In fact, when Qi Jingzhi thought about it carefully at this moment, it was impossible to say that his own mount was also the product of the Jiuzhen Incident.
After it transformed from an ordinary horse into this appearance, it should have become ferocious because of the two evil spirits of gold and tiger in its body, eating people and drinking blood, thereby activating the Demon Suppressing Institute in the county. I don’t want this coward to be too much He was timid and only dared to attack livestock. This prevented him from being chased by experts and he remained at ease until he met Qi Jingzhi.
Not to mention Ban Nu, the Demonic Boy just chose this critical time tonight to order Cui's wife to turn Cui Zitao into a demon, and then combined with Cui Zitao's identity as the county magistrate of Changle and the deep friendship between the Ding and Cui families, it was very difficult. It's hard to say that he wasn't going for Ding Chengyuan.
The Marquis Anfeng did indeed lead his troops to surround the Changle County Government Office as if he were facing a formidable enemy. Unfortunately, the Tiger Lord or someone else behind him did not show up.
In addition, the previous black-clothed monster monk who believed in the Great Black God was also quite strange. He found and released the sword ghost at this time, most likely with the help of this golden evil movement. As for whether there will be any follow-up The other plots were unknown because he died too simply, but Geshu Dashi would definitely mention this to Marquis Anfeng, so there was no need for Qi Jingzhi to worry about him.
Finally, there was the lame and leprous old man who came and left in a hurry. Not only was he highly cultivated, but he was also obviously hostile to the Tengu. Unfortunately, he had not been seen yet, so he could not count on him.
"It's up to everyone to run! If there's a demon blocking the road ahead, I'll just kill it with one blow!"
Qi Jingzhi shook his head, still holding the Yinsha candlestick, turned around and crossed the threshold of Baiyun Palace.
In the quiet night, the Baiyun Palace, which was stepped on by the statue of the God of Autumn, opened its doors to welcome guests, but it was empty inside with not a single person in sight.
Qi Jingzhi stopped in front of the main hall and saw that it was filled with the soles of the Qiu God statue, so he gave up the idea of entering the hall and just raised his head to watch quietly.
As for the so-called "holy king teaching with Shinto", he had previously guessed that he should use the people of the world to tame the wild nature of the earth, but he had no idea how to do it specifically. He didn't want to be just an autumn god who ranked under the Lord of the Four Seasons. Once he established himself In the land of the East China Sea, which is rich in gold energy, such a shocking scene can be unfolded.
Qi Jingzhi looked at the other party's purple-gold eyes, black-gold claws, and the frost-gold hairs dancing in the wind, always feeling that this lifelike God of Si Qiu would come to life in the next moment and truly come to the world.
Throughout his life, his mind was gradually frightened by this thought, and he developed a sense of fear and a desire to take refuge.
"Um?"
Qi Jingzhi was horrified, and the angry crane in his heart suddenly let out a long cry, spread its wings like a sword, and killed all the delusional thoughts in his heart.
His eyes suddenly became clear. When he looked at the statue of the God of Autumn, although it was still as majestic as a mountain, it was no different from the golden pillars of Anfenghou Mansion. It was nothing more than a dead thing made of the deposition of immeasurable majestic golden energy.
Being so close, Qi Jingzhi could clearly sense that the golden energy in the body of the statue was stagnant, and there was absolutely no spiritual aura belonging to a living creature. There were even various golden auras emitting different auras from various parts of the statue. The small differences are clearly pieced together and not a whole at all. new
He felt a little relieved, but he still did not let down his guard. He shook his head and sighed softly: "Although this Autumn God was granted by the Holy King and was created in compliance with people's hearts, if he came back alive, I'm afraid it would not be a good thing, but a disaster. Tribulation."
The next moment, an old voice suddenly laughed in the young man's ear: "Donor, there is no need to worry, the God of Si Qiu cannot come back to life."
Qi Jingzhi suddenly turned his head and saw someone standing beside him.
This person's appearance is quite similar to Ding Chengyuan, but he is several dozen years older than An Fenghou. He is wearing a frosty white divine robe with several buttons shaped like gold sparrows, making him look quite luxurious. .
Qi Jingzhi's thoughts suddenly changed and he remembered that the commander-in-chief Zang Hailiang mentioned An Fenghou's concubine, but it was clear that Ding Chengyuan said that his concubine had no cultivation skills and that in Baiyun Palace he only chanted sutras in the sutra hall and ignored secular affairs. , but now it’s completely different when I see it.
He calmed down, held the Yinsha Candlestick in front of him, cupped his fists towards the other party and said, "I am here to respect you from the Demon Suppressing Academy. May I ask who you are, Master Ding?"
old man's
His eyes glanced at the blood candle, and he immediately raised his hand in return: "This old man is Ding Chengli! Even an outsider like me has heard about Qi Jishi's righteous deed of sending the sword thousands of miles away. I must have been assigned by my brother to come here. Bar?"
