Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 225 Six Realms Yunzhuan·Five Thunders Conquer Demons!

It was the beginning of spring in the year 1757 of the Daxuan calendar.

Gao Tianxiong, the envoy of the Yunnan and Sichuan Festival, passed away.

Just as Taoist Master Yun Xiong said, the death of Gao Tianxiong, the governor of Dianchuan River, was not concealed for long.

It was less than two months after Qi Xiu and others learned the big news.

News of the death of Gao Tianxiong, the current governor of Dian and Sichuan, suddenly spread throughout the Daxuan Dynasty.

At first, the Gao family and the government office of the feudal town issued a notice claiming that this was a rumor.

But as the voices of doubt grow more and more.

Evidence supporting this news continues to emerge.

The Gao family and the feudal government office were under pressure.

In the end, Gao Tianxiong had to admit his death.

For an instant.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the whole world was shaken.

Gao Tianxiong, who was a high-ranking official in a feudal territory, a giant in a large province, and a boss in the Yuanshen realm, died.

Both the secular world and the spiritual world caused an uproar at the same time.

After all, Kaohsiung Tian, ​​as the chief official of a province, controls the entire Yunnan and Sichuan provinces.

His death meant that the official power of the Yunnan and Sichuan provinces fell directly from the top of the tower.

There is no longer this big boss of Yuanshen sitting in charge.

The Gao family and the feudal town government office instantly lost their original deterrence.

For a time, all forces were ready to move, and an undercurrent swept through the entire Dian and Sichuan provinces, and even the Daxuan Dynasty began to surge.

The real dark blood era.

Coming soon!

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Deep in Shenchou Ridge.

In the center of the pool, where three bright moons hang high, reflecting the transparent realm, a young monk wearing black robes and hanging a string of blood-colored beads, with an expressionless face, sits cross-legged on a purple-black lotus platform.

Slowly twisting the beads in his hand, Zen Master Mofo Xing'e silently recited a passage of scripture.

I saw the calm water surface in front of him suddenly showing ripples.

Immediately afterwards, the entire water surface began to boil, and an ancient tree with dark black roots and tangled roots, filled with a rich putrid odor and pitch-black color, continuously eroded and polluted the surrounding void, and manifested countless black and dead phenomena, rose from the bottom of the water.

On the ancient branch, an old and shriveled face slowly opened its eyes, and the hollow and wooden holes revealed a sinister atmosphere that buried all living beings.

"Xing'e, long time no see."

The human face on the ancient tree spoke slowly, and the voice was harsh, like countless men, women, old and young speaking at the same time, intertwined and extremely unpleasant.

"What's the matter?"

With his eyes half-closed and without even glancing at the old man from the ancient tree in front of him, Monk Xing'e just asked lightly.

"Gao Tianxiong is dead, don't you know?"

The empty eye sockets twitched twice, and the corners of the old man's mouth cracked, revealing a set of dark teeth, with hair-like silk remaining between the teeth.

"I heard about it, but I'm not sure whether it's true or not."

"No need to confirm, Liu Er has sent a message back, Gao Tianxiong is indeed dead."

"Oh?"

Slowly opening his eyes, Xing'e monk Gujing Wubo's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"It stands to reason that Gao Tianxiong's fate is still early, how could he suddenly die?"

"According to Liu'er, it's an old disease relapsing.

Ho ho, karma repays you.

Back then, in order to kill Jiuyin, he did not hesitate to take the fate-defying golden elixir, destroying his own fate and becoming a lifeless person.

No fate, no blessing and no luck.

So even if he tried every means, he could not relieve the injury.

I can only watch myself enter old age and die sadly. "

The old man Gushu's tone was teasing, his teeth were scraping and hissing, full of gloating.

"Is the news confirmed?"

"There should be nothing wrong. Shanli has decided to open up the route here as soon as possible, and strive to occupy this large province of Yunnan and Sichuan in the shortest possible time to prepare for the next plan.

You can take action first and cover it up.

Oh, by the way, this is for you. "

Opening his big mouth, Old Man Gushu slowly spit out a long sword wrapped in layers of sealing cloth, with no trace of anything strange on the surface.

Looking at the strange long sword spit out by the old man Gushu, Monk Xing'e frowned slightly, raised his hand and a bloody light flew out, rolling the long sword to his side.

"Three of Mr. Li's sword intentions are sealed here. If a human race Yuanshen leader besieges you, you can be used to relieve the siege.

But be careful, if you use it once, you will lose a thousand years of Taoism. You have to take care of it yourself. "

"Can you please ask Mr. Li to take action?" After lowering his eyes and glancing at the ancient sword, Monk Xing'e's expression changed slightly.

“It’s not a request, it’s an exchange.

You don’t need to know the exact price.

Anyway, Shanli's intention is to get your side moving as soon as possible.

The follow-up team will arrive soon, and this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Several of those old guys woke up.

Therefore, it is best not to make any mistakes, otherwise the Maruo Temple may not be able to protect you. "

Hearing the last words of the old man Gushu, which were almost like a lesson, Monk Xing'e suddenly smiled.

"Hehehe, poor monk, do I need you to do the beating?"

The next moment!

The old man Gushu suddenly discovered that the surroundings had turned into a golden Buddhist hall, and the monk Xing'e, wearing a black cassock, was standing high above the hall, holding a wooden fish and beating it calmly, while the obscure ancient scriptures continued to echo.

<divclass="contentadv">"Excuse me! I'm kindly reminding you, why are you so ignorant!"

Sensing the changes in his surroundings, Old Man Gushu's face darkened and he shouted loudly.

"Only when you are calm and calm can you reach bliss early. Donor, you have all the five poisons, including greed, anger and delusion. Let the poor monk help you to enter and enjoy the supreme magic as soon as possible."

