Master of the Xuanyin Sect of Mount Shu

Chapter 8 The Demon Corpse Yang Li
Guan Minghui picked up Yang Li's body, turned his head around, and bit down on the carotid artery on the other side.

This time, he regurgitated the Taiyin essence blood from his body and injected it into Yang Li's body.

After filling it, he reached out and pressed his hand on Yang Li's chest, injecting a stream of profound Yin energy. This energy brewed within Yang Li's heart, gushing forth like a spring and spreading throughout his meridians.

After a moment, Yang Li opened his eyes and found himself lying on the hard rocky ground.

He sat bolt upright: "I...I'm not dead?"

“Of course you were dead, but I’ve brought you back to life.” Guan Minghui looked at him with great interest. “To be precise, you’re now neither dead nor alive; you’ve become like me—a demon corpse!”

"A demonic corpse?!" Yang Li quickly focused his mind and looked inward, discovering that changes had indeed occurred within his body.

"Didn't you say that good and evil cannot coexist, and that I am a demon corpse, to be killed by everyone who sees me? Now that you have become a demon corpse as well, what are you going to do?" Guan Minghui was very much looking forward to seeing what he would do next.

Yang Lixian didn't believe it, but the Taiyin essence blood was different from normal human blood. It was like thorny brambles twitching inside his blood vessels, and his internal organs felt like they were being constantly pierced by ice spikes and needles of all sizes.

His heart was in particular, where the pain was the deepest, and the spasms and twisting caused him unbearable agony!
Soon, his skin began to glow with an increasingly intense bluish hue, and his pupils turned completely emerald green.

"If you want to alleviate your pain, become my disciple and I will teach you the Profound Yin Soul Refining Technique. Otherwise, you must drink fresh blood. Otherwise, your body will become increasingly stiff, and eventually you will become a mindless, blood-sucking zombie."

"Don't even think about it!" Yang Li gritted his teeth and spat out these words, supporting himself with his left hand on the ground and summoning his flying sword by making a sword incantation with his right hand.

His sword had long been suppressed by Guan Minghui with the Xuan Yin Banner, but it still retained its spirituality. Although it was wrapped in strands of black energy, it continued to shine brightly.

Previously, when Yang Li summoned the sword by making hand seals, the sword would respond with a trembling sound. However, this time, the sword was filled with the essence of Taiyin blood and had lost the immortal true energy cultivated for three years. No matter how Yang Li summoned it, the sword did not respond at all.

His face turned ashen, his eyes filled with pain and despair.

Guan Minghui saw through his intention: "Do you want to commit suicide? I have already used the Xuan Yin Body-Capturing Technique to remotely imprison your primordial spirit on the Xuan Yin Banner."

Whether you commit suicide or are killed by someone else, even if you are thousands of miles away, your soul will automatically come to me to report, and in the end, you will end up like them.

He pointed to the mandrill and bear on the banner.

Sensing their master's will, the two malevolent spirits stirred up black energy, baring their fangs and claws, and ferociously spewing out streaks of black mist.

Yang Li pressed hard against his chest, his features contorted in pain, and cried out, "What a vicious fiend!"

Guan Minghui didn't like hearing this: "How am I malicious? I'm quietly cultivating and nourishing my body here, and you're the one who came to me."

Not only did you cut down the spirit tree I used to practice my skills, but you also tried to kill me the moment we met. I've already shown you immense mercy by allowing you to continue living in this way!

Yang Li was in unbearable pain, her body curled up into a ball, the bluish aura under her skin grew thicker and thicker, and her teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.

Guan Minghui asked, "How about it? As long as you become my disciple and cultivate my Profound Yin Soul Refining Technique, you will not only be able to immediately relieve your pain, but also master more powerful supernatural abilities and spells than before."

Yang Li ignored him and rolled to the side, trying to get even further away from him.

Guan Minghui sneered: "Heh, let's see how long you can hold out!"

After saying that, he lay down on the stone bed and began to cultivate silently.

When he sat up again, it was past 5 PM.

Looking at Yang Li again, he was curled up on the ground, motionless. He was drawn to the stone bed from a distance and found that his body was stiff as iron and he had no breath.

This kid would be a high school student in modern times. He's not that old, but he's so tough!
Guan Minghui knew the suffering Yang Li had endured, which was no less severe than the "Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Destroying Bones and Transforming Form" torture that the Long-Browed Immortal had prepared for him.

He was locked up here with no way out but to endure it. Yang Li could have stopped suffering if he had just bowed down to him. His perseverance was admirable.

He placed one hand on Yang Li's chest and the other on the space between his kidneys, releasing the profound Yin energy of heaven and earth.

Soon, Yang Li's body became supple again, her heartbeat returned, and she was breathing through her nostrils.

Yang Li obtained the Taiyin essence blood that Guan Minghui had painstakingly refined, so he was not easily killed. Although he had become a zombie, he was not dead. His body could not move, but his consciousness still existed.

