Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Daxuan was destroyed.

Emperor Zhao Xuanyin hanged himself in the Taihe Hall, covering his face with his hair.

More than 1,400 concubines in the harem were buried alive, and the rest of the Zhao family's descendants were all executed.

When this news came out, the whole world was shocked.

Although during these years, the military governors of the twelve provinces rebelled one after another, the entire Daxuan territory was ravaged by war and there were continuous battles year after year.

But no one expected that this melee would end so sloppily and hastily.

No one expected that the Great Xuan Emperor, who was the True Spirit, would choose to hang himself.

That is the genuine Yuanshen Zhenzun.

For a time, the common people in the world were in panic.

Since ancient times, the change of dynasties is bound to lead to a period of unrest, and in such a situation, the most unfortunate ones are naturally the common people at the bottom of society.

There are no eggs under the covering nest.

Just when the common people in the secular world were feeling uneasy about the sudden collapse of the dynasty above them.

This sudden change in the ancient religious families in each province has caused a lot of doubts.

"Hanging himself? How could they come up with that? What kind of rope could strangle a True Spirit to death? The belt of an Ancient God?"

"Zhao Xuanyin is very old. He injured his essence the last time he went through the great calamity of his soul. He will surely die in the next calamity.

It stands to reason that in his current state he would fight to the death and take the other two with him.

How could they lose so calmly? This doesn't make sense."

“You are wrong. In fact, according to the original plan of the Dao League, Daxuan’s national destiny will only last for 1,500 years.

However, Zhao Xuanyin relied on his own methods to extend the dynasty's fortune for more than three hundred years. Such methods are extremely rare among emperors of all dynasties.

Although one of the reasons why the Taoist Alliance paid less attention to it and did not intervene was that they had to deal with the outside world.

But it also shows Zhao Xuanyin's courage and determination!

I think there is only one possible reason why Zhao Xuanyin did not choose to fight to the death this time."

"What's possible?"

"Didn't you notice that there was one person who was overlooked during the destruction of the Great Mystery?"

"Who?"

"Prince Daxuan, Zhao Yang!"

"Yes, this person is also a True Master of the Yuanshen. Daxuan has been destroyed, so why is there no news about this Daxuan Prince?"

"In that case, that means..."

"Zhao Xuanyin used himself to buy a chance for his eldest son.

Otherwise, with Zhao Xuanyin's means, even if Yang Du and the other six attacked together, he could at least drag one of them down with him!"

"Interesting. The Great Xuan has been destroyed, but the crown prince is still alive. Could it be that the Great Xuan is also going to follow the example of the previous Great Yan and set up an organization like the Xuanxin League in an attempt to restore the country?"

"That is unknown. The immeasurable calamity has begun, and the world is about to be in chaos. There are many heroes in troubled times. If this great Xuan prince can seize this opportunity, he may have some chances."

"Alas, the catastrophe has begun, and no living being in the world can escape. This is our difficulty, the difficulty of all living beings, and the difficulty of the world."

The fall of the Great Xuan Dynasty caused a huge stir among the common people in the secular world, but for the cultivation world, the change of dynasties was already a common thing.

Not to mention the True Master of Yuanshen, even some veteran Taoist masters have already gone through two dynasties.

It's not a rare thing.

What really worries the cultivation world is the immeasurable catastrophe that has already begun!

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The provinces of Shandong and Jin, Tianlin Prefecture, Cang County, and Lijiatun.

It was the autumn harvest season. Large fields of golden wheat ears swayed in the strong wind, making rustling sounds. The wheat waves rose and fell in the breeze, shining with bright light, which was extremely spectacular.

On the ridges of the fields, farmers preparing for the autumn harvest gathered in groups of two or three, their faces filled with joy and anticipation.

Some were talking animatedly, sharing their longing for a good harvest; others were gazing quietly at the fertile wheat fields, as if counting each full ear of wheat.

The villages in the distance are scattered around, with wisps of smoke rising up, blending with the scene of harvest, together painting a picture of a prosperous harvest year.

The years of war subsided, allowing these farmers who had suffered so much from the war to finally live a peaceful and stable life.

Farmers have no other thoughts. They are satisfied just to be able to take care of their families, look after their three-acre land, have enough food and clothes.

With the sound of the wheat stalks being cut, piles of full, golden wheat were stacked up.

While everyone was busy harvesting this year's good harvest, a figure was hiding under an old tree on the edge of the field, pinching melon seeds and muttering to himself.

