Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 148 The God-killing Platform! Can you kill gods?

Zhang Yuqing closed her eyes and her consciousness sank into it.

After intercepting a large amount of incense and wish power from the Yinxian Empress.

In the Xiyi Mansion, a star hanging high in the sky began to shine brightly, and the precious light was dense. Through the immeasurable precious light, one could see a foreign object inside.

It is different from the One Yuan Gold Liquid Pool and the Well of Tongyou.

It is a killing thing.

"A guillotine?"

Zhang Yuqing whispered.

His vision passed through rays of precious light.

The foreign object in the Star Treasure was a guillotine.

Zhang Yuqing was slightly frightened, "Yan Xiaoer said that the gods are immortal. As long as the incense and wish power are still there, they will revive sooner or later! But under the God-Slaying Stage, the gods will also die!"

Underneath are puddles of blood that have never dried, lingering with the lingering Taoist rhyme, which is terrifying.

"Absorb the power of incense and wish!"

He does not aspire to Shinto.

Yan Xiaoer on the side also noticed something strange, his phoenix eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Zhang Yuqing in surprise.

"You are indeed very interesting." Yan Xiaoer's eyes raised slightly.

Throughout ancient times and modern times, gods are mostly busy in life. They seem to be aloof, but in fact they are just hard workers.

"What does it feel like?"

Zhang Yuqing was thoughtful and touched his chin, "It's very subtle and indescribable."

The guillotine is in the shape of a dragon's head, bright yellow and hot, full of charm, just like a real dragon.

"Tsk tsk...it is indeed the foundation of Shinto."

Zhang Yuqing shook his head, "Even if the gods are all good, they are not as good as the immortals."

In the spring and summer, the cicadas, insects and frogs chirp more and more.

A golden guillotine.

Yan Xiaoer joked, with pear dimples showing at the corners of his mouth as he smiled.
"If you are willing to commit suicide now, you will probably become a new god after death. How about it? Are you excited?"

It is not a god, but a lot of incense and wish power are poured into it.

She soon figured out why.

.......
In the blink of an eye, it’s two months again.

Its name: God-killing Platform!

"Even if it's a god, the power of wishing still belongs to him."

"They will lose consciousness due to the lack of incense and aspiration, and they can also be sealed by the powerful, but they are indeed immortal." Yan Xiaoer said seriously.

"what?"

"But what the hell is the point of giving me the God-Slaying Platform at this time?"

The body of the sword is covered with insect-eaten cloud seals, and is filled with murderous aura. One glance at it makes one feel as if he is facing an abyss, and his mind is in a trance. His ears are filled with the whispers of some immortal gods, as if they are regretful, unwilling, resentful, and roaring. .

The God-killing Platform is not a spiritual weapon.

One has no Tao patterns, the other has no spirituality.

A pair of bright eyes lingered on Yinxian Lake and Zhang Yuqing. Seeing Zhang Yu wake up, he asked curiously, "What do you feel?"

Zhang Yuqing was slightly speechless, with a helpless expression on his face.

With one strike, the so-called immortal gods will also destroy the world.

Whether this guillotine can really kill gods remains to be confirmed.

It is simply born out of pure slaying.

I only seek immortality or martial arts.

Zhang Yuqing nodded.

Whoever likes it will do it.

As the name suggests, this thing is designed to kill gods.

"Tsk...it's really an incredible thing."

Zhang Yuqing smiled knowingly, changed the subject, looked at the center of Yinxian Lake, and asked quietly, "By the way, are the gods really immortal?"

With the God-Slaying Platform in his hand, should he be allowed to tear apart gods with his own hands?
Damn, are you tired of living?
Don’t go, don’t dare to go!

But he didn't say anything about the God-Beheading Platform.

"God-killing platform!"

The next moment, information about the guillotine came.

But it's not upsetting.

After practicing for another two months, Zhang Yuqing became more and more masterful in the two magical powers of shrinking soil into inches and scattering beans into soldiers.

Now he can travel a hundred meters in one step.

The Soybean Talisman Soldier can control nearly three hundred numbers.

One person can become an army.

And in order to better control the talisman soldiers, he also specialized in a military formation.

The so-called military formation is aimed at killing on the battlefield, with soldiers as the base of the formation, gathering troops to form a formation, amplifying their individual strength and integrating them into one body.

The ancient god generals charge with thousands of soldiers, but they can't defeat the immortal gods. This is the reason why even advanced Qi practitioners dare not face off against a warrior general on the battlefield.

During this time, he visited Yinxian Lake several times.

Probably guess the time when the Yinxian Empress will revive.

I am also worried that this goddess who once saved the people from suffering will perish.

This is a hard thing to worry about.

The peach trees in the courtyard are in bloom, and the leaves are green and shiny.

Perhaps because of Zhang Yuqing's Qi training, he absorbed a large amount of Tiangang vitality. The peach tree gradually became magical due to being exposed to the spiritual energy for a long time. It was barely a spiritual plant. After another two or three months, the peach matured and became a spiritual essence.

Little An'an, Tingyu, and Sanbao were playing in the mud in the courtyard.

There was dirt all over his face and clothes.

The little Ping An next to him is at the age where he is learning to speak.

He can't walk out yet, but he can crawl around.

If he is not careful, he can crawl outside the courtyard and talk to the yellow dog Yaya.

Therefore, the two maids Qiuye and Dongxue must always pay attention.

Zhang Yuqing became obsessed with calligraphy practice during this time.

Use calligraphy and painting to refine your Taoist mind.

He was carefully holding a branch in his hand, dipping it in ink and writing:

"Feather clothes always have a smoky color, so they don't cause peach blossoms in the world!"

