Supreme Immortal Demon

"There are great medicines in the human body that can lead to the great path. Nine deaths are needed for a life. Nine transformations are the supreme method."

The outline of "Escape from Narrow Deaths" flashed in his mind, and Luo Chuan gradually became enlightened.

"Great medicine cures serious diseases. I experienced nine deaths, turned from death to vitality, stimulated the human body's potential, achieved it in one go, and set foot in the foundation-building realm. The merits of the great medicine in this round have been completed, and there are still eight rounds left, and the great medicine will definitely appear again. ”

Luo Chuan regained his composure, feeling a touch of joy in his heart, and his understanding of "Nine Deaths and a Life of Success" has reached a new level.

He didn't know when the next second transfer would arrive and what would happen then. The less he knew, the more Luo Chuan looked forward to it.

Above the dantian, the newly born true energy broke away from the whirlpool of water and fire and began to swim along the meridians.

The birth of this trace of true energy means that Luo Chuan has officially completed the first of the four stages of Foundation Establishment. After it is completely stable, he can start to attack the second stage of Foundation Establishment. Generally speaking, the first level of foundation building corresponds to the skill of the small ethereal realm in the martial arts world, and the second level of foundation building corresponds to the skill of the great ethereal realm.

If you want to practice from the first level of Foundation Establishment to the second level of Foundation Establishment, your true energy must open up the two meridians, seven wheels, and twelve meridians to form a new Great Zhoutian. This Zhoutian is called the "True Life Zhoutian." After opening up the "True Life Zhoutian", it will then converge into a circulation of Qi veins, which will start again and again until it grows to the point where "Qi veins are like a rainbow". Only then can it be considered stable at the second level of foundation building and achieve a minor success in foundation building.

Next, the zhenqi condensed liquid hits the third level of foundation building on the next level. The third level of foundation building is equivalent to the skill of a half-step Sanren.

The true energy was moving slowly, and Luo Chuan didn't know how long it would take before he could develop his "true destiny". He is not in a hurry. At the age of fifteen, the first level of foundation building has steadily surpassed the skill of Xiao Kongling Realm, and has directly caught up with the cultivation speed of the legendary Zhou Buchen of the Tang Dynasty. As for the third son Luo Jiang, it is no longer a problem.

At this time, an idea flashed in Luo Chuan's mind, and a mantra floated out from Lord Jiulong's memory.

This mantra, which contains hundreds of words, is an unknown method collected by Lord Jiulong.

Although Luo Jiang has cultivated his true energy, compared to the true great road, it is still just an insignificant step in a long journey of thousands of miles. Most of the combat skills and techniques in Lord Jiulong's memory are of the upper third level, and the lowest level is also the fourth level. They require a higher level of cultivation to master, which is far beyond what Luo Chuan can practice at this time.

This unknown method was acquired by Lord Jiulong in his early years, and its rank is unpredictable. It was with this method that Lord Jiulong rose to prominence in the Taoist sect, and eventually became the number one among the younger generation in the sect. It was this method of unknown origin that made Lord Jiulong embark on a path of no return. He was crazy about love and heartbroken. Once he left the sect, he killed his master and ancestors, and embarked on the road of demon realization.

This nameless method begins with only four words: I, the devil, compassion, and compassion.

"My demon Mercy?"

Luo Chuan read out these four words, thought for a moment, and continued to look back.

"I, the devil, are merciful and show kindness and grace. I, the devil, are virtuous and subjugate all sentient beings. I, the devil, are wise and have grace for all living things..."

The formulas change from simple to complex, from shallow to deep, becoming increasingly difficult to understand.

Two faces reflected in Luo Chuan's heart, one was Pang Guan and the other was Liu Shaoyang.

Pang Guan was a gangster, ruthless and notorious.

Liu Shaoyang is an evil man, a good boy and a good girl, but he is a pervert and evil person.

