Beast Taming Ascension

Chapter 48 Demon
At Lin Jing's request, Elder Mo saw that they could indeed easily withstand the pressure, so he also thought of taking them to the Demon Suppressing Tower.

That Buddha had great magical powers, and the Buddha light he left behind had always been an important opportunity for the disciples of the four sects to strengthen their minds.

If Lin Jing and others could obtain it during the Qi training period, it would be of extraordinary benefit to their foundation building in the future.

"Follow me. Our Beast Taming Sect has special skills, and the second generation sect master has a friendly relationship with the Buddhist cultivator. In this Demon Suppression Tower, the Beast Taming Sect's cultivators can resist the pressure together with the contracted beasts and gain the Buddha's light together."

"When the time comes, you can use illusions to resist the power of the demon. Take care of it, and you will all get a chance!"

Elder Mo waved his hand and swept Lin Jing and the others towards Qingtan Peak of the Beast Taming Sect. During the time, Lin Jing muttered in his heart, it turns out that everything depends on relationships. Disciples from other sects have to train alone, but disciples from the Beast Taming Sect can bring beasts with them. This... is great!
The Demon-Suppressing Tower is called a tower, but the entrance is actually a clear pond, which is very hidden.

This period of history was not recorded, probably because people were worried that someone would want to release the demon.

"Who is coming?"

In Qingtan, as Lin Jing expected, the one guarding the tower was not a human, but a demon king.

It emerged from the water, and when Elder Mo saw it, he had to bow and say, "Greetings, ancestor."

"You."

"Grandmaster, I want to send a disciple to the Demon Suppression Tower for training."

"Lin Jing, this is one of the sect's guardian ancestors, Senior Wang Batian." The sect's ancestor who guards the pagoda is actually a huge land tortoise.

Lin Jing saluted immediately.

"Children practicing Qi?" The sect patriarch glanced at Lin Jing and Songyeshu, and cast an impatient look at Elder Mo: "Do you want to turn them into fools?"

"When the time comes, the demon will intimidate you to the point where you lose your mind, piss yourself out, and even lose your soul, let's see what you can do!"

“Ancestor… you have been guarding here and don’t know that Lin Jing is the new generation prodigy of our Beast Taming Sect. He was previously chosen by Dongtian. Naturally, he is confident enough and plans to enter the Demon Suppressing Tower for training during the Qi training period.” Elder Mo explained.

"Forget it, as long as you think it's okay." The old ancestor closed his eyes and didn't want to worry too much. As the pet of the second-generation sect leader, it has outlasted three sect leaders and is next to the pagoda, so it is already very Buddhist.

Seeing that the sect's ancestor agreed, Elder Mo looked at Lin Jing and the others and said, "I forgot to tell you that the Demon Suppression Tower cannot be entered in person, and no real objects can be brought into the tower. Cultivators with too high a realm cannot enter either. This is because they are worried that evil spirits will enter the tower and destroy the seal inside the tower."

"You are about to enter a place where your magic power, spirit, soul, and mind are manifested, which is similar to the soul leaving the body." Elder Mo said, "Your various magic weapons cannot be used inside, but the magic spells you have mastered can still be used."

"I think this should be enough?"

Songyeshu was shocked to hear that his red leaves and bombs could not be brought in, but Lin Jing nodded and said, "That's enough."

As long as "Thousands of Changes" can be used, you can resist the pressure from demons.

"When you are ready, leave your mark on this monument."

The sect patriarch followed the rules: "Leaving a spiritual mark, first, so that I can keep an eye on your progress at any time, and second, if the mark flickers, it means that you are not in good condition. I will immediately call your consciousness back to your body to prevent you from getting lost in the Demon Suppression Tower."

Outside the entrance of the Demon Suppression Tower, there was an ancient stone tablet with nine floors. Upon hearing this, Lin Jing stepped forward and pressed his palm on it. The stone tablet immediately became imprinted with the vague image of a small squirrel. "The interior of the Demon Suppression Tower is connected to the four sects. If you encounter disciples from other sects in it, do not cause any conflict."

