Eagle Country, underground base.
"Shendu, you can actually fail at this, think about what else you can do well, right?" Zhongsu came to the meeting rarely, and said sarcastically: "You are like trash, if you can't survive, just come back quickly, I It feels like the best thing for you is to stay in hell for eternity."
Curse Lan frowned, but did not stop Zhongsu's taunting. In fact, he did not understand the Holy Lord's failure this time. It was a legendary battle power. It stands to reason that even Feilongqiu was embarrassed, but the Holy Lord actually lost. It's really hard to understand.
"This time the gods were carried away by their emotions, and Curse Blue gave them a solution, but you still have to confront them head-on. I'm actually not surprised by your failure." Sao Feng gave targeted advice. Suggestion: "Shendu, you have to learn to control your temper. Now is not our era. You cannot defeat all methods with one force."
"If you let me operate this time, I will come back here with the legendary dragon as soon as possible and arrange the secret magic." A cruel smile appeared on Ximu's face.
He said in a very low tone: "After it is confirmed that it is safe, send a warning letter to the human race, and then randomly destroy a city. If I can't get the Spell Encyclopedia and the Reiktaj Sutra in a day, I will kill a city in a day. Guess what they will do What's your reaction?"
Curse Lan paused and glanced at Ximu, this guy... has something. Although he can't be as cunning as in the demon era, his wisdom has not been completely wiped out.
"What's the use of talking so much? This damn fraudster is just a pure waste, a waste that can't accomplish anything!" Zhongsu said mockingly, with a very disdainful tone.
The Holy Lord was silent, and a trace of depression flashed in his eyes. This time it was indeed his fault. He was too confident in the power of the complete legend.
After a long time, he said flatly: "This time it was indeed my fault for not thinking carefully. I didn't expect that they already have the strength to deal with the legends head-on. After all, apart from their status and authority, the current legends are no more real than the ones I revived last time. You have to be weak."
Curse Lan, Zhong Su, Xiao Feng, and Xi Mu were stunned at the same time.
They all looked at the Holy Lord in surprise, feeling a little unbelievable.
After all, when did the Holy Lord admit his mistakes? In ancient times, the order was torn apart without any intention of negotiation.
Even though that was their acquiescence, it caused such serious consequences, and the Holy Lord showed no sign of repentance, and now he actually admitted his mistake for such a small matter?
For a moment, the four demons in hell looked at the Holy Lord with different eyes. Ximu even asked insinuatingly: "Do you still remember what you owe Dikui?"
The Holy Master paused and looked at Ximu with strange eyes. Is this guy crazy?
Curse Lan spoke at this time, interrupting the somewhat awkward atmosphere: "What is your next plan? Although I have not heard of the god you just mentioned, what is certain is that you cannot enter his graveyard and take out the Rick Tower. Jieba Sutra.”
Any growth of the Holy Master at this time is a good thing for them. A Holy Master who will reflect on his own mistakes is undoubtedly terrible, so that he will not make low-level mistakes again.
Although this may be troublesome for future demon battles, the current purpose is to let the demons escape from hell, not to scheming.
The Holy Master paused and looked away from Ximu's face. He sat on the throne, tapping the armrest with his fingers and making a clicking sound, his eyes showing deep thought.
The hall slowly became quiet, and the atmosphere slowly became depressed.
Tap tap tap tap
Suddenly, there was a sound of rapid footsteps. The person who came was a magician from the Magic Brotherhood. But when he felt the atmosphere and saw the scene of hell, he couldn't help but slow down and approached at a not very fast speed. Holy Lord.
"Your Majesty, we have found what you asked us to check. The things left by the Holy Blood Wizard are in China. We are still checking the details, but there are some weird things there." The magician said cautiously.
"Weird?" The Holy Master stopped tapping his index finger and asked with some confusion.
