Chapter 65: The moral issues of the banquet, the magic of Song Jing turns into a demon

"My lord, this matter has become a bit too big. I'm afraid it will alarm the Purple Mansion." Li Daode was halfway through his drink and became a little worried.

Although he was not sure what Dongquan wanted to do or what he could get, he knew the reputation of the method of avoiding disasters. Even if it was a small method of avoiding disasters, there was no guarantee that Zifu would not be tempted.

"This matter is fraught with hidden dangers. It might even attract several Purple Palaces. I was a little anxious and made hasty arrangements, so I inevitably lost my sense of proportion." Dongquan nodded in agreement.

"But it doesn't matter. Zifu doesn't think highly of such a small method of avoiding disasters. In their thousand-year lifespan, they have seen too many good things. They want to forcibly take this method just to draw inferences from other methods and create a real method of avoiding disasters. Nowadays, there are many methods of avoiding disasters by refining weapons. Don't worry too much. Even if Zifu comes, I have some means. At least my life is safe."

Hearing Dongquan's words, Li Daode stopped worrying and began to admire him.

Only after seeing Li Daode off did Dongquan let out a long sigh.

He had already decided on this matter since he found out that alchemists were unable to detect calamity energy. The price of taking a risky move is numerous hidden dangers, but this method has the advantage of being time-saving and effective quickly.

If Zifu really arrives, he is nothing more than being recalled by the master. If there is another disaster, he can only rely on a page of golden book to escape with the disaster energy and sample information. At least it is not a life-and-death disaster.

"Sigh, now it depends on whether I can help or not." Dongquan sighed. At this time, another person from the Six Difficulties came to the door, shouting that he was dying, and hurried to see a doctor.

Thousands of miles away, Qingxi Mountain.

Gu Qingyuan was concentrating on organizing the information about the calamity energy sent by Dongquan. Dongquan also had his own understanding of the information, so all this information was analyzed by Dongquan before being passed on to him, as if it were the essence after screening, and then absorbed and integrated by Gu Qingyuan.

However, there are many things to do in Dongquan, and they also need to receive a steady stream of people in distress, so the final task of integrating the research results was given to Gu Qingyuan.

There is still strength in numbers. In the future, maybe I can deduce a secret method to transform into millions of incarnations, so that I can fully utilize my understanding.

As Gu Qingyuan was sorting things out, he thought that by then, his research progress would surely be extremely fast.

Exhaling a breath, he put down the book filled with information, turned around and enlightened another seed. The seed took root and sprouted rapidly, and grew into a big tree in a moment. With another touch, the branches and trunk merged together, and a piece of paper several meters in size was formed. With a slight stroke of his hand, several green booklets were completed.

In his body, the third-order green jade platform is extremely solid, and his magic power is perfect. Once the calamity energy is thoroughly understood, he can proceed with the promotion.

Gu Qingyuan extended his index finger, and a wisp of gray aura wrapped around it. The calamity energy that was originally intangible could now be touched by him. The next step was to try to control it and turn it into one or several magical powers.

It will be soon, don't worry.

Gu Qingyuan felt what Dongquan was thinking and couldn't help but think about it in his heart.

Time flies, and two and a half years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Panlong Island, martial arts training ground.

The people around had been dispersed, leaving only Dongquan and Song Jing.

"Think carefully, this is a big gamble. If it fails, not only your life will be in danger, but most of your immortal foundation will be destroyed." Dongquan said to Song Jing in front of him.

Song Jing moved his arms that had been reconnected long ago, and finally clenched his five fingers into a fist: "Master, now you have swallowed up most of the Sun Guantai forces. If my subordinates are not strong enough and cannot suppress those unruly demon cultivators, my talent is just like this. I will spend my whole life to build a foundation and there is no hope for the Purple Mansion. But I am unwilling to accept this. Sooner or later, I will be left behind by the master and the others."

He looked at his clenched fist and continued, "I won't give up. I want to climb up, step by step, step by step to the top!"

Dongquan looked into his eyes, the light in his eyes revealed unwillingness, resentment, and endless ambition.

"Song Jing, you are one of us. To tell you the truth, my magical power is only halfway perfected. You may as well wait a little longer."

"Song Jing has a dying life, but I am willing to pave the way for the master's magical powers." Song Jing bowed.

Dongquan waved his robe and used his magic power to help him up: "Well, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven. If we succeed, you will be the first to achieve success. Even if we fail, I will leave you a stable position so that you can enjoy a rich and honorable life for the rest of your life."

He knew that Song Jing was different from Li Daode. They still had potential to be tapped and room for improvement. But Song Jing was different. He had learned magic skills since he was young and made rapid progress, but it affected his foundation. Now he had reached the point where he could not make any further progress. Without natural resources and treasures to complete his foundation, he was afraid that his path of cultivation would come to an end.

It happened that Dongquan had just comprehended half of his magical power with the help of the calamity energy, and he urgently needed some experimental samples, so he spread some news about it. Unexpectedly, the first person to come to him was Song Jing.

After Dongquan finished thinking, he looked at Song Jing who was standing upright, raised his hand and touched his forehead. Wisps of calamity energy dropped from the sky and landed on Song Jing's eyebrows, but did not trigger a disaster. Instead, it kept flowing down and led to his dantian, where a black pill was spinning. It was the demon that turned into the Three Corpses Brain Pill.

The calamity energy fell on the divine pill, and the demon pill expanded accordingly. Black energy flowed out, polluting the water element magic power that Song Jing had cultivated, and gradually spread to the immortal foundation.

