"How is it possible? It's impossible. Lode Temple is the holy place that leads the human race to the light. We are the transcendent ones."
"Why, why can Taishan walk in front every time? Why? They are just guys stepping on our shoulders to climb up. I am not wrong, I am not wrong!"
Some nervous murmurs continued to sound. Five hundred years ago, the master of the great mage walked up Mount Tai and built a Taoist temple at the place where the emperor originally enshrined himself.
From that time on, Lope's inheritance place, the Huashan Holy Monastery Luode Temple, which was admired by the whole country and even the whole world, began to decline.
Not everyone can bear the gap from being admired by thousands of people to being unknown.
Therefore, four hundred years ago, when the two Holy Masters alternated, a somewhat dirty seed was already planted.
They studied, longed for, and wanted the Saints to return and return to their peak. When the Archmage's master launched a great purge two hundred years ago, the evil god had already moved in.
This is why they have been eager to find the Saints. They plan to use the breath of the evil god to activate the power of the Saints and finally awaken Lope, but now... there is nothing.
The gaze behind him changed from fear to resentment, and from resentment to madness. Luo Qing paused slightly, but still had a gentle smile on his face, and did not look back.
Buzz~boom!
Powerful magic waves collided behind him. The abbot stood between Luo Qing and the Holy Master, his outstretched hand trembling slightly. He looked at the Holy Master who was vomiting blood and fell to the ground but was still crazy, with a sad look in his eyes.
"Luo Hong, just have a good rest and don't show up again."
The abbot murmured, and his trembling hand stretched out and placed it on the Holy Master's forehead, and golden light suddenly appeared.
Buzz~
Powerful magic waves surged crazily. This was an outpouring of magic power, and it also represented the magic power accumulated by a senior rune master throughout his life.
Luo Qing crossed the gate of Luode Temple and walked down without looking back, leaving only a faint sentence: "The glory of the predecessors has nothing to do with the glory of the descendants. The current decline is just that your skills are inferior to others." That’s all.”
The already extremely old Saint Master and Abbot behind him were startled and fell silent. If
Luo Qing walked a few steps quickly and caught up with the old man standing in front of him. He said gently: "He took action."
The father paused, said nothing, and walked forward silently.
He felt that he would never come back in the past few years. Although many things would change as time passed, he couldn't help but sigh.
Obviously when I came here with my teacher, it was still peaceful here. It didn't last long.
Luo Qing followed his father. He could understand that so many things happened when the old man returned to his hometown.
Old people, don’t they always spend the rest of their lives in emotion?
After thinking for a while, Luo Qing still said gently: "Dad, I have a way to eliminate those three mirror gods with absolute safety."
Dad paused and asked, "What method?"
Luo Qing smiled: "You know, there are many sacrificial magics in necromancy magic. These magics cannot be resisted by the weak Mirror God. I don't even need to let them out."
This kind of magic is actually dangerous, Luo Qing only remembered it when he saw the evil god's tail finger just now.
The original sacrificial magic was created by necromancers, who already have a high affinity with the undead world.
Just by establishing a connection with the undead, you can instantly obtain the undead inheritance and powerful power.
And if they want to establish contact with the great lord or the legendary undead creatures above, they need to give benefits to the undead creatures.
The process of giving benefits is a kind of sacrifice. The last necromancer carved this process into fixed magic patterns, which became the original sacrificial magic.
Once this kind of magic appeared, it spread throughout the world. Believers of gods, cults of evil gods, and even the eight super empires all showed a high interest in this kind of magic.
Finally, the magic category of sacrifice appeared.
The use of sacrificial magic to kill animals actually existed in ancient times. If there were things that could not be killed but could be sealed, they would sacrifice them.
Although it is not known who those people were sacrificing to, without exception, the sacrificed creatures were indeed extremely dead.
The father paused, then continued to move forward, and asked calmly: "Where is the object of sacrifice?"
Luo Qing responded gently: "I found a public sacrifice magic that can solve this problem."
Dad thought for a moment, frowned, and was a little confused: "Is there any sacrificial magic that doesn't require a sacrifice object?"
