Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Three: Cultivating Demon Skills
Wang Du threw down a book of exercises and turned into a wisp of black smoke and left, he left in a hurry, and did not give her a chance to regret it at all, Bailing picked up the scroll on the seat, only to see that the cover was pure black, there was no special pattern, only with a bright red ink pen to write the words "Xuan Ming Yuan", as if blood flowed.
After opening it, there is no difference from the ordinary exercises, but I just take a serious look at the content, which is really scary.
According to this magic skill, this exercise is to collect the essence and blood of others and cultivate to improve oneself, and as the exercise goes up to each level, more living people are needed, and every time you ascend to the next level, you also need to suffer a lot of pain. Her inner dan will be corrupted by demonic energy until it is completely blackened, and it is also dangerous in this process.
If you can't survive every painful day, you are likely to die halfway.
With such a high price and risk, the benefits that can be obtained are naturally very considerable, as long as you can cultivate this exercise to the tenth level of Great Perfection. It has a very powerful demon power, and it can also summon millions of black puppets to help you in battle.
Each of these puppets is powerful, and they don't feel pain, and any part of their body that is severely damaged or cut off will be reborn immediately, until all the demonic energy in the puppet's body is cleansed, and it can not be stopped.
Generally speaking, this is a never-ending killing weapon.
Bailing was a little scared, but more of an excitement, about to take revenge, about to be stronger than the woman who bullied and suppressed him at will.
"The revenge of the husband, not the same day, goblin, you wait for me. Bailing immediately took out the short dagger that protected his body and cut it into the palm of his hand, causing the blood to drip on the three words "Xuan Ming Yuan", and strangely, the blood did not flow but was absorbed.
The pure soul of Bailing has been marked with a mark since then, a mark that belongs to the devil.
Practicing this method, with this beginning, it is to cut off one's own way back, and from head to toe, one step at a time, you will show the appearance of a devil.
Bailing made up his mind to take revenge and began to cultivate immediately.
When she was on the first floor, she was the introduction of mortals, absorbing the ghost fire in the forest, the light of the moon before dawn, these things were not needed for serious cultivation, and she advanced quickly, and it only took three nights to reach Xiaocheng.
This night, the Lingling had just finished vomiting, and wanted to rest for a while, when her head suddenly hurt, she didn't care about it at first, and after a while, this pain swept all over her body, and her limbs were hundreds.
But with her experience of being injured many times, she can bear it, after all, she doesn't want others to know about it, Xiaoqing slept next door, she had to roll up her sleeves and bite her arm.
The pain lasted until the second half of the night, when it was almost dawn, and Bailing woke up from that groggy state of pain, and she had a hidden worry in her heart, this was only the lightest pain.
When he looked inside, Neidanzhi had just been covered with a layer of light gray, and the demonic qi had not yet spread on it.
Bailing felt some itching in the nail gap of her right hand, scratched it twice and threw it to relieve it, so she lit the lamp and looked at it, some blood was faintly growing in her nails, and she suddenly remembered that evil Wang Dui, his nails were bright red blood.
In an instant, a layer of white sweat came out of her back, and she was white since she was born.
This first-level exercise was just the beginning, but it opened up a lot of strange scenes on Bailing's body, she began to become hungry and thirsty, she had eaten the food sent by her father in the evening but she couldn't be satisfied, and it was more like an unquenchable hunger born from the bottom of her heart.
She immediately understood that this was something that needed to be replenished with the essence blood and cultivation of the living, and it seemed that she should take action tomorrow.
When the Great Elder of Confused Yuan came in the morning, it was rare to see Bailing lying on the bed sleeping, he pushed open the old door panel with a "squeak" noise, and she was sleepy-eyed as if she had just woken up.
"Ling'er, you are finally willing to listen to your father's words and have a good rest. He was a little excited, knowing that although he came to deliver food every day, he was afraid that as soon as he pushed the door, the lings would stiffen and stand in the house, and his eyes were dull and full of hatred.
"Dad, I've thought about it for a long time, and finally figured it out, I'm still young, I'm still a blank slate, I've been spending a hundred years for my senior brother, it's time to think about myself and you, from today on, I not only have to eat well, sleep well, but also cultivate, even if I can't become an immortal, I have to cheer up, I can't be so decadent anymore." Bai Ling sat up from the bed and said these words to the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan very calmly.
On the other hand, her old father was already red, and tears were overflowing from his eyes.
"Hey, my daughter is finally sensible, Dad thinks that what I did is not in vain, you come to eat something first, and then ask Xiaoqing to accompany you around the mountain gate for a while, and then Dad will pass on the exercises to you in the afternoon, and your feather sword is placed in the warehouse, it is about to rust!"
Bailing turned his head slightly and his eyes were red, but he said sorry to his father in his heart.
I'm sorry Daddy, I'm going to use this life you gave me to play again,
I'm sorry Daddy, I can't pay it back in this life, and I don't know the next life, so I can only owe you.
The Great Elder of the Confused Yuan talked to her for a while, and after confirming that Bailing really wanted to open, he called Xiaoqing to come in and serve, and left by himself.
"Miss, I'm so glad you can figure it out, I can't make you anxious if you haven't gone out for so many days, I have to comb your hair today, so that those brothers and sisters in the sect will look greedy. Xiaoqing joked with her excitedly.
"What's the use of looking good, I'm a widow now, and I don't believe that these people can still be in a hurry to offer their courtesy. Bailing was in a good mood to greet her, as if he really didn't take it to heart, and he could already say it very calmly.
"Miss is too worried, you are not a widow, others don't know I don't know, Senior Brother Yuan Ling has been here several times in these days when you have been confined, you have to take it to heart, it is always happier to find someone who hurts you." ”
The two of them chattered and laughed, as if the days had gone back to a long, long time ago.
At night, the devil's minions were revealed, and Bailing's desires were almost accumulated, and she curled up in the quilt and bit her arm. After a while, she bit out a circle of bloody tooth marks, and the color of her blood was not only the red color before, but also seemed to have some black gossamer in it.