Chapter 78: The Ghost Hand Judge

At this time, several people had already left Gusu City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Tian Lai Novel ww The Seven Stars View is located in a wilderness in the suburbs, surrounded by overgrown weeds, not far from a sparse forest, and there are no dwellings. Stretching out along the dark brown path at your feet, you will find a blue wave. Lotus flowers bloom in the pond, and the night breeze blows, and the fragrance is fragrant.

At that time, it was already September, and the lotus pod had withered, but the lotus flowers were still delicate. This is only a suburb, not far from the downtown area, but this sparse forest, a pond, has isolated the downtown from the world.

A few people stepped on the moonlight, landed silently, and arrived in front of the Taoist temple in the blink of an eye. I saw that the black lacquer gate was mottled, and only the three red lacquer characters of the Seven Stars were very eye-catching. A few people didn't push the door, for fear that the sound of pushing the door would alarm the black-robed Demon Venerable. At this moment, I don't know if the black-robed Demon Venerable has arrived, but it is indeed close to the time.

Several people glanced at each other, stood up, swept over the gatehouse, and landed on the ground, as light as a leaf to the ground. They walked forward in fear, and their eyes were in shambles. The courtyard has been unable to distinguish the road, full of weeds and dead leaves, a layer of dust has fallen on the incense ding in front of the main hall, broken tiles and ruins, the four walls are covered with cobwebs, a decadent scene.

They saw the incense in front of the main hall, and they also saw the main hall. The two doors of the hall without wooden flutes have long been on the side, although the moonlight is dissolving, but looking into the palace door, the inside is still black and dark, and the scene in the hall can not be seen clearly.

They were about to take a step when they suddenly stood on their heels. At that time, the full moon was in the sky, and it was already slightly westward, and it was already the second quarter of the night. A figure descends from above, resembling a giant. Several people looked at the figure among the dead grass on the ground, and looked up in horror, only to see a person standing straight next to the shrine on the roof of the main hall. By dissolving the moonlight, it can be regarded as a real sight, the man has his back to everyone, he can't see the mask, he wears a dark coat, and wears a big felt hat, the brim of the hat is very low, and he must be able to see the face clearly when he reaches the front. There was no doubt that this person was none other than the infamous black-robed Demon Venerable.

Several people came late at night to see this person, and when they saw it at the moment, they didn't dare to squeak, looked at each other, dodged and hid behind the incense ding, and they all relied on their breath to watch the changes. Thinking that this black-robed demon venerable is famous, and his martial arts will reach an extremely high level, it is rumored that this person has also practiced magic and Xuangong, and the falling leaves and flying flowers within a hundred zhang can't escape his eyes. Although several people are all extraordinary in martial arts, especially Yue Rushan and Xie Bi, they are already among the best figures in the rivers and lakes today, but they dare not make a mistake in such a situation.

Several people stared at it, but saw that the black-robed Demon Venerable was standing upright, unmoving, and the night wind blew his black outer body to hunt. He raised his eyes to look at the bright moon in the sky, as if waiting for something. Several people were intimidated by his gaze, and they also looked at Mingyue together. In this moment, the bright moon is no longer so clear, and it is no longer so round. A dark shadow appeared on the edge of the bright moon, like a cloud, but not like anything. Suddenly, the light of the full moon dimmed. It was like a dark cloud drifting by, and the bright moonlight just now became dim, but those inconspicuous little stars emitted a brilliant light.

At this time, the black-robed Demon Venerable's body moved slightly, and his mouth muttered strange words that he couldn't understand and couldn't hear clearly, although he couldn't see his eyes, but he must have been excited. Xie Bi frowned, and was about to say something, when the light suddenly dimmed, as if he was about to give birth to something, as if even the things that were traveling in the night raised his frightened eyes and looked at the moon in the sky.

Several people were in their hearts, and they raised their eyes to look at the night. Suddenly, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared on the edge of the full moon, like a huge black dog, opening its bloody mouth and slowly devouring the bright moon. The full moon soon had an extra gap, and slowly became a semi-circular moon, as if it was only a blink of an eye, and the bright moon had become a hook of wolf teeth. Immediately afterward, not even the wolf's tooth was left, and it dissolved in the night out of thin air, and was swallowed into the stomach by the heavenly dog.

It was instantly dark in all directions, and everything in the eyes was already a little shadowy, but fortunately, several people were strong in martial arts, their eyesight was far farther than ordinary people, and they could still see things clearly. Huang Kui couldn't help but lower his voice and said, "The tengu has eaten the moon. Before Yue Rushan beside him could respond, he heard the black-robed demon venerable let out a long laugh, and the laughter was hideous and piercing, like a night owl. Immediately afterward, he opened his arms to meet the darkness in the night, and shouted: "Tengu eats the moon, strengthen my Danding true qi!"

Several people were intimidated by his voice and stared at him. I saw him slowly retract his arms, one palm on the top and the other on the bottom, showing a circle of hugging, and in an instant, a purple cloud of smoke came out between the two palms, and the smoke cloud slowly condensed into a circle, becoming more and more dense.

