Chapter 0439: Transformation Into a Demon

The Taoists are indeed more resistant to the demon-transforming pills. During the more than ten days of torture, they rarely lose their composure. If they hadn't described the various symptoms in their bodies, it would be difficult for outsiders to find that they were suffering from inhuman pain. However, the Taoists have almost no chance of survival in the process of demon transformation, just like those with the healthiest bodies who have never had a headache or fever for decades, but occasionally caught a cold and lost their lives.

The six Taoists summarized some similar rules with their own personal experience and life. For example, the inner elixir is the most affected in the process of demon transformation. Its rotation speed slows down significantly. After one day or ten days, the inner elixir begins to have a clear tendency to solidify.

Although the process of forming the inner elixir is called "condensing qi into elixir", it is not a physical object in the lower dantian. It will only condense into a light yellow sphere the size of a pigeon egg when it is spit out of the body and contacts the air. After taking the demon-transforming pill, the inner elixir begins to solidify in the body, and there is a tendency to grow larger. Moreover, it wants to leave the lower dantian, but the direction is not fixed.

A Taoist priest speculated that the solidification and expansion of the inner elixir was a transformation into a demon elixir. It wanted to leave the lower dantian and combine with a certain part of the body to become a real demon elixir. On the fifteenth day of being forced to take the demon elixir, this speculation was confirmed. The two Taoist priests finally lost control of the inner elixir. One moved to the top of the head, broke through the skin, and turned into a pair of animal horns. The other swam to the arm and turned the fingers into five claws.

But this process was not completed. The animal horns and claws had not grown completely before the two Taoist priests fell to the ground and died. After their death, the inner elixir slowly returned to its original state, but it did not return to the lower dantian, but condensed into pale yellow balls on the top of the head and the palm of the hand.

Another common feeling of the six Taoist priests was that they could breathe the unclean air at will, and they did not feel suffocated, but felt comfortable. The effect of the unclean air on the demon elixir was similar to the function of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to polish the inner elixir, but the Taoist priests were unable to perform most of the spells due to this, and they felt hungry for many years.

The Taoists' performance was not obvious because they were good at controlling various senses, but on the fifth day of the transformation, they worked together to kill a deer. They couldn't wait to share it when it was half-cooked. Afterwards, they still felt hungry. The more unclean air they inhaled, the more obvious their hunger became.

But after the seventh day, the Taoists successfully overcame the strong hunger by long-term visualization.

There was another common point, which the Taoists didn't say much, but all six of them mentioned. They all had auditory hallucinations and often felt that something was ringing in their heads. Taoists had consolidated various senses when they opened their seven orifices. Unless they were affected by magic, they would never have hallucinations, but they all heard non-existent sounds. Other senses were not affected, and their vision, taste, etc. were all normal.

The six Taoists finally concluded that the demon pill could be removed. If they had not fallen into the blood sea formation at the beginning and their magic power was restricted, they could completely force the demon pill out. But once the transformation process began, the enemy the Taoists had to deal with was the inner elixir itself, and everything became a dead loop and could never return to normal.

They all tried the technique of breaking the pill, but no one could complete it. The inner pill was impure, and the heart of Taoism became unstable in the painful torture. The gap between them and the requirements of breaking the pill was getting bigger and bigger.

"Breaking the pill is too difficult. Even if we didn't take the demon pill, we probably couldn't do it. Maybe the Taoist priest who was infused with spirits could stop the demon transformation process, or maybe some pills could help. We speculate that the most important ingredients of the demon pill are probably the special demon pill and some demon relics. The best healing herbs should be Xinghua Feiying and Dinghai Lingchong, but they must be taken early."

The burly Taoist priest from Zhaoshan came from the alchemy department. This was the last memory he left. After that, it became more and more difficult to cast spells. He could no longer inject memories into the Concentrated Spirit Orb.

Xinghua Feiying is the seed of the Wangshan Nebula Tree, and Dinghai Lingchong is a precious medicinal material special to the seabed near Zhaoshan. The burly Taoist priest has both. He tried various medicines he carried with him, and finally confirmed that these two were effective, but it was too late.

Mu Xingqiu put away the Concentration Orb. These memories are very important, but there is the content he wants to see most now. Yang Qingyin refused to remove the memory and left with the love tribulation. She didn't want others to see her pain. The six Taoists did not stop her. They conducted some analysis and believed that the love tribulation had a significant impact on the process of transformation. As for whether this impact is ultimately good or bad, and whether other Taoist tribulations have the same effect, they don't know.

Yang Qingyin has not yet completed the last step of the transformation process, so everything is still unknown, but she did remove an important memory. She remembered Pang Shan and her parents and relatives, but she forgot Mu Xingqiu, and she was so thorough that she saw him as if she saw a stranger. As far as Mu Xingqiu knew, the spell of removing memory could not be cast by oneself. After taking the demon pill, Yang Qingyin had to fight against the transformation of the inner elixir with all her strength, and it was even more impossible to cast a spell on herself.

What happened to her after leaving the six Taoists? Why did she prefer to be a spirit monster after removing part of her memory? Mu Xingqiu didn't find any clues.

He raised his head and looked around casually, and found that the sky was already covered with dark clouds. It was not long after noon, but the sky seemed like dusk. The sound of dense raindrops came from the northwest, and was rapidly approaching his location.

