Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

"Come on in."

An indifferent and calm voice came from the depths of the bamboo forest. Upon hearing this, the demon ancestors and demon lords looked at each other, then took heavy steps and walked into the bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves are scattered and fluttering.

When the demon ancestors and demon lords came to the depths of the bamboo forest, they immediately saw the fifteen demon kings and demon lords lying on the ground.

"Sir, they..."

"Millions of demons were handed over to the human race. They failed to do their job well and should be severely punished. I have cut off their Taoist practice for a thousand years." Without even turning his head, the calm and silent figure continued to gently wipe the bamboo branch in his hand.

Before he finished speaking, the demon kings and devil lords lying on the ground woke up slowly, and there was a bright red sword mark on the forehead of each of them.

Thousands of years of cultivation have been cut off.

"Thank you sir for showing mercy."

Seeing that their relatives and disciples were still alive, the demon ancestors and demon lords breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that I'm still alive. Although my thousand-year-old cultivation was cut short and my vitality was severely damaged, there may be a chance to make up for it.

"Sir, we underestimated the enemy this time. We didn't expect that Master Hunyuan would have such a method.

Next time I will lead the army myself, and I will capture the Taoist Master Hun Yuan with my own hands, and use his spirit as a sacrifice."

A man with black hair and black robe walked out from the Demon Ancestor, looking extremely cold, like the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, and spoke in a cold voice.

It was the Soul Refining Demon Lord who suffered at the hands of Qi Xiu.

As a True Soul, he actually suffered a loss at the hands of a junior in the Dao Body Realm.

During this period, he was ridiculed and mocked by his colleagues in Shiwan Dashan.

Such a great hatred must be avenged personally to soothe the unhappiness in my heart!

"Well, it's rare that you have this intention.

However, after two consecutive expeditions, the losses in the various demon caves and magic caves in the Hundred Thousand Mountains were not small. For now, I plan to postpone the dispatch of troops. After you go back, notify the various demon caves and magic caves to station troops and rest, and wait for my order before gathering and going out again."

Station troops for training?

Hearing the words of the supreme being in front of them, the demon ancestors and devil lords in the audience were all stunned and looked at each other with hesitant eyes.

Although they are demons, they also know military strategies.

When two tribes confront each other, they will be strong at the beginning, exhausted at the second, and weak at the third. This is a truth that even children know.

Now that the Shiwan Mountains have experienced the first surprise attack and the second reinforcement, although they have suffered heavy losses and poor results, they have also caused considerable pressure and casualties to the human race.

In this situation, it would stand to reason that we should increase our military strength and inflict heavy damage on the human race before they could catch their breath. Not only would we not win the game in one fell swoop, but we would also make it difficult for the human race to cope with it.

If we keep the troops stationed to rest at this time, wouldn't it be a waste of the human race's previous victories?

By the time they recover, all their previous investments will have been wasted.

So when faced with the arrangement of this supreme being, the Demon Lord did not agree immediately. Instead, he remained silent, hesitant and worried.

"What, is there a problem?"

Seeing no response behind him, the calm figure wiping the bamboo branch slowly turned sideways, and a pair of clear black and white eyes fell on these demon ancestors and demon lords.

Being stared at by this pair of extremely ordinary eyes, the expressions of the demon ancestors and demon lords suddenly changed.

The man in front of him seemed to have just turned around, but his terrifying aura was already connected with the heaven and earth, emitting endless dark aura, faintly turning into a giant sword that could reach the sky and the earth and destroy the ages.

The sword was motionless, but it exuded an ultimate murderous force that penetrated heaven and earth, as if it would be swung down in the next second and directly chop off their heads.

"No no."

There was a hint of panic in his tone. These demon ancestors and devil lords at the soul level couldn't help but take a half step back and shook their heads repeatedly to indicate that there was no problem.

"Why don't you get out of here?"

In front of this man, the demon ancestor and devil lord at the level of Yuanshen was like an old dog he raised. He would come when he called and leave when he dismissed him, without any mercy.

However, facing the man's indifference, the demon ancestors and devil lords did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction. They waved their sleeves, pulled their descendants over, and respectfully left the bamboo forest.

The figures disappeared and the bamboo forest returned to silence.

The man came back to his senses and looked down at the bamboo branch in his hand that had been wiped clean and was as shiny as jade, and said softly:

“Everything is set, only an opportunity is missing.

We will see each other soon..."

As soon as he finished speaking, bamboo leaves fell to the ground, each one as sharp as a sword.

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In the Yunnan-Sichuan province, Kunming-Gu Mountain Range, Jiantian Peak!

On the winding and rugged mountain road, two tall figures are walking closely together on this sparsely populated, towering mountain.

Looking at the narrow path less than three feet long under his feet and the vast sea of ​​clouds beside him, Bai Qingfeng took a deep breath:

“You were able to find such a remote place.

Although this place is tall and majestic, its terrain is isolated and high, not as good as Fuyuan. It is a lonely and poor place. Not only can it not be considered a blessed place, it can even be said to be an evil mountain.

