Begin immortality by slaying demons

Senior Brother Zhu came back to his senses from his meditation, stood up slowly, and three white cloud patterns quietly floated out of his body.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Shen Yi, then recited an obscure syllable in a very soft voice.

"..."

The violent emotions in Shen Yi's heart were washed away by an inexplicable sense of coolness, and the slightly ferocious expression calmed down slightly.

Senior Brother Zhu took out Qian Yuan from his waist and put the handle of the knife into his palm, still looking dumb as before: "You... are too... impatient."

"Thank you, Brother Skeleton."

Shen Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, and the red mist in his eyes quickly faded.

"No...you're welcome." Senior Brother Zhu stammered and shook his head.

Hearing this, Shen Yi pondered for a moment: "Golden Body Technique."

These three words are like some kind of switch. I wish the senior brother to have a clearer expression and speak more fluently: "I know the Qingxin Dharma. If you feel something is wrong, just call me, but this Dharma belongs to the small way. Using too much can make you dependent.”

"You still have to try your best to understand the Zhenzi secret of the Golden Body Technique."

"I see."

Shen Yi nodded, never expecting that the harm of those distracting thoughts would be so terrifying.

The thoughts of ordinary people are actually nothing to monks.

But if this number swelled to tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands... even he would be a little overwhelmed.

With experience, Shen Yi continued to carefully pour longevity energy into the golden body technique.

About every few hundred years, it stops for a while.

[In the 6300th year, you feel that your soul has been filled with distracting thoughts. If you add one more thought, your mind will completely collapse. You have to suppress it all, but where to suppress it... You look in the direction The blue and white lady next to her]

Look at the prompts on the panel.

Shen Yi, whose face was pale, suddenly realized, yes, doesn't he still have a demon soul?

[In the 69th hundredth year, you placed all your thoughts in the soul of Mrs. Qinghua. Seeing her sitting with you hugging her body in pain, your mood suddenly calmed down a lot]

Shen Yi's body leaning on the shelf suddenly collapsed, breathing heavily.

Senior Brother Zhu looked curiously, but found that the young man's eyes were extremely clear, with the slightest trace of relaxation.

He fell into silence: "..."

After a while, a look of horror gradually appeared on his face: "Junior brother, are you going to get over it now?"

"Half of it."

Shen Yi struggled to sit up straight.

Whether she can get through it or not depends on how much Mrs. Qinghua can bear.

She is a demon, the being that those thoughts hate most, and now she is forced to have distracting thoughts, as if she is being roasted and fried, and is in purgatory.

He endured all kinds of suffering in the world to protect his Lord, the Supreme Dharma.

At this moment, there is a faint fulfillment.

You must know that these distracting thoughts are like inner demons. The more demons and demons are poured into you, the more intense the torture will be.

Thousands of years passed during the deduction, and then all the emotions were brought into Shen Yi's mind in just a few breaths... It would be strange if he didn't become a madman.

He resisted the first half of the torture, and the rest depended on Qinghua's ability.

"half?"

Senior Brother Zhu didn't understand it very well, but there was a strange emotion in his heart that he had rarely experienced before.

He touched the changes in his facial features.

I seem to have seen this look on many people's faces, but it's usually others who show it to them.

Shocked...shocked?

Shen Yi took in the changes in the senior brother's face, but did not explain anything.

The difficulty the other party encountered was actually very simple.

It's just that his talent is too high, and subconsciously he doesn't regard himself as a human being at all.

This problem couldn't be easier to solve.

The last one who thought her talent was invincible, Jiang Qiulan, had already almost had her heart broken under her own majestic demon longevity.

Let this senior brother experience it again to ensure that the medicine will cure the disease.

…

The small attic looks ordinary, but in fact it is the most strict place in the Qian Dynasty.

No one disturbs me.

More than ten days passed in a flash.

Shen Yi was sitting in the corner. The only difference between him and the skeleton next to him was that he still had skin and flesh.

