Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 391 Shocking change!

The hairs all over his body suddenly stood up. The old man with the bone stick suddenly shook the bone stick in his hand. The remaining six skulls on it suddenly lit up, and he opened his mouth to spit out a thick fog like ashes.

These ashes are emitting sparks and carrying a strong aura of death, trying to turn all living beings within the range into piles of withered bones.

With a slight movement in his eyes, Qi Xiu summoned the Haotian Mirror with one hand, and the snow-white mirror light instantly pierced the fog of ashes sweeping in front of him.

But it's just the blink of an eye.

The old man with the bone stick who was still in front of him just now had actually run to the stone door. He bent his head and glanced at Qi Xiu, then plunged into the stone door.

"Is this their special mission?"

Stepping forward to the stone door, Qi Xiu looked at it carefully.

The stone gate is not very tall, about five or six meters tall. The whole body looks like it is carved from a huge bluestone. The surface is covered with sword marks of different sizes and depths. It seems that countless sword cultivators have carved their own paths on it. .

"This stone gate..."

Looking at the stone gate in front of him, Qi Xiu frowned slowly.

After a brief hesitation, Qi Xiu immediately walked towards the stone door.

Gazing at the paradise-like scene in front of him, Qi Xiu's eyes flashed with purple light. In the intertwined black and white vision, the quiet and peaceful mountain village did not change much.

Just compared to the living soul.

This is……

The God Burial Valley was created by this immortal swordsman. This stone door is hidden deep in the valley and must have a great relationship with it.

The moment he stepped into the stone gate, the light and shadow suddenly changed in front of Qi Xiu's eyes. A strong smell of decay hit his face, making him feel as if he had entered a box that had been sealed in dust for countless years.

His eyes moved slightly, as the surging light and shadow in front of his eyes gradually dissipated.

Qi Xiu's expression changed slightly when he heard the divine source named Qingyun speak.

With a smile on his face, Qingyun raised his hand to invite Qi Xiu. After opening his mouth, he seemed to be afraid that Qi Xiu would refuse. He pointed to the huge willow tree in front of him:
"It's right there, not far."

But since Li Banxian wanted to slaughter the gods in the world, why didn't he destroy their divine origins together after killing the gods' bodies, but suppressed them alone in the stone gate.

This group of demons and evil cultivators appeared inexplicably in the God Burial Valley. They were fully prepared and even deliberately used their own lives to entangle the human cultivators in the valley.

Proficient in the "Heaven and Earth Ten Thousand Sword Techniques" and "Gourd Sword Technique", he can now be regarded as a barely qualified swordsman monk.

However, the huge willow tree standing in the center of the village appeared in Qi Xiu's eyes as a young man wearing an elegant gown and a smiling face.

"Yes, my name is Qingyun, and I am the god in charge of thirty thousand willow trees."

In the eyes of others, the horizontal and vertical sword marks on the stone door were unorganized, as if they were scratched on them at random.

The Valley of the Buried Gods is the place where he attained enlightenment.

Qi Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly as he focused on the mottled and weathered sword marks on the bluestone surface.

Children were playing in pairs, old people were enjoying the shade under the trees, and chickens and dogs were pacing.

The breeze blows, and the willow leaves rustle and dance with the wind, falling into the rushing stream surrounding the village, running towards the peaceful distance.

What is hidden in the stone gate is actually the source of those gods.

Is there any secret in this?
"You are a guest when you come, come and sit at my place."

The source of God is the origin of the gods. In addition to consciousness, it also contains most of the power of the gods themselves.

Ahead, under the clear blue sky and white sun, is a flat and open land with continuous houses.

"Are you...the source of God?"

And the two leading demons have a special mission.

"If this stone door is really related to the sword immortal, what is hidden inside the door?"

With a look on his face, Qi Xiu felt more and more that it was possible.

And...all from one person!
"Is it possible that the person who left so many sword marks on this stone gate...is the greatest swordsman in history who slaughtered all the gods in the world - Li Banxian?"

A green and green willow tree has strong branches, and the slender and drooping willow branches almost cover the entire village.

Feeling the pure divine aura on the long-robed man in front of him, Qi Xiu's eyes revealed a hint of clarity.

In the village, it is quiet and peaceful.

In a flash, the man appeared in front of Qi Xiu out of thin air, looking at him with some curiosity in his green eyes.

Most gods are born with no souls, and the source of gods is a quality similar to souls.

The source of God is like the soul of the human race.

Outside the village, cattle neighed, farmers held long whips, and strong young men bent over to plant rice. From time to time, there were a few cheers and laughter.

"After all these years, an outsider finally came."

Before the catastrophe of the Tao body completely begins, he must personally eliminate all hidden dangers.

No matter what this group of monsters or the people behind them are going to do.

But in his eyes, every sword mark on it contained an aura of endless killing.

