Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 9 Shinto Gold Liquid
Zhang Yuqing heard the conversation between the two clearly.

His eyes fell on the emaciated man.

"magician?"

Demons are born with intelligence and blood inheritance.

The demons are not demons in nature. They are humans. They were originally humans raised by the great demons of the demon country. They practiced demon methods, refined demon blood, and transformed into demon bodies.

Originally from the human race, he worked for the demon race.

During the confrontation between the Great Yong Dynasty and many demon kingdoms outside Shanhaiguan, these demons played a great role.

The list of sins is almost too numerous to describe.

"So, Chijing helped Xu Sheng collude with the demons and prepared to offer virgins and virgins as sacrifices to the great demon snake mother in Longshou Cave."

Zhang Yuqing leaned against the courtyard wall, holding his breath and concentrating, his eyes sharp.

I thought it was just a trivial matter.

I never wanted to stumble upon a big case.

He is even more famous as a teacher.

He held the ink knife tightly, adjusted his breathing, and his body rose and fell slightly.

Walk? That doesn't exist? Today this black sword must see blood, human blood or demon blood.

"Who? Come here!"

The snake-eyed demon noticed the movement and turned to look over with stern eyes.

"court death!"

call out--

Zhang Yuqing took action decisively, using the unskilled Tiyunzong.

The majestic energy and blood like red jade flowed into the divine feet. His body was as light as a bird, leaping high in the sky. The blade of the sword in his hand was like a cold flash of silver light under the dim moonlight.

In just a few breaths, he dived and slashed in front of the demon and Xu Sheng.

Qi-blood warriors are different from ordinary people in terms of strength, speed, and reaction. Although they cannot cut with the sword energy of Pilian Yinhua, the terrifying power of vertical slashes with the long sword is enough to easily cut apart the demon.

"Humph, ignorant human race!"

The demon pulled out a sharp sword and blocked it in front of him.

The swords clanged together and clanged.

"We can't let him go."

The leader of the Chijing Gang, Xu Sheng, had a murderous intention. He clasped his five fingers and bent them into sharp claws, attacking Zhang Yuqing's chest, the strong wind howling.

His collusion with the demon must never be spread.

Otherwise, there will be death but no life.

Pure Yang Great Gong Golden Bell Cover!
Zhang Yuqing activated this horizontal training method, and the red jade energy and blood surged, and the skin on his body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light.

Sonorous——

Xu Sheng's claws fell down, as if they had hit gold and iron.

His expression changed slightly. Such a skill was able to block his dragon-detecting hand.

"who are you?"

After one blow, Xu Sheng retreated far away, avoiding Zhang Yuqing's next sword strike.

"Butcher."

Zhang Yuqing was indifferent, his heart was as calm as water, and he fully displayed the sword skills he had practiced for half a year.

Change the day!

The sword has no name, but the sword technique is called changing the sun.

In exchange for clear sky and white sun, I dare to overturn the world.

This is an unparalleled sword technique, coupled with the indomitable momentum and the infusion of majestic energy and blood.

Who can match this sword!
Zheng——

The bright silver blade reflected Zhang Yuqing's expressionless face.

I don't know when a blood line appeared on the tip of the knife, and there was crystal blood flowing.

wow-

Xu Sheng was severely slashed on the chest.

It's a pity that Zhang Yuqing was not very experienced in a life-and-death battle after all, so he couldn't kill him with a single blow.

"A fledgling warrior should not think about ruining the snake mother's important affairs."

The snake-eyed demon's voice was cold, and it was obvious that Zhang Yuqing was inexperienced in fighting.

To deal with this kind of newcomer, you can use fierce tactics to interrupt the opponent's rhythm and fall into chaos.

He held his sword and struck down, one sword after another, with constant sword movements.

This sword style is called the Heavenly Snake Sword Technique, which imitates the path of a snake, and its moves are charming.

"kill!"

Xu Sheng roared, picked up a long spear, and attacked with the same force of messing up his cloak.

Sonorous~

But after dozens of rounds, Zhang Yuqing remained calm and gradually adapted to such attacks.

Five knives, six knives, seven knives per second!

The speed of swinging the knife is getting faster and faster, like a violent storm, and only the afterimage can be seen with the naked eye.

As fast as the wind and as aggressive as fire!
One knife after another, Zhang Yuqing felt that his whole body was smooth, and the essence of the knife technique that he had not understood in the past was easily understood.

"No wonder it is said that the sword and palm kill, and a bloody victory is better than a hundred days of practicing swordsmanship."

In an instant, he seized a fleeting opportunity.

He suddenly stepped forward with his feet, moved his body, and then used the Sun Changing Sword Technique that was close to Dacheng. He wielded the sword like an arm and struck straight at the demon's neck at a tricky and weird angle.

The demon hurriedly raised his sword and moved forward.

But seeing the black knife's offensive suddenly turn around, Zhang Yuqing turned sideways with a floating light step.

puff--

The demon's eyes were in disbelief, and he covered the back of his head in horror, blood gushing out.

"you…"

"What the hell are you doing? It's time to hit the road."

