I will bury the gods

Chapter 2 The Millennium Covenant
Lin Shouxi seemed to have a dream.

The average child doesn't have childhood memories, but he does, and it's clear.

He remembered the scene when he was carried back by his master when he was still in swaddling, remembered the four characters 'do good and accumulate virtue' painted on the stele pavilion of the Demon Sect, remembered the nurse... No, he was weaned from the moment he was born.

What I remember most is when my master cast lots for himself when he was a child, including coins, pen and ink, abacus, jade pendants and so on.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally grabbed a black scale like a shell.

The onlookers were silent for a while, and for a long time, Lin Shouxi heard someone speak:
"When he found this child, he held this thing tightly in his hand and refused to let go of it for several days and nights. Now he picked this thing again... The legend can't be true, right? This child is really born from an evil dragon. And this black scale is his inverse scale!"

'The evil dragon is reincarnated as a human, with the scales in its mouth, and it is a disaster for the common people', this rumor started from nowhere, but it became a stir in the devil's door.

"If there is no evidence, you must never say it again in the future." Master sternly reprimanded.

They didn't know that Lin Shouxi at that time could already understand.

The black scale was later embedded in white copper and hung around his neck.

Apart from being hard, there was nothing special about the black scales. At that time, he searched through the ancient books and only found a record of 'Purifying the dragon's scales, which can make people puzzled', so over time, he even forgot its existence.

When he was a child, Lin Shouxi liked to sit aside casually and listen to the speeches of his brothers and sisters, and learn some interesting things from them.

Momen has a good atmosphere, and his brothers and sisters never rejected him because of his strange origin. The biggest reason for this is that he was really good-looking, especially before he was ten years old, his voice and description were very immature. Call him Junior Junior Brother, and the senior brothers jokingly call him Junior Junior Sister.

It was also from their mouths that Lin Shouxi learned that there is more than one anomaly in this world.

That same type was named Mu Shijing, a little girl from the Taoist sect.They were all found in that dead city.

He has always been curious about his only kind.

At the age of three, he felt that he should be able to speak, so he opened his mouth to speak.

"Master, not only do we not do evil things, but instead we punish the strong and help the weak, and suppress bandits and eliminate evil, why do we call it the Demon Sect?" This was the first question he asked.

"Because this demon is not another demon." The master sold it off, and then explained the reason to him.

A few decades ago, the rivers and lakes were lifeless. At that time, those who could fly over the eaves and walk the walls and split stones with their hands were considered masters, and those who swayed on the water and killed people with flying swords were completely nonsense stories of Mr. Storyteller.

But 60 years ago, the story came true.

At that time, two monsters suddenly appeared in the Yellow River and Luoshui, one was a headless fish with a hundred beards and one hundred legs, and the other was a four-legged snake with a hundred scales and a hundred eyes, and they each came out with a book.These two books happened to be acquired by the ancestors of the two schools of magic and Taoism, and were named after the legendary ancient book Hetu Luoshu.

These two books record a special method of breathing and breathing, which cannot be described in words, only those who touch the pages can inherit it.

After getting the inheritance, the masters suddenly discovered that they could breathe out a kind of true qi, and this true qi merged into the meridians and turned into a mysterious power. With the blessing of this power, they could even use sword intent Murder and other magical powers that only dared to imagine in the past.

The martial arts flourished.

People are curious about the origin of infuriating energy, so according to the density of infuriating energy, they searched for the source all the way, and finally found an ancient dead city.

The dead city is the densest place of infuriating energy, and many masters choose to move here to settle down and devote themselves to cultivation.

But the good times didn't last long, and while infuriating empowered people, it also corrupted many people.During the practice of some practitioners, black and purple lines suddenly appeared on their arms, and the lines spread rapidly, irresistibly swallowing people and turning them into putrid corpses.

In the years when martial arts grew savagely, more and more monks were corrupted.

As a result, the ancestors of the Demon Sect who obtained the Luoshu believed that the so-called true qi was the devilish breath, the ancient city should be banned, the Hetu Luoshu should be destroyed, and everyone should stop cultivating, and not become a medium for the growth of the devilish breath.

