Chapter 217: Transformed by the Demonic Path, Red Lotus Dharma Body

Chang'an, shrouded under rolling demonic smoke and black clouds.

The remaining Tang troops in the city, still resisting step by step, were slaughtered in batches by demonic heads. Countless commoners were trampled to the ground like ants in the burning, killing, and looting of the rebellious soldiers. The righteous path experts who fought back desperately had their bones trampled by horse hooves and were abandoned on Zhu Que Street.

In every market, there were sharp cries and screams of abandoned babies and young girls.

The divine capital Chang'an was shrouded in an atmosphere of despair.

That despair, hatred, resentment, sorrow, anger... the desperate emotions emitted from the depths of the souls of tens of millions of Chang'an commoners surged into Brother Qian Chen's sea of consciousness, madly impacting Brother Qian Chen's self.

In an instant, it filled Brother Qian Chen's sea of consciousness, causing his eyes to burst and rolling blood tears to flow down.

Boundless anger burned through the sea of consciousness, blooming into red lotuses in his eyes.

"I have felt all your pain!"

In the Primordial Taiji Palace, Brother Qian Chen's lonely figure muttered to himself: "I will not let this kind of thing happen again."

"Never!"

If it weren't for Master Sima Master Sima Chengzhen's reminder, Brother Qian Chen wouldn't have known that he could use the national destiny of the Great Tang. If it weren't for the mysterious connection between his original body and the Li Tang, it would have been difficult for him to drag the Great Tang's national destiny into the dream together.

This tragic scene was not Brother Qian Chen's one-thought illusion.

It was the phantom he saw when he stood on the River of Time, borrowing the majestic power of the Great Tang's national destiny and looking down.

Real and illusory had long been difficult to distinguish at this time, blurring reality and the future.

This was Brother Qian Chen's dream, and also the Great Tang's dream, a dream back to Chang'an...

In the past, by the Nine Truths Lake, Brother Qian Chen refined the Three-Corpse Myriad Poison Pill with human poison, transforming it into the Three-Corpse God-Demon. The essence of the five poisons transformed into the Furnace God, absorbing the five turbid Yin Qi between heaven and earth, and using the pill-refining technique of primordial Qi to intercept this five-turbid Yin evil as the medicine for picking heaven.

Using the Qi of the hundred ghosts of the punished, he stole the essence of spiritual medicine, transforming it into medicine ghosts and medicine insects, as the medicine for stealing the earth.

Finally, using the five immortals to burn the fire, he absorbed the human body medicine of those entangled with the three corpses and nine insects around him. He refined human poison into the most critical dark hand when dealing with Master Miaokong, using the Three-Corpse God-Demon to transfer the vicious restrictions in his body.

But this was only a demonic pill refined from the greed and evil of the hundred people of the Wei family.

Now Brother Qian Chen used Chang'an as a furnace, the common people as medicine... using his own demonic nature as the monarch, the endless demonic heads surging from the Yu Yu Jiuyou cracks as ministers, and the extreme emotions such as anger, hatred, and resentment that tens of millions of people in the city shouted from the depths of their souls before death as medicine, using the madness and demonic nature of the demonic path and the self-sacrifice and despair of the righteous path as assistants...

Igniting his own boundless anger as karma fire, he refined all of this.

The sky-high blood Qi produced by the slaughter and the Yu Yu Jiuyou demonic Qi continuously surging from the cracks were the fuel...

It had long since surpassed the limits of his pill path, far exceeding the Three-Corpse Myriad Poison Pill.

In the places where Chang'an was burned by the demonic army, dark red lotuses gradually bloomed in the bright red flames—one, two, three, four, slowly filling Chang'an with dark red lotus flowers.

The lotus flowers swayed in the raging fire, each petal like flying flames.

This scene in the dream was like reality, and even for Brother Qian Chen in the dream, it was real. The shouts of countless living beings and various extreme emotions impacted Brother Qian Chen's Dao heart, hammering his Dao heart, which he thought was as firm as iron, into a thousand holes.

Every moment, Brother Qian Chen wanted to follow his inner heart and turn the beast soldiers and demonic army in Changancheng into ashes with the shouts of countless people in his divine soul.

But that thread of clarity reminded him that he must endure.

If there were even a trace of impulse, this scene in the dream would become reality.

