Wushuang Mansion.
Yu Liancheng and Mo Bai Suzhen were sitting together, discussing the mysteries of martial arts.
Mo Bai Suzhen is amazingly talented. She created her own world-destroying demon body and six demon crossings. Coupled with nearly two hundred years of experience, she has a deep foundation. In this world, the only ones who can compare with her are those old monsters who have lived for thousands of years.
And Yu Liancheng's talents are by no means inferior to Mo Bai Suzhen. He has also traveled around several worlds, and the variety and breadth of his knowledge are beyond imagination. Every sentence contains the supreme truth.
Unknowingly, time passed, and when the conversation became more interesting, Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "The Demon Lord's Infinite Crossing is a magical skill on the list of panic. It is wonderful in the world. Can I ask for advice?"
"You have nothing to do." Mo Bai Suzhen smiled slightly. She naturally understood what Yu Liancheng was thinking, but she didn't care. She already explained the subtleties of the Earth-level Maha in her words.
Yu Liancheng was fascinated when he heard it, and he had already realized the most incredible power in this storm. In reciprocation, he also explained the essence of his martial arts to Mo Bai Suzhen.
After a conversation, both of them gained a lot.
Especially for Yulian City, he plans to take Yuan Level Maha, Heaven Level Maha, and Earth Level Maha into his pocket to create his own infinite Maha.
After talking for two or three hours, the two paused for a moment. Mo Bai Suzhen changed the topic and said, "You are leaving Wushuang City tomorrow?"
"good."
Yu Liancheng nodded, he waved his sleeves, and when the room was neutral, two more magic weapons appeared.
The cold and sharp snow can make all things annihilate.
A sacred stone that can change in many ways and increase the user's strength.
"I plan to forge a magic weapon. The four strange stones are undoubtedly the most suitable materials. Now that I have the white dew and the magic stone, I have the ice soul and darkness at my fingertips. But there is a problem..."
"oh?"
"The four strange stones were left behind by the great God Nuwa, and they contain vast righteousness. If the four strange stones are really used as materials, the final magic weapon may not be as majestic as the heroic sword, but it is also a righteous weapon. And I am one What I have learned is that it is either right or evil, neither good nor evil. If it were a righteous magic weapon, it might hinder my development."
"So now you need an evil weapon to reconcile?"
"good."
"What kind of weapon is that?"
"More than three hundred years ago, there was a peerless evil weapon that was the enemy of heaven, named - the Great Evil King."
…
Sichuan.
In a dense forest.
The light in the dense forest is dim, with only sparse sunlight shining through the dense leaves.
A Buddha statue is located in the dense forest, three or four meters high.
The Buddha statue has its hands clasped together, but its face is not as peaceful as the clay statues in ordinary temples. Instead, the corners of its mouth are drooped, and its face is full of sorrow. I don’t know if I am pity for the suffering of all sentient beings, or if the Buddha is also suffering, and the other side is suffering...
The entire Buddha statue was entangled with countless vines, covering its entire body. It's like chains trapping the Buddha statue.
Around the Buddha statue, a group of monks are sitting, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name, which seems to transform this ominous place into a peaceful place for Buddhism.
Click, click, click! !
Suddenly, two cracks appeared on the face of the bitter-faced Buddha, and the gravel peeled off. It looked as if there were two traces of tears hanging down. It makes this already sad Buddha statue look even more gloomy and gloomy.
However, unknown and ferocious auras emanated from the broken marks. In the blink of an eye, the green vines and dense trees quickly withered and withered.
The wooden fish in the monk's hands also broke into pieces one after another, and all of them looked horrified and in disbelief.
"W-what's going on?"
"The painstaking Buddha has suppressed that evil creature for who knows how many years. How could something like this happen today?"
The monks all lost their countenance.
In the Buddha of Pain, the most ferocious soldiers from three hundred years ago were suppressed, and the eminent Buddhist monks of all ages used Buddhism to resolve them. Even though they could not eliminate the evil and murderous aura of the ferocious soldiers, they were still in peace. Today's incident caught all the monks present by surprise.
"May I ask where the master is coming from?"
An old monk with an ancient face and a gray beard suddenly changed his expression and turned his penetrating gaze to the depths of the dense forest.
