I will bury the gods

Chapter 1 Prologue: Dead City

On the platform of Guanyin Pavilion, the blood-soaked boy looked back at the dead city in the heavy rain, his heart beating uncontrollably.

The temple building in front of him is two stories high.

The roof is steep, and the bucket arches are made of broken bones, which is gloomy and eye-catching, and there is no word on the plaque.

He pushed the door of the pavilion, but fortunately, the door was not bolted.

Leaning against the door, the sound of the rainstorm in his ears became softer. He opened his mouth wide and kept sucking in air-conditioning. His body was seized by countless sharp pains, and he kept trembling.

His name is Lin Shouxi, he is 15 years old, he is the descendant of Momen.

Today is the day of the destruction of the Demon Sect.

Over the years, the Demon Sect had only one breath left, and the Dao Sect finally set off the final siege after accumulating enough strength.

All the brothers and sisters had been captured, and he was the only one who escaped.

From Heiya to the forbidden area of ​​the dead city, he who was already injured had been hunted down all day.

The one who was chasing him was a girl of the same age as him, and she was also the only person in the whole world who had the ability to kill him.

She is a descendant of Taoism, named Mu Shijing.

"Mu Shijing..."

He said the name slowly.

According to the elders, he and Mu Shijing were both babies born in this dead city 15 years ago, and they were the only survivors in the city after that disaster.

It seems that they are blessed by gods and Buddhas. After surviving a catastrophe, they have talents and roots that ordinary people can't imagine.

There is a 'Yun Dian Bang' in Jianghu, which is responsible for ranking the world's masters. Since he was ten years old, he and Mu Shijing have firmly occupied the top two.

He glanced at that list every year, sometimes he was on top of Mu Shijing, sometimes Mu Shijing was on top of him, as for the people behind...he only vaguely remembered that No. I don't remember the last name.

It's a pity that this pair of unworldly talents is not a couple of gods and immortals. Since they were acquired by the two sects of magic respectively, the decisive battle between life and death is a matter of fate.

Lin Shouxi closed his eyes, holding the sword tightly in his sticky palm, the tip of the sword hanging down on the ground.

He has always thought that he is an inspired killer, if by chance he can stab a shocking sword, then Mu Shijing may be killed by one blow even if he is close to him.

The wind mixed with the rain poured into the mullioned windows, whistling non-stop.

At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

She is coming!
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Mu Shijing stood on the tail of the owl, the silk sash of his skirt fluttering in the wind.

The blade of the sword is like her quiet eyes, watching the wind and rain of the city with her.

This dead city was her birthplace, but if it wasn't for the orders of her master, she wouldn't want to come back.

This is a well-known forbidden place, where inexhaustible corrupt aura is deposited, ordinary people will be immediately corroded when stepping in, even if she put on snow-white anti-evil ice thin socks today, she still feels a little uncomfortable when she touches the ground .

This city is well-known among ascetics, but when she actually arrived today, she realized that it was even more weird than she had imagined.

The gate of the dead city has been closed by the imperial court for 15 years. It is firmly locked by several big bolts and iron chains, and no one is allowed to enter.But today, when Lin Shouxi fled here, the door was opened a crack strangely, and the iron chains and wooden bolts all broke and fell to the ground.

Before entering the city, it was still a cloudless and sunny day, but as soon as she stepped into the city, the sky was dark and the sky was pouring down with rain.

There are two completely different worlds inside and outside the city!

She chased and killed Lin Shouxi along the street, and broke through the doors of many old houses. In the house covered with spider silk and dust, there was another strange scene.

In the secular world, many people will place some statues of venerables to ward off disasters and pray for blessings, and the residents of this dead city are no exception, but the statues they enshrine are neither gods nor Buddhas... Those statues are distorted and weird, and most of them have octopuses Ordinary head, scale insect-like body, even the stone used for carving has the texture of sting skin.

