Chapter 319: Revenge, Yan Shifan accidentally obtains the spine of creation "Lu family." Yan Shifan looked at Lu Yu, who was kneeling in front of him and begging for mercy. He stood with his hands behind his back and uttered two words lightly. His face looked calm, but only he knew what kind of tremendous hatred was hidden in his heart at this moment. At this moment, the young cabinet minister couldn't help but recall once again the scene in which he was ordered by this man to be beaten in front of old rivals such as Gao Gong, and his dignity was trampled upon and shattered. It was also from that day that he silently swore to the heavens in his heart that he must take revenge and the Lu family must be destroyed. If it weren't for the Emperor's Qiankun Realm that gave him hope, the Lu family, such a behemoth, would have been his eternal demon. After witnessing the scene of Lu Fang's tribulation, the inner demon was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat that day. Because he knew that with his own cultivation level, let alone destroying the Lu family, even if he sought revenge on his enemy Lu Yu, he would not have the slightest chance of winning, let alone a huge super family. In this way, the Lu family will always be a hurdle in his heart. In the long run, as his realm continues to deepen, it will inevitably become a demon in his heart. If he is not careful, he may very likely fall under the heavenly tribulation and turn into ashes when he is trying to overcome the tribulation. However, the emperor could first arrange a heavenly calamity and then allow them to enter the Qiankun realm. One day in the outside world was equivalent to one year in the Qiankun realm, giving him hope of revenge.
Therefore, the Lu family, which would have been his inner demon, instead became his motivation to move forward and practice hard. However, personality determines the style of behavior and conduct. If it were someone else, they would naturally wait until the Ming Dynasty officially invaded the entire world of immortal cultivation, and then take revenge on the entire Lu family. This is what the saying goes, "A gentleman's revenge is never too late." But for Yan Shifan, this was not the case at all. Yan Shifan has never been a gentleman. Naturally, he would not behave like a gentleman. For him, as long as he has the strength, he will retaliate immediately. If you delay taking revenge for one day, your enemy will be able to enjoy one more day, which is cruel to yourself. So after finishing the tasks assigned by the emperor, he rushed back to Lingxu Island as soon as possible. Of course, he was not stupid enough to take action directly on the Lu family's territory, nor did he risk taking action in the big city where he cultivated immortals. Even though there was no one in the city who could stop him, he chose to endure it to be on the safe side. In the words of his father Yan Song, it didn't matter whether he lived or died, but his personal vendetta must not affect the grand plans of the entire Ming Dynasty. Of course, he thought so too. Now, he is going to take revenge! Even though his face showed no emotion at this moment, his heart was already filled with excitement. "Yes, yes, I am the third son of the Lu family, Lu Yu!" Hearing Yan Shifan's tone, which was hesitant but firm, Lu Yu immediately lowered his posture and admitted it repeatedly. He couldn't remember the person in front of him. Of course, he had bullied too many people in his life, and he couldn't remember everyone. Not only did Lu Yu not remember Yan Shifan's face, even Feng San, the servant who was responsible for the action that year, could not recognize him at this moment. "Senior, I admit that I must have offended you somewhere in the past. You can punish me or even cripple me. I can use my innate cultivation, but please give me a chance to make amends." As soon as Lu Yu opened his mouth, he showed his utmost sincerity. Abandoning cultivation and life? To ordinary people, this is naturally a great sincerity, but to the behemoth of Confucianism, it is nothing at all. They have the best resources and connections in the world of cultivation.
