My Book of Ten Thousand Jobs in the Godly World

Chapter 287: Spiritual Sacrifice [Lighting on the Big Tree] Ji Yuan is back from the underworld! (5.8k)

"Ha ha……"

Sang San shrugged, feeling that not only did the guy in front of him look unhappy, but his brain was also not working well.

"If you are really serious about it, if we start a fight later, don't overestimate your capabilities and think about helping."

Sang San rolled up his sleeves and said, "When you see a member of your family being injured, take a moment when no one is paying attention and bring them to the tea shop."

"Those who want to grab the black coffin will start with the combat power of the Mortal Realm. Such a fight between beings is not something that little people like you and me can get involved in."

"Touch is serious injury."

"Especially nowadays, those aristocratic families are going further and further on their spiritual path, and they have figured out many evil and strange things."

"What changes have we seen in Qingzhou's spiritual arts?" Ji Yuan took the opportunity to ask.

Sang San gathered his thoughts and said, "Do the Lingjia soldiers in Yongzhou know?"

And looking at Sang San's method, we can tell that this is not the first time that Sang San and the people under the cellar have done this kind of thing.

"We have mourners in Qingzhou."

For a moment, it seemed like the prelude to the embarrassment on all sides.

"I heard something."

Ji Yuan's eyes looked to both sides.

Ji Yuan asked.

The smoke and dust rose up to three meters high.

Next to him, Sang San's eyes were constantly scanning, his body was slightly bent, and his back was slightly raised, like a full moon bowstring that was ready to go, constantly searching for the target.

"Ugh……"

rustling...

"On the contrary, there will be many of our people in remote towns."

It also solved the doubts that arose in his heart when he first came here.

Boom!

Sang San ignored Ji Yuan and rushed into the tea shop.

But when he came back this time, there was a young figure covered in blood on his back.

There was a crisp and capable sound, and immediately after, the rich smell of blood quickly spread throughout the mountains and fields.

When Sang San said this, he sighed, "It's better now, even a mediocre person can do it."

The strips of clothing rubbed against the grass and trees, and the rustling sound was like hundreds of sand drums, constantly overlapping and ringing throughout Liupan Township.

"You're so stupid? Haven't you noticed yet?" Sang San replied breathlessly, but his eyes were still staring at the forest.

"You are hiding here to support the people of the New Party..."

Sang San nodded, "You're not too stupid, but we won't go back to the surrounding areas of the larger county."

"Just a few plants and stones with spiritual energy, coupled with a little spiritual power, can release unimaginable power."

"In just two or three years, I have completed the journey that took the martial artist more than ten or twenty years. How easy it is. The most important thing is that I can beat the martial artist to death..."

Seal and peek!
The dense woods that were originally covering him suddenly looked like walking on flat ground in his eyes.

It seems that as this life sighs, the originally quiet mountains and forests of Liupan Township begin to become restless.

"Martial arts is no longer prosperous..."

In less than ten breaths, Sang San came out again.

"coming."

Ji Yuan thoughtfully said, "If my guess is correct, there should be many people like you in other places in Qingzhou, right?"

He originally thought that this place would be a black shop.

He stepped lightly on the ground in the southeast corner of the tea shop with his toes, and a well-hidden wooden board was tilted up. From the cellar, two hands suddenly came out and "swallowed" the seriously injured figure.

"So the person hiding under this cellar is a doctor?"

Sang San let out a low roar and disappeared from the spot with a bang.

One after another, like a wave of sound.

The figures that were running quickly through the mountains, forests and countryside turned into afterimages, whizzing past like ghosts.

"Are you from the New Party?"

Ji Yuan suddenly realized.

Sang San sighed again.

"Many people have turned to spiritual arts. Believe in a god and worship them every day to increase their spiritual power. Look at the spiritual arts chart and memorize it. There is no need to sharpen your palms with sand, memorize music, or lay the foundation. "

"In the past, only the top-notch geniuses in martial arts could kill their opponents across great realms. It even had to depend on their martial arts, fighting skills, and lack of restraint."