He felt as if he were having a nightmare, standing in a frozen wasteland, freezing cold, with the wind turning into gleaming ice blades that sliced ​​through his body, tearing him to pieces.

The flesh was cut away piece by piece, until only the skeleton remained, and the cold wind blew directly at the broken internal organs.

Just as he was suffering, his skin and flesh suddenly grew back, and the icy blades in the cold wind came again, scraping him once more. At that moment, the icy blades suddenly shattered, the cold wind stopped, and the bone-chilling cold turned into a coolness.

He seemed to see his master, Cui Haike, coming to his rescue in the snowstorm, and his nose tingled with emotion as he choked out, "Master!"

Upon opening his eyes, he saw Guan Minghui's demonic corpse!

He struggled to push Guan Minghui away, rolled off the bed, and was unable to stand up for a while because his limbs were still numb.

Guan Minghui said with a smile, "So you're willing to call me Master now?"

Yang Li was filled with hatred and anger: "I am a dignified disciple of the Sword Immortal, how could I take you, this inhuman and ghostly demon corpse, as my master? I just mistook you for my master from Juping Island in the South China Sea, don't misunderstand."

Guan Minghui was displeased: "Hmph, if you don't want to, fine. Do you expect me to beg you to become my disciple? It's just that the Xuan Yin True Qi I injected into your body can only last for three hours. After that, you'll turn into a zombie."

Yang Li remained silent, stubbornly turning her head to one side.

Guan Minghui calculated that the moon had already risen outside, so he used a black silk cord to put around the man's neck to prevent him from escaping. He then set up the Xuan Yin Formation and began to cast a spell to collect moonlight.

He released a large amount of black silk threads to connect the tree roots. Only trees that are over a hundred years old can have their roots extending deeper than the barrier of the Long Eyebrow Spirit Talisman. Now that these trees have been cut down, the efficiency of collecting moonlight has been greatly reduced.

Guan Minghui patiently used his Xuan Yin True Qi to urge the old tree to grow rapidly, and also connected the old tree with the nearby flowers and plants.

The roots of the plants intertwined, and the branches grafted onto each other, so he cultivated the entire area of ​​plants as a whole.

This is no small project. He estimated that it would take at least two or three months to restore the previous efficiency.

He glared at Yang Li beside him, thinking that when he had time, he would have to teach this kid a lesson and make him work for him to make up for these losses tenfold!
Yang Li was outside the Xuan Yin Formation, where the black energy emitted by the Xuan Yin Banner obscured his view of Guan Minghui's actions. Knowing that he could not escape, he was currently sitting cross-legged in a corner.

He was practicing the immortal techniques taught to him by Cui Haike, and upon trying them out, he sadly discovered that all the immortal essence he had painstakingly cultivated for three years had been absorbed.

Originally, there was a warm ball of Taoist true qi in my dantian, but now it felt like I had poured in ice water.

He followed the original cultivation method to guide and circulate his energy, and soon his meridians felt numb as if he were being electrocuted, and his dantian felt like it was being cut by a knife.

Pain, shock, and despair surged up at the same time.

In an instant, I lost all feeling in my lower body and left arm, which was similar to the legendary "going into a demonic state"!

He quickly stopped practicing and silently recited the mantra for calming his mind, allowing his emotions to settle down quickly.

It took a while for him to regain feeling in his limbs.

Not only can the original cultivation methods be stopped, but many spells have also become ineffective, such as sword control and invisibility.

Thinking that his three years of hard work had gone to waste and that he had become this inhuman and ghostly state, unable to cultivate immortality anymore and ashamed to face his master and senior brothers, he was overcome with grief and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

He wept silently in the darkness, thinking that if he were to die here, that would be one thing, but if he could be lucky enough to leave this place, he would quickly go back to his master, commit suicide in front of him, and then be reincarnated.

As for the demon corpse saying that its true form was captured on the banner, and that its primordial spirit would be captured as soon as it died, I don't know the specifics, but I think my master should be able to solve it.

Three hours passed quickly as he drifted into his reverie, and an extreme chill surged up from the depths of his heart, filling his body once more.

Am I going to turn into a zombie again and enter that icy hellish nightmare...?

"Of the five internal organs, the kidneys are the primary organ, and the Taiyin meridian stores its true essence. Drawing it out, it becomes the Jueyin meridian, and the kidney qi nourishes the liver's spirit..."

Guan Minghui began reciting scriptures on the stone bed, determined to pass on the Profound Yin Soul Refining Technique to Yang Li.

Seeing that he had good potential, they wanted to train him to become a little demon corpse and have him do things for them.

For example, the entrance to the immortal abode from the outside is not closed yet, so Yang Li needs to close it. Also, could we find a way to break the suppression talisman of the Long-Browed Immortal?

Whether he is willing or not is irrelevant.

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