Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

Chapter 513: Researching the Dharma and Building the Dharma, the Master's Journey



Chapter 513: Researching the Dharma and Building the Dharma, the Master's Journey

"From today, the Dharma Research Association is officially established!"

A person declared this on the stage, which was very contagious, and the enthusiastic young man could not help but squeeze out the fellows around him, just wanting to see the face of the person on the stage.

After the establishment of the Divine Tree Religion, the cultivators from all corners of the Qing Kingdom, the various sects they originally belonged to have now collapsed, so they either returned to their hometowns and lived in seclusion in the mountains, or integrated into the Divine Tree Religion, or accepted the imperial court's dispatch, and some spontaneously went to the border wall. In short, they were a mess.

The scattered sands actually did not live well.

Not to mention those who went to the border wall, at least they were passionate.

And those who returned to their hometowns and went to the mountains, because the resources for cultivating immortals were becoming increasingly scarce, were slowly waiting to die, and those who integrated into the Divine Tree Religion were also not adaptable, and most of them chose to withdraw later, and those who accepted the imperial court's dispatch gradually became minions, which also deviated from their original intentions.

In this situation, they were confused and at a loss.

The noble, powerful, and immortal cultivators who directly inherited the legacy of their ancestors actually had no place to stand in the precarious Qing Kingdom, which was in urgent need of power. They had no status they deserved, and there was no place for them to shine.

At this time, when the young magician was confused and said goodbye to the witch Qinglan and chose to leave the Shenshu Sect, a notice spread throughout Qing Kingdom.

The Dharma Research Society, a society that studies the magic and methods of ancestors, will be established in order to find ways to resist and solve the harm of resentful demons and abandon the previous many sects.

The founder, the first generation of the association, formally invited the immortal cultivators of Qing Kingdom.

As long as they are determined to eliminate demons and conduct righteous research, they can join in!

All of a sudden, the group of cultivators came together, and the scattered sand gathered again, which surprised the court and Shenshu Sect personnel who came to help. They didn't expect that there were so many immortal cultivators in their country.

The young man didn't care about the performance of these outsiders. After apologizing repeatedly, he finally came to the front row and saw the meeting leader standing on the platform of the ruins hall, announcing various details.

She looked very young.

It was not the kind of youth that an old antique pretended to be young, but a kind of youth that came naturally from her body and mind.

Her eyes were bright and her sight was slightly raised. She looked at the audience and the sky. She had a strong desire for knowledge. Even the blue sky of the sacred tree could not satisfy her. In other words, she was not satisfied with being under the false blue sky from the beginning.

Compared with this inner desire for vitality, the incomparable youthfulness, the specific age and the beauty of her appearance, all of these seemed insignificant, just small side details.

At the end of the words, she once again made her own declaration: "Come on, fellow practitioners, let us work hard together towards the blue sky and the sky!"

The young man was excited when he heard it, as if he had found the true meaning of cultivation.

The immortal cultivators changed their names to magicians because of this. It was like a complete change of appearance, and they had to strive for progress again.

Then, very soon, reality was like a heavy hammer, almost crushing him and them.

The main promoter of the establishment of the Law Research Association was naturally Hui Zheng, but there was also support and help from the court and the Divine Tree Sect, so some feedback was needed.

This is actually nothing. The real key point is that the resentful demons are the existence that the Qing Kingdom cannot avoid anyway, so the Law Research Association must also cooperate with the Divine Tree Sect and the court to transfuse blood to the border wall and fight against the resentful demons that keep attacking!

As a direct beneficiary of the establishment of the Law Research Association, the young cultivator was entrusted with this important task after using the spirit stones in the association to break through to the foundation-building stage, and then began to be surrounded by dangers.

Facing the resentful demons, the top-level foundation-building stage, all kinds of magic methods are actually difficult to have an effect. Instead, they are not as good as the warriors who wield swords and guns, and they are even more unable to resist the guardian warriors who are a bit outrageously strong and like body-building warriors.

The mages can basically only do odd jobs, mainly responsible for post-war treatment. If they encounter a violent invasion of evil spirits and have to go to the battlefield, they will basically be in danger of death.

The mages who went with the young people to the Research Institute really had a 90% death rate!

Of course, the warriors and soldiers were also constantly losing...