A person walked out from the depths of the dense forest. This person was dressed in black and walked with his hands behind his back. He looked calm and said with a smile: "Masters, don't be surprised. I just came here to take something."
When Yu Liancheng approached the monks, the cracks on the face of the painstaking Buddha became deeper and spread downwards. And the evil aura in the air was even more frightening.
"Your Excellency has such a superb cultivation level. The gods and demons here are on the line, and the Great Evil King has been suppressed by the sound of Sanskrit and has been in silence. But because of your arrival, he was stimulated by the energy and had a tendency to wake up." The old monk clasped his hands together. , frowning: "I hope you will leave soon, otherwise once the thing that has been painstakingly suppressed in the Buddha is born, it will definitely bring disaster to the whole world."
"What a coincidence, I came here just for this." When Yu Liancheng was still four or five feet away from the monks, he stood still and turned his gaze towards the Kuxin Buddha. His eyes flickered, and when he looked at it with the aura technique, he seemed to see a fierce existence, which was falling into a deep sleep due to the suppression of Buddhism.
"Leave the Great Evil King to me, and you can rest assured that it will not cause trouble in my hands, and your Buddhist sect will not need to send eminent monks to suppress this thing, and you will be liberated from now on."
"Amitabha, benefactor, the Great Evil King's sword possesses Yundingtian's poisonous curse to destroy Buddhism and his hatred for the sky during his lifetime. No matter who wants to control the evil king, he can only become the evil king's puppet in the end and lose his mind. He only knows how to kill. Even we and others must take turns, otherwise we will become more and more violent every day."
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, just come and get it in person with me."
Yu Liancheng sighed and walked towards the Painful Buddha step by step.
"Almsgiver, the sea of suffering is endless, but you can finally turn around and find shore."
"Zen Master Daojin, there is no need to talk nonsense with this person, and leave it to our Four Noble Truths monks to handle it."
The old monk wanted to persuade him again, but four monks dressed as warrior monks stepped out and surrounded Yulian City.
Most of the people who suppress the evil king here are eminent monks who are proficient in Buddhism. They are old and have no knowledge of martial arts. These four people are rare warrior monks, and they are all Buddhist masters.
Called - the Four Noble Truths Warrior Monk.
"bitter!"
"set!"
"Destroy!"
"road!"
The warrior monks of the Four Truths shouted loudly at the same time and uttered the mantra of the Four Truths. The Qi of the four people suddenly became one, and the Qi of the four people seemed to have transformed into a world-shaking Buddha. The Buddha's eyes were ignited with angry flames, he made a lotus seal in one hand, and picked up the Vajra Zen Staff in the other hand, and bombarded Yulian City. In an instant, the combined power of the four monks turned into a unique blow that subdued the demon.
"Fancy."
Yu Liancheng stretched out a hand, rolled it up in the air, and flicked his sleeves, which immediately caused a hurricane to sweep out, instantly defeating the fusion attack of the Four Truths Martial Saint, and making the four of them stagger around as if they were drunk. .
He swung out another palm, hitting the chest of Kuxin Buddha with a powerful and domineering force. This stone sculpture, which had been around for hundreds of years and contained profound Buddhist power, suddenly burst into pieces, sending rubble flying all over the sky.
At the same time, something flew out from the heart of Kuxin Buddha. When it was captured by Yu Liancheng's palm, it turned into a rainbow light and flew into his palm in the blink of an eye.
This is a long and narrow knife case with countless Buddhist scriptures engraved on it. But these scriptures were very dim, and instead exuded a monstrous and ferocious aura, as if there was an unparalleled evil hidden in the box, which could break out of the box at any time and cause trouble in the world.
Yu Liancheng brushed his palm in the knife box, feeling the strong hostility, and murmured to himself: "The Great Evil King has been sealed now. I don't have the four major weapons in my hand, and the stage of the Four Absolutes is also needed." Wait for decades. If you want to completely bring out the evil nature of the Great Evil King, you need to find another way."
"Donor, the Great Evil King is a very evil creature, cursed by the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. You..."
The old monk looked anxious before and wanted to say something more, but in a trance, he had lost sight of that person.
But there was a misty sound coming from afar.
