Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 404 Old Friend...

Wanfa Hall.

One of the thirteen treasures of Shenxiao Sect.

Only people from the Bloodstained Realm and above are allowed to enter.

People from the Blood-stained Realm need to spend 20,000 gold to buy Ten Thousand Magic Spirit Shells if they want to enter.

Each Ten Thousand Magic Spirit Shell can stay in the Ten Thousand Magic Palace for one year.

The Wanfa Hall has seven floors and contains 2,392 Dharma spirits.

The first to third floors are blood-stained magic spirits, with a total of 1,833.

The fourth to sixth floors are Tao body realm Dharma spirits, with a total of 553 statues.

As for the seventh floor, which is the highest, there are six Taoist spirits comparable to the Yuanshen level.

Looking closely at this palace, which looks like it is made of pure gold, the impact is obviously stronger.

The seven-story hall has a different scene on each floor.

It took a long time for the strong wind to gradually calm down.

Among the surrounding mountains and rivers, a huge figure over a thousand feet tall and powerful, wearing divine armor and holding a long sword slowly appeared, and pairs of gilded eyes illuminated it like the sun. , looking Qi Xiu up and down.

It doesn't look big from the outside, but inside it is actually a huge space where endless mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, icy land, volcanoes, and desert rainstorms are intertwined and scattered.

As Jia Yun gradually approached Wanfa Hall, Qi Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

The bottom layer is solemn and solemn, like the cornerstone of the earth, carrying all things; upward, each layer gradually rises, and the light becomes brighter and brighter, until the top layer.

The ocean of divine light that hit his face instantly submerged Qi Xiu, and the surging supernatural auras were like strong winds and waves, making his black hair fly and his robes fierce.

Except for the library and thunder pond, he can enter all of the Thirteen Treasures of Shenxiao Sect at will.

The Wanfa Temple, which looks like it is made of pure gold, is located in the center of this ink-and-black black and white mountain, exuding an endless halo of divine materials.

After jumping over the defense line of the Great Spirit Masters, Qi Xiu slowly fell, and finally arrived at the treasured land of Shenxiao Sect, in front of the Wanfa Hall.

Those who trespass here without permission can really avoid the sword in the head, but cannot avoid the knife in the dark.

Moreover, as a god puppet, the Great Spirit Lord is not afraid of pain and is immune to any method that targets the will of the soul. After being injured, he can draw on the vitality of the world to quickly recover and fight to the death.

After confirming the aura of the Dao Body Realm on Qi Xiu's body, the Great Spirit Masters nodded slowly towards him, then stepped back and reintegrated into the ink landscape.

Looking at these huge figures, Qi Xiu put his hands behind his back and rubbed a soybean with his fingertips.

The Great Spirit Masters have no special divine blessings. What they possess is pure tyrannical physique and unparalleled destructive power.

It is indeed one of the important places of our sect. In addition to the suppression of the rules of [Fushanshui] itself, and the protection of the Great Spirit Master, there are means even on the gate of Wanfa Hall.

"With this power, even a weak person cannot be blown away." After laughing twice, Qi Xiu brushed his sleeves, smoothed his clothes, and walked into the Wanfa Palace.

Once you enter, you will be bound by these rules, presumably to protect the treasure of Wanfa Palace and the magic spirits contained therein.

As Qi Xiu came closer, the two silhouettes of men seemed to come to life, and his bright eyes scanned them up and down.

These are probably the Great Spirit Masters who guard the Wanfa Palace.

Unless the boss of Yuanshen takes action himself, the best way to face these puppets is to suppress and seal them.

After confirming that Qi Xiu had the authority to enter the Wanfa Palace, the two door gods slowly reintegrated into the gate.

Entering this special space called [Floating Landscape], Qi Xiu was surprised to find that his body had also transformed into an ink outline.

This is a kind of god puppet similar to the Yellow Turban Hercules.

The gate, which is more than a hundred feet high, depicts the outlines of two tall and majestic men holding steel whips and halberds.

Great Spirit Master.

Normally, when members of the Shenxiao Sect come to [Fushanshui], they have to hand over the Wanfa Lingbei, the token used to enter the Wanfa Palace, to the Great Spirit Master, so that they can successfully enter the Wanfa Palace.

The appearance of the entire Wanfa Hall is simple and grand. The hall is surrounded by invisible magical light, which is the natural overflow from the powerful Tao Yun in the hall.

It is said that the existence of these six Taoist spirits, who are comparable to the Yuanshen, can almost be traced back to the medieval period, and they can be regarded as one of the foundations of Shenxiao Sect.

As soon as he walked into this magical building, Qi Xiu felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and the space in the temple was rebuilt through the magical power of Yubi.

Although his body turned into an ink painting style, Qi Xiu did not feel any discomfort. Walking on a cloud of light between the black and white world, it was quite an unusual sensory experience.

