Journey to the West Creation Technique

In the dimly lit temple, the priestess opened her eyes, her brows furrowed slightly.

This person's mind platform actually lacks a divine soul. It should be known that the Soul-Controlling Flower needs to be planted on the divine soul in order to achieve a connection of minds.

In short, the demon seed has been planted, and whether it will be successful can only be determined after the host body awakens.

Within the confines of the mind.

Lu Chengjun's primordial spirit slowly emerged.

He looked at the scarlet, malevolent flower with suspicion; its evil aura made him feel nauseous.

This thing absolutely cannot be left on his mind, otherwise he will not be able to wake up.

So what should we do?

The Journey to the West says: Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

The Lingtai is the dwelling place of the mind, and the stone monkey is the ape of the mind.

Now that evil flowers have been planted in my heart, what should I do?

The primordial spirit returned to the Water Curtain Cave, remaining motionless.

Outside the Water Curtain Cave is a constant stream of waterfalls and springs, and these springs represent distracting thoughts.

A towering waterfall rushes towards Lingtai.

When distracting thoughts flood the mind and the primordial spirit is absent, it is something that ordinary people simply cannot do.

Only by cultivating the "Journey to the West Creation Technique" can one possess this supernatural power.

The mind was in complete chaos, with poison being used to fight poison, and chaos being created by mixing different kinds of things.

A torrent of distracting thoughts crashed against the scarlet evil flower, filling the pure mind with them.

Desire, hatred, lust... instantly shattered that evil flower into pieces, turning it into a turbid mass that rushed out of the mind.

In an instant, his mind returned to clarity, and the gloom in his heart disappeared.

but……

There seems to be something in my distracting thoughts.

Distractions, distractions, are ultimately just thoughts.

When he used distracting thoughts to break through the evil flower, some strange and unusual information also flooded into Lu Chengjun's sea of ​​consciousness.

The Goddess Flower.

Demon species.

control.

The natives received power from the gods.

The local people worship a giant crocodile that can overturn rivers and seas.

The practice of worshipping demons as gods has existed since ancient times.

Before the rise of immortality in the Central Plains, it was the same; demons were gods, and gods were demons.

The people lived under the protection of the demon, so they regarded the demon as a god and often sacrificed living people to it.

Later, the immortal path rose to prominence, and powerful cultivators emerged among the human race, slaying gods with their swords.

From then on, there were no more gods in the Central Plains, only monsters.

The Southern Desolate Continent is located in a wild and untamed place.

The local people here lived before the Investiture of the Gods war.

The priestess planted a "demon seed" in herself, turning herself into her "human slave."

These natives used "demon seeds" to control the demon beast "feathered dragon," turning it into something like a hunting dog.

As for the method by which the locals suddenly scared away the Feathered Dragon halfway through the journey, it was by borrowing the aura of the gods.

Having understood all the causes and consequences, the next step is awakening.

They must awaken and demonstrate their value.

A worthless, unawakened outsider is either a sacrifice to the gods or tonight's minced meat.

The primordial spirit can be awakened upon returning to the Spirit Platform.

wake up!

wake up!

Wake up!

……

Inside the temple, Lu Chengjun, who was unconscious, trembled slightly at the fingertips, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

The surroundings remained dark, with the priestess hidden in the shadows.

The flickering flames made the woman with feathers adorning her head appear both eerie and solemn.

Lu Chengjun slowly stood up; his hands and feet were no longer bound.

He looked around warily, his gaze settling on the priestess.

The priestess Amiya looked Lu Chengjun up and down.

The slave in front of me had an unusually shrewd look in his eyes.

Could it be that the magic bestowed upon me by the gods has failed?!

My apologies!

Amiya repented in her heart, realizing that she should never have doubted the great God.

She commanded from her superior position with an unquestionable tone: "You lowly slave! Come, perform the sacrifice, kiss my toes, and pledge your allegiance to my master."

