The Demon Slayer Martial Saint Begins with Insect Refining

Chapter 112: Mist Bug Ghost Sheep
Sandiejian is outside the village gate.

Yang Lun held a sheep-horn sword in his hand, and the shadow of a ghost sheep appeared and disappeared behind him, with real sheep horns. He stared at the group of people in front of him with a dark gaze.

"You brothers, Cunning Sheep, are so bold as to dare to reach out to Sandiejian!"

A shirtless, bald man with a green face and a short hammer in his hand stood opposite him with a hundred or so people, shouting and cursing.

He rode a strong scaly horse, and his eyes were like those of a tiger or wolf, but they were particularly gloomy.

"Deputy Village Chief Xiong, it's not that I'm bold, but this Sandiejian is the foundation laid by my eldest master, and I can't give it up."

Yang Lun's momentum did not retreat at all, and he looked like a long sword piercing the sky.

In six days, they first suppressed the remaining bandits and mountain people in Sandiejian, and then subdued the only two leaders of the Yangyuan Realm's lower village.

Then he successively killed four or five neighboring bandit forces, all of which were led by warriors in the Yangyuan realm.

He was originally half a step away from the true meaning, and after a series of killings, his aging mentality also became sharper because of such decisive killings.

Just like a rusty sword shedding its edge, the world has changed.

I had no hope of entering the true realm before, but now that hope has been rekindled, my state of mind has naturally changed drastically, step by step.

The sword's meaning was also gradually understood in the process, which led to its current sharp appearance.

Xiong Lang's eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself, "What did this old ghost do to be so imposing?"

In the barren mountains, the brothers Cunning Sheep Sou are quite famous. Everyone knows that they have reached the Yang Yuan realm and are extremely powerful when they work together.

However, he is not young anymore, he is just a person who maintains the status quo.

However, now, this sharpness is not as rumored.

Xiong Lang asked coldly, "Your boss? I don't remember any boss in Moshi Mountain. Could it be your brother?"

"Hahaha"

Yang Lun laughed heartily, his true energy surging. "If Xiong Lang wants to attack, then come on. I don't believe Wang Tiangong hasn't found out what happened here."

Xiong Lang's face darkened. Yang Lun's words had exposed his feelings, and it would be difficult to back down.

"Yang Lun, you are not doing things according to the rules."

"If you want to fight, just fight. Why bother looking for excuses?"

Yang Lun attacked, and the ghost sheep merged with his sword and rushed into the formation first.

"How brave!"

Xiong Lang shook his arms, and the green-haired evil bear appeared behind him. He swung his huge bear paws, revealing his claws, and crashed into the sharp horns of the ghost sheep.

The two intertwined, and the true energy vibrated.

I saw a sword mark on the green-haired evil bear's paw, which was actually cut by the sharp edge.

At this time, Yang Lun and Xiong Lang arrived one after another, and their sharp swords and short hammers collided with each other.

The tinkling sound was like the sound of percussion instruments, a chaotic mess.

Yang Lun's sword moves are like an antelope hanging on horns, sharp and difficult to understand.

Xiong Lang used defense as offense, and his momentum was like a mountain of iron wall, intercepting steadily.

Both of them are half a step away from the true meaning, and the danger of fighting is far beyond that of ordinary Yangyuan realm warriors.

After twenty or thirty rounds, the ghost sheep suddenly fought with its horns and broke the body of the green-haired evil bear apart.

The phantom of the beast spirit won a great victory. Yang Lun seized the opportunity, and the blood marrow worms on his spinal cord gushed out a stream of energy and poured into Yang Lun's body.

The power exploded instantly, the sword moves were lightning fast, and the edge turned to Xiong Lang's shoulder.

This attack was like a rainbow piercing the sun. Xiong Lang couldn't avoid it and was pierced with a bloody hole.

Xiong Lang was defeated, and when Yang Lun drew out the sheep-horn sword, his body kept shaking.