Stepping onto the golden steps with a trace of light flowing around them, Qi Xiu walked slowly towards the gate of Wanfa Hall.

But Qi Xiu is already a powerful Taoist.

It's just compared to the yellow scarf warrior who is born with the power to subjugate demons.

"Did Lord Zhenjun choose the magic spirit? What do you think of me?"

It seems that there are strong restrictive rules set in this Yubi space.

At the same time, the closed golden door suddenly opened.

Otherwise, they will be driven away by the Great Spirit Master.

Each of the ten great spiritual masters in front of him has combat power comparable to that of the Taoist body.

The Wanfa Hall is located in a space that looks like a black-and-white ink painting of mountains and rivers. It is a special space carved out from inside the mountain gate of Shenxiao Sect.

As soon as Qi Xiu stood still, a breeze swept beside him. Between countless green leaves, a woman wearing a light green gauze with a gentle and peaceful appearance walked out with gentle steps.

"In December, I met Lord Zhenjun."

Arriving in front of Qi Xiu, Twelve Yue slowly bowed and made a dignified and elegant salute.

Being a little curious about this self-recommended magic spirit, Qi Xiu chuckled and said:

"You're an interesting magic spirit. The other magic spirits don't like to be with others and want to be safe and comfortable. How come you volunteered?"

A magic spirit is a spiritual being that is born after a certain magic has been practiced to the extreme.

Just like the stubborn stone in the secular storybook has its enlightenment.

From a certain perspective, the magic spirit can be regarded as a different kind of demon.

It's just that compared to demons, the birth of magic spirits is more due to the spirituality that is favored and enlightened by the great road.

There are still fundamental differences from ordinary monsters.

Because of this, most magical spirits are idle by nature and advocate freedom. Unless they are the first master, they rarely recognize another master.

Most of these magical spirits in the Wanfa Palace are the first masters who have died of old age or fallen.

They live very comfortably in this Ten Thousand Dharma Hall, so except for rare cases where they see each other in the eye.

The magic spirits turned a blind eye to the monks who came here.

Even some magic spirits with radical and violent personalities may take action.

Just like the Hunyuan Sword Gourd in Qi Xiu's hand, it also derived a magic spirit.

If Qi Xiu dies, whoever dares to come forward and ask him to claim his master will be a sword from Baocang Lang.

Therefore, this magic spirit who came forward to ask for adoption naturally aroused Qi Xiu's curiosity.

"The aura of Zhenjun is somewhat similar to that of my old master. I have a natural feeling of closeness in my heart. I hope Zhenjun can make it happen."

After hearing Twelve Yue's explanation, Qi Xiu's eyes moved slightly, showing a hint of surprise.

"Similar to your old master's aura? Can you detect my aura?"

He is the first Hunyuan Immortal Body in the world.

Moreover, practitioners of the Hunyuan Way are extremely rare. He has read as many as 80,000 or less ancient books, but none of them mentioned a single Hunyuan Way cultivator.

And it was even more surprising that December could actually detect his aura.

It is instinct for the Hunyuan Wanfa Immortal Body's Shenying to be restrained. When he was still in the blood-stained realm, he might not even be able to see the power of the Dao body.

Now that he has achieved the Tao Body Realm, he is surprised by a magic spirit from the Blood Realm who has discovered his aura and legs.

"Wait!" As if something suddenly occurred to him, Qi Xiu suddenly looked at the magic spirit in front of him who called himself December, and narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Are you just..."

Suddenly, he remembered that the headmaster had told him not to mention that he was the one who asked him to come to Wanfa Hall.

Qi Xiuruo looked at the magic spirit in front of him thoughtfully:

"Have we met before?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Qi Xiu said these words, the magic spirit Twelve Moon opposite him suddenly smiled:
"What do you think, Lord Zhenjun?"

His mind was shaken by Twelve Yue's answer. Qi Xiu's eyes gradually condensed and he slowly rubbed the golden jade beads on his wrist.

"December……"

Qi Xiu's eyebrows slowly furrowed as he slowly recited the name, but just when he recited the name for the fifth time.

A flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind.

next moment.

His expression suddenly changed and he became enlightened.

December……

These three words combined together...

Isn't it just the word "green"? !
green……

Taoist Qingya!

That's right, except for his qi-gazing technique, who can see through my Hunyuan Ten Thousand Magic Immortal Body!
With a sudden shock in his mind, Qi Xiu never expected that the old friend mentioned by the headmaster would actually be the mysterious Qingya Taoist who left countless behind-the-scenes arrangements.

"who are you?"

Realizing that this December must be inextricably linked to Taoist Qingya, Qi Xiu raised his right index finger slightly.

Suddenly, a majestic force squeezed into the hall.

Hunyuan Palace!
降！
Using the power of Hunyuan Palace to forcibly separate and isolate a separate space, Qi Xiu looked at December in front of him solemnly.