Luo Chuan was merciless when he killed the two of them. This was not because he was cold-hearted or ruthless. Firstly, it was because Luo Chuan had suffered so much humiliation before. Secondly, it was also because Luo Chuan had no choice under the circumstances. Once he let them go, he would risk his own life. Pushed to a dead end.

"Even if it happens again, I will definitely kill two pigeons!"

Luo Chuan was not disturbed by the nameless mental method, and his mind was as strong as iron, without any regret or guilt.

"No more? Just the mental method?"

After reading one volume, Luo Chuan was shocked. This unknown method did not have any description of the techniques and moves, only a puzzling mental method.

But Lord Jiulong actually realized the Twelve-Style Wonderful Heavenly Sword just by relying on this mental method.

Luo Chuan no longer had a good impression of Lord Jiulong, and he couldn't help but be amazed and shocked when he saw this memory.

Jiulongjun was only seventeen years old at that time. He was originally a disciple of the Immortal Family in the northern borderlands of Tianchen Continent. It is not accurate to say that he was a disciple of the Immortal Family. To be precise, he was just a crane-raising slave from the outer sect. By chance, he rescued a spiritual ape and taught him this nameless mental method. After ten days and ten nights of enlightenment, he created the first form of the Wonderful Heavenly Sword.

"How many people in the world can realize their own Dharma just by relying on a piece of mental art?"

Luo Chuan secretly sighed. As he got to know Jiulong Jun, Luo Chuan became more and more aware of Jiulong Jun's amazing talent and beauty.

Lord Jiulong came from a humble background. He was the son of a horseman from a noble family in the northern wasteland of Tianchen tribe.

Before he was thirteen years old, he had no big ambitions. His biggest wish was to one day raise the richest horse in the country for his eldest daughter.

When she was thirteen years old, the eldest lady was attracted by the Immortal family and entered the Immortal Sect to practice Taoism.

Jiulongjun didn't sleep well for three days and three nights. On the fourth night, he came to the groom's father's bed and kowtowed nine times.

With only enough dry food for ten days, Lord Jiulong set out on the road to Xianmen.

When he arrived at the Immortal Sect, he was seventeen years old, with only half of his right arm left, and his left ear was deafened by someone else. He was covered in hair and face, and was so skinny that not even the eldest lady could recognize him. Immortality is ruthless, even if the old master is here, you still have to pass the test if you want to enter the Immortal Sect.

In the three entrance examinations, Jiulong Jun ranked last.

No one was moved by the fact that he traveled thousands of mountains and rivers, but all the disciples of the sect who knew about his deeds, without exception, laughed at him and mocked him, saying that he was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat.

Lord Jiulong stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the swirling clouds and half-cut green pillars thousands of feet above, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Finally, he waited for the eldest lady.

The eldest lady who used to like to ride a green horse and joke with him and talk to him about her concerns has now become a fairy, standing on a crane under her feet, looking at him expressionlessly. There was a man standing on Tianhe's back. He put his arms around the eldest lady's waist with a smile, gently squeezed her jade buttocks, and looked down at Lord Jiulong with an extremely teasing look.

After that day, Lord Jiulong joined the Immortal Sect and became a slave raising cranes in the outer sect.

No one thought that such a little crane-raising slave with a missing arm and a blind eye would establish the Nine Dragons Immortal Court in the next thousand years, set off a bloody storm of 80,000 miles, fight all over the Tianchen continent with few opponents, and make the heaven and earth, immortals Gods, Buddhas and demons trembled in his peerless splendor.

And it was this nameless mental method that set him on the road to demon realization.

"My devil's mercy..."

Luo Chuan muttered four words, imitating Jiulong Lord's thoughts back then, and started to understand.

Time passed bit by bit, but all kinds of weird thoughts lingered in Luo Chuan's mind. Demonic shadows flashed and roared wantonly, but he could never calm down.

