Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 379 Divine Tomb
Holding the emerald halo in his hand, Qi Xiu pressed his five fingers together to crush it. In an instant, clouds of smoke filled the air, accompanied by bursts of low-pitched chanting sounds, pouring into his body along his seven orifices.

next moment.

A large number of ancient and complex insights and experiences emerged in his mind.

These insights are filled with the charm of the natural way. If monks who practice the natural way can obtain it, they can definitely improve their cultivation and even attack bottlenecks.

"This wooden puppet is the remnant of the power of the gods, and there are countless similar existences in the God Burial Valley.

As long as the monks who enter the valley are more diligent, have better luck, and kill more of the aliens transformed by the power of the gods, they will most likely be able to break through the blood-stained bottleneck and hit the realm of the Taoist body. "

In awe, Qi Xiu secretly felt that the God Burial Valley was a wonderful place.

If it were not too dangerous, this place would be able to cultivate a large number of high-end monks in a short period of time. If used well, it could even create powerful Taoists in batches.

Touching the mystery of the God Burial Valley, Qi Xiu moved his thoughts and flew into the sky on Qingyun.

There are countless dead gods in the God Burial Valley.

But the one in front of me was obviously different.

However, there are very few records about the Tao of Hunyuan, and there are often only a few mentions, not even a complete sentence.

After cruising in the air for a while, Qi Xiu saw another wooden puppet that was as tall as a hill, covered with ancient trees and vines, and resembled a human figure. He was about to kill it.

After all, over the years, he has read through almost all the ancient and rare books in the Shenxiao Sect's library.

"Even if there is no god who can find the way of Hunyuan, these insights alone are a rare divine thing.

Therefore, his expectations were not too high as to whether there were gods of the Hunyuan Way in the God Burial Valley.

I collect more insights. Even if I can't rely on the Burial God Valley to break through the Tao body, I can still increase my own accumulation, and maybe I can find a way to break through the realm. "

With a hint of curiosity in his eyes, Qi Xiu waited at the spot. He wanted to see what this unique wooden puppet was up to.

He had encountered many alien puppets transformed from the remnants of the god's power before, but they were all dull and sluggish. Except for attacking creatures within the field of vision, they would only wander around unconsciously.

The burial places of each god are also different. If you want to distinguish them, you can only rely on the wandering god puppets.

From a certain perspective, the path he took was truly unprecedented.

I just don’t know if there are any gods who practice the Hunyuan Way in the God Burial Valley.

This wait lasts for five days and five nights.

As gods directly control the avenue, their understanding of the avenue is more intuitive and comprehensive.

While other blood-stained monks were struggling to kill the god puppets and accumulate insights on the great path, Qi Xiu's maverick approach seemed a little different.

These insights are the remaining essence of the god’s death.

But he saw the wooden puppet looking around furtively, then raised his hand and let out a ray of light, then actually lifted up a layer of ground and walked in short.

And since the Middle Ages, there has never been a sect or aristocratic family that practiced the Hunyuan Way.

With this thought in his mind, Qi Xiu himself didn't hold out much hope.

Interestingly, the God Burial Valley is really not that simple.

Ok?
Mu Puppet's extremely humane behavior made Qi Xiu look startled.

But it was this uniqueness that attracted someone's attention invisibly.

In the God Burial Valley, the sun also rises and the moon sets.

I just don’t know if the sun and moon are in the same circle as Tianyuan’s own world.

On the sixth day, the pale gold Cheng Xi illuminates the earth.

A hole was opened in the flat and honest earth, and a pair of huge, alert eyes poked out from below, scanning the surroundings cautiously.

Using [Cloud Covering the Moon] to hide his figure, Qi Xiu sat cross-legged less than fifty meters away from the opening.

Observing the lively eyes of this wooden puppet from a close distance, Qi Xiu touched his eyebrows.

He previously thought that the god puppets in the God Burial Valley were just experience packs.

It now appears that this judgment is somewhat premature.

Watching the ground being pushed up high, the wooden puppet emerged from the ground, Qi Xiu's eyes moved slightly, he raised his hand and a white light suddenly flew into the cracks in the ground.

Boom——

The hole on the ground was closed again. The wooden puppet stood aside and looked back and forth several times. After finding nothing unusual, he left with satisfaction.

Let me see what treasures you have hidden underground.

Holding his chin with one hand, Qi Xiu's mind moved slightly, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind, which was transmitted by the little talisman figure he threw into the ground.

It was gloomy and dim, and a long, cold corridor snaked downwards.

Wearing a Taoist robe and only three feet tall, the little talisman made magic spells with his hands, drove a cloud of air quickly through the corridor, and flew towards the end.

The level of painting magic has now reached the fifth realm.

In addition to being able to paint within a wider range of painting in the Five Realms, they can also scale down and sacrifice power to draw things whose size exceeds the range in which painting can become true.

This little talisman figure was drawn by Qi Xiu in his own likeness.

