novelapdf #453 - Totem formation small success
#453 - Totem formation small success
Old Abbot Kong Xian laughed upon hearing this, "No need for further words. Your method has at least a ten percent certainty of success, I naturally trust you.
My method doesn't even have a one percent chance of success. Proceed as you see fit, and I will fully cooperate."
Abbot Wu Ming of Dizang Temple said to the old abbot Kong Xian, "Master, leave this matter to me.
I guarantee to help you stabilize your mind. With me here, there will be absolutely no problems."
Old Abbot Kong Xian nodded with satisfaction, proud to have these two disciples, and even more delighted to have met such a benefactor as Li Chengfeng to solve his problem.
Half of his face was filled with a smile, as if he could depart this world at this moment without any regrets.
Li Chengfeng felt the subtle changes in the surrounding environment and was certain that the time was right.
He nodded slightly, and with a thought, the vortex in his hand suddenly erupted, revealing a Myriad Poison Demon Heart.
This demon heart was covered in rolling demonic energy and pervasive poisonous mist, enough to kill an ordinary cultivator instantly.
However, Li Chengfeng, relying on his profound knowledge of detoxification secret arts and the fact that the demon heart was sealed, appeared calm and composed.
Within the blood pool, the original demonic restrictions had long been decomposed by the blood energy in the pool, leaving only the restrictions laid down by Li Chengfeng, tightly binding the demon heart.
This demon heart hovered on the edge of life and death, constantly experiencing the alternation of life and death. Each cycle released a large amount of negative energy, transforming into even denser poisonous gas.
The old monk Kong Xian looked at this Myriad Poison Demon Heart, shook his head, and sighed, chanting "Amitabha."
He knew the cunning and viciousness of the demons. This demon heart was undoubtedly a carefully laid trap by the demons, designed to kill him.
However, facing such a "sugar-coated bullet," the old monk Kong Xian knew it was poisonous but had to try it, because once he retreated, he might fall into the demons' deeper schemes.
Li Chengfeng smiled indifferently upon seeing this and said, "Senior, I am already aware of the schemes you speak of.
But how can we allow the demons to manipulate us? This time, I will make them hoist themselves with their own petard."
With that, he handed the Myriad Poison Demon Heart in his hand to the old monk Kong Xian and instructed him to transfer all of his demonic poison source power into the demon heart.
The old monk Kong Xian was extremely intelligent, and he understood Li Chengfeng's intention as soon as he heard it.
He took a deep breath, gathered all the demonic energy in his body at his fingertips, and gently touched the Myriad Poison Demon Heart.
Instantly, rolling poisonous gas poured into the interior of the demon heart like a tide, causing this originally dormant heart to instantly become active, constantly beating and sucking the demonic energy and poisonous gas from the old monk's body.
Only such a heart could withstand the extreme poison in the old monk's body that was about to devour him.
Any other object would have probably been reduced to nothing under the erosion of the poisonous gas.
But at this moment, the Myriad Poison Demon Heart seemed to have become a "purifier" of the toxins in the old monk's body, constantly absorbing and transforming those harmful energies, allowing the old monk Kong Xian's body to gradually regain balance and stability.
Witnessing this scene, Abbot Wu Ming of Dizang Temple felt an admiration for Li Chengfeng arise spontaneously, prostrating himself on the ground.
Although this young man's cultivation was still shallow, only at the early stage of the Core Formation realm, his understanding of cultivation techniques and his precise grasp of the overall situation were difficult for even a Nascent Soul stage expert to match.
Just imagine, if he grows up in the future, how can the demons survive?
Li Chengfeng waved his hand abruptly, and the agitated heart in his hand gradually calmed down, then he gently sent it back into the blood pool.
He took out the Heavenly Dao Brush and said solemnly, "Senior, please take off your clothes, I will draw a totem for you to help you achieve a thorough understanding of the fusion of Buddhism and demon."
Upon hearing this, Kong Xian's magic power surged, and his kasaya and monk's robe instantly shattered.
