Chapter 351 I can tell at a glance that you are not human

Chapter 351 I can tell at a glance that you are not human

Chapter 351 I can tell at a glance that you are not human
A small boat broke through the water, and ripples surged to both sides.

Tan Wenjie sat cross-legged at the bow, holding a book in his hands and reading it with his head nodding, as if he was completely immersed in the world of the book.

The author is Zhuge Wulong. Even though he doesn't like reading, he can read with great interest. He has good writing skills and is good at telling stories.

The boatman behind him reminded him, "Scholar, the Black Mountain is ahead. You must be careful. There are demons in the Black Mountain. No one can return once they go there."

Tan Wenjie put down the book, put his hands on the awning and looked out: "Black Mountain? If it's so dangerous, why did you send me across the river?"

"You are a scholar, and there is no point in living."

"What about you?" he asked, "If you can't come back, why can you make a living here?"

"Because I'm not human!"

A demonic aura filled the air, and white smoke gushed out, completely covering the body.

The boatman's figure gradually distorted. When he turned into a demon and prepared to tear the scholar in front of him apart, he saw a figure rushing towards him quickly through the white mist.

The white mist was torn apart by the fierce leg wind, and the long legs in the cloth gown hit the chest like a drill. The boatman's body was severely injured and he spat out a mouthful of green blood.

This guy is not just a scholar, he is clearly an expert in block building.

"I can see at a glance that you are not human!"

The injured boatman paddled backwards, only to see the scholar floating on the water with a red umbrella under his feet.

Red umbrellas appeared beside him, spinning rapidly towards the boatman, quickly sweeping past the demon's body that was cut in half and floating on the water.

Gurgle, gurgle, the poisonous blood bubbles.

Looking down from the sky, it seems as if red lotus leaves are floating on the water.

Tan Wenjie folded his umbrella and jumped back onto the boat, then rowed towards Black Mountain on the opposite bank.

He killed countless little monsters along the way.

There is no experience and no reward, but they all rush forward like moths to a flame, really not knowing whether they live or die.

A long time has passed since he parted with Zhiqiu Yiye. Although Tan Wenjie encountered some practitioners along the way, most of them were just wandering around in the martial arts world. They were okay at deceiving ordinary people, but if they met someone with a little bit of Taoism experience, they would be courting death. They were at the level of female ghosts like Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing, and they could be killed easily.

It was only a few days ago that he learned the location of the Sword God Feng Qingtian, who was currently subduing demons in the Black Mountains.

It is difficult to locate the whereabouts of a monk. As long as one knows some strange techniques, it is easy to travel a thousand miles a day. But it is not the same for martial arts masters. They have to rely entirely on horses to travel and have to eat three meals a day.

This black mountain is like a demon's lair. Even before you get close, just looking up at the sky you can see dark clouds and evil spirits rising to the sky.

Not long after he walked, Tan Wenjie came across two monks holding long swords arguing with each other.

"I'm stronger, I'm the senior brother!"

"No, I am the senior brother!"

It is better to have less trouble than more, so he wanted to avoid it.

"Hey, wait a minute!" X2
The two men blocked his way.

Tan Wenjie looked at the two of them and said, "My two Taoist friends, is there anything you can do for me?"

"Fellow Daoist? I didn't even notice that!"

"Daoyou? You hid it really well!"

He felt that these two monks might not be normal.

"It's like this. When our master adopted us, he didn't give us any names for who is the senior brother and who is the junior brother."

"So we want your help. Who do you think is the senior and who is the junior between us?"

The two of them chatted with each other, posing with swords in their arms, waiting for Tan Wenjie to give them advice.

"The older one is my senior brother."

"We are the same age!" X2
"Then the one with higher cultivation is the senior brother."

"We were all taught by the same master, there's no way to break his moves!" X2
"..."

Tan Wenjie looked at the two people's faces carefully.

He wanted to find someone with an older face, but found that the two of them looked exactly the same, with faces that aged prematurely.

"I can't help you with this. Goodbye."

"Wait!" X2
They looked at each other as they watched Tan Wenjie turn into a gust of wind and disappear before their eyes.

"Awesome!" X2
"Chase him!" X2
"Don't imitate me!" X2
"You're still learning!" X2
"..."X2
"Why don't you speak?" X2
……

As long as you know Feng Qingtian's approximate location, it is not difficult to find him. The martial arts master's blood is boiling like wolf smoke, like a bonfire lit in the dark night.

Not long after entering the forest, Tan Wenjie felt the strong and burning blood.

Seeing that figure with his own eyes, he instinctively felt oppressed, as if he had encountered a roaring lion with its mouth open.

Her long hair was untied, flying wildly against the evil wind ahead.

He was wearing armor and holding a sword, confronting a group of demons.

"The evil demons and monsters hide in the Black Mountain and kill people. It is the duty of the righteous to destroy you."

"Who are you, you are so arrogant?"

"Sword God! Feng Qingtian!"

"Hahaha, if a person holding a sword is a sword god, then doesn't that mean there are many gods in the world?"

The demon rolled into a ball and crashed into the figure.

Feng Qingtian grabbed the sword with both hands, stepped forward, and raised the sword in his hand.

The ground cracked with a "boom" and the sword energy slashed upwards, forcibly splitting the demons apart. Then he stepped on the ground with one foot and rushed towards the demons, slashing and slashing with the long sword in his hand.

The flash of swords and the shadow of demons collide with each other.

Boom, boom, boom. Every collision would inevitably cause explosions. The hot blood and demonic energy of the martial arts masters would stimulate bursts of white smoke. In an instant, everything above their heads was white and it was difficult to see anything else.