"you win."

Xiong Lang forcibly suppressed the true energy in his body, his eyes were extremely gloomy, but he did not dare to make any other movements.

He couldn't even force out the people behind Yang Lun, not to mention that Yang Lun had an older brother, Yang Kun.

If he uses the blood mist-like swarm of insects again, I'm afraid few of his men will survive.

His big boss Wang Tiangong is in a state of true artistic conception and is certainly not afraid of him, but the problem is that the person behind Yang Lun is also in a state of true artistic conception.

In other words, the person who can kill Du Erniang is not an ordinary character.

He led the people from Hutou Mountain and slowly left the territory of Sandiejian.

Yang Lun finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Brother Ding Meng, please pick some men and keep an eye on the intersections. Even Hutoushan has retreated, so it's time to raise your flag here."

"Don't worry, Brother Yang, I'll take care of the rest."

The two of them defeated several bandit forces in succession and finally gained a foothold.

Meanwhile, at Moshi Village, Su Yan finally waited for Cai Peng to succeed in his reconstruction and condensed a shadow of a red-striped leopard.

"Release your red-striped leopard phantom."

Su Yan ordered him to release the phantom of the beast spirit. Although Cai Peng was confused, he immediately did so.

The Qi and blood in his body surged, and at the same time, his true essence circulated, releasing the phantom of his perception.

It seemed as if there was a faint roar of a leopard, and a red leopard appeared in front of him.

It is only a little over two meters long, with a nimble body, sharp claws, and a vague sense of power that can suppress a mountain.

Cai Peng's original beast spirit was a wild mountain wolf. After his enlightenment from the standing meditation, he saw the ferocious appearance of the wild mountain wolf gradually taking shape.

Although he has changed his martial arts method now, he is still similar to the red-striped leopard as they are both mountain animals, so he can quickly condense the phantom of his true meaning.

"The scarlet leopard's true meaning is a little vague, but it should be enough."

Su Yan looked at the phantom of the beast spirit and nodded slightly, then took out the blood-exchanging pill.

There were eight blood-exchanging pills taken from Du Erniang. He analyzed the medicinal properties and crushed one, leaving seven.

"Eat it."

"Yes"

Su Yan directly threw the blood exchange pill to Cai Peng.

Cai Peng took the crimson pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

The pill melted in his mouth and immediately invaded the meridians throughout his body.

His eyes widened, a look of shock on his face.

This is? !
The true energy was circulating, and the blood seemed to be trembling. A special force gathered on the shadow of true meaning, and the red-striped leopard became clearer to the naked eye.

"Concentrate carefully and tell me how the medicinal properties are dispersed, whether there is any blood rejection, and how the resonance is. Tell me one by one."

Cai Peng, who was immersed in this feeling of transformation, suddenly woke up, nodded heavily, and paid close attention to perceive it.

It was about a quarter of an hour later that he opened his eyes.

"My lord, the potency of the medicine isn't fierce, but it seems to resonate with the phantom of the red-striped leopard, causing my true essence, spirit, and flesh and blood to cooperate. Overall, the strengthening effect is palpable, as if a dark red aquatic leopard is growling and calling out to me."

He revealed a look of regret. "Unfortunately, my Scarlet Leopard phantom is too fragile. It can't transform into that state at all. It can only solidify slightly. As for the bloodline... it seems... it seems that there is indeed some resistance. Some force has calmed this resistance."

Su Yan pondered Cai Peng's words, poured out two more pills, and said, "Try again."

Cai Peng had already figured out that Su Yan wanted him to try out some medicine.

"Such a good thing is worth testing like this, sir, you are indeed from a rather unusual background... Saint Insect said... Could it be that you are from some big sect somewhere?"

Although he was confused, he did not hesitate at all when trying the medicine.

As the pill entered his body, the previous feeling came back, and Cai Peng became more aware of the resistance between the bloodlines.

