The purpose of the demonic cultivation

Bao Ming was originally a disciple of the Qishan faction of the righteous sect, and he has been working hard to cultivate since he entered, and in order to cultivate, he even cut off the bloodline of his nine generations of single transmission, in order to cultivate immortals, he is not close to women, not greedy for the world, and is dedicated to cultivating in the Qishan faction, during which when his parents died, he still did not marry a wife and have children as the nine generations of single transmission in the family, and then he could only watch his parents die with remorse in their eyes, he was unmoved, and still devoted himself to cultivation.

However, the way of heaven is ruthless, creation makes people, Bao Ming gave up all his cultivation in his life, and when he was sixty years old, he was still in the third layer of condensation, unable to build a foundation, seeing that he was about to enter the loess, he looked back on his life, and found that he gave up everything, and in the end what he got was an emptiness, the hardships of cultivation, the regret when his parents died, the despair of not being able to build a foundation now, and the kind of sorrow that was ridiculed by his peers, all kinds of negative emotions kept coming to his heart, knocking his determination to cultivate wholeheartedly to pieces.

When he was on a trip, he happened to see a demon cultivator of the third layer of luck who was killing people and cultivating, and out of instinct, he began to hunt down this demon cultivator, but in the process of chasing and killing him, this demon cultivator broke through from the third layer of luck to the first layer of condensation in one fell swoop, which shocked him inexplicably.

The breakthrough of the cultivation realm, if it is a small realm, it is still easy, but the breakthrough of the big realm who does not break through when it is stable, the third layer of qi gathering, the third layer of luck, and then the third layer of condensation, and then the foundation, the breakthrough of these realms, who is not a step-by-step cultivation, but the demon cultivator he chased and killed was not yet satisfied with the third layer of luck, and he broke through to the condensation period at once, which is really shocking.

When he captured this demon cultivator, he finally learned from the mouth of the demon cultivator that although the demon cultivator is evil, but the requirements for his own qualifications are relatively low, as long as he is vicious, he can quickly improve the realm, looking back on his life, Bao Ming suddenly felt that he had been living in vain before, in order to build the foundation, he resolutely joined the ranks of the demon cultivator, and then he continued to kill and cultivate, and it only took ten years to build the foundation successfully, and finally increased the longevity of a hundred years.

Originally, he thought that capturing that demon cultivator and joining the demon cultivator because of this was the biggest turning point in his life, but he didn't expect that today he encountered a bigger turning point again, a kid with a high level of exercises appeared in front of him like a chicken, this kid with a heavy treasure was so weak, as if God deliberately sent him to learn peerless exercises and then gave them to himself through him.

At this time, he finally felt that the heavens began to pay attention to him, maybe today was the turning point of his dominance in the cultivation realm, and he couldn't hide his excitement and ecstasy, he walked into Han Jing step by step, "Boy, who is your master" Although he was excited, the first question of Bao Ming was not about the exercises, but the question of Han Jing's master, of course this is not what he is afraid of, no matter who Han Jing's master is, he will not let Han Jing go, he asked this question just to know some details of the other party, and he will have some precautions in the future.

However, in his mind, Han Jing should belong to the casual cultivation of the cultivation method by accident, he has never seen a weak monk like Han Jing go out alone, of course this is not nothing, in fact, he feels that this world is so big, there must be many weak monks going out, but those people have already been killed before they see themselves, most of these monks are casual cultivators who have been inherited by chance, just like the monk in front of him.

When Han Jing was silent, Bao Ming had already determined that Han Jing was a casual cultivator who had been passed down from generation to generation, if he had a teacher, he would definitely report himself to his family to deter him, but it was best to have no teacher, so that the only fear in his heart disappeared, he looked at Han Jing who was thrown to the ground, and his eyes glanced greedily.

Swept away by the unknown eyes, Han Jing only felt as if he was blown by a cold wind, and his body felt a chill coming, he endured the discomfort of his body, and secretly condensed his consciousness on his arm, and when he touched the prohibition on his arm, Han Jing felt that the prohibition on his arm was suddenly loosened, and the arm that was circulating suddenly regained his freedom, and he didn't want to run his consciousness between his legs again.