Daomen believe that practice is a gift from the gods. Today's human flesh and blood are still weak and not suitable for infuriating. After a few generations, they will be able to completely control it. Destroying this book is not only self-castration, but also to the gods. Overstepping, absolutely impossible.

Both factions have their own supporters, the Daomen is much more powerful, and they refer to each other as the 'magic door'.

"We have been fighting for many years, and the Daomen has always had the upper hand. If it wasn't for the catastrophe in the ancient city three years ago, and all those Daoist masters who insisted on staying in the city died violently, our magic door might have been destroyed." Master said.

"It turns out that cultivation is such a dangerous thing." Lin Shouxi sighed.

"Well, infuriating is the way the demons contaminate the world, and it is a terrible thing like a plague. But Daomen is stubborn and unwilling to accept the truth." The master sighed, "Before defeating Daomen and taking Hetu, We know that infuriating energy is a demonic breath, but we can only breathe out and practice to fight against them.”

"Will I be polluted?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"You are special." The master said firmly.

"Oh..." Lin Shouxi nodded ignorantly and asked again, "By the way, since the Demon Gate is another name, what was our original name?"

"Heaven and Earth Jiaotai Yin-Yang Acacia Sect." The master said grandly.

"...The Devil's Sect is pretty good too." Lin Shouxi said inexperienced.

At the age of four, he touched Luoshu and gained the ability to breathe out infuriating energy, and then he began to practice the magic door method.

At the age of seven, he learned all the martial arts of Momen.

It was also this year that he asked the Demon Sect Master curiously: "Master, since what kind of sect we were in the past, will we still inherit the unique skills of the previous clan?"

"I don't do it, because this method is not compatible with the breathing of true qi." The master said helplessly: "We are a small sect that is indifferent to the world, and we just want to simply enjoy the joy we are born with. But after the book of fish and snake was picked up by the ancestors, the mission came to us, we must abandon everything in the past, and fight to the death to prevent the invasion of magic breath."

Lin Shouxi nodded regretfully.

"Don't think about it, starting tomorrow, you have to forget all the spells you have learned in the past three years." Master said.

"I didn't think wildly." Lin Shouxi got the wrong point.

The master looked at him, "You should ask why."

"Um...why?"

"Because they will merge together and become the strongest swordsmanship in the Demon Sect, the White Eyed Black Phoenix Sword Sutra." After the master said this, he left with a swirl of his sleeves.

The white pupil and the black phoenix are the gods that the demons believe in.

Its sculpture stands in front of the mountain gate, like a black flame in a gust of wind, arrogant and majestic, and immortal. The pair of white pupils have no variegation, and the inner light is blazing, as if they can see through the universe at a glance.

According to the master, the first and only time the patriarch saw it was in a dream.

It is precisely because Heihuang taught the Patriarch Sword Sutra in the dream that this strengthened Patriarch's belief.

There are nine levels of the White Eyed Black Phoenix Sword Sutra. It seems simple, but it is actually very difficult. After so many years, no one has cultivated it to the extreme.

"The dragon is the leader of a hundred scales, and the phoenix is ​​the king of all sparrows. You were born with scales in your head, and you cultivate this sword scripture, and in the future, you will be invincible in the world."

On the first day Lin Shouxi cultivated his sword, the master encouraged him like this.

"But as the saying goes, the devil is one foot high and the road is ten feet high..." Lin Shouxi hesitated.

"That's a Taoist saying, our saying is exactly the opposite." The master patted him on the shoulder, "Moreover, as the saying goes, a ruler is short and an inch is long."

Lin Shouxi nodded thoughtfully.

He was very talented and did not live up to his master's expectations. He reached the eighth level in just a few years, leaving all his brothers and sisters behind.

But life is not like cultivating the Tao, and it will not always be smooth sailing because of his extraordinary talent.

At the age of 14, the master died.

He died from being corroded by infuriating energy.