"The slave family said, my name is Twelve Months." Looking at the surrounding space with interest, Twelve Years looked at Qi Xiu with increasingly admiring eyes.

"But Mr. Zhenjun is indeed as my father said. He is extremely intelligent, sharp and witty. He guessed a few clues from my name alone. It's really good."

"Father?"

"What, isn't it right? Isn't it appropriate for Fa Ling to regard the original owner as his father?" Seeing the suspicion in Qi Xiu's eyes, Twelve Yue was slightly annoyed, and seemed to be quite concerned about this matter.

"That being said, it makes sense."

Not wanting to argue too much with Twelve Yue over whether he is a father or not, Qi Xiu now wants to know why Taoist Qingya left Twelve Yue here.

And why was it the Supreme Leader who reminded him to come here?

Is it possible that the headmaster and Taoist Priest Qingya also know each other?
But if anything, why not let me mention that he asked me to come?
"Then what does your father mean by leaving you here waiting for me?"

After a slight pause, Qi Xiu asked straight to the point.

According to the current situation, December definitely did not arrive at Wanfa Hall recently, but was left here early in the morning.

And if the headmaster Dongfang Qing hadn't specifically reminded him to come here, he might not have come here in another few hundred years.

As a result, the relationship becomes even more confusing.

"Father didn't make it clear why he kept me here. He just said that if a True Lord with an aura similar to his comes here, let me follow him."

Shaking his head, facing Qi Xiu's question, Twelve Yue also said that he didn't know.

"How long have you been waiting here?" Qi Xiu continued to ask with his eyes darkened.

"About……"

Pursing her lips and thinking carefully, December slowly stretched out her right hand:
"Five hundred years."

Five hundred years? !

Upon hearing this number, Qi Xiu's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Five hundred years ago, he had not traveled to this world. At that time, Qingya Taoist actually stayed in Shenxiao Sect for twelve months, waiting for his arrival five hundred years later.

"Qi-gazing..."

Reciting this secret technique that could peek into the past and future, Qi Xiu calmly stared at December in front of him, with a faint purple light in his eyes.

……

Endless sea, undulating waves.

Lying flat on a piece of snow-white ice floe, Taoist Qingya, with his robe open, snored like thunder and slept soundly.

But at this moment, a medium-sized wave suddenly hit him, and the water splashed into his mouth and nose very cunningly. He coughed repeatedly and sat up.

"Uncle Shui! You're full, aren't you?"

Wiping the water on his face, Taoist Qingya looked resentful:
"What's wrong with me sleeping?"

"Hmph, you knew that the sword pressed down in the God Burial Valley would be released, but you deliberately concealed it. If I hadn't noticed it in time and intercepted it, the sword would have flown back to the man's hand."

Walking on the waves with an expressionless face, Shui Bo came to Taoist Qingya and looked down at him with a pair of blue, ice-like eyes from a high collar.

Sensing Uncle Shui's dagger-like eyes, Taoist Qingya knew that he was in the wrong, so he shrank his neck and turned away from Uncle Shui's gaze.

"The sword's escape from the trap is a big deal. If you try to stop it, even you and me will be turned into ashes.

It's not that I don't want to tell you, but telling you will not only fail to prevent things from happening, but will also waste more energy. "

After spreading his hands, Qingya Taoist opened his mouth to explain.

"Fart! It's okay for you to deceive others with this excuse, but you also want to deceive me.

Tell me, why did you let that sword go on purpose?

With your methods, you can definitely suppress it again the moment it escapes, without even giving it a chance to escape.

Are you doing this...for that child..."

With eyes as bright as a torch, Uncle Shui didn't believe Taoist Qingya's explanation at all.

This fat Taoist seems to have accomplished nothing and is lazy and hunched over. In fact, he almost never fails in what he wants to do.

"After the God Burial Valley, I'm afraid the child's identity will no longer be hidden, so I have to divert Mr. Li's attention elsewhere.

Although this method is only a temporary measure, as long as my injury recovers, I will personally re-seal the sword and everything will return to its original state. "

Looking at his right hand, which was still bleeding, Qingya Taoist said calmly.

"But what if they find the sword before that?" Uncle Shui's eyes were solemn.

"They can't find it." His eyes were calm, Taoist Qingya's tone was firm, as if there would be absolutely no surprises in what he determined.

"That's best."

Seeing how confident Taoist Qingya was, Uncle Shui's expression softened:

"How long will it take for your injury to recover? Although that child has become enlightened, he is only qualified to enter the game.

I think I should be the guardian. "

Upon hearing that Uncle Shui was going to be the protector, Taoist Qingya's eyes moved and he grinned with an unpredictable smile:

"Okay."

Unexpectedly, Taoist Qingya agreed so readily. Uncle Shui was about to speak, but he choked on the fat Taoist's next words and rolled his eyes.

"But not until I die."

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(End of this chapter)