The Shadowless God of the Six Doors

Chapter 249 The Aggrieved Demon God

Zhang Wenjin nodded and said, "Has the Taoist priest ever practiced kung fu?"

"No, I followed the teacher to practice the art of saving people. I just learn the art of guiding and strengthening my body on weekdays." Dao Ling said: "Little friend, have you ever read Taoism?"

Zhang Wenjin shook his head, he had only practiced the method of nine-breathing and receiving qi, and had not read any Taoist scriptures.

"I have countless Taoist classics. If you only practice exercises without studying Taoist classics, it is difficult to improve your realm. Even if you improve your strengths, your future achievements will be limited. If you are interested, my son, I can give you a copy." Ling Daochang said He looked at Zhang Wenjin.

"Thank you, Taoist priest. Although I don't learn much Taoist kung fu, I feel confused and can't make progress. Today, Taoist priest said something to wake up the dreamer. If there are Taoist classics, I would like to study them." Zhang Wenjin said.

"Actually, this book is not an advanced martial arts secret book, but when my master was alive, he urged me to read it every day. It is said that it can comprehend the world, and if the comprehension is good, you can use it to realize real skills."

Daochang Ling took out a thin book from a small package beside him and handed it to Zhang Wenjin.Taking the book in his hand, Zhang Wenjin opened it and saw that it was a manuscript with neat handwriting.

""Qing Jing Sutra"?" Zhang Wenjin looked up at Taoist Ling.

"Yes, although this book does not have many words, it is an ancient and strange book. It is said that it was written by the Taoist ancestor. My Taoist brothers must read this scripture every morning class. If you like it, I will give it to you." Ling Daochang laughed.

"Thank you, Daoist!" Zhang Wenjin accepted the book.

That night, Daoist Ling fell asleep soundly when nothing happened, and Zhang Wenjin opened the "Qing Jing Jing".

Zhang Wenjin stayed up all night last night. He had nothing to do to read the "Qing Jing Jing", wanting to see how this Taoist classic is.Unexpectedly, the more I looked at it, the more I couldn't let it go, and finally I went out of the room directly, and felt the world in the courtyard.Maybe it's because of enough accumulation, maybe it's because of years of practicing the method of absorbing qi with nine breaths, and I have a deep understanding of the contents of the scriptures.

When the east was turning pale in the early morning, Zhang Wenjin put down his book and walked out of the room to stand in the courtyard to feel the power of heaven and earth. He suddenly felt the coercion of heaven and earth, stretched out his right hand, and the treasured sword flew directly into his hand without a shadow.

Zhang Wenjin swung his knife horizontally, and it was extremely difficult to swing the knife, as if the knife was driving the power of the heaven and earth to rotate. With the swing of the knife, the knife turned into a blue-white knife light, and the knife light flew out one after another. Objects within ten feet were shattered by the blade light, and there was a sound of explosion in the air.The wooden stakes used for the fence were chopped to pieces.

Zhang Wenjin sat cross-legged on the wooden pier, held the treasured knife in his hand and closed his eyes to feel the power brought by the knife. It was not until there was a long howl that the understanding of the mind was completed.

Zhang Wenjin named this knife "Flying Snow Mantian".

Daoist Ling was awakened by Zhang Wenjin's long cry, and pushed the door out, only to see that the courtyard was in a mess. Zhang Wenjin was sitting cross-legged on a wooden stake with a knife in his hand, as if in meditation.

The old man and Yu'er turned pale in shock when they left the house, and just about to open their mouths to call Zhang Wenjin, Daoist Ling made a gesture to silence the two.

Everyone returned to the house and prepared breakfast.

Fast-forward to noon, Zhang Wenjin opened his mouth to the sky, and a gust of white air rose into the sky, straight to the sky.

Seeing Zhang Wenjin walk into the room, Daoist Ling cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, my lord, you have learned something! Kung fu is a step closer."

"I'm ashamed and ashamed, it's just that I have some insights from observing the world." Zhang Wenjin got off the stake and said with a smile: "Speaking of it, I have to thank the Taoist priest for giving me the book."

