Passive Cultivation of Techniques: Training to Become Buddha in a Demonic Sect

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is far away.

Lu Li walked for a long time before rushing to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion after dark.

"Stop, token!"

As soon as he stepped into the front yard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, a serious voice rang directly in Lu Li's mind.

At the same time, strong oppression like a mountain shrouded his head.

This is a stronger Reiatsu than a real ghost!

Lu Li didn't dare to neglect, and quickly took out the martial art jade pendant given by the real ghost.

Hum.

The martial art jade pendant trembles and emits a bright light.

Afterwards, the stern voice sounded again: "Entrance disciples can only enter the first floor of the Buddhist scripture pavilion. If you enter the second floor without permission, you will kill you without mercy."

"The disciple obeyed."

Lu Li put away the jade pendant and bowed his hands.

Then, he walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

There are many people in the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion.

But it's quiet.

Lu Li walked cautiously, bowing slightly, not daring to look at people.

These are cruel cultivators who kill people without blinking.

In the Demon Sect, the Yinming Ghost Sect is not in the top five in terms of strength, but in terms of cruelty, the disciples of the Yinming Ghost Sect are definitely in the top three.

If they don't agree, they will kill people directly.

Therefore, the low-powered Lu Li dare not provoke anyone.

Fortunately, the ghost disciples who came and went did not seem to care about him as an ant.

Soon, Lu Li walked to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

It is said to be the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but in fact, it is a thirty-three-story black stone huge building, which is very magnificent, reaching into the sky and into the clouds, connecting the stars and the moon.

Around the Buddhist scripture pavilion, there were flashes of black light and white light.

This is the formation.

Once there is any change and the formation is activated, the Yuan Ying monk will be killed instantly.

What's more, there are old monsters at the level of transforming gods hidden in the Scripture Pavilion.

Lu Li held his breath, raised his foot, and stepped into the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a gray-haired old man sitting by the door, resting with his eyes closed.

There is also a necklace of human skulls on the neck.

Lu Li didn't dare to look more, so he hurriedly walked over and started looking for magic on the bookshelf on the first floor.

The first floor is very large, more than three miles long and wide.

There are also many people.

Most of them are disciples in the Qi refining and base-building period.

Lu Li, the first-level Qi refiner, was not conspicuous among the crowd.

He was very serious and looked at the jade slips one by one.

"The White Bone Lotus Heart Art requires living human bones... not suitable."

"Blood snake magic pupil, you need a hundred pairs of eyes...not suitable."

"Heart Demon Sword, you need to pick up the yin and evil spirits, cultivate into the heart and lungs, swallow and raise the sword, hey this is good...50 years of Xiaocheng? Forget it.

…

Lu Li looked all the way, frowning and tightening.

Worthy of being a magic sect.

The tens of thousands of exercises collected on this floor are all magical exercises. They are not meant to draw human eyes or bones and blood energy. They are very evil and fierce.

Even some magic powers for forging bodies that are similar to the golden bells and iron cloth shirts require the infusion of human blood and ghost energy.

After picking it for a long time, there is no suitable one!

It's hard to find a few books that can be practiced, but they range from 50 years to hundreds of years.

Even if he has a plug-in, I am afraid it is too late.

He only has one month left!

Lu Li's face was a bit ugly.

However, he still did not give up and continued to search.

I don't know how long it took, he came to the last bookshelf, reached out and picked up a piece of jade slip, and began to look at the small seal engraved on it.

"Four eclipse magic skills, eclipse the heart... not suitable."

Lu Li glanced at it and put it down.

Then pick up the next piece of jade slip.

Pick up, put down.

Pick up, put down.

Pick up, put down.

…

When he put down the last piece of jade slip, his face was darkened to the bottom of the pot.

There are more than 10,000 magic skills on the entire first floor, and there is really no one that suits him!

Is it true that you can only wait to die now?

"Boy, you are so picky, you can't even look at the magic power of this level?"