The elixir indeed contained the power to dissolve this resistance.

Su Yan experimented a few times before handing the remaining one or two pills to Cai Peng before letting him go. After a day of experimentation, combined with his deductions of the medicinal properties, he had roughly confirmed the role of human marrow in this elixir.

"Eliminating resistance and guiding fusion—that's the function of human marrow. However, the core material for the Blood Exchange Pill is the blood of a corresponding high-level desolate beast. The next-level materials are second-order low-grade Blood Melting Grass and first-order high-grade Blood Refining Vine... Only in this way can the bloodline be used to propel the desolate beast's true meaning forward."

Su Yan's eyes lit up as he gradually formed a rough idea in his mind. "If that's the case, even the original Blood Exchange Pill might not be enough. We can use the Blood Essence Condensing Pill to refine the blood essence, using human blood as a substitute. We don't have to kill people to extract their marrow."

Although this method would be less efficient, it would not be as disgusting as devouring human marrow.

Moreover, for Su Yan, blood exchange pills and the like are not important.

The important thing is that if it is used on Cai Peng and others, then he can completely use the blood evil mother insect to make another kind of elixir, such as calling it the worm blood pill.

Su Yan entered the alchemy room again and burned the charcoal fire red. The Blood Evil Queen was beside him, and then he placed the materials for refining the Blood Exchange Pill one by one.

Using the blood of the Blood Evil Queen as a guide, he wanted to refine a new elixir.

Medicinal herbs were continuously put into the furnace, and the fragrance of the herbs began to spread out.

Su Yan's technique was already very proficient, and the difficulty of making the Blood Exchange Pill was not as great as that of making the Blood Essence Condensing Pill.

With a muffled sound, green smoke emerged from the furnace. After the blood of the Blood Evil Queen was added, it was immediately ignited by the furnace fire.

Su Yan frowned. He had added too many things, and the balance needed to be adjusted...

He wasn't discouraged. If adjusting the pill formula was that simple, it wouldn't be so precious...

Time passed little by little, from the afternoon until late at night.

Su Yan tried from the first furnace to the fourth furnace.

When the blood essence of the Blood Evil Queen was once again merged into the alchemy furnace, the fragrance of the elixir emerged.

Six ruby-like pills appeared in the furnace.

‘It’s done! ’

Su Yan put the insect blood pill away. The medicinal fragrance was similar to that of the previous blood exchange pill.

"Although the beast spirits of the Yang Kun brothers are not insect beasts, they are parasitic and fused with blood marrow worms. I think they should have miraculous effects."

Early the next morning, Su Yan found the cunning shepherd Yang Kun.

"grown ups"

When the cunning sheep-stalker Yang Kun saw Su Yan, he became even more respectful.

"How's your understanding of the Red Leopard Mountain Guarding Technique going?"

"Yang Kun has failed to live up to your kindness. Seven days have passed, and he has been using visualization diagrams to sharpen his spirit and perfect the circulation of his meridians, but he has only solidified the ghost sheep beast spirit a little bit, and is still far from a breakthrough."

"Try this."

Su Yan threw the refined insect blood pill into his hands.

Yang Kun looked curious, wondering what kind of elixir his master had given him.

As soon as I opened it, I suddenly felt a slight throbbing in my body.

It was like a physical instinct, he was craving the elixir inside.

"This...is this?"

"The Insect Blood Pill is used to strengthen the true meaning of the beast spirit. In theory, it can help the true meaning transform. However, its effect on you is a little unclear. Perhaps it is a mutation."

Su Yan's voice was still very flat, but Yang Kun could no longer hear the other half of his words.

True Transformation
The Lord is so powerful that he can even use elixirs to promote the transformation of true meaning.

You must know that even if you practice auxiliary skills, if you don’t fully comprehend and practice them, it can only cause partial deformation of the beast spirit’s true meaning.

Although there has been an enhancement, it cannot be considered a transformation.