Bao Ming has been in a state of excitement, completely unaware that he and Han Jing are already close at hand, but even if he notices, he will not care, Han Jing is just a lamb to be slaughtered in his eyes. Just when Bao Mingzheng was excited to lose his vigilance, Han Jing suddenly moved, and in an instant, Han Jing used all the soul power in his body, condensing it in his right hand, and then he suddenly sat up straight and slammed towards Bao Ming's waist.

Bao Ming's heart was suddenly startled, and the whole person quickly flew backwards, and finally floated away before Han Jing's fist hit him. Han Jing missed a punch and was about to attack again, but Bao Ming didn't give him any more chance, while Han Jing bent over, he played a few tricks with both hands, only to see a few phantoms quickly fly out of his hands, directly imprinted on Han Jing's limbs and body, it was the forbidden technique.

Han Jing's waist was only halfway bent and was fixed there again, and then the black mist surrounded him, pulling him into a large line and fixing it on the wall, after knowing that Han Jing could break his black fog and prohibition, Bao Ming did not expect these two spells to trap Han Jing for long, he took out four long spikes from the bag on his waist, before Han Jing broke free, he waved his hands, only heard a few swishing sounds, and the four spikes flew quickly, nailing Han Jing's limbs to the cave wall alive.

Han Jing only felt a sharp pain coming from his limbs, a burst of blood flowing out of his limbs, Han Jing looked at the spikes on his limbs, and ran his consciousness to the spikes that pierced his arms, but at this time, his consciousness lost the ability to break everything, he only felt that the pain in his hands eased slightly, and the spikes still firmly nailed him to the wall.

There was despair in his heart, Han Jing knew that he had no hope of escaping, and he no longer struggled, he tried his best to keep his body stable and not let the gravity of his body fall affect the wound. Looking at the demon cultivator in front of him, Han Jing's heart was cold, he knew that the other party wanted to get his ability to break the ban, but Han Jing would not tell this person even if he died.

At this moment, Bao Ming's cold voice reached Han Jing's ears, "Boy, hand over your cultivation exercises, I can let you live, otherwise, the old man will definitely tell you that life is better than death." There was a hint of urgency in the voice, apparently caused by too much excitement.

Although Han Jing didn't intend to tell the other party to break the calamity, he didn't want this demon to be repaired, so he deliberately pretended to be happy and asked, "This is true." In fact, Han Jing didn't think about whether his next behavior could fool this old fox who had lived for an unknown amount of time, with a hint of luck, he hoped that even if he died, he would take revenge on this demon cultivator once, even if it was just to play him.

Bao Ming frowned and said, "Of course, if you can tell me, I will definitely give you a way to live, if you dare to lie to me, I will immediately make your life worse than death" After speaking, he stared at Han Jing with fierce eyes.

When he saw Bao Ming's frowning, Han Jing knew that this old demon was suspicious, but he would not have deceived people, and he had never thought of success in deceiving people for the first time, but despite this, he continued, "How can I believe you, if I say it, if you regret it, wouldn't I die unjustly." Han Jing's tone was slightly weak, and he began to get dizzy at this time.

Han Jing tried his best to show a look of longing, but how could his inferior expression fool Bao Ming, Bao Ming's brows furrowed even more, and he groaned a little, he suddenly sighed and said, "Hey, that's it, you don't have to fool me, I know you don't want to tell me in your heart, you just stay here for a few days, I'll go out and find something that can make you speak, boy, since you are stubborn, don't blame me for being vicious." ”

After speaking, he pulled out four spikes from the bag on his waist, and with a wave, the four spikes were nailed to different parts of Han Jing's limbs, Han Jing hummed in pain, he gritted his teeth tightly, trying not to let himself exhale in pain.