This will be a storm, without any Taoist magic or sorcery, but pure natural power.

The rain poured down, and Mu Xingqiu first smelled a faint earthy smell, and then was hit hard by the heavy rain.

The rain came and went quickly, and it cleared up soon after. Mu Xingqiu didn't care that he was soaked. He raised his sword and flew towards the valley where the spirit monsters had gathered.

The spirit demons and demon soldier prisoners were gone, leaving behind many scattered armors and weapons. They were moving to the north. Mu Xingqiu was about to speed up the pursuit when he discovered that there was another living creature in the valley.

A pure black brocade-tailed horse walked slowly among the animal bones and horns. Occasionally it would be interested in something and would fiddle with it with its front hooves. Its hind legs were not very flexible and its steps were slow and heavy. It was obviously very old.

It wasn't until Mu Xingqiu landed in front of it that the black horse noticed his presence. It was startled and stopped suddenly. In an instant, it showed some of its youthful strength and agility. Soon its ears were drooped and covered with spots. Its lips moved, and its incomplete teeth collided lightly. After a while, Mu Xingqiu realized that it was speaking human language in an indistinct voice.

"...It's not him, it turns out to be you, and you haven't changed. Human, what's your name? Mu... Mu Xingqiu, what are you doing here? Are you going to cut off my tail? Or do you still want me to be old?" Bones? If you are willing to wait, I will fall in front of you before long."

Black Horse was once the leader of the Jintail Horse Group. Although he is old, as a spiritual beast, he will not be so weak, not to mention that he has successfully transformed into a demon.

"I'm not here to steal things, I want to save people. How did you become like this? Why don't you stay with other spirit monsters?"

Black Horse shook his head gently. After transforming into a demon, the changes in his eyes became richer, and therefore more dejected and sad. "Have you seen Prince Jin and the others? Didn't any spirit demon tell you? The art of transforming into a demon is not perfect. Some spirit beasts couldn't bear the pain and died within a few days, and not all of the few spirit beasts that survived could gain full demonic power."

The black horse turned around and raised one of his hind hoofs. It was a powerful weapon that he was once proud of. Now only half of it is left, and the other half is also badly damaged. "It is my demon pill. It became a weapon a year ago." By the way, you are a Taoist priest, can you help me?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, "I don't know much about the art of transforming demons."

Mu Xingqiu suddenly remembered a memory of the burly Taoist priest, so he took out a Qiankun bag, thinking about Xinghua Feiying and Dinghai Lingworm. He was not the owner of this bag, and it was not easy to take out the contents inside. He had to use lightning After breaking the original mark on the bag, he waited for a while before two small wooden boxes flew out from inside.

"I don't know if this trick will work. If you are willing to try it..."

"Yes! As long as it can relieve the current pain, I am willing to try anything." Dark Horse said immediately.

The burly Taoist priest did not use up the two herbs, but Dinghai Ling Chong was fine. After Wangshan was closed, Xinghua Feiying used a little less. Mu Xingqiu asked the black stallion to take some, then rubbed two seeds and a small insect into powder and applied it on his hind hooves.

The black horse received the treatment silently, lifted the damaged hoof, and slowly lay on the ground after a while, "There seems to be a little change."

"I can't guarantee that this change will be good for you."

Black Horse laughed, which was even stranger than the human words he was uttering. "We once had a very heated debate about what is a good thing, whether it is to be raised by a Taoist priest as a stupid spiritual beast, or to endure great pain and gain the power of a demon clan." Wisdom? The jury is still out, so go ahead and try, just don’t let me make the decision again.”

The black horse's breathing became heavier, and some fresh blood flowed from the damaged hoof, which quickly stopped. This was a good sign. Mu Xingqiu took the opportunity to ask, "I'm here to see the female Taoist priest."

"Yang Qingyin, I remember her. Didn't she always go to Muma Valley to find you? She could send out beautiful fireballs. I remember her very clearly."

"Why did she join the spirit demon? She also forgot some things."

"Ishi-kun sent her here."

"You mean the dragon demon?"

"Well, we used to call her Mr. Yishi. She said that Yang Qingyin was in danger and only King Jin could save her, and Yang Qingyin might be of great help to the spirit demon. I think Mr. Yishi was bragging. Yang Qingyin woke up. Not only have we forgotten some things, we have also forgotten most of the Taoism, which is not of much help to us at all.”

"Why is it that only King Jin can save her?" Mu Xingqiu was very surprised. In his opinion, although King Jin had powerful demon power, he had never learned how to use it and had no power to save people.

There was a hint of tenacity in Black Horse's eyes. The two herbs had taken effect, bringing new pain, and he was trying to hold it back.

"After transforming into a demon, we can all turn into human forms, but we prefer the way we were before. The human form of the spirit demon is not arbitrary, and many things can affect the final appearance. King Jin is probably too deeply influenced by the old bay red horse, He turned out to be like you. I can't say that it's exactly the same, but it's really similar. When I saw you for the first time, I almost admitted my mistake. Mr. Yishi said that if you want to forget someone, you must face that person head-on. That’s King Jin’s role, because you weren’t around at that time.”

Mu Xingqiu fell silent.