When he woke up from the dream, what he would see when he opened his eyes would definitely be this Chang'an in a sea of fire.

At that time, Brother Qian Chen, who had failed to save Chang'an, would likely be unable to withstand the impact of this scene, and his Dao heart would be shattered by the guilt and the infinite extreme emotions in the dream, transforming into the Supreme Heavenly Demon, burning everything with Red Lotus Karma Fire, and falling into the demonic path in horror.

This was the calamity of his pill refining in the dream...

This pill was even better than the Heavenly Emperor Dragon-Driving Pill. With Brother Qian Chen's current pill path cultivation, he could only refine it in a dream.

If it weren't for the Supreme Dao Dust Bead protecting his heart and spirit, immune to ten thousand demons, Brother Qian Chen only needed a firm Dao heart and a divine soul capable of bearing it to get what he wanted and be omnipotent, not bound by cultivation. This kind of demonic pill, which was at least seven-turn or higher, would have countless demonic lords descending to snatch it even in a dream.

As long as the destruction of Chang'an was reproduced in reality, this pill would turn from virtual to real.

The Karma Fire Red Lotus bloomed all over Chang'an. At this time, the Xiao Xie Anshi demonic army and the Yu Yu Jiuyou demonic heads finally realized something was wrong. The demonic army looting everywhere in the East Market didn't take the spreading flames seriously. A demonic army captain even drove the rolling black smoke and demonic Qi, which imprisoned the souls of tens of thousands of Chang'an commoners, and broke into a cabinet workshop.

He wanted to break the bronze cabinets that were flashing with spiritual light and take out the heavenly materials, beautiful jade, and spiritual stones stored inside. But in a trance, he caught a glimpse of a dark red lotus swaying slightly in the firelight in the corner of the wall, and the firelight dancing on the petals stained his protective black smoke and demonic Qi.

Shortly after, the demonic army outside the cabinet workshop saw their captain rushing out screaming.

They saw a red lotus blooming on the souls of tens of thousands of people floating in the rolling black smoke on the captain's body.

In an instant, the red lotus bloomed all over the captain's protective demonic Qi, and threads of karma fire burned from his soul, burning through his physical body's acupuncture points and spraying out from his seven orifices.

Before long, the Karma Fire Red Lotus paved the entire street, and all the demonic army soldiers on it were burned to ashes by the red lotus.

The sky-high resentment, blood Qi, essence blood, and divine soul were all refined into a formless and colorless power containing bizarre demonic nature.

It surged into the sky and gathered toward the Primordial Taiji Palace.

At this moment, Chang'an had turned into a sea of fire, and the divine city gates were all blooming with Karma Fire Red Lotuses as large as palaces and with twelve layers of petals, completely blocking the way out.

The living beings in the city had all turned into medicine in the furnace, burning away all sins and pain. The souls of the Chang'an commoners plundered by the demonic heads gradually faded away the extreme emotions such as pain and despair in the embrace of the red lotus, and the ferocious expressions on the souls' faces gradually became peaceful.

In the lotus flowers, they fell into eternal sleep.

The living beings who were still alive also bathed in karma fire under the blooming red lotus, without any pain...

Merging into heaven and earth!

Using Chang'an as a furnace, the common people as medicine... the endless demonic heads surging from the Yu Yu Jiuyou cracks also struggled in the Karma Fire Red Lotus. Their essence intertwined with the karma fire, transforming into karma fire demonic heads. The extreme emotions such as anger, hatred, and resentment that the common people in the city shouted from the depths of their souls before death gathered on the main medicine in the Primordial Taiji Palace—Brother Qian Chen.

In his divine soul, it settled as the nourishment for supreme demonic nature.

And the demonic army burned by the Karma Fire Red Lotus, like Tian Tian Qianzhen, could only kill each other in the final madness, and all existence was swallowed, nourishing the demonic nature in Brother Qian Chen's heart.

In the Liyuan Palace, Master Sima Master Sima Chengzhen and the others saw that illusory flames had ignited on Brother Qian Chen's body. Dark red flames bloomed like lotus flowers, layer upon layer, and soon nine layers of red lotus bloomed outside Brother Qian Chen's body.

But the low couch Brother Qian Chen was leaning on and the brocade cushion under him were unharmed under the burning of the red lotus petals, which were dancing and leaping like flames.

This scene was like an illusion.

