Chapter 225: Stone Storm Stele (Extra update, please vote)

Inside Fang Xing's main body's sea of consciousness.

A grayish-white little beast rushed in.

To be able to manifest divine sense to such an extent, it was already not inferior to an ordinary Nascent Soul.

The demonic path is good at sacrificing and communicating with various powerful existences, descending power or projections, often having the miraculous effect of winning against the strong with the weak!

But at this time, this grayish-white little beast rushed into Fang Xing's sea of consciousness, but it was stunned.

A crimson sun fell, like a furnace.

The terrifying high temperature wrapped it, and infinite flames similar to the Sun True Fire, but more evil, swarmed up.

The grayish-white little beast roared in shock, its whole body emitting a large amount of grayish-white light, turning into strange-looking runes, guarding its whole body.

But it was useless!

A large number of runes encountered the scarlet flames and collapsed at a touch.

Immediately, that point of scarlet flame landed on the grayish-white little beast, like lighting a "torch."

Numerous scarlet flames wrapped the grayish-white little beast, causing it to let out roars full of pain.

This beast roar had a very regular rhythm, seeming to be a kind of ancient language.

But Fang Xing had no interest in knowing.

Because of the characteristics of the "Great Sun Tathagata Mantra," when burning this intruder, it would automatically obtain some information:

"Stone Storm Demonic Beast... ancestors from the 'True Demonic World'... specializes in 'Void' and 'Fossil' divine abilities..."

"The main body wanders in the void cracks of this world... discovered by a Nine Infants Sect Nascent Soul thousands of years ago, and after communication, obtained a part of the offering ritual..."

"That's it?"

"Very brief... The Great Sun Tathagata Mantra's interest is also not high, it can only be considered ordinary fuel..."

Countless things happened in the sea of consciousness, but it was only an instant in the outside world.

Shi Daoren saw the grayish-white little beast rush into Fang Xing's sea of consciousness and couldn't help but be excited.

He was using the power of a powerful demonic beast. He believed that even experts like "Zheng Qi Zi," as long as they didn't dodge or have magic treasures to defend their divine sense, would suffer a big loss, and might even fall.

But suddenly, the joy on his face faded rapidly, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at his life-bound magic treasure, the stone bowl, in horror.

A crack appeared on the bowl at some point.

"Contract backlash? No!"

Shi Daoren let out a howl, not only was he injured himself, but he also felt a terrifying malice and anger.

I'm afraid it wasn't just him; in the future, no one in the Nine Infants Sect would be able to communicate with that terrifying demonic beast through the formation ritual.

It was equivalent to him ruining a part of the sect's foundation, and he would inevitably be severely punished after returning.

If... he could return alive!

Bang!

Fang Xing pressed down with one palm, the Covering Heaven Hand covered the sky and earth, actually hitting the magic treasure stone bowl directly.

Various lights flashed on the stone bowl, the original crack expanded continuously, and finally split into two halves.

From the half of the stone bowl, bright red blood actually flowed out.

Shi Daoren spat out a mouthful of essence blood, and the aura on his body withered rapidly.

A cultivator's life-bound magic treasure is closely related to himself; once destroyed, it is a matter of course to be seriously injured.

Not only that!

The stone demonic beasts in the sky gradually regained a few points of clarity in their human faces, but their eyes were blood-red, and they suddenly screamed a few times, ignoring Fang Xing, and returned directly, surrounding Shi Daoren, actually a demonic art backlash!

"What are you doing? Ah..."

The talisman light around Shi Daoren was offset and broken through by a large number of stone demonic beasts regardless of life or death...

Then there were countless human-headed bats flapping their wings, surrounding him completely, constantly gnawing on his flesh and blood.

If it were an ordinary Jin Dan cultivator, he wouldn't last long before dying.

But for Shi Daoren, who practiced both magic and body, death was a luxury.

His powerful physique made him persist longer in this kind of backlash, like constantly enduring the torture of a thousand cuts, and even his divine soul was the same...