Dad doesn’t even know? Luo Qing was slightly surprised.
But then he realized that his father was not omniscient and omnipotent. Many magics required reading books, and it was normal not to know these things.
Luo Qing thought for a while and explained: "Yes, during the heyday of sacrifice, some madmen spared no effort to create various sacrifice circles in order to gain the power of the sacrificer."
"And the public one is very strange. It does not feedback the power of the sacrificer, and it will not be angry because the thing being sacrificed is righteous energy or black energy."
"It's like a black hole that can only go in and out. According to records, there is no case of it still appearing after being sacrificed."
Dad listened and was a little surprised: "There is no need for a sacrifice object. This is the first time Dad has heard of this. It seems that Dad is still a little relaxed."
Luo Qing shook his head: "There are specializations in the arts, and the ocean of magic is endless, but human mental power is limited, and I just happened to read these books."
The father was silent for a moment, then took out the mirror from the small satchel on his waist, and handed it to him with some emotion: "You are very knowledgeable, which is an essential quality for an excellent mage, but it is a pity that you are an evil spirit. "
"It's pretty good now." Luo Qing took it, whispered back and followed his father down the stairs.
On a platform not far away, Xiaoyu, Tru, and Chen Long saw their figures and came over.
"Dad"
Chen Long wanted to ask something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, an old and tired voice echoed throughout Huashan.
"From today on, if the Saint Seiya is not summoned, Lode Temple will be closed forever. All disciples can decide whether to stay or leave on their own."
Dad paused, said nothing, and continued walking down, but his pace slowed down a little, his eyes full of memories.
When he first came to Luode Temple, Master Fang started from the bottom and led him step by step to the top of Mount Huashan.
At that time, Master Fang said that Lode Temple was where Lope stayed, and they needed to maintain respect for the Saints, so they had to walk for the first time.
And now, maybe it's his last time to come and finish the same steps as before.
"Dad looked so decadent after he came. He doesn't look like dad at all." Xiaoyu whispered.
"You will understand later, Xiaoyu." Chen Long touched Xiaoyu's head without explaining much.
Tru answered: "My mother wasn't that happy when she came back because my grandparents were gone."
Xiaoyu turned around, curious: "Toru, aren't you a Sakura person?"
Tohru shook his head and said gently: "I am of mixed race, but they are all Asian, so I can't tell."
Chen Long seemed to suddenly remember something and said seriously: "Xiaoyu, I called your teacher to ask. Although school is on holiday again, you still have homework. After you go to Shaolin, I will take you to the zoo. This This report on animal observation cannot be as perfunctory as the last time.”
"Ah, why is it like this? You're already traveling and you're still saying that you're unhappy?"
Luo Qing did not join their chat, but took two steps forward and asked, "Dad, are we going to Shaolin Temple now?"
Dad nodded and said calmly: "Yes, I will return to the United States after I get out of Shaolin."
Luo Qing thought for a moment and said, "I have some deals with Shaolin, and I still need to make some preparations. I may have to leave first."
"Dad knows." Dad responded and walked even slower, as if waiting for something.
Luo Qing smiled and said hello to Xiaoyu and the others, and his figure slowly faded, and then an old voice came again.
"Old haha..., maybe I am not qualified to call you that, but please allow me to call you one last time, old haha, I'm sorry."
A glimmer of light appeared in Dad's cloudy eyes, and the calm but sad mood disappeared a little. His steps became more and more steady. The Lode Temple behind him was gradually buried in the thick fog and disappeared from people's sight. middle.
He really gave it many chances and now this ending is not too bad.
Luo Qing also completely disappeared at this time, and in the end he only heard a complaint.
"Ah, why is this like this? How could he leave first? It's too much and he doesn't even take me with him."
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Cliffs and castles.
Luo Qing took a deep breath and put the Eye of Aurora back into the evil spirit space. It felt good to use this thing for the first time. It really came in a snap.
Buzz~
Suddenly, the breeze picked up, and a guy with wings about two meters away approached instantly and stopped in front of him: "Black Tiger Ah Fu has met the boss."
