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

Chapter 179
"It's a long story, Master Yan, why don't you go to my room and drink tea and talk about it in detail."

"Then nagging the old host."

Host the room.

The old host scooped up the clear spring in the mountain and put it on the stove to cook.

"Benefactor Yan, the clear spring from the mountain at the back of Lanke Temple is sweet and sweet, and it has a special flavor when paired with the wild tea from Qingmu Mountain. You can try it."

"Good tea."

Yan Ping took the wild tea poured by the old host and took a sip, "This is the best wild green tea I've ever had."

The old host sighed and said: "Unfortunately, the roots of Qingmu Mountain have been destroyed, and it is difficult for the spiritual energy to gather again. We will not see this wild green tea in the coming year."

"It's far away, let's talk about Shi Huaixian."

The old host took a sip of tea and said, "Huaixian is actually not from our time."

Yan Ping was slightly startled: "Not from our time?"

The old host nodded and said: "Huaixian is the offspring of the combination of the demigod fire unicorn and the ancient immortals. His father is the last demigod fire unicorn in the world, and was watched by the immortals."

"One time when he went out with his wife and children, Huo Qilin was besieged by ten immortals. Although Huo Qilin was a demigod, he couldn't stand the gang fights of the immortals. To protect his wife and children, he had to explode. What made him even more unacceptable was that his child was struck by the sword of an immortal during the chaotic battle and almost died on the spot."

"In order to save his son, Huo Qilin sacrificed himself, filled his own child with the Qilin's holy power, and sealed the child in this place."

"The child didn't wake up until 18 years ago. Unfortunately, he suffered a severe injury, lost his memory, and completely forgot his identity. As a guardian, I have always followed Huo Qilin's instructions back then, and have not told Huai Xian his true identity. "

Yan Ping said: "If you put it this way, this Yaoshuai's treasure is actually a demigod's treasure."

The old host nodded and said: "Yes, only Huaixian can open this treasure. As for when he can open it, it depends on when Huaixian recovers his memories of the past."

Yan Ping said: "The offspring of the demigod fire unicorn, it's no wonder that Huaixian's physical body is strong and full of yang energy."

"Benefactor Yan, I have another merciless request."

The old host said suddenly.

"Unfortunately please? The old host might as well come and listen."

The old host said: "I have average cultivation qualifications. I have lived in the world for nearly 300 years. I have exhausted many methods, but I still can't make a breakthrough."

"The first month of next year will be my deadline. 18 years ago, when Huaixian was born, there was no need for this Lanke Temple to exist. It's just that I adopted many orphans at that time, and I couldn't bear these children to be homeless again. , the Lanke Temple has not been disbanded."

"Now that my time is approaching, I have to start arranging funeral arrangements in advance."

"The little monk in the temple, I have already contacted the abbot of the White Horse Temple in Chunjiang Prefecture. After I pass away, the White Horse Temple will send someone to pick me up. I am worried about this child Huaixian, who values ​​love and righteousness..."

"Benefactor Yan, I know that you are not an ordinary monk, you are a person who is going to do great things. Huaixian is not bad at it, and he may help you if he is with you."

Yan Ping: "Do you want me to take Huaixian away?"

The old host nodded and said: "Staying in this small Qingmu Town, Huaixian will never be able to recover his memory. His world is destined to be vast. Only by experiencing and following the steps of his ancestors to fight, can Huaixian be further inspired. Only the blood in the body can awaken the memories of the past."

"Huaixian is so filial, I'm afraid he is reluctant to leave you."

The old host laughed and said, "It is precisely because of filial piety that he will listen to my words."

"Okay. If he is willing to come with me, I will naturally not refuse."

"Thank you, Lord Yan."

……

Luoxia Mountain.

Eight hundred miles away, at the border of Luoxia Mountain, a great battle is going on.

Because of Yan Ping's assassination in the early stage, the top demon king in Luoxia Mountain's forces has died, and he is at a disadvantage in terms of high-level combat power.In addition to the sudden attack of Sword Immortal Zhanyun, Zhenjun Changling and others, they killed more than half of the lower demon kings in Luoxia Mountain with just one encounter.

In the current situation on the battlefield, Luoxia Mountain is completely at a disadvantage, and defeat is only a matter of time.

Ximen Zhanyun stabbed a third-tier demon king to death with a sword, and flew back to his side.

"This Luoxia Mountain is so unbeatable. There is no demon king who can win. If I had known this was the case, I would not have come. This battle is really boring."

Zhenjun Changling also stopped and flew back, and said with a smile: "It's really boring, Luoxia Mountain with such strength is not enough for me to warm up."

Yan Twelve and Yan Yu didn't make a move, but Hua Qianqian followed Ouyang Tingxue and others and became addicted to killing. A sword dance became popular, like a unparalleled female general. The monster soldiers and monster generals fell down in pieces like straw.

When Ximen Zhanyun, Changling Zhenjun and others attacked Luoxia Mountain, Ao Ping refined the blood tree in the retreat of Luoxia Old Demon in the hinterland of the mountain root.