That day, the master called Lin Shouxi to the room and showed him his wrist.On the old wrist, there is a black and purple stripe, like a blood-sucking worm lying underneath.

"I'm going to die," the master said calmly.

"Can I...do anything?" Lin Shouxi felt sad.

"Shouxi, you are the disciple I have devoted the most effort to. I asked you to come today because I want to teach you something at the end." The master looked at him and said earnestly.

Lin Shouxi originally thought that the master was going to teach him the ability to press the bottom of the box, but no, the master just stood in front of him and let him watch the black and purple infuriating qi erode and engulf this body little by little.

The skin is occupied by black and purple bloodshots, the bones inside are melted, and the body is like a house that has lost its load-bearing pillars.That was the rotten evil spirit awakening in his body, replacing him little by little.

Lin Shouxi only found out today that the master turned out to be so old.

He pulled out his sword and wanted to help the master cut it off, but the master shook his head vigorously while groaning miserably.

The skin was wrapped in rotten and sore flesh, the sticky stench was unpleasant, and the old man was enduring unimaginable pain. After holding on for an unimaginable amount of time, the sky gradually darkened, and there was an abnormal sound, which was the eyeball rolling from his face. The sound of falling, smashing to the ground.The final scream rang out, as strange as a demon.

Lin Shouxi knelt on the ground and touched his face, his hands were full of tears.

He took his master's sword, which was handed down from generation to generation by the sect masters of the Demon Sect. It was called 'Death Certificate'.

He ran the sword across his palm.

"The evil dragon is reincarnated as a human, with scales in its mouth, and it is a disaster for the common people... Master, you believed in me when you were young, and now I will not let you down." Lin Shouxi vowed to the bloodstain that was barely visible: "One day, I will exterminate all evil and bring the world back to life."

……

In the storm, Mu Shijing saw Lin Shouxi stand up with difficulty.

He grabbed the sword from the rain, and the heart technique of the White Eyed Black Phoenix Sword Sutra occupied all four limbs, miraculously suppressing his injury!He took the initiative to walk towards the demon, and the tip of the sword dragged a long waterline on the ground.

You are the source of all filth... Lin Shouxi suddenly wanted to laugh.

"What are you going to do?" Mu Shijing asked him coldly.

"Is this the god you worship?" Lin Shouxi answered nonchalantly.

"How... how is it possible?" Mu Shijing was flustered.

This is the dead city, the center of all infuriating energy. This terrifying monster also has a disgusting amount of infuriating energy, but... But, how could a god be such a thing? !

"This is by no means a god! It's a demon, a demon that wrecks everything. True qi is originally a gift from God, pure and unsullied, and it tarnishes true qi!" Mu Shijing's tone was firm, but his red lips were trembling.

"Is it a devil..." Lin Shouxi chuckled lightly, as if sarcastically.

He stopped talking, turned around, and looked directly at the monster's true face, blood gushing out of his eyes, dripping across his pale face, he ran against the wind, swung his sword, leaped up, and slashed towards the great monster, the blade of the sword. The cold light provoked is like a broken moon.

The picture seemed to freeze here, the only one of its kind in the world was about to be killed, Mu Shijing suddenly felt a little lonely, the sneer before he turned around echoed harshly in her ears, and she understood.

"It's a demon..." Mu Shijing also retrieved the sword from the ground. The blade light was like a mirror, reflecting her porcelain-white face. In front of him, Shi Jing... how could he turn a blind eye?"

The girl's voice was immature, and there was sadness and determination in the ethereal spirit.

The Taoist Heart Art is re-circulated.

The despair and fear in her heart were persuaded, the sword volleyed back, her figure flew away, and she rushed into the rain curtain that was pouring down from the sky.

The demon was right in front of her, and the girl was like a lonely silver fish, trying her best to spread her wing-like fins, leaping vigorously, and leaping into the empty sky.

The two descendants of Daomen and Momen slashed at the evil god with their swords one after another, their swords shining like flying stars!
(End of this chapter)