Refining Demons to Become a Taoist: Refining 108,000 Insects at the Beginning.

Chapter 121: Carelessness leads to conspiracy

"Thank you, God of War!" said the high priest Lingyin in a trembling voice.

Chen Ming said, "I am not the sorcerer god you mentioned. I am just a cultivator passing through this area."

"But I am here because of your incense!"

"What do you want? I can repay your favor and untie this incense entanglement!"

The spiritual priest laughed as clear as a silver bell and said in a crisp voice: "You have received the induction of my incense and thoughts. When you come here, you must be the witch god we worship. There is no falsehood!"

Chen Ming was unwilling to argue with her. He just wanted to quickly resolve the cause and effect, untie the entanglement of the incense, and stop it from affecting him so that he could practice.

Chen Ming asked again: "What do you want? Tell me quickly!"

The High Priest Lingyin also saw that Chen Ming did not want to stay for long, and said: "I only have one request, that is, please ask the Witch God to stay here and continue the inheritance of my Southern Xinjiang Witch God Domain."

Chen Ming thought for a moment and said, "Do you know that the spiritual power of the Southern Border Wushen Territory is already shallow and is dissipating, and is not enough to support your practice?"

The High Priest Lingyin bowed his head and said softly, "I know..."

Chen Ming added: "Since you know, it is useless for me to stay here!"

"If you really want to practice, after I have mastered my magical powers, when I leave this area, I can take you all out to practice in other areas outside!"

The High Priest Lingyin raised his head and said, "It is hard to leave our homeland. Our heritage is here and we will never leave the Southern Border Wushen Territory."

"Then I have no other choice." Chen Ming said.

They wanted to continue the legacy, but were so stubborn and refused to compromise. Chen Ming had nothing to say to them.

"If you insist on not leaving, then I can leave you some treasures to help you practice further. In this way, I can break the ties between you and me and go our separate ways."

The High Priest Lingyin laughed deeply, raised his head suddenly, and said, "No need to go through so much trouble."

"Since the 'Witch God' has responded to my summoning method and descended, he can only stay here."

After hearing these words, Chen Ming felt something was wrong.

Inside the temple, mysterious symbols carved on the walls emitted eerie light and were connected to the altar under his feet.

Seeing that something was not right, Chen Ming immediately used his magical powers.

The branch in the bone jade bottle flew out and turned into the Five Emperors Demon Umbrella, which instantly emitted a five-colored divine light and strangled it.

Poisonous smoke from karma and swarms of insects flew out of the umbrella.

In an instant, the high priest Lingyin was killed!

The Five Emperors Demon-Refining Umbrella closed and turned into a tree branch again, falling into the white bone jade bottle.

But Chen Ming's eyes darkened and he had no time to escape, and he fell into a gray space.

"I didn't expect that I was so kind-hearted that I fell into a trap and was tricked by a cultivator in the Contemplation Realm!"

Chen Ming looked at the gray space and couldn't help but laugh.

This place seems to be similar to his own ancient tree cave Taoist temple.

It should have been created by a cultivator from the Witch God Realm in southern Xinjiang, or at least a cultivator at the Guiyuan Realm.

"That priest risked his life to trap me here, and I don't know why!" Chen Ming looked around with his spiritual sense.

“Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist…”

Suddenly, weak calls were heard from the depths of this gray space.

Chen Ming concentrated and was on guard, sensing the source of the calling voice.

After sensing it, he found that the person who made the sound was actually a monk in the state of concentration who was sitting there quietly.

That was a female cultivator in the Concentrated Spirit Realm, deep in the gray space, she had already reached the point of exhaustion, her mana constantly dissipating. She was unable to move, and was on the verge of sitting and dying.

Seeing Chen Ming coming, the female cultivator asked, "Did Daoist friend fall into Nan's trap and be trapped here by the priest?"

Chen Mingcai fell into a trap and was on high alert at this moment.

Although the strength of the female cultivator in the Concentration State was far from being a match for Chen Ming, and she was on the verge of passing away.

But Chen Ming was still extremely careful. Who knew if she had any weird tricks!

Chen Ming looked at the female cultivator from a distance, neither stepping forward nor responding to her words.

The female cultivator saw that Chen Ming was on guard, but she didn't care.

He only cared about himself and said, "I know that I just met you for the first time, so you fell into the trap and don't trust me!"

"But I'm already on the verge of death, and seeing fellow Taoists coming here is also a fate."

"I was originally a casual cultivator in the Eastern Region, and later I accidentally entered this region."

“I have been unable to make any progress in my practice, so I have been thinking about cultivating the method of the incense and fire god.

"When I got here, I saw that there were no cultivators in this area, so I started to have ideas. I was also attracted by the incense and thoughts of the method of summoning gods, and they regarded me as a witch god!"

"I just went with the flow, but who knew that I would be trapped here in the name of the witch god."

“After being trapped here, I finally understood why they did this.”

"In the Southern Wushen Territory, the spiritual power is dissipating for some reason. People can no longer practice, and their heritage is about to be cut off."

"But this space can, and I don't know who created it, absorb the magic power of the monks trapped inside!"

"Then transfer the magic power to those witch god believers so that they can practice with it."

"If you can't find a way to get out of this place, you will end up like me, with your magical powers constantly being drained away, bit by bit, until you pass away!"

After Chen Ming heard what the female cultivator said, he believed most of it.

No wonder the entire Southern Xinjiang Witch God Realm has such shallow spiritual power and not many cultivators.

So that's the reason!
Sure enough, in the gray space, mysterious and strange runes suddenly appeared, generating a mysterious suction force that was constantly draining the magic power from the female cultivator and Chen Ming.

It turns into mist and dissipates.

"How long can their method delay this?"

"You are a cultivator in the Concentrated Spirit Realm, and you can only delay it for a hundred years."

"For a cultivator like me, it just takes a little more time!"

"In the end, the spiritual energy outside will completely dissipate, and their inheritance will still be cut off. Can there still be an endless supply of cultivators, trapping them here?"

"Why are they unwilling to leave the Southern Xinjiang Witch God Territory?" Chen Ming was very puzzled.

The female cultivator sneered: "Of course they don't want to leave!"

"The Southern Border Wushen Territory is their territory, and there are many treasures left behind by many great monks."

"If they go out, the blockade will be opened, and the monks from the outside world will swarm in. Everything here will be divided up, and there will be no share for them."

"Perhaps their inheritance will also be taken away!"

"Instead of this, they might as well just stay like this and survive for a few more years!"

“If they really reach a dead end, they will completely seal the last gap in the formation that blocks the Southern Border Witch God Realm!”

"By then, this area will become a deserted place. The cultivators who enter it will also be restricted in their magical powers and will not be able to use them, just like ordinary people!"

(End of this chapter)