Immortal and evil martial arts, starting from picking up experience

Chapter 270 King's Realm!The frightened white-robed king! (4K)

"Is this the master from Qian Suan Tower?"

Zhang Youji cupped his fists towards Gou Jie, "I heard that there is a Qian Suan Tower in Qingzhou. Using a wooden fish as a clock and sweeping the floor with a whisk is considered unheard of by Taoists and Buddhists. I have long wanted to visit Qian Suan Tower."

"Taozi is ridiculous."

When Gou Jie heard that the other party was Dao Zong Daozi, most of the surprise in his heart dissipated.

It is reasonable for a dignified Taoist disciple to be able to approach him quietly.

"Daozi said before that he wanted to help the alliance leader deal with the white-robed king of the Sacred Heart Sect? May I ask, what's the plan?"

"No."

Zhang Youji shook his head decisively.

"Daozi has already entered the realm of kings?!"

Gou Jie's expression changed slightly.

"No."

Zhang Youji's expression remained unchanged.

"Then...how does Daozi plan to help?" Gou Jie looked a little anxious.

The White-robed King is not only a mountain that weighs on the head of Qin Huai, but also a mountain that weighs on the hearts of Gou Jie... and even all normal people in Qingzhou.

Everyone hopes that the white-robed king will disappear from the land of Qingzhou as soon as possible.

"I don't have much brains when I come here this time. It all depends on Brother Qin's orders!"

Zhang Youji cupped his fists towards Qin Huai.

"I'm not familiar with the place of Qingzhou, and I know very little about the white-robed king. If Brother Qin needs anything, just call me."

"Really, what if I ask Daozi to go to Xinyan Pavilion now?"

A smile appeared on Qin Huai's face.

"Then go!"

Zhang Youji shook his robe, and his figure gradually faded in front of the two people.

"Wait a minute, Taoist!"

Qin Huai quickly stopped the man.

The figure solidified in its original position again.

Qin Huai saw it clearly, but he didn't see any clues.

If the opponent had used it twice more, Qin Huai would have known what kind of technique it was by picking up the experience ball.

"Brother Qin, what advice do you have?"

Zhang Youji asked.

"Taozi, why don't you tell me first, what's so extraordinary about King Realm?"

"In our poor Qingzhou land, we don't see any inheritance of insights from the king realm." Qin Huai said half-jokingly.

"Ah, King Realm..."

Zhang Youji paused to organize his words.

"To break through the Fu Zang realm into the Lingtai realm, you need to fuse the soul with qi, blood, bones, and organs."

"Finally, a state of unity of body and soul is achieved."

"The integration of spirit and body is not only to integrate the soul with all parts of the body, but also to cleanse the blood, bones and organs."

"The path to martial arts is fundamentally about following other people's methods, relying on one's own practice and learning, and taking away other people's things."

"The bone pattern is the pattern of vegetation, the pattern of utensils, and the pattern of demons."

"The town's spiritual objects even take away other people's lives and the creation of heaven and earth..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Youji couldn't help but chuckle.

"Speaking of which, martial arts practice has many similarities with bandits."

"Therefore, there have been births on the path of martial arts that do not rely on external objects at all, and even use their own bones and blood for spiritual objects in the town, and only cultivate themselves."

"Of course, there is another faction, Brother Qin, which you should be familiar with."

"Sacred Heart Cult?" Qin Huai said.

"Well, the followers of the Sacred Heart Cult are completely unethical and have no regard for morals and bottom lines... relying on devouring everything in the world for cultivation is another extreme."

Zhang Youji sighed, "That's too far."

"It is precisely because the path of cultivation we followed in the previous realms was not pure, and it is not the same origin as our own body."

"So when soul and body merge, the power of the soul will wash away the body."

"Rush away the alien aura from the energy, blood, bone patterns, and spiritual objects in the town, and completely turn them into your own."

"When these are completely integrated into one, it is the time to step into the king's realm."

"In the realm of the spiritual platform, my spirit is revered, and the platform is made of flesh and blood."

"And the name of King Realm is also derived from this. Everything that enters the body bows to me."

Qin Huai and Gou Jie listened and suddenly realized.

Zhang Youji picked up the bowl on the table, drank a large bowl happily, and then wiped his mouth with his long sleeve and continued.

"And after entering the King's Realm, the King's Domain will be born."

"The so-called King's Domain is the magical power derived from the refined spiritual objects of the town based on the methods that one has previously practiced."

"Different methods of practice will lead to different realms of kings."

"The strength of the town's spiritual objects will also affect the strength of the king's domain."

"The better the compatibility between the cultivation techniques, the stronger the King's Domain will be..."

Zhang Daozi talked eloquently.

Qin Huai and Gou Jie nodded frequently.

These are things that Qin Huai has never heard of in his previous years of practice.