Both eyes were equally empty.

The demon-suppressing division's incense and wish power have long been exhausted.

He was simply resting.

Eighteen thousand years of demon life, in exchange for the introduction to the Arhat's Golden Body Technique.

At this moment, he could finally begin to create a real golden body.

"..."

Senior Brother Zhu squatted beside him and recited the Pure Heart Art to Shen Yi. He watched helplessly as the young man sat in the corner and then crossed the abyss that he had not touched for 3,900 years.

My heart felt inexplicably sour.

But I can’t tell what it feels like.

"Envy?" Shen Yi raised an eyebrow.

"More than that." Senior Brother Zhu shook his head, envious of this feeling. He experienced it about seven days ago, and the feeling now is deeper.

"That's jealousy." Shen Yi pondered for a moment before answering.

The two of them were seriously discussing emotional issues, and the scene was a bit strange.

"Yes, I'm jealous of you." Senior Brother Zhu nodded seriously.

"That's almost it." Shen Yi patted the skull on the shoulder, then stumbled up and walked to another shelf.

"Junior brother, are you also interested in these?" Zhu Jue stood up. Even if he didn't talk about the Golden Body Technique, his words were very fluent.

"I'm tired of studying advanced things, so let's wash my mind with something simple."

Shen Yi's mind quickly scanned over a dozen jade slips.

"It makes sense." Zhu Jue felt the same way. He had been like this before, but he only read some miscellaneous books, but he had never read Hunyuan Wufu's stuff. He always felt a bit vulgar.

"What will junior brother do next?"

He felt that this young junior brother seemed to want to leave.

"Go to the martial arts temple and ask for a vacancy from Senior Brother Wu."

Shen Yi briefly glanced at the extra row of writing on the panel, then said goodbye to Brother Skeleton with fists in his hands, turned and left the attic.

"Look!"

The moment the young man in black clothes walked out of the attic, more than a dozen yin gods all looked at him.

Someone with a slightly thicker skin has already come forward to greet me.

"Junior Brother Shen, have you chosen your favorite Golden Body Technique?"

"Thank you, I've already chosen it." Shen Yi nodded.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the martial immortals present changed slightly, they smiled, and there was deep shock hidden in the eyes of each other.

The young man is equivalent to acknowledging the cultivation level of the upper realm martial immortal.

fear!

The previous rumors were true. This genius indeed had incredible absorbing abilities.

Now that I have chosen the Golden Body Technique... it must be to use the incense and wish power of the disciples of the Martial Temple.

Thinking of this, most people still expressed their congratulations with emotion, but some of them had slightly strange expressions on their faces.

Zhu Jue has used personal experience to prove that talent may not be effective in condensing a golden body.

But after all, he didn't eat much, so even the waste was limited.

If it were this Pixiu, the situation would be different.

In a short period of time, one can consume the power of the Demon-Suppressing Division and become a high-level Martial Immortal. How long will it take to consume the incense of the Great Qian Dynasty... one year?

If the golden body fails to be cast, the consequences will be unimaginable.

…

In the main hall of the martial arts temple, four figures in green shirts were finishing a training session.

Wu Daoan patted his sleeves and sighed subconsciously: "Oh."

"What's wrong? Our junior brother went to inspect Jiuzhou again?" The chubby Qin Miao Zhu Le said with a smile.

"That's not true."

Wu Daoan shook his head and said with great satisfaction: "He has been practicing in the arsenal... I just feel that he is not very close to us."

Entering the imperial city from the other side for the first time.

So far, I have only met three times in total.

"Is it because we are old and ugly?" Wu Daoan frowned and stroked his beard.

Hearing this, the other three people glared at him at the same time, not bothering to argue with this old ghost.

At this moment, the young man in black clothes walked into the hall.

He raised his hands seriously and said, "Shen Yi has met several senior brothers."

Seeing this, several people smiled.

Look at what Mr. Wu said, isn't that very polite of him?