Zhang Yuqing slashed his head with one slash.

A line of blood was sprinkled on the green shirt, and bloody plum blossoms bloomed. When Xu Sheng saw this, his eyes were horrified and he retreated. He didn't care about his injuries and hurriedly escaped into the backyard.

"Can you leave?"

Zhang Yuqing's face was expressionless, and he looked strange at first and familiar at second.

It made him feel even more disgusting when he killed another person.

Follow up with a copy of the knife.

But I saw that there was a secret passage between the houses in the backyard.

He quickly caught up with the traces of blood, entered the dark passage, and came to the basement, where the oil lamp was bright and shadowy, and the light and shadow were swaying.

The smell of dampness and fishy smell came.

At the end of the journey, there are murals hanging high on the dome, with immortals and gods flying into the sky.

The green smoke is lingering and mysterious.

Xu Sheng, who had been slashed by Zhang Yuqing, was holding himself up, worshiping a Shinto stele, reciting a spell and calling out:
"Believers bow down to the great god Chixiao, worship Wuji to open the sky, and fight against the rotation of yin and yang..."

The theory of ghosts and gods has existed in this world since ancient times.

But Zhang Yuqing had never heard of such a weird sacrifice to the gods.

He looked at the Shinto Dharma Monument that was less than ten inches high.

There is an older type of writing engraved on it, which is a little blurry.

"Please come down to earth..."

Xu Sheng shouted anxiously, wishing he could finish it in one breath.

In a trance, the Shinto Dharma Stele bloomed with light, and a faint light hit his Heavenly Spirit Cap.

at the same time!

Zhang Yuqing raised his sword flat and slashed out smoothly, decapitating Xu Sheng.

However, a strange scene appeared. Under the dim light, Xu Sheng, whose head was beheaded, did not die immediately, but was struggling in pain.

There are bloody lines wrapped around the neck, extending continuously.

I want to replace the fallen head.

The scene was truly horrific.

"Is this...really the power of gods?" Zhang Yuqing felt guilty.

Even when he killed someone, he was not as trembling as he is now.

"Head, my head, give me my head back..."

The headless Xu Sheng was running around, his head's eyes were open and filled with blood.

"What kind of power is this?"

Zhang Yuqing frowned, not daring to be careless.

He kicked the opponent's head far away, stabbed Xu Sheng's headless body several times in the heart, chopped off his limbs, and then saw the tentacle-like blood line stop and he fell to the ground.

Zhang Yuqing did not dare to be careless and took a few steps back.

Watch quietly and watch the changes in Xu Sheng's body.

He had nothing to fear from this bloody scene.

What kind of ghosts and gods, beheaded with one blow.

Warriors are the most fearless of ghosts and gods.

"Honor me as a god, worship me as a god, your body will be immortal, and you will live forever!"

Suddenly, a vague sound came from his ears.

Far away in the sky, yet so close at hand.

The lingering sound made him feel trance-like and put him in a fairyland.

The murals on the dome of the flying immortals and gods seem to come alive.

Fairies dance, fairies play the harp, gods and men sing, goddesses lean on their arms and serve wine...

The skin-to-skin contact is like a dream, and you can't tell the difference between reality and illusion...

"Where did the crooked door...slant...way come from!"

Zhang Yuqing gritted his teeth, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips, which made him wake up for a moment.

Then he picked up the blade without hesitation and slashed hard at the Shinto Dharma Monument.

click-

The Shinto Dharma Monument, which was less than ten inches long, cracked, and the fantasy of flying immortals and gods in front of him disappeared.

Threads of red gas surged out from between the Dharma stele and headed toward Zhang Yuqing's body.

But the Zhang family tree in his body trembled slightly, absorbing all the red energy, and printed a mark on the first page of the family tree.

The mark shot out a ray of light that fell on the stars in the sky.

One of the stars bloomed with light, guiding Zhang Yuqing's consciousness.

The vision changes, and a golden clear spring emerges. The jade pond is the wall, and the mist of nature is slowly flowing and dripping.

A drop of gold liquid fell into Zhang Yuqing's body and turned into rich vitality, repairing his injuries in the blink of an eye, continuously nourishing the muscles, bones, meridians, and strengthening Qi and blood of the whole body.

The effect is not inferior to that of Dibao-level medicinal materials.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

Zhang Yuqing was surprised.

This golden clear spring is by no means an ordinary treasure of heaven and earth, and possesses the power of creation.

In this way, genealogy has more than just a function of teaching dharma from ancestors.

His heart was touched, and he looked up at the stars hanging high in his consciousness.

They are dotted and arranged in an orderly manner.

If these stars represent a kind of treasure, what a blessing it would be!

"The ancestors planted trees, and the descendants enjoy the shade. You must not deceive me!"

Zhang Yuqing sighed.

It's just that the power to unlock those star treasures seems to be related to the so-called gods.

He stepped forward and picked up the fragments of the Shinto stele one by one, preparing to take them back and study them slowly.

This is related to Zhou Tian's treasure house, and nothing can be done carelessly.

(End of this chapter)