Is there really such a monster in the world?
Mu Shijing has practiced purely since she was a child, respecting the gods, and her Taoist heart should be peaceful and flawless, but since she entered the city, she always felt a voice whispering in her heart, as if she wanted to tell some terrible secret.

The girl calmed down and stared into the distance. She could catch a very faint red line from the rain, and the other end of the red line was where Lin Shouxi was.

The red thread is her perception.

Lin Shouxi's physique is unparalleled in the world, and her perception is the best in the world.

Looking at the gloomy Guanyin Pavilion at the end of the red line, she lightly jumped into the rainstorm.

The 15-year-old girl cut through the rain and sprinted along the white street.

She stopped in front of the two-story Guanyin Pavilion.

……

The torrential rain fell without any sign of decline.

When Mu Shijing arrived outside the door, Lin Shouxi noticed it.

This opponent, whom he has only seen in his life, is just a door away from him!
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva blesses you." Momen didn't believe in Buddhist or Taoist gods, but he still recited silently.

In the Avalokitesvara Pavilion, the statue of Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands stood behind him, and the upper end reached the canopy of the algae well. Under such a huge shadow, he was holding the sword tightly, the meridians on the forehead were throbbing wildly, and the severe pain kept tearing at his body, but It didn't make his sword hand tremble.

The sword in his hand has also been with him for many years. At this moment, it seems to be able to sense the master's mind, and its edge is darkened, like a wolf dormant in the dark.

Heavy rain, heartbeat, breathing, sword intent, murderous aura...

The noisy rain disturbed his perception.

Suddenly thunder and lightning cracked the sky, and the mullioned windows were illuminated completely white!
Almost at the same time, the powerful swordsmanship 'White Pupil Black Phoenix Sword Classic' was mobilized at this moment, breaking through to the eighth level in an instant, Lin Shouxi's true energy surged, he split the wooden door like lightning, and cut into the wind and rain outside the house.

The arc of the sword is cold.

The wooden door was destroyed in an instant, and the rain was shredded into fog by the sword energy, and then merged into a water curtain and rolled up to the sky.

In the vast white water, the sound of sword cries and clashes resounded.

Lin Shouxi hit it!

He cut a sword, a sword hanging in the air.

The sword was chopped off in an instant, and stabbed obliquely on the ground, trembling continuously.

This is Mu Shijing's saber, but the owner of the sword is nowhere to be found!
"Not good!" His pupils narrowed slightly, realizing something was wrong.

The lightning had already flashed, and the deafening thunder came at this moment, and an even harsher sound sounded under the cover of the thunder.

It was the sound of the roof being chipped.

Mu Shijing hung her saber outside to confuse him with the intent of the sword, but she herself jumped onto the roof of the building at some point.

She smashed down the building with her true energy, and fell down from the well in the tall building like a falcon, and the weapon in her hand was two green tiles.

The blue tiles came through the air, spinning towards Lin Shouxi like a sharp blade.

Lin Shouxi was caught by the trick, and he hit the air with his sword. He turned around and swung his sword a little weakly, but he still intercepted the two flying tiles.

The tiles shattered into powder, and he let out a miserable snort, almost being shaken out of the Guanyin Pavilion.

Mu Shijing landed lightly and touched the ground with his toes. The Daoist Qi was condensed in the palm of his hand and released instantly.

Lin Shouxi wanted to swing the sword, but the tiger's mouth was torn, and he was unable to hold it, so he stretched out his left hand and bravely returned a palm.

The two palms clashed, and the true energy exploded, the sound was as loud as thunder.

Lin Shouxi took several steps back, stretched out his feet, and stabilized his figure.He knew that he would be defeated, but his mind was as calm as a lake. When the girl approached again, he held the sword in his left hand, forgot all the sword skills, and stabbed out with only his intuition.

Mu Shijing's expression froze, the dying sword seemed simple, but the killing intent was so solid that it was suffocating!
Too bad it's left-handed.

Mu Shijing could have chosen to avoid the edge temporarily, but she didn't. She is the number one in the world today, and she has her own pride.She bit her red lip, leaned forward against her killing intent, and pointed at it with the Taoism's unique "magic finger".

