Martial God Code!
Chen Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly!
This is the only explanation!
"The Ten Directions Infinite Demon God Gu! The second-ranked divine Gu in southern Xinjiang, it can summon the ancient demon gods and create supreme magical power!"
Chen Xiu recalled the information in the jade album, thoughtfully!
This divine Gu is quite special!
It is necessary to use the method of sacrifice to reach the heaven and earth, communicate with the power of the ancient demon god, and bless the Gu insects!
The demons summoned are different, and the magical powers they give birth to are also different!
According to records, in the past hundred years, a total of three different Ten Directions Wuji Demon God Gu have been produced in Southern Xinjiang!
The first one fell into the hands of Jinzhang Grassland outside Beiyan!
With the pure blood of the white wolf, who represents the war and chaos, he summons the power of the ancient god to live forever, and now he is the great man of the golden tent on the grassland!
The second one is in the hands of the first family of Sui Dynasty today!
With three ancient golden crow divine feathers, he gained the power of the three-legged golden crow to suppress the Great Sui Dynasty, even rivaling the royal family!
The third one fell into the hands of the Blood God Cult.
With a Rakshasa hand bone, he awakened the legendary Blood Sea Rakshasa, created the foundation of the Blood God Sect, and became one of the top three demons!
"It seems that it is limited to gods of demons, ghosts, and monsters. This is a bit troublesome."
Chen Xiu rubbed his chin and thought.
There is indeed nothing similar in his hands!
When he casually put the worm into the glass cup, light and shadow flickered in Chen Xiu's eyes:
[Supernatural power: True Essence of Fire, Qilin Arm]
[Old owner: Master of Feiyun Hall——Bu Jingyun]
[Comment: The holy beast Qilin, the essence of fire! Pure yang from fire can destroy evil spirits! Kill the demon! Kill ghosts! Kill the demon! Destruction! Holy filth! Corrosive dragon and tiger energy! 】
[Awakening Conditions: Tribute (3/7)]
"There are still four tributes left!"
Chen Xiu whispered softly and looked towards Zhengbei.
The sky is getting brighter!
"Is that a village?"
Chen Xiu reined in his horse slightly and looked far into the distance.
At the foot of the lonely mountain, there are dozens of families, and there are still a few smoke rising from the stoves. It should be a small mountain village.
When he walked to the village, he saw a very cute little boy writing in the courtyard made of bamboo and wood.
He heard the footsteps, trotted to the entrance of the village, raised his head and asked: "Brother, what can you do?"
"Ask for directions."
Chen Xiu smiled lightly and spoke.
The little boy bit his finger and thought for a while, then shouted into the house in a sweet voice: "Mom, there is a big brother at the entrance of the village who wants to ask for directions."
At this time, a rather soft voice sounded: "Xiao Lin, be polite."
Chen Xiu saw a woman walking out of the house, wearing ordinary coarse clothes. He is about thirty years old, with ordinary appearance, but gives people a very gentle and gentle feeling.
Then she noticed that Chen Xiu was dressed in black scales and armor, and he was wearing a black iron mask, and she was a little surprised and said: "Is the young master a member of the public family? This place is in a remote location, but few people pass by."
"I would like to ask, is this the former territory of Dongping Mansion? That solitary peak is called General Peak."
Chen Xiu asked.
After thinking for a while, the woman said softly: "That was the time of the previous dynasty. Now, our village is the last village under Dongping Prefecture."
It seems that this should be it.
Chen Xiu nodded slightly: "That's troublesome."
When he was about to turn around, he was stopped by the woman.
"Sir, wait a moment."
With that said, she trotted into the house and walked out carrying a bamboo basket.
Chen Xiu could smell the faint aroma of flour.
The woman smiled kindly and said: "This is a homemade cake. You can take it and eat it on the road. The lonely peak doesn't look high, but the mountain road is quite twisted. It still takes a lot of time. If you are hungry, It can satisfy your hunger. And it’s quite cold in the mountains, so the ginger in the cake can keep out the cold.”
With that said, the little boy took the bamboo basket and handed it to Chen Xiu with a smile.
"This is some silver. Madam, please accept it."
Chen Xiu took the bamboo basket and handed a silver ingot to the woman.
