Chapter 9: Broken Rings

"Hehe, I'm a demon god split soul, how can I know your immortal path spells? What's more, I don't have a complete memory, and people will die if I practice indiscriminately, I don't want to spend so much effort to destroy it. However, there is no demonic energy here, and you can't cultivate the real demonic Dao exercises. I have planted a Heavenly Demon Golden Sea in your body, and set up a ban to restrict soul searching, ordinary monks under Mahayana do not want to search your soul, and you can't tell outsiders about everything that happens here, even if it is your closest people. ”

"In the future, you go to find the Immortal Dao Exercises, with the five elements spiritual root you have purified, the strengthened divine thoughts and physical body, the cultivation will be twice the result with half the effort, and the bottleneck is much lower than that of ordinary monks. As long as the mind is not too stupid and the resources obtained are enough, it will not be long before you can soar through the clouds and mist, and be proud of the immortal world. ”

The demon's voice was very weak, accompanied by wheezing and coughing, like a dying old man telling his juniors.

"Old man of the demon soul, I haven't seen you for a day, why have you become so weak? Don't you want to teach me spells and pretend to be pitiful? Hey, if you don't teach, you won't teach, although you have made me wander between life and death many times, you have also benefited me a lot, I won't blame you, it's a big deal to find someone else. ”

Wang Jing felt the weakness of the demon soul, and was a little panicked for a while, he had been getting along for more than two years, and they had feelings for each other, he would rather the demon soul deliberately refuse to teach him spells, rather than that he really had something to do.

"Hehe, I'm just a member of the billions of souls in the body, but I'm lucky enough to get a inheritance of a secret technique that modifies the spiritual root, and a broken and mutilated ring. Now, I have completed your initial transformation, laid a solid foundation for you, and I have also completed my mission. I will give you this Heavenly Demon Ring on the stone platform, and the usage of this ring has already been passed on to your Sea of Divine Consciousness. ”

As soon as the words fell, a black ring appeared in front of Wang Jing's eyes on the stone platform, the ring was not gold or jade, and he didn't know what material it was made of. The huge ring was inlaid with a gray octahedral crystal, the crystal was covered with tiny cracks, and under the illumination of the moonstone in the cave, it emitted a faint blue light, which belonged to the kind of waste that was thrown on the ground and no one picked it up.

Wang Jing reached out and grabbed the ring, gently put it on the ring finger of his left hand, and a burst of blood-related induction was immediately transmitted to his heart, and when he wanted to take it off, the ring took root firmly on his finger.

"Old man Demon Soul, this is the Heavenly Demon Ring? Why can't I take it off if I put it on? It can't be a shackle that restricts my freedom. Wang Jing pulled it vigorously a few times, but the ring didn't move at all, but it hurt his fingers, so he had to ask angrily.

"The Heavenly Demon God's mana is all over the sky, and the Heavenly Demon Ring is famous. Even though it is broken, there is not a single function left, and the gods can't ask for it when they see it, and you still want to take it off, it's ridiculous. The demon soul replied with a cold snort.

"What? God can't see him, why can't I sense what he does?"

Wang Jing gently stroked the magic ring on his ring finger and asked suspiciously.

"If you don't have demonic energy in your body, you can't use it, but when you cultivate the spells of the cultivation realm, you can convert spiritual power into magic power and store it in the golden sea, and then transfer the demonic energy along the meridians to the ring and you can use it. “

"In the future, you can convert two-thirds of the spiritual power of spell cultivation into magic power, and one-third of it will be in the state of mana, so that others will not be able to see heresy, and when fighting with people, you can use magic to drive spells, and the power is more than twice as powerful, even if it is not impossible to challenge beyond the level. ”

The Demon Soul sealed some secret techniques, demon paths, and advanced immortal characters in the form of runes in Wang Jing's body, allowing him to slowly comprehend after his mana realm was raised. Then he taught some fighting experience and precautions, and the sound became smaller and quieter, and finally disappeared silently.

Wang Jing was silent in place for a long time, stroking the ring gloomily, and from the increasingly weak voice of the demon soul, he sensed that it was not long before he got along with him. In order to reduce the burden on his body, the demon soul had removed the protective light shield in the hall three months ago, and he didn't know how long this magic power could last him.

In order to maintain Wang Jing's cultivation, the demon soul always ingests birds and beasts from outside the cave with unpredictable magical powers, and roasts them with magic fire to replenish his strength. This practice of the Demon Soul was too outrageous, and Wang Jing complained for a long time at that time, saying that the Demon Soul wanted to save trouble and let him eat spoiled food.

Now listening to the demon soul, I know that this is the demon soul making the final preparations for him, and I can't help but feel a kind of pain of life and death, and I can't help but see that it is already tears.

"Stinky boy, it's a waste of time to eat and drink enough to complete the final fusion of the spiritual root, grinding and chirping to show who to be a little woman. The weak sound of the demon soul in Wang Jing's ears made his heart move, in order to live up to the kindness of others, the only way to do his best was to do his best to fuse and propose the spiritual root attribute.

Half a year later, the voice of the demon soul sounded again, "Boy, I hope you don't live up to my transformation, the five elements spells are refined at the same time, and the mana is several times that of the same level, but you need to cultivate the corresponding magic tricks, and each exercise can only break through to the next great realm if you cultivate to the Great Perfection." ”

"I only lay the foundation for you, everything else needs your own efforts to grow, if you completely teach the magic power of the deity, it will be difficult for you to break through the level of the deity. I believe in your efforts and opportunities, and you will definitely break out of a tomorrow beyond the deity in the future. “

"The most important point is that in that battle, I was not the only one who escaped from the hundreds of millions of doppelgangers of the demon god, and the other clones will devour you mercilessly to increase their strength when they encounter you in the future. You have to improve your strength as soon as possible, and don't waste a piece of my hard work by becoming food in other people's mouths. My mission is complete, my soul energy is depleted, and I am about to disappear from this world, so get out of here and run for your life, this place will be reduced to a huge lake. ”

After a faint sound, a dark wind drifted by, as if something had disappeared from the world. The moonstones also became dim, and one by one fell from the cave walls, and after a long time, there was no sound in the cave.

Feeling the disappearance of the demon soul, Wang Jing felt a desolate feeling in his heart. He bowed three times to the stone platform, picked up a few dim moonstones in his arms, jumped and ran towards the outside of the cave, and walked out of the stone cave where he had lived for three years in a few breaths.

Not long after he came out of the cave, the bare stone mountain began to fall rapidly, and the four bald mountains around him fell underground one by one. The surrounding mountain springs begin to converge here.

Wang Jing raised his anger and indulged wildly, and left the fallen mountain in a stick of incense time, and came to a nearby grassy mountain, watching the spring slowly flood the bare five mountains, but there was infinite reluctance in his heart.

Here, in addition to the pain of cutting bones and marrow, that is, the fatigue of running, I even had the heart to die at that time, and now I see all this disappearing in front of my eyes, but I want to desperately keep this life in my memory.