Although his strength is only one ten thousandth of his, it is enough for exploring the unknown.

After flying in the corridor for nearly half an hour, the space in front of the little man suddenly expanded by an infinite amount.

The space here is vast and far-reaching. The towering dome is inlaid with bright gems. Huge stone pillars support the entire structure. Each pillar is engraved with mysterious spells and totems, symbolizing traces of a certain existence. Directly in front of this space, a thick stone door stands, with an ancient statue of a god carved on its surface.

Its eyes are bright and shining, as if it is still watching everything in the world.

"Is this..."

With his eyebrows furrowed, the talisman villain came to the tall stone gate, raised his hand and sprinkled a handful of soybeans, and saw a mysterious and bright light, and a group of mini yellow scarf warriors appeared with serious faces.

"Come on, push this door open for me!"

Pointing at the heavy stone door in front of him, the little man of Fu Lu gave an order. Hundreds of yellow scarf warriors responded with a deep voice and rushed toward the stone door with small steps.

Rumbling--

With the combined efforts of hundreds of yellow scarf warriors, the tightly closed stone door was pushed open bit by bit.

Just when the gap in the stone door had expanded enough to accommodate a person coming in and out.

An extremely cold wind filled with endless ominous and strange aura suddenly blew out from the space behind the stone door.

……

The picture in his mind suddenly stopped. Qi Xiu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up and stared intently at the seam in the ground that had closed.

Just before the talisman villain was erased, his eyes saw the scene behind the stone door.

Although it was only for a moment, for a monk of his level, photographic memory was already instinctive.

In the deepest place behind the stone door, there is a coffin, carved from the purest white jade, surrounded by a sacred halo. Although it is silent, you can feel the invisible pressure, as if the will of the god is still there. He lingered here, guarding his territory and frightening the creatures that dared to invade.

But his action of pushing open the stone door just now seemed to disturb the corpse of the long-dead god.

The moment the stone door was opened, the sacred peace was completely broken, replaced by endless weirdness and ominousness. It was like opening a forbidden door in the void, and a terrifying vision of the death of all souls and the blood of immortals and Buddhas emerged.

the fat is in the fire……

Unexpectedly, his momentary curiosity would lead to such consequences. Qi Xiu laughed twice and scratched his chin.

Judging from the appearance of the underground space just now, it should be a mausoleum where the corpse of the god is placed.

Thinking of the mausoleum, Qi Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

If it is a mausoleum, will there be any burial objects?
Although it is unclear who built this divine mausoleum for these gods, judging from the appearance of the wooden puppet just now, there is a high probability that it is him.

The wisdom of this wooden puppet is no less than that of the human race. As a result, there is a high probability that there will be funerary objects in the mausoleum.

In the God Burial Valley, an ordinary stone may be the skeleton of a god.

This wooden puppet has been wandering here all year round. What will he prepare for burial?

With thoughts in his mind, Qi Xiu slowly retreated, and in a flash he was hundreds of miles away.

And not long after he left.

The closed and gathered underground entrance was suddenly torn open by a huge force, which made everything cold, and the breath of shock and fear surged out overwhelmingly, covering hundreds of miles.

coming!

Looking at the torn entrance, Qi Xiu narrowed his eyes and calmly watched the ominous aura that continued to flow out.

rustle--

The sound of extremely weird footsteps sounded, and the world seemed to have pressed the mute button. All sounds were eliminated, leaving only the clear and permeable sound of footsteps.

next second.

A stiff figure walked out of the underground mausoleum.

This is a graceful woman wearing a green-gray gauze skirt and white shoes. Her face is gentle and kind, and people can't help but get close to her at a glance.

But for such a beautiful woman, there was a shocking wound on her neck. The bright red flesh was turned out, exposing the broken trachea and bones.

Judging from the incision, it seemed that it was caused by being struck by a weapon such as a sword.

A combination of beauty and horror.

When people see this woman for the first time, their hearts will be filled with a strong sense of weirdness.

God hates thoughts!
The moment he saw this woman, Qi Xiu's mind immediately flashed a name that Dongfang Qing had given him countless instructions before leaving.

This is the existence formed by the materialization of endless hatred and resentment after the death of the god.

They are neither living creatures nor dead things.

It is something similar to the existence of Yuan Shen thoughts, which is an ultimate obsession.

These divine hatreds have no wisdom or reason. All they have is hatred for everything in the world.

Once targeted by God's hatred, there is no other way but to escape.

Unless you are a master of Yuanshen, even if you are a powerful Taoist body, you will die if you are entangled.

Seeing that he had released a thought of divine hatred out of curiosity, Qi Xiu thought about how to lure it away so that he could go to the divine mausoleum.

But the next second he raised his eyes, the stiff woman in green turned sideways without knowing when, with a pair of gray and lifeless eyes hundreds of miles away.

Keep an eye on him!
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(End of this chapter)