Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 375 You have to die here.

"Are you... Qi Xiu?"

Looking at the sudden appearance of Qi Xiu with shocked eyes, Yan Baizhe subconsciously took two steps forward to see if he had admitted his mistake.

"Shenxiao Sect?"

The silver-haired old man and the one-armed middle-aged man in the seats also looked surprised.

Shenxiao Sect.

The ancient religion in the great province of Yunnan and Sichuan was a behemoth that had stood for several generations without falling.

Judging from Yan Baizhe's reaction, it seemed that he was friends with this young Taoist from Shenxiao Sect.

"I haven't seen you for decades, but you are getting stronger."

Looking at Yan Baizhe aside with a smile, Qi Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

Shaking his head, Yan Baizhe bowed his hands to his father and the one-armed middle-aged man, and then left with Qi Xiu.

"No, it's my tribe's own business. I'll take you to rest first."

In addition, what Yan Baizhe practiced was not the mainstream scriptures, but the special method of the northwest Daliang tribe, so it was much more difficult to increase his level than the mainstream monks.

As a powerful person in the Taoist body, although his cultivation level has plummeted due to his injuries, he still has at least his eyesight.

Seeing an old friend who had shared hardships, life and death together, a smile appeared on Yan Baizhe's tired face.

I'm not bothering you. "

"How did you come."

After all, we are not good at this kind of thing, but for Shenxiao Sect, it should not be difficult. "

"I have to take a trip to the northwest for some things. I passed by here and just happened to come see you.

"Do you need my help?"

Under the messy silver hair, Yan Xiong's eyes showed a certain depth.

When he met Yan Baizhe, Yan Baizhe had just entered Taoism. He was able to cultivate to the second level of blood-stained cultivation in his seventies, and he was regarded as an upper-middle-class figure in the world of cultivation.

"If this person's cultivation is really that high, then let the young patriarch talk to him and see if he can help us solve the evil within the clan.

But as the power of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Demon-Suppressing Treasure Seal has gradually declined over the years, the demonic calamity has resurfaced.

Coupled with the fact that other tribes are eyeing my Wolf Saint tribe, life is indeed difficult. "

"I haven't seen you for so many years. I heard that a lot of things happened in Dianchuan River in the past few years, and I still wanted to see you.

"Extraterritorial evil spirits? How could you provoke such a thing?"

You can fight to the death, but you cannot admit defeat.

The second level of blood-stained state is not slow.

I just feel that there is a thick layer of mist on this man's body, and I can't see through it.

Qi Xiu asked curiously while stroking the golden jade beads on his wrist.

Several people left, and the one-armed middle-aged man looked sideways at Yan Xiong: "Clan leader, this monk from the Shenxiao Sect..."

Hearing what the one-armed middle-aged man said, Yan Xiong's eyes also had some ripples.

"No, it's just..." Yan Baizhe hesitated to speak, raised his eyes and glanced at his father who was sitting in the seat, and after seeing him nodding slowly, he said:

Arriving at a courtyard, Yan Baizhe led Qi Xiu to the inner hall. The room was neatly and cleanly arranged. Although it was not luxurious, it had a rare warmth.

But the tribe really can't get away from it, so it's okay after all these years. "

"Some things have happened in the tribe recently, so I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you well."

Taking the cup of tea handed over by Yan Baizhe, Qi Xiu said slowly:
"The original intention of coming here this time was that I haven't seen you for many years, and I wanted to come and see you. However, after I came over, I found that you seemed to be in a lot of trouble.

Over the years, he has endured no matter how difficult the situation was. This is the temperament of a man from Great Liang.

……

"It's okay. Although there was some wind and rain, we got through it safely."

But just now this delicate and fair-skinned, calm and elegant young Taoist stood in front of him, but he couldn't see a trace of his roots.

He looked helpless, but there was no trace of discouragement in Yan Baizhe's eyes.

Qi Xiu asked softly with a faint smile.

Looking at Qi Xiu's clear black and white, calm and clear eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, Yan Baizhe shook his head and smiled:
"You and I are friends, and I won't hide some things from you.

In recent years, my Wolf Saint tribe has been invaded by evil spirits from outside the territory. I originally went to Dianchuan River to ask for the Nine Heavens Xuan Lei Demon Suppressing Treasure Seal, hoping to ward off the evil spirits.

"Yes."

"Then let Baizhe have time to come and visit me."

Back then, when you passed the examination, you chose to take away the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Demon-Suppressing Treasure Seal, probably for the sake of the tribe. "

Hearing that even Yan Xiong could not see through the young Taoist's true identity, the one-armed middle-aged man's eyes were slightly shaken.

"Can't see through."

Unless they are actively invited, the evil spirits from outside the territory cannot reach the Tianyuan Realm at all. Although the Northwest Great Liang is desolate, it is not a place of ignorance.

It’s impossible for them not to know what extraterrestrial evil spirits are, so how could they take the initiative to invite them.