Nodding, the man in the long gown didn't seem to be wary of Qi Xiu, or maybe he hadn't seen outsiders for a long time. He directly told his name and origin.

For a moment, he lost the whereabouts of the old man with the bone stick. Qi Xiu thought for a moment and nodded:
"Okay, then I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

Seeing Qi Xiu agree, the smile on Qingyun's face became even bigger, and the two of them immediately walked towards the willow tree.

"I wonder if you have seen an old man holding a bone staff passing by here."

On the way to the willow tree, Qi Xiu asked Qingyun casually.

"The old man holding a bone staff? I've never seen him before. Why, brother, are you in a hurry to find him?"

Arriving under the willow tree, Qingyun waved his sleeves, and the broad and strong tree trunk in front of him suddenly opened a door, which was an elegant and quiet inner room.

"It's not that urgent."

He raised his eyes and looked at the inner room in front of him, and a faint fragrance flowed on the tip of Qi Xiu's nose.

This aroma was very light, but it conveyed an indescribable sense of relaxation, which made Qi Xiude's nerves, which had been tense since he knew the calamity was approaching, relax a lot.

"Since you're not in a hurry, just take a rest here. I've been living here alone for a long time and haven't chatted with anyone for a long time. If you don't mind, brother, just sit down here.

I see that there is a hint of sadness in your eyebrows and that you are depressed. You must be troubled by trivial matters. "

As if they were old friends for many years, Qingyun led Qi Xiu to sit down in a familiar manner. In a few words, the two of them chatted more and more happily.

As a god, Qingyun has many unique insights in his words and sentences. When Qi Xiu talks about some of the puzzling things he encounters in his daily practice, the other party can quickly come up with different opinions and conclusions.

The gods' mastery of the essence of Tao is far beyond what monks can match.

Under Qingyun's generous teaching, although Qi Xiu's cultivation level has not increased, his application of many techniques has made a qualitative leap.

On the contrary, Qi Xiu also relayed all the mysteries of today's world to the god who has lived alone for countless years. These new things surprised Qingyun. The world he had never set foot in unfolded before his eyes, like a picture. Colorful picture scroll.

Unconsciously, the two of them were talking more and more freely, and even time was forgotten.

"I really didn't expect that the outside world can be so colorful."

With a sigh, Qingyun waved his hand and called out a cup of tea and handed it to Qi Xiu.

Warm tea soup, filled with aroma.

Just looking at the clear tea in front of him, Qi Xiu first raised his head and glanced at Qingyun opposite, and then slowly shook his head.

"Finally, can't you bear it anymore?"

The calm tea trembled slightly and became rippled.

The right arm holding the tea cup froze in mid-air. After a few breaths, Qingyun laughed twice:
"What are you talking about? Why can't I bear it..."

"Thanks to your guidance, I have made up for many of my original shortcomings. If you were a human, we might be able to become very good friends." Qi Xiu slowly stood up and looked down at Qingyun, who was still pretending to be calm and natural. .

"Still holding on?"

Shaking his head, Qi Xiu grabbed it casually, and a large number of crystal clear catkins exuding an elegant fragrance suddenly appeared in his palm.

“From the moment I came under the willow tree, you began to hypnotize my mind and immerse me in your words.

This thing is so powerful that ordinary monks cannot resist it.

But, except me. "

Rays of golden light suddenly appeared in the catkins in the palm of my hand. These catkins, which can capture the hearts of living beings, were all covered with [Suppression Talismans].

Unexpectedly, Qi Xiu had already seen through his methods. The smile on Qingyun's face completely disappeared, and he looked at the young Taoist in front of him with cold eyes:
"Knowing that I am going to harm you, you are still chatting with me for so long. You are very brave!"

"After all, you are a former god, and your experience is a treasure that is hard to find in the world.

Since you want to act, it's okay for Qi to act in a show on your behalf. Just treat it as a theater ticket for your previous donation. "

Suddenly, wisps of overbearing and pure purple fire began to surge and boil in the void. Qi Xiu looked down at the blue clouds in front of him indifferently:
"Now, tell me where the old man with the bone staff has gone."

"Ho ho, it's up to you! I'm a god!"

Not living up to his previous elegance and quietness, Qingyun's expression suddenly became distorted and ferocious. At the same time, the peaceful and peaceful village outside also turned into a mass grave of bones.

The simple and loyal villagers tore off the flesh and blood on their bodies and turned into terrifying monsters made of grass and trees. They all looked over with glaring scarlet eyes.

"God? Look at yourself in the mirror. Do you still look like a god?"

Calmly looking at Qingyun, whose appearance had changed 180 degrees, Qi Xiu raised his hand to call out the Haotian Mirror. The light of the snow-white Haotian Mirror seemed like a bright sun hanging high in the sky, shining all over this filthy area. The rotten and evil earth.

