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

Chapter 292 Black and Red Spirit Candle
Chen Ming turned the magic formula in his hand, and a long whip made of ghost fire wrapped around it, pulling the golden talisman in front of him.

The golden talisman fell into Chen Ming's hand, trembling slightly, and wanted to break through the air.

Chen Ming put his five fingers together and exerted a little force, and the golden talisman became immobile, allowing Chen Ming to investigate it with his spiritual sense.

The pool of wax tears next to it, without the suppression of the ghostly fire, quietly crawled to the corner, emitting a hazy flame.

After a while, the wax tear turned back into a white spiritual candle.

Wuzhuzi's true spirit was broken by the golden talisman. Although his vitality was seriously damaged, he still had a glimmer of hope and survived.

Wuzhuzi returned to his original form as a spirit candle, hid aside and silently recovered from his injuries, but did not dare to transform into a human form.

Chen Ming glanced at him and confirmed his guess. The mark of the red lotus between his eyebrows flashed, and the golden talisman in his hand was suddenly covered with magic insects that looked like Mars, making a teeth-grinding gnawing sound.

After a while, the golden talisman turned into powder and was completely eaten by the evil insects.

As the golden talisman was completely devoured, Wuzhuzi's aura quickly faded. Although he still had the strength of a celestial being, he was still a long way from entering the realm of true Dao.

His so-called opportunities were all granted by the golden talisman. Now without the support of the golden talisman, his level of strength was knocked back.

In addition, his true spirit was broken, and his strength is not as good as before.

Grandma Ling saw it clearly and sneered, "Wu Zhuzi, I thought you really had some kind of opportunity, but it turns out that someone has placed a ban on you and cast a spell on you. You are just drinking poison to quench your thirst, trying to catch the moon in the water."

Wuzhuzi had no way to refute, but the golden talisman had already been broken by Chen Ming.

Wuzhuzi's heart became lively again.

"The restriction on my body was created by a master of the True Dao Realm. This Master Chen in front of me crushed it with ease, which shows how powerful he is."

"I have to find a way to save my life now. Just now, Chen Zhenjun crushed the talisman but spared my soul. He probably didn't really want to kill me!"

While Wuzhuzi was recovering from his wounds, he was thinking about how to beg for mercy.

Suddenly I heard Grandma Ling say:
"True Lord, what should we do with the candleless one? Should we keep it?"

Chen Ming said calmly: "He has been restricted, his foundation has been destroyed, and there is no possibility for him to step into the realm of true Dao again."

"He can no longer make any waves, so it's understandable that he stays..."

Wu Zhuzi became excited when he heard what Chen Ming said. It seemed that Chen Zhenjun was a kind person and his ruthless attitude just now was just an appearance.

He hurriedly used his magical powers to transform into a human body.

However, he found that he could not change his form and could only maintain his original form as a spirit candle.

"Leaving his body can be refined into a magic weapon, and his soul can also erase his consciousness, leaving only his spirituality as a magic weapon spirit."

Chen Ming's words were without any emotion.

It was like a bolt from the blue to Wuzhuzi's ears!

I couldn't help but curse: "You devil, what a cruel method you use!"

"I have surrendered to you, and even though I have fallen into this situation, you are unwilling to let me go!"

Granny Ling glared at him and scolded, "How dare you!"

"How dare you speak so arrogantly in front of the True Lord? You have brought this upon yourself!"

The cultivators from the Five Gods lineage also spoke up and started scolding Wuzhuzi.

"When the wall falls, everyone pushes it down!"

"How did you treat me when I was in power? Now you are humiliating me like this!" Wuzhuzi shouted angrily.

Granny Ling said, "What you did before was not good at all. It's just that the same thing happened to you, and you can't bear it?"

Wuzhuzi wanted to say something else, but it was too late. Chen Ming's magic power turned into five flames, which flowed endlessly and condensed into a talisman, which hit Wuzhuzi's true form spiritual candle.

In an instant, Wuzhuzi's consciousness was wiped out, leaving only a trace of spirituality in his original spirit candle.

The talisman formed by the condensation of five flames spread and grew on the spirit candle, turning into complex patterns.

The originally pure white spiritual candle gradually turned into a black and red color, its aura surged, and there was a hint of the realm of truth!

"This……"

Granny Ling and the cultivators from the Five Gods lineage were horrified at the changes in the black and red spirit candle.

Chen Ming waved his hand, and the black and red spirit candle flew into his hand.

"boom!"

The black and red spiritual candle instantly burned up, emitting a hazy flame. Its aura was no less than that of Grandma Ling, a celestial cultivator who had touched the realm of true Tao!

"That is the magical spiritual candle refined by Wuzhuzi with all his strength!"

"There must be many wonderful things..."

"If we can get it, wouldn't it greatly increase our strength?"

"Why do the spreading talismans on it look somewhat similar to the golden talisman that the True Lord crushed just now?"

"Could it be..."

The cultivators of the Five Gods lineage felt both fear and desire for the black and red spiritual candle, and they all wanted to possess it for themselves.

Even Grandma Ling was no exception. She almost couldn't control her thoughts in the hazy light of the black and red spirit candle.

However, Granny Ling had a good level of cultivation and state of mind, and she soon realized that something was wrong with her. She quickly circulated her heart fire to burn away her distracting thoughts and regained consciousness.

"Master, this is..." asked Grandma Ling.

Chen Ming smiled and said, "This is the talisman I refined after comprehending the golden spell just now, integrating the magic formula of the Five Gods, and transformed into the black and red spiritual candle in front of you. Once it burns, it can arouse the desires in the hearts of cultivators and shake their minds!"

The talismans spreading among the black and red spiritual candles are full of ingenuity!
The five kinds of flames generated by the magic formula of the Five Gods lineage correspond to the "greed, anger, ignorance, hatred and doubt" in the world.

The black and red spiritual candles burned, shaking the cultivator's mind and arousing his desire, so that he could continuously absorb the emitted emotions.

The longer the burning time, the deeper the impact on the cultivator. Moreover, when it is not burning or has just started to burn, the aura is not obvious and it is not easy to be detected. It is a good magic weapon for setting up secret attacks.

"After refining this magic weapon, you can also improve your strength to the peak of the celestial being, just like Wuzhuzi before, and get a glimpse of the true way!"

“However, if I refine this Spirit Candle Technique, my foundation will be infected, and I will no longer be able to achieve the True Dao Realm. Moreover, once I lose this Spirit Candle Magical Treasure, my strength and realm will fall. What a pity…”

Chen Ming said with some regret, as if the many wonderful uses of the black and red spiritual candle were useless with such a defect.

But the monks present didn’t think so!

That's the peak of the celestial being, able to glimpse the power of the true way.

As long as you refine a magic weapon, you can achieve it, isn’t it an opportunity!

If the True Lord doesn't care about such a magical weapon, how can they not care?

The true way is difficult to achieve, is this a joke?
If we had this black and red spiritual candle, things would be different.

Below the realm of true Taoism, it is also a top-notch existence, enough to support the continuation of a Taoist lineage, or even a small sect or family.

Let the cultivators who have no hope of reaching the realm of True Dao refine the black and red spirit candles to suppress and protect the Dao and strive for opportunities. As long as a genius emerges among the younger generation and achieves the realm of True Dao, it will be worth it!

For a moment, the monks present looked at the black and red spiritual candle in Chen Ming's hand with fiery eyes.

(End of this chapter)