"Let me use an easy-to-understand martial arts realm analogy. These soul-sacrifice techniques can cross a large realm with the 'Blood Brave Realm' and pose a life threat to the 'Body Tempering Realm'."

"To tell you the truth, I am from Huben Camp. Our Huben Camp has a secret method that can make a warrior's foundation solid and his combat power increase far beyond the same level. You can be understood as a 'genius'."

"So even if we choose young people with poor talents in villages and towns, we can train them into qualified combatants. The premise is that they have this ambition and are also dissatisfied with the oppression of the aristocratic family."

Sang San talked eloquently.

Ji Yuan's eyes moved slightly, this should be Fang Shicai's idea.

Among the proud tigers, he is the one with the best brains.

"You said it in such detail, aren't you afraid that I am from a noble family?" Ji Yuan asked back.

"People from aristocratic families wouldn't look like you. A son from an aristocratic family cannot hide his arrogance."

"What you said is too absolute, isn't it?" Ji Yuan smiled.

Sang San paused, "Because the aristocratic family knows we are doing this, but they can't stop it, and they don't bother to stop it..."

"The fact that you can say such things is enough to prove that you are not."

He continued, "Moreover, the family has trained a large number of spiritual sacrificers. They think that with the spiritual sacrificers, they can fight against our Huben Camp."

"Of course, as for whether it will work or not..."

"I should be able to get a glimpse of it today."

"It's best for us to meet people from the Dihe Sect!" Sang San gritted his teeth.

The three words "Dihe Sect" also instantly evoked Ji Yuan's memory.

"What happened to the Dihe Sect?" Ji Yuan asked.

"That woman from the Dihe Sect deceived us all. She turned out to be an undercover agent of the Noble Family, and led our men from the Huben Camp into a trap to kill them."

"Three thousand men and horses, more than half were lost in one day."

"Fortunately, Master Heigang from Zhengyang Temple and Taoist Priest Yi Limi from Yunshan Temple came to the rescue, otherwise we might have been annihilated..."

Sang San seemed to have remembered the horrific scene, his face became ferocious, and his pupils became ferocious.

Bloodshot eyes instantly filled his eyes.

And Ji Yuan also had strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Sure enough, it was not just the great elder of the Dihe Sect who was betrayed. There is also He Wenfeng's 'fiancée', they are all setting up a trap.

First he tried to trap and kill himself, and then he went to trap and kill everyone in Jiaohu.

Damn!

Boom~!

Several giant trees were suddenly pushed, and what followed was the sound of uniform chanting.

"The kindness of the wood spirit, the kindness of great suffering and great compassion, cuts flesh to save the world..."

"Why are the people from Sende Cult here?" Sang San screamed.

"Sende Cult, who is this?" Ji Yuan was also confused.

"Believers of a certain god in the spiritual world can turn ordinary grass and tree sacrifices into terrifying wood spirit techniques."

"It is said that our Qingzhou spirit-sacrifice technique was inspired by this group of people. It's just that the spiritual powers of the spirit-sacrifice practitioners are more diverse."

"But the wood spirit techniques taught by this group of Sende are even more powerful, and they can jointly release spiritual techniques..."

Sang San looked ugly, unimaginable that the battle between the new party and the old party had not yet begun.

The followers of the gods from the spiritual world appeared and wanted to interfere.

"We respect Ji Yuan, the leader of the proud tiger, and God asked us to bring Ji Yuan's body back!"

A high-pitched sound erupted in the forest.

The moment the terrifying sound rang out, the 100-meter giant tree that was tilting and falling toward the ground suddenly cracked and turned into a blue aura that filled the sky.

Those spiritual lights hovered in mid-air, and the solid spiritual power suddenly amplified, and they connected together in an instant.

mid-air,
A cyan light curtain separates the sky and the earth.