Even if his original life is gone, the Lu family can help him transplant a new one at any time, and it can be replaced with a better one! If your cultivation is gone, you can use the best resources again to polish your natal items, and then feed them back through your natal items. And it doesn’t have any side effects. All he had to pay was the pain of losing his life and cultivation. But compared to his own life, what was this pain? "Not only that, I can also sign a Heavenly Dao Blood Contract with you, and I will never cause you any trouble from now on." As he spoke, Lu Yu's confidence slowly returned. "Senior, you should know the status and power of my Lu family in Lingxu Island," Lu Yu paused for a moment, and then continued, "The ancestor of my Lu family is a three-tribulation immortal who is in seclusion in the deep space outside the domain!" "Not only that, my Lu family also has an ancestor in the Mahayana stage, and three people in the Fusion stage..." "The power is not only spread across Lingxu Island, but also across the star world outside the Arcturus." "As long as you promise to let me go, I won't be able to guarantee it from other branches of the Lu family. Of course, there is no need to promise. The branch I belong to will definitely be grateful to you." "Senior will receive an unimaginable fortune. No, not fortune, but compensation!" When he said this, the look in Lu Yu's eyes changed from the desire to survive to confidence. He felt that he could survive today. If he was lucky, he could even pay the money and be done with it. "Besides, even if we take a step back, with your cultivation at the Void Refining Stage, even if you offended me today, I don't think the family would embarrass you for my sake." "After all, the structure of the world of immortal cultivation is that the immortals are scattered and never come out to the world, while those in the Mahayana stage are busy preparing for transcending tribulations and ascending to heaven." "The fusion stage is in charge of the sect!" "The Void Refining Stage is rampant throughout the world!" "With Ning Jay's cultivation level, no force, even a super-large sect, would easily offend him." "I will not fight to the death for some small misunderstanding. Cultivation is never about fighting and killing," Lu Yu raised his chin slightly, leaned forward, and stared at Yan Shifan in a tone that was almost like telling the truth. "Cultivating immortals is about the ways of the world!" "Plus, there is a blood contract guarantee, which provides double protection." "All you need to do is just be merciful and let this guy go like a fart!" "As for everything that happened here today, just think of it as me atonement for my past actions." "It's a win-win situation, why not do it?" After saying this, it can be said that the rhetoric skills of "coercion, inducement, persuasion with reason, and appeal to emotion" were demonstrated vividly. Can Lu Yu, this domineering second-generation rich man, get things done? No, it’s not that he can do things, but in his world, this is the law of his survival. In his opinion, in the entire world of immortal cultivation on Arcturus, anyone who was not of the same status as himself could be considered as a good person, or even someone who was of a higher status than himself. No matter how big a mess he gets into, his huge family background is enough to make up for it all! Seeing that Yan Shifan remained calm, Lu Yu was sure that he had persuaded him. In his opinion, no cultivator could withstand such a series of attacks from him. Wasn’t it just that he had been bullied by himself before?
Now that things have come to this, we still have to look forward, right? With resources, you can always have everything you didn't have before. You can be at odds with anything, but don't be at odds with your future immortal path. How to choose? Even a fool knows it. A casual cultivator who, due to some opportunities, has cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage is, to put it bluntly, just a country bumpkin who has no idea of the immensity of the world! The fact that no action has been taken for such a long time shows that the "resentment" in the other party's heart has long dissipated, and what is left at this moment is just a heart that weighs the pros and cons. He has seen many ants like this! However, Lu Yu's pride did not last long. Yan Shifan's words immediately followed and his expression changed drastically. "Is this your last words?" Yan Shifan's eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking down on an ant that could be crushed to death at any time. Acting arrogantly in front of Yan Shifan? Ignoring the untouchables? Wanting to use the "coercion and inducement" tactics that he was tired of using against him? He would let the other party know how wrong he was. "No, no..." Looking at Yan Shifan's increasingly cold eyes, Lu Yu suddenly realized that he had misunderstood and his performance just now was a joke in the other's eyes. The other party never thought of letting me go from beginning to end. "No! Senior, I really know I'm wrong. Please, just spare my life. I will agree to any condition!" As he said that, Lu Yu began to kowtow. Beside him, Feng San, who had never stopped, was already numb, with the white bones exposed on his forehead. The little monk was still sitting cross-legged on the Zhunian magic instrument, his eyes closed, chanting the Buddha's name continuously. "You don't know that you are wrong, but you know that you are going to die." Yan Shifan didn't want