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

"If I give it up, what kind of god am I? I'm just a demon who cultivates the way of gods."

Qingyuan is a totem spirit after all. He has become a god and is deeply involved with the people of the tribe. He can't be easily separated.

"Ridiculous!"

"The gods don't seek transcendence and take all living beings as lambs. They deserve to die!"

"The gods cultivated by the totem spirit are really useless!"

The three monks who besieged Qingyuan laughed.

They are called "Three Heroes of Black Wind". They are the first-class unscrupulous evil demons. They do things without scruples and bottom line. Their Taoism has long collapsed.

If such people can't have a great enlightenment and clear Taoism, they will never achieve the Tao.

The final outcome is nothing more than death, but before they die, they can become a disaster for other monks.

This time, the spiritual energy in the mountain is turbulent, and they also sense that Cangmang Mountain has no shelter.

If they don't think of a way, they will be dead if they are found by their previous enemies.

Therefore, they found a backer for themselves, the White Bone Master of the White Bone Dao.

The White Bone Master was a great cultivator, and the White Bone Dao was not far from the Cangmang Mountain.

Although they were not as free and easy as before under the protection of the White Bone Dao and had to be ordered around by the White Bone Master, it was better than losing their lives.

The three Black Wind Heroes wanted to be protected by the White Bone Master, but they had to pay a pledge of loyalty and use their mortal bodies, flesh, blood and souls to refine a magic treasure for the White Bone Master.

The magic treasure was called the "Grudge Soul Flag", which was against the harmony of heaven. The White Bone Master did not want to get involved personally, so the Black Wind Three Heroes happened to come to him, so he borrowed their hands to accomplish it.

The Black Wind Three Heroes relied on their strength and slaughtered people all the way in the Cangmang Mountain.

But when they arrived at the Minping tribe, they were blocked by the auspicious spirit Qingyuan!

The Black Wind Three Heroes practiced the same magic formula, but they cultivated three different magical powers.

They each blew out a black wind, one that could make the body fester, one that could make the soul feel cold, and one that could make the magic power stagnate.

The three black winds merged into one, mixed with the wild laughter of the three black wind heroes, and blew towards Qingyuan.

Qingyuan's magic power was already a little weak at this time, and he was distracted by running the formation to protect the mortals in the tribe.

The black wind blew, and the god's body began to show signs of festering.

Qingyuan's soul felt like falling into an ice cave, and the operation of magic power became more obscure.

But even so, Qingyuan still gritted his teeth and maintained the formation to prevent the black wind from blowing into the tribe.

"Water is soft, and the gods are kind!"

"Water is hard, and the gods subdue demons!"

The mortals in the tribe, regardless of gender, age or age, could see clearly at this time that their gods were using all their strength to protect them!

They looked at Qingyuan's appearance, but they couldn't come forward to offer even a trace of strength. They could only clench their fists, with red eyes, and recite the words of prayer!

Their voices reached Qingyuan's ears. Although they were barely audible, they also made Qingyuan feel a little clear-headed.

But immediately afterwards, the three heroes of Black Wind blew another black wind.

Qingyuan was ultimately no match for the three heroes of Black Wind. The waves under his feet turned into sewage, and the white fish and red carp were also eroded and turned into a pool of mud.

The sewage quickly spread over Qingyuan's divine body.

Qingyuan sighed again, and his eyes flashed with the scenes of the mortals in the tribe, generation after generation, from birth to death, from children to adults, and then to old age, and the pious sacrifices one after another.

It was not easy for him to cultivate from a totem spirit to what he is today.

At this moment, Qingyuan could no longer hide his emotions, even if he was cultivating the ruthless waterway.

A gentle smile appeared at the corner of Qingyuan's mouth: "I am a god, a god born with the thoughts of all living beings, and today I will die for those who believe in me."

After that, tears of blood flowed from Qingyuan's eyes, and water lines crawled on his handsome face, full of a sense of brokenness.

But he still had a smile on his face. He was worthy of the name of a god and protected those who dedicated their faith to him!

"I only hope that after I die, there will still be people who can remember me..."

Qingyuan's body was submerged in sewage.

But suddenly, in the sewage, a series of shimmering water lights rushed up to the sky and fell on the formation of the Minping tribe.

The shimmering water light was the divine root of the auspicious spirit god. Qingyuan actually used his own divine root at the last moment to reinforce the formation and continue to protect the mortals who believed in him!

Although the black wind blown by the three heroes of the Black Wind caused a series of water lights in the formation of the Minping tribe, it was never broken!

"I didn't expect the auspicious spirit god to do such a stupid thing, destroying his own path for some mortals!"

The three heroes of the Black Wind laughed loudly, unscrupulously mocking the fallen Qingyuan.

The mortals of the Minping tribe were angry, but they were powerless and could do nothing.

Qin Yuyan was in the crowd, clenching his fists.

He witnessed the fall of the gods who protected mortals: "If only I could practice!"

There were many people in the tribe who thought the same as him. How could the three heroes of Black Wind not sense the evil of mortals towards them?

"Qingyuan is dead, and these mortals are his fire. Kill them all together to prevent Qingyuan from being resurrected from human thoughts in the future!"

"It also prevents some of them from getting the opportunity and seeking revenge in the future!"

The three heroes of Black Wind were not fools. They refined the formation of the Minping tribe.

Without Qingyuan's support, it was only a matter of time before the formation was broken. The mortals in the tribe were already in their pockets!

The formation above the Minping tribe was humming as the three heroes of Black Wind refined it.

It looked like a disaster was about to happen. If the formation was broken, no one in the tribe would be able to escape.

Qin Yuyan suddenly remembered the real person who gave him the herbs, and what Chen Ming had said to him.

Determination in the heart, there is a destiny!

Qin Yuyan calmed down his mind and restrained his emotions, thinking about the image of Chen Ming that day.

A little water light suddenly rose from his body, which was a mark left on him by Qingyuan to take care of Qin Yuyan.

Qin Yuyan closed his eyes, his mind was firm, and he called Chen Ming to come.

Chen Ming was in the mountain at this moment, and it was also Qin Yuyan and Chen Ming who were involved.

Moreover, Qin Yuyan's determination was beyond that of ordinary people. Thinking of Chen Ming, he was using Qingyuan's little water light to affect the illusory cause and effect in the dark.

Chen Ming's heart skipped a beat, counted with his fingers, turned in the mountain, and headed straight for the Minping tribe.

"Boom!"

The formation above the Minping tribe was broken by the bombardment of the three heroes of the Black Wind.

They raised a bare flagpole made of unknown material in their hands, and the illusory flag surface rose in the wind.

Wisps of black air floated out from the flag surface.

In an instant, some people in the tribe were entangled by the black air, and their flesh and souls turned into nothing.

"Hahaha!"

"This tribe has a lot of people. After this wave, it's almost done!" The three heroes of Black Wind laughed crazily.

"Did you kill Qingyuan?"

"Did you kill all these mortals?"

Suddenly, a gloomy and cold voice sounded in the ears of the three heroes of Black Wind.

Although the tribe was very noisy and the crying and shouting were deafening, this voice was clearly transmitted to their ears.

The three heroes of Black Wind were startled, but saw a Taoist with a blood-colored bead floating in his hand, standing next to a young man from the Minping tribe.

The three heroes of Black Wind laughed arrogantly: "Who are you, and dare to meddle in other people's business!"

The blood bead in Chen Ming's hand suddenly flew up: "Since you did it, then die!"