Yue Rushan only glanced at it, then couldn't help but sigh, and said in his heart: "This black-robed demon venerable is notorious, and I thought it was amazing, but it is also a martial immortal level, and his martial arts may not be stronger than me, it seems that he will die tonight, and it won't take much effort." As soon as his mind moved, the purple qi between the black-robed Demon Venerable's palms had turned blue, and it had gradually turned blue. At this moment, the wilderness in the dark night added a strange atmosphere out of thin air.

Yue Rushan was taken aback. It turns out that the internal strength of martial arts can generate various colors, but the practice of Xuangong is also divided into realms, and the same is also distinguished by the color of the true qi. The realm of martial arts can be divided into the martial arts level, the martial immortal level, the martial god level, the martial star level, the martial fighting level and the martial fan level, the higher the rank, the higher the martial arts. The corresponding true power colors are golden, purple, and red in order, and the true power of the martial artists below the martial star level has no color, and it also has no power to form colors, which naturally includes the martial star level.

When Yue Rushan saw the purple qi of the black-robed Demon Venerable, he had previously thought that he was only a martial immortal level, and he was between him and himself, so he didn't take it to heart, how could he not be surprised when he knew that the true qi of the other party had turned blue?

According to legend, the realm of Xuangong is also divided into several kinds, but at the beginning of learning, the true qi cannot be formed, and even the true qi does not come out. Those who can produce true qi are already good at cultivation, but only extremely high realm Xuangong cultivators can produce true qi of various colors. At present, there are only four kinds of Xuangong cultivation in this extremely high realm, which are the Tianzun Realm, the Heavenly Illusion Realm, the Heavenly Imperial Realm, and the Tiangang Realm. The corresponding True Qi colors are gold, orange, blue, and black.

Xuangong's Tiangang Realm cultivation is equivalent to the martial immortal level of martial arts, and the Tianyu realm is naturally equivalent to the martial arts level, that is, the supreme martial arts cultivation. And the Heavenly Illusion Realm is already higher than the Martial Venerable level, and the legend that the achievement of magic is better than martial arts. As for the Heavenly Venerable Realm, it can be said that there is no one in the world who has reached this skill yet. If you reach this realm, you will only be able to become an immortal, and it is almost the same as a real immortal, which is the supreme realm of the mystic law that the world dreams of. I am afraid that there will only be one such a master in hundreds of years.

At this time, the airflow between the black-robed Demon Venerable's palms had turned blue, and although it was not dark blue, it was already a blue color. When the color of this true qi turned to dark blue, his mystical cultivation entered the real Heavenly Imperial Realm and became a first-class master in the world. At that point, it will be a lot of trouble to get rid of him. Obviously, Huang Kui also thought of this, he lowered his voice and said: "The black-robed Demon Venerable has reached the critical juncture of his luck, if he breaks through the pass, it will be too late to deal with him, let's do it!"

They were originally here to deal with the black-robed Demon Venerable, and even if Huang Kui didn't say it, they couldn't be indifferent. So, a few people walked out from behind the incense ding. As soon as Xie Bi's hand grasped the hilt of the sword behind his back, he felt a black shadow flash in front of him. When I looked closely, I saw a black-robed man with a gloomy face standing at the door of the main hall. Obviously, he had been hiding in the main hall beforehand, and several people were unaware.

The man stood there motionless, but anyone could see that it would not be easy to kill him. The man smiled coldly and opened his mouth. However, although he was smiling, he could not see the change in his expression. His face was like a stiff stone, and he didn't even move his muscles. It seems that even if he wants to curse, his face will not change slightly. His eyes were white, and only occasionally or with a turn of the moment would he show that he was a living thing, as if he had put the head of a dead man on the body of a living man, lifeless and lifeless, and the sudden sight of it in this dark night made people's hearts tense for no reason. His voice was also like a stiff stone, without any emotional fluctuations, and he said, "You are so bold, do you dare to break into here and seek death?"

Xie Bi sneered: "Xie Mou's sword does not kill the nameless ghost, report the name!" The black-robed man said: "You may not know my name, it was a long time ago, since you want to know who died at the hands of whom, then it doesn't hurt to say it, I am the ghost hand judge of the past." His voice was flat and his face was constant, but several people were shocked when they heard this.

Just because this ghost hand judge has been famous more than 20 years ago, he is really a generation of strange masters in the underworld, his martial arts are unfathomable, although his ghost swordsmanship was not a must-have at the time, but it is also a rare opponent, there are no less than dozens of famous masters who died under his sword, and the elites of all sects and factions have it, even in the past, it was known as "Rather suffer three knives, not see Lao Zhao." Zhao Yinghao, the ancestor of the Iron Sword Gate, died under his sword, and Duan's name was empty. However, who would have thought that such a majestic generation of strange masters and ghost hand judges back then would now be other people's slave watchdogs, which shows how profound the black-robed Demon Venerable's mystical cultivation is.

Xie Bijian shrugged his eyebrows and said, "Are you really a ghost hand judge?" The black-robed man grinned, looking at the situation, he smiled, but there was no smile on his face, he said: "If it is fake, Tong Su is not bullied." ”

Xie Bi took a step forward and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard Huang Kui say, "What about the ghost hand judge, do you know who the two of them are?" The Ghost Hand Judge glanced at the two of them, stared straight at Huang Kui not far away, and said loudly: "No matter who it is, as long as they trespass here, it will be a dead end!" There was still no change in expression on his face, but his voice had become very cold, like frozen water.