The sword and fingers crossed.

Lightning and thunder, the severed blue silk dancing wildly in the wind and rain.

Lin Shouxi's sword stopped by her cheek by a hair, but Mu Shijing's fingers firmly touched his chest!

In a moment, the victory and defeat have been divided.

The boy flew upside down and landed on the rain-watered platform.

His entire right arm was shattered, and it was hot and red. The rainstorm that fell touched his arm and turned into wisps of white steam.

Mu Shijing retracted his fingers and walked out of the Guanyin Pavilion with his hands behind his back.

Just now, the collision of true qi was too intense, and the eaves pillars, which had been in disrepair for a long time, were shaken to pieces, and finally they were overwhelmed and collapsed.

Mu Shijing turned a deaf ear to the destruction of Guanyin Pavilion, she just stared at Lin Shouxi who fell in the rain.

To her surprise, this peer of the Demon Sect still had the strength to sit up.

But that's all.

"Why do you want to be enchanted?" Mu Shijing asked routinely.

"I was picked up by my master since I was a child, and my master treats me like a relative, can I still join the enemy?" Lin Shouxi felt that she was asking a stupid question.

"Now your master is dead. If you wish to surrender, I can invite you to visit the god of worship. If the god forgives your sins and you are willing to correct your evil ways, the Taoist sect will let you go."

Mu Shijing spoke softly, as if out of pity for the only one of his kind.

"I want to live, but I don't want you to give me alms." Lin Shouxi smiled bitterly, "Besides, my Demon Sect never respects your gods."

"Then..." Mu Shijing shook his head lightly, and the emotion in his eyes became weaker and weaker: "Do you have any last wish?"

Lin Shouxi sat slumped in the thick blood pool, the chill penetrated into his bones like insects, he couldn't stop shivering, his thin face was washed pale by the heavy rain.

Those elegant white boots appeared in the blurred vision, and Mu Shijing approached.

"Do you have any regrets?" Lin Shouxi asked her back.

"Huh?" Mu Shijing frowned lightly.

"Killing me like this, can you prove your Dao heart?" Lin Shouxi's voice was weak. He wanted to raise his head, but he couldn't do it, so he could only look down at the ground.

Mu Shijing knew what he was talking about.

They are old enemies, and there should have been a fateful battle.

But this decisive battle was not fair—before Mu Shijing chased him down, he had been besieged by the elders of the Taoist sect, and he was seriously injured.

"Shimen doesn't want me to take risks, and Shijing doesn't dare to take risks with Shimen's future. I..." Mu Shijing pursed his lips, and said softly: "This battle can't prove my Dao heart, but it can prove my heart." Taoist orthodox."

"Orthodox Taoism?" Lin Shouxi sneered, endured the severe pain and said a series of words: "They want to use me to break your Taoist heart! You are too strong. After I die, the Demon Sect will be completely destroyed, and the Daoist Sect will be invincible in the world!" , when the time comes, you will be regarded as a threat instead... Your fate will never be good!"

Mu Shijing didn't refute. She looked at the dying young man and said, "I grew up in the Daoist sect, and the master taught me to raise me. Shijing didn't dare to forget his kindness, so he should repay it with all his strength. Besides, I have been in the Daoist sect until now. For 300 years, it has been my responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. I am the heir of this generation, and the fire of Taoism has come to me, so I will protect it from being extinguished."

"Are you convincing yourself?" Lin Shouxi sneered.

Mu Shijing remained silent.

She raised her fingers and stood in front of her.

A pure sword light condensed on the fingertips.

Lin Shouxi couldn't make any resistance, he tried his best to raise his head, as if he wanted to remember Mu Shijing's face.

Today is the first time he and Mu Shijing met. In the past, he had heard the legend of Mu Shijing. At that time, she came to Buddhism and listened to the first lecture with all the disciples. She just sat quietly on the futon and listened carefully. In the short time of a stick of incense, countless Buddhist disciples were broken.

