Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 178 The Bloodline of Divine Beasts

Lanke Temple, after Yan Ping left.

The ground churned and softened, and a beautiful figure came out.

It was none other than Yuniang who was killed by Yan Ping.

"Who is that person? With the strength of my third-rank demon king, I don't even have a chance to escape."

After a while, Yu Niang was afraid that if she hadn't been gifted with special supernatural powers, she could create a clone that was no different from the main body, and she would probably have died at this moment.

This place is dangerous, it is better to retreat temporarily.

No, all of my evil energy is concentrated in the clone, and there is no evil energy in my body. As long as I change my face, I can continue to hide.

Thinking of this, Yuniang glanced at the little monk who had passed out on the bed, and jumped on him again.

Qingsongguan.

The ground shook, and a little mouse came out.

The nostrils of the little black mouse fluttered.

It's strange how Mrs. Bai's breath disappeared.

The Mountain Mouse was puzzled, and he walked around the Qingsong Temple.

I met the Lord Qingsong.

The Lord Qingsong is not dead, so Madam Bai hasn't done anything yet?
Forget it, come back later.

The little mouse burrowed into the ground and disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had arrived at Lanke Temple.

At the same time, Yu Niang has just ended a war of intestines.

"Yu Niang, Yu Niang."

"Mountain rat."

Yu Niang saw the little black mouse sneaking in at a glance.

"Yu Niang, Brother Manhu is dead."

Yu Niang was shocked and said: "What, the wild tiger is dead, how did he die?"

The Mountain Mouse said: "Brother Tiger wants to eat human flesh, so..."

After talking about the cause of the wild tiger's death, the Mountain Mouse said again: "Yu Niang, the boss told you to lie down and find out the details of Shi Huaixian."

Yu Niang glanced at the little monk on the bed.

The elder brother of this little monk is actually a warrior of the Vajra Realm.

It only took two moves to kill the wild tiger!

King Kong physique, I don't know what it tastes like, I really want to try it!
And this Shi Huaixian is said to be the most handsome man in Qingmu Town.

Yu Niang licked her lips.

I can't wait to meet the little monk's big brother.

Suddenly remembering something, Yuniang called to Zhanshanshu and said, "Zhanshanshu, Mrs. Bai should be dead too."

Yu Niang recounted the death of her avatar, and said: "The white-clothed scholar has a high level of cultivation, so the boss is right to be cautious."

Mrs. Bai is dead too!

The Mountain Mouse was terrified, and just after getting out of the trap, two backbone members died. It was really a bad start.

Shi Huaixian, whose identity is unknown, is a white-clothed scholar with a high level of cultivation.

Hey, I don't know if my group will have a chance to find the legendary treasure of the Yaoshuai.

Mountain Mouse went back to report with a heavy heart.

An hour later, the fire was extinguished.

The returning fire fighting team was warmly welcomed by the women.

exactly.

It was Shi Huaixian who was warmly welcomed by the elder sisters and aunts.

"Huaixian, you've worked hard, hurry up and drink some chicken soup to nourish your body."

"Drink mine, this is authentic old hen ginseng soup."

"I just came out of the mountain fire, it's better to drink something cool, Huaixian, this is my ice sugar lotus seed and pear soup, try it."

"Wife, where's mine?"

"There's still pot at home, go back and eat by yourself."

Seeing Shi Huaixian surrounded by women, Niu Dali and others got used to it and left silently.

Shi Huaixian sighed, being too popular is also a pain.

"Okay, stop arguing, I'll drink it all."

After eating more than [-] bowls of various soups, Shi Huaixian burped, bid farewell to the enthusiastic aunt, and rushed back to Lanke Temple with the tiger skin in hand.

The tiger whip was bought by Niu Dali at a friendly price of ten taels.

As soon as he entered the yard, Shi Huaixian saw a strange woman.

"Big Brother."

The younger brother took the bloody tiger skin and brought hot water for Shi Huaixian to wash his hands.

"Who is that woman?" Shi Huai's nose was sharp, and he smelled a woman's scent on his junior brother.

"Her name is Yuniang, and she brought cats to breed." The junior brother said with red ears.

breeding.

Cats match cats.

Does she match you?

But that woman's looks are really good, and her figure is even hotter, so it's understandable that the younger brother can't resist the temptation.

"She's the only one here?"

"Others left when they saw that you were not here, which means they will come back early."

This person is Shi Huaixian, the senior brother of Lanke Temple.

So handsome! .

Yu Niang's heart was pounding, and she had lived for nearly a thousand years. This was the most handsome man she had ever seen, bar none.

Yuniang calmed down, stepped on the lotus steps lightly, came to the front and said a blessing, "Little girl Wanyu has met little master Huaixian."

"The female benefactor is polite."

This woman is dressed too coolly, it must be that the visitor is not kind, I have to be more vigilant.

Shi Huaixian said calmly, "Junior Brother, you continue to receive this female benefactor, and I will deal with the tiger skin."

Tiger!

Looking at the tiger skin in Yan Ping's hand, Yu Niang's heart shuddered, and then she remembered that the person in front of her was a warrior of the Vajra Realm.

