The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 155 Teaching the Dharma
On the Chaos Bridge, dozens of young men were shocked and swearing.

Lingbao smiled, turned around, took a deep breath, and walked forward.

Everything around me began to blur, as if I had traveled through a time tunnel. Everything here became distorted, and large areas of the palace disappeared in an instant.

When Lingbao came to his senses, he found a small wooden house in front of him. In front of the house, there was a coffee table emitting chaotic energy, and on the coffee table were teapots and cups.

There, sat a young man in red clothes and white hair. He had deep eyes and a pair of willow-leaf eyebrows like sword edges.

He was like an ordinary mortal, without any aura, and his ordinary temperament made him look like a teacher.

When Lingbao saw this person, he was immediately excited. He quickly bent down and said respectfully: "Greetings, Demon Lord."

Zhong Heng nodded, looking at the excited Lingbao, he wanted to laugh a little, and then said: "Get up."

Upon hearing this, Lingbao stood up and carefully looked at the person he admired the most.

At first glance, that person looked like an ordinary person, but upon closer inspection, one discovered that he was as ethereal as an immortal, and also like a demon who had killed people all over the world.

“The Universe Lake, the Lake of Life and Death, only a person with natural talent can pass through it.” Zhong Heng said in front of the wooden house, his voice was cold and magnetic.

“If you can make it through this road, it proves that you have the qualities of a Heavenly Master, and perhaps you can reach my level.” Zhong Heng said with a smile on his face.

Ling Bao felt it was very unreal, like a dream. It was hard to imagine that he actually met the Demon Lord today, and the Demon Lord even praised him.

"Demon Lord, you are joking. I was just lucky. I happened to comprehend the mysteries of the Lake of Life and Death and condensed the Green Lotus in my Dantian." Lingbao said hurriedly with a flushed face.

When he was walking across the Lake of Life and Death, he seemed to have experienced countless death crises, and he realized a Dharma through the crises.

The nine life springs gush out endless essence, blending with the death energy and colliding with the great laws of the lake of life and death in the outside world.

Finally, a blue lotus was born, reversing the life and death energy and restoring itself.

"No need to be modest." Zhong Heng waved his hand.

Call Lingbao forward.

"I want to accept you as my disciple. What do you think?" Zhong Heng looked at Lingbao with a calm expression.

"Disciple pays homage to Master!"

Lingbao started almost without any frame, knelt down directly, and kowtowed to Zhong Heng to become his disciple.

He came here just to hear this sentence.

Even if you don't accept him as your disciple, you should at least give him a unique martial arts skill, right?
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After accepting Lingbao as his disciple, Zhong Heng took out a large piece of scriptures and asked him to read carefully.

This made Lingbao stunned. This was not a technique at all, but a scripture. It contained the great principles of the universe, the concepts of creation, and the characteristics and weaknesses of various races.

However, the Demon Lord must have his reasons for teaching this way.

Lingbao went into seclusion in the Wanmo Palace. Every day he either read scriptures or studied with the geniuses in the Wanmo Palace.

He was even thrown into the army of corpses and ghosts deep in the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons.

The purpose is to hone Lingbao's ability to save people.

At the same time, Zhong Heng also gave Ling Bao some fairy gold and asked him to rebuild the killing sword.

There are many formations, various killing formations, defensive formations, blood sacrifice formations, etc.
This made Lingbao feel tormented, but also happy.

The resources here are so abundant that they cannot be used up, but one needs to read a lot of scriptures and formation books.

He had not yet practiced those magical powers and secret techniques, but he had gained a new understanding of his own path, as well as the various mysteries of the human body, which he understood one by one.

The Sutra of Delivering People has also been further improved.

Two hundred years later, Lingbao was more than three hundred years old. He had never practiced hard over the years. Every day he either studied various formations and scriptures, or went to the Ten Thousand Demons Palace to fight with various ghosts.

Now, he has reached the sixth level of the Holy King realm.

This is the result of his lack of practice, otherwise he would probably be even more abnormal.

"Master, my cultivation has fallen behind." One day, Ling Bao found Zhong Heng and told him about his situation.

He read countless scriptures and cultivation insights of quasi-celestial masters, supreme masters, and celestial masters. Although it was very difficult, he understood a little bit at a time. With the accumulation of these little bits, his Taoist concepts had already surpassed that level.

"You can go out and explore. I will teach you some killing skills, but you must understand that what belongs to you is yours after all," said Zhong Heng.