In his opinion, this daoist girl is even more beautiful than the legend, but at this moment, this beauty heralds death.

Another bolt of lightning strikes, and the sky and the earth are extinguished.

Lin Shouxi's pupils shrank suddenly!
When death was approaching, his eyes suddenly moved away from Mu Shijing's face. He looked behind her, as if he saw something more terrifying than death.

Mu Shijing shook his head lightly, disappointed and said: "Such a trick, do you still want to deceive me?"

Lin Shouxi didn't seem to hear her words, his eyes were as dull as death.

When Mu Shijing saw blood dripping from the corner of his eye, she gasped and felt a chill on the back of her neck.

Hesitating, she slowly turned around.

The girl froze in place.

The Avalokitesvara Pavilion collapsed, but the Avalokitesvara statue still stands in the rainy night.

Frequently flashing electric lights illuminated its appearance.

Avalokitesvara... No!That's not a Guanyin statue at all!

Mu Shijing took a look, her pupils seemed to be stabbed by a sharp object, the pain was terribly painful, she hummed, closed her eyes and bowed her head, not daring to look at it again.

But she still remembered the general appearance of the 'Avalokitesvara':

A god in shabby yellow robes and a pale mask!

She didn't dare to look closely, but only noticed a bony hand protruding from the robe, holding a bone mark.And that robe... At this moment, she moved her eyes down, staring at the robe, it was an even more shocking scene:

I saw the turbid yellow lower robe bulging high, with countless swollen and scaly tentacles poking out from below, exuding a strong stench, and covered with scalp-numbing eyes and mouthparts!
The pure statues are certainly not scary, but the most frightening thing is that these disgusting things are twisting in this rainy day!

What exactly is that? !

Mu Shijing also felt that his body was frozen, his blood condensed into icicles, and his slender body couldn't help trembling.

Lin Shouxi also lowered his head after experiencing a brief period of blindness... It turns out that what Master said is true, there really are unknowable evil spirits in this world!

When he thought of this thing standing behind him just now, a chill filled every open pore.

Get out of here... get out of here!

They weren't sure if it was a living thing, but at this moment, all they could think about was fleeing.

But no one can move.

The moment they saw such a terrifying thing, their bodies and spirits were imprisoned in place.

Then, something even more terrifying happened - Lin Shouxi felt a cold and invisible hand touch his back and neck, counting his bones one by one.

No, that's not the hand either!
Lin Shouxi turned his head a little, and looked back with difficulty.

Fog!

That invisible hand turned out to be a thick wet fog spreading over!
I don't know when it started, a huge white fog surrounded them, it was a pale torrent, and it enveloped the whole city in a blink of an eye. The city under the platform was no longer a city, but more like an abyss shrouded in thick fog.

They can all feel that in this 'abyss', there are terrifying invisible ghosts running. The thick fog covered their true faces, but they did not block the maddening murmurs and hisses!
What kind of dead city is this?This is clearly the vestibule of purgatory!
No matter how talented Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were, they were just 15-year-old children. Under repeated fears, their Taoism almost fell apart.

"You...do you still remember the scene when we were born?" Lin Shouxi opened his mouth and said each word, his voice was dry and hoarse.

After a long time, Mu Shijing hummed.

They were babies at that time, and of course it was impossible to see them with their own eyes.

But they have heard about the catastrophe countless times from their elders——15 years ago, a strange white mist enveloped the entire city, the sky seemed to be torn open by a demon, and turbid yellow lightning struck the city. The center twisted, and the torrential rain vented all night.After one night, the city was full of carrion corpses, only two babies survived.

Mu Shijing understood the meaning of his words.

When they were born, the catastrophe that almost ruined the lives of all the people in the city... reappeared in front of them!

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(The new book is released, and the new book period is temporarily updated with one or two chapters every day. Jianjian first adapts to the rhythm of writing books~)

(ps: It's not a gag novel, it simply borrows some elements, but the essence is still a royal and passionate novel)
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