Xiao Chenfeng's body also woke up from the confusion, and he was frightened for a while. This Yuan Kong was indeed a clone of a god, and he instantly weaved a spiritual illusion, and even he almost fell into it.

Fortunately, in order to control Master Huang, he practiced the method of cultivating demons and left a source of demons in his body, which protected him after he lost consciousness.

Xiao Chenfeng waved to the black shadow, and the shadow turned into a black light and sank into his body. A black lotus appeared between his eyebrows, looking a little strange.

At this time, the thousand-foot-tall four-sided golden Buddha, with a voice like a bell, said coldly: "You evildoer, you will not put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

As soon as the Buddha's mouth opened, his golden lotus tongue spread all over the sky, sinking into the eyebrows of the person who had just been planted with a demon seed by the black demonic shadow.

At this moment, the blood in their eyes showed signs of weakening, and even the black lotus between their eyebrows was a little unstable.

"Originally, it takes a lot of effort to subdue the sleeping god, but I didn't expect you to show up." Xiao Chenfeng chuckled lightly and said calmly:

"Grow a demon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chenfeng took a step forward, and a black lotus flower swayed under his feet.

He took the second step, and hundreds more black lotuses were born. When he took the third step, thousands of black lotuses evolved, until the fourth step, the fifth step...

Xiao Chenfeng grows lotuses step by step, and the black lotuses sway, their brilliance shines, and their fragrance never fades.

When he took the seventh step, a huge black lotus lifted him up under his feet. He stepped on the black lotus and rose up step by step until he was thousands of feet tall and level with the golden Buddhas on all sides.

At this moment, there were densely packed figures on the ground, accompanied by a black lotus. Gradually, the black lotus merged into the figures, the golden Buddha light was dispersed, and even the four-sided golden Buddha was shrouded in evil energy.

The four-sided golden Buddha looked terrified, and a black lotus appeared in each of his eight pupils. Black magic patterns like lotus slowly crawled out from the pupils and spread to his face, neck, chest, and even his whole body.

Xiao Chenfeng smiled, waved his hand, and with a "stab" sound, the illusion was shattered, and he returned to the stone palace again.

At this moment, Yuan Kong's eyes were tightly closed, showing a look of pain. Centered between his eyebrows, a black lotus pattern bloomed on his face.

Xiao Chenfeng looked at Yuan Kong sitting cross-legged on the ground, and a trace of teasing appeared in the corner of his mouth: "You are seeking your own death."

Yuankong used his mental power to construct an illusion. The densely packed figures in the illusion were all extensions of his mental power. Xiao Chenfeng used the magic seeding technique to plant demonic seeds for all the figures, indirectly polluting Yuankong's soul, thus creating

A demonic seed was planted in his soul.

After a few breaths, Yuan Kong's expression was no longer painful, but very calm. His eyes suddenly opened, he stood up and came to Xiao Chenfeng, fell to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Master!"

At the same time, in the main hall of Tianmen Temple, deep inside the four-sided Buddha statue, in a mysterious golden space, a skinny old monk closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. He was obviously dressed as a monk, but he showed a bit of immortality.

Suddenly, the old monk's eyelids moved slightly, his expression was painful, his eyes suddenly opened, and the void was filled with electricity. He suddenly shouted:

"Who is it? It woke me up from my deep sleep. No, my clone lost its consciousness."

Suddenly, a black lotus appeared between his eyebrows, which made his expression change horribly, and then a cold voice appeared in his ears.

"Grow a demon!"

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist priest's eyes were dull and he murmured: "Master."

Xiao Chenfeng was in a great mood in the stone palace. He didn't expect that he would control Yuan Kong's spiritual deity like this.

Originally, with Xiao Chenfeng's own ability, it was absolutely impossible to plant a demonic seed in Yuankong's soul. However, Yuankong created a spiritual illusion and pulled him into the illusion. Then, with the help of the illusion, he planted a demonic seed in Yuankong's soul.

Demonic species.