When the screams gradually died down, those human-faced bats also turned into stone statues, fell from mid-air, and constantly exploded into fragments.

A sword light picked up, taking back a stone seal and a storage bag from the corpse.

"Let's go!"

Fang Xing murmured, turned into a sword light, took his main body, and moved away in an instant.

Nine Infants Sect mountain gate.

Nine strange mountain peaks rose abruptly, surrounded by a poisonous swamp.

It is said that these nine mountain ranges were not formed naturally, but were moved and filled by the sect-founding ancestor, a late-stage Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun, who used divine abilities to snatch them from other families and sects.

At this time, in a cave dwelling with Rank 4 spiritual energy.

A stone stele depicting a strange beast shape shattered with a boom.

This stele originally stood quietly, and there were eight other steles shrouded in pitch-black demonic energy around it.

"Hmm? Why did the Stone Storm Stele shatter?"

Not long after, an old man in a green robe came to the stone stele, stretched out his old hand like a chicken claw, and stroked the fragments of the stele.

A sound transmission talisman appeared in his hand. Not long after, several streams of light came to the entrance of the cave dwelling; they were all high-level Jin Dan members of the Nine Infants Sect, kneeling on the ground, calling the old ancestor.

"The Stone Storm Stele shattered... who is the true disciple practicing the 'Fossil Demonic Art'?"

The Green-Robed Dan Laozu walked out of the cave entrance and asked casually.

"Reporting to the ancestor, it is the true disciple Shi Qi... Just now, the Life Soul Hall reported that Shi Qi's life tablet also shattered..."

The Nine Infants Sect Master, a late-stage Jin Dan cultivator wearing a beast robe with strange god-demon patterns on it, reported hurriedly.

"Trash!"

The Green-Robed Dan Laozu snorted coldly: "It's fine if he died himself, but he also implicated the sect, losing a projection of a powerful demonic beast..."

Hearing this, the Jin Dan cultivators beside him couldn't help but show schadenfreude in their eyes.

In demonic sects, infighting is even more intense, and it even has to be put on the table.

These Jin Dan elders had long wanted to pull the sect master down.

"Dan Laozu... should we re-sacrifice and invite the Stone Storm Demonic Beast to enjoy blood food? And communicate again? Perhaps we can re-erect a demonic stele..."

The Nine Infants Sect Master suggested, biting the bullet.

In fact, he knew very well that after such a situation, there were very few powerful demonic beasts willing to accept blood food and continue to sign contracts.

It might even be that as soon as they communicate, they will be attacked, and the original anger will be vented on them!

But they had to try to remedy it.

Otherwise, wouldn't his image in the ancestor's mind fall to the bottom?

"Then why don't you go quickly?"

The Green-Robed Dan Laozu snorted coldly: "The Stone Storm Demonic Beast was found with great difficulty by our predecessors. It is a demonic beast with a trace of 'Nine Infants' bloodline in its body. Need I say more about its importance to the sect? Now that we have lost the favor of this beast, the power of our sect's town-sect grand formation will be reduced by ten percent... It's really damn it, that Shi Qi, even if he doesn't die, I will definitely extract his soul and refine his spirit when he comes back this time!"

In the demonic path, they have always been cruel to losers.

Not to mention, this kind of person who not only died himself but also implicated the sect.

"Where is Shi Qi recently?"

The Green-Robed Dan Laozu asked again.

"Shi Qi encountered inner demons before and has been living in seclusion in Mo Yun Immortal City... counting the days, he should be returning to the sect soon. I don't know what kind of changes he encountered."

The Nine Infants Sect Master answered immediately.

"Investigate! Everything must be investigated clearly!"

The Green-Robed Dan Laozu said hoarsely: "Just right, let Huo Moqing go... isn't he known as one of the Six Heroes of the Demonic Path? If he can find out the truth, this old ancestor can allow him to enter the 'Nine Infants Blood Pool' once..."

