Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

This magic weapon for the Golden Core stage is a pagoda-like object.

However, the original eighteen-story pagoda is now broken into two pieces, which seems to have been damaged during the battle.

After the magic power was input, the pagoda only swayed slightly and could not generate any actual attack power.

Zhang Yan didn't care about this.

Putting everything else aside, a magic weapon is still a magic weapon.

Even broken magical artifacts are quite valuable.

However, this was not the most important thing to him. The most important thing was that although the magic weapon was broken and damaged, it still had inscriptions on it.

[Equipment Name]: Prison Suppressing Pagoda
[Equipment Tier]: Tier 3, Low Grade (Fragmented)

[Equipment Quality]: Blue
[Equipment Effects]: Prison Suppression (After casting, it can attack the opponent's mental level, with a total of eighteen layers, corresponding to the eighteen levels of hell.) Suppression (Your every move carries a suppressive force.) Prison Suppression Daoist Rhyme (Beginner).

"Ok?"

Upon seeing the equipment's description, Zhang Yan was taken aback. He hadn't expected that the description would be related to a person's soul.

No wonder the other party was able to possess my body twice in a row.

It should be noted that although a cultivator can theoretically possess another body after reaching the Golden Core stage.

However, generally speaking, a cultivator can only possess a body once.

Whether it succeeds or not, one can only possess another body once.

Moreover, they can basically only possess members of their own kind.

This Golden Core cultivator not only possessed a demon's body, but also attempted to possess him a second time.

It now seems that this is probably because the other party mainly studies the soul.

“It’s a good method, but from now on it belongs to me.” Zhang Yan chuckled. This method was indeed quite good.

It has a very significant effect on the soul of cultivators.

Moreover, what made him happiest was that the pagoda also had a prison-suppressing aura effect.

Daoyun!

This is something that only Golden Core stage cultivators can comprehend. Normally, only after mastering supernatural powers can one comprehend the Dao.

Zhang Yan's understanding of his own supernatural powers is not yet complete, so it is basically impossible for him to comprehend the Dao. However, because of the equipment slots, he can now directly comprehend them.

No.

He not only comprehends it, but he can even use the Daoist principles.

With this in mind, he suppressed his trembling heart, closed his eyes, and began to try to comprehend the Dao.

Consciousness communicates with the Dao.

Zhang Yan immediately felt a blur before his eyes, and then he found himself in another space.

The place was eerie and terrifying. There seemed to be a huge number of figures in the darkness surrounding him, waiting for him to show a weak electrical signal before swarming him.

"Is this the essence of Taoism?"

Zhang Yan was somewhat bewildered, not knowing why the Daoist aura was like this.

However, before he could react, those things in the darkness seemed impatient and rushed up.

Before he could make any move...

Suddenly, a strange energy appeared in his body.

This energy is indescribable and inexplicable, yet it truly exists.

As this energy appeared, all the shadowy figures panicked and even tried to run away. But things weren't that easy.

Under the sweep of massive energy, all the shadowy figures were directly swept into it. Only then did Zhang Yan realize that those shadowy figures were actually evil spirits.

The evil spirits struggled within these energies, which ultimately formed a painting.

The Hell of Tongue-Pulling! Watching those evil spirits, after being washed by energy, they couldn't help but open their mouths one by one and pull out their tongues.

For some reason, Zhang Yan suddenly thought of the legendary tongue-pulling hell!

"Is this the essence of Taoism?"
That's truly terrifying!

Upon seeing this scene, Zhang Yan couldn't help but gasp.

If this is the essence of Taoism, then it can only be said to be truly formidable!
Just as he was feeling sentimental, the energy continued to move forward, forming pairs of scissors. These scissors looked ordinary and nothing special.

But when the demons in hell saw these scissors, they were immediately terrified and trembled all over. As the scissors hummed continuously, they were like flying swords piercing towards the demons.

Strange to say.

These evil spirits were originally invulnerable to swords and spears, so ordinary weapons should have no effect on them.

But for some reason, when these scissors landed on them, they immediately drew up clumps of flesh and blood.

Each time, it caused them to wail incessantly.

Following that are the Iron Tree Hell, the Mirror of Retribution...

As the energy swept through, layers of hellish scenes appeared before Zhang Yan.

Finally, the eighteen levels of hell took the shape of a pagoda, and then a giant hand fell into the pagoda...

"Whoo~"

"Is this the essence of Taoism?"

When Zhang Yan opened his eyes, he realized that his spiritual energy was completely depleted.

Everything was completely consumed.

"Comprehension of Daoist principles actually requires magical power?" Zhang Yan couldn't help but smile wryly, then quickly took out several pills to restore spiritual energy from his storage bag and began to recover immediately.

Although all the magic power has been used up.

However, this comprehension of the Daoist principles proved to be of great benefit to Zhang Yan.

Don’t say anything else.

Having truly witnessed the essence of Tao, he gained a deeper understanding of supernatural powers.

It's just a pity...

This Daoist aura of the Prison Suppression is not a Daoist aura formed by the supernatural powers cultivated by Zhang Yan.

Otherwise, he would have made a huge profit.

But then I thought about it again. Daoist rhyme is something that Golden Core cultivators keep hidden away. Under normal circumstances, they would never show it to you.

When you see a Golden Core cultivator displaying Daoist energy, they are very likely already dead.

Being able to copy a Daoist style for free is already a huge profit for him.

After he recovered some of his magical power, Zhang Yan got up and looked at the entrance of the spirit stone mine.

Although that golden-haired rat king was a Golden Core cultivator.

But they were all beaten so badly that their bodies were possessed.

So apart from the broken natal magic weapon, not much else was left behind.

He glanced at the ground, which was covered in blood. Feng Lei, who had eaten and drunk his fill, was sleeping next to Zhang Yan.

Seeing Zhang Yan get up, she immediately leaned over and rubbed against him, revealing a joyful expression.

"Let's go back." After checking the mine again to make sure nothing was missing, Zhang Yan patted the spirit beast pouch at his waist and put the Wind Thunder and Spirit Devouring Insects into it.

Only then did he carry the corpse of the Golden Rat King and Lin Hai out of the spirit stone mine.

"Amitabha, Layman Zhang, you've finally come out." Just as Zhang Yan was carrying the corpse of the Golden-haired Rat King out, the voice of Monk Guangcheng came over. Then he looked at the Rat King on Zhang Yan's shoulder: "This is the pseudo-core stage demon beast."

You solved it all by yourself so easily? (End of Chapter)