He didn't care much about Han Jing's painful snort, maybe he could force Han Jing to spit out what he wanted from the torture, but he was afraid that Han Jing would deliberately miss a little or change some focus at a critical moment, which he couldn't afford, so for the sake of insurance, he decided to look for something that could make Han Jing completely tell the truth, which was only in the hands of those senior brothers in his division.

After nailing Han Jing, Bao Ming took out a jade bottle from the bag, and from it there was a pill everywhere, he controlled the black mist to pry open Han Jing's mouth, and stuffed the pill into Han Jing's mouth before turning around and leaving.

When the pill entered Han Jing's mouth, the pill turned into a warm current and flowed down his throat, and after a while, Han Jing felt a warm current rise in his lower abdomen, and the pain in his limbs also lightened a little.

Bao Ming has been gone for five days, and in these five days, Han Jing has been nailed to the cave wall, and at this time, the wound he was nailed by the spike has begun to heal, some of the muscles have grown together with the spike, and the pain on the wound has eased a lot.

In the past five days, Han Jing has been running his cognitive ability, and he has tried all kinds of ways to get out of the predicament, but his cognitive ability has grown a lot, almost by about half, and he has a faint guess in his heart that when he is in danger and pain, this calamity seems to be easier to cultivate, but now he has no time to verify these, and on the evening of the fifth day, Bao Ming finally came back.

Bao Ming looked at Han Jing hanging on the wall with a blue face, although Han Jing looked weak at this time, but Bao Ming didn't see it, as long as Han Jing didn't die, it wouldn't be in the way, he went back to the sect this time to borrow the soul flag from the senior brother in the sect It was not smooth, which made him feel upset, and as a last resort, he could only exchange some torture things with another senior brother to come back.

"Alas", Bao Ming sighed helplessly, if he could borrow the third senior brother's soul flag, where would he be able to use it so much, he only needed to seal this son's soul in the flag, and then use the ability of the spirit flag to decompose and absorb his soul little by little, although this would damage his soul, but this is the only way he can do it at present without missing any information. If you have the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period, you can also directly search the soul to read his memory, but if you are the Yuan Infant Stage, how can you covet this kid's exercises.

Thinking of this, Bao Ming looked at Han Jing with a little headache and said, "Boy, you honestly tell me your exercises, I can let you live, otherwise, I can only destroy you." ”

Han Jing looked at the demon cultivator in front of him, the confidence he had just left had disappeared, and what appeared in his eyes at this time was a kind of helplessness and a little panic, he slowly said, "You treat me first, and then I'll tell you the exercises." After saying that, he closed his eyes directly, showing a checkmate appearance.

Bao Ming was a little flustered, among the methods he could use at the moment, the most certain was to use the refined soul into Han Jing's mind, let the soul absorb Han Jing's soul, and then find Han Jing's exercises through the memories absorbed by the soul, but the biggest drawback of this method is that the soul cannot absorb all the memories of the soul, that is to say, it is very likely to get incomplete exercises with this method, and it is very likely that even nothing will be obtained, so Bao Ming does not intend to use this method until the last resort。

Bao Ming, who was not completely sure, frowned when he saw Han Jing's impending appearance, he categorically couldn't let Han Jing die, but he could also see that Han Jing was expressing a non-negotiable meaning to him, and thought about it slightly, "Even if he recovers completely, it is impossible to pose a threat to me, just believe him once, if he is stubborn, then he can only use that method." After thinking about it, he finally nodded and said, "Okay, boy, I will believe you once, if you play tricks on the old man, the old man will make you worse than dead." ”

Han Jing's heart was overjoyed when he heard this, but in an instant, his face turned pale, eight spikes were pulled out of his limbs, and the spikes still carried his flesh and blood, and the sharp pain surrounded him, Han Jing fell directly to the ground and shrank into a ball, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Fortunately, when the consciousness energy was operated to the wound, the pain was immediately reduced a lot, after a few reincarnations, Han Jing was already able to endure this severe pain, he sat up, picked up the pill handed over by Bao Ming and swallowed it, with the flow of the medicinal effect, he was more attentive to the operation of the cognition, and Bao Ming looked at him coldly, and the two of them were silent like this.