But Master Sima Master Sima Chengzhen looked at the dark red flames, and the warning in his heart was frantically alerting him, his spiritual sense reminding him of what a terrifying thing it was.

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Near Chang'an, countless hermits in the Zhongnan Mountains, Daoist temples, and villas of Chang'an nobles...

At this moment, a corner of the Zhongnan Mountains facing Chang'an suddenly collapsed. The mountain collapsed like rain, the earth Qi surged, and blood-colored mist rose from the collapsed mountain, causing nearby Daoists to flee in panic, covering their heads. A middle-aged Daoist shouted in terror with a changed voice: "The Zhongnan Mountains have collapsed, an ominous sign!"

"Chang'an, Chang'an is going to have a big event!"

Fear distorted the face of this middle-aged Daoist...

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The eight rivers surrounding Chang'an became turbid at the same time. The usually clear Ba River and Wu Yue Jue River both became turbid and yellow. Pedestrians returning late on the Ba Bridge were rushing to enter the city before the gates closed, but someone exclaimed: "Why has the Ba River become turbid?"

The city gate official Yu Hou came over at the sound, looking out impatiently. Today is the Thousand-Autumn Festival, and the city is full of celebrations, but he had to do his duty and could not leave.

He just took one look, and his expression changed drastically. It wasn't just the Ba River that was turbid; even the Ba Bridge willows by the river were moving without wind, their branches reaching toward Changancheng.

The last trace of the setting sun was as bright red as blood, unwilling to dissipate for a long time.

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On the Jing and Wei rivers, the late-returning fishermen were dumbfounded, watching the two rivers that were usually distinct suddenly merge together, the entire river turning into blood!

He didn't believe it and scooped up some river water in his hand, only to find that after leaving the river, the water returned to its original color, with a little turbidity.

The fisherman looked up at the sky, not knowing whether it was the evening glow reflecting the river water or a shocking omen?

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In the Xuanyuan Emperor Temple, the Yin-Yin Yang Shan in the hands of the Supreme Dao Master suddenly fell, knocking down the divination cups used for divination. Both half-moon-shaped divination cups turned to the Yin side, which, combined with the one Yin and one Yang of the Yin-Yin Yang Shan, formed a He Jian hexagram.

According to the current timing, it is the fourth hexagram of the He Jian hexagram—Six Four, "Going is difficult, coming is connected."

He Jian means lame, implying difficulty and danger, and the fourth hexagram, "Six Four, going is difficult, coming is connected," means that if you are going to face danger, you should unite other forces.

The next hexagram is Nine Five!

Nine Five, "Great difficulty, friends come!"

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In the Primordial Taiji Palace before the Thousand-Autumn Banquet, cinnabar seeped out from the vermilion palace walls, turning into spots of blood, seeping down the walls like blood stains. This made the little eunuchs in the palace panic. The Xiao Xie Xuan Emperor, who was preparing to return to the Xingqinggong with the ministers through the palace passage from the Furong Garden, suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

But the beautiful woman who walked toward him with a fragrant breeze, Yang Imperial Consort, leaned on him with a smiling face.

The Xiao Xie Xuan Emperor threw this omen to the back of his mind!

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The national destiny of the Great Tang followed Brother Qian Chen into a dream, dreaming of the Chang'an of the Xiao Xie Anshi Rebellion.

The national destiny warned, and the heavenly secrets changed.

In the Imperial Observatory, the doctors responsible for observing the stars and divining with ancient ritual vessels were in a mess.

Someone said in shock: "Heavenly secrets warn, go notify the Emperor quickly!"

"The Emperor is holding a banquet in the Xingqinggong, and today is the Thousand-Autumn Festival. Who dares to ruin the Emperor's birthday banquet?"

In the Liyuan Palace, the Great Tang's aura and the soul of Changancheng had gradually awakened in Brother Qian Chen. That Chang'an in the dream had actually manifested in the palace, and all kinds of shocking tragic scenes unfolded slowly, the aura true dragon let out miserable dragon roars, spreading inside and outside the Liyuan.

Everyone, including Li Guinian, saw the manifestation of the Great Tang's aura, and the true dragon shed blood tears from its eyes.

The tears fell into Brother Qian Chen's heart.

That Red Lotus Karma Fire fell, embracing the tears.