Luo Chuan forced himself to calm down, but the more he forced himself, the more confused his heart became.

Just when Luo Chuan was feeling confused and increasingly irritable, a trace of vigilance came into his mind, instantly waking him up from his state of meditative practice!

He opened his eyes suddenly, and two rays of lightning flashed out of Luo Chuan's eyes.

The sky was quiet and the moon was bright in the sky. Luo Chuan's meditation lasted from early morning to night, which lasted for most of the day.

Later Luo Chuan discovered that besides him, there was another person in the secret room!

The man was wearing a loose dark green robe, a veil covering his face, and a wide bamboo hat on his head. He looked dusty. Seeing Luo Chuan's eyes flashing with lightning, the man's body trembled. Although he didn't speak, his surprise was beyond words.

"Who are you?"

Luo Chuan was also surprised and asked sharply.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a purging sound of true energy sounded from the bottom of his belly, buzzing and roaring like a yellow bell, as if it was shaking from every bone!

"Infuriated?"

The man became more and more surprised, and his beautiful red phoenix eyes under the bamboo hat showed deep surprise.

He must be from Luo Jiang!

Luo Chuan suddenly realized, besides Luo Jiang, who else would care about him? With Luo Jiang's intelligence, he might have guessed that two guests died in a row.

Since Luo Jiang's people can appear here quietly, it means that... Lu Ping, who is guarding the secret room, is already in danger.

Luo Chuan felt a pain in his heart.

This was the first time since Luo Chuan was six years old that he felt warmth from someone else.

"Did Luo San send you here? Humph, you're here to die again!"

Luo Chuan slipped out and faced the man in Tsing Yi and bamboo hat with a cold face.

This was not his first time fighting for human life. Luo Chuan naturally knew the principle of pre-emptive strike. In the secret room less than ten steps away, Luo Chuan had already used all his strength.

"My devil is good at teaching, just like the water that swamps all things..."

A mantra flashed through his mind. Luo Chuan did not use the Seven Escape Techniques, but his body movements were as continuous as water, and he pounced on the man in the blue robe and hat like a pervasive one.

"What! Did you kill Pang Guan?"

The voice of the man in green hat was slightly hoarse. Although she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Luo Chuan's mysterious and unpredictable movements.

Luo Chuan didn't recognize the other party's voice until there were only three steps between the two of them. Luo Chuan suddenly shouted: "It's just a lackey, kill it like an ant."

Luo Chuan deliberately drank it with his true energy, which invisibly revealed a bit of the Jiulong Lord's scornful aura in the past. Although it was less than one ten thousandth, it made the woman stunned on the spot.

In just one step, Luo Chuan appeared in front of the woman, his fist falling like a star, striking the woman's head from top to bottom. The new vital energy suddenly accelerated in Luo Chuan's body, causing the unprecedented majestic energy and blood to roll excitedly. A "buzzing" sound burst out from between the bones. Both the sound and power were stronger than when Pang Guan and Liu Shaoyang were killed. A bit taller!

Luo Chuan used all his strength in this split punch.

Whether it was to avenge Lu Ping or for his own reasons, Luo Chuan had to keep this person here forever.

He first surprised the opponent, then used his momentum to intimidate the opponent's mind and undermine the opponent's confidence. Finally, he struck with thunder, but he was gradually integrating Jiulong Lord's previous killing experience. Although it is far less than one ten millionth of Jiulong Jun, it is already a great progress for Luo Chuan.

That mantra flashed through my mind again, as if it was persuading people to do good, and it also seemed to be mocking the hypocrisy of the world.

"Mercy..." Luo Chuan's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. He vaguely understood something in his heart, but it was still unclear, as if there was a thin layer of paper between him.

The Pikua Fist slammed down, and Luo Chuan felt that the true energy in his body seemed to be summoned by some kind of summons. It was running faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, less than half of the Ren meridians of the two meridians and seven rounds had been opened.

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