The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng did not hesitate for even a second when Mo Wenyuan asked him to do something.

Although no mortal has ever really practiced the "Vajra Sutra of Wrath", and the senior who wrote this book may not have ascended to heaven because of this book, as long as there is a way, he is willing to try it.

Because after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, he could clearly feel that although the transformation of spiritual energy was accelerated, his promotion became more and more difficult.

Mo Wenyuan said that he had also read some of the contents of this "Vajra Sutra of Wrath", which mainly focused on body training. Many of the methods in it can be said to be against the laws of nature and even more against human ethics.

However, if Qin Feng was prepared, he did not hide it: "This book is now in the Ten Thousand Bone Stream. If you are interested, I can accompany you to go there after this."

"Ten Thousand Bone Stream?" Qin Feng had never heard of this place.

"It's not a good place, but it can be regarded as a secret of the immortal sect." Mo Wenyuan took a sip of tea.

The so-called Ten Thousand Bone Stream, as the name suggests, is indeed not a good place, because it is buried with the bones of countless disciples of the immortal sect.

At the beginning, that place was simply a mass grave.

Some disciples who committed capital crimes in the Xianmen were thrown directly into a place in the Xianmen where spiritual power was scarce and monsters often appeared.

Although this place was within the Xianmen, it was not a suitable place for cultivation.

For some reason, monsters often ran around.

However, the cultivation level of these monsters that ran out was not high, and they did not encroach on the sacred land of the Xianmen. There was no need to send people to clear them out, so no one cared for a while.

Because this place is at the junction of various Xianmen, the terrain is remote and hidden, and generally no one will go there. It is a good place to throw corpses.

There are monsters. Within a day, the corpses thrown in will be eaten up by the wandering monsters, making it impossible to distinguish the owner of the corpse.

So no one cleared the monsters in this place, and more and more corpses were thrown in.

Over time, the name of Wangujian came out.

As for how many corpses there are in the Ten Thousand Bone Stream, no one knows, and no one even knows how long this place has existed.

We only know that now, the Ten Thousand Bone Stream has become a nightmare for everyone in the Immortal Gate.

The place, which was originally lacking in spiritual energy, has become full of ghosts today.

Because of the accumulation of corpses and the wandering of resentful souls, the place is now full of demons and poisonous grasses.

For ordinary Jindan-stage cultivators, it is a matter of life and death.

So when the small demon realm is not opened, that place has become a nightmare for some disciples.

Any disciple who has committed a serious crime does not even need to be thrown into the Ten Thousand Bone Stream by anyone.

As long as he can come out alive after three months, the biggest sin can be settled.

But so far, no disciple has come out alive.

And to this day, it is unknown how many corpses with their identities and names erased are thrown into it every year.

Of course, in addition to dealing with corpses, this place can also be used to deal with some things that are discarded in the Immortal Gate.

For example, damaged magic tools, failed elixirs... In short, anything that is useless to the immortal gate can be thrown into this place for disposal.

"This "Angry Diamond Sutra" sounds precious, but in fact, no one in the immortal gate takes it seriously. After all, all the disciples who can enter the immortal gate have spiritual bones, and they don't need this body refining method at all."

"The reason why it was not destroyed is that this book was written by the saint who ascended to god, and there is a seal on it. It takes a lot of effort to destroy it."

"It's just a useless mental method, so naturally no one will destroy it specifically."

"Later, I don't know who came up with the idea to throw this book into the Ten Thousand Bones Stream, and said that if a mortal bone can enter the Ten Thousand Bones Stream and get this book, and is willing to take the path of body refining, then all major sects will help him practice."

Mo Wenyuan said that the person who came up with this idea at the time was not really kind, but was just having fun with the mortal bone.

He was not encouraging ordinary people to practice, on the contrary, he was making those ordinary people who wanted to practice the body-refining path give up.

At the beginning, as soon as the news spread, many ordinary people entered the Ten Thousand Bone Gorge, and none of them came out.

Moreover, the body-refining path itself was a path that disregarded human ethics. Not many ordinary people chose to take this path. In addition, the Ten Thousand Bone Gorge was dangerous, so this path was quickly forgotten.

As for the promise made by the Immortal Sect at the beginning, naturally no one could fulfill it.

Everyone regarded this promise as a joke, a joke that no one could do.

"I don't care about the help of the Immortal Sect." Qin Feng said indifferently.

He really didn't care, everything had to wait until he got the Heart Method firstWe'll talk later.

But after getting it, he must not lose anything that belongs to him.

The trip to Wangujian is a later story. The most important thing now is the Immortal Gate Conference.

After the master and the disciple chatted for a few words, Mo Wenyuan waved and let him leave.

As soon as he returned to his small bamboo house, he saw a group of people walking up the mountain and trampling on the spiritual plants he planted.

Zhong Jiamu and Xuan Yue blocked the way in front, but were caught by several other people. It seems that their cultivation is higher than theirs.

"Oh," Du Liangping stood up, patted the dust off his hands, and looked at the small bamboo building in front of him with his hands behind his back: "I thought he was a great figure, but he lives in such a shabby place?"

Sang Cancan walked beside him and smiled disdainfully: "He is just an ordinary person. Wuyou Mountain is now in ruins. Our Wuxiang Sect can still give him a small bamboo building. He should be grateful. Otherwise, a lowly ordinary person, what qualifications does he have to join our sect?"

The contempt in her eyes was undisguised. It was obvious that she brought these people.

There were more than 20 people in the group. Except for Sang Cancan and Du Liangping, the rest of the people were dressed differently. Two or three of them were from Fengling Mountain. As for the others, it was not clear which sect they were from for the time being.

Zhuo Chengan and Su Ying were also there, but they did not break in like Du Liangping and the others. They stood at the door with the other two young men and women.

Just by looking at the way the man and woman were dressed, and the way they stood side by side with Zhuo Chengan and Su Ying, one could tell that they were both from famous families.

The man looked to be in his twenties, with handsome features but not weak, and dressed in navy blue, looking neat and tidy.

He looked similar to Gongsun Miao, and looked like he was there to watch the fun.

The girl looked to be only seventeen or eighteen, and it was hard to tell her actual age. She had fair skin and beautiful looks, and had two buns on her head, decorated with red ropes. The rubies that occasionally appeared in her hair were very expensive, and there was a little cinnabar on her forehead.

She was wearing a crabapple-colored dress, but she didn't look old-fashioned on her.

She looked particularly curious.