Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 25 025, murderous, like no one else
After only glancing at the girl, Shen Lang couldn't help turning his head away.

It's not that he doesn't dare to look at dead people.

This was already the second time he had seen a dead person up close.

The bloody, brain-smeared, and stenchy corpse I saw at the entrance of Wangjiazhuang before was far more stimulating to the senses than this corpse.At least this corpse is not that bloody and bloody.

But even so, even with the previous "experience", the tragic state of the corpse in front of him still made Shen Lang shocking and unbearable.

Slowly exhaling a foul breath, Shen Lang forced himself to turn his head around again, staring at the dead girl's corpse.

There were swollen and black fingerprints all over the girl's body, her ribs collapsed, her hips collapsed, her knees were twisted... the whole person looked almost out of shape.

Shen Lang pursed his lips tightly, came to the girl's body and squatted down, and took one of her arms.

The arms were like cooked noodles, limp as if they had no bones to support them.Shen Lang fumbled lightly on her arm, and found that her entire arm, from fingers to shoulder bones, had been completely smashed into small pieces.

Not only the arms, but also the legs and feet.

Shen Lang was almost certain that she died in despair and fear.

【Meow~Shen Lang, you took me out of the city to this kind of place in the middle of the night just to find her? 】

"Correct."

【What's the matter with her? 】

"He was murdered in an extremely cruel way."

【What do you want to do? 】

Shen Lang didn't answer, stood up, frowned and remained silent for a while, said offendingly, wrapped the girl's body in a straw mat, carried it out of the pit, and dug the pit again.

It was not until a nearly 1.5-meter-deep pit was dug that the girl was sent back to the bottom of the pit and buried with soil.

While he was working hard.

Xiao Zhao, who let the air out, couldn't help asking:

[Shen Lang, don't you want to make decisions for her, meow? 】

"Any questions?"

【But we don't know her...with no relatives or reasons...】

"I once dreamed of walking the world with a sword..."

[I know, I know, you want to be a chic hero, but we really don't know her.Even if I drank a bowl of water from her and ate a piece of dried fish from her, there was a reason why it was so spicy, but now for no reason...]

"Heroes, whether you have no relatives or no reason, or you have never met in life, if you see injustice on the road, or even hear injustice, you can draw your sword in anger and uphold justice. Not for profit, not for fame, not for love, just for one' It’s hard to calm down.” Anyway, in the martial arts novels I read, heroes are like this.

"Ximen Chuuxue can ride a horse under the scorching sun for three days and gallop thousands of miles to avenge a stranger. The seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River, who are both righteous and evil in the market, can also travel to the desert for several years for a promise. ...

"Of course I know, that's just romanticism in novels. In the real world before time travel, people like Ximen Chuuxue and Jiangnan Seven Monsters were not allowed to exist. In that world, I can only be a hero honestly, but I Isn't it time-traveling now?
"People have traveled through time, they have come here, and they have come to this world with real martial arts and even spells, earth immortals, and gods... The inheritance has long been cut off, and the 'ten steps, one kill' hidden in the little emperor's uncle has not been seen. It was stolen, and I just found it. I think there is a reason for it...

"If we still only fight hard on the Internet like before, wouldn't this opportunity be wasted?

"Of course I won't be as fierce as Ximen Chuuxue and the others. But what happened right under my nose makes me turn a blind eye, and I can't do it."

Shen Lang said softly, piled up a small grave, patted down the soil with a shovel, and stood in front of the grave with the shovel in his hand, his tone was calm and his face was calm, but there were thunderclaps and lava churning in his heart.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, in the Celestial Dynasty, is only a junior high school student.

But this girl died here without a sound.

After death, he didn't even have any clothes on his body, only a pair of straw mats to cover his body, and he wasn't even buried any deeper.

No one cared about her life or death.

People who knew the cause of her death only dared to discuss and sigh in private, at most they would spit on Mr. Zhao behind their backs, but even the magistrate, who was theoretically the most powerful in the county, did not dare to uphold justice for her.

That's the way it is in this world.

Those with power and power are those who can do whatever they want, without any scruples, and disregard human life.

But no matter what, as a human being, one should be in awe.

If the powerful have no reverence, Shen Lang feels that perhaps he should be their reverence.

As an unaccompanied stranger and traveler, if you don't want to follow the crowd and be a salted fish, then do something interesting.

Shen Lang ignored the faint smell of corpses in the air, and took a deep breath.

Feeling the thunder and anger that seemed to be gushing out of his chest, he dropped the shovel, took out the long sword, threw the sheath on the ground, and raised the sword again, with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky, the tiger's mouth facing inward, and the hilt facing his heart , the left hand pinches the back of the right hand.

He has a straight figure, a spine like a gun, and drooping eyelids, staring at the palm holding the sword, constantly recalling the shocking and inhuman tragedy of the girl's corpse that has been deeply imprinted in his mind, and feeling the violent shock in his chest. The thunder, the tumbling magma, and the mind gradually immersed in the sword art.