Li Chengfeng's Heavenly Dao Brush then smoothly outlined formations and restrictions on his bare skin.
Li Chengfeng's mind was filled with thoughts, grateful that he not only mastered the Nine Profound Dragon Formation method but also obtained the microscopic formation essence of Ye Bitong.
Ye Bitong's thinking also had its unique features. He integrated these formations into himself, constantly experimented and expanded his thinking, and finally created such a powerful totem.
However, he had been cautious and had not used it, only because the time had not yet come and he had not yet discovered its potential drawbacks.
This time, when performing it for the old abbot Kong Xian of Dizang Temple, he not only discovered many flaws but also achieved self-improvement in the process of correction. Both the formation and the cultivation technique have made significant progress.
The Heavenly Dao Brush passed over the skin, leaving behind delicate silver marks. These marks were strange and exquisite. Hundreds of formations were densely engraved on every inch of skin. They interacted with each other and cooperated with the restrictions to achieve an almost perfect fusion.
The old monk Kong Xian closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the subtle changes in his body. Buddhism and demon slowly merged in a special rhythm.
Although he felt extremely painful, his eyebrows trembled slightly, as if he was about to lose control, this was insignificant compared to the huge risks brought about by the rapid absorption of demonic energy and poisonous gas.
As Li Chengfeng put down the last stroke, the formation on the old abbot Kong Xian's body gradually came to an end, and a vast force suddenly burst out from his body.
A unique formation appeared on his chest. This formation slowly rotated in the shape of a Tai Chi fish, with Buddhism and demon intertwined, perfectly balanced, achieving the harmonious unity of power.
This force fed back to Kong Xian, causing his long eyebrows to tremble slightly. As the power surged, he stood up, stretched his muscles, and laughed loudly, "Finally succeeded! The hidden dangers in my body have been eliminated. The half-step Transformation God realm is enough to deter the villains.
Now I can exert my strength more freely, but the matter of advancement still requires my little friend to draw the formation for me again. Am I right?"
Li Chengfeng responded with a smile, "Senior is insightful. The advancement of the formation is achieved through continuous arrangement and improvement, not overnight.
Of course, if Senior can learn the formation by himself and master this way, he can also achieve this realm."
Kong Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "There is specialization in skills. I have a superficial understanding of formations, and there is no hope for self-repair. Future progress depends entirely on the help of my little friend."
Li Chengfeng said sincerely, "Senior is too polite. Since I have promised to draw the formation, I will be responsible to the end.
If there are any problems, I will definitely correct them; if there is a need for advancement, I will also help Senior.
But please, Senior, proceed gradually. If there are any shortcomings in your cultivation, please let me know, so that we can make progress together."
Li Chengfeng's arrangement invisibly connected Kong Xian's path of cultivation closely with Li Chengfeng, like a system upgrade on Earth. It seemed convenient, but in fact, it contained profound meaning.
He cleverly bound Dizang Temple to himself, so that Kong Xian had to rely on his help in seeking further advancement.
Kong Xian was extremely happy. He knew in his heart that he could not do without Li Chengfeng's help.
However, he had no complaints about this. After all, apart from Li Chengfeng's formation totem path, he had not found any other way worth doing this.
This is undoubtedly an improvement for Dizang Temple.
Wu Ming made a suggestion to the old abbot Kong Xian regarding the thorny issue: "Master, now that you have recovered, why don't you take over the position of abbot?"
Kong Xian replied with a smile, "After years of contemplation and understanding of Buddhism, I no longer have the heart to serve as abbot. It is more appropriate for you to continue to serve."
Abbot Wu Ming nodded helplessly. At this moment, the demonic energy in his chest surged, and a head protruded, which was the demonic monk Wu Mo.
He said to his master, "Master, that's great, you have also recovered. Our Dizang Temple's strength can be improved to a higher level.
All of this is thanks to little friend Li Chengfeng. How should we repay his kindness?"