He said this because he was afraid that Lingbao would think those killing powers were stronger than his own, so he would not plan to go his own way.

"Master, I understand."

"I will walk my own path, become the supreme Heavenly Lord, and catch up with you." Lingbao had a determined look on his face.

Zhong Heng looked at the high-spirited young man, then smiled, and took out several pieces of killing magic.

Introduce Lingbao one by one.

"This is a magical power called the Demon Sword, a forbidden killing technique created by my master back then."

The magic sword is the sword embryo that existed in the ghost eye back then. It is not a physical entity, but is forged by divine power. The magic sword combines the sword intent of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass and the sword tactics of the Haoran True Immortal.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairy method.

"This is the Nine-Leaf Sword Form, a method used by supreme figures in ancient times. This was created by my master when he was overcoming the calamity, and I am now passing it on to you."

"Haoran Sword Technique, this is a supreme sword technique."

"This is the supreme killing formation. When combined with these sword techniques, it can unleash the power of destroying heaven and earth."

Zhong Heng took out several scriptures made of fairy gold, which were engraved with dense avenue patterns. Those were not words, but avenue patterns.

Even a fool can understand the meaning at a glance.

Ling Bao took the scripture made of fairy gold with trembling hands. He could feel the extremely terrifying sword intent permeating from it.

"Thank you for your teachings, Master. I will never let you down." Ling Bao solemnly accepted those killing powers.

Finally, Zhong Heng passed down his Nine Tribulations Magic Skill and gave Ling Bao a supreme weapon.

Lingbao was deeply moved; he no longer fought alone.

He also has a supreme weapon and is no longer afraid of those families and forces that bully the weak.

Zhong Heng looked at Lingbao's back and fell into deep thought.

This disciple of his is probably even more powerful than in the original book.

In the original novel, he is already considered the number one immortal in the mortal world.

His fighting power is extremely abnormal and terrifying. With just one killing sword, he can chop the Soul Refining Pot away.

His ultimate weapons made many supreme beings excited.

"The method of Nirvana has been studied. It is time to go to Chaos to look for the remaining fragments of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. There may be some Immortal Phoenix magic, or some methods of Nirvana."

Thinking of this, Zhong Heng left some things in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace and took away his Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

What he left behind was his insights from five lifetimes, and was left for Lingbao.

In the following years, Lingbao rose strongly, fought his way into the imperial path, fought countless geniuses, and even the son of the Heavenly Venerable in the forbidden area was born, but without exception, they were all killed by Lingbao.

The corpse disasters in the small and large worlds and the big world were suppressed by spiritual treasures.

He was unstoppable and made a breakthrough every ten years.

At the age of four hundred, he successfully broke through to the seventh level of the Great Sage realm.

He walked his own path, the secret of word formation and the Zhu Xian sword technique.

"What? Lingbao has obtained all the inheritance of the Demon Lord, and the Ten Thousand Demons Palace has also announced that Lingbao can hunt and kill at will."

"Whoever can kill Ling Bao will be rewarded with an immortality elixir by the Ten Thousand Demons Palace!!!"

“Oh my god, is this true?!”

"The Demon Lord has disappeared. Will those supreme beings come out to hunt down Lingbao?!"

"The demon general of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace said that as long as the spiritual treasure reaches the seventh level of the Quasi-Heavenly Lord, the Forbidden Zone Supreme can also hunt it down."

In the following years, countless people were shocked, all stunned and excited.

The people from the Ten Thousand Demons Palace actually didn't care about Ling Bao.

Although everyone knows that this is the unique way of training in the Wanmo Palace, they really don't care.

After all, no one knows how many disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace were killed, but no one from the Ten Thousand Demons Palace has come to seek revenge.

For a time, Ling Bao's name resounded throughout the heavens and the worlds. He had enemies all over the world, but his record was extremely dazzling.

The son of the Heavenly Venerable in the forbidden area was born, possessing unparalleled combat power, but was crushed by the spiritual treasure, killed with three swords, and his head hung on the human imperial city.

He was filled with a murderous aura and broke into the family of a great sage, killing everyone, young or old, male or female.

His sword has drunk the blood of countless geniuses.

He suppressed the corpse disaster, causing the world to cheer and the major forces to grit their teeth.

For a time, there was constant turmoil in the universe.

A new storm is also brewing.

Ps:

Today is a day off.

Go out for a walk, have a drink, play with some girls, then come back and continue writing.

(End of this chapter)