"Whoosh-"

A shadow flew towards Tan Wenjie who was watching the show, and hit a rock not far in front of him.

It was a demon's chopped-off eyeball.

Feng Qingtian's figure was completely enveloped by the demon, floating in the air and transformed into a wriggling mass of pitch-black demonic energy. Tan Wenjie was about to step forward to help.

"Click——"

It was like an egg being cracked.

Sword marks appeared on the wriggling black demonic energy.

There were footsteps coming from behind.

"Finally caught up with you!" X2
"Why are you still imitating me?" X2
Tan Wenjie: “…”

"It's Feng Qingtian."

"He's exorcising demons again."

The two of them also looked up at the sky.

The evil energy in the sky finally reached its limit and could no longer hold on and exploded with a "boom".

Crash.

A bloody rain of demons began to fall from the sky. The two monks were drenched in the blood. When they turned around, they found that Tan Wenjie was holding a red paper umbrella, blocking all the blood from entering.

She was covered in the green, sticky demon blood, but the other party had an umbrella. She was envious, but when they saw each other's miserable appearance, they couldn't help themselves.

"Hahahaha!" They pointed at each other's nose and laughed.

They feel better watching others suffer than suffering themselves.

"Excuse me, are you the Sword God Feng Qingtian?" Tan Wenjie has taken a step forward.

Feng Qingtian landed in a heroic pose, not even looking at the explosion behind him, and nodded: "It's me."

Tan Wenjie said: "I would like to ask you to help me eliminate the Black Mountain Demon."

"Black Mountain Demon? Boy, have you had enough of living?" X2
There is no need to look at who is talking, as long as the left and right channels are speaking, it must be those two monks.

"Black Mountain Old Demon?" Feng Qingtian shook his head gently, "I once fought him, and he was no match for me."

He is indeed a tough guy, and he actually challenges the Black Mountain Demon alone.

"Some time ago, I teamed up with a bearded man to severely injure the Black Mountain Old Demon. Now is the best opportunity to destroy the Black Mountain Old Demon in the past hundred years. If we miss today, after the Black Mountain Old Demon recovers from his injuries, we can only wait for the gods to descend to the earth."

"You?" Feng Qingtian looked at Tan Wenjie, "Did you do that thing a while ago?"

After saying this, he nodded without waiting for Tan Wenjie to answer.

"Okay! The righteous people of the world should take it as their duty to exorcise demons and monsters. I'll go with you!"

Although the world is bad, people are still alive. It may have something to do with the monks in this world. All the monks Tan Wenjie met are just.

Just like the sunlight in this world, no matter how powerful the monster is, it dare not show its head during the day if it is not covered with human skin.

……

"Is there any connection between Black Mountain and the Black Mountain of the Black Mountain Demon?"

Since Feng Qingtian had the task of subduing demons and monsters before him, Tan Wenjie also helped to eliminate the demons.

“There are some connections.”

"Boy, do you know why the Black Mountain Demon likes to marry a wife?" X2
"Is it related to Montenegro?"

Tan Wenjie's brain was working rapidly.

"Could it be that he is the mountain god?"

There are sacrificial activities for He Bo, mountain gods, etc.

The offerings also varied, including three animals, young boys and girls, virgin girls, etc. If the Black Mountain Old Demon was really a "mountain god" who became a demon ten thousand years ago, the sacrificial method had not changed in history at that time, and mostly used humans for sacrifice.

This explains why the Black Mountain Demon likes to marry.

For others, marrying a wife means continuing the family line or it may be a sign of mutual love, but for the Black Mountain Demon, it is the most important sacrifice.

The role played by the Millennium Tree Demon should be the priest who presides over the ceremony.

No wonder the Black Mountain Old Demon was angry when the tree demon was in trouble. There was no one to preside over the sacrificial activities and there was no source of "wife".

"What did you think of?"
"I've figured out how to trick the Black Mountain Demon out of the underworld."

"..."X3
"So, this Black Mountain is the Black Mountain Old Demon's... mountain?"

"All mountains and rivers in the world have spirits and names. The Black Mountain Old Monster is so famous. How could there be a mountain that dares to have the same name as it? So even if there is no relationship, there must be a relationship."

"understood."

It is disrespectful to have the same name as the emperor, so even if this mountain does not belong to the Black Mountain Old Demon, it will be considered as the Black Mountain Old Demon's territory by demons and monsters. And since the Black Mountain Old Demon has a mountain without doing anything, he will definitely not refuse it.

No wonder demons gather here and even form a demon nest.

After agreeing with Feng Qingtian and his two fellow disciples who had come to join in the fun to meet at Lanruo Temple in Guobei County on the day of the lunar eclipse, Tan Wenjie said goodbye and left.

We are all experts and are used to being alone. We feel uncomfortable when we are stuck together. It would be better to get together when fighting the BOSS, and then disperse and live our own lives after we are done.

Tan Wenjie used his magical powers to control the wind and traveled at high speed, hoping to speed up so that he could get back for dinner before dark.

There was a man riding a horse galloping towards us, with dust billowing.

"So arrogant!"

They rode side by side, looking down on everyone, and the wide road was occupied by them.

The speed must have reached 60 kilometers per hour, and Tan Wenjie almost crashed into the car due to unstable brakes.

The horse raised its hooves in fright.

Tan Wenjie hurriedly stepped back to avoid the iron hooves.

Several people fell off their horses.

The man who fell to the ground shouted, "Oh no! Someone is robbing the prison van!"

Tan Wenjie: “…”

(End of this chapter)