"My lord is really a genius. In just one night, I felt the power of heaven and earth from the book. I have been practicing for many years and reciting scriptures, but I can't get the right result. It seems that my lord is destined for Taoism! We are all ordinary people and cannot be with you. On a par." Daoist Ling looked at Zhang Wenjin enviously.

Daoist Ling left that day and invited Zhang Wenjin to stay in the Taoist temple for a few days, but Zhang Wenjin politely declined.Zhang Wenjin still has some tricks. He just learned the method of nine-breathing and breathing, and he has a little Taoist rhyme on his body, which is far worse than those real Taoist practitioners.Don't go to the Taoist temple to fight the big tail wolf.

After nightfall, Zhang Wenjin meditated with his eyes closed, and found that the demon god was listlessly sitting in the divine fire cage.

"Devil God, I have learned a new trick, do you want to try it?" Zhang Wenjin said with a smirk.

"Besides, as long as you don't use Immortal Slash, I'm afraid of you." The Demon God said with a look of contempt.

Zhang Wenjin snorted coldly, and with the help of the power of the primordial spirit, he transformed into a human form, stood outside the cage of divine fire, turned his palms into knives, and used all his strength to unleash the flying snow that he had just realized.

One after another, the sword light flew towards the demon god, who immediately became alert, and hurriedly slapped a few palms to resist the sword light.When the Demon God was weak, he dodged a few deadly blade lights, but there were too many blade lights, like flying snow, and soon the Demon God was hit seven or eight times.

"Ah! Boy, I think you are a belly button cupping pot, you are dead! Wait until I go out and grab your head, no, I will seal your three souls and six souls, and slash you three hundred times with a knife every day. Stop now!" !” The Demon God kept shouting.

Although there are many sword glows, they are still not powerful enough for the demon god, and they cannot kill the demon god.

Half an hour later, just when Zhang Wenjin was about to lose his hold, the Demon God yelled: "If you stop, I will teach you how to use the Demon God Finger."

Zhang Wenjin took the opportunity to stop the attack. If he continued to cut down, he would have exhausted his internal energy.

"Tell me, if you dare to lie to me, I will continue to kill you. See how long you can persist." Zhang Wenjin threatened.

"I'm afraid of you."

As the Demon God spoke, a trace of power was separated from his body. Without the protection of the Demon God, this strand of power was quickly refined by Dao Yun and integrated into Zhang Wenjin's body, and the power increased a little. A skill appeared in the brain, Demon God Finger.

"If you let me out, I will tell you the cultivation experience of this Demon God's Finger in detail. If you don't let me go, you can study it yourself." The Demon God threatened.

"Are you so confident? Then I realized that the plan of the Demon God referring to you is in vain?" Zhang Wenjin knew that the Demon God wanted to take this opportunity to get away.

"Boy, this is all for your own good. If you don't want to hear it, forget it. I'm fine here." Demon God said.

"Okay, that's it for today, I want to learn about your Demon God Finger. We'll talk in a few days." Zhang Wenjin turned and disappeared.

"How many days? Will come again in a few days!" The demon god wanted to cry but had no tears.

Zhang Wenjin spent one night comprehending the Demon God's Finger. Although he didn't comprehend it thoroughly, he also gained a lot.After sunrise, Zhang Wenjin came to the woods not far away with a sword in his hand. He felt a lot of inadequacies when he attacked the demon god and used Flying Snow to fill the sky.Zhang Wenjin walked into the depths of the woods, borrowing the power of heaven and earth to perform this move again, increasing the power of this move over and over again, making the blade glow more restrained.

More than ten days later, Zhang Wenjin came before the Demon God again.

"I haven't been idle for a while, do you want to try my new sword technique?" Zhang Wenjin looked at the demon god with malicious intentions.

"No, don't." The Demon God shouted.

Zhang Wenjin didn't care about his reaction, he used Flying Snow one after another, each knife was as fast as a knife.The demon god exerted all his strength to resist the snow-like bluish-white sword light, and the one who was cut screamed loudly.

The power of the demon god is constantly weakening as the blades are cut down. At this time, the demon god's eyes are full of anger. The demon god who was famous and powerful thousands of years ago is now being bullied by a boy who has turned his strength and is powerless to fight back. At this moment, the demon god was extremely aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)