long night walk

Chapter 616 Martial Daoist

Bai Lian was about to draw his sword.

At this time, a sunspot fell like rain.

A lingering aftertaste of chess killing slanted down in the space, and the crisp sound of chess pieces falling on the board easily overwhelmed the sharp screaming sound from the mouth of the human face.

The extremely round and powerful chess piece was like a drop of clear ink, and it fell between the eyebrows of the human face.

A force that is not domineering and powerful but very mysterious, like a soldier breaking the situation, its aura staggered and decomposed on the stone patterns on the human face.

There was a bang, and the face on the mountain exploded into a deep round hole.

Blood was continuously flowing in the pit, as if the human skin had been blasted and injured.

Mencius's non-essential energy was no longer passing away, and the souls of the dead all took two deep breaths of Yang energy.

He coughed hoarsely, bent back repeatedly, his face was blue and gray.

For a brief moment, he seemed to be ten years older all of a sudden, and his black temples were also stained with a few inches of frost.

What is this!It's so evil!
Jiang Shaoyu, who was behind him, was also frightened and dumbfounded, his mouth was open and he couldn't say a word.

"I said, how long do you guys want to talk, my time is very precious." The clear and crisp voice came from the long wind.

Everyone couldn't help but look up, on the eerie black mountain, there was a blush shadow, under the long night wind of the craggy whirling, the charming blush woman was like a painting, slowly outlining the desolate and beautiful contour.

Mencius recognized the woman's identity at a glance, and subconsciously dodged his eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, she saw several human faces reappeared at the foot of the mountain she was standing on, with their eyes open and their mouths open, as if they wanted to pull her into the abyss.

Mencius Fei's face changed drastically, and he hoarsely reminded: "Be careful where you step!"

Yin Baishuang didn't even look at him, and snorted coldly, and once again a sunspot was condensed on his thin white fingertips, reflecting a cold luster.

Those faces seem to smell something extremely dangerous, and the eyeballs made of stone are twirling wildly in the eye sockets, sometimes killing, sometimes greedy, and sometimes unwilling.

In the end, all these emotions turned into fear, and those faces disappeared into the mountains little by little.

Yin Baishuang glanced at his feet indifferently, as if disdainful.

While the red dress was fluttering, she fell lightly like a raging fire, and with her backhand, she shot the black bullet in her hand to the ridge.

A small round chess piece seems to be hitting the hammer of heaven and man.

The pitch-black hill flew backwards with a bang, causing countless smoke and dust to disperse, grass clippings flying, and the huge black silhouette was instantly swallowed up and disappeared by the night.

Not long after, the sound of heavy and depressing footsteps came from deep in the forest.

Thirteen sunspots hung in front of Yin Baishuang again. Her almond eyes were cold and silent, and she sneered, "When will the stone demon be able to hang out with monkeys?"

The human-faced white ape itself is a powerful monster at the peak of the Lingling Realm, and the heavy mountain it has been carrying all year round behind it is actually such a terrifying monster.

In the darkness, a burly man as tall as a mountain kicked away several thick crossbars blocking him, and walked into the sight of everyone.

He licked the pierced wound on his arm, looked at Yin Baishuang expressionlessly, and his voice rumbled like thunder, as if it contained some kind of heaven and earth prestige: "Cangwu Palace, Moqi Palace."

Yin Baishuang didn't care about the monstrous hostility emanating from the stone demon.

Stone demons, born with stone spirits, are the most difficult kind of monsters among the monster clan to practice and to give birth to spiritual wisdom.

It is not easy for them to take shape by nature, and they need to endure thousands of years of wind and frost, thousands of years of thunder forging, and thousands of years of sea immersion before they can develop a trace of spiritual wisdom and absorb the spirit of heaven and earth over time to become demons.

And this stone demon's practice is not shallow, and he is only a step away from crossing the catastrophe. However, judging from his stone age, he has not experienced the long history that a stone demon should have experienced, at most not more than a thousand years.

Looking at the appearance of this breath, it is obvious that an abnormal method is used for cultivation.

Just now, the supernatural power of hiding his face in the stone and absorbing the monk's yang energy, at first glance, it is not the supernatural power that a stone demon should have.

The yin energy in his body is extremely strong. It is thought that the body of the mountain stone originated from an evil place with negative yin, and it was born with yin gnaws. After becoming a spirit, it needs to absorb a large amount of yang energy from human monks to maintain the balance of yin energy in the body.

It is normal for such an abnormal spirit linker to be far more powerful than the monsters in the same realm.

But it is a pity that all things generate and restrain each other.

In the Hall of Moqi, each of the 360 ​​chess pieces in the hall is refined from bodhi seeds that correspond to the Western Sanskrit realm.

The bodhi seed belongs to wood.

The stone demon belongs to the soil.

Shengmu overcomes the yin and soil, and it is always disadvantageous.

Bai Li'an's punch failed to leave any marks on the body of the stone demon, but Yin Baishuang and his sons injured his body.