If we only look at appearance, this Ding Chengli is at least Ding Chengyuan's uncle, but he is exactly the half-brother of that Anfeng Marquis.
When Qi Jingzhi heard that he kept calling Ding Chengyuan his brother, he felt strange in his heart, and asked: "Master Ding Jing just said that the God of Si Qiu cannot be revived. I don't know why?"
Ding Chengli's lips curled up, and a smile appeared on his face. He looked more and more like his brother: "How can the Holy King become a god? Is it possible for an old mortal to figure it out? But since Qi Jishi asked, I have the audacity to speak nonsense." One or two."
"The God of Si Qiu in Daqi has always only given the name of the god and not given his name. This makes the Baiyun Palaces in various places seem to enshrine the same god. In fact, the palaces are different and the gods are different. It can be said that there are several Baiyun Palaces, and there are There are several gods of Si Qiu, because after all, their source is not in the statues, but in the hearts of people."
Ding Chengli paused, and waited for Qi Jingzhi to think about his words before continuing: "The reason is that our Daqi territory is vast, and people in different places have different feelings about autumn. They even have all kinds of strange feelings about the autumn god. The thoughts and prayers are also very different, this is one of them."
"The mountains and rivers in different places have different scenery, and the wild nature in the earth also has different emphasis. The evil energy contained and suppressed by each statue is also very different. This is the second one."
"This makes the statues of the God of Autumn in various places more or less different when they appear. It is difficult to say that they are the same statue. Not only is it difficult to integrate, but they will also restrain each other. Not to mention that except for the authority of Qiu, this statue God also has titles such as the God of Gold, the God of Heavenly Punishment, and the God of Sunrise."
"For example, this statue from Baiyun Palace in Jiuzhen County is wrapped around a snake and holds a yue. He specializes in the Wudao. He is named Dong'a and respects heaven's punishment!"
"When it comes to the statue of the Golden Punishment, it is second to none in the entire Daqi! Rather than saying that he is the God of Siqiu, it is better to call him the God of the Golden Punishment!"
After Qi Jingzhi listened carefully to Ding Chengli's explanation, he felt quite refreshed. He even thought to himself: "The God of Golden Punishment... The real owner of the red gold sword chose Baiyun Palace in Jiuzhen County to raise the sword. This must be the root cause." Already."
He thought for a while, then carefully considered his words, and confirmed to Ding Chengli: "According to Ding Jingzhu, the god of Si Qiu originally had no name. The beliefs of people in different places and the wild nature of the earth are all different, so that the many statues cannot be identified as one. , the real God of Si Qiu cannot be born. At the same time, if a statue somewhere is going to give birth to a supernatural being alone, it will be constrained by other statues because of the name of the god?"
"Haha, this is just an old family saying. It's good for Qi Jishi to listen to it, but there is no need to take it too seriously."
Ding Chengli nodded and smiled, and said leisurely: "Just like the golden punishment god in front of us, there may not be a chance to be born spiritually. However, if you want to support such a majestic divine body and carry mountains and seas of complex beliefs and majestic golden energy, At the same time, I have to withstand the oppression of the gods elsewhere, I really don’t know how vast and tenacious spirituality can do it!”
Qi Jingzhi also nodded when he heard this. If Qi Huchan, who was born spiritually, was allowed to take charge, he would end up like a mantis using his arms as a chariot, and he would be crushed to pieces in an instant.
Ding Chengli smiled again when he saw this: "It's getting late, and I still have evening classes to finish, so I won't disturb Qi Jishi's official duties."
After saying that, he once again bowed his hands as a gift, turned around and drifted away.
Qi Jingzhi silently watched the other party's back disappear into the hall, doubts already arising in his heart.
From the beginning to the end, he did not sense the slightest aura of a monk from Ding Chengli, as if this person really looked like him, just an ordinary old man without any cultivation. However, Ding Chengli could see through the blood flames of Yinsha with ease. Walking between yin and yang, it can be said that his cultivation is extremely high and his whole body is flawless. He can't even hide it from An Fenghou.
Qi Jingzhi suppressed these thoughts, looked at the silver evil candlestick in his hand, and warned himself again that he must not rely too much on external objects in the future and lose his vigilance, otherwise he would suffer a big loss sooner or later.
He stopped staying and walked quickly in Baiyun Palace for a while, returning to the back garden where the Wei clan members were buried.
Wei
Leopard stood alone among the coffins and corpses in the garden, his eyes were blank and he was holding the red gold knife tightly in his hand.
Qi Jingzhi sighed secretly and did not show up to meet him. Instead, he found an ancient cypress in the garden. He lightly stepped on the tree with his toes, and his body was hidden within the dense canopy.
He found a suitable place to lean on, looked around, and suddenly felt blessed. He pressed his free right palm on a thick branch, and strands of green air immediately emerged between the palms of his fingers.
