chewing dragon

Chapter 175
In fact, Qi Jingzhi thought about it now, his own mount might also be a product of this Jiuzhen incident.

After it transformed from a normal horse into this appearance, it was supposed to be ferocious because of the gold and tiger spirits in its body, eat people and drink blood, and thus arouse the town demon academy in the county. Cowardly, he only dared to attack livestock and livestock, so he didn't attract experts to hunt him down, and he was at ease until he met Qi Jingzhi.

Not to mention Bannu, the ghost boy just chose tonight at such a terrible time, and ordered Mrs. Cui to turn Cui Zitao into a ghost, and then contacted Cui Zitao's identity as the county magistrate of Changle and the deep friendship between the Ding and Cui families. It's hard to say that they didn't go for Ding Chengyuan.

That Marquis of Anfeng was indeed facing a great enemy, and personally led his troops to surround the Changle County Yamen, but it was a pity that Lord Hu or someone else did not show up behind him.

In addition, the black-clothed demon monk who believed in Dahei Mingshen before was also quite strange. He found and released the sword ghost at this time, probably with the help of this time's change of Jinsha. As for whether there will be any follow-up Other plots are unknown because the death is too simple, but Geshu Dashi will definitely mention this matter to Anfenghou, so there is no need for Qi Jingzhi to worry about it.

Finally, there is the old man with a lame head who came and went in a hurry, not only has a very high level of cultivation, but also is obviously hostile to the tengu.

"Rely on the mountains and fall, rely on everyone to run! But there are demons blocking the way ahead, I just cut them off!"

Qi Jingzhi shook his head, still holding the Yinsha candlestick, turned around and stepped over the threshold of Baiyun Palace.

In the quiet night, although the Baiyun Palace, which was trampled by the statue of the Autumn God, made a gesture of opening the door to welcome guests, the inside was empty, and there was not a single person in sight.

Qi Jingzhi stopped in front of the main hall, seeing that it was already filled with the feet of the statue of the God of Autumn, 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 the way of God", he guessed before that he should use the people of the world to tame the wild nature of the earth, but he didn't know how to do it. In the land of the East China Sea, which is rich in golden energy, such a shocking scene can be laid out.

Qi Jingzhi looked at the other party's purple golden eyes, black golden claws, and the frost-gold fluff that danced without wind, and always felt that this lifelike God of Siqiu would come alive in the next moment and truly come to the world.

This thought lasted a lifetime, but his mind was gradually intimidated by it, and a trace of fear and a heart of refuge developed.

"Ok?"

Qi Jingzhi was terrified, the angry crane in his heart let out a long cry, spread his wings like swinging a knife, and wiped out all the delusions in his heart.

His eyes were clear for a moment, and when he looked at the statue of the God of Autumn again, although it was still as majestic as a mountain, it was no different from the golden pillars of the Marquis of Anfeng's mansion, and it was nothing more than a dead thing formed by the accumulation of immeasurable and majestic golden energy.

The distance is so close, Qi Jingzhi can clearly feel that the golden energy in the body of this statue is stagnant, there is absolutely no spiritual breath belonging to living things, and even the golden energy that emits different auras from various parts of the statue. The small differences are obviously pieced together, not a whole at all.

He felt a little relieved, but he still didn't let go of his vigilance, shook his head and sighed softly: "Although this autumn god is bestowed by the holy king, he was made according to the people's hearts, but if he comes back to life, it may not be a good thing, but a disaster." robbery."

The next moment, an old voice suddenly laughed beside the young man's ear, "Don't worry about the benefactor, the God of Si Qiu cannot be revived."

Qi Jingzhi suddenly turned his head to look, and saw a person standing beside him at some point.

This person's appearance is somewhat similar to Ding Chengyuan's, but he is several decades older than that Marquis of Anfeng. He is wearing a frosty white divine robe with several buttons shaped like gourds, which looks quite luxurious. .

Qi Jingzhi's thoughts changed suddenly, and he remembered the younger brother of Marquis Anfeng mentioned by Zang Hailiang, the commander of the county army, but Ding Chengyuan clearly said that his younger brother had no cultivation, and he only cared about chanting scriptures in the Baiyun Palace and ignored the common affairs. , but seeing it now is not the case at all.

He collected himself, held the Yinsha Candlestick in front of him, clasped his fists at the opponent and said, "We all respect you at Xiazhen Demon Academy, but is it Lord Ding Jing?"

The old man glanced at the bloody candle, and immediately bowed his hands in return: "The old man is Ding Chengli! The righteous act of sending a knife across thousands of miles, even I, who is far away, has heard of it. I must have been influenced by my elder brother. assignment?"