"Don't worry, I won't let the Great Evil King cause harm to the people. It won't be long before there will be no such unparalleled evil in this world."
…
This is a dangerous mountain, with peaks and mountains like swords, like a sharp sword piercing the clouds. It is thousands of feet high. A strong wind blows, and the clouds and mist flow, like a foggy white Yangtze River flowing and rushing in the void.
And at the top of the dangerous mountain where only one person could stand, there was a person sitting cross-legged. But I saw this man wearing a bamboo hat, tall and tall, with a huge frame. He didn't look amazing, but his whole body exuded an invincible and domineering aura. Even the sky and the sky were in front of him. It also seems to be hanging three points low.
Following this man's thought, the clouds and mist in the sky twisted and changed, turning into ten figures that looked similar to him. And these ten figures volleyed into the air, and each figure evolved a unique skill, including fists, palms, fingers, claws, and even knives, spears, clubs, and halberds... Any of these martial arts are earth-shattering and unparalleled in the world. .
Martial arts practitioners should avoid being half-hearted and greedy when practicing martial arts. For ordinary martial arts masters, if they want to practice any martial arts to the peak, it will probably take a lifetime of hard work. Even Xiong Ba, the overlord of the martial arts world, the man with the destiny of being the overlord, only concentrates on studying the three skills of fist, palm and kick of the old man Sanjue.
But the person in front of me has practiced all ten martial arts to the extreme. His movements are infinitely powerful and unpredictable, which is simply unbelievable.
And if that self-proclaimed god saw this person, he would be so frightened that he would run away on the spot.
Suddenly, this peerless warrior raised his bamboo hat slightly, revealing his rough chin and needle-like beard. His eyes suddenly opened, and the light in them shone brightly, as if two suns exploded, with thousands of rays of light piercing the void, and his expression changed slightly.
"Is the Great Evil King born?!"
"Who dares to take out this evil thing?"
"Perhaps this is an opportunity to break the curse of my Wu family."
Ten clouds of energy collapsed at the same time, and the warrior suddenly stood up, like a mountain peak that was taller and taller than the mountain at his feet.
…
The path of good and evil.
One of the twelve panics written by Bai Xiaosheng.
It is said that this is a long and narrow mountain road in Hebei.
There was once a rumor in the world that once one entered the path of good or evil, he would be filled with demons.
It is also said that anyone who embarks on the path of good or evil will inevitably become a demon. Even if his evil deeds are unparalleled, he will still end up in the world.
But the world doesn't know that this place is where the Yin evil energy gathers in the Central Plains of China. It is extremely vicious and evil. Anyone who steps into the path of good and evil will inevitably be affected by the Yin evil energy and become a demon.
Especially in the depths of the mountain road, the evil spirit is so strong that it even turns into substance, accumulating evil spirits into a pool, and eventually turns into a magic pool.
This path of good and evil is originally a magical place with very few travelers. But occasionally, people who are desperate will go to the right and evil paths to seek strength. Even if they become possessed by demons, they will still want to kill them.
But no one has ever been able to live in the right or wrong path for a long time.
Just because the evil spirit of good and evil paths is too strong, once you stay there for too long, your mind will be distorted and you will become a murderous monster.
However, in the past two years, one person has entered the path of good and evil, and seems to have become the real master of the path of good and evil.
It's just that this man is too mysterious, and few people know his identity.
On this day, another person came from the path of good and evil.
"What a good and evil path."
Black shadows fluttered like lightning, Yu Liancheng pointed his toes, looking at this long and narrow mountain road that was heart-stopping.
I saw that this circuitous and winding road of good and evil was full of jagged and uneven rocks. The soil on the ground was strangely black, deep black, with a hint of red in the black, as if it had been infected by countless blood, with an unknown smell.
There were no snakes, insects, rats or ants on the entire mountain road, and even the birds and geese were not visible in the sky above the mountain road. It even revealed a chilly and chilling feeling. Standing on the path of good and evil is like being in a world of ice and snow.
Yu Liancheng's fingers traced across the black soil. Not only did he feel the evil spirit, but also a demonic intention that penetrated deep into his bones, like madness, madness, and anger...
"What a great No. 1 Evil Emperor. I hope you won't disappoint me."