At this moment, the dream of the Great Tang's aura and the dream of Brother Qian Chen's divine soul, the pill refined in the dream, finally succeeded. That illusory pill in the dream, at the moment of success, crossed the dream and reality.

The aura true dragon shed tears, and the Heavenly Demon's anger transformed into red lotuses.

Entering the dream with the Great Tang's aura, sensing the future, using the hell of the Changancheng broken by the Yu Yu Jiuyou cracks as a furnace, and the struggling common people in it as medicine...

Using Brother Qian Chen's demonic nature, which was like the Supreme, as the monarch, and the endless demonic heads surging from the Yu Yu Jiuyou cracks in the dream as ministers. Using the human poison such as anger, hatred, and resentment in the hearts of tens of millions of people in Changancheng as medicine, and using the madness and demonic nature of the demonic path and the self-sacrifice and despair of the righteous path as assistants...

This pill was a demonic evolution of the Heavenly Emperor Dragon-Driving Pill.

It is—Heavenly Demon Red Lotus Pill!

Brother Qian Chen opened his eyes and held the Karma Fire Red Lotus in his palm. The raging karma fire was despair, and also hope. The infinite anger, despair, hatred, and other demonic nature in the dream nurtured great destruction, which was the anger of the tens of millions of living beings in Changancheng at the moment of death.

It possessed infinite destructive power.

But because of the reversal of time and space, Brother Qian Chen's firm belief that he could save Chang'an, in that infinite despair, nurtured new hope, nurturing new life in destruction.

Under the infinite destructive power of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, there was also a thread of tenacious hope.

This allowed Brother Qian Chen to struggle out of the demonic nature.

If Brother Qian Chen used the Karma Fire Red Lotus to save Chang'an and fulfill the prayer of the tens of millions of living beings in the destroyed Changancheng, this Karma Fire Red Lotus would transform into a righteous path magic treasure. If... that thread of hope was shattered, it would also become Brother Qian Chen's new demonic path foundation.

When the Heavenly Demon Red Lotus and the Heavenly Demon Relic merged into one, that would be the time when the Heavenly Demon Nezha truly came into the world.

It didn't even need Brother Qian Chen's shell; the demonic nature in his heart would come into the world on its own, manifesting a demonic body. With the lotus flower as the body and demonic nature as the spirit, it would be immortal and indestructible as soon as it came into the world, truly having the posture of a demonic path sect leader.

At that time, the Karma Fire Red Lotus would truly bloom in the raging fire of the Yu Yu Jiuyou cracks opening and Chang'an being destroyed...

Nurturing a three-headed, eight-armed Heavenly Demon Crown Prince with a lotus flower dharma body!

Brother Qian Chen woke up holding the Karma Fire Red Lotus, and the red lotus bloomed in his palm. Zhong Kui looked at this scene, so scared he couldn't speak. After a long time, he stammered: "Divine path spiritual treasure? A spiritual treasure born from the prayers of the human heart?"

Brother Qian Chen glanced at him: "This hasn't been nurtured yet!"

"If you want this treasure to mature, either Chang'an is destroyed, that scene in my dream appears, the Heavenly Demon Red Lotus Pill is truly refined, and I don't know how many demonic lords will rush out from the Yu Yu Jiuyou cracks to snatch it. Of course, at that time, I'm afraid I'll already be a demonic path lotus dharma body. It's the demonic lords who will be unlucky, not me!"

"Of course, I will also be replaced by the demonic body. It's equivalent to death..."

"Or, I can only save the Chang'an calamity of the future... transform the Karma Fire Red Lotus from demonic to righteous. Of course, that is the Chang'an calamity of our world."

Brother Qian Chen revealed a strange expression. By the time the Wei and Jin Dynasties developed into the Li Tang, he didn't know what realm he would have cultivated to? Would he still lack this one magic treasure?

"Forget it! Saving Chang'an and reversing the demonic calamity is my original intention. Getting a magic treasure is just a bonus."

He stared at the bright red blooming lotus in his hand and whispered in his heart: "As you wish... that scene will never happen again!"

As the Karma Fire Red Lotus swayed, Liu Liu Luogu beside him trembled, his heart filled with indescribable fear.

That suffocating demonic aura, that feeling of being burned by demonic fire for a thousand years without even touching it, made him almost collapse... ===== CHAPTER 218 =====