The Holy Blood Wizard is a legendary human being. He is somewhat similar to Daolon. They both pursue the ultimate as a wizard, so when his life was about to come to an end, he did not let himself live as a lich like other wizards.
Instead, he protected all his knowledge with his lifelong magic power. Only those who have the same pursuit as him can find his inheritance place and accept his test.
Once the test is passed, all the knowledge of a peak legend will be used as a reward for the test.
In the timeline without Luo Qing, only Daolong found the inheritance place of the Holy Blood Wizard in this world, but failed at this stage of the test.
What the Holy Master lacks most now is magic knowledge. As long as he has the magic knowledge of a peak legend, his methods will increase and he will return to the level of a legend within a year.
At that time, once he regains his true form, he may be able to reach the level of a king in pure power and stand at the top of the world again, without having to have so many worries.
The magician swallowed and said carefully: "We used your tracker to find the exact city, but failed because of a series of coincidences. It seems that someone is guiding the magicians in China. If the magic records If there is no mistake, China will soon give birth to a god!"
The Holy Master was startled, sat up straighter, and frowned deeply: "How is that possible?"
In the projection, the four demons also looked down at this moment. The birth of gods is no joke. After the era of gods and demons, how many gods were born in the world?
The Buddha of Tianzhu is a rising star, the first god born after the age of gods and demons, and that god also sacrificed himself to suppress the Holy Lord's weapons.
The remaining one is Quetzalcoatl, but that is just an accident. There is only one god born from the sun. Even the princess of Maya, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, cannot become a pure god.
Because human blood flows in the body of the Earth Mother God. Even though that blood is legendary, it can never change things in people.
Including some gods that still existed in history, after the age of gods and demons, there will be no more than five beings who can become gods.
That's a whole fifty thousand years!
Now, how long has it been since the world was restored? Are gods already being conceived?
The magician looked up cautiously, then immediately lowered his head under the eyes of the five source demons.
He said in a quick tone: "Actually, our Magic Brotherhood studied this when it was strong, so we never thought of developing the Chinese country's offline at that time, because they would always be exposed due to the guidance of the gods."
The Holy Master turned his head and asked in a gloomy tone: "Tell me carefully."
The birth of gods cannot be said to be bad, but this area of China will become a restricted area for black energy creatures. Although it is not completely forbidden, if black energy creatures enter, they will always feel targeted by the entire world.
This made the Holy Lord, who next set his sights on China, a little uncomfortable.
"Four years ago, the only Archmage in the world was killed by the dark wizard Daolong in China. We guess that the Archmage wanted to die at that time, not to be defeated."
The magician's tone was very soft, but he said firmly: "Because Daolong was so powerful at that time, even if he was the strongest black energy wizard, it was impossible for him to kill someone stronger than him in Master Fang's territory. .”
"And in the third year after the death of the Archmage, our undercover brothers who entered China were always discovered due to various coincidences. The president and the priest went to check, and they were almost left behind by Songshan Shaolin and Huashan Holy Court. Down."
"But it was also that exploration that made the two adults aware of the weirdness, and then they banned us from going to China again."
"So." The magician showed a young Asian face and said with fearful eyes: "We guess that because the end of the day is approaching, the Archmage accidentally found a way to become a god and manually became the guardian of China. god!"
The Holy Master frowned deeply, and his fingertips began to tap the handrail again, making a clicking sound, making the hall look depressing again.
"A human race plots to become a god? Tsk, that's a bit unbelievable." Ximu tutted, with some solemnity in his tone.
Why is the current human race even more outrageous than before? The variable is human, the little guy who controls the shadow is human, and now there is a human god.
"Is there any sealing place in China?" the Holy Master suddenly asked.
There was approval in Sao Feng's eyes. The god who was gestating was like an autumn wind. Although it was everywhere, its power was still limited. If some chaos was caused, the god would not be able to take care of the overall situation.
"Yes, there are quite a few. Among the forbidden areas common to mages, there are no less than three sealed areas in China, and they are all not simple." The magician nodded and said seriously.