Originally according to Ao Ping's plan, after he completely refined the blood tree and his strength reached a higher level, he would kill the demons and guests on Luoxia Mountain and make a fortune.

Then emptied the Luoxia Mountain Treasure House and left in style.

Unfortunately, people are not as good as God.

Before his blood tree was fully refined, and his plan hadn't started to be implemented, he was attacked by a force that came out of nowhere and rushed to Luoxia Mountain.

"Ancestor, please take action, Ancestor. If you don't take action, the foundation of Luoxia Mountain will be lost!"

Above the main hall, more than a dozen demon kings knelt on the ground, begging the old demon Luoxia to help.

Luoxia old demon remained silent.

They didn't know that the Luoxia old demon in front of them was fake, but a blood shadow clone of Ao Ping. Seeing that the Luoxia old demon was silent, they thought that the Luoxia old demon was weighing the pros and cons, and hesitated whether to go out to fight for his life.

After all, the enemy is fierce, not only a Nascent Soul True Monarch powerhouse, but also a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal.

Make a move, out of Nima's hand.

Ao Ping sneered, and waved his hand to put the blood tree into the storage bag. His body shot up and turned into a beam of blood towards the top of Luoxia Mountain.

"Old Ancestor, it will be too late if you don't make a move!"

"Old Ancestor, don't hesitate any longer."

"I implore the ancestor to take action."

More than a dozen demon kings shouted, and suddenly saw the body of Ancestor Luoxia sitting on the throne explode without warning, turning into a cloud of blood mist and heading towards the gate.

"Ancestor!"

All the demon kings turned pale with fright, and turned to look at it one after another.

A child in red walked slowly into the hall, opened his mouth and inhaled, eating the blood energy transformed by the ancestor Luoxia into his stomach.

"Ao, King Aoping!"

"You, you actually ate the ancestor!"

Ao Ping laughed loudly: "Ancestor, hahaha, your ancestor Luoxia died a long time ago."

"Although I don't know who disrupted my plan, but the matter has come to this point, I can only try to recover the loss."

As Ao Ping said, his body shook, and seven blood shadows of different heights emerged from the red clothes.

The blood shadow fell to the ground, and the next moment it turned into seven blood lights and rushed out of the hall to join the team that strangled the forces of Luoxia Mountain.

"Ao Ping, you, you killed the ancestor?"

"Hey, not only did I kill Patriarch Luoxia, but now I want to kill all of you."

"Escape, escape separately." A demon king yelled, and more than a dozen demon kings showed their magical powers, trying to escape from the hall.

"Escape, did you escape?"

Ao Ping sneered, the red clothes flying all over his body scattered into countless red silk threads, and shot them in all directions. One by one of the fleeing demon kings were pierced by blood threads, and their flesh and soul were drained in the blink of an eye.

With a wave of his right hand, he put away the storage bags dropped by all the demon kings, Ao Ping's figure flashed, turned into blood electricity and rushed straight to the treasure house of Luoxia Mountain.

The Luoxia Mountain battlefield at this time.

The demon kings, ghost kings, and demon kings in Luoxia Mountain no longer exist. Those who were killed threw away their helmets and armors. No one dared to show their heads again, and they all hid.

Suddenly, seven blood shadows descended from the sky, and each of them found a hidden demon king. They raised their knives and killed the demon king with one encounter.

Picking up the dropped storage bag, Seven Blood Shadows continued to harvest the life of the Demon King.

The sudden appearance of seven blood shadows caught the attention of Zhenjun Changling and Ximen Zhan.

Ximen Zhanyun asked: "Changling, you have seen a lot, do you know what this is?"

Zhenjun Changling frowned and said: "There is no demonic energy, nor demonic energy, only thick blood energy, these seven blood shadows seem to be warriors in the diamond realm."

"Slaying the demon king is like cutting vegetables, these are the Seven Unyielding Vajras!"

"The Unyielding King Kong, no matter where he got the Unyielding King Kong, it's not so easy to pick up cheap."

Ximen Zhanyun snorted coldly, turned into a sword light, and rushed towards one of the blood shadows.

A long sword appeared, and Ximen Zhanyun held the sword in his hand, and slashed down with it.

There seemed to be a rain of sword energy between the heaven and the earth, and the blood shadow was shrouded in the sword rain, knocking down the dust.

"It's really an unyielding King Kong who actually blocked my move."

Ximen Zhanyun was unreasonable and merciless, so he sacrificed his natal flying sword and golden thread chop.

I saw a long golden thread suddenly pulled out between the sky and the earth, before Ao Ping's avatar could break free from Jian Yu's pressure, a flying sword shaped like a golden thread darted towards him, and with one sword, he chopped off his avatar.

Ao Ping, who was raging wantonly in the treasure house of Luoxia Mountain, let out a muffled snort, his avatar was killed, and a ray of his soul was also destroyed.

"Yuanying Sword Immortal, seek death."

Ao Ping was furious, put away the last spiritual weapon, kicked his feet, directly smashed the treasure house of Xiaxia Mountain, flew to Ximen Zhanyun in an instant, and punched the latter hard on the face.