“Hehe…Ah——”

A roar that did not sound like a human voice came out of Song Jing's mouth. A ball of black gas traveled from his dantian upwards and landed at his heart. Black lines spread from his heart and crawled all over his body.

“Ah… roooo ...…”

The original scream turned into a beast roar, black lines crawled on Song Jing's face, blood shone from his eyes, and his facial features were dislocated for a moment, opening up blood pupils, and the flesh and blood under his skin rolled, splitting his skin into hundreds of cuts, and the bright red blood flowed out, but did not splash, instead it turned into a blood ring around his body, and the empty martial arts field exuded a strong bloody aura. Another black gas spread out, mixed with the blood, and Song Jing fell to his knees with a plop, stretched out his hands with exposed joints to hold his head, as if in great pain, and smashed it hard to the ground.

Bang bang bang.

He seemed to have lost consciousness and was about to die along with the earth. A loud sound of his head hitting the ground could be heard from afar.

Dongquan did not move, but just observed silently and collected first-hand experimental data. Only when Song Jing completely lost consciousness and could not help but smash everything in front of him, did he set up a ban and imprisoned him in a small space.

This went on for an incense stick of time before Song Jing finally stopped making any sound and gradually fell silent.

Can't it?
Dongquan sighed slightly in his heart, without saying anything, and observed wholeheartedly. The birth and death of the experimental samples were all important data.

Suddenly, Song Jing's stopped heart seemed to have a last breath of life, and it beat dully and stubbornly for a moment, and then faster and faster.

Dongquan counted with his fingers and found that the beating speed was only one-third of that of an ordinary person, while Song Jing's fingers on the ground moved.

Then the bloody demonic energy pounced on him and helped him recover. When he stood up, his blood pupils disappeared, his wounds healed, and he was like a normal person.

"My lord, I have fulfilled my mission!" Song Jing clenched his fists, feeling a strength he had never possessed before.

Dongquan looked at his eyes, which were darker than usual, and said, "If there is anything else unusual, tell me everything."

When Song Jing heard this, his mind moved, and gray magic power flowed. Black lines spread all over his body, and red patterns were outlined on them. His body became several times larger, and pieces of black armor covered his body. His palms turned into black claws, which made whirring sounds when he waved them.

"Nalan, come here and fight with Song Jing!" Dongquan called out to Nalan Zhi, who was attracted by the sound and could only watch from afar due to Dongquan's order.

"Yes!"

Nalanzhi looked at the changed Song Jing and was eager to try.

He leaped to the top of Song Jing's head and stepped on it hard.

Song Jing was not at all flustered and raised his hand to block. Although he felt his body shaking and pain, he actually took the move.

You know, he had some difficulty dealing with Nalan Zhi who was not serious before, let alone this accumulated attack.

Some fight!
Song Jing was excited and swung his claws.

The two fought back and forth for dozens of rounds before Dongquan called a halt.

"How do you feel?" This question was asked to Nalan Zhi.

"His combat power has increased tremendously. If it were before, he would be defeated in three moves and die in ten. Although he can't kill me now, it will take some effort for me to defeat him." Nalan Zhi looked at Song Jing with serious eyes. If a person is killed, he will die. If there are many people with such combat power, even many ants can kill an elephant.

She turned her gaze to Dongquan again, unable to suppress the fear in her heart. If this secret technique became popular, mass production of high-powered foundation-building warriors would not be a dream. Who in this outer sea could stop him?

But then she thought again, Song Jing could use secret methods to strengthen himself to this extent, if it were her...

Nalanzhi's eyes gradually became hot and her heart was shaking.

Dongquan ignored him and patted Song Jing, who was panting, and said, "Okay, with your success example, this magical skill can be mastered in half a month. Then I will choose someone to teach the skill and let you take care of it. It doesn't matter if you don't want to be the master of Guanchao Island. Let me think... Sun Guantai has eight heavenly generals, and I, Dongquan, have demon generals. You will be the leader of the demon generals, the Heavenly Demon General."

Leaving behind the excited Song Jing, Dongquan turned to face Nalan Zhi with a burning gaze and said, "The secret method cannot be taught lightly. To be the one who takes my Three Corpses Brain Pill, Nalan, you are the best candidate!"

When Nalanzhi's face turned slightly red, Dongquan threw out the second half of the sentence: "But without rules, there will be no order. Song Jing got the secret method with great effort. If you want it, you need to make meritorious contributions to be legitimate."

"My lord is wise. I obey your orders!" With the carrot hanging in front of him, Nalan Zhi's call of "lord" sounded more sincere.

After the two left, Dongquan calmly took out his notebook and recorded the data one by one.

This secret method of the demonic body was derived from Nalanzhi's physical training method. It uses the demon seed as a guide and the calamity energy as nourishment. It stimulates the body's blood and energy, merges with the demon, swallows the seven emotions and six desires, absorbs the calamity energy of heaven and earth, and nourishes a wisp of pure demonic energy.

Don't be fooled by Song Jing's human appearance. In fact, he is neither human nor demon, but half human and half demon. This secret method has a second half. After practicing this method, your life and property will be in the hands of a thought from the cave spring. After death, all the emotions and desires of the host, as well as the demonic energy and calamity energy absorbed by the host will return to the cave spring.

There is no such thing as a quick rise without profit. Dongquan is not a philanthropist. He learned this trick from the capitalists in his previous life. It is to fish in an endless stream and to grow the leeks before harvesting them.

"The devil has stained the sky and spread all over the world. I, Dongquan, will also take the position of the original devil."

Thinking of the wonderful point, Dongquan couldn't help laughing out loud.

(End of this chapter)