"Get some things done away from the Holy Blood Mage, and you won't have to worry about the rest." The Holy Lord said, waving his hand and letting the magician go out. The gloominess in his eyes was a little less, but his fingers started tapping again. .
Da da da.
"Trash, don't forget what you should do most."
Zhongsu said lightly, turned around, turned into thunder and disappeared.
The Holy Lord paused with his fingertips, and then continued to tap. He just murmured: "The Panku treasure box depends on God's will. No one can forcefully open the hell unless I return to my peak."
Julan, Ximu and Xiaofeng looked at the Holy Lord for a long time, then waved their hands and the projection disappeared.
They came to see the Holy Master mainly to see if this guy's wisdom was gone again, but now it seems that it's not bad, but he has been suppressed for too long, and once he gains strength, he will make the mistakes of being arrogant before.
It's good to be able to reflect on it. Although it's scary, it's not bad.
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Cliff, outside the castle.
The aura of the evil spirit was still erupting crazily, but it was still unable to move forward one step further.
Luo Qing covered his forehead and came to the dragon corpse aggrievedly, saying: "This is a complete legendary dragon. I didn't expect that what I got in exchange for it was a staff. Sure enough, our lives will be miserable."
Daolong glanced at him, not bothering to pay attention to this guy's self-pity, and looked at the dragon corpse with great satisfaction.
"Yes, yes, you can call your Ah Fu back. Although this kind of dragon is not as noble as the blood of the Holy Lord, it can be transformed again." Daolong looked at the pitted dragon corpse and said happily.
Luo Qing's eyes lit up and he nodded: "No problem, Master, is there enough flesh and blood? If not, I will look for it in the abyss on the battlefield. There should be some pieces of flesh in the magma."
Daolong was speechless: "Get out! Don't be an eyesore here."
As he said that, Daolong began to mutter something. Although the Magister has not yet achieved a qualitative change, he can be regarded as a backbone in the entire history.
As soon as the spell in an unknown language appeared, the huge black energy around him began to gather.
Daolong's breakthrough did not completely level the balance. The righteous side still had the advantage, and heaven and earth would naturally support the black side.
Daolong only felt that his magic release was extremely smooth. Almost instantly, the powerful purple magic power covered the huge dragon corpse, and the flesh and blood weighing thousands of tons surged crazily.
The dead legend did not have that strong magic resistance. Its flesh and blood separated from the bones very quickly and were neatly stacked on the side of the castle.
Luo Qing ran over without thinking, and the evil spirit aura erupted from his body. He cut off about ten tons and put it into the evil spirit space.
The density of the flesh and blood of extraordinary creatures seems a bit too high. Ten tons is obviously a lot, but it is only a cube less than two meters.
But these were enough for him to taste the dragon meat.
Daolong twitched the corner of his mouth and waved his hand. The blood and flesh piled up into a small building in front of him disappeared instantly, which also gave Luo Qing a meal as he was about to continue his attack.
When he came back to his senses, he glanced at Daolong sadly. If he had known it, he would have cut the meat as soon as he came back.
If it weren't for the possibility of undead magic corroding flesh and blood, he would have done it himself.
Daolong ignored him and turned around to look at the battlefield over there silently. He thought about it and waved the bone staff.
Suddenly a purple beam of light rushed out and directly entered the chaotic battlefield.
In just an instant, the isolation illusion of Xueyi was defeated, the endless black mist dissipated, and the arrogant Takeda Asa was captured motionless, and the grimaces on his body were frozen.
"Onmyoji?" Daolong looked very disdainful. This profession was already despised by orthodox mages and wizards. For them, this kind of thing that only pursues power is a heresy.
Only the power accumulated from endless knowledge can be truly powerful. Therefore, in the past five years, no matter how useless Luo Qing is, as long as he keeps learning and accumulating knowledge, Daolong has never really made any move to expel him from the master. The thought of the door.