Quickly restrained her obsequiousness, not daring to be too presumptuous.

She Wan Yu used to play around in the world, and was the oiran of that province. In the dozen or so places she spent in pleasures, she has never seen a man who could escape her palm.

With a long time to come, she doesn't believe that she won't be able to taste the taste of this vajra-level martial artist.

hut.

Phew, Shi Huai gave a shiver.

Thanks to his strong body.For an ordinary person, eating more than 20 bowls of various soups at once will definitely cause stomach upset.

"Brother, this is 50 taels from the late jade benefactor."

"People are gone?"

"Just left."

"In the middle of the night, it's not safe for a girl's house to walk at night, so go see her off."

"Yes, Big Brother."

"You don't have to come back tonight, I allow you to spend the night outside."

The sword that the younger brother had sharpened for two or three years finally found a place to use it, and it was the time to fight more and more bravely.

As a senior brother, I should give him more time to practice in actual combat.

In Lanke Temple, only the old abbot and him are ordained monks, and the rest are lay disciples.

"Brother, this, this is not good."

"You're 15 years old this year, and you'll be sixteen next year. You're going to be vulgar soon. There's nothing wrong with that."

"Yes, Big Brother."

Qingmu Mountain, the residence of the Mountain God.

A white fox crouched quietly in the bushes.

This white fox is none other than Yan Ping, who has displayed the supernatural power of transformation.

"The king-level breath is still missing."

"Hey, I'm back."

It was the mountain mouse that came back.

"Big brother."

"Drilling Mountain Mouse, why did you come back alone, Mrs. Bai?"

"Brother, Mrs. Bai is probably dead."

Drilling Mountain Mouse shared the information obtained from Yuniang.

A white-clothed scholar with a high cultivation base, even Yuniang couldn't sense how he made a move.

Could this unknown white-clothed scholar be a Nascent Soul True Monarch?
"Who, stop, this is not a place for you to come."

"Snapped!"

Yan Ping slapped away the little monster blocking the way in front of him.

"What's going on outside, Mountain Rat, go and see."

"Okay, big brother."

The Mountain Mouse disappeared in an earth escape, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived at the gate of the Mansion of the Mountain God.

I saw a white-clothed scholar.

Scholar in white!

Well, this white-clothed scholar should be the white-clothed scholar that Yuniang said.

The Mountain Mouse was worried and had a bad premonition. Suddenly, the scholar in white turned his head slightly to look over.

What kind of look is this.

Under the watchful eyes of the white-clothed scholar, Zhanshanshu felt like a white rat that had been stripped of its clothes, and there was no secret in it.

"Mountain rat, what a pity."

The white-clothed scholar sighed leisurely, and the Mountain Mouse's heart jumped for no reason when he heard this.

Earth escape!

The mountain rat's back felt cold, and it wanted to escape immediately.

However, there was a bang.

The usually soft ground somehow turned into a wall of iron and steel, and when he drilled, he hit his head with a big bump.

Before Zhanshanshu came back to his senses, a flash of sword light passed by, and directly chopped off his head, before even the spirit could escape.

"Ah, Immortal Elder, don't kill me, don't kill me, I was originally a servant of the Mansion of the Mountain God in Qingmu Mountain, after the tiger passed away unexpectedly... I, I was also forced!"

The little spirits guarding the gate were so frightened that they prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.

"Go ahead."

With a big wave of Yan Ping's hand, a gust of wind was blown up on the ground, and the little spirits were blown out.

At this moment, the white-clothed scribes and other prisoners who heard the noise drove out.

Seeing the white-clothed scholar, the white-clothed scribe felt a sudden shock, and forced himself to calm down: "Who is your Excellency, and why did you break into my mountain god's mansion."

"Your mountain god mansion?"

Yan Ping smiled and said: "Are you sure this Qingmu Mountain God's mansion is yours? There is no mountain god breath on him, what kind of mountain god is he pretending to be?"

"Boss, why are you talking so much nonsense with this person, just beat him to death."

A bald-headed man stepped out. He was a foot tall, with rough skin and a rocky texture.

The scribe in white said via voice transmission: "Second brother, be careful, this person is most likely the scholar who killed Mrs. Bai and Yuniang's avatars."

"Brother, don't worry, I have rough skin and thick flesh, and have defensive supernatural powers, so I don't believe I can't kill this guy."

The bald man looked coldly at the white-clothed scholar on the opposite side, and yellow mist gushed out from his body. The yellow mist intertwined and formed a yellow light curtain to envelop him.

"Kid, die!"

The bald man sneered, and appeared in front of the white-clothed scholar in an instant, punching the white-clothed scholar's head with a demonic punch.

Yan Ping did not retreat but advanced, took a step forward, and at the same time moved his head forward, slamming into the bald man.

Kacha Kacha Kacha~~~~~!

With the impact, the yellow light curtain covering the bald man's body instantly shattered.

Then the arm of the bald man exploded inch by inch, turning into flesh and blood and powder.

"Ah~~~~~~!"

The bald man screamed and flew out.