"Don't be discouraged, young people. Before you came, the casualty rate was much higher than it is now. This, uh, apart from anything else, your healing and recovery spells are very useful!"

The old warrior who looked old appeared at this moment. He had already developed a comradeship with him in the battle, so he came to comfort the depressed young mage.

Wu Rui looked at this person who appeared again and sighed slightly. She was obviously just a young girl, but now she had some vicissitudes of life.

As for Du En, listening to the "nutritious" conversation, he slightly shifted his attention and focused on observing the inside and outside of the border wall.

It was not like the old warrior who hurriedly passed by and had already abandoned most of his obsessions with this place before the transformation.

Unlike the Tianjiao warriors, who were not very clear due to the interference of the main body, they only pointed out the key points.

This old mage of the Dharma Research Association was very concerned about this experience in his youth. It was the source of all his obsessions, so it was particularly strong and clear, and it was simply revealed in every detail!

Therefore, now Du En can clearly see that the ancient grudge demons, the behemoths that looked like monsters and evil spirits, are actually decreasing year by year.

"These primitive grudge demons are not like the current grudge demons. I thought they were transformed from monsters or demon cultivators, or even experimental subjects tossed out by the immortal gates. But now it seems more like there really were creatures like the demon race in the past. Could it be that the extraterritorial demons have entered the human world to reproduce?"

This situation seems to be somewhat inconsistent with previous speculations.

Unfortunately, it was just the other side of memory and could not be accessed in reality. Only when he actually went to the Great Wall on the border and tried to conduct analysis and research could he be convinced of this aspect.

Du En's eyes moved again, focusing on the shaman priest Qinglan who was being purified.

She is now in the stage of a girl, her body bones can already support the cumbersome and heavy clothes, and the lines on the mask on her face have begun to reduce, as if reflecting the reduction of the original resentment.

On the contrary, the number of resentful demons transformed by the Qing people is increasing. They are the war dead who have no time to dispose of their bodies, as well as the war wounded who are wounded and wailing, and their will is constantly disintegrating. They will be transformed in some invisible and covered fluctuations.

That is the source of resentment and demonic energy.

It will become obvious when the original demons of resentment gather, and it will also become obvious when the original demons of resentment decrease. It seems very contradictory, but in fact the reason is very simple. The medium carrier in the middle is replacing.

The stars that are completely dying are also constantly deepening their evil transformation. Through the core spiritual source, all the creatures on it that are involved in cause and effect are spreading and expanding their influence, so there is a transformation of resentment and demonization.

The original resentful demon should be a primitive creature, directly related and indivisible. The kind of degenerate fluctuations will naturally appear more in expression.

The Qingguo people, who should be a later generation of creatures, are more suitable for the growth of resentment, and have also been included in the astral source of life during reproduction.

The star realm that is dead but not yet dead happens to be in a situation where all comers are not rejected and swallowed up together, so the fluctuations of degeneration are becoming obvious.

Therefore, the tug-of-war at the Great Border Wall is simply a slow suicide, and there are even signs of aggravating and accelerating evil changes.

"It's meaningless..."

So after his comrades left, the young mage who was holding on sighed.

After being tempered by the flames of war, he quickly discovered his potential. Now that he had entered the realm of genius, he keenly noticed some clues, so he felt despair about it.

Because there is no way to solve it at all, the purification of Qinglan by the shaman sacrifice is only slowing down various changes, and even makes him feel that this extended time is a greater torture, making people more aware and profound, watching everything. Gradually lost.

Some people, faced with a hopeless future, will choose to fight rather than compromise and give up.

But more people are not like this and do not have such a firm mind.

So he was depressed.

The love comes from the heart, and soon becomes as old as the old resentful demon.

Others thought it was because he had exhausted his mana excessively, so the old soldier asked him to teach his son in his hometown, so he rounded the corner and asked him to leave the front line to recuperate.

There was no objection from the Dharma Research Association. Seeing the reason, Qinglan, the shaman, would not stop him. Instead, he pushed forward. So the old mage, who had lost his fighting spirit, muttered in his mouth, and left his nightmare land, the Great Wall. .

"To be honest, I was a little reluctant to be asked by that warrior who only knew how to wield swords and guns to go to his hometown to teach his son, because you don't have to look at it to know that this is a waste of time. It's a pity that Qinglan, the girl The baby was also helping me, so I had no choice but to go over and take a look!”

