! I really want to eat it! No! No! This person is a member of the Buddhist sect, and his magic power is also very profound. He must have a way to unlock the Buddhist tower's seal. I must find a way to let him help me get out!" The demon, which had been sealed for a long time, was dizzy and was also deceived by Lin Jing's illusion technique.