Yan Ping stepped out, and his whole body disappeared in an instant. The next moment, with a bang, he caught up with the bald man who was flying upside down, crashed into his arms, and blasted him alive.

The soul of the bald man escaped and flew straight into the sky, trying to escape, a mutton fat jade flying sword jumped up, pierced the soul of the soul, and then stirred it up, killing it completely.

The mutton fat jade flying sword fell slowly, hovering quietly in front of Yan Ping's chest.

"Gudong~gudong~gudong~"

The sound of swallowing saliva came one after another.

Nima, this is a Confucianism cultivator with suet and jade!
It's nothing more than a Confucianist cultivator with mutton fat jade and gallantry, but he's actually a sword cultivator!
The scribe in white swallowed, and tremblingly said: "My lord, is there some misunderstanding between us?"

Yan Ping said: "You and I have no misunderstanding, it's just because I am a human being and you are prisoners."

The scribe in white gritted his teeth and said, "You really want to make things difficult for us, you are very strong, but we..."

Shhhhh~~~!

One, two, three... Twelve mutton fat jade flying swords appeared.

The white-clothed scribe was dumbfounded, and couldn't speak any more harsh words.

Escape~~~~~!

Without saying a word, the glamorous woman swept back.

As soon as she moved, a mutton fat jade flying sword also moved, and came from behind, piercing through the beauty's head in an instant, nailing her body to the wall.

The woman's soul left her body, flew over, knelt down in front of Yan Ping with a snap.

"Forgive me, my lord will spare my life, Xiang'er is willing to be a slave and a handmaid, and serve my lord around me."

A woman of peerless elegance, dressed in a red palace attire, knelt on the ground, and even kneeling, she showed an exquisite figure.

She has a demeanor, cold eyes, every move is full of charm, not intentionally, but born with it.

Especially that pair of tearful Qiushuiqiu eyes are particularly captivating.

Yan Ping was unmoved, and slapped the beauty down with a slap, directly smashing the beauty's spirit into powder.

"Big guy, don't try to escape, fight him."

The white-clothed scribe roared, and a long spear appeared in his hand. With a flick of the long spear, the human spear merged into one, piercing towards Yan Ping like a shooting star.

Seeing this, the rest of the prisoners unleashed their strongest killing moves one after another, and all blasted at the white-clothed scholar not far away.

Yan Ping grabbed the spear with his left hand, and with his right hand he clenched his fist and threw it at the head of the white-clothed scribe. The body of the white-clothed scribe overflowed with aura, and his robe bulged. Finally, with a bang, it turned into rags and resisted the punch.

After one punch, the second punch followed.

"No~~~!"

The scribe in white roared, full of unwillingness, but unfortunately, without the protection of his magic robe, his physical body could not resist this punch at all.

The head burst open like a watermelon hit by a hammer.

He punched the white-clothed scribe's head, Yan Ping reached out and grabbed the white-clothed scribe's soul and crushed it.

All kinds of spiritual weapons, Dharma light hit his body, like scratching Yan Ping's itch.

Yan Ping tapped his fingers non-stop, piercing back and forth with twelve mutton fat jade flying swords, and within a short while, all the prisoners were beheaded.

Collect the inner alchemy and look through the storage bag.

In the storage bag of the scribe in white, Yan Ping found a treasure map.

"Treasure of the Demon Handsome!"

This small Qingmu town unexpectedly hides a treasure of a monster.

Is this a surprise!

At Yan Ping's current state, there are very few things that can disturb his peace of mind.

The Treasure of the Yaoshuai can definitely be counted as one.

The Yaoshuai is equivalent to the god-turning gods and humans of the human race. If the treasures left by such existences can be found and taken for themselves.

For a long time to come, Yan Ping didn't need to worry about cultivation resources.

When Yan Ping returned to Qingmu Town, twelve mutton fat jade flying swords spread out, looking for the entrance to the treasure.

The next day, when the sky was dim, Yan Ping finally found the entrance to the treasure.

Lanke Temple, the wall behind the golden Buddha statue in the Daxiong Hall.

On the gleaming golden wall, a powerful force flows.

Yan Ping vaguely saw a trace of blood flowing in it.

This is a bloodline array.

The visitor must have the corresponding blood to open the formation and enter the treasure land.

"Old host, come out."

Yan Ping spoke.

"Amitabha, Lord Yan is polite."

The old host came out from the darkness and saluted towards Yan.

Yan Ping said: "You have been guarding the treasure of the demon commander, no, it should be Lanke Temple that has been guarding the treasure of the demon commander."

"The demonic blood in the bloodline formation does not have a demonic aura, but instead has a sacred aura, which should be the blood of a divine beast."

Yan Ping pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"If I guessed correctly, Shi Huaixian is the descendant of this Yaoshuai treasure, right or wrong."

"Benefactor Yan is worthy of being a Supreme Master with a high cultivation base."

The old host admitted Yan Ping's statement in disguise.

"Shi Huaixian actually has the blood of a divine beast, but why can't I notice it at all, and I ask the old host to explain it to me."

(End of this chapter)