As soon as these words came out, some of the other Jin Dan cultivators showed joy, while others were shocked: "Dan Laozu..."

"Alright, I have made up my mind."

The Green-Robed Dan Laozu returned to the cave dwelling and turned to close the door.

Several Jin Dan cultivators looked at each other, all helpless, and could only salute and retreat.

Only in secret, eyes kept intertwining.

The divine sense of Nascent Soul cultivators is so powerful that it can almost cover a radius of a hundred miles, and even eavesdrop on their divine sense transmissions with divine sense.

Therefore, they could only communicate with their eyes:

'The old man actually handed over the "Nine Infants Blood Pool." After soaking in this pool, one can increase the probability of condensing a Nascent Soul for those who practice this sect's techniques by ten percent. It's a pity that it can only gather an opportunity every few hundred years... It's a rare Nascent Soul-condensing spirit item. What exactly does the old man want to do?'

'Could it be... the old man is like the rumors, his lifespan is about to end?'

'It is said that in the previous war, the old man encountered a Nascent Soul Zhenjun of the Profound Heaven Sect and suffered quite a loss, his vitality was greatly damaged, which must affect his lifespan...'

Numerous demonic Jin Dan cultivators' hearts turned thousands of times, and several actually went directly to Huo Moqing's cave dwelling.

The Six Heroes of the Demonic Path is a heaven's pride combination specially pushed out by the demonic path against the "Five Sons of the Righteous Path."

Each one is a famous young demonic head with hope of condensing a Nascent Soul.

Especially to suppress the righteous path, they even specially arranged six, one more than the Five Sons of the Righteous Path!

Huo Moqing is one of the Six Heroes of the Demonic Path. He broke through to the late Jin Dan stage by exchanging war merits for resources in the righteous-demonic war, and he himself is an immortal Jin Dan cultivator, regarded as a Nascent Soul seed.

The Jin Dan elders of his line naturally went to curry favor.

Those Jin Dan who were hostile to his line needed to go back quickly to think of countermeasures...

The disturbances of the Nine Infants Sect had nothing to do with Fang Xing.

After he killed the three Jin Dan cultivators, he immediately fled ten thousand miles away, and then found a place to count the spoils.

In the cave.

A wild bear corpse lay to one side, and the cultivation clone was roasting meat.

Fang Xing's main body took out Old Daoist Mu's storage bag first.

After a slight refining, he lifted the divine sense imprint left by the other party and entered the storage bag.

"Actually a ten-square storage bag, the storage space adds up to about ten cubic meters, really not bad..."

His mental alien power swept through the storage space, and he smiled with satisfaction.

Although storage bags are luxury items among Qi Condensation cultivators, in the hands of high-level cultivators like Jin Dan, they are a must-have, and the capacity of each one is not small.

"This early-stage Jin Dan old cultivator is indeed the poorest, worthy of being the first one I killed... Hmm? Mid-grade magic treasure Vermilion Bird Flag? So it was him? The old man didn't stay at home to enjoy his old age, but ran out to fight to the death... Didn't this flip the car?"

Fang Xing shook his head, and saw a few sections of Rank 3 spirit wood, which he was still satisfied with, and put this storage bag aside.

Immediately, he opened the storage bag of the woman surnamed Nie, searched for a while, and first took out the shell containing the "Millennium Stone Milk": "... This item has a fate with me. With this amount, I don't have to run around miserably to exchange for Millennium Stone Milk, I can find a place to directly charge at Jin Dan... This Fellow Daoist Nie is really a very good person."

Besides this, this female cultivator surnamed Nie seemed to be a formation master, and there were quite a few formation flags and formation disks in her storage bag.

Fang Xing also saw a few Rank 3 "Restriction-Breaking Talismans," and even a Rank 4 "Meridian-Breaking Bead," which could be considered an unexpected joy.