The writing strokes are made of silver hooks, penetrating into the wood three-thirds of the time.

The two maids were seen peeking sideways, their eyes filled with peach blossoms, and they let out repeated sounds of admiration and admiration. Suddenly!
But I heard the door being pushed open with force.

"Zhang Er, something bad is going on."

Before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and the voice was rough and loud.

When he turned around, he saw Su Xuan and Chang Yue approaching in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yuqing blinked suspiciously.

Su Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously, "The plague has revived again."

"where?"

"I heard it came from Linjiang County over there."

"What about the symptoms?"

"Not bad at all."

There is no doubt that it is influenced by the power of the gods.

After all, the young monk Jiaheng's practice of Buddhism and Taoism has not reached the level where he can single-handedly suppress the revival of Shinto.

Zhang Yuqing deeply felt that this matter was difficult.

If he doesn't eliminate the source of the plague, what if he gets Tianshan Water, Four Seasons Spring, and Red Dust Medicine?
Treating the symptoms but not the root cause!
Unless...kill the god!
"Kill the God? Is this really possible?" He hesitated.

After pondering for a long time, he told Su Xuan and Chang Yue,

"You go and blockade Yuntai County, and let me think about the rest."

Su Xuan and Chang Yue looked at each other and knew that this matter was beyond their ability to solve. They responded with a few words and left in a hurry.

I hesitated deeply for a long time.

Zhang Yuqing's eyes flashed, and he found Qitian Stick and asked, "What is the strength of the gods?"

"Why do you ask for this?" Qi Tiangun asked in confusion.

"Of course I want to find a way to kill him." Zhang Yuqing told the truth.

"You're crazy!" Qitian Guan suddenly screamed.

"I'm not crazy."

"You kid, you are crazy. A little Tiangang warrior, trying to deal with the gods is ridiculous, arrogant, arrogant and stupid."

Qitian Gun's body was trembling with anger, and he wished he could open this kid's head.

Let him sober up.

A Tiangang warrior to deal with the gods?

Isn't this a ridiculous and stupid idea?
"Ha...don't forget my master."

Zhang Yuqing chuckled coldly.

He is very clear about what his greatest ability is, not his own strength or talent, but his backstage!

It was Master Zhang Jiao and Master Zhang Sanfeng standing behind him.

"Well...it's not impossible."

Qi Tiangun was speechless.

After all, he had personally experienced and participated in the Tribulation of the Ten Thousand Gods with its owner, Qi Tianren, and knew a lot about it. He said, "The strength of the gods varies greatly, and there is a huge difference!"

"Some gods are so powerful that they are so powerful that they can kill martial arts masters with just one slap."

"And some gods are weak and belong to the wild gods and minor gods. Even if they are in the real world, they are only equivalent to the warriors of the Dharma Realm. They can be slapped to death by a real person."

"It depends on which god you want to deal with?"

"What about the god in charge of plague?" Zhang Yuqing asked.

"I don't know."

Qitiangun blurted out, "But the previous master once encountered a god who was also responsible for disasters."

"The results of it?"

"I glanced at it from a distance of three hundred miles and ran away!"

Zhang Yuqing's eyes widened.

It turns out that you are such a warrior, Qi Tianren.

"Hmph...the former master survived the catastrophe because he was always clear-headed, self-aware, and neither impulsive nor reckless! How can he be like you? With a temper like yours, you will die sooner or later!"

Seeing his strange expression, Qi Tiangun was scornful and insulted him.

Zhang Yuqing responded quietly, "But even the cautious Qi Tianren once used his own strength and old body to fight to the death and kill two heavenly demons at the risk of his own death."

Qi Tiangun said stubbornly, "So, that was the most irrational moment in his later years."

"He could have lived for a hundred years."

"Has the real person ever regretted it?" Zhang Yuqing shook his head and asked.

"I'm sorry... I guess!"

Qi Tiangun was stunned.

Did the master regret it before his death? Maybe not.

It tried hard to recall the scene before Qi Tianren's death.

With a smile on his old face, he restored his youthful appearance before his death, as if the high-spirited young man had returned.

"Oh... no matter, no matter, it's really annoying."

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with me whether your boy dies or not. I will leave the master's inheritance to your niece and train her to become a disciple of Qitian."

Qi Tiangun impatiently chose to avoid the topic.

Because the descendants of Zhenren were cut off, Qitian Gun had to find another inheritor to pass on the "Qitian Martial Arts" created by its owner Qitian Zhenren.

Originally, Zhang Yuqing was the most suitable candidate.

However, Zhang Yuqing has reached the realm of Tiangang, and even the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu of veteran Zhang Sanfeng no longer fits. The same goes for the martial arts scriptures. Instead, he read the Qitian Martial Arts Classics, learned from its essence, and prepared to create his own martial arts scriptures.

Fortunately, things have turned around.

Qi Tiangun discovered Xiao Anan, who also had unusual martial arts talents.

He has been regarded as the inheritor of Qitian Martial Arts.

Zhang Yuqing didn't say much.

Can roughly guess.

This god in charge of the plague should not be some small god or wild god!
Master Zhang Jiao's incarnation of wish power may not be able to withstand it.

"Gotta find some more help."

In fact, unlike what Qi Tiangun said, Zhang Yuqing's character is neither impulsive nor reckless.

Without 70% to 80% probability and preparation, he would not take action rashly.

So, he ordered Taoist Jia to find the young monk Jiaheng.

I also searched for some information about the gods and the God of Plague.

Most of this information comes from Yan Qingyue.

Zhang Yuqing became more and more curious about Yan Qingyue's true identity and origin.

(End of this chapter)