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Chapter 223, Section 222: The Nine-Headed Dragon King's Sutra for Subduing Poisonous Barriers

violent!

Ferocious!

An unprecedented surge of malevolent energy flooded into his limbs and bones, and for a moment, Li Cunxiao almost had the illusion that he was about to burst.

If the evil energy he had refined before was like streams and rivers, then Yang Ying was like a vast ocean.

He felt as if his mind was being soaked in malevolent energy, completely losing the ability to think. Only all sorts of negative emotions filled every inch of his flesh and blood, every pore screaming hysterically:

Eat, eat, eat!!!

Kill! Kill! Kill!
Rape! ...

It was a powerful urge to possess the entire world, to kill every hateful being, and to defile every beautiful person and thing.

Overwhelmed by such emotions, for a moment he felt that he was no longer a person, but some kind of filthy aggregate of the world.

But the fact that Li Cunxiao could have such thoughts shows that he was not completely assimilated by Yang Ying.

"Vajra!"

Without him having to call out, he sensed the boiling, sea-like evil energy, and the Five-Pronged Pestle unleashed a powerful suction force, like a vortex, first driving away the evil energy from his brain, allowing Li Cunxiao to regain his clarity.

In the blink of an eye, he watched as the remaining five claws on the vajra lit up one by one, as quickly as filling a pond with water with a wine glass, without any of the previous difficulty and slowness.

"What? It's going to be full so quickly?"

The ten makara claws on the vajra suddenly lit up, emitting golden light. Upon seeing this, Li Cunxiao felt for the first time that the vajra's capacity to contain malevolent energy was too small.

Seeing that the ocean-like malevolent energy had nowhere to escape and was attacking his brain once more, he didn't hesitate to use it—

"Bah, break, break!"

The familiar cool air not only brought him a lot of martial arts insights, but also pushed away the murderous aura that was attacking him, briefly protecting his mind.

The Bodhi tree, representing the Longhua Great Seal, grows rapidly, sprouting branches and leaves, and the experience of the six mudras flows like water.

In the blink of an eye, Li Cunxiao was already close to perfection, and even had a vague understanding of the Sumeru Seal that Qi Ci had once used.

But it's not enough.

This rate of consumption of malevolent energy is not fast enough—

"Then let's deduce it!"

With the crisis imminent, Li Cunxiao had no extra time to think; he just wanted to find the fastest way to eliminate the evil energy within his body.

The new deduction function added after the vajra changed from a three-pronged to a five-pronged vajra requires at least five opportunities to break through obstacles at a time, and there is no upper limit.

The more malevolent energy is invested, the more perfect the derived techniques and martial arts will be.

Just as he roared inwardly, the speed at which the Vajra absorbed the evil energy slowed down, and then it transformed into a violent vortex, like the abyss at the end of the world in a storybook, containing the waters of billions of rivers, lakes and seas, falling into an unfathomable unknown place.

Such a commotion immediately alerted Yang Ying.

As a Grandmaster, even an injured one, he was confident that he could easily resolve any schemes conceded by a junior who was merely at the True Form Perfection stage. This confidence stemmed from his strength.

Even if refining the spirit treasure dragon boat would greatly reduce his power, even if he could only use a little finger, he was confident that he could easily crush this junior to the ground like an ant.

Therefore, when he entered Li Cunxiao's dantian, without any delay, he immediately began to search for the Seven Treasures Lotus, which was also very easy to find.

Nezha, with a lotus flower on his head, wearing green robes and a red belt, is surrounded by five demon heads in the lotus pod, radiating divine light.

At the point where the flower connects to the incarnation, three still-formed little figures sway slightly within the Flame-Mao True Qi.

"Seven-jeweled lotus! My Seven-jeweled lotus!"

Yang Ying could barely contain her elation. The black dragon she had transformed into dragged the dragon boat spirit along and charged forward without hesitation—

Boom!
It was as if I had hit an invisible barrier; a real pain appeared in my primordial spirit.

Before Yang Ying could figure out what was happening, she suddenly felt her malevolent aura disappear.

At first, the speed was relatively slow, and the amount absorbed was only a drop in the ocean for the main body. He thought that Li Cunxiao had begun to be transformed by the evil energy and had begun to become a demon.

However, almost in the blink of an eye, Yang Ying was horrified to discover that her original malevolent energy was flowing away at a visible speed, like water being released from a dam.

He tried his best to restrain and control it, but to no avail. He could only watch helplessly as the black tide of malevolent energy flowed away like a river, merging entirely into a vajra.
"You have a magical treasure?"

Yang Ying couldn't believe it, and then jealousy and anger exploded within her:
"You already have a magical treasure?! Why are you still trying to steal mine!"

"Greedy thief! Greedy thief!"