"Hmm, there is also a set of quasi-Rank 4 trapping formations... eight out of ten it was prepared for 'Zheng Qi Zi.' Fortunately, I didn't let her set it up calmly, otherwise I'm afraid I would have to add a slap to slap her to death, wasting a wisp of Great Sun Divinity for nothing..."

"Eh? What is this?"

A white jade-like token appeared in his hand.

This token was very strange; the front was a section of cloud seal script, while the back kept flashing phantoms.

In the phantoms, mountain peaks and lakes were vaguely visible, the spiritual energy was pressing, and a corner of jade palaces could also be seen.

"Similar to an ancient object, the aura is extraordinary... go back and check."

Fang Xing put the white jade token away and picked up a stone seal.

"This magic treasure has an ancient shape, somewhat unlike those refined today, it should be an ancient treasure... 'Heart-Guarding'?"

He looked at the ancient seal script at the bottom of the seal and was thoughtful: "A rare divine sense defensive magic treasure. Although I don't need it, I can give it to the cultivation clone to use..."

The main body was already known for its martial arts will, and had the "Great Sun Tathagata Mantra" to suppress the sea of consciousness, so it had nothing to fear.

On the contrary, the cultivation clone was just an ordinary sword cultivator, with slight shortcomings in divine sense, which could be supplemented by magic treasures.

Fang Xing let the cultivation clone refine the "Heart-Guarding Seal," while he himself looked at the golden armor that had fallen.

"It should be a demonic path armor, with a strong demonic style..."

He used the martial arts Jin Dan to transform magic power, entering the armor in wisps, and immediately sensed a difference.

This set of Rank 3 top-grade armor was actually like a living thing, carrying a sense of bloodthirst.

Fang Xing casually picked up an arm guard, and saw a row of barbs suddenly appear on the inside of the arm guard, as if to pierce into the wearer's body and absorb fresh blood.

'Isn't this just the iron-nailed coffin seen in the Evil Deity world? Wearing this set to fight, I must be a lunatic!'

He shook his head, understanding why Shi Daoren was also a physical cultivator, but chose not to wear this top-grade demonic armor.

Because it wasn't meant for people to wear at all!

"However, a complete set of Rank 3 top-grade spirit armor... the value is astonishing, more expensive than several Rank 3 top-grade magic treasures added together... it can be compared to a complete set of Rank 3 top-grade flying sword sword arrays..."

"Leaving it on the shelf like this is a bit of a pity."

"After I promote to the Great Jin Gang Realm, my physical body will be flawless, fearless of magic treasure damage... I should be able to wear it, at least it's an extra layer of protection, even if it's generally..."

"No, I bah... why would I want to wear a dead man's armor? Maybe I should just sell it..."

Fang Xing shook his head, casually gave this set of armor a name "Dead Man's Armor," and threw it into the storage bag to eat dust.

"This Shi Daoren is worthy of being a true disciple of the Nine Infants Sect, there are quite a few good things on him! Of course, Fellow Daoist Nie is not bad either... the remaining one can only go stand in the corner."

He rubbed his hands and finally opened Shi Daoren's storage bag.

The imprint in this storage bag was the most powerful, but it opened with a boom after a moment.

"Hiss... this Shi Daoren, there are really quite a few good things on him."

Fang Xing first swept through a pile of jade slips, but unfortunately, there was no "Fossil Demonic Art" he wanted to see.

Most of them were letters, ordinary techniques...

"This old brat... actually hid a bottle of 'Millennium Stone Milk,' a treacherous merchant!"

He classified them one by one, and a pitch-black jade slip suddenly appeared in his hand, falling into contemplation.

There was no technique in this jade slip, but there were more than a dozen ways of corpse refining.

The blood corpse that Shi Daoren refined before was also among them, named "Heavenly Evil Blood Corpse," which was considered one of the simpler types.

"If I refine a demonic corpse, can that dead man's armor be reused?"

Fang Xing touched his chin, falling into the same line of thinking as Shi Daoren. ===== CHAPTER 226 =====