Luo Qing paused and looked carefully at Ah Fu in front of him. He was covered in green scales, with sharp dragon horns similar to his hairstyle on his head, and two strands of dragon whiskers swaying slightly around his mouth.
Behind him is a pair of green wings spread up to three meters long, and a tail behind him is curved and upturned, with golden flames swaying at the top.
Coupled with those seemingly humble but extremely determined eyes, the overall look is very domineering.
"Have you finished practicing?" Luo Qing felt the vastness of Ah Fu's aura and asked with a smile.
"There is no boss, but it's fast. I don't feel the shackles." Ah Fu lowered his head and said, facing Luo Qing's sudden breath, he did not dare to challenge this time.
Although his current combat power is close to the peak of the Archmage, the first two times still gave him some blows.
"The talent is very good." Luo Qing couldn't help but sigh.
Ah Fu has only been practicing martial arts for a long time, about two months, and he has gone directly from apprentice to senior. He can only be said to be a man who is favored by all orders.
"Come with me, there will be something you need to do later." Luo Qing said and walked towards the castle, opened the door, looked at the closed door of the magic room, turned around and took Ah Fu into his room.
Luo Qing is actually a little conflicted. Ah Fu is too pure. This can be seen from the evaluation given by the order.
[Evaluation: A genius in martial arts, a pure martial arts idiot, who can’t hold anything in his heart except martial arts. If you give him enough time and knowledge, maybe he can find a new path in martial arts? 】
In Luo Qing's hands, it is true that he only has martial arts to the level of a martial artist. These are things that the goblin remembers.
Luo Qing didn't know if there were any higher-level goblins, but what Luo Qing knew was that as long as he didn't have anything attractive enough to attract Ah Fu, he would leave without hesitation to pursue more powerful power and martial arts. .
This is a choice that a pure warrior will definitely make, because they only have martial arts in their hearts.
This is what Luo Qing is struggling with. If he can sign a contract, then Black Tiger Ah Fu will become his thug for the rest of his life.
But what does a warrior need to break through? The heart of martial arts.
And everything that can restrain a warrior must be broken by the heart of martial arts. Even if it is the shackles of order, a pure warrior will decisively challenge the contract for the sake of strength and martial arts, and eventually fall.
If that warrior is afraid and becomes a thug for the sake of his own life, then that warrior's path will also be stagnant, forever staying at the moment of fear, waiting for the fearless heart of martial arts to be rekindled.
Martial arts is a path that tests one's character. Once one is shackled, martial arts ceases to be martial arts.
This is also the reason why Luo Qing even gave Wa Long a contract, but Ah Fu, a powerful fighter, did not have a contract.
Because once the contract is signed, Ah Fu is basically useless, and Luo Qing has no point in wanting this kind of Ah Fu. After all, he can also create creatures like Gan Wencui that are purely made of magic power.
This is also the root of the decline of martial arts. If martial arts wants to reach a profound state, it must remain pure.
Thinking about these things, Luo Qing closed his eyes and thought for a while. When he opened his eyes again, his fingertips moved slightly, and two pens on the table magically stood up, writing something on the white paper.
Ah Fu stood in the corner and watched silently without saying a word.
There was no sound in this room except for the rustle of the pen tip rubbing against the paper.
After a long time, Luo Qing suddenly broke the immersion: "Afu, why do you want to practice martial arts?"
Ah Fu didn't even think about it and answered directly: "For the powerful power!"
"Why do you need strong power?" Luo Qing continued to ask.
Ah Fu still didn't pause: "Power can let me get everything I want!"
"What do you want?" Luo Qing's eyes lit up slightly. Ah Fu seemed to have a story. As long as there was a story, there would be a chance to sign a contract without hurting the heart of martial arts.
Ah Fu replied without thinking: "I want strong power!"
Luo Qing: Is this a repetition?
"I'm asking, what do you want to do after you gain great power? Or is there anything else you want to do?" Luo Qing thought for a while and asked in a different way.
"Yes." Ah Fu nodded and answered firmly.
Luo Qing's eyes brightened slightly: "Tell me about it."
Ah Fu replied decisively: "Get more power!"
Luo Qing:.