"They are a bunch of country bumpkins who only know how to work hard and farm. The little wheat they harvest throughout the year is not even enough to buy a few meals of wine. I don't know why they are so diligent.

I am just bored. "

The person who was speaking was named Li Lang, a well-known lazy and sloppy man in Lijiatun.

All year round, he did not work at all and just lived by stealing and taking a little from this place and that place.

Moreover, this guy himself is incredibly lazy. When he sees others working, he always has a sarcastic look on his face, muttering to himself and speaking in a sarcastic tone.

He was disliked by all the people in Lijiatun.

But this guy is a scoundrel and cannot be driven away. Over time, he becomes a plague in the village and everyone avoids him when they see him.

Spitting out melon seed shells, Li Lang rolled his eyes and looked at the villagers who were working hard in the fields, his eyes full of complaints and sarcasm.

Just work hard and do it.

You deserve to be trapped in this mountain valley for the rest of your life.

It's obvious to you.

You all do shitty work, ignore me every day, and look down on me. When I become rich, I will kill you all one by one.

Yes, I’ll kill you!

I'll kill you all...

I'll kill you all...

The unhappiness in his eyes became more intense, gradually becoming cold and resentful. Li Lang, as if possessed by a demon, kept repeating that sentence, and a cut full of sharp teeth gradually appeared on his neck covered in dirt...

"I'm going to kill you..." His eyeballs rolled up, revealing bloodshot whites. With a distorted expression, Li Lang tore the skin on his face. Pieces of flesh were forcibly torn off and stuffed into the mouth at the back of his neck.

And he walked towards the rice field with strange and unsteady steps.

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The wind blew, and the large unharvested wheat fields swayed slightly.

A few drops of dried blood condensed on the ears of wheat, revealing a strange red light.

The bright red color all over the ground turned the wheat fields, which originally symbolized a good harvest, into a gloomy place surrounded by fishy winds.

The middle-aged man with a magic sword on his back, a long scarf on his head and a bronze mirror in his hand looked solemn as he frowned and glanced at the deserted village.

"Second Master, we have searched everywhere, but there is not a single living person in the entire village, and there is not even a corpse. We only found a lot of blood.

Moreover, even the remaining soul was not found. "

Hurrying to the entrance of Lijiatun Village, the young monk, who still looked a bit immature, raised his hand to report to the middle-aged man.

"In just one day, he killed all the people in the village, and didn't even leave a single corpse. What kind of demon is this to be so cruel?"

The Qingsong Sword Sect is considered a famous sect in the entire Tianlin Prefecture, with more than two hundred disciples.

A few days ago, a disciple named Li Changhe returned to his hometown to visit his relatives and found a monster wreaking havoc in the village. After he fought hard with it, he was seriously injured. He finally returned to Qingsong Sword Sect for help.

Upon learning that his disciple was injured by the monster, the leader of the Qingsong Sword Sect immediately dispatched his own junior brother to lead more than a dozen disciples, vowing to capture the monster.

But who would have thought that when they arrived, they found that apart from bloodstains everywhere, there was no living person, not even a dead body, in the entire Lijiatun.

"what!"

A sudden scream rang out in the silent village.

"problem occurs!"

Without any doubt, Taoist Xuan Cang gave a low shout and immediately called all his disciples to rush towards the direction where the scream came from!

And when everyone arrived at a farmer's yard.

But he saw Li Changhe kneeling in front of a thatched hut, holding something unknown, his shoulders trembling and crying bitterly.

"Long River..."

When Taoist Xuan Cang approached Li Changhe and was about to ask him what happened, his expression suddenly changed.

What Li Changhe was holding in his hand was actually a severed hand.

Judging from the age and wrinkles on this hand, it is obviously an old woman's hand. The broken end is jagged, as if it was bitten off by something alive.

"Dad, Mom! I am an unfilial child. I am an unfilial child!"

After recognizing that the severed hand dropped in the straw hut was indeed his mother's hand, Li Changhe almost collapsed and cried heart-wrenchingly.

"Demon, get out here! I won't be a human being if I don't kill you!!!"

With his eyes red, Li Changhe suddenly stood up and roared wildly, like a madman.

"Changhe, calm down."

Seeing that Li Changhe was in a bad state, a young man who was on good terms with him hurried forward to comfort him, but just as he approached, a cold light flashed.

The young man's face was filled with astonishment, he covered his neck, the gushing blood quickly flowed out in large areas, and he fell on his back.

“I’m cold as hell, your mother is dead, let’s see if you can be calm.

