Chapter 25: Demonization
After a brief panic, Xiang Yong immediately forced himself to calm down, stumbled up, poured half a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill into his mouth, grabbed another handful of spirit stones, and began to reluctantly carry the spiritual energy according to the usual luck route.
It was the only way he could think of to save himself.
Generally, the more advanced the cultivator, the more difficult it is for the monk to demonize.
In the last life of the earth, if ordinary people will enter the process of demonization under the condition of the surge of aura, only one-tenth of them will be truly demonized, and the rest of the people will maintain their human bodies after violent conflicts in their bodies, but instead the demon genes will be discharged.
Then among the monks in the opening pulse period, because they have adapted to the aura, the demonization process is only about one-tenth, and there is no one in a hundred who are truly transformed into a demon body.
As for the monks of the foundation building period and the monks of the Tempering Realm, he had heard very few examples of demonization, because in the early days of the Great Tribulation, there were not many monks in the entire earth who built the foundation and cultivated the realm. If you have to estimate a probability, it is estimated that among the thousands of foundation building and cultivation cultivators, only one or two will transform into demon bodies.
Above the Divine Power Realm and the Jindan Realm, I have never heard of demonization.
After all, everyone has cultivated step by step, and the cultivators of the Divine Power Realm and the Jindan Realm have usually gone through the test of the demonization process when their cultivation is low, and finally maintained their human body.
Xiang Yong did not turn into a demon body in his last life, and it stands to reason that the demon genes in his body are relatively seriously defective, which is not enough for him to successfully demonize.
But this time he was reborn, and he didn't know why it happened, but if he didn't want to lose control and continue to demonize, he had to try, try with all his might.
The aura poured into his body from under his tongue and from the Lao Gong acupoint, he had thought that these aura would follow the usual route all the way to nourish his meridians and impact the clogged places, but after those aura entered his body, they scurried around in his body according to a route he had never experienced, and he clearly felt that his demonic aura was even stronger.
Xiang Yong wanted to tighten his teeth, he did not give up, but worked hard to guide the aura, to let it follow his own heart, run according to his own exercises, and forcibly resist the process of demonization.
But it didn't work, although he was already familiar with the exercises, and he usually practiced all the time, and he had already formed an instinct, but at this moment, the process of demonization seemed to be unstoppable, and his efforts made his demonic energy even stronger.
I don't want to become a demon!
In the last life, he and the demon clan fought for thousands of years, and they had an inseparable hatred for each other. His hands were stained with the blood of countless demons, and he also had many acquaintances and friends who died under the claws of demons.
The demon race and the human race, in this universe, are destined to fight until one side is extinct, and there is no middle way!
"I'm a human, not a demon!" Xiang Yong wanted to let out an unyielding roar, but what came out of his throat was the unique "hiss" sound of the Yumin clan.
He staggered to the mirror, where he was covered in white and gray fluff, a pair of wings fully extended, and he could feel the newly formed nerve connections and strong muscles in his back, and he could fly with a slight flap of his wings.
There were no traces of the original on his face, sharp teeth poking out of his lips, and the tips of his hands turned into sharp claws of four fingers, emitting a cold light that made people not hesitate to cut through masonry like cutting tofu.
The soles of his feet grew larger, and his toes stretched out to break his shoes, which were easy to grasp and perhaps not as agile as human fingers, but they were effortless to grasp prey and use it in battle.
He could clearly feel the demon pill in his body, powerful and vibrant, longing for the blood and spirit of the human monk.
He is already a complete feather people, a high-level demon clan.
And it is a demon that has formed a demon pill, which is equivalent to a human race Jindan monk.
Xiang Yong sat on the floor dejectedly, now he didn't want to move a finger, he even hoped that the heavens would send a thunderbolt to kill him, maybe after death, he could try to take it again and return to the human body.
If this continues, he may survive the catastrophe safely, and even dominate the catastrophe, but when the era begins, he will eventually die at the hands of the Terran monks.
When the human race and the demon race meet, there is nothing to say, just kill.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Xiang Yong showed a wry smile. The muscles at the corners of his mouth moved stiffly, pulling into a terrifying smile.
At this time, his heart was like ashes.
Being able to go back 5,000 years ago, he thought God had given him a chance to do it all over again.
Who would have thought that in the end, it would be empty.
Even if you fall into the animal path after death and become a pig and dog, it is better than becoming a demon clan!
No, can't give up.
He stumbled back to his desk, poured the remaining half bottle of Qi Gathering Pill into his mouth, grabbed another handful of spirit stones, and cultivated again.
The aura poured into his body, but the meridians in his whole body seemed to have disappeared, and the aura was all slowly nourishing and strengthening his demonic energy in a way that he couldn't understand.
Is there no way to think about it?
No, can't give up.
Even at the last moment, as long as there is a breath left, you can't give up. If you don't give up, miracles won't happen, but if you give up, miracles won't happen.
It's not time for despair yet. If you haven't tried everything, you can't say you've done your best.
He sat at the head of the bed, racking his brains, recalling information about the demon clan, various legends and rumors, trying to find a way to restore his human body.
Half an hour passed.
An hour passed.
Xiang Yong sat motionless at the head of the bed.
Suddenly, he felt a little itchy on his body, and the place where the wings grew on his back was even more itchy.
Xiang Yong couldn't help but reach behind his back and scratch it.
Sharp nails cut at the smooth skin, and special neurotransmitters were released from the neurons, and the pain overshadowed the itching.
It's so comfortable.
He withdrew his hand and continued to think.
Wrong.
He quickly reached out and touched his back, where were the wings?
He immediately got up and rushed to the mirror, where he was naked, and there were dense wounds on his chest cut by broken tiles, with bloodstains, but it was a normal human body, normal human skin.
His eyes were bloodshot, his face was covered with sweat, his hair was clinging to his forehead, but the fluff was gone, and the sharp fangs were gone, a normal human face, handsome, slightly emaciated and emaciated, but without the slightest hint of a monster.
Xiang Yong was stunned. He involuntarily reached out and stroked his face, the skin was as smooth as ever, and all the familiar features were back. Not a dream.
He looked down and saw the broken tiles, deep palm prints on the concrete floor. Not a dream.
I was indeed demonized just now.
Without the cultivation of the Great Perfection or above, it would be impossible to leave such a deep palm print on this solid concrete floor.
In addition to ecstasy, Xiang Yong was more confused.
Why is it demonized? At this time, the concentration of spiritual energy on the earth is still very low, far from the point of urging people to demonize.
How can a human body be restored? Demonization is irreversible, and I have never heard of a demon turning into a human.
Some demons can transform into humans, but that's just transformation, and demon power and demon pills can't be hidden. But he clearly felt that his demon power was gone, and the demon pill had disappeared, this was not a transformation, but a complete transformation back into a human body.
Why himself? Xiang Yong didn't understand what was special about him. He is just an ordinary monk, although he has great perseverance and great opportunity, and if he is shameless, he can also say that he has a little wisdom, so in his previous life, he was finally able to transcend the sainthood and achieve the realm of harmony.
But if you really want to talk about it, he doesn't necessarily have that special, the entire universe, hundreds of millions of human civilizations, and the number of immortal venerables is limited, but the Hedao realm is as many as a carp crossing the river.
Xiang Yong's mind came up with the last scene of the previous life, and the Great Sage of the Demon Clan played a demon spell at him, which happened to hit him in the back.
Does this have anything to do with your own demonization?
The most important thing is...... Will I be demonized again? If I really demonize again, will I be able to turn back into a human body next time?