Ji Yuan looked at the spiritual power in the air and couldn't help but feel surprised, because the spiritual power in it was so strong that it was equivalent to the total spiritual power of twenty of his own.

On the ground, two groups of people appeared in an instant and started to kill the followers of Sende Sect.

No need to look closely,
On the left are all young and strong men, with sharp eyes. He has a long beard on the right side and his eyes are sinister.

The old and new parties were attacking the Sendek Sect at the same moment.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the Sende Sect believers calmly shouting in unison again, "The big tree shines!"

boom!
The cyan light curtain in mid-air suddenly fell.

The huge spiritual light beam covers a radius of three hundred meters, carrying terrifying spiritual power and arriving in an instant.

Ji Yuan and Sang San were just outside the attack range, staring straight at the cyan light beam landing three steps away from them.

The imaginary destruction did not appear.

The earth, grass and trees are safe and sound.

Even the smell of blood did not spread in the mountains and fields.

Ji Yuan looked into it with a peephole, and then he realized the power of this 'big tree light'.

As far as I can see,
Whether it is the new party or the old party, their vitality has dropped sharply.

For those who are slightly weaker, their energy and blood are only less than 60% of the peak level.

"Burning Qi and blood, such a domineering move."

Ji Yuan murmured, now Daqian's spiritual skills are really becoming more and more bizarre.

No wonder Sang San was able to lament that "martial arts is about to decline."

In the Sende Sect, a middle-aged man wearing a green grass coat came out and shouted loudly, "Everyone, this blow is just a warning, the next time it will be..."

The middle-aged man's words had not yet finished.

The ground beneath his feet exploded, and a figure rushed out from directly below it.

Grandmaster Assassin!

The man's hands look like tiger claws and he picks off the head.

Stab it!

Blood shot out, reaching a height of three meters.

The Sende sect, which was so powerful just now, was massacred by dozens of middle-aged men in an instant.

"Spiritual practice is as brittle as tissue paper, vulnerable to a single blow!"

The middle-aged man fell into the formation.

These believers of gods in the spiritual world seem to become lambs to be slaughtered as soon as they are approached.

I saw those people still chanting, picking weeds from around them, and in an instant, under the gathering of spiritual power, they turned into dark brown vines and strangled towards the master assassin.

next moment,
A flash of fire flashed in mid-air.

In the light of the sun, a figure seemed to fall from the sky.

"Eat my palm technique that falls from the sky!"

The roar was deafening, and a halo of energy visible to the naked eye surged towards the distance.

The roaring wind of the palm seemed like a mountain coming from the end of the sky.

boom!
The hundreds of meters of ground suddenly cracked, and countless gravel and weeds floated into the air uncontrollably along with the bodies of the Sende Cultists.

The Grandmaster Assassin rose from the ground, roaring like a tiger, and flew into the air.

bang bang bang...

The rubble cracked again and again in mid-air, and the followers of the Sende Cult even opened their hearts and souls, and "we all met each other"...

In a short time, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves.

cough~
The Grandmaster Assassin was bleeding. Contrary to the earth, rocks, and believers that were shaking around him, the Grand Assassin lost all momentum and instead smashed toward the ground.

The tiger claw technique in his hand was smashed and the edge was gone.

"how come?"

The Grandmaster Assassin pulled his body out of the pit in a daze.

"I have been promoted to the Second Washing Master. These hands have been soaked in three kinds of tiger essence and blood for seventy-seven forty-nine days...the secret technique has been mastered!"

The Grandmaster Assassin looked at his hands. The nails fell off and were filled with blood. They were no longer sharp and looked down and out.

not far away,
The young man with thorn-like hair and a tall head was covered in blood, but he still smiled. He spoke confidently.

"Don't doubt yourself, defeat is not your problem."

"You have worked hard enough." The young man said with relief, "In the seventy-six moves just now, I have seen your efforts and hardships, as well as your study of martial arts."

"The path is right and the technique is very skilled."

"If it were any other opponent, you would definitely win."