The sharp, venomous voice echoed in his mind, but Li Cunxiao ignored it, focusing instead on observing the dragon boat.

For martial artists, malevolent energy and demonic energy are impurities within their bodies, but for human demons, they are the very source of their existence.

Sure enough, as soon as the vajra exerted its force, Yang Ying's strength was quickly weakened, and the dragon boat's situation was immediately relieved.

The crimson dragon's body blazed with dazzling flames, and wisps of black mist were burned away by the raging flames. This was the spirit of the artifact resisting Yang Ying's infiltration.

Li Cunxiao breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment he had no time to be distracted, because a massive amount of martial arts knowledge and experience had filled him up to the point of saturation, and his brain was already feeling overwhelmed.

On the vajra, the ten makara claws lit up quickly, then went out just as quickly, then lit up again, then went out again, eventually maintaining a strange balance.

During this process, a complete and unique skill gradually unfolded in my mind.

The young war god stood bare-chested, his feet dangling in the air, holding a bow, arrows, spear, and other magical artifacts, amidst the sea of ​​clouds.

The "Supreme Secret Nana Heavenly Scroll" was originally a supreme martial art, but it was already incomplete when it came into the hands of Qici, making it difficult to cultivate to the profound realm.

With the help of a large amount of malevolent energy, the Vajra actually managed to fill in the missing parts.

With countless profound meanings and Sanskrit texts filling his mind, Li Cunxiao could clearly feel that using the completed "Supreme Secret Nana Heaven Scroll" for cultivation was more than 10% more efficient than before.

However, the malevolent energy continued to replenish itself, and the vajra, which had just dimmed, was now half lit up again in an instant.

Taking advantage of this moment, Li Cunxiao glanced at Yang Ying and Chi Long. The former had shrunk to one-fifth of its original size, and its roars and screams now carried a hint of fear.

The latter's head and upper third had returned to a pure crimson red, but the lower half of the neck was still dark red.

"Make the most of everything! I've taken such a huge risk, stuffing a Grandmaster-level demon into my body, how could I possibly stop here?"

"Simply completing the ultimate techniques isn't enough. Only by developing a divine skill that is uniquely mine can my efforts be considered worthwhile!"

In an instant, the light emanating from the vajra shone even brighter, and Yang Ying's wails grew even more piercing. The Dragon Flower Bodhi Tree, the Mahoraga Fire Serpent, the Kurikara Black Dragon, the Holy King Golden Wheel Jewel, the Three-Headed, Eight-Armed Great Asura.
The five "lotus seeds" jumped out of the lotus pod, transformed into five streams of light, and disappeared into the original Nezha.

Layers of radiant light and dazzling Sanskrit characters intertwine and surround it, like a silkworm cocoon, enveloping it.

In that instant, Li Cunxiao seemed to lose all perception of everything, even his own.

My thoughts are completely blank; no, there are no thoughts, no ideas, everything returns to nothingness.

All intentions and thoughts, all mental agitations, vanish completely, leaving only naturalness and the original, innate state.

He saw a seed sink into the earth, and a Bodhi tree sapling rise from the ground;

When the Bodhi tree grows to be ten zhang tall, nine black dragons will "grow" on its branches that are shaped like dragon heads.
These nine dragons, with their black scales and golden eyes, shimmered with iridescent colors. As they grew, they quickly surpassed the original size of the Bodhi tree, resembling a huge canopy.

The ferocious dragon, dissatisfied with being bound by the Bodhi tree, began to shake the earth, break free of its roots, and spew scorching flames from its mouth, burning the Bodhi tree, turning its leaves yellow, and causing its trunk to wither.

But just as the nine-headed dragon was about to fly away, nine golden Bodhi seeds fell from the Bodhi tree, turning into golden locks that bound the mad dragon.

They struggled violently, shaking the vast waters beneath the Bodhi tree;
They spewed poisonous fire, scorching the verdant world.

But it was all in vain.

The golden lock bound the fire-breathing poisonous dragons to the Bodhi tree, and their life force surged into the trunk of the Dragon Flower Tree.

At the highest point of the tree canopy, a unique Bodhi seed is being nurtured and breathing.

A new god or Buddha is about to be born.
Li Cunxiao immediately withdrew from that mysterious, almost enlightened state.

The image in his mind seemed to be frozen on the scene of poisonous fire melting the golden lock and nine dragons circling the Bodhi tree. At the same time, a large amount of martial arts experience and insights flooded his mind, as familiar as if he had read it a thousand times.

"The Nine-Headed Dragon King's Sutra for Subduing Poisonous Obstacles?"

Li Cunxiao frowned. This was also a top-tier martial arts manual, and it had even deduced two more top-tier martial arts techniques based on the five superior-grade martial arts techniques he already possessed.

Logically speaking, this was already a good result, but he originally went there to deduce the divine skill.