"You just want to gain power, and then after gaining power, you will gain more powerful power forever?" Luo Qing asked with some difficulty.
Ah Fu nodded: "Yes, boss."
Luo Qing: OK, it is indeed pure enough.
At this time, the pen on the table stopped. Luo Qing waved his hand, took the paper in his hand, and handed the thinner copy directly to Ah Fu: "This is the follow-up, the training method to become a great warrior."
Ah Fu's eyes brightened and he immediately took it and started watching it impatiently without paying any attention to anything else.
Luo Qing was a little helpless. He wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head and handed the other copy to Ah Fu: "This is your mission. Go to Songshan Shaolin Temple to find the masters of the line. Just say that Luo Qing asked you to do the deal. , he understands what it means.”
Ah Fu's face turned solemn, and he put the martial arts secret book in his arms, then carefully took the paper, turned and walked directly to the door of the room, intending to complete the task as quickly as possible, and then come back to study the secret book he had just obtained.
"Wait." Luo Qing was a little helpless. He waved his hand and said: "There are still some things. When I finish them, I will bring them over. Don't rush for a day or two. You can go out. I will contact you when I go. .”
"Okay, boss." Ah Fu said and pushed open the door. His body disappeared instantly, leaving only one sentence: "The rabbit is running!"
Luo Qing looked at Ah Fu's back, thought for a while, and smiled.
What Ah Fu pursues is power. As long as he is always stronger than him, even if he is stronger than him with the power of a spell, then he will always be the most loyal fighter.
Putting this aside, five years later I didn't say anything, which meant that Ah Fu's matter was always a small matter and could always be solved later.
After thinking about it, Luo Qing calculated what he had to do next, waved his hand, and with a bang, a lot of materials poured out of the bulging evil spirit space.
Luo Qing looked for some that were useful, and stacked the others in the corner. Then he took out the magic book and flipped through the sacrifice category. He started to arrange it with great interest. There were still three Mirror Gods left.
Kill him quickly, then finish what you are doing and go listen to the show, Fengshen, I am excited just thinking about it.
"Mountain rock, moon grass, five-hundred-year-old tree branches, monkey hair, and tiger nails. Fortunately, we have them all in the material library just now, so don't bother."
Luo Qing murmured, and the waves of evil spirits began to spread. After placing the materials in a unique position, he took out the mirror containing the Mirror God and placed it in the center of the materials.
After staring at the spell column carefully for a long time, Luo Qing began to recite the spell unnaturally and continued to activate the power of evil spirits.
[Powerful and majestic existence, please cast your noble gaze on your humble admirer. I will present powerful and precious materials and ask for your response. 】
What kind of spell is this arranged by a licking dog?
Luo Qing cursed, but the evil spirit's language continued to repeat: [Powerful.]
Gradually, the material in front that was rendered by the evil spirit gradually began to emit black air. The evil god in the mirror suddenly felt strong uneasiness and began to struggle continuously.
"Damn evil spirit, what do you want to do?"
"What did you do? Stop it!"
"No, where are you going to send us? It's so scary over there. I don't want to die. I really don't want to die. Stop it."
"Ah ah ah, don't come here, you monster, a fellow creature, stop the spell, I am willing to donate the vacant fear god seat to you."
"No ah ah ah."
Luo Qing ignored the screams and continued to mutter incantations in a low voice. The black energy became thicker and thicker, and when it reached a certain peak, the black energy reached a certain peak.
After a buzzing sound, the Mirror God disappeared together with the mirror, and the materials slowly turned into powder at this moment.
Luo Qing had a smile on his face and it was done easily.
The life potion requires the water of life, but the water of life is not yet ready, and it still owes the weapon of destruction two cups of the water of life.
This needs to wait the next day, so what we need to do now is the glasses that Xiaoyu wants, and the main body of the explosive, the crow that can be copied infinitely!
After thinking about it, Luo Qing decided to make glasses first. After all, it was simple. Do the simple things first and work on the difficult ones slowly.
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hell.
Since the conversation between Sao Feng and the Holy Lord, the place has fallen into a brief period of calm. Of course, there are also some crazy people venting their anger, such as the crazy Bazaar.