Furthermore, Yin Baishuang's own cultivation base is not weak at all, so it is naturally difficult for the shady stone demon to do anything wrong in front of her.

The upper wound on the stone demon's arm cracked deeper and deeper, no matter how much he licked it, the blood couldn't be stopped.

His eyeballs rolled violently, and under a great deal of hostility, he actually tore off his own arm with his bare hands and threw it aside.

Not long after, his shoulders twitched continuously, and a new arm was actually born again.

The stone demon squeezed his fists, and said in a cold voice: "People from Cangwu Palace dare to break into my demon world alone, do you think you can leave here alive today? Even if you can overcome me spiritually, this mountain is full of monsters, attacking them in groups , presumably even if you have the displacement white piece in your hand, you will not escape your fate."

Yin Baishuang said coldly: "Then before that, I will get rid of you, the stone demon."

With cold eyes, the stone demon took a step forward, crushing his torn arm.

That arm was instantly shattered into countless stones, but at a certain moment, it was endowed with a magical energy. The broken stones seemed to come to life, splitting into countless small stone figures, and scattered away.

This move is obviously intended to summon the monsters hiding in the mountains.

"Trouble." Yin Baishuang spat out two words lightly, and the dozens of sunspots floating around his body turned into white, swish swish swish, carrying the matter of piercing clouds and cracking mountains, and blasted into the void in all directions.

Dozens of white flames formed a spatial domain, and the scattered little stone figures collided with the cliffs of the domain formed by the white flames, instantly burning to ashes.

The Yin Mountain Stone Demon's expression was extremely cold, a gloomy flame surged in his indifferent eyes, and he held his left hand in the direction of the waning moon in the sky.

In an instant, the brilliance of the waning moon suddenly dimmed a lot, and traces of black air flowed from the sky to his palm, instantly condensing into a solemn atmosphere.

The aura around him changed drastically, and the branches and leaves shaken by the long wind seemed to be frozen by the space. There was a sudden silence, and even Bai Lian, who had adapted to the atmosphere of the night, couldn't help but feel an ominous sense of oppression.

While the momentum was brewing, there was a sudden sound of thunder, and two white pieces exploded in response. It was a force from outside the domain, breaking into this domain domineeringly.

Yin Baishuang's eyes turned cold, and he looked somewhere in the deep forest.

"Enough." It was a man's voice, two simple words, but it caused extreme panic to appear on Shi Yao's face.

The black brilliance on his fist faded away, and while his burly body was trembling, he lowered his head and knelt down towards the direction of the voice: "Master Hao Nong, why are you here?"

Mencius Fei and Jiang Shaoyu couldn't help being shocked when they saw the stone demon's change of attitude.

In Baiqiu Mountain, although there is a clear hierarchy among the war slaves, the monsters in the mountain are warlike and brutal by nature, and no one obeys anyone's discipline. There are only plundering, devouring, and biting among the monsters. Like who surrendered.

However, this Baiqiu Mountain was created by Milu alone, and the hand of the prison magic general cannot reach here.

Looking at it with somewhat curious eyes.

I saw a middle-aged and middle-aged man of medium build walking out of the dark jungle.

He was dressed in very ordinary clothes, short and neat cardigan, and the trousers made of coarse linen were rolled up to the calves, and the trouser legs were tightened, revealing a pair of strong calves, and the feet were also worn with simple straw sandals.

From top to bottom, there was no unusual aura to be seen. He walked over with a hoe on his shoulders. On the contrary, he looked more like a rural farmer who had just finished farm work in the field.

An ordinary appearance, an ordinary dress, and an ordinary aura.

But it made the stone demon tremble.

The middle-aged man named Hao Nong put the hoe on his shoulder on the ground casually, with a somewhat unhappy expression on his face.

"Half a month ago, I told you that a lunatic broke into the Demon Realm. He valued the weather of the moon very much. If you draw the energy of the moon to fend off the enemy in such a way, if that lunatic notices, the whole hundred Qiu Shan will be buried with you."

The stone demon didn't dare to show any indiscretion or disrespect in front of this person, and quickly lowered his head: "It's the devil's negligence."

Hao Nong stopped looking at him, turned his eyes, and Yin Baishuang's outline was reflected in his pupils that were much more vicissitudes than his appearance: "When can human beings be so ostentatious in the devil world?"

Yin Baishuang looked at this extremely ordinary man: "Are you human too?"

As soon as this remark came out, Meng Zifei and others were shocked.

In this mountain, there are actually human beings who can control the monsters?

Mencius had been in the mountains for many days. This was the first time he saw a human without a collar outside the slave camp. It seemed that this person's identity was far from simple as it appeared on the surface.

"Yes, I am human just like you." Hao Nong said frankly: "But there is one thing that I am quite different from you. It’s the scum of the world, the devil heretics.”

Yin Baishuang frowned: "Magic cultivator?"