to watch the other party's performance anymore. With a wave of his hand, a huge Dharma hand grabbed him. “Senior, please spare my life…” Almost instantly, the opponent’s ridiculous Jindan stage cultivation was sealed. "Crunch!" The Dharmadhatu's big hand was clenching little by little, and the extreme squeezing of bones and flesh made a creepy sound. "No, senior, don't!" Feng San, who was kowtowing, finally reacted. Seeing that the young master was about to die, he didn't care about trying to shake the tree with an ant, and rushed towards Yan Shifan directly. "boom!" However, almost at the moment he rushed towards Yan Shifan, the terrifying spiritual power instantly enveloped him. Then there was a loud bang, and Feng San, who had the cultivation level of the late Jindan stage, turned into a cloud of blood mist and disappeared. "Crunch..." The horrible, piercing sound continued. Blood continued to drip, and then was wiped out by Yan Shifan's spiritual power in mid-air. Yan Shifan was very smart and knew very well what life-saving tricks these children of big families had. Even if they were killed, as long as a drop of blood and flesh was left, they could be tracked down by the huge force behind them. This time he came to seek personal revenge, and he must not be discovered, and must not cause trouble for the Emperor and the Ming Dynasty. "what!!!" Blood-curdling screams echoed between heaven and earth. "Let me die, ah..." Lu Yu, who was in the Dharmakāya's hand, was now suffering from the extreme pain of being unable to live or die. However, how could Yan Shifan let him do as he wished? In order to make him feel the pain that was worse than death, he used his spiritual consciousness to keep his soul hanging and his spiritual power to maintain his body so that it would not be crushed instantly.
Time passes, the sun sets, the moon rises, and the sun sets again. For three days and three nights, Yan Shifan tortured the pool of rotten flesh maintained by spiritual power in the hands of the Dharmakāya. "Bang!" Finally, at dawn on the fourth day, Yan Shifan, who had vented enough, coldly crushed the rotten flesh in his hand. Looking at the scene before him, Yan Shifan felt that at this moment, most of the evil anger that had been pent up in his chest was released. As for the other half, it can only be fully vented when the entire Lu family is destroyed and all the members of the clan are wiped out. "What a pity for such a magical weapon..." After temporarily suppressing the thought in his mind, he looked at the blood mist in front of him. To be precise, it was the golden color flowing in the blood mist in front of him. When the blood mist was erased by the spiritual power, the golden body was revealed. It was the magic weapon Zhunian. "Amitabha," the little monk's figure flickered in his mind. He slowly stood up, chanted a Buddhist name, looked at Yan Shifan, and said, "Donor, I have the same conditions as Lu Yu. We can sign a blood contract and never disclose this matter." "In addition, if the donor can agree, I am willing to offer a gift that the donor absolutely cannot refuse." "As a way to buy my life." "Heh..." Looking at the little monk in front of him, Yan Shifan chuckled, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "I can't refuse a reason?" "Lu Yu has misjudged the donor," the little monk shook his head slightly and said, "The donor exudes a noble aura." "This noble aura does not come from cultivation, but rather a kind of momentum developed from being in a high position for many years." "To be exact, it's the power of the government!" Hearing the word "official authority", Yan Shifan remained calm, and continued to look at the little monk in front of him coldly, saying indifferently: "You still have ten breaths of time." There were many dynasties in Ziwei Star Region, which Yan Shifan naturally knew. So why was it surprising that there were officials there? At most, the other party would think that you are not from this world. Besides, he had heard too many nonsense from Buddhist monks, and he was not afraid of even exchanging witticisms with them while practicing Zen. As a junior minister of the Ming Dynasty, he began to study Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism classics, medicine, divination, and astrology when he was young. It’s just that he is not as immersed in it as his father Yan Song. "Bones of Creation!" The little monk didn't waste any words. He raised his hand and waved it lightly. The next moment, a puff of golden spiritual mist rolled up, and then pictures began to appear in the rolling spiritual mist. Gradually, Yan Shifan's attention was also attracted by the various things at the origin of the world in the spiritual mist. Of course, if Jiajing and Li Changqing were here at this moment, they would certainly be extremely surprised. It was because the scene presented to Yan Shifan by the little Buddhist monk in front of him was exactly the scene at the beginning of the creation. And the bone of creation he mentioned is exactly the spine of creation mentioned by Li Changqing! "Buzz!" When the image of the spiritual mist froze at the end, the girl's figure disappeared, and her spine was hit by a meteorite and scattered throughout the universe. The golden spiritual mist shrank and then disappeared. "If you get the Bone of Creation, you will have access to the immortal world. Not only that, but you can become an immortal without going through the test of heavenly tribulation. In other words, whoever you want to become an immortal..."