In the past, he only knew that if his compatibility was incompatible, the strength of a warrior who also practiced numerology might not advance but retreat, and he might even die suddenly.

Or it may affect the speed of practice.

Now after listening to Zhang Daozi's talk about the realm of kings, Qin Huai realized that these are all interconnected.

Among the big forces, these things are common sense.

Those geniuses and even ordinary disciples will practice according to the optimal route when they are young.

Let them have an advantage in every realm, and their combat power will be much higher than that of warriors in the same realm.

No wonder Qin Huai was in the spiritual world.

Facing ordinary wild cultivators and people from the six royal families.

The feel is completely different, even far different.

"Thank you Daozi for the explanation!"

Qin Huai sincerely clasped his fists, Zhang Youji's words really made him suddenly enlightened.

I just don’t know, my seven dharma are the same body, but the nature is very different... what will the realm of the king that I finally cultivated look like.

Wait, isn't my own Black Dragon Realm a kind of realm and magical power?

What if you wait until you reach the King Realm?

Will a second realm of kings be born or something else?
Qin Huai was at a loss, and it was probably not easy to ask Zhang Youji about this kind of thing now.

Although his identity has been known to the other party.

But only the ancient kings knew about the fact that he had cultivated the power of an emperor.

And those ancient kings have now become his helpers and cannot speak.

Once Qin Huai revealed,

He also couldn't predict which direction things would take.

But no matter which direction it goes, Qin Huai will inevitably fall into an extremely passive situation.

The ten counties of Dongqing, which finally began to prosper, will once again fall into turmoil or even disaster.

Thinking of this.

Qin Huai completely suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

When I have the opportunity to go to Daozong one day, I will read through the classics and see if I can find any clues.

"Okay, I'm going to meet the white-robed king first."

The conversation came to an abrupt end.

Just like Zhang Youji.

The whole person instantly disappeared in place.

"What a fast speed, what a powerful breath-condensing method."

Gou Jie suddenly came back to his senses and looked around, but there was no trace of Zhang Youji at all when the Lingkou was closed.

He immediately pinched his fingers.

Drops of blood flowed in the palm of his hand.

"Is there even a technique to cover the breath and luck or a secret weapon to protect yourself?"

Gou Jie couldn't help but clicked his tongue. He raised his eyebrows in hindsight, "Is this Dao sect's technique so strange? It's a bit beyond my knowledge."

Why is it that for a good Taoist, the exercises he practices are all these things that feel a bit shameful?

"Who knows then."

Qin Huai put down his rice bowl, burped with satisfaction, and immediately stood up and looked in the direction of the Heart Eye Pavilion.

"Save the rice and wait until I come back to heat it up before eating it in the evening."

"Leader, are you going to the Heart's Eye Pavilion?"

"Ah, we can't really let Daozi go to the meeting alone."

"I……"

"No, the three of us should be able to handle it." Qin Huai interrupted Gou Jie.

Gou Jie glanced at the man in black robe beside him who had not spoken a word from the beginning until now.

"Leader, be careful." A pair of Kunpeng wings suddenly appeared from Qin Huai's back.

The seven or eight meter long gray wings are majestic and powerful, and can stir up wind and waves of tens of meters with a slight vibration.

Qin Huai rose from the ground and flew towards the distance.

And the King's Corpse was no exception, raising the power of blood towards the sky.

The king's corpse floated in the sky.

One person and one corpse disappeared from Gou Jie's sight.

Qin Huai can control the king's corpse to be one mile away from him, so that the two of them are on a parallel line.

No matter which side is in trouble, reinforcements can arrive in time.

With his wings trembling, Qin Huai flashed over Qingzhou City.

The rich blood energy was not as pungent as before, perhaps because Qin Huai had developed a strong tolerance to the smell of blood after refining the sea of ​​blood.

in the outer city,
The once bustling streets and alleys are now in ruins.

There are also newly built pavilions, but they are very few in number.

The sporadic smell of alcohol and rouge floated into his mouth and nose in the strong wind, allowing Qin Huai to easily tell what those places were used for.

Obviously, in the chaos of these past few years.Qingzhou City also unconsciously established new order and rules.

Some people drank alcohol in the pavilion to relieve their lust, while others sat in ragged clothes on the stinking pile of bones, searching for useful things.

There are also people who are physically mutilated, with only their upper body left.

He can only move by crawling on the ground with his hands.

Qin Huai looked indifferent, he could not feel the slightest sympathy for these people.

Because in today's Qingzhou City, there are no good people left here.

They were all lunatics and fanatics who heard the news from all over Qingzhou, and even from the entire Dayou.

In order to pursue strength, he chose the evil path of cannibalism.

In front of the ruins of Qian Suan Tower.

Qin Huai quietly landed at the foot of the mountain.

The king's corpse nearby hit the ground with a bang, making a large hole in the ground.

"It looks like I need more practice to control the king's corpse."