Kill, kill, kill you all!!!" The purple-black veins under his skin kept throbbing, and Li Changhe's flesh, blood, and bones kept changing shape, growing inch-long black hairs as long as steel needles. The long sword in his hand was even wrapped in flesh and blood, turning into a pair of hideous and terrifying claws.

"Roar!"

In an instant, Li Changhe turned from a living man into a monster over five meters tall, neither human nor monster, ugly and ferocious, with black air surrounding his body.

“This, how could this happen…” Taoist Master Xuan Cang, who had lived for over a hundred years, was also shocked when he saw this scene and could not believe what he saw.

However, this kind of thing that goes beyond normal logic is now happening everywhere in the Tianyuan world.

The quiet and peaceful grassland turned into a bloody swamp that devoured everyone overnight; a little bit of resentment turned a living person into a demon comparable to a Taoist monk; the gurgling spring water turned into a foul fluid that made living beings full of pus and parasites; dark cities appeared out of thin air, bewitching thousands of lives; teams of armored and sharp-armored, expressionless ghost soldiers even appeared in the center of the densely populated city...

Inexplicable strange imaginations emerge one after another, and the root of all this seems to be the infinite catastrophe that was triggered in advance.

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"Two hundred and forty-nine strange incidents have occurred in half a month. Is this the power of the Infinite Tribulation?"

Inside the sect master's hall, Qi Xiu looked at the summary list of strange events that had been sent to him, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes uncontrollably.

According to the headmaster Dongfang Qing, although the immeasurable calamity has been initiated, the protection of the Tianyuan world by the Heavenly Dao will disappear with the beginning of the calamity.

But this disappearance is gradual.

But now it seems that even the infinite calamity that has just begun has produced incredible power.

"Now you know why we take this catastrophe so seriously."

Dongfang Qing closed the list in his hand and looked lost:

“The Heavenly Dao is binding itself, which not only means that the alien races from the outer worlds can openly enter the Tianyuan Realm, but also that many strange forces from outside the realm will invade as well.

If the original way of heaven was to use a tightly fitting glass cover to firmly cover the Tianyuan world.

Now cracks have begun to appear on the glass cover.

Although these cracks are not enough to allow the alien races from the heavens to enter the Tianyuan world, those strange forces can still take advantage of any cracks to penetrate.

The strange incidents that are happening everywhere now are caused by them.”

"Is there no way to prevent it?" Qi Xiu said in a deep voice.

"No, we are overwhelmed by the catastrophe and can't take care of ourselves. What we can do now is to try our best to eliminate some of the strange incidents first to ensure that our Tianyuan human race will not suffer too much damage." Dongfang Qing shook his head.

He has not experienced countless great calamities.

But this kind of calamity is the supreme calamity that will restart the heaven and earth.

Not to mention the human race, even if the entire Tianyuan world was destroyed, that would be a normal thing. What they can do now is to minimize the damage caused by the catastrophe within a certain range.

"Now that the Great Xuan has fallen and the new dynasty has not yet been established, the governors of the vassal states are busy fighting for the throne and I'm afraid they won't be able to deal with these matters.

The sects and families can only take care of themselves and deal with matters within their own jurisdiction.

But if this continues, it will definitely damage the vitality of our human race, and I'm afraid the Dao Alliance will have to step in on this matter." Dongfang Qing said slowly.

"Not necessarily." His eyes moved, and Qi Xiu told Dongfang Qing about how he had previously taken the lead in establishing the Alliance of All Living Beings.

“The All Living Beings Alliance was originally established to curb those Jiedushi warlords. Now that the catastrophe has come, strange things are happening everywhere, and there are invasions from outside.

If the All Living Beings Alliance can play a role, it can connect the dots into a whole, use each province as a battle zone, and work together to sweep and destroy the weird. Although it cannot prevent the catastrophe from coming, it is better than doing nothing. "

Qi Xiu's words surprised Dongfang Qing. After thinking about it carefully, he nodded repeatedly.

“If this is really possible, the originally loosely connected sects and families in various provinces can be forged into an iron plate, greatly reducing the extent of foreign invasions.

This method is very wonderful.

However, if we really want to mobilize the strength of various provinces, the Taoist Alliance still needs to step in.

The catastrophe is approaching, and the Dao Alliance can forget about leading from behind the scenes. It is better to show up in the world openly and give a backbone to all sentient beings in the cultivation world."

With a plan in mind, Dongfang Qing immediately took Qi Xiu to the Taoist Alliance.

The sooner this matter is accomplished, the fewer people will die, and the more beneficial it will be for the human race.

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