Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 372: Trapped in a blood-stained realm for life

"The thoughts of divine hatred, countless corpses of gods piled up together, gave birth to a holy place of practice like God Burial Valley, but at the same time, they also gave birth to strange existences that could kill the Taoist realm.

These hateful thoughts of gods wander in the God Burial Valley, and if they pounce at will, unless they are the true masters of the Yuanshen, even the Taoist body will be invaded by the soul and die unexpectedly.

Therefore, although the God Burial Valley has miraculous effects, entry has always been strictly controlled.

And this place only opens once every three hundred years, and each time it opens, it takes one year.

There is only one quota for each Yuanshen Zhenzun. Generally, disciples who have been unable to break through for a long time, are stuck in a bottleneck, and whose life span is almost over, can go in and give it a try. "

After slowly telling the origin of the God Burial Valley and the wonders of this forbidden place, Dongfang Qing looked at Qi Xiu with a light look:

"But this time I want you to try it out."

"me?"

Playing with the golden jade ball in his hand and listening to Dongfang Qing's description of the Valley of the Buried Gods, Qi Xiu was somewhat curious about this mysterious forbidden place.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand why the headmaster would let him take such a good opportunity instead of giving it to his fellow seniors who are dying and unable to break through.

Even if he hadn't been protected by the merits of human beings, with continuous luck, great blessings, and adventures, he might still be wandering and groping in the realm of Taoism.

Looking at Dongfang Qing's half-smiling face, Qi Xiu could feel that the headmaster was not joking.

The Taoist realm is so difficult, then the Yuanshen realm after that...

Snapped!

He raised his hand and gave Qi Xiu a quick slap in the face. Looking at his junior disciple who was covering his forehead and screaming in pain, Dongfang Qing rolled his eyes:

Covering his swollen forehead, Qi Xiu laughed helplessly:

This God Burial Valley should be a must to enter.

"A thousand years?" Qi Xiu asked subconsciously.

"What if I said that if you don't enter the God Burial Valley, you will be trapped in the blood-stained realm for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to make an inch further?"

With a helpless smile on his face, Qi Xiu spread his hands.

"The opening of the God Burial Valley comes just in time. If you go inside and walk around, it's best if you can break through. If you can't break through, just save some experience first and go there next time.

Raising the glazed white jade in his hand, Dongfang Qing's fingertips flashed with light, and the originally warm and white jade suddenly became flawless and transparent, as clear as emerald.

But what you want to climb is the pillar of heaven!

According to my calculation, if you practice according to the rules, it will take at least this time to reach the Taoist realm. "

But even so, he has put in thousands of times more effort than ordinary monks during his cultivation.

After all, he is the boss of Yuanshen. Although Dongfang Qing has never asked Qi Xiu what scripture he is practicing, he can still see some clues from his previous performances and Qi cultivation.

"It's more than just hard work..."

Seeing through Qi Xiu's thoughts at a glance, Dongfang Qing chuckled, but his next words made Qi Xiu's face suddenly become serious:

a thousand years.

By the way, there's this. "

"You are a disciple of a branch sect and do not practice the Nine Heavens Divine Sky Controlling Thunder Sutra of our sect.

He governs all laws, controls all qi, and among all the sutras in the world, if one compares his intentions, there is no one who can surpass him.

For a moment, Qi Xiu's eyes showed a bit of confusion.

Just like other people who need to climb a hundred or thousand meters high mountain to achieve Taoism.

Practicing such a large book of scriptures must be very hard for you. "

If it is a thousand years, it is still acceptable.

Even though Qi Xiu was somewhat mentally prepared, he was still a little frightened by this number.

"What the sect master taught is that the disciples are worried about gains and losses."

After all, he still has three thousand years left to live.

"I feel that I am still young and have plenty of life, so I don't need this opportunity."

“The intention of your natal scripture is too high, and while it has endless wonderful uses, it also blocks your path to advancement.

There is no doubt about the power of "The Secret Meaning of Hunyuan Dragon and Tiger Manual".

However, the intention of the large book of scriptures you have cultivated is too high, and you want to grasp the source of all dharma.

Slowly raising a finger, Dongfang Qing looked amused.

"Worry before you go, who taught you this bad habit?"

It's rare for Yuanshen bosses to live this long.

And he also relied on his miraculous proficiency to forcibly enrich this book that should only exist in idealized scriptures, and continuously enriched it until it now encompasses all kinds of dharma.

He originally thought that his three thousand years of life would be enough for him to break through to the Taoist realm, but he never thought that the "Secret Meaning of the Hunyuan Dragon and Tiger Manual" that he had always been proud of had already cut off his path.

"Add another zero at the end."

Even a little bit of hardship can break through the Taoist realm.

"a thousand years?!"

Is it a waste to give this opportunity to yourself?

Although his forehead hurt, Qi Xiu was grateful to Dongfang Qing for his reckless blow to the brain. If he hadn't interrupted his random thoughts in time, his inner demon would have been born, and his future tribulation would be even more dangerous.

"Now that you have reached the peak of blood-stained cultivation and have a spiritual body, it is time to cultivate a magic weapon of your own destiny.

This piece of Haotian Dao Jade was given to me by my master. It was originally intended to be a magic weapon for me, but something happened later and this piece of Haotian Dao Jade was kept. "

As if thinking of his master, Dongfang Qing's eyes briefly flashed with sadness, but he returned to normal in an instant.

"This Haotian Dao Jade has no special properties, but it is extremely compatible. It can blend with almost any supernatural being and undergo amplification and transformation. It is very consistent with the scriptures you practice.

I plan to ask Yang Jingzhe to create a magic weapon for you, and you can take it into the God Burial Valley.

Firstly, it can protect yourself. Secondly, if you can really break through in the valley, you can refine this treasure into your own magic weapon. "

Listening to Dongfang Qing's orderly arrangements, Qi Xiu was slightly moved.

<divclass="contentadv">Since he joined the Shenxiao Sect, both his master, Taoist Master Yunxiong, the brothers at Yunti Peak, and the supreme leader in front of him have taken great care of him.

It was precisely because of this warmth that he, who had always felt a little out of tune with the world, gradually settled down.

"Disciples please obey the Master's arrangements."

"Well, there are still about seven years until the God Burial Valley opens. During this time, you can sort out what you have learned.

The Valley of the Burial Gods is an unusual forbidden land, and there is a risk of falling at any time.

You have to remember that saving your life is your top priority at all times. "

After telling Qi Xiu a few words, Dongfang Qing asked him to leave. The magic weapon he wanted to forge for Qi Xiu was completely different from ordinary magic weapons.

It must be presided over by a spiritual master like Yang Jingzhe who has become a saint in the flesh, so that it is possible to refine it.

The whole process is complicated and cumbersome, and he needs to prepare in advance to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

……

"God Burial Valley..."

Under the eaves of Yuntifeng's Villa, Qi Xiu lay on his back on a rocking chair, holding the golden jade ball and looking at the starry sky with far-reaching gaze.