Qin Huai murmured.

He did not go up the mountain, but controlled the king's corpse and walked quickly towards the mountain.

There are not many Sacred Heart followers on the ruins of Qian Suan Tower, or in other words, they are very few.

Only a few scattered people went up and down the mountain.

But judging from his aura and footsteps, it would be more appropriate to say that he was a handyman for the White-robed King rather than a believer.

The cook, the maid, and some messengers.

Wang Shi walked unimpeded all the way, and he didn't even need to deliberately avoid people's sight.

Because he found that there wasn't even a sentinel upstairs.

That's right, a majestic king-level warrior.

Who else does the white-robed king who stands at the pinnacle of Qingzhou's combat power need someone to keep watch?

Anyone who dares to sneak up to the Qianzhuang Building will not be able to do anything even if they get up there.

The king's corpse walked all the way to the vicinity of Xinyan Pavilion.

A huge and eye-catching aura wave stirred up wisps of power, as dazzling as the bright moon in the night sky.

The corpse of the king looked towards the second floor of the Heart Eye Pavilion, where the white-robed king closed his eyes.

in the cuffs,
A soul needle flows into the fingertip.

The power of the king wraps around the soul needle along the king's bones.

next moment,
An astonishing force exploded.

A halo of energy visible to the naked eye surges from the Heart Eye Pavilion and sweeps towards the distance.

"Who bothers me?"

The white-robed king instantly rushed into the air.

A palm volley shot out.

Wang Zhi immediately covered his chest with his arms.

boom!
The strong wind cuts through the sky like a knife.

The king's corpse's robes rustled, but he didn't feel the slightest power.

Qin Huai quickly looked in the direction of the white-robed king.

But he found that the white-robed king seemed to be shooting into the air.

It seemed that Zhang Daozi had made a fuss.

Carry out assassination...?

Qin Huai felt a little unspeakable when he thought of Zhang Youji's elusive whereabouts.

"But this white-robed king is also shrewd."

"I'm afraid that the spirit stone in your hand is just a decoration. You want to deliberately seduce me."

Qin Huai complained.

It takes time to return from the spiritual world to the living world.

And with Zhang Daozi's behavior, he would naturally not notify the White-robed King in advance.

Obviously,
The empty Qian Suan Tower is not only the White Robe King's confidence, but also the White Robe King's calculation.

Sitting cross-legged in the Heart Eye Pavilion with the spiritual stone in hand, just waiting for the destined person...

have to say,

This white-robed king is really calm.

Unfortunately,
He probably didn't succeed.

In mid-air, the white-robed king looked around.

An imperceptible layer of cold sweat fell on his forehead.

Just as Qin Huai thought, he held the spirit stone for fishing.

I bet Qin Huai would lose his patience and come down from the sea of ​​blood to sneak up on him.

Or Kong Binghuang from Wuji Mountain.

It's just that he didn't expect

The visitor was somewhat unexpected.

The other party's attack almost reached his own back, and the white-robed king was not aware of the other party's existence.

If he had been a little slower, he might have been stabbed by the opponent, or even seriously injured.

What a way to hide one's body shape.

"Your Excellency is not from Qingzhou, right?"

The white-robed king looked around, and the other person seemed to have disappeared from the world.

Even with his king-level vision, he couldn't see where the other party's true identity was.

There was no response from the surroundings.

A cup of tea, a quarter of an hour...a stick of incense...half an hour...

The white-robed king just hung motionless in mid-air, while the sky above Xinyan Pavilion was calm.

at last,

The white-robed king slowly fell back to the ground.

"Little devil over there, go to the warehouse and get me a bright eye pearl."

The white-robed king looked in the direction of the king's corpse and said.

Wang Zhi nodded slowly.

He immediately walked towards the warehouse.

call!
The strong wind roared instantly.

The astonishing king's majesty fell from the sky like a mountain and sea.

"You think I can't see anything strange about you?" The white-robed king said in a cold voice.

The punches are like Taoism.

An indescribable feeling made Qin Huai, who was miles away, feel palpitations in his heart.

The king's corpse instantly turned around, his body full of kingly power.

Half-turning his body, his blood-covered fist suddenly swung out.

boom!
The robes stirred and the wind blew like waves.

The ground shattered, and hundreds of pieces of earth and stone were lifted up to the height of a man in an instant.

The power of the king surged from the earth and dispersed the clouds and mist in the sky.

The clear sky is like a pool, and clear sunlight is shining from the entrance of the cave.

"King Realm?"

The white-robed king raised his eyebrows, "No, who are you?"

The corpse king remained silent, just exchanging punches and kicks with the white-robed king.

Dozens of punches were thrown out in succession.

The white-robed king frowned. The mysterious man in front of him punched him several times, but he didn't move at all.

Not even a drop of blood could be seen falling.

Where did this monster come from...

(End of this chapter)