Do you really want to choose this as the mountain gate?"

"Ah."

Walking in front of Bai Qingfeng, Qi Xiu's eyes were purple and bright. Standing on the top of the peak, overlooking the crowd below, he felt a sense of vastness and refreshment in his chest.

"The blessed land is the foundation for other Taoist sects and lineages.

But for my Hunyuan lineage, it is just icing on the cake.

It's better to have it, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it.

The Kungu Mountains are considered the first mountain range in the Yunnan and Sichuan provinces.

It is just because it is not a blessed land of immortal mountains, and the mountain has an inexplicable sharp and determined aura, that it is not favored by the major sects and families.

Now it’s just a good bargain for us.”

"It's up to you. You are the leader of a sect anyway."

Bai Qingfeng, who had already practiced the "Hunyuan Wanshi Zhenjing" created by Qi Xiu, naturally knew that the immortal mountains and blessed lands required by ordinary Taoist lineages were indeed of little use to the Hunyuan lineage.

"Let's go to the top of the mountain and take a look."

They did not choose to rush straight to the top of the mountain, but walked up the mountain step by step. When Qi Xiu and Bai Qingfeng arrived at the top of Jiantian Peak, it was exactly noon.

Standing on the highest peak of the Kungu Mountains, with the rolling waves and the biting cold wind howling in, standing on the top of the mountains and overlooking the vast world, Qi Xiu couldn't help but emerge two lines of poetry from his previous life in his mind.

You will be at the top of the mountain and have a panoramic view of the mountains!

The wind was blowing hard, making the Taoist robe rustle. Qi Xiu was very satisfied with the location of the mountain gate he had chosen.

"Now that it's decided, I will start contacting people to start building the mountain gate."

Seeing Qi Xiu's satisfied expression, Bai Qingfeng also nodded.

Now, there are only him and Qi Xiu in the entire Hunyuan Sect. Naturally, he has to take on all the messy affairs in the sect.

"No need, it's simple, I can do it myself."

With a wave of his sleeves, under Bai Qingfeng's astonished gaze, Qi Xiu suddenly had a wolf-hair ink brush in his hand, with ink flowing magically like the magic brush of a celestial official.

"I haven't painted for a long time. I don't know if my skills have become rusty."

The tip of the brush was lightly dipped in the air, and endless colorful ideas flowed instantly. Qi Xiu chuckled, his clothes fluttering, like an immortal descending to the earth, holding the wolf-hair ink brush and waving it lightly.

In an instant, a myriad of colorful clouds surged out like a torrent, so brilliant and gorgeous that they instantly enveloped the snow-covered and steep mountain tops.

The snow that had accumulated for who knows how many years quickly melted under the reflection of the colorful clouds. The hard rock seemed to be smoothed by an invisible pair of hands, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a flat and wide platform.

After that, Qi Xiu did not stop and waved the wolf-hair ink brush in his hand again.

The lights intertwined like a spring, and quaint, exquisite and elegant pavilions and palaces appeared out of thin air.

The pavilions and palaces, with their carved beams and painted buildings, flying eaves and brackets, exude a mysterious and charming aura, as if they appeared from a fairyland in a painting.

Each pavilion has its own unique charm, with exquisite patterns carved on the vermilion doors and windows. Between the pavilions, winding corridors connect each other. On the roofs of the palaces, golden tiles sparkle, reflecting the colorful clouds.

As the breeze blew, the colorful ribbons around the pavilions and palaces fluttered gently, making pleasant sounds.

The air is filled with a faint fragrance, as if it were from a fairyland.

Qi Xiu stood quietly on the top of the mountain, looking at the dreamlike scene before him with a satisfied smile on his face.

And this fairyland created by him personally will become a unique existence in the world, attracting the yearning and longing of countless people.

"This……"

Bai Qingfeng was stunned when he saw Qi Xiu pick up his pen and create this building complex that looked like a palace in the sky.

"Is this really... something that can be done by human beings?"

In the blink of an eye, the void is created!

Even the True Spirit cannot be so casual and free.

"Now that we have the mountain gate, the next step is to recruit disciples."

Turning around and closing Bai Qingfeng's mouth which had opened involuntarily, Qi Xiu stepped into the mountain gate residence that he had created with the magic of painting.

"I plan to recruit a hundred people in the first batch. What do you think?"

Walking on the smooth upward steps, Qi Xiu looked at the surrounding buildings while talking to Bai Qingfeng beside him.

“The number of people is not a problem. The key is how to select. Although our Hunyuan lineage does not focus on aptitude and bloodline, we cannot recruit people without any threshold, so as not to attract some people with bad intentions.

There is something more important.”

After a pause, Bai Qingfeng looked up at Qi Xiu, his expression showing a hint of helplessness:

"There are only two of us in the entire sect now. If we recruit disciples, will you teach them or will I teach them?"

The establishment of a clan family often requires the joint efforts of several generations.

It seems like Ruo Qixiu and his two companions just wanted to found a mountain and set up a sect. Not to mention in today's world, even if we count from the ancient times onwards, there has never been such a casualness.

