Chapter 372 Who is the God Killer?
Chapter 372 Who is the God Killer? (Monthly Ticket Plus 5)
The disciples of Yiqi Villa rushed into the city.
After finding an inn to stay in, Pei Xingkong finally breathed a sigh of relief in the private room and scolded the middle-aged swordsman:
"Junior Brother Wang, you should be careful with your words and actions when you are out there. If you do that again, you'll have to get out of here and go back to the villa!"
"Senior brother..."
The swordsman was covered in cold sweat and did not dare to refute.
Several young disciples also kept silent. After a while, seeing that Pei Xingkong's anger had subsided, they asked:
"Brother Pei, could that old man be a master?"
"Whether it is true or not, you shouldn't point out other people's livelihoods to their faces."
Pei Xingkong walked to the window, overlooking the street, and immediately saw the unusually large black umbrella with some fear in his eyes.
In all these years, he has never seen anyone who can practice the Turtle Form to such a level. He can't tell the depth of his martial arts, but just from this point, he can know that this person is definitely extraordinary.
Click~
The old man sat on the ground after inserting the big black umbrella beside the street. He took out a tortoise shell from his arms, stuffed a few crystal jade coins into the tortoise shell, and gently shook it a few times to pour them out.
"If you see the light, you will die. It's not a good place."
The old man fiddled with the coins, thinking:
"If fate is not in the southwest, it must be in the north or east. I came from the east, so I have to go north..."
With a plan in mind, he put away the tortoise shell coins and just sat on the ground. There were many passers-by, and occasionally someone would stop and ask for fortune-telling.
The old man occasionally answered a few words, but in fact he was not paying attention.
He sat there until night, and when most of the pedestrians nearby had dispersed and the patrolling soldiers had started to drive people away, he slowly stood up, held up his big black umbrella, and walked towards the Clavicle Bodhisattva Temple not far away, which was lit with lights on:
"How rare! They actually dare to absorb the incense so openly. These little gods are really bold... Hehe, Mr. Turtle's luck is not that bad!"
"what!"
"Enemy attack!"
Soon, the Clavicle Bodhisattva Temple was in an uproar. Patrol soldiers came one after another, and several big monks were heard jumping up and down and cursing:
"The Bodhisattva was stolen?!"
……
……
At the junction of Henglong Road and Yanshan Road, there is a group of mountains stretching for tens of thousands of miles and filled with miasma.
In a deep valley with steep cliffs on both sides, there is a large mansion with hundreds or even thousands of rooms.
"Congratulations, Brother Baili, for escaping the disaster!"
In the mansion, there were voices of congratulations coming from a small courtyard. Several big men were bowing and congratulating. Inside was a little kid who looked a little confused.
"I……"
Looking at his own small hands, Baili Jingchuan slowly came back to his senses:
"How long have I been dead?"
"Two or three years?"
"Three or four years?"
The big men looked at each other, all unsure.
“Is this the headquarters?”
Baili Jingchuan looked around, somewhat surprised: "Isn't my spirit boy in the underground palace of Youzhou? How could it be..."
"More than a year ago, the Dragon and Tiger Temple swept through the prefectures of Hengshan under the pretext of clearing out the Zhaixing Tower. Not only Youzhou, but all the four underground palaces in Hengshan Road were destroyed, and all the spirit children were lost."
A big man answered.
"So, I died twice?"
Baili Jingchuan rubbed his eyebrows, and could not remember how he died. He only remembered that he started the Thousand Spirits Ritual and found the location of the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer.
then……
"Who killed me?"
"what!"
Before the big men could answer, they suddenly heard a scream coming from deep inside the mansion. Their expressions changed and they rushed over.
Baili Jingchuan was a little slow. He sorted out his thoughts before following.
"The statue of the Bodhisattva of the Clavicle has fallen!"
Before he got close, Baili Jingchuan heard screams. The courtyard was full of people. He tiptoed to look and saw a fist-sized statue, which looked like a piece of porcelain that had been broken and glued together, with cracks all over it.
"Quick, go and report to the leader!"
The crowd was in an uproar, and some people cried out in surprise. Soon, they dispersed and reported to the Dharma Protector, the Dharma King, and the Sect Leader.
Before Baili Jingchuan could come to his senses, his arms felt heavy and the broken statue was stuffed into his hands:
"Brother Baili? I'm going to report to the Dharma King. Please go to the underground palace and inform the Dharma masters..."
"what?!"
Baili Jingchuan was suddenly awakened, but it was too late for him to refuse as the courtyard was empty.
"Let me go?"
Baili Jingchuan's face suddenly turned ugly. He glanced at the incense burning in the house, then he gritted his teeth and walked towards the rockery in the yard and walked down the tunnel carefully.
Swish!
In the dark tunnel, blood-red candles lit up.
Baili Jingchuan calmed himself down and walked quickly through the tunnel. Soon, he came to a dark underground palace, and balls of blood-red light lit up.
The appearance of the underground palace is reflected clearly.
The candle flames spread in both directions until they reached the distance, and were more than a hundred feet wide. The faint blood-red lamps hanging above them were twenty feet above the ground.
The huge cave was filled with murals and reliefs, all of which were hideous and frightening, with some having hundreds of arms, some having thousands of eyes, some with missing limbs, and some with nine heads and nine faces...
"I am Baili Jingchuan, your subordinate, and I pay my respects to all the masters!"
"Shh!"