Yan Baizhe also showed a hint of sadness when he mentioned this matter:
"Back then, my grandfather died outside the country and failed to pass on the inheritance of my Wolf Saint tribe back to the tribe, which caused the tribe's strength to be greatly reduced.

In order to find a way to revive the Wolf Saint Totem, my uncle and grandfather tried every means.

And those extraterritorial demons were the result of an unexpected attempt. "

After listening to Yan Baizhe's words, Qi Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

He had seen some introductions to the cultivation system of monks in Northwest Daliang in books.

Different from the mainstream orthodox practice of scriptures, the path taken by the monks in Northwest Daliang is somewhat similar to the combination of incense, Shinto and martial arts.

Each of the fifty-five tribes of Daliang worships a totem.

These totems have been worshiped for countless years, and they all have magical powers that cannot be described in words.

The monks in the tribe used the power of the totem as a guide to temper their bodies and embark on the path.

It can be said that the cultivation foundation of the Da Liang monks lies in the magical totems.

The reason why the Wolf Saint tribe declined so quickly in two hundred years is because it lacked the most important inheritance and could not awaken the Wolf Saint totem.

There will be no new monks born in the tribe.

Coupled with the lack of totem blessing, the current monks of the Wolf Saint Tribe can only rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice reluctantly, and their speed is far slower than other tribes.

Even in the face of fighting, they still have to suffer from the tribes protected by totems.

He couldn't help with the matter of the resurrection totem.

However, it is not very difficult to expel evil spirits from outside the territory with his current methods. When he entered the Wolf Saint tribe before, he had already faintly noticed that there was evil energy permeating the void, and the level did not seem to be high.

"The old man in the earthen building just now is your father?"

"Ah."

"He is injured, otherwise it shouldn't be difficult for a Taoist powerful person to deal with this level of evil." When he saw the silver-haired old man, Qi Xiu saw the outline of the divine light faintly shining behind him, That is the unique method of Tao Shen Mighty - Tao Shen.

It's just that the old man's vitality was turbid and his breathing was slow, as if he was injured.

Surprised by Qi Xiu's vicious eyesight, Yan Baizhe nodded slowly:
“Since our clan’s inheritance was interrupted, other clans have frequently attacked our Wolf Saint clan in recent years.

Especially the tribes that had friction with my Wolf Saint Tribe before.

My father was alone and unable to support himself. Every time the old injuries were not healed, new ones were added. Over the years, the injuries had accumulated to a very serious level. "

Yan Baizhe banged the table, looking annoyed.

The person who was annoyed was not those who came to attack the Wolf Saint Tribe, but himself.

If his talent was higher, his cultivation speed was faster, and if he could achieve Taoism, his father wouldn't have to work so hard and support it alone.

"There's nothing you can do to hurt me because of the powerful Taoist body, but I can help you think of a solution to the evil disaster in your tribe."

Knowing the cause and effect, Qi Xiu popped out a soybean with his fingers. The bean flew across the courtyard and swelled in the wind. In an instant, it transformed into a majestic, tall and strong yellow turban warrior, exuding a sense of righteousness over demons.

With his lips moving, Qi Xiu used a secret method to communicate his instructions to the yellow scarf warrior.

The god puppet nodded in response, then turned around and drove up a cloud of mist, soaring into the sky and disappearing in an instant.

"That is……"

Feeling a strong aura from the yellow scarf warrior just now, Yan Baizhe looked at Qi Xiu who was sitting calmly in surprise.

This old friend seemed to have grown to a height that was somewhat difficult for him to see clearly.

"It's just a little trick."

Without saying anything else, Qi Xiu turned over his hand and took out a spiritual peach that was pink and tender, with crystal-clear hair and a rich aroma.

"I see that your mind and energy are sluggish, your eyebrows and eyes are tired, and your energy is weak. This peach is not a magical thing, but it can help you restore your mind and replenish your physical strength. Eat it."

The spiritual peaches produced in the longevity star world are magical and have no erysipelas or side effects compared to elixirs.

After receiving the pink and fragrant peach, Yan Baizhe couldn't help but secrete a trace of saliva in his mouth. He opened his mouth and bit it lightly, and the sweet and refreshing juice flowed down his throat into his stomach. After running for days, his tired and tired body was really... Much better.

"Young patriarch!"

Here Yan Baizhe and Qi Xiu reunited after a long absence. The two chatted freely and unknowingly chatted all night.

The sky had just brightened here, and a hurried report suddenly sounded.

Sensing something strange, Yan Baizhe motioned to Qi Xiu to wait for a while, and then he followed the tribesmen who came to report to the outside.

Looking sideways at Yan Baizhe, who was looking more solemn outside, Qi Xiu picked up the tea cup that had long since cooled down on the table. A fire flashed in the sky, and the tea suddenly began to boil. The rich aroma of tea filled the air.