This green energy quickly disappeared into the thick branches of ancient cypresses, but was still invisible in Qi Jingzhi's vision covered by blood.
Not long after, a faint cyan fluorescence lit up throughout the branches and roots of the ancient cypress.
Qi Jingzhi closed his eyes, let go of all the thoughts in his heart, and integrated himself wholeheartedly into the ancient cypress where he was hiding.
In a trance, he seemed to have grown countless arms, legs and feet. These limbs of different sizes poked out from the gap between Yin and Yang shrouded in blood, extending infinitely towards the high blue sky above and the thick loess below.
At this moment, no matter the smallest air current in the sky or the smallest vibration on the ground, Qi Jingzhi could not escape Qi Jingzhi's perception. He could detect every detail and everything.
This feeling was so wonderful that even though Qi Jingzhi was not in a good mood, he couldn't help but indulge in it.
After an unknown amount of time, he sensed that many tiny air currents suddenly rose up from the ground in the back garden. Countless leaves that had fallen on the ground began to move and roll along with them, making a series of fine rustling sounds.
These subtle and scattered airflows soon merged and converged with each other, like a gradually gaining momentum, rising at the end of the fallen leaves, soaking in the branches of many ancient trees in the garden, raging among the lush canopies, and finally As for the erratic, torrential, violent sweep, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, it roared away into the distance.
Qi Jingzhi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the strong wind rising from the ground.
Just a few breaths later, a blazing flame suddenly shot up into the sky in that direction, making the sky red, and the sound of someone shouting and neighing could be heard faintly.
Qi Jingzhi made a quick distinction and saw that it was not the Anfenghou Mansion, nor any of the other three golden portals.
This incident naturally alarmed Wei Bao.
He turned his head to look in the direction of the fire, with a look of surprise on his face. He immediately raised his feet and walked a few steps towards the door of the back garden, but suddenly stopped and looked back at the coffins of his family members, feeling quite at a loss. .
Before he could make up his mind, the sky in all directions was illuminated by firelight in almost no particular order. Pillars of fire and smoke rose into the sky one after another, competing with the golden pillars, Qiu Shen and the three golden gates.
Qi Jingzhi looked around and felt awe-struck in his heart: "Ding Chengyuan was always baiting his nest, but now there are fish biting the hooks everywhere!"
As soon as he had this idea, a sudden change occurred in the back garden.
A big golden rooster emerged from the ground. There was a candle made of gold on the golden comb, burning with golden candlelight.
As the golden rooster ran wildly in the garden, the golden candle above its head crackled and dropped droplets of shiny wax oil.
The golden wax oil fell on the ground and immediately ignited the dry leaves. In the blink of an eye, several fires were lit in the back garden of Baiyun Palace.
"What is this?"
Qi Jingzhi was surprised, but he also secretly increased his vigilance: "Although this golden chicken wearing a candle is strange, it can indeed set fire, but it doesn't seem to be very powerful. It should not be able to cause such ferocious fires around it."
Seeing that the golden rooster had already run towards the coffin of his family member, Wei Bao immediately roared and chased after him, wielding his red gold knife and slashing fiercely. The cloud snakes and fog tigers had already been released, surrounding the golden rooster and biting it up and down.
The golden rooster wearing a candle was obviously a little frightened. It raised its neck and screamed continuously. It ran and jumped to dodge, and flapped its wings fiercely. It circled high and low among the coffins of the Wei clan, scattering countless golden chicken feathers and wax. Oil.
Wei Bao's eyes were about to burst, and his attacks were even more merciless, chasing the golden rooster flying higher and higher.
Seeing that this golden rooster wearing a candle almost flew up to where Qi Jingzhi was.
The tree crowns were level, and suddenly a dark wind blew up in mid-air, causing the lanterns above the golden rooster to spin left and right, as weak as a golden bead.
I saw the golden ball of lanterns spinning a few times, and suddenly expanded into a huge fireball. Then it rolled down from the golden wax and hit the coffins below.
Wei Bao was not willing to agree, so he immediately shouted angrily, jumped up, and struck out with a knife on his head.
There was just a bang, like a firecracker exploding, and the golden fireball transformed by the lanterns exploded in the air, scattering sparks all over the place, and then disappeared without a trace.
Qi Jingzhi, who was still watching patiently, his eyes narrowed and he held the handle of Jianren Shou's knife with his backhand.
Just because where the golden fireball was, an old woman in black suddenly appeared with a gloomy face.
She was only three feet long, and she did not fall to the ground after she appeared. Instead, she was as light as a feather, floating in the air with the wind.
"Oh, I didn't expect that another fish slipped through the net!"
The old woman in black looked down at Wei Bao and smiled sinisterly. There were not many teeth left in her mouth: "The hearts and livers of the Wei clan can still be seen. You cut them open and offer them to me yourself. Don't let me do it myself." !」
