Chapter 215: Three Hundred Years of Creating Monsters (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
Houjin, Xuelin.
The peaks that have been covered with snow all year round seem to be looming.
Mountains and forests are covered with ice and snow, showing beauty in the majestic and even more transcendent in the steepness.
The snow-capped mountain is not only magnificent, but also beautiful and upright, as bright as a crystal jade, brilliant as thirteen sharp swords, against the backdrop of the blue sky, like a silver vigorous jade dragon lying on the top of the mountain.
The scale of the Houjin map is comparable to the sum of Dayan and Zhao Guozhi, and it is divided into three major sections.
One is the plain area bordering the Yan State, where there are many assimilated Yan countries, Houjin people, regional features, humanities are very messy, although it is the territory of the Houjin, but there are some differences with the Houjin grassland tribes.
The second is the Houjin steppe tribe, the real rulers of the Later Jin, these tribes are the real nobles of the Later Jin Dynasty, they occupy almost all the rich grasslands of the Later Jin, and they are also known as the Houjin people.
The last one is the Great Snow Mountain behind the grassland, where it is cold and snowy all year round, with a lack of materials and sparsely populated.
However, this place occupies the land area of Houjin Sancheng, and there are still a few alien races living in the snow-capped mountains.
Houjin has always wanted to subdue these alien races, but due to the influence of bad weather, coupled with the fact that the alien races have many capable people, several crusades have ended in failure.
Some people say that these alien races are related to the pre-Qin period, and these people were originally also from the ancestral land, but later they were exiled to the ends of the earth because of the war.
There are also people who are different from the people of the ancestral land in nature, because their habits and beliefs are not recorded in the history books.
There are different opinions about people of different races.
In the majestic snow-capped mountains, there is an ice cave.
At the entrance of the ice cave stand several ice statues made of solid ice, which shine brightly and dazzlingly in the bright sunlight.
There were dozens of people in strange costumes gathered around, the first one was full of white hair like snow, his face was abnormally old, and his body was slightly rickety.
"Someone broke in?"
The white-haired old man asked.
A middle-aged man next to him said in a low voice: "That person's strength is very high, he killed Huaichi with one palm, and then calmly entered the secret place." ”
This middle-aged man is the patriarch of the Snow Mountain Clan.
The white-haired old man frowned and asked, "Can you find out what the origin is?" ”
The patriarch of the Snow Mountain Clan replied: "I just observed the corpse of Huaichi, surrounded by black qi, like demonic qi, it is very likely to be a member of the Dongluoguan Demon Sect. ”
The white-haired old man's brows furrowed even deeper, "Our Snow Mountain Clan and the Demon Sect have never had a grudge, why did this Demon Sect suddenly trespass on our clan's forbidden land?" ”
The patriarch of the Snow Mountain Clan asked in a deep voice, "Ancestor, what now?" ”
"The Snow Mountain Clan once swore to Heaven and Earth that no one from the Snow Mountain Clan would enter this ice cave."
The white-haired old man said indifferently: "I want to see who this person who dares to trespass is." ”
As he spoke, the old man sat down.
And the wind and snow that was originally whistling in the air stopped in an instant, and the masters of the surrounding Snow Mountain Clan saw this with a hint of respect in their eyes, and then retreated into the distance.
It was freezing outside the ice cave, and it was even more cold inside the ice cave.
An old man dressed in purple with crane hair and a childish face walked towards the depths with a fire fold in his hand, and there was a token hanging from his waist, which was the inheritance of the Demon Sect, the Heavenly Demon Order.
This person was Jiang Shang, the previous leader of the Demon Sect.
The fire shone brightly on his expressionless face.
The ice cave is very long, and the time spent walking two sticks of incense does not come to an end.
Most of the corpses on the ground were frozen into ice sculptures, and the clothes on these corpses were very old, and the weapons in their hands were also varied.
Jiang Shang recognized that these were the costumes of the Qin Dynasty, because this place was too cold, so these people were still not corrupted even if they had died for a thousand years.
After dozens of breaths, a cold aura rushed from in front of him, and Jiang Shang's heart suddenly trembled slightly.
"Huh!?"
Jiang Shang's eyes were like lightning, and he looked ahead.
I saw a huge ice sculpture in front of me, one zhang high and two zhang long, and if you look closely, the ice sculpture is not a living thing, but more like a cold, scarlet gas.
"Immortal blood!?"
Jiang Shang's pupils opened suddenly, with a hint of heat in his eyes, and his heart was beating violently.
From this huge ice sculpture, he could feel the extremely wonderful aura, which was the same as the blood he felt in Yuzhou City.
This shows that there must be the immortal blood he wants in this ice sculpture.
"Immortal blood, I finally found immortal blood again, hahahahaha."
Jiang Shang laughed, and tears even flowed from his eyes.
In the face of immortality, what about the half-immortal?
If he doesn't die, he can't be said to be a half-immortal, even a real immortal can reach it.
Soon, Jiang Shang calmed down.
Thinking of the last time he had refined immortal blood, he didn't rush to make a move at this moment, but looked at the ice sculpture and thought quietly.
Suddenly, he had an idea.
I saw Jiang Shang take a step forward, holding the fire fold in his left hand, and slapping it forward with his right hand.
Rumble!
The majestic True Qi went away like a tide, and suddenly the ice sculpture in front of it began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The ice sculpture is getting smaller and smaller, and the scarlet gas in it seems to be being compressed, making the ice sculpture redder and redder.
The ice sculpture, which was originally one zhang high and two zhang long, suddenly became only the size of a water tank, and it is still melting and becoming smaller.
And the scarlet gas was also frantically compressed, and the original scarlet gas turned purple-red, and even at the end it shone with a trace of black light.
As Jiang Shang's true qi continued to surge away, in the end, the ice sculpture was only the size of an egg, and at this moment, he suddenly withdrew his true qi.
"Whew!"
The egg-sized ice cube was sucked into Jiang Shang's palm, and the scarlet gas in it was compressed to the extreme, showing a black and red color.
"Immortal."
Jiang Shang held the large Xiaoice of eggs in his hand, and his breathing became a little short.
In the past 10 million years, how many people have pursued immortality, and finally died in the rolling years.
Eternal immortality, this is like a big mountain, blocking all the masters of the great master realm throughout the ages, and now he Jiang Shang is about to step over this mountain.
Jiang Shang took a deep breath, and then swallowed the ice cube directly without any hesitation.
The ice cube fell into his abdomen, melted in an instant, and then all the black and red gas from it was released, like a volcanic eruption, impacting Jiang Shang's heavenly spirit.
"Ah——!h
The next moment, a huge pain surged, and blood began to flow from all seven orifices.
Jiang Shang's face also became distorted because of this great pain.
This kind of pain was like roasting him on a flame, and his skin, flesh, meridians, and every nerve were enduring this great pain.
But Jiang Shang's strong