Under the illumination of the Haotian Mirror, the ferocious and terrifying things around him suddenly screamed and melted.

“Then it’s not all caused by you humans and animals!

I am a god!

It's a high God!
How dare you, humans and animals, talk to me about equality!
Kill kill kill!

I'm going to kill you all! "

Roaring hysterically, Qingyun's figure suddenly disappeared in front of Qi Xiu.

The next moment, this huge willow tree that covered the sky and sun seemed to come to life. The majestic power swept over, intending to overturn the cycle of heaven and earth and kill all living creatures in the world!
"It seems that the Sword Immortal was right in driving you all to death."

"fart!"

Completely stimulated to madness by Qi Xiu's words, Qingyun went completely crazy. The infinite cruelty and killing energy exploded, causing the sky to roll, and the wisps of divine power that burst out directly tore the void into pieces.

"It's a bluff. Endless years have already worn away your power. Now, can you still call yourself a god?"

Unaffected by Qingyun's aura that seemed to overturn the sky, Qi Xiu slowly spoke.

years!

That is a power that even the Yuanshen boss must always be wary of.

Although gods can live as long as heaven.

But that is for the gods who are still in their divine status and have not been damaged.

But the Qingyun in front of him was just the source of the spirit, and his divine body had already been killed by the sword immortal countless years ago.

Even if he is able to survive to this day, it is because of that person's deliberate intention.

The long years of baptism have already washed away his strength.

The explosion at this moment is tantamount to a flashback.

"I don't believe it, I don't..."

Before Qi Xiu finished speaking, Qingyun's breath suddenly dropped sharply, and his heavy body seemed to be hollowed out, leaning back weakly.

"Impossible, impossible... I am a god, a god who overlooks all living beings..."

His body gradually transformed into the original appearance of a man in a light shirt, and Qingyun, with empty eyes, murmured in his mouth.

"Tell me, where is the old man with the bone stick? I can give you a pleasure."

Arriving in front of Qingyun, Qi Xiu looked down at him and spoke softly.

Slowly turning his eyes to look at Qi Xiu, Qingyun's dull eyes reappeared with a gleam of light:
"Ho ho... you can't even hope to find him... our world... is about to come... the day when the gods return... is coming!"

boom!
Qi Xiu waved his sleeves and formed a large black gold seal and took Qingyun away directly. Qi Xiu had no expression on his face.

This divine source contains the will of the gods, and surrendering it to the ancestral orifice is comparable to thousands of remnant souls, and it can be regarded as his last bit of value.

"If you don't ask, I won't be able to find you?"

The fierce purple fire burned a thousand miles away. Qi Xiu spread out the palm of his right hand and saw three wounds that were less than half healed.

Using [Command Talisman] one after another, the superimposed backlash has made the wound heal slower and slower.

Hopefully it's the last time.

His eyes moved slightly, Qi Xiu raised his right hand again, and when his fingers were closed, endless colorful thoughts surged between his fingers.

"Command!
Catch anyway! "

As soon as the order was given, a long avenue paved with colorful light suddenly spread out under Qi Xiu's feet.

And at the end of this avenue.

A slightly stooped Saint Seal holds a bone armor compass in his hand, kneeling in front of a stone tablet, muttering something in his mouth.

Stepping onto the Caiyi Avenue, Qi Xiu took one step forward, and endless time suddenly curled up under his feet, turning the end of the world into something just a few steps away.

With just one step, he came behind the old man with the bone staff.

Sensing the powerful and familiar terrifying aura behind him, which was as strong as heaven's fall, the old man with the bone stick did not panic as before. Instead, he turned his head, raised the corner of his mouth, and revealed a formidable smile.

"Hey hey hey, you're late."

Snapped!
Before he finished speaking, the old man with the bone staff suddenly slammed the bone armor compass in his hand onto the dark stone tablet.

With a crisp cracking sound, the compass turned into countless tiny fragments.

Frowning at the movements of the old man with the bone staff, Qi Xiu wanted to capture him.

But the next moment.

A strong and extremely uneasy feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

Click boom——

The stone tablet was smashed into pieces, and the scattered fragments were like black lightning, directly penetrating the void and blooming with endless brilliance!

At the same time, an invisible stream of light suddenly rose from the ground, pierced Yubi with great force, and flew to an unknown place.

"what have you done?"

Looking at the stone tablet with only half of its root left, Qi Xiu's uneasiness became more intense.

"nothing……"

Falling to the ground like a puddle of mud, the old man with the bone stick seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He spoke slowly with a strange smile:
"It was the sword that suppressed the God Burial Valley that was released."

Boom!

Invisible fluctuations spread to the entire God Burial Valley in an instant.

For a time, those corpses of gods were buried deep in the ground, completely lifeless.

Open your eyes all!

……

(End of this chapter)