For example, the white ape tiger appearance of Li Chuan, the elder of the Golden Ape Martial Arts School, is of this type.

Even for Su Yan now, his true intention was just to change his form, to become a worm-shaped white ape.

But in essence, it is not a second-level wild beast, nor is it a magical beast.

Now that Su Yan took out this thing, its preciousness is no less than the True Meaning Pill.

"Sir, I am willing to give it a try!"

"Um"

Su Yan nodded and agreed to Yang Kun's request.

Yang Kun directly poured out a worm blood pill and swallowed it.

The fiery medicinal power immediately spread throughout the body, especially the spine. The heat was like lava slowly flowing.

puff

The heartbeat suddenly sounded heavy, with a steady force, like a muffled thunder.

At this time, the blood marrow worms in the spine were also emitting their own rhythm, and the power of the worm blood pill began to be stimulated, causing resonance in Yang Kun's spirit, true essence, and blood.

The shadow of a ghost sheep appeared behind him, half of its body like smoke and fog, and the other half with a pitch-black ghost face and sheep head.

"Turning the void into reality, more than half of it has been condensed. Not bad."

Su Yan took a look at the ghost sheep beast spirit and knew the current level of the cunning sheep old man.

It is not that far away from breaking through the true artistic conception.

As the insect blood pill continued to be refined, the ghost sheep's phantom first absorbed the spiritual thoughts, true essence and blood from Yang Kun, and gradually became solid.

Suddenly, with a low roar, the ghost sheep's spine began to undergo unknown changes as if it was reborn.

His eyes were dim, vaguely resembling compound eyes, and his body shape changed slightly before returning to its original shape.

Yang Kun suddenly poured out two more pills. He seemed to feel the power of transformation. The medicine was lacking at the critical moment, so he added two more pills without caring about the consequences.

This time the change was more radical. The appearance of the ghost sheep changed drastically. It had a sheep's head and an insect face, insect armor covered with fur, claws on its four hooves, and a spine that looked like an insect bone. Although its body shape was still that of a sheep, it had the coldness and weirdness of an insect.

"Roar"

A sharp roar was heard, almost piercing the eardrums.

A monster about ten feet tall, with goat horns on its head and a goat's body and a worm's face, appeared in front of the two.

The true energy is constantly circulating, and the spiritual thoughts are becoming more solid. At this time, all the strength in the body is converging towards the true meaning of the beast spirit, and is consolidating the Dantian acupoints.

I don’t know how long it took, but a large amount of spiritual energy poured in, and the beast spirit became more and more solid, finally getting rid of the last trace of shadow.

boom

The aura was released with a bang, and the cunning goat old man Yang Kun's body shook slightly, and then his eyes shone with brilliance, and his long white hair gradually turned black.

"Thank you for your reward, sir. Yang Kun was lucky enough to break through."

The moment of the breakthrough, Yang Kun restrained his breath and did not show any arrogance. Instead, he half-knelt on the ground and thanked Su Yan.

After experiencing ups and downs for half a lifetime, I have become more calm and stable.

He knew very well that all of this came from Su Yan, including the true meaning of the beast spirit after its transformation.

Su Yan was quite curious. It was indeed the true meaning of the beast spirit that could transform the virtual into the real. However, judging from its breath, it seemed that this was no longer a simple ghost sheep.

"Your beast spirit has transformed?"

"Yes, now it should be called the Mist Bug Ghost Sheep."

Yang Kun's mind moved, and the Mist Insect Ghost Sheep opened its mouth, and mist condensed, like thousands of gray flying insects swooping down, filled with a gray and decaying aura.

A smile appeared on Yang Kun's face: "It can spit out mist and become a bug, which can block vision and surround and kill the enemy. It is no longer the ghost sheep it was before."

Beast spirits have different levels of strength. With his current form as a mist insect ghost sheep, even if he has just entered the realm of true artistic conception, he is not much weaker than others.

(End of this chapter)