Amiya speaks clearly, though she speaks in a local dialect.

If Lu Chengjun were completely controlled and enslaved, then he would be able to clearly understand the meaning of these words.

However, the Soul-Controlling Flower on the Spirit Platform had been completely destroyed by distracting thoughts, and he could only barely understand the meaning of a few words.

"Gibberish, kiss, hurry up!"

Now that we're trapped in the tiger's den, fighting back will surely lead to our death.

Lu Chengjun steeled his resolve and decided to take the gamble.

Before the priestess could give another order, Lu Chengjun suddenly leaned forward and, catching her off guard, kissed her cool lips deeply.

In the dimly lit temple, the candlelight suddenly flickered.

"What the hell are you doing, kissing me like that?!" the priestess blurted out in her native tongue, waving her hand to strike. Lu Chengjun raised his arms to defend himself.

That force?

Something's not right!

This is the strength of an ordinary woman.

The indigenous people's power comes from the blessings of the gods.

The gods gave them two powers that they needed to survive.

First, there is divine power, which is the aura of the Demon King. Any native can use the aura of the Demon King to frighten other lesser demons.

Secondly, there are demon seeds. When the natives frighten other lesser demons, they can plant "Soul-Controlling Flowers" in the lesser demons' souls, thereby enslaving them.

Apart from that, the Turen (local people) are just ordinary people.

They don't understand cultivation.

Even the priestess in front of me only possesses these two powers.

Perhaps the demonic species she possesses is even more powerful, capable of enslaving humans.

But so what?

She was a high-ranking priestess in her tribe, she didn't need to fight, and she had no "slave beasts".

This match is between mortals, and specifically, between men and women, one-on-one.

Local advantage!

There is absolutely no need to only defend and not attack.

Snapped!

Lu Chengjun slapped the priestess across the face.

Shift from defense to offense.

The priestess was stunned; she had summoned the only ferocious beast she controlled.

"Meow!" A tabby cat from the Middle-earth suddenly pounced on Lu Chengjun.

"Get lost!" Lu Chengjun kicked the tabby cat away with a side kick.

Kittens are ultimately just pets, not monsters, and are definitely no match for a normal adult.

Lu Chengjun grabbed the priestess's hair and yanked it hard.

The woman spun around and crashed heavily against the stone wall, her head bleeding profusely.

"You want me to kiss you? I'll kiss you! What more do you want?!" Lu Chengjun raised his fist and punched without regard for the consequences. Every punch landed hard.

Forget everything else, beat them to death!

"Gods, grant me strength!" the beaten priestess suddenly cried out, raising her hand.

Inside the temple, the eyes of the Crocodile God statue suddenly emitted a dark red light, and the tabby cat that had been kicked away suddenly arched its back, bristled its fur, and let out a shrill shriek.

Lu Chengjun was also thrown back by a strange force.

It's over, it's over.

I originally thought this priestess was just an ordinary woman, but I didn't expect her to have divine power.

A strange rune flashed in mid-air, an invisible demonic power exploded, and the entire temple suddenly lit up with an eerie green light.

Lu Chengjun felt a strange force pressing down on him, making him unable to move.

The green light surged and then contracted sharply, freezing both figures in place.

The tabby cat collapsed, then rose again, standing up like a human. The kitten spoke in human language: "I'm going to kill you!"

"Meow!" The priestess let out a meow and actually lay down on the ground like a kitten.

The tabby cat was shocked; its pupils dilated in disbelief.

The spell failed!

The gods have indeed abandoned themselves and their people.

"Awoooooo..." The kitten wailed and cried uncontrollably.

Lu Chengjun instinctively reached out to stroke her back, using a professional cat-petting technique: "Um...did you and a kitten swap souls?"

The kitten couldn't understand.

Lu Chengjun asked again in broken local dialect, "Gugu ga ga, did you and the kitten swap souls?"

The kitten raised its head and sobbed, "Yes, the forbidden technique went wrong."