"Whoever does it can become an immortal!" The little monk's tone was gentle and soft, but to Yan Shifan's ears, it sounded inexplicably tempting. Yan Shifan stood there, silent. "This bone is in your hand?" Finally, after a long time, Yan Shifan took a deep breath and stared at the little monk. “Sir, open the passage to the outside world and sign a blood contract with me, and I will naturally present you with the bone of creation.” As the little monk spoke, he raised his hand and wrote a blood contract of heaven in the void. Seeing Yan Shifan's gaze fixed on his own Zhunian magic weapon, the little monk smiled slightly and said: "Don't be impulsive, benefactor. There is only one bone of creation now, and it is just an ordinary bone. It will break if touched!" "I am the spirit of this Zhu Nian. I am absolutely confident that I can destroy myself even in front of a cultivator in the Fusion Stage." "Besides, even if we collected all the bones of creation, it would only be a complete mortal spine." "If you want to make it a true bone of creation, hehe..." As he said this, the little monk shook his head slightly, and the meaning was self-evident. You need to sign this blood contract. "This little bald donkey has many tricks. As a weapon spirit, he recognized Lu Yu as his master. It doesn't make sense that Lu Yu would be reduced to ashes while the other party could still be alive and well, but he survived." Yan Shifan's eyes flickered, and after some thought in his mind, he thought of the origin of the Bone of Creation and the sentence "Whoever you want to become an immortal can become an immortal", and his heart became hot. He admitted that he was moved! "Okay, I agree." Yan Shifan did not hesitate any longer. He waved his hand and forced blood out from his fingertips. Then he used his spiritual sense to sign his name on the blood contract that represented a reconciliation with Zhu Nian. "Buzz!" The moment the blood contract was signed, two copies were made. One copy belonged to Zhunian and was stored in his Zhunian magic weapon. The other copy was swept into Yan Shifan's sea of consciousness by his spiritual sense. "Hiss!" In the sea of consciousness, the greedy and vicious poisonous snake opened its mouth and swallowed the blood contract into its stomach. "Sir, this is the bone of creation," Zhu Nian also kept his promise and took out a vertebra from the magic weapon, "In the jade slip is the secret to open the road to heaven." "However, it will open in an hour. If you force it open, the secret will disappear." "Now, you can open the restriction here..." Zhu Nian sat cross-legged on the magic weapon again. Looking at the mortal spine in his hand and then at the jade slip in his hand, Yan Shifan frowned. He knew that even if he had signed the blood contract, the other party was still on guard against him. However, after thinking of the Heavenly Dao Blood Covenant, Yan Shifan did not doubt it and opened a hole in the space restriction. "Buzz!" Almost at the moment the space channel opened, the little monk slowly disappeared with the Zhunian magic weapon. "What a great spatial magical power you have..." Yan Shifan's cultivation level was at the Nascent Soul stage, and his spiritual awareness was so vast and sharp that he naturally discovered at the first moment that the other party had already escaped thousands of miles away. "Donor, we may meet again. The Bones of Creation have reappeared in the world, and perhaps I am not the only one searching for them in secret." "I have a premonition that one day in the future, this thing will inevitably cause chaos in the world, and even those scattered immortals who have no hope of becoming immortals and are struggling to survive will try to snatch it..." "Then I will come to look for the donor." A gentle, childish voice sounded in Yan Shifan's ears. "Will the Loose Immortals also try to snatch it?" Yan Shifan's eyes flickered as he looked at the Bone of Creation in his hand. "If my Yan family could also train a group of people who are willing to specialize in Loose Immortals..." "Or I can change to become a free immortal..." He thought to himself, and time passed by in a flash, and the restriction on the jade token was released. Yan Shifan also probed his spiritual consciousness into it! "..." (End of this chapter)