Before he finished speaking, Baili Jingchuan was sweating coldly. He felt countless eyes staring at him, and the biting cold made him unable to stop being frightened. "Where's the collarbone?"
Baili Jingchuan didn't dare to look up, and only glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.
However, the reliefs were like living things, some looking at each other, some looking at themselves, but more of them were looking at one of the reliefs.
The relief, like the statue in his arms, was covered with cracks and looked shocking.
"The shrine to the clavicle is half broken!"
Suddenly, divine light appeared in the relief group. There were thousands of them, shining on the broken reliefs.
"what!"
Under the divine light, the relief let out a high-pitched and piercing scream:
"Someone refined my spirit that I kept outside, my incense, my spirit..."
"Who is so bold?"
"First it was Motian, then it was Clavicle. They are provoking us!"
"Collarbone, they say you shouldn't let your mind be distracted. It's too dangerous to be outside without a house..."
After the shrill scream, all kinds of noises were heard. Baili Jingchuan only felt the devilish sound rolling and his head was splitting.
"And I……"
"Qian Ling, you?"
With a "crack", Baili Jingchuan fell to the ground, his head cracked, his brains gushing out, and he was shocked to death on the spot. His body was too fragile to withstand it.
“…Three times.”
"The remnant of my soul hidden in the Thousand Spirits Monument was also killed!"
The thousand eyes were either open or closed, and the voice of the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva became fierce:
"Where is Yan Tianxiong?"
"My Lord, he seems to have just returned from the coast of the East China Sea. I don't know where he went. Maybe he went to look for the old turtle, or maybe he went to look for the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer..."
……
……
"call!"
"Suck!"
In the hut, Li Yuan sat cross-legged, and the Mirage Dragon Whip was like a thin snake, constantly moving around him, as if responding to his breathing.
After a moment, Li Yuan opened his eyes, reached out to grab the Mirage Dragon Whip, and pulled it casually. Blood immediately dyed the whip red, and then the whip was wrapped around his body.
Afterwards, he took out the red blood-patterned dragon armor and did the same thing.
After nurturing and refining the two magic weapons, his face turned slightly pale. He pressed his abdomen lightly, and the medicinal power of the Dragon and Tiger Pill spread, and his face regained its color.
"It's not easy to sacrifice and cultivate divine weapons, and it's also troublesome to keep them warm. If I really have seven or eight of them, I'll bleed to death, and my inner energy won't be enough to sustain me..."
Taking control of the blood-patterned dragon armor that had just been sacrificed, Li Yuan slowly stood up, feeling the armor's blessing, and performed the Dragon Snake Nine Transformations Stance to change his bones.
Controlling the Red Blood Dragon Armor to change the root bone is almost the same as controlling the fundamental map before. The only difference is that the grade of this armor is extremely high.
The sixth form is a Jiao, the ninth Jiao is a red dragon, which makes up the fifty-four forms. It requires a huge amount of medicinal power as support, and it also takes a longer time.
He estimated that it would only take a few days.
"I have fifty-four Red Dragon bodies, one hundred Mirage Dragon forms, and with the martial arts I have learned, before I can perfect my internal organs, I may be able to reach three hundred forms."
Li Yuan was immersed in the joy of steady improvement, and was also feeling his talent rising to a higher level with the blessing of the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer.
The transformation of talent is also immediate.
Internally, Li Yuan could feel that his thinking had become more agile. If he could only do two things at once before, now he could do three or even five things at once with ease.
Whether he was walking, sitting or lying down, he could maintain the visualization method and even change it flexibly, sometimes visualizing the Dragon Zen Vajra, sometimes visualizing the merging of the dragon and the elephant, sometimes transforming into a thunder dragon, and sometimes unfolding the picture of the black whale that splits the sea.
At the same time, the true Qi can be maintained running along the Tian Yi Jiu Lian route around the clock, circulating all the time and tempering the internal organs.
Compared to before, the speed is probably twice as fast.
"At most half a month, maybe eleven or twelve days, the internal organs will be fully refined!"
After counting with his fingers, Master Li Dao couldn't help but feel a little shocked. Compared with his average and poor physique back then, his martial arts training efficiency has increased by more than a hundred times.
The difference between the two is as great as that between drilling wood to make fire and directly picking the sun's flame.
“This is a 24/7 training machine.”
Feeling the benefits of his peerless talent, Li Yuan suddenly found that he seemed to be freed from the heavy workload of training. He was able to do several things at once, and no matter what he did, he was practicing.
Moreover, the efficiency has increased instead of decreased compared with before.
“The benefits are huge.”
The only downside to Li Yuan's immersion in it was that his consumption of the drug power increased greatly.
He estimated that the Dragon-Tiger Pill, which was supposed to last for half a year, could only last for two months at most, or maybe even less. But this also meant that within two months, he would be able to refine his marrow.
"Comfortable!"
Pushing the door open, Li Yuan rewarded himself with fried rice with eggs and some herbal wine. He had a comfortable meal and then went to Jingtao Hall with his hammer.
"Junior Brother Li, you..."
Before the person arrived, Xin Wenhua had already smelled a faint fragrance. He turned around to take a look and was slightly surprised.
These days, he could see Li Yuan every day, but he still felt something was wrong:
"You, have another breakthrough?"
"A slight breakthrough."
Li Yuan subconsciously said something humble, and then he heard Nie Xianshan's voice. The old Taoist glanced at him and raised his eyebrows:
"Eh? You have already perfected the Dragon-Elephant Merge?"
(End of this chapter)