Walking towards the old man Gushu step by step, Monk Xing'e looked calm, but the speed of beating the wooden fish in his hands became faster and faster.

tuk tuk tuk tuk -

The continuous sound of wooden fish kept coming, and the old man Gushu felt that the monk Xing'e in front of him was becoming more compassionate and sacred, and he couldn't help but want to kneel at his feet and kiss his insteps.

"Xing'e, how dare you save me! I..."

"All things and dharmas belong to my Buddha. Donor, please enter my Buddha door."

"You...disciple please listen to the Buddha's decree."

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In the year 1757 of the Daxuan calendar, the weather had just begun to get warmer, and everything was recovering. It was a great time when everything was ready to be revived.

But in the northwest of the great province of Yunnan and Sichuan, countless demons and evil cultivators surged in like a tide, with demonic energy rising into the sky and clouds of smoke billowing.

There is a strong aura of terror filling the world.

These evil cultivators either step on demonic miasma, or control extremely terrifying magical weapons such as bones, smoke, and locusts.

That extremely arrogant laughter echoed throughout the sky, rumbling.

In the turbulent dark clouds, pairs of lantern-like bloody eyes kept turning, full of desire and greed for living flesh and blood.

There are also some pure-blood demons who have directly manifested their original forms, and their huge bodies and demonic aura filled the entire sky like dark shadows.

Every step he takes will cause the earth to tremble crazily.

Suddenly, demons and evil cultivators swept in like a rolling torrent.

The demons and monsters have entered the country!

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Yangshan Mansion.

As an area originally governed by the Golden Flower Mother Sect, ever since the Holy Kingdom of Tranquility fell apart, the Golden Flower Mother Sect has existed in name only.

This area was returned to the territory of Yunnan and Sichuan Province.

It's just because the Golden Flower Mother Cult has persecuted this area too deeply, and this area is adjacent to the land occupied by demons.

Therefore, even if it was recaptured, no civilians would move here, and it would still remain a wasteland filled with people.

But today, this area has become a geomantic treasure place for many wealthy religious families in the Yunnan and Sichuan provinces to ambush and kill evil cultivators.

Obviously, Shenxiao Sect’s idea of ​​eating first, taking first, coincides with that of many powerful sects.

For the big cake of humanitarian merit.

Many people want a piece of the action.

At this time, deep in a forest on the southeast side of Yangshan Mansion, nearly a hundred monks wearing fiery red robes, with red hair and beards, eyes like blood, hot aura around their bodies, and their breaths filled with firelight, were waiting without saying a word. here.

Fire God Sect!

One of the largest sects in the Dian-Sichuan Province is second only to the top ten ancient religions.

In addition to not having the foundation of the ancient religion, the Fire God Sect's strength can be regarded as the leader of the new sect.

Its sect leader Feng Yan is definitely ranked among the top ten in Taoist power in the Dianchuan Province, and he is a very powerful sect.

"Everyone cheer up and get started."

Leaning on the trunk of a towering ancient tree, Feng Siji, the young master of the Fire God Sect, slowly opened his golden-red eyes and sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, as if he had smelled the stench of the demon.

The demons are invading in large numbers, help the danger and save the people!

It can be understood that great opportunities also appeared during this great catastrophe, and it was not just the Shenxiao Sect family.

With his eyes like torches, he looked at the overwhelming, raging, and laughing evil cultivators in the distance. The corners of Feng Siji's mouth slightly hooked up, and wisps of golden-red fire slowly ignited on his body. The terrifying temperature caused the surroundings to The void began to twist faintly, as if it was about to be burned through.

"It's finally here."

Feng Siji licked the corner of his mouth excitedly, and sparks shot out from Feng Siji's breath.

The name of the large book of scriptures practiced by the Fire God Sect is: "The Taishang Red Fire and Ten Thousand Flames Scripture"

He controls all the fires in the world and is extremely powerful.

But practitioners will also become hot-tempered and impulsive because of this, just like a walking powder keg that will explode at a moment's notice!

According to his father's instructions, Feng Siji has led his troops to ambush here for five days.

The purpose is to intercept and kill this group of demons and evil cultivators, and be the first to cause a catastrophe!

"Young Sect Leader, you see there seems to be someone in front of you."

Just when Feng Siji was clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, he was ready to go out and kill everyone.

The doorman on the side reminded him that there seemed to be something unusual in front of him.

"Ok?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Feng Siji activated his technique. The golden flames in his pupils danced, and he suddenly saw something strange in front of him.

It was a young Taoist sitting cross-legged on a vermilion gourd, wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, and a delicate face.

Judging from his aura, he seems to be a great monk in the blood-stained realm.

"Alone? Did you go the wrong way?"

Looking at the young Taoist sitting cross-legged on the gourd, Feng Siji showed a trace of hesitation, thinking about whether to take action in advance and save this lost little fool.

But in the next moment, his eyes suddenly changed, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

On the plains in the distance, the young Taoist sitting cross-legged on the gourd was facing the evil cultivator who was attacking him like a dark tide. With a wave of his broad sleeves, countless talismans flew out.

"He is..." Looking at the young Taoist, Feng Siji looked stunned.

Raising the Dao Jue with one hand, Qi Xiu's eyes were filled with divine light, and he drank softly:

"rise!"

boom--

In an instant!

Each one is as wide as a door panel, with spiritual light shining, powerful and thick, flowing with a majestic and domineering aura, as heavy as a mountain, and the huge talisman with countless thunders surging across the entire sky.

Six Realms Cloud Seal Talisman!

Five Thunder Demon-Suppressing Formation!

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