“These 100 people are the first batch of disciples of my Hunyuan Sect. I decided to personally examine and select them to serve as the foundation of our sect.

My Hunyuan lineage is different from other Taoist lineages.

By practicing the Dharma, the progress of cultivation will be much faster than that of other sects.

The only thing to pay attention to is the mental problems caused by progressing too quickly in cultivation.

Therefore, I will teach these 100 people one-on-one in person, and when they become talented, they will become the backbone of our Hunyuan Sect and the foundation for the expansion of our sect."

Arriving at the sect master's hall on the top of the mountain, Qi Xiu gently pushed open the door. Right in front of the solemn and majestic hall, there was an armchair placed upright.

He walked slowly to the front and leaned over to sit down.

The next moment!

The countless buildings on the Jiantian Peak emitted golden light. In the darkness, a majestic and boundless aura descended from the sky and transformed into a vast column of light with thousands of sounds, dragons and phoenixes surrounding it, and golden lotus emerging, which went straight into Qi Xiu's body.

Sitting upright on the armchair, Qi Xiu's expression was calm and natural at the moment. Under the pouring of the vast beam of light, an ancient and majestic statue appeared behind him, with a dragon and a tiger lying beside him, surrounded by purple air, two yellow-turbaned strongmen standing by with orders, and under his feet, the figures of numerous lotus flowers slowly emerged with auspicious clouds rolling.

It was none other than the Taoist Master Hunyuan!

Looking at the magnificent and stunning scene before him, Bai Qingfeng's eyes were trembling. He couldn't help but kneel down and shouted:

"Disciple Bai Qingfeng, I pay my respects to the Supreme Master!"

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"I have explained this to you many times. The headmaster said that he personally decided who would accept disciples this time. Even if you sit here for a hundred years, I will not let you in."

At Jiantian Peak, outside the mountain gate of Hunyuan Sect, Bai Qingfeng, with a helpless look on his face, looked at the man who was kneeling stubbornly in front of the mountain gate, and tried to persuade him with kind words.

"Please inform the True Lord. As long as he is willing to meet me and tell me in person that he does not want to accept me, Xiahou will definitely not pester me."

The man kneeling on the steps of the mountain gate raised his head, his eyes firm and determined on his face with a cloud-patterned birthmark.

"You...sigh..."

Looking at Xiahou Shan who had been kneeling at the door for three months, Bai Qingfeng shook his head slightly. He didn't know how this kid knew the news that his Hunyuan Sect was recruiting disciples, and he actually came to find him.

However, Qi Xiu had already made it clear that he would personally select the one hundred disciples who would be the founders of the sect, and would rather have none than have too few.

And the person in front of him is... How could the master accept him?

Just as Bai Qingfeng turned around and prepared to leave, a breeze suddenly blew past him, and he was stunned:

"Headmaster..."

"He hasn't left yet?"

Arriving at the mountain gate, Qi Xiu stood with a calm expression and his sleeves folded.

"No, he just won't listen after I've advised him many times. How about I be tough and drive him away?" Shaking his head, Bai Qingfeng frowned.

Xiahou Shan is from the Shenxiao Sect.

Although Qi Xiu had withdrawn from the Shenxiao Sect, as an insider, Bai Qingfeng naturally knew that his relationship with the Shenxiao Sect had not been severed.

That's why he kept trying to persuade Xiahou Shan with kind words.

If it were someone else, he would have been beaten down the mountain with sticks.

"Forget it, I'll talk to him myself."

Waving his hand, Qi Xiu actually knew the purpose of Xiahou Shan's coming here. It was only out of affection for the Shenxiao Sect that he was unwilling to accept this genius with a congenital Taoist body.

Slowly opening the mountain gate, Qi Xiu lowered his eyes and looked down at Xiahou Shan who was still kneeling in front of the mountain gate.

"The Shenxiao Sect has trained you for so many years. Do you really want to leave the sect and abandon your master to join my Hunyuan Sect?"

Hearing Qi Xiu's voice, Xiahou Shan looked up in surprise, but after hearing Qi Xiu's question, his face froze, and then a bit of gloom appeared on his face.

"I know what you are thinking. I can cure your innate disease. After that, you can go back."

When Qi Xiu said this, Xiahou Shan was stunned at first, his face suddenly turned red and he clenched his fists.

"Do you think that I begged you to accept me as your disciple just because of my illness?"

"Is not it?"

"of course not!"

Xiahou Shan stood up angrily, took a few deep breaths, his chest heaving, and raised his firm and bright eyes, staring at Qi Xiu in front of him.

"Forget it. The Master has already made up his mind about what is right and wrong. It would be a waste of words for me to explain.

Sorry for bothering you!"

Although he was angry, Xiahou Shan still bowed deeply to Qi Xiu respectfully, showing all courtesy, then resolutely turned around and left.

Looking at Xiahou Shan's departing back, Qi Xiu's calm and indifferent eyes couldn't help but show a ripple, and he sneered in his heart.

Huh, this stubborn temper is really a bit like me.

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