"It seems that I really came to the right place this time."

……

"Yan Baizhe, you really dare to come and accept the battle invitation."

In the long and narrow valley outside the Wolf Saint tribe, a group of Da Liang monks gathered together wearing animal skins and riding a strange beast that looked like a horse but not a horse. The whole body was covered with scales and had the head of a bull and a hump tail.

The leader, a man with braided braids, a naked upper body, and numerous black words embroidered on his skin, shouted loudly at Yan Baizhe.

"Gao Leqi, you loser, if you want to die, of course I will make it happen for you!"

Riding astride the wolf, Yan Baizhe looked stern and carried a large spear about ten feet tall. Behind him, a group of wolf riders followed step by step, although the number was much smaller than that of the Baichuan tribe opposite.

But the fierce and fierce momentum has not faded at all.

"What's the matter, do you want to find out today?"

Arriving directly opposite Gao Leqi, Yan Baizhe raised his gun and pointed it at him, seemingly without any fear at all against an opponent who was seven levels higher than himself.

"you……"

Staring at Yan Baizhe and the group of wolf riders behind him, Gao Leqi wanted to fight back, but when he saw Yan Baizhe's sharp and fierce eyes, he didn't know how to say the words that came to his lips.

Although the Wolf Saint tribe lost the inheritance of the resurrection totem.

However, his ferocious and domineering tactics and techniques are all well preserved.

Yan Baizhe is the young leader of the Wolf Saint Tribe. Although he only has the blood-stained second level cultivation, his terrifying fighting skills are obvious to all the fifty-five tribes.

If he is really desperate, even if he is stained with blood at the ninth level, he is afraid...

When he thought of this, Gao Leqi became a little scared.

"The Great Liang Wolf Cavalry is indeed worthy of its reputation, but unfortunately, it is far from living up to its former glory."

Gao Leqi was hesitant on his side, and a burly man wearing an ephedra robe with a flaming lotus mark between his eyebrows glowing with red light stepped out.

As soon as this person appeared on the stage, Yan Baizhe suddenly felt a blazing hot wind sweeping in front of him, as if his whole person would be evaporated into dried meat by this hot wind.

Bloody Peak!

Feeling the rich and profound aura in the opponent's body, Yan Baizhe's face darkened. No wonder Gao Leqi, a loser, had the courage to fight. It turned out that he had found another helper.

"Batar, a living Buddha disciple of the Poor Monk's Secret Temple.

I came here today because I wanted to meet the old patriarch Yanxiong. I wonder if this benefactor can help the poor monk. "

Putting his hands together, Batar showed a gentle smile, but when he opened his mouth, Yan Baizhe's face became even more gloomy.

"My father meditates in seclusion and does not see outsiders."

Holding the long gun in his hand tightly, Yan Baizhe looked slightly embarrassed, and the majestic and ferocious blood in his body was about to stir. The group of Daliang wolf riders behind him sensed that his aura was abnormal, and they all became serious and made preparations for war. attitude.

"Oh, I had no intention of raising a weapon. Since the benefactor is unwilling to cooperate, the poor monk has no choice but to offend."

There was always a gentle smile on his face, but before Batar finished speaking, Yan Baizhe suddenly felt a strong storm rising in front of him.

I saw that the monk from the secret temple had suddenly arrived in front of him, with divine light surging around him, like the supreme god who created the world. His right hand stretched out, and the nothingness turned into claws, intending to crush all the Great Liang wolf riders with one hand.

This Batal always looked smiling and had a kind face.

But this move immediately revealed the ferocity and evil of the hidden temple, and Yan Baizhe and others were about to be killed.

boom!
Forced to break away from Batal's aura suppression, Yan Baizhe roared angrily, summoned up all the energy and blood cultivation in his body, and fired out a gun.

Like a needle hitting a mountain.

puff!
The big gun in his hand exploded instantly, and Yan Baizhe vomited out blood. He felt that his body was about to explode in an instant, and the soul in his ancestral orifice was about to be torn apart and annihilated, and the shadow of death overwhelmed him.

Father, the child is unfilial...

Just when Yan Baizhe was glaring at the temple monk with a smile on his face with eyes full of dissatisfaction, he suddenly found that the other man's face suddenly became serious, as if he had seen something.

Before Yan Baizhe could turn his head, a slender white hand had already pressed on his shoulder, and the boundless Hunyuan Qi poured into his body, suppressing the injuries and repairing the body.

"The bald donkey hiding in the secret temple? You really are not enemies and don't get together. You are lucky to meet a poor man."

With a wave of his big sleeves, Yan Baizhe and the other wolf riders were sent to a distance behind him. Qi Xiu stood with his sleeves folded, looking calmly at Batar across from him. His lips were slightly opened, and the sound was transmitted into the ears of the great monk.

"Don't go to the God Burial Valley.

Today, you have to die here. "

……

(End of this chapter)