"To be fair, you can force out 70% of my strength. You are already the strongest grandmaster I have encountered since I broke through."

The young man spoke with high spirits.

It was as if there was an invisible wind blowing his thorn-like hair higher.

The young man looked down at the grand assassin who stood up tremblingly with a calm tone.

"It's a pity because your opponent is named Teng Jiaen."

"You are Teng Jiaen!"

The Grandmaster Assassin's pupils shrank, as if he suddenly woke up.

Teng Jiaen stopped pretending and tore off half of his beaten face to reveal his original face.

"Yes, that's right!"

Boom!

The moment Teng Jiaen spoke.

High in the sky, there was sudden thunder.

The originally clear sky was completely shrouded in dark clouds.

And the black coffin was already completely solid and floating in the air.

"Same as last time, the lightning in the dark clouds suddenly dissipated."

Teng Jiaen raised his head and looked at the sky.

His expression was solemn.

"Is the adult in there or not?"

On the originally tragic battlefield, everyone stopped at this moment and paid attention to the black coffin in the sky.

They didn't dare to blink, and it seemed like they had difficulty breathing.

More and more figures appear around Liupan Township, and they are obviously all looking for the black coffin...

To be precise, he came here to witness what was in the black coffin.

There are bald monks, weirdly dressed guys, hundreds of well-equipped soldiers wearing armor with mysterious carvings, and masters who are full of momentum but have no discernible realm.

The Taoist chef from Yunshan Temple, the Wuyou monk from Zhengyang Temple, Geng Shuzhong from the Demon Suppression Division, and the costumes of the Dihe Sect...

Zhang Wanggu of the Zhang family in Yangshan County, the second master of the Wu family...

The half-human, half-ghost from the Ghost and God Sect, as well as He Wenfeng and Zhang Miao...

If Ji Yuan could look down, he would definitely find that 80% of the people present were acquaintances.

Believers of gods, new party, old party, three sects...

It seems that all the famous and powerful forces in Qingzhou are here.

They all seemed to have counted on this day, possibly being the moment to witness the truth.

Everyone was waiting silently, waiting for the dark clouds without thunder to dissipate.

Because they are well aware of the power of the Immortal Exile Tribulation, and rashly going there will lead to death.

The dark clouds are rolling, like the waves of the black river in the sky.

Everyone on the ground held their breath, and the atmosphere was almost frozen.

However, everyone on the ground is also taking action, dispatching troops and generals just waiting for the opportunity to come.

The Sende Sect, which had suffered heavy losses, also began to gather strength to regain its strength.

This is the calm before the storm...

"The dark clouds are about to clear."

Sang San spoke softly, and also gave Ji Yuan a hand.

"You should take refuge in the cellar. It will be very tragic later, and I'm afraid it won't be safe here."

only,
Sang San did not push Ji Yuan this time.

He frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this guy with weak energy and blood fluctuations could be so stable on his feet.

"I'm afraid I can't leave."

Ji Yuan smiled and spoke, very satisfied with Sang San's character.

"If you don't leave, don't blame me if you die later."

Sang San said.

Ji Yuan continued, "If I leave, I won't be able to sing this scene."

In the sky,
The clouds cleared and the sun began to clear.

The black coffin also began to squirm in mid-air, slowly moving towards Xuwuwu.

"kill!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Whoosh...

In an instant, dozens of wooden bars full of spiritual energy were thrown into the air.

boom!
Thick vines soared into the sky, intertwined and condensed in mid-air, and gathered into a big hand to grab the black coffin.

As for Teng Jiaen's side.

A big gray-winged bird rose from the ground, Teng Jiaen stepped on the demon's back and headed towards the black coffin.

On the other side of the aristocratic family, another grandmaster stepped on a huge tree, and actually stepped on the huge tree like a bow bowed under the full moon, and it bounced into the air with a bang.

In a blink of an eye,
There were more than ten figures, each showing their magical powers, heading towards the black coffin in mid-air.

"No one can touch my master's things!"