As for what he said, with Daolong's character, if he really wanted to take action, he would not taunt him, he would just kill him directly.
The chaos in Takeda Qian's eyes became more and more intense. On his body, the goddess statue bursting with endless faith was losing its original light.
Daolong waved his hand, and the goddess statue was broken. The dark wizard also didn't like faith, because it was too pure and had little research value.
Except for gods and angels, all beings who covet faith will eventually be brainwashed by these thoughts.
Of course, it also has another function, which is to target evil spirits, so dark wizards will not deliberately destroy the statues of gods. Their attitude towards faith is to ignore it.
When the light of faith dissipated, the last trace of clarity in Takeda Asa's eyes slowly dissipated, and the whole person seemed even more confused.
"Do you want these shikigami?" Daolong turned around and asked his disciple.
"Isn't this an evil spirit?" Luo Qing replied with a smile: "Moreover, Shikigami are very resistant to faith. I want to study this aspect for a while."
Daolong thought for a moment and stretched his hand towards the castle. Suddenly, among the ocean of books in the warehouse, among the books on the history of magic at the top, a book that was not too thick flew into his hand.
He casually threw the book to Luo Qing and said calmly: "This is my note. I have studied it. This kind of thing is useless. It is similar to cost transfer, allowing the human body to resist the erosion of faith, thereby achieving the purpose of protecting evil spirits. Effect."
"It is also through this that humans can sign an internal contract with Shikigami. This contract does not rely on order and is similar to the blending of two souls. You can catch two people yourself, take out the souls and study them, and you will understand."
Daolyu said and sneered: "Return to the shikigami? Haha, that's just nice to say. A low-level evil spirit can affect the host's thinking as long as it grows. There is no good thing in Onmyoji."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back to the castle, and said the last words calmly: "Ganwen Cuishan, come in and transform."
Luo Qing was stunned, opened the book in his hand and read it carefully. Dad didn't say this either.
Thinking that Luo Qing saw the test data of Daolong, he suddenly slapped his face and said, okay, dad will not go to Sakura Country to capture Onmyoji to extract the soul.
Dad lost out on decency this time.
Xueyi flew over at this time, sat on Luo Qing's shoulder, glanced at the castle with some fear, and whispered: "The old man didn't say anything in advance, which scared me. I thought the Holy Lord was coming again. "
"That's my master. Okay, you go and accompany your princess. I have to study this carefully." Luo Qing pressed the blood-stained clothes into a tattoo with a snap, and then continued to read through his notes.
Everything recorded by Daolyu is very simple and easy to understand. The reason why Shikigami cannot attack his master is because of an unequal contract, and this contract is similar to the suppression of thinking.
That is to say, human consciousness suppresses the consciousness of evil spirits and allows souls to intertwine with each other.
Shikigami are not afraid of faith. Just as Daolyu said, this intertwined soul is used very cleverly, and the human soul and the evil spirit complement each other.
The strength of one party can lead to the rise of the other party, so in the battle with the Onmyoji, if you destroy his shikigami, the Onmyoji will be severely damaged.
Correspondingly, when an Onmyoji dies, if the shikigami is not strong enough, he will also die. This is the main reason why the shikigami is not afraid of faith. Faith is not harmful to humans who do not absorb it.
This kind of interweaving
Luo Qing glanced at Takeda Asa who was completely unable to move. He had a pair of crazy eyes and strange faces on his body.
These are the consequences of the entanglement between the soul and the evil spirit. Once out of control, the evil spirit will follow the connection and try to invade his body, eventually turning into this spliced monster.
Luo Qing thought for a while, and used the power of evil spirits to gently tap the man's eyebrows based on Daolong's notes.
Buzz~
The power of the powerful evil spirit exploded, and the person in front of him trembled all over. An evil spirit with tattered body seemed to be possessed by a ghost, and was ejected from the man's body with a buzzing sound.
