Refining Demons to Become a Taoist: Refining 108,000 Insects at the Beginning.

Chapter 21: Once you enter the vast world
Situ Yuelan spoke solemnly, and Chen Ming's expression also became serious.

"It's not that I don't want to teach you the two Qi-gathering techniques, but I can't remember the specifics. I won't hide it from you either. When I condensed the talisman that day, I realized that I was Situ Yuelan, or I could say I wasn't her!"

It turned out that the Situ Yuelan in front of him was a spirit with supernatural powers in the state of concentration.

She was just Situ Yuelan, a cultivator in the state of concentration, who used a magical power to escape from her physical body after abandoning it, and gained some of Situ Yuelan's memories.

She gained some of the spiritual memories of Situ Yuelan, a cultivator in the state of concentration, and mistakenly believed that she was Situ Yuelan, a cultivator in the state of concentration, but was just injured.

The two are originally one and the same, and they come from the same source. She is the fundamental magical power that Situ Yuelan used to achieve the state of concentration. Now she has only condensed a part of her memory. She is Situ Yuelan's new life, but she also has some spiritual consciousness of her own.

Therefore, she now only knew the names of the two Qi-gathering techniques, but was unable to condense the techniques.

"No wonder you said 'I am not myself' that day. This is the reason!" Chen Ming suddenly realized.

"I am the product of Situ Yuelan's magical powers and part of her memories. Now I am neither her nor herself!"

"If we get our body back, we may be able to obtain other scattered memories, and the magic formula may be able to be condensed!" said Situ Yuelan.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Situ. Since you are honest, our alliance still stands."

Chen Ming comforted her with a few words, and Situ Yuelan felt relieved when she saw that he had no intention of breaking the contract.

"Let's go into the mountains first, find a secluded place, take a short rest, and then we can talk about other things!"

After the two of them agreed, Situ Yuelan still hid in the bronze mirror.

It is not very convenient to travel with Qingling.

Chen Ming simply held the branch transformed by the cave Taoist temple and shook it gently, putting the bronze mirror and Qing Ling into it, and then entered the vast mountains alone.

Chen Ming had been in the Cangmang Mountains for only a few days when a phoenix landed from the sky, surrounded by colorful clouds and mist. It was the fairy in colorful clothes chasing him.

"Have you hidden in the vast mountains?"

The colorful fairy counted with her fingers, but was blocked by the chaotic inspiration of the vast mountains and could not figure it out.

She wandered outside the vast mountains for several days, not daring to go in.

"There's a lot of time to come. I wonder how long you can hide!"

The fairy in colorful clothes chanted a spell, and a colorful talisman appeared and disappeared around the vast mountains.

After setting up the talisman, the fairy in colorful clothes sneered and rode away on the phoenix.

As long as Chen Ming comes out, his aura will be sensed by the talisman, and the colorful fairy will be able to descend quickly with the help of the talisman.

……

Chen Ming entered the vast mountains alone, thinking that the mountains were full of poverty and bad water.

I never thought that there was a mystery in the vast mountains, forming a world of its own.

Between the high mountains and rapids, there are also valley villages and mortal cities, but they are all scattered among the mountains and rivers.

Although it is not as calm as the outside world, it is also quite large.

"I heard that there are not only unorthodox sects but also demons and monsters in the vast mountains. How can there be such a peaceful scene?"

Chen Ming was puzzled, and his mind connected with the Dongtian Taoist Temple, and asked Situ Yuelan in the bronze mirror.

Situ Yuelan said, "It seems peaceful, but wherever there are mortals, there are cultivators protecting them! They are just raising them to produce incense, or making blood and flesh sacrifices."

"It just so happens that I have a feeling that the tribe ahead should have left behind a spiritual object that my body has transformed into. Fellow Daoist, why not experience the customs of the vast mountains?"

Chen Ming sensed it briefly and found that the only strong aura in the tribe was that of the visualization realm. There was nothing that could endanger him, so he restrained his aura, transformed into a mortal, and quietly blended in.

This tribe is called "Minping" and believes in a totem god called "Auspicious Spirit God".

The "auspicious spirit" was cultivating the water grid. This tribe liked blue and green colors, and their clothes and utensils were mostly painted with water patterns and fish scale patterns. When Chen Ming arrived, the Minping tribe was just in time for the market after the grand sacrifice, and it was very lively.

The Minping tribe was not small, and its sacrificial activities were large-scale. It also had several special spiritual objects that attracted people from surrounding tribes and cities to come and trade.

Chen Ming's arrival was timely and not abrupt.

"This Minping tribe has a bit of wildness, but after being educated by the 'Auspicious Spirit God', it has become more gentle and unique!"

Chen Ming admired the architecture, customs and costumes of the Minping tribe.

"Hey, the smell of the tiles in front is so familiar!"

Chen Ming suddenly sensed a few green tiles on a bunk in front of him. The smell they gave off was inexplicably familiar, so he went forward to check.

The owner of the bunk was a teenager. When he saw Chen Ming coming, he stammered, "Sir, feel free to pick whatever you like!"

Chen Ming picked up the green tile and felt it for a moment before he realized where the familiar feeling came from.

It is indeed the material of this green tile that is very similar to the Soul-Swallowing Jar.

This kind of green tiles should have been incorporated when the Soul-Devouring Pot was refined.

Moreover, there are mysterious patterns engraved on the green tiles in front of me.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the patterns on the green tiles are just simple and mysterious.

But when Chen Ming sensed it with his spiritual sense, he found that the pattern was actually a method of refining weapons, but it was incomplete.

"I want these green tiles. How much do you want?" Chen Ming asked.

When the young man heard that Chen Ming wanted to buy it, he became excited and said, "I got this tile from a ruin in the mountains. I just thought it looked nice, but there was a real person practicing there. I don't know how much the tile is worth. If you have any herbs that contain spiritual power, I am willing to exchange them."

"Oh?"

Chen Ming understood what the boy meant in an instant.

The spiritual herbs he mentioned were just some plants that were contaminated with a little spiritual power. They were very useful to mortals.

But to the monks, it is no different from weeds.

Chen Ming has a lot of spiritual herbs in his hands, all of which were nurtured by the spiritual inspiration of Cuiping Mountain. It would not be a loss to exchange one for this green tile.

But on second thought, if I exchanged it with spiritual herbs like this, it might not be a good thing for the young man in front of me.

With a thought in mind, Chen Ming secretly picked up an ordinary herb, and transformed a bit of vitality from the life and death energy of Qingmu, which fell into the herb.

That ordinary herb, after getting this bit of vitality, instantly changed its appearance. Its roots and stems became as green as jade, and its branches and leaves stretched out, flowing with a faint vitality. It was obvious at first glance that it was no longer an ordinary herb.

Chen Ming took the herb and handed it over, saying, "What do you think of this one?"

When the young man saw the herbs, he said hastily, "Yes, yes! Thank you, sir..."

Before the young man finished speaking, a group of people with wavy patterns on their clothes came over, surrounding a nobleman.

The nobleman had "auspicious water patterns" painted on his body, symbolizing his origin.

"Put this tile away. The ancestor is collecting objects with secret patterns like this recently!"

The nobleman pointed at the green tiles on the boy's shop and said lightly.

Someone next to him came forward and took the green tile.

The young man clenched his fists, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, his body was shaking, and he suddenly took the tiles in his hands: "This is my stuff, and this guest has already said he wants to buy it, how can you snatch it!"

(End of this chapter)