The soul of Yuankong and his true god have the same origin. Xiao Chenfeng took advantage of the fact that the true soul of Yuankong was sleeping and used the connection between the two to plant a demon seed in his true god.

The demon seed this time is different from Master Huang's. Master Huang's demon seed is located in the Dantian. Xiao Chenfeng can control his life and death, but cannot control his consciousness.

The demons in Yuankong and his god are both soul demons. They have completely become Xiao Chenfeng's puppets. Every move, every thought is controlled by Xiao Chenfeng, and even Yuankong's memory is controlled by Xiao Chenfeng.

In front of Xiao Chenfeng, he could see everything at a glance.

Xiao Chenfeng opened Yuankong's treasure house, but showed a wry smile. He originally thought that Yuankong, as the master of Tianmen Temple, and the deity himself was a Celestial Master of Tianshi Tao, should be very rich, but it turned out to be unexpectedly poor. He only got some

The spiritual materials for refining weapons, three elixirs and a dozen semi-elixirs, as well as other antique calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver treasures, although valuable, are undoubtedly worthless in Xiao Chenfeng's eyes.

These weapon refining materials couldn't even be used to refine a flying sword, which reminded him of the hematite essence in the volcano outside Yingzhou City.

"Well, if we get the red iron essence, we can make a flying sword." Xiao Chenfeng shook his head.

But what gains can be compared with that god?

With this god, Xiao Chenfeng can refine it into a clone. With this god's clone, he can draw spiritual power from the god's clone all the time. This gives him the confidence to open up the sea of ​​consciousness before stepping into the innate world.

Birth of consciousness.

Opening up the sea of ​​consciousness and giving birth to spiritual consciousness are of great benefit to cultivators.

If mental power is compared to a plate of loose sand, then spiritual consciousness is like a diamond that has been tempered for thousands of times, which can be far away from the human body. If Xiao Chenfeng reaches the realm of Yuanshen, spiritual consciousness can cover a planet, and all living creatures on the entire planet are under his control.

Under surveillance.

Although the mental power can be reluctantly released, it can only be within a hundred meters.

Moreover, spiritual consciousness will be of great help in refining elixirs, refining weapons, refining talismans, etc.

Just now Yuankong created a spiritual illusion, and just by using his mental power, Xiao Chenfeng almost got hit. If Yuankong had divine consciousness, Xiao Chenfeng would be doomed.

Next, Xiao Chenfeng refined all the elixirs and semi-elixirs into elixirs.

He selected some more materials and spent several days refining a bronze mirror, which consumed ten kinds of spiritual materials. The power of faith in the prayer beads that Yuan Kong had given him before was also consumed.

The handle of the mirror is engraved with densely packed golden Sanskrit characters. There is golden Buddha light flowing on the mirror surface, and countless golden "swastika" characters are looming.

Xiao Chenfeng meditated and adjusted his breath in the weapon refining room for a while, then got up and left.

"Master, what kind of magical weapon is this?" Yuankong saw Xiao Chenfeng walking out of the weapon refining room with a mirror in his hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up. This mirror was more powerful than any Buddhist weapon he had ever seen. He

You can feel the majestic Buddha power in it.

"Spiritual Mirror." Xiao Chenfeng said lightly and stroked the mirror surface with his hand. The bronze mirror immediately became simple and plain, just like an ordinary weapon without any charm.

This is the Buddhist artifact that Xiao Chenfeng refined for his expedition to Beimang Mountain. It is called the "Lingdu Mirror". It can restrain ghosts. Even the ghost king who is as good as a Xiantian monk must avoid its sharp edge when encountering this mirror.

One day later, in the main hall of Tianmen Temple, Xiao Chenfeng sat cross-legged at the foot of the Buddha statues on all sides, while Yuan Kong stood respectfully aside.

In front of Xiao Chenfeng, there was a skinny old monk with an expressionless face, his whole body shrouded in golden light, floating in mid-air, but his expression was a little dull. This was the deity of Yuankong, the sixteenth-generation heavenly master Zhang Yingzhong.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Chenfeng couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

He still underestimated Zhang Yingzhao's strength. He didn't expect that after being controlled by Xiao Chenfeng, he would still have the strength to erase all his memories, leaving only an empty shell.