If you only look at appearance, this Ding Chengli is at least Ding Chengyuan's uncle, but he is the real half-brother of An Fenghou.

When Qi Jingzhi heard him claiming to call Ding Chengyuan his elder brother, he felt rather strange in his heart, and asked: "Master Ding Jing said just now that the God of Si Qiu can't be revived. I don't know why?"

The corner of Ding Chengli's mouth curled up, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked more and more like his elder brother: "Is the way of the holy king conferring the gods so old that a mortal can understand it? But since Qi Ji asked about it, I dare to speak out One or two."

"The God of Siqiu in my Daqi has always only set up the name of the god and did not pass on the name. This makes the Baiyun Palaces everywhere seem to enshrine the same god, but in fact there are different palaces and different gods. It can be said that there are several Baiyun Palaces, there are The gods of Siqiu are only because their source is not in the statues, but in the hearts of the 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 the people in different places have different feelings about autumn, and even have all kinds of strange things. The thoughts and prayers are far from each other, this is one of them."

"The mountains and rivers are different in different places, and the wildness in the land also has its own emphasis. The evil spirit contained and suppressed by each statue is also very different. This is the second."

"This makes the statues of the Autumn God in different places more or less different. It is difficult to say that they are the same statue. Not only is it absolutely difficult to integrate, but they will also restrain each other. The gods also have titles such as the God of Gold, the God of Heavenly Punishment, and the God of Sunrise.”

"For example, this one from Baiyun Palace in Jiuzhen County, which wraps around a snake and holds a battle axe, specializes in innocence, and is named Dong'a, respectfully begging for heaven!"

"When it comes to the image of the golden punishment, it is second to none even in the entire Daqi! Rather than saying that he is the god of Siqiu, it would be better to call him the god of the golden punishment!"

After Qi Jingzhi listened carefully to Ding Chengli's explanation, he felt refreshed, and thought to himself, "Is the god of the golden punishment... the real owner of the red gold knife chose Baiyun Palace in Jiuzhen County to raise the knife, presumably the root lies in this gone."

He thought for a while, then weighed his words, and confirmed to Ding Chengli: "According to Master Ding Jing, the god of Siqiu has no name and surname, and the beliefs of the people in different places and the wild nature of the land are different, so that many statues cannot be settled on one statue. , so the real God of Siqiu will not be born. At the same time, if there is a god statue in any place that is about to give birth to supernatural powers alone, it will be implicated by other god statues because of the name of the god?"

"Hehe, these are just the words of the old family. It's good to listen to Qi Jishi, but you don't have to take it too seriously."

Ding Chengli nodded and smiled, and said leisurely: "Just like the god of the golden punishment in front of us, there may not be a chance to be spiritual, but if you want to support such a majestic god body, carry the complex beliefs and majestic golden energy like mountains and seas, At the same time, I have to withstand the suppression of other god statues, I really don’t know how vast and tenacious spirituality can do it!”

Qi Jingzhi also nodded when he heard the words. If Qi Huchan, who was born spiritually, was allowed to enter the master, he might end up like a mantis being turned into a cart, and would be crushed into powder in an instant.

Seeing this, Ding Chengli smiled again: "It's getting late, and this old man still has evening classes unfinished, so I won't disturb Qi Jiji's official duties."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands again, turned around and drifted away.

Qi Jingzhi silently watched the other party's back disappear into the hall, and doubts arose in his heart.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't feel the slightest aura belonging to a monk from Ding Chengli, as if this person really looked like him, just an ordinary old man with no cultivation level, but Ding Chengli could see through the blood flame of Yinsha, and relaxed Walking between yin and yang, it can be said that he has a high level of cultivation and has no leaks in his body. It is impossible for even Marquis An Feng to hide it.

Qi Jingzhi suppressed these thoughts, took a few glances at the Yinsha candlestick in his hand, and warned himself again that he must not rely too much on foreign objects in the future and lose his vigilance, otherwise he will suffer a big loss sooner or later.

He didn't stay any longer, and walked quickly in the White Cloud Palace for a while, and he had already returned to the backyard where the members of the Wei clan had stopped.

Wei Bao stood alone among the coffins and corpses in the garden, his eyes were blank, and the red gold knife was tightly clenched in his hand.

Qi Jingzhi sighed secretly, did not show up to meet each other, but found an ancient cypress in the garden, stepped lightly on the tree several times with his toes, and his body was hidden in the dense canopy.

He found a suitable place to lean on, looked around, suddenly felt blessed, and pressed his empty right palm on a thick branch, and strands of green air burst out from between the palm fingers.

The green energy soon disappeared into the thick branches of the ancient cypress, but there was still nothing to hide in Qi Jingzhi's vision covered by blood.