Then he shrank into a ball in Luo Qing's breath. Without the confusion of consciousness and the identity of the shikigami, ordinary evil spirits did not have the courage to resist higher evil spirits.
He stretched out his hand, and the evil spirit in front of him cleverly turned into a tattoo, becoming the fifteenth tattoo besides the bloody suit. It was supposed to be the sixteenth, but one was placed on Ah Fu's body as a communicator.
Feeling the blessing of the evil spirit tattoo, Luo Qing frowned. In fact, it can be imagined that it took five evil spirits for him to officially enter the apprentice level and possess the power of evil spirits.
But now that he is in the late stage of the Archmage, the role of this ordinary evil spirit has no other function except superimposing and accumulating the power of evil spirits.
As Daolong said, quantity can only be used to achieve qualitative change.
He looked carefully at the person in front of him. There were twenty-eight evil spirits in total, hoping to push him to a new level.
Although the hope is slim, don't forget that he still has the power bank of Blood Clothes and a reward from Order, and this reward happens to be the purification and growth of magic power, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right?
Thinking of Luo Qing reaching out his hand, he began to untie the souls of the shikigami, controlling the evil spirits one by one.
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Dad's Antique Shop.
After returning to this place full of justice, Xiaoyu woke up leisurely in Chen Long's arms.
She looked around in confusion and asked subconsciously: "Where is Luo Qing?"
"He has something to do. Since you secretly learned magic, you should be able to contact him yourself." Dad said tiredly, sitting on the sofa.
Xiaoyu paused, laughed, then struggled and jumped out of Chen Long's arms, asking: "Dad, how did you know that I learned magic?"
Dad glanced at Tohru, who was collecting the remaining materials, and snorted dissatisfied: "Your progress has surpassed that of my unsatisfactory apprentice. Of course Dad can feel it."
After a brief pause, he admitted his mistake with some disappointment: "I'm sorry, sir, I was too stupid."
Xiaoyu retorted in a low voice: "But Tohru has only learned it for two months and has already started. Others may not have sensed the magic yet."
Dad said angrily: "Dad didn't study so hard back then. At least I wouldn't try to put a whole green onion in and try to blow up my master!"
Tru lowered her head: "I'm sorry, sir."
Seeing that Tohru's attitude was good, his father's expression softened a little, and he still said in an angry tone: "But, his talent is indeed better than most people, and he is a pretty good apprentice."
Tru was stunned, a smile appeared on his face, and he lowered his head and continued to sort out the remaining magic materials.
"Dad, if you need anything, call me. I'll go to work first." Chen Long also looked a little tired in his eyes, and walked upstairs as he spoke.
"Wait a minute, Tohru is sorting out the materials, but Dad needs hot tea now." Dad said calmly.
Chen Long was stunned, looking at the dusk sky in the afternoon, and replied feebly: "Okay dad, I'll pour it right away."
Dad: "One more thing, please prepare yourself. Dad plans to go back to Fengdu this weekend. He will come back after paying homage to his ancestors. It happens to be Christmas."
Chen Long: "I understand, Dad."
Dad: "One more thing. The school teacher said that Xiaoyu hasn't handed in homework for a long time and asked you to go to school."
Chen Long was stunned and looked sideways at Xiaoyu, his face expressionless.
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Xiaoyu slapped her face (ノへ￣), not expecting that the flames of war would suddenly burn her body.
She smiled awkwardly (゜▽゜*): "Hey, Uncle Long, you know, I've been a little busy recently."
Chen Long(_): "Are you busy causing trouble? Or are you too busy letting me follow you?"
Xiaoyu continued to laugh awkwardly (゜▽゜*): "Haha, you will understand me, right? After all, I just saved the world."
Chen Long paused and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, don't make an example!"
Xiaoyu ヽ(▽)ノ: "Long live Uncle Long!"
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