Boom~~~~~!

There was an explosion, and Ximen Zhanyun let out a scream. He was sent flying by this punch, smashing through three mountains in a row before he stopped being castrated.

"Sword energy body protection."

Ximen Zhanyun didn't have time to see who was sneaking up on him, the sword energy surged out of his body, forming a sword energy barrier on the surface of his body.

As soon as the sword energy barrier was formed, a fierce whip kick fell.

Boom~~~~~~!

The sword energy barrier was kicked into pieces, and the visitor's right leg was like a battle axe. After kicking the sword energy barrier into pieces, the castration remained unabated, and it slammed fiercely on Ximen Zhanyun's chest.

The magic robe bulged, and the aura was overflowing. Although the magic robe on his body helped Ximen Zhanyun block this terrifying blow, the powerful force was still transmitted to his body.

"Wow~~~!"

Ximen Zhanyun spat out a mouthful of hot blood, and his whole body was chopped off by a kick, smashing into the mountain.

"Changling, save me."

Ximen Zhanyun broke free, Yujian flew towards Zhenjun Changling.

Changling Zhenjun frightened the souls of the dead.

Nima, this kid in red who suddenly appeared beats you up like a puppy. Even Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, who is more powerful than me, can't beat you. It's not useless for me to go!
Changling Zhenjun didn't say a word, just dodge people.

"Changling!!!"

Ximen Zhanyun almost lost his breath in anger.

"Boom~~~~~~!"

Ximen Zhanyun screamed again and flew down to the sky.

Boom boom boom~~~~~!

Ao Ping chased after him, riding on Ximen Zhanyun, punching his handsome face one after another.

"Ah, stop, I'm a direct disciple of the Eight Treasures Sword Sect, you can't kill me."

Ximen Zhanyun shouted loudly, struggling with sword energy surging all over his body.

It's a pity that it's useless. In the face of absolute power, everything is in vain.

"Eight Treasure Sword Sect, oh, I'm so scared!"

Ao Ping sneered, "You killed my avatar with great potential. If I don't kill you today, I won't be able to relieve my hatred."

"The gown of the best spiritual weapon, I want to see how many punches this robe of the best spiritual weapon on you can block me."

It all happened so fast.

From the appearance of the seven blood shadows, looking around to kill the demon king of Luoxia Mountain, to Ximen Zhanyun killing one of the blood shadows, and then to the appearance of the child in red, showing absolute crushing power, crushing Ximen Zhanyun Cloud beat up.

There is only less than sixteen breaths.

By the time Baili Qingfeng, Ouyang Tingxue and others reacted, Ximen Zhanyun had already been beaten up by the kid in red riding on him, and if this trend continued, Ximen Zhanyun would definitely be beaten to death by the kid in red.

"It's over. This Ximen Zhanyun is a direct disciple of the Eight-Treasure Sword Sect. If he dies here today, the old Beastmaster may be fine. We may become victims to calm the anger of the Eight-Treasure Sword Sect."

Baili Qingfeng turned around anxiously.

do not know what to do.

Ouyang Tingxue was also anxious: "Who is this child in red, and why does he want to be our enemy?"

Hua Qianqian also frowned.

She and Ouyang Tingxue had already become good friends, so she naturally didn't want her friend to be taken as a target of anger by the Eight Treasures Sword Sect because of Ximen Zhanyun's death.

Hua Qianqian looked at Yan Twelve and Yan Yu, and said, "Mr. Twelve, Mr. Yu, please, for Qianqian's sake, save Ximen Zhanyun's life."

Yan Twelve nodded.

"Brother, this kid in red is a member of the dragon. I am a Confucianism cultivator. I have a certain advantage over him. So, leave this kid in red to me to deal with."

Yan Twelve nodded and said, "Alright, then brother Yu will be hardworking."

Yan Yu took a step forward and appeared above Ao Ping's head in an instant. Behind him, a ten-foot-tall suet jade color appeared slowly, and then gradually solidified.

As Yan Yu raised his foot, Fa Xiang, who was ten feet tall behind him, also raised his right foot.

next moment.

Yan Yu stepped down with one foot.

The ten-foot Faxiang followed and landed, and a huge suet jade-colored footprint quickly took shape, stepping down on the child in red on the ground.

Ao Ping's heart trembled, he raised his head, and looked at the huge soles of his feet that covered the sky and the sun.

Suet jade literary courage Confucianism!
Bachelor of Arts and Soul!

Ten feet of Dharma!

Ao Ping's heart was beating wildly, blood gushed out of his body, and rose into the sky like wolf smoke, blocking the falling trend of the huge soles of his feet.

Yan Yu frowned.

The right foot suddenly increased strength.

The huge soles of the feet instantly became bigger and thicker, and they trampled down hard.

The bloody smoke that continued from heaven to earth was directly crushed by one foot.

"Wow~~~~~!"

Ao Ping spurted out a mouthful of hot blood, not daring to stay for long, turned into a bloody light and fled away.

(End of this chapter)