After a while, the branches and roots of the whole ancient cypress had a faint cyan fluorescent light.

Qi Jingzhi closed his eyes, let go of all kinds of thoughts in his mind, and wholeheartedly merged into the ancient cypress that was hiding.

In a trance, he seemed to have grown countless arms and legs. These limbs of different sizes and lengths protruded from the gap between Yin and Yang shrouded in blood, and extended infinitely towards the high blue sky above and the thick loess below.

At this moment, no matter how small the airflow in the sky or the slightest vibration on the ground, Qi Jingzhi's perception cannot escape, and it can be said that it can be described as detailed and omniscient.

This feeling is really too wonderful, even if Qi Jingzhi is not in a good mood, he can't help but indulge in it.

I don't know how long it took, and in his induction, many extremely fine air currents suddenly rolled up in the back garden, and the countless leaves that fell on the ground began to move and roll along with it, and the fine rustling sound joined together.

These tiny and scattered air currents quickly merged and converged, like a wave that gradually rose, rising from the end of fallen leaves, dipping into the branches of many ancient trees in the garden, and wrath among the lush tree crowns, finally As for the erratic, torrential, hurricane sweeping, surrounded by the sound of wind and thunder, it whizzed away towards the distance.

Qi Jingzhi opened his eyes suddenly, and followed the strong wind blowing from the ground.

After just a few breaths, I saw a burst of flames shooting up into the sky from that direction, reflecting the sky red, and the sound of someone neighing could be heard faintly.

Qi Jingzhi made a quick distinction, and he saw that it was not Anfenghou's Mansion, nor was it any of the other three golden gates.

This turn of events 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 foot and walked a few steps towards the gate of the back garden, but stopped suddenly, staring back at his family's coffin corpse, quite at a loss .

Before he could make up his mind, the sky in all directions was illuminated by fire almost in no particular order, and pillars of fire and smoke rose into the sky one after another, competing for glory with Jinzhu, Qiushen and the three golden gates.

Qi Jingzhi looked around, feeling awe-inspiring in his heart: "Ding Chengyuan used to be bait everywhere, but now there are fish biting the hook everywhere!"

He just had this idea, and there was a sudden change in the back garden.

A big golden rooster popped out from the ground, and on the golden comb was actually a candle made of gold, burning a golden candle.

As the golden rooster ran happily in the garden, the golden candle above its head crackled and sprinkled drops of shiny wax oil.

The golden wax oil fell on the ground and immediately ignited the dry fallen leaves. In the blink of an eye, several fires were ignited in the back garden of this Baiyun Palace.

"What is this?"

Qi Jingzhi was surprised, but he also secretly raised his vigilance: "Although this golden rooster wearing candles is strange, it can indeed set fire, but it doesn't seem to be very powerful. It should not be able to cause the ferocious fire around it."

Seeing that the golden rooster had already run towards the coffin of his family members, Wei Bao immediately let out a roar, and ran after him, slashing fiercely with his red golden knife. The cloud snake, fog tiger had already been released, biting the golden rooster up and down.

The golden rooster wearing candles was obviously panicked. It raised its neck and croaked repeatedly. While running and jumping to dodge, it flapped its wings fiercely and circled high and low among the coffins of the Wei clan, spilling countless golden chicken feathers and wax. Oil.

Wei Bao's eyes were about to burst, and he was even more merciless in his shots, chasing the golden rooster even higher.

Seeing that the candle-wearing golden rooster was almost level with the crown of the tree where Qi Jingzhi was, suddenly a gust of wind blew up in the air, blowing the lantern flower above the golden rooster's head to turn left and right, as weak as a golden bead.

I saw the lantern flower and golden bead spun a few times, suddenly expanded into a big fireball, then rolled down from the golden wax, and smashed down on the coffins below.

Unable to agree, Wei Bao immediately shouted angrily, leaped up, and slashed at the head.

There was a bang, like a firecracker exploding, the golden fireball transformed from the lantern exploded in the air, scattered sparks all over the place, and disappeared without a trace.

Qi Jingzhi, who was still watching patiently, had his eyes fixed, and he held Jian Renshou's knife handle with his backhand.

Because at the place where the golden fireball was originally, a black-clothed old woman with a gloomy face suddenly appeared.

She was no more than three feet long, and she didn't land on the ground after she appeared, but was as light as a feather, floating in the air with the wind.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there was a fish that slipped through the net!"

The old woman in black was condescending, and she gave Wei Bao a sinister smile, with few teeth left in her mouth: "The hearts and livers of the Wei clan can still be seen, you can dissect them yourself, don't let my old lady do it yourself !"

(End of this chapter)