Yu Liancheng raised his eyebrows.
Ordinary people in the world of martial arts don't know who the ruthless person who has mastered the path of good and evil is, but he does.
——The First Evil Emperor.
Since this person was born in his mother's womb, he must be number one in everything. He has the first compound surname and is also the eldest son in the family.
Since I was four years old, I have become proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Everything you do is number one.
When it comes to martial arts, he learned martial arts at the age of six, but after just one year, he was already a master of martial arts, without the need for a master to teach him.
He is better than the Sword Emperor in practicing swordsmanship, and is better than the Sword Emperor in refining swords. He is proficient in all of the eighteen kinds of martial arts.
In the eyes of others, he is already a perfect person.
However, the First Evil Emperor was stubborn by nature and believed that even if his martial arts were truly the best in the world, there would still be a way to defeat him. No martial arts in the world is perfect or flawless.
Therefore, he wants to create the most ideal and perfect sword technique.
But this man was amazingly talented, and after some retreat, he actually realized a perfect set of sword techniques.
Unfortunately.
Perfect sword skills should not exist in the world.
As the saying goes, no one is perfect.
How can a person with imperfections control a perfect sword?
And the Wuque sword is even more devilish.
After getting the sword, the son of the First Evil Emperor came to him and competed with him.
The Evil Emperor was unwilling at first, but his son inherited his stubbornness and forced him to die.
After a fight between the two, the Evil Emperor was unable to control the magic sword.
Therefore, after the Demon Sword was first formed, the first person the First Evil Emperor killed was his son.
In order to curb his demonic nature, he retreated to this rarely visited gate of life and death.
Or use the evil spirit here to completely complete the perfect sword.
Or the devil's roots are sown deep, and he commits suicide and falls into the path of good and evil.
The terrain is getting higher and steeper.
Soon, Yulian City had reached the end of the mountain road.
The field of vision in front of us suddenly widened, but it was not a dim view, but filled with clouds and mist, and it was an abyss with no bottom. Amidst the howling mountain wind, there was a splashing sound in the mist.
It turned out that there were several arm-thick iron cables stretching out from the clouds and mist, connecting the two cliffs. Just as Yu Liancheng was about to step onto the iron chain, an old voice sounded.
"Once you enter the path of good or evil, you will be filled with demons, so don't retreat quickly."
As soon as the words fell, the wind roared fiercely, the clouds and mist forced away, and several sword auras came across the sky and enveloped Yulian City. But there was no murderous intent in the sword energy, it was just an attempt to force Yu Liancheng back.
A cold snort sounded, like a thunder exploding out of thin air, and the sword energy was shaken to the point of collapse.
"The First Evil Emperor, this is not the way to treat guests. How can you drive guests away as soon as they arrive?"
In the sound of words, Yulian City has passed through the iron cable that is dozens of feet long, and at the end is a forest, but the trees are mostly withered and yellow, and when the wind blows, they float all over the sky.
Deep in the woods, you can see a mountain wall, and on the mountain wall there is a black and white Tai Chi stone door.
——The Gate of Life and Death.
"This place is unknown, and those who enter are demons. If you insist on going your own way, you will die." The old voice sounded again in the door of life and death. The closer I got, the more I could feel the coldness and indifference of the voice, without a trace of emotion. It seemed like he was suppressing something that could erupt like a volcano at any time.
"The First Evil Emperor, now that I've arrived at the door, are you still unwilling to invite me in to sit down?" Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his hands, smiling.
In the gate of life and death, the first evil emperor was silent for a long time. After a while, a voice slowly came out: "You...really want to enter the gate of life and death?"
"Can we still have a holiday?"
"Okay, then..." the voice of the First Evil Emperor sounded: "Please come in."
When the last word fell, the closed door of life and death slowly opened. At the same time, a black mist spread from the door of life and death.
Wherever the black energy passes, all life will be destroyed.
The black energy also seemed to have spirituality, sensing the existence of Yulian City, and suddenly turned into a poisonous snake, rushing towards Yulian City.
"That's annoying."
Yu Liancheng walked slowly towards the Gate of Life and Death, and the snake-like black mist suddenly dissipated when it was three feet away from the former, turning into a wisp of breeze and drifting away.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