"No, no, my husband is also a servant of the imperial court. We ordinary people rely on your protection, as we should."
The woman waved her hands and declined politely.
"What about your husband?"
Only then did Chen Xiu notice.
In the village, the majority are elderly, women, and children. At most, there are only a few middle-aged men, hardly young and strong.
"He was recruited by the imperial court two years ago. He went to reclaim canals and serve the imperial court. Letters are sent every month!"
When talking about "husband", the woman's face is filled with happiness!
Reclamation of canals...
Chen Xiu was slightly silent.
The current His Majesty began to dig the canal twelve years ago.
Go down from the capital of the gods and reach the south of the Yangtze River!
And it’s not just as simple as access to the canal.
Along the way, they broke down mountains and cut down temples, hunted spirits and expelled wild gods.
It not only wastes people and money, but also arouses public resentment.
The Wusheng Cult is gradually growing based on this!
"Then Hugh, I'll just thank you."
Chen Xiu was too kind to refuse, so he finally accepted the bamboo basket!
The lonely peak is indeed quite cold and the terrain is steep.
Chen Xiu tied the black horse at the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain.
I took a bite of the cooking pancake and it was quite fragrant.
When we were halfway up the mountain, a strong smell of anxiety came from a distance!
If the nose orifice had not been opened, it would be almost unnoticeable.
Chen Xiu suddenly looked back!
The small mountain village in the direction from which it came was now shrouded in flames!
"What's going on? Did something happen in the village?"
Chen Xiu's expression changed slightly.
If it was an irrelevant person, he might not care!
But now, he has eaten other people's bread...
Wait until Chen Xiu Le Ma arrives.
What comes into view is boundless fire and rolling blood!
"Be quick and don't let anyone go! If the young master's orders are not done well and the news spreads, the young master's reputation will be ruined. You will know the result."
An extremely cold voice sounded.
The young man who looked somewhat like a Confucian scholar spoke indifferently, his cold eyes seeming to be looking at animals!
Behind him were all sturdy men, seemingly wearing Taoist robes!
"You, who are you? Why do you want to kill us?"
In a small mountain village, a man dressed as a villager tremblingly held a hoe with tears in his eyes and roared angrily.
"I can't help it. Who told you that this thing from the mountains is the inheritance of the devil? For the sake of our young master's reputation, you should be aggrieved."
The young man spoke calmly.
The man gritted his teeth, even though his hands were shaking.
But when I saw the house behind me, the crying little boy, and the injured woman.
He still couldn't help the anger in his heart and shouted angrily: "You bastards, I will fight with you!"
Before the angry hoe could be swung down, he was kicked away hard!
"If you accept the arrangement well, you can avoid physical pain, so why bother?" The young man clicked his tongue, shook his head, and slowly raised his feet.
"You, you kill people like this, do you still have the law?"
The middle-aged man looked at the destroyed village, cried and shouted, his heart was like a knife!
"Wang Fa? In Qingzhou, Wang Fa only has four major families and three sects!"
The young man spoke rather arrogantly.
"Then in your eyes, there is no imperial court and no King Zhennan!"
A faint voice sounded quietly.
The young man's eyes wrinkled slightly as he stared at Chen Xiu: He was actually the mirror master of the Xuanjing Division?
The middle-aged man slowly raised his head.
A burly figure stood nearby, wrapped around a bronze mirror and wearing a black iron mask.
The man bowed slowly and gently rubbed the little boy's face.
Then, holding the child's hand, he went under the eaves.
There, lying on the ground with blood on her head, a completely unconscious woman.
I heard the man say very softly: "Who hit me?"
A bamboo basket was put down. Inside was a baked pancake, which seemed to have been bitten.
"A man in white clothes...he, he beat my mother..."
The little boy cried and opened his mouth, with runny nose and tears.
"I see."
Chen Xiu stood up slowly, his eyes still calm: "If you eat someone else's cake, you must seek justice for them."
His eyes fell on the young man's voice: "Your Excellency, I hope you can tell me where the so-called young man in white is. After all, I have a rather violent personality."
"If you really can't find it."
The words paused slightly, but fell on the young man's ears with an unusually cold tone:
"Then we can only kill them all."