The sword formula of "ten steps, one kill" has a routine practice method of one move, one move, and step by step.

There are also unique paths and shortcuts that can be achieved overnight.

It's just that the quick shortcut of "ten steps and one kill" is not like most magic arts, which are quick-started by some cruel and overbearing self-mutilation methods, or quick-broken by using evil, cruel, self-interested plundering methods.

The quick shortcut of "ten steps, one kill" requires a certain state of mind.

And this kind of state of mind, in the imperial society, especially the imperial society of a powerful empire, few people can have it.

Because of that state of mind, or the special way of thinking, summed up in sixteen words:

Murderous, as if there was no one else around.The white rainbow penetrates the sun, and the gods block and kill the gods.

This is the quick way to interpret the "Demon Taming Art".

The so-called "white rainbow piercing the sun" not only refers to the celestial phenomenon of the assassination of the king in the world, but also refers to the heroism.

In layman's terms, it is: I am full of courage, full of murderous aura, assassinating the king and killing the king, and killing the gods by the gods.

Originally, Shen Lang thought that the sixteen-character mentality of "ten steps and one kill" was originally in the secret book, but it was hidden in code words and metaphors, and it could only be revealed after interpretation.

But now his mind has changed.

The "Demon Taming Tactic" made certain modifications to the exercises, so that the key points of the "Ten Steps and One Kill" exercise he obtained became almost tailor-made for him.

And even if what Mu Qingxue took was the genuine secret book, even if she could finally decipher it, her version must be very different from Shen Lang's.

Because in this kind of imperial power society where the supernatural shows its saints and the empire is powerful and universal, there may be literati who are arrogant princes and slow officials, there will be knights who dare to draw their swords in anger and wave their swords at injustice, there will be strong law enforcement, and dare to ask for justice. The arresters who question the dignitaries will definitely not be completely defiant, even the emperor of the empire, or even the gods and demons who are detached from the world, will not be looked down upon.

Unfortunately, Shen Lang is this kind of person.

Whether it is the emperor or the rich and powerful, they are all the same in his eyes. They are all mortals with flesh and blood, and they will die if they are killed.

In his heart, emperors, princes, ministers and dignitaries are no more noble than ordinary people.

As for gods and demons... since they exist objectively, their existence must be acknowledged.

But even so, there is no need to be too terrified.

Because gods and demons are nothing more than forerunners on the road of practice, nothing more than a more powerful form of life.

The same is to be killed and die.

It's just that if you want to kill gods and demons, you also need the same power as gods and demons.

Shen Lang believes that many people from the Celestial Dynasty who have received nine years of compulsory education have the same idea as him: the imperial power is not to be feared, and gods and demons are not to be feared.

Murderous, as if there was no one else around.

Looking around the world, who can't be killed?

Ten steps and one kill is such a strong swordsmanship.

Before at home, Shen Lang tried to practice his sword, and used the quick mental method to swing ten steps and one kill.

However, at that time, the flame in his heart was not strong enough.

Without witnessing it with his own eyes, but relying only on hearing and rumors, his cognition and perception of this world are separated by a layer after all. He just stays in imagination and speculation, and it is impossible to have a real feeling from the heart.

Until he witnessed the dead body of the girl who was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

He finally truly understood the cruel and dark side of this world.

The state of mind also quietly changed.

At this moment.

The mind is immersed in the sword formula, and the sixteen-character mental method flows through the bottom of my heart.

The tragedy of the girl, Zhu Hu's and Zhao Junshan's incompetence and furious helplessness, and the fear of the well-known shopkeepers of the gunsmith's shop and the sword shop turned into fuel, making the thunder and anger in his heart more vigorous, shattering the sixteen-character mental method and casting it into pieces. Cheng Tengteng's murderous intent turned into one word:
kill!

hum!
When the pictures of the sword manual that swung the sword and made moves, driven by the eagerness to spew out the murderous intent, passed quickly in the mind like a revolving lantern, when finally all the pictures of the sword manual merged into one, turned into one With a single strike, Shen Lang's muscles, tendons, and joints vibrated in unison, driving the blade and making a buzzing sound.

There was a huge force from the soles of Shen Lang's feet, and the explosive force burst out from his feet, along the calves, thighs, waist, hips, back, shoulders, and arms, and finally merged into the sword in his palm. With such strength, he stabbed out the long sword.

Swish!
The sword wind pierced the air, and the sword light was like lightning.

Shen Langren walked with the sword, stabbing forward, sweeping ten steps, like a moth on a flame, and like a thunderbolt tearing apart the night and piercing the darkness.

Murderous, as if there was no one else around, with a white rainbow piercing the sun, gods block and kill gods!
Go forward indomitably, advance without retreat, either you die, or I die!

Benedict!
With a muffled sound, the blade of the ordinary iron sword ruthlessly pierced into the trunk of a large tree with thick arms, piercing through the trunk with one blow, until it reached the hilt.

"Ten steps, one kill" Bai Hong Guanri's lore sword, mastered!

(End of this chapter)