Sitting on the leaving carriage, the old mage acted as if he had no choice but to speak to the soldiers riding up and down the carriage, leaving them wondering how to respond.

After all, the warrior he spoke of was a famous general on the border wall. He always took the lead in battles, earning the admiration and love of all the soldiers.

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If the person who spoke was not a mage, who had cast spells to save them many times before, so that many of their comrades would not fall into corruption due to pain and torture, and was also a member who needed to be loved, they would have turned against him and pulled this old guy out of the car and beat him. A meal.

As for now, in the end, I can only smile awkwardly and pretend not to hear.

The old mage seemed to be aware of it, so he rolled his eyes and changed his words: "Tsk, that guy is still trying to hide something, for fear of the brat's resistance and displeasure. Are the father and son so awkward?"

As soon as they heard this topic, several soldiers immediately became excited. They looked back at the Great Wall that was quickly moving away, and began to sigh with emotion.

These are commonplace murmurs, because they also have children, and their families are generally not harmonious and have various awkward situations due to years of war. Therefore, they are just complaining to each other, and they can't help but discuss easing strategies. .

As for the content of the old warrior family, it does not occupy much share.

The old master didn't care and discussed with him enthusiastically. He enjoyed this long-lost peace and tranquility, and his mentality was already very relaxed and old.

As for the entrustment of comrades, there is a superficial reason.

"If you can teach me, just teach me, if you can't teach me, just teach me hard!"

In short, he doesn't want to return to the Great Wall and come into contact with the Demon of Resentment!

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"Fuck, this kid is quite capable, unlike his father who is a brainless person!"

Arriving at the old warrior's hometown, the old mage was quickly shocked when faced with the young genius.

As long as you only need to listen to what you teach once, the other party will understand it.

Sometimes he could even draw inferences from one instance and ask questions that made the old mage choke and unable to answer.

He was secretly surprised and tried his best to keep the face of being a teacher, but in his heart he actually regarded the other party as a disciple who could pass on the mantle, rather than the simple teacher-student relationship in the society.

So it's a pity again.

"What a pity, what a pity, there is no spiritual energy now. He can easily master all kinds of methods, but it is difficult for a good cook to cook without rice. He can only wait until he grows up and send him to the association before he can formally practice!"

It will delay him a little. The old mage is not without other ways. For example, he still has some spiritual stones from combat rewards, but he is unwilling to take them out from the bottom of his heart.

Because once he formally practices, the other party will move forward quickly. With such talent, he will soon be able to show his talents. At that time, he will inevitably be involved in things related to the resentful demons.

That's really terrible!

If it weren't for the fact that he had to study the Dharma Association for cultivation now, and there were only relatively abundant resources there, he wouldn't even think of sending him there in the future.

On the one hand, he cherished the talent and didn't want to delay it, but on the other hand, he didn't want him to quickly stand out. In short, it was very awkward...

"Why give up so easily!"

The half-boy, who was just ten years old, had a bright look in his eyes and had come to his own conclusion.

Kill all the resentful demons and save Qingguo!

The old mage was immediately furious.

"I've told you, brat, that resentful demons can only be purified, they are immortal and cannot be killed!"

"Nonsense! There is no such thing as true immortality in the world. It's just because we haven't reached the same level that there is an illusion that they cannot be killed!"

"Oh, you are so arrogant! You really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!"

"You old guy, you are still a little bit stubborn, and you always feel unwilling in your heart, but in the end you find all kinds of excuses to ignore your own heart. You are so timid. Wait for me, I will prove it to you!"

"..."

The old wizard fell into silence.

Because his thoughts were completely seen through!

He was just afraid of the torture of powerlessness, not really afraid of fighting against the resentful demons, but just didn't want everyone's efforts and hard work to go to waste, so he often couldn't help but pray in his heart, if it can not be in vain, then this and that.

Looking at the back of the disciple who ran back, he sighed heavily.

"Extraordinary sensitivity, astonishing talent, learning once, understanding once, what a terrifying talent, but, what can it do? In the end, I can't create something out of nothing, I can't do anything..."

He was depressed.

Then the next day.

"Look!"

"Old man, I have cultivated magic power!"

The young genius who ran back showed his first ray of magic power, which shocked the old wizard so much that he couldn't stand steadily for a moment, stumbled over and stared with wide eyes.


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