Refining Demons to Become a Taoist: Refining 108,000 Insects at the Beginning

As a practitioner, your strength will improve every time.

For a period of time just after breaking through, there will always be an illusory feeling of being omnipotent and having everything under control.

It is that sense of illusion that often blinds the soul and does things that go against one's own temperament.

Many monks fell into it without realizing it, causing disaster and death.

Among the secrets of those great sects, there are various secret scriptures or special magic weapons and treasures specifically designed to eliminate this situation.

Many small sects, small households, and ordinary casual cultivators do not know the key points. If their minds are not strong, they will fall into the trap and fall halfway.

Therefore, sects without esoteric traditions will focus more on character, while those with esoteric traditions will focus more on qualifications.

Although Chen Ming did not have secret scriptures, he had a lotus platform of creation to protect his soul. Therefore, as soon as he came out of seclusion, he was able to break through the confusion and quickly break the illusion!

"Wood, metal, and water, the three void energies have been refined by me and I have developed magical powers, and my strength has been further improved, but compared with the concentration state, I'm afraid it's still far behind!"

"Ordinary monks who are as strong as me in the visualization realm have long tried to use various methods to break through the concentration realm!"

"But the more impatient you are, the easier it is to go astray. You can't be in a hurry, you can't be in a hurry!"

Chen Ming put away his impetuous spirit and calmed down.

Suddenly I heard a "boom, boom, boom" sound.

Taking a closer look, it was Qing Ling who was refining the seven flying shuttles according to the weapon refining method taught by Chen Ming.

Her body turned into twisted tree roots, emitting green wood energy of life and death, entangled with seven flying shuttles.

The head is flying in the sky, and it is also breathing out cold air that is constantly tempering.

"That's right, I want to make the "Breaking Sky" magic sword and the seven flying shuttles into a set of mother-child swords. After being made, it will be more powerful. As long as the mother sword is in hand, even if the child sword is destroyed, it can be quickly repaired. return!"

Chen Ming saw Qing Ling's way of refining the magic weapon and secretly praised it.

However, Qing Ling's cultivation method was not good at smelting, so it was very difficult to refine it.

Chen Ming stretched out his hand, and a golden divine flame flew out and landed on the seven flying shuttles.

The seven flying shuttles were scalded by the golden divine flames and turned into seven balls of brilliant liquid, squirming in the air.

"That's it! It's not refined yet!" Chen Ming shouted.

Qing Ling suddenly woke up from the state of refining the weapon, and suddenly felt the pressure drop suddenly.

"Thank you, Masato!"

"Condensation!"

Qing Ling seized the opportunity, took out the Sky-Breaking Magic Sword, chanted a curse in his mouth, and activated his magic power.

The seven balls of colorful liquid in the air turned into seven talisman seals, which slipped and landed on the Sky-Breaking Magic Sword.

The Sky-Breaking Magic Sword suddenly turned red and vibrated continuously, as if it had endured a huge weight.

Qing Ling's head returned to its original position, and her body returned to normal, spraying cold air toward the sky-piercing magic sword.

"Pfft!"

Thick white smoke came out of the Sky-Breaking Magic Sword.

After a long time, the white smoke slowly dissipated, and the Sky-breaking Magic Sword appeared, but it did not change much from its original appearance.

It's just that there are seven more fine runes on the sword. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

"It's done!"

Qing Ling waved her hand, and the sky-breaking magic sword flew into her hand.

After looking carefully, Qing Ling turned her magic power and shouted: "Go!"

I saw the sky-piercing magic sword flying up with a roar, but suddenly stopped and turned into seven identical magic swords, flying in the air.

The flying seven magic swords are all its sub-swords. The main body has actually flown back to Qing Ling's hands quietly, hiding its traces.

"This set of 'Zi Mu Kong Sword' is very powerful, it can kill and trap people!"

Chen Ming swept away his spiritual thoughts and revealed the miraculous power of the "Zi Mu Kong Sword".

"receive!"

Qing Ling pinched the spell in her hand, and the seven swords flying in the air slowly dissipated.

"Thank you, Master, otherwise I don't know how much effort it would take to refine this set of magical swords!"

Qing Ling turned over her hand, put away the magic sword and said.

"No need to say more! Since you are practicing with me, even though you are a boy, you are still considered my disciple! If you go out for a walk later, you will be too shabby and your face will not look good." Chen Ming said.

If Situ Yuelan heard what he said, he would probably curse him.

Qing Ling's current strength is already comparable to that of a monk in the Visualization Realm. With this set of Zimu Sky-Breaking Magic Swords, he is even more difficult to deal with.

Monks who don't have good magical powers or magic weapons will probably retreat when they encounter Qing Ling, not daring to show off their abilities.

That is to say, Chen Ming has developed many magical powers, and his secret methods are very strange.

Moreover, since his practice, he has almost never encountered an opponent in the visualization realm, and his vision is high. Qing Ling's strength is also ordinary in his eyes.

You must know that under the Concentration Realm monk Caiyi Fairy, the strength of the seven Visualization Realm monks is already pretty good.

Before Qing Ling refined the Zimu Magic Sword, she was already able to withstand the enemy. Now that she has obtained the Magic Sword, her strength is even better than before!

However, after Chen Ming said this, Qing Ling listened.

Chen Ming used his magic power to capture the spirit-swallowing jar and held it in his hand.

He was about to refine the golden divine flames and the Taiyin Demonic Water Thunder into the spirit-swallowing jar to increase the power of the spirit-swallowing jar.

The red spirit worm in the jar made a strange movement and jumped out of the spirit-swallowing jar.

The red spirit insect's body exploded with a "bang", revealing the true appearance of hundreds of thousands of insects.

Those hundreds of thousands of insects condensed into a cloud of insects, flashing with spiritual light. Because of the flesh, blood, incense and distracting thoughts absorbed earlier, their spirituality was greatly increased!

An illusory strange flower suddenly emerged from the cloud of hundreds of thousands of insects.

The petals stretched out, generating a suction force, sucking the cloud of insects into the core of the flower, wrapping it up, and beating like a heart.

Chen Ming saw this, and under his divine sense, he felt that it was not a bad thing, but a great fortune for the red spirit insect!

The original secret method of 108,000 insects was the meaning of the tiny life and the cycle of life and death.

Although the 108,000 insects had spirituality, it was difficult for them to break through their own limits.

But after swallowing those incense and distracting thoughts, the 108,000 insects changed. The originally tiny spirituality actually grew with strength, broke through the limit, and gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

If it was a creature other than a human, it would turn into a demon if it gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

But the red spirit insect was originally the carrier of Chen Ming's 108,000 insects' magic power of refining magic. At this time, it gave birth to spiritual wisdom, but returned to the source and had to be bred again.

After such a change, Chen Ming did not know what would be bred again in the strange flower.

But Chen Ming felt that it was a great opportunity for the red spirit insect, and it would also be of great benefit to himself!

Chen Ming guarded the strange flower, nurturing it with his magic power and divine thoughts for another 9981 days.

The strange flower suddenly paused, the flower withered and dissipated, but it produced a round, crystal clear blood-colored bead.

The blood-colored bead spun around in the air, as if it were a living thing.

When Chen Ming first practiced magic, the red spirit insect was bred from the bead, and now it will happen again.

Chen Ming has sensed that there is a living creature bred in the blood-colored bead, and it will soon break out of the bead!

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