Ever since she came back and started to go crazy, even the irritable old man Zhongsu has been quiet, fearing that the lunatic would feel that he had no hope and come to fight with him, which would eventually cause him to lose his magic power.
So now no one dares to mess with Bazaar, and they can only let her vent continuously.
Buzz~
When another wave of water passed over Sao Feng's head, even his good temper could not bear it any longer, "That's enough Basha! How long will you continue to be crazy?"
Basha's movements paused, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Sao Feng, and she let out a sharp roar: "Your door to hell is still there, of course you are not in a hurry, but my door to hell is permanently closed. , do you know what permanent closure means? That means I can no longer escape from this hellish place!"
The moment the dispute between the two started, a series of glances were cast towards them, ranging from indifference to schadenfreude, and even a guy with his feet on the ground came over to make sarcastic remarks.
"If there's anything to argue about, let's have a fight. Whoever wins will listen."
"Shut up!" Sao Feng instantly turned around and stared at Di Kui: "Otherwise, I will destroy your kingdom as soon as I get out."
Dikui:.
"If you don't say it, don't say it. What's wrong?" He sat on a big rock and muttered, but in the end he didn't continue to speak out.
After Sao Feng finished speaking, he took a deep breath and said calmly: "Have you forgotten that there is a door in the City of Gods?"
Basha paused, her eyes brightened for a moment, but then she became a little disappointed: "The doors all correspond to each other, and only you can go through your own door."
"You are talking about the time when Shendu's true body was present. He is now just a soul without a physical body, which means that his door has no owner and can allow other demons to pass through." Sao Feng said after completely regaining his composure.
In the distance, Julan and Ximu glanced at Xiaofeng with some confusion, but in the end they didn't say anything. Originally, they had forgotten it, they were confident that they could stay outside.
"Really?" Basha's eyes lit up and she subconsciously looked at Bo Gang who was sleeping not far away.
Sao Feng also looked over and nodded calmly: "With Bo Gang's current wisdom and strength, if you continue to yell and waste your strength, you will lose the qualification to compete."
Bazaar's eyes completely brightened, and the water curtain at her tail that had been reserved for comfort silently disappeared at this moment. She took back all the power that could escape, and instantly returned to the original tranquility. Since there is still a chance, then she will not seek death.
"Big Toad, you are so partial." Di Kui looked at Bo Gang and muttered.
Sao Feng turned his head and said calmly: "When I get out, I will find a way to save her. As long as I regain my strength, hell cannot stop me."
"Only you can." Di Kui curled his lips, as if the person he was talking about didn't come in seriously injured.
The corner of Sao Feng's mouth twitched, and he planned to ignore this guy for now. He also looked at Bo Gang and saw that she was still sleeping. He thought about it and didn't disturb her.
He would indeed save these trapped brothers and sisters, because he always felt that if the devils could join forces, then the gods would not be able to completely win the battle.
Bo Gang seemed to be dreaming about delicious food. He licked his red lips twice and muttered something to himself.
It was also at this time that a frightened scream appeared, falling into Bo Gang's mouth with dark power.
Click~
With another chirp, powerful black energy exploded instantly.
"Ah ah ah. No, damn evil spirit, one day."
The three frightened guys cursed and flew out of Bo Gang's mouth, but when they looked into the six pairs of scarlet eyes around them, the curses stopped abruptly.
"Where is this, this, this, this?"
A bright smile suddenly appeared on Ximu's face: "Welcome to hell, lovely evil spirit!"
The other demons had different expressions in their eyes, and they all looked at the three mirror gods with burning eyes.
After Bo just finished chewing the mirror in her mouth, she suddenly opened her scarlet eyes. She blinked in confusion, and finally her eyes focused on the three mirror gods.
Bo Gang was a little stunned. She thought about it carefully, and her face gradually showed joy: "Ah ha, look, my most loyal suitors have given me food again. It has been many thousands of years. I really miss it.”
Her expression seemed to say: Thank you for the gift of nature.
The three mirror gods hugged each other and trembled, shouting with frightened eyes: "You, you, you, you, what are you? Don't come here, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."
(End of chapter)