Xiao Chenfeng originally wanted to pry into the secrets of Tianshi Dao, but now everything has been ruined.

Yuankong is Zhang Yingzhao's clone and only possesses a very small part of Zhang Yingzhao's memory.

From Yuan Kong's memory, we learned that two hundred years ago, Zhang Yingzhao's cultivation reached a bottleneck and was unable to break through. His life span was short. By chance, he got a Buddhist god, so he killed himself and became a god.

However, his cultivation was not enough, which caused his true spirit to become unstable after transforming into a god. He separated a spiritual consciousness and took away Yuan Kong. He only left Yuan Kong with a book of exercises and fell into a deep sleep.

"That's it, it saves me a lot of effort." Xiao Chenfeng sighed softly.

If you want to transform Zhang Yingzhao into a divine clone, you must erase his memory, then divide your own divine soul into a divine body.

A few days later, Xiao Chenfeng turned pale, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

In the four-sided Buddha statue, in a mysterious space, a figure sat cross-legged in the void.

If you look closely, you will see that the face of this figure is 70% similar to Xiao Chenfeng. This is Xiao Chenfeng's spiritual clone.

Xiao Chenfeng's spiritual avatar closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness moved slightly, instantly radiating for a hundred miles, and a long-lost feeling came to his heart.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, every move of all living things is under his control. Not even an ant can escape his perception. This is the power of the divine realm.

If Xiao Chenfeng breaks through to the out-of-body stage, he is confident that he can do it with his own spiritual consciousness.

This god is too weak. Since becoming a god, the true spirit has been unstable and fell into a deep sleep. He rarely wakes up and even absorbs the power of faith only by instinct.

However, Xiao Chenfeng passed on to the divine clone a "Dao Shen". Although this "Dao Shen" is a popular product in the Ziwei Star Territory, it is still a powerful spiritual cultivation method that only requires a few weeks of hard work.

If you practice it, you can solve the problem of the instability of your true spirit.

After solving the problem of the god's clone, Xiao Chenfeng returned to his residence. He did not tell Mo Qingxi about Yuankong and the god's clone. After all, this matter involved the "Tianshi Dao", the major sect in the world, and those who knew it were more and more interested.

Less is better.

As for Zhang Qingfeng's death, Xiao Chenfeng pushed this problem to Yuankong and asked him to explain it to Tianshi Dao. As for how he explained it, it was beyond his consideration.

At the auction that day, three people bought the last Xiao Pei Yuan Dan at a high price just to meet Xiao Chenfeng.

At that time, Xiao Chenfeng was just a pauper and needed Mo Qingxi to supply the medicinal materials for his daily practice. Naturally, he regarded money as more important and agreed to their request with the intention of making another fortune from them.

However, the results of his trip to Tianmen Temple were beyond his expectation. Not only did he refine the Earth Fire Array and a powerful Buddhist weapon, he also looted Yuan Kong's treasure house and obtained some spiritual materials and

There are countless elixirs, calligraphy and painting antiques, and even the gods in the temple have been transformed into avatars.

Now, in his opinion, the more than 100 million yuan obtained from selling Xiao Pei Yuan Dan at the auction is not worth mentioning at all, and he has no idea of ​​making another fortune from those people.

But keeping his word is the purpose of his life, and he will never break his promise.

The three people were Master Xu Yuan, Jian Ruochen and an unknown northern woman. Jian Ruochen was dead. Xiao Chenfeng notified the remaining two people to meet at his residence the next day.

At this time, almost all the people in the small town had left, and only the monks in Tianmen Temple remained.

However, neither Master Xuyuan nor the northern woman left.

Just when they were about to give up, they suddenly received a notification from Xiao Chenfeng and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

On the second day, in the hall of Xiao Chenfeng's residence.

Master Xu Yuan stood in the hall tremblingly. Tang Bing beside him lowered his head and did not dare to make a sound.
To be continued...