The sect's ancestor gave another instruction and then helped open the entrance to the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda. The entrance was within a clear pond with ripples, and it looked like the reflection of a black pagoda.

"Go! You!"

Before Lin Jing and the others could react, they lost consciousness and crossed the line between life and death as if drowning. When Lin Jing and Songyeshu opened their eyes again, they were already in front of a big gate, surrounded by black water.

The huge door was carved with intricate runes and patterns. These ancient symbols glowed with a faint blue light under the dim light, looking mysterious and profound.

"Is this the inside of the Demon-Suppressing Tower?" Lin Jing wanted to take out the mechanical bamboo gun from the storage bag, but found that the storage bag had indeed turned into an ordinary bag, and the hanging gourd could no longer communicate.

Seeing this, the pine leaf rat sighed. It was fine that it was not allowed to use it when it was training in the cave, but now that it arrived at the Demon-Suppressing Tower, its storage bag was still sealed. It couldn't live like this.

It poked Lin Jing and asked Lin Jing to transform into the big Buddha before entering, so that it would feel safer.

"To transform into a Buddha requires too many special effects, and it wastes too much energy." Lin Jing said: "Just become an ordinary Buddhist cultivator."

After saying this, he used the Illusionary Qi to slowly outline a familiar image in his memory.

The Buddhist monk was wearing a luxurious red and yellow robe and a bright yellow monk's hat. He held a golden Zen staff in one hand and a purple gold bowl in the other. He had white eyebrows and beard, and he was serious, stern, and had a gloomy face.

"Amitabha, I am Fahai." Lin Jing said to the pine leaf mouse, leaving the pine leaf mouse confused and not understanding why Lin Jing had such strange images in his mind.

"Let's go." Lin Jing pushed open the tower door, holding a Zen stick, a basin, and Buddhist beads.

He originally wanted to transform into Tang Monk, but that guy had always been destined to be captured by monsters, and he could not resist the monster's power. Even Lin Jing himself had no confidence.

To understand the true essence of the Way of Illusion, you must first convince yourself of it.

This old guy Fahai is good at exorcising demons, he’s the one!
As soon as the door was opened, a gust of evil wind blew out, with a power comparable to that of a foundation-building demon, and it almost materialized, hitting Lin Jing and the pine leaf mouse like a rainstorm.

However, this level of deterrence is enough for Lin Jing, who is protected by the Magic Dao, and even a pine leaf mouse, after so much training, can resist it with its willpower.

The two of them walked in step by step, facing the evil wind. The evil power leaking out from the surrounding walls condensed like ink and soon formed a terrifying snake head in mid-air, revealing sharp fangs and making a hissing sound.

Along with the hissing, countless underground water flows turned into poisonous snakes and climbed onto Lin Jing's body. Although the pine leaf mouse standing on Lin Jing's shoulder was determined and knew that what he saw was an illusion caused by the power that shook people's minds, he didn't even have a flying leaf in his hand and his scalp was already tingling.

From the shoulders...climb up to the higher bald head.

"A mere trifle." Lin Jing ignored the poisonous snakes crawling up his body and walked straight to the innermost part. It was not that he was not afraid of these poisonous snakes, but he could not see these illusions at all. At this moment, he was the conservative monk with boundless magical powers. In the illusion realm constructed by Lin Jing himself, the deterrence of these demonic powers was not enough to affect his mind and make him hallucinate, not to mention causing mental trauma.

Seeing that the pine leaf mouse was affected, Lin Jing snorted coldly and called it a monster. The surrounding sea suddenly cracked and the mountains collapsed. The monster power was dispersed by his magic power, and the poisonous snake in front of the pine leaf mouse disappeared.

At the same time, deep at the bottom of the tower, a huge demon shadow roared: "Damn Buddhist aura, a bald donkey is coming! Damn it! Damn it! I really want to eat it! No! No! This person is a Buddhist, and his magic power is also very deep. He must have a way to unlock the seal of the pagoda. I have to find a way to let him help me get out!" The demon, who had been sealed for a long time, was dizzy and was deceived by Lin Jing's illusion.

(End of this chapter)