Bai Li'an shook his head and said, "He doesn't have devil energy in his body, so he shouldn't practice devil ways."

Hao Nong smiled: "Whoever says that the person whose heart is directed towards the devil must be a devil cultivator. Even though I practice the orthodox art of Taoism, this still cannot change the fact that I hunt and kill human beings all the year round and destroy all schools of Taoism."

It was so bad that it was so righteous, Yin Baishuang's face couldn't help but sink.

At this time, Bai Lian said again: "But I see that you are not an orthodox magician of Han Taoism. The breath in your body is mixed, and the spiritual power nodes in your practice are all connected, and the spiritual roots are shallow and short. The spiritual treasure is dark and there is no spiritual breath. Yun Qi, on the contrary, is full of aura in the veins of the body, overflowing on the surface of the skin."

While speaking, he blinked his eyes and came to a correct conclusion: "You are a martial artist."

Not to mention Mencius, even Yin Baishuang couldn't help showing surprise.

In today's era of abundant aura, physical cultivation is almost on the verge of decline, not to mention that none of the three sects in the world is a major in physical fitness.

Even if you look at the entire first-class immortal family, you can't find a warrior body cultivation force.

Even the Myriad Dao Immortal League, which gathers casual practitioners from all walks of life in the world, has extremely strict conditions for physical practitioners to join the alliance.

Since ancient times, martial arts training together has been a remote path.

In today's world, most Qi refiners look down on physical cultivators, and think that martial arts and martial arts are the only way of practice chosen by those with mixed spiritual roots and no path to immortality.

Qi refiners who reach Kaiyuan state can fly with the sword.

On the other hand, martial arts practitioners, even if they have reached the realm of Yuanfu, which is at the same level as the realm of Qi refiners, can hardly control their swords.

All of this stems from the fact that martial arts practitioners are all grassroots spiritual roots, and they cannot store a large amount of spiritual power at all.

Moreover, the lifespan of a martial artist is far inferior to that of a qi refiner.

The lifespan of a monk in the Tribulation Realm can reach a thousand years, but a warrior in the Yuanfu Realm can only live for 500 years.

Over time, on the mainland, it became more and more difficult for physical practitioners, and this way gradually declined.

On the contrary, those who are born with immortal blood and have strong physique are very interested in physical training, and can use their own blood to make up for the shortcomings of incomplete spiritual roots.

But in the human world, those who are able to achieve profound accomplishments in martial arts have been extinct for thousands of years.

The man named Hao Nong felt extremely harsh when he heard the word Wufu. He lowered his eyebrows and his voice became colder: "So what?"

But Bai Lian didn't mean to be sarcastic at him. He had a look of interest on his face and said, "I'm very curious. Since thousands of years ago, hundreds of fairy schools have sprung up like clouds, the spirit of the mountain is full of charm, and the fairy spirits are at their peak." , and martial arts are gradually declining, and on Tianyao Continent, there is no human being able to cultivate their body and veins to the realm of Yuanfu, how did you do it?"

Hao Nong turned his gaze, as if he couldn't understand why this young man was so interested in the way of body cultivation, he said rather coldly: "So what if you have reached the realm of the Yuan Mansion, the earth respected by the human race is the way of heaven and man, Even if I become the pinnacle of martial arts, it's just a joke that those high-ranking qi refiners say with disdain."

When Jiang Shaoyu heard this, his face turned livid and he said: "So you devoted yourself to the way of demons, trained war slaves for the demons, and let go of the slaughter of my human monks?!"

Hao Nong seemed to have heard the big joke, and his vicissitudes of eyes seemed to be jumping with anger: "In the hearts of you qi practitioners, I am afraid that warriors like us are narrow-minded people."

Jiang Shaoyu snorted coldly, and said indignantly: "The villain has no integrity, abandons the root and chases the end, thinks about what he enjoys, and thinks about what he wants to seize. If he is not a narrow-minded person, why would he vent his frustrated anger on others? .

Originally, I thought it was difficult for a martial artist to gain an inch because he was limited by the quality of his own spiritual root. Now, it seems that his spiritual root and mind are not good enough. It is no wonder that physical cultivation has declined. How can we imagine that we can break through the road and go far? "

Hao Nong's face suddenly sank, and he couldn't see clearly his emotions or anger, but his eyes were as red as if he wanted to eat people, which made his ordinary face look terrifying like a monster's face.

He smiled on the surface and said: "You have no spiritual roots and disposition? You are so arrogant. If you have great ambition, why should you let the dog circle hold your neck? If you are proud and take the circle yourself, I hereby promise , don’t kill you, and wait until the day when the Raven Bridge connects the world, and personally send you back to the world, then this son of the righteous way, do you dare to do it?”

Jiang Shaoyu's expression froze, and he was speechless in anger.

No one wants to be a useless person. Now that he has lost a leg, if his spine is also broken, even if he returns to the sect, he will be worse than death.

(End of this chapter)