"Although this 'Nine-Headed Dragon King Subduing Poisonous Barrier Sutra' is stronger than the complete 'Supreme Secret Nana Heaven Sutra,' it can at most be considered half a divine skill."

"The abrupt end of the previous deduction does not mean that we have reached our limit."

"I can sense that a new deity is being nurtured within the Bodhi tree, so why is it stuck here?"

Only then did Li Cunxiao finally have the mind to observe the dragon boat spirit within his body and Yang Ying's condition. Upon seeing this, he was immediately shocked.

It turned out that only a small section of the black dragon tail remained in the dantian, which was still being refined and absorbed by the vajra. After lighting up the four Capricorn claws, it completely disappeared.

Meanwhile, the black dragon that Yang Ying had transformed into had disappeared, replaced by a black egg, which was held in the mouth of a red dragon whose dark color had not yet completely faded.

However, upon noticing Li Cunxiao's gaze, the black egg emitted a surge of emotions intertwined with hatred and fear, before falling completely silent, emitting not a trace of malevolent energy, just like a stone.

"What is this? Cutting off the tail to survive?"

Li Cunxiao was both amused and exasperated. He hadn't expected that the other party would rather voluntarily return to the state of being sealed by the dragon boat spirit than fight him.

"No wonder the calculation stopped; it turns out the malevolent energy was insufficient."

Just as he was thinking this, the red dragon swung its tail and shot out from his dantian.

Li Cunxiao quickly opened his eyes and looked around. He found himself floating in the clear sky, surrounded by a jumble of gold and silver jewelry, broken pieces of wood and bricks, and occasionally a few secret manuals and bottles of pills drifting past him.

"Am I still in the secret realm?"

Looking around, he couldn't see his two masters. They must have been sent out when the spatial fluctuations were intense.

The Wind and Fire Wheels naturally appeared beneath his feet, and Li Cunxiao was surprised to find that the consumption of true energy seemed to be less than half of what it had been before.

Moreover, the Flame-Making True Qi within the body was no longer in the form of mist or water as before, but rather in the form of plump and lustrous crimson pearls.

When you activate your true energy, the red beads collide back and forth, rolling segment by segment through your meridians, and you seem to hear the sound of pearls falling onto a jade plate in your mind.

"According to the 'Nine-Headed Dragon King Subduing Poisonous Obstacles Sutra,' this can no longer be called Yama True Qi, but should be called Yama Jewel. Its pure and profound quality is almost close to the level of true essence, and it also has many other wonderful uses."

Li Cunxiao was only distracted for a moment before he quickly steered his Wind and Fire Wheels and followed behind the Crimson Dragon.

For some reason, the closer he got to the Crimson Dragon, the more he felt a sense of closeness to it.

When he flew to the head of the red dragon, looking at its fiery mane and huge horns, he couldn't help but reach out and gently grasp them.

Soft, fluffy, and warm.

The completely realistic tactile sensation makes it impossible to believe that this is the body of a spirit.

Faced with Li Cunxiao's actions, the spirit did not resist, but let out a soft cry, which seemed to express its affection and gratitude.

At that moment, a three-dimensional spatial image suddenly appeared in his mind.

Centered on the Qianyang Palace, he had no blind spots in any of the thousands of rooms in the four-tiered palace complex, covering a 360-degree radius.

Moreover, he sensed an invisible barrier in the space, as if he could leave this secret realm immediately by passing through it.

However, when he tried to control the movement of these rooms to create the scene that resembled the red dragon sealing off the heavens and earth, he couldn't move even a single brick.

It wasn't until the man and the dragon arrived at Qianyang Palace, and the red dragon, disregarding Li Cunxiao's advice, kept the black egg that Yang Ying had transformed into imprisoned on the dragon throne, that he finally understood a fact:
Has the spirit treasure recognized its master?

They've acknowledged the Lord, but only halfway.

His current situation is that he can only look, not touch.

Li Cunxiao can freely enter and exit the secret realm and observe every corner of it without any blind spots, but he cannot exert any influence on the secret realm unless he takes action himself.

Isn't the debt of saving my life enough?
What kind of magical treasure is this? It's even harder to deal with than the most beautiful courtesan in a brothel.
"What will it take for you to acknowledge me as your master?"

Upon hearing this, the red dragon let out a low groan, and countless images immediately appeared in the air.

At a glance, Li Cunxiao saw nothing but demons; he even spotted Wen Zhongzi, dressed as a Confucian scholar.

The latter, who was sitting on the ground, looked up as if he felt being watched.

He then smiled.

The densely packed images swirled around in a 360-degree circle. Li Cunxiao finally turned his gaze to the black egg in the dragon throne, seemingly understanding the other party's conditions.

"You want me to remove all the demons from your body?"

(End of this chapter)