Suddenly, a sound like a bell sounded beside him.

Lu Li turned his head and took a look.

It was the white-haired old man wearing a human skull necklace, more than two meters tall, with fierce eyes, like a giant man-eating bear.

At first glance, he is a master.

Moreover, how can it be ordinary people who dare to guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?

Lu Li pursed his lips and replied: "The disciple doesn't dare. The disciple just wants to choose a method that suits him."

"Huh? I think you have good aptitude, and all the exercises here are suitable for you! Why don't you choose?"

The white-haired old man asked condescendingly.

"Uh... these exercises are good, but the disciple wants a magical exercise that is not so bloody, does not need to collect human blood and bones, and does not vampire energy to practice."

Lu Li explained.

"Joke! My Yin Ming Ghost Sect is the Demon Pope Sect. I don't kill people or raise ghosts. What a Demon Sect! You kid, you don't want to practice this kind of magic? Say, are you an undercover agent sent by the right way? !"

The white-haired old man shouted.

This body sounded like a thunderstorm.

The eardrum of the land carp almost cracked.

The strange thing is that the white-haired old man roared so loudly that the Ghost Sect disciples around him didn't seem to hear him.

It's an enchantment!

The one who can lay down the enchantment at will, at least the golden core.

At this time, Lu Li came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "This elder, have you ever seen such a bad decent undercover? If I am really undercover, I am afraid that by the end of the month, I will be killed by my master."

"There is also some truth."

After listening, the white-haired old man nodded and turned to leave.

At this moment, Lu Li gritted his teeth, took a step forward, stopped the way, and asked, "This elder, I don't know if you have any exercises suitable for the disciple's cultivation. Can you reward the disciple with a copy?"

"Ok?"

The white-haired old man condensed his eyes.

The pressure of mountains and mountains was immediately suppressed.

Lu Li only felt that his shoulders seemed to be carrying a mountain, and he was about to be crushed into meatloaf.

However, he still clenched his teeth and did not take a step back.

Suddenly, the pressure loosened, and the white-haired old man admired: "Okay! The old man sees that you are a little tough, so he will give you a copy, but if the law is not passed lightly, the old man will have to test you!"

Lu Li looked overjoyed, and said: "Please test the elders."

"Okay! Old man, let me ask you a question." The white-haired old man touched the human skull on his chest, muttered for a while, frowned and asked, "Toad, can you eat swan meat?"

Ok?

This question has profound meaning.

Lu Li heard it all at once.

"Quick answer!"

The white-haired old man urged dissatisfiedly.

"can!"

Lu Li replied with his eyes rolled.

"Huh? Toad can really eat swan meat?"

The white-haired old man's eyes began to shine.

"Really. However, all the toads eat are swans shot by others." Lu Li replied honestly.

Hearing this answer, the white-haired old man's face instantly turned black into charcoal.

A faint green light flashed above his head.

"I wonder if the disciple has passed the test?"

Seeing that the old man's face was not good-looking, Lu Li asked cautiously.

"Humph! You passed!"

The white-haired old man's face sank, and with a big hand, he grabbed two jade slips and threw them over.

"Elder Xie."

Lu Li looked overjoyed, and quickly caught up and thanked him.

"This is the technique that the old man obtained by beheading two Yuan Ying before, and I have given it to you! Go away! The old man's good mood for a day has been destroyed by you!"

After speaking, the white-haired old man waved his hand with a dark face.

call.

A gust of wind blows.

The sky is spinning around.

With a bang.

Lu Li fell from the sky to the ground.

When he got up and took a look, he found that he had directly returned to the peak of the real ghost.

At the foot of the mountain is his own cave.

Did you say something wrong just now?

Lu Li was a little puzzled.

However, he didn't care anymore. With excitement, he ran all the way to the foot of the mountain and got into his cave.

He took out the jade slip and looked at it, and he knew the name of the exercise:

"Zixia Lianri Zhenjing".

"King Kong Jue".