Teng Jiaen's eyes were about to burst, and his aura and vitality had reached their peak.

The words uttered from his mouth carried the air waves and stirred around.

It can actually suppress and knock out flying birds and beasts.

"Hahaha... your stuff?!"

"Everything in Qingzhou belongs to our family!"

"The land is, the genius is the treasure, and the black coffin is too!"

"Even if Ji Yuan comes back from the dead, nothing will change."

The figure that was ejected had a strange change all over its body.

He is the master of the Three Cleansings!
The top strong man!
"He better come back to life so I can kill him again!"

Just when everyone was about to arrive in front of the black coffin.

There seemed to be a soft whisper between heaven and earth, ringing in everyone's ears.

"Here comes the coffin."

Like the whispers of the ancient gods.

The black coffin, which was about to be pulled into the spiritual world by some force, actually hovered in mid-air with a sound.

next moment,
The black coffin suddenly accelerated,
He plummeted toward the inconspicuous tea shop on the ground.

Sang San's eyes widened in front of the tea shop, "Why are you coming at me?!"

Could it be that I was the one chosen by that adult?

This thought flashed in his mind for a moment.

It seems to be as he wished.

boom!
The black coffin stood upright, heavily inserted into the ground in front of him.

What followed was the sound of the skinny green-faced man next to him falling to the ground.

But Sang San didn't notice.

All his attention was attracted by the black coffin in front of him.

Lightly,
An inexplicable power came from the black coffin in front of him, like a mighty mountain, suddenly pressing down on his heart.

The dull feeling of depression was like a bucket of cold water poured on Sang San.

He is awake...

Ji Yuan is beyond his reach.

He wanted to run away, but his feet kept working.

bang bang bang...

Big figures that he would never dare to think about were blocking him from all sides.

Although none of these people set their sights on him.

But the gathered power still made Sang San's legs tremble, and his heartbeat accelerated unsatisfactorily.

And faster and faster.

The energy and blood in my heart felt like it was about to explode.

Snapped!
A hand suddenly placed on his shoulder, like dew after the rain, making his fatigue disappear instantly.

A slightly stiff voice slowly sounded in his ears.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Sang San shook his head subconsciously, "What's so hard about this..."

then,

His face froze.

He turned his head slowly and stiffly, looking at the hand that fell on his shoulder.

The hands were like white jade, crystal clear.

It's like God made it with all his efforts without any flaws.

Sang San slowly looked towards the face of the owner of these hands.

The delicate face was exactly the same as the immortal paintings he had seen, and even more so.

The dark eyes were like bottomless abyss.

Just one look at it makes you breathless and makes you want to kneel down and surrender.

These are not the most important...

The most important thing is that this person is actually in the black coffin!
Doesn't that mean he is...

"Ji Yuan!"

In the distance, the grandmaster of the aristocratic family shouted out the name.

"Are you really not dead?"

"I came back from the underworld."

Ji Yuan whispered softly.

But it was like thunder, exploding in the hearts of everyone present.

That man actually came back...

Ji Yuan's eyes fell on Teng Jiaen and the others.

He saw Zhang Miao and He Wenfeng.

They have become much more vicissitudes of life. He Wenfeng's left arm and left eye are gone, and a horrifying scar can be seen even with his clothes on.

It should have been during the battle that Sang San said that the Huben Camp was designed.

Ji Yuan's heart was infinitely complicated.

He spoke slowly.

"Thanks to all of you for your hard work these past four years..."

Ji Yuan hugged his fists heavily towards Zhang Miao and others.

"Next, leave it to me."

A soft whisper is like the most powerful oath in the world.

Ji Yuan put the Blood Flame Ring on his finger and clenched his fist slightly.

"Even if we haven't seen each other for four years and have completed the Six Paths of Immortal Tribulation, I still don't feel much unfamiliar."

Ji Yuan raised his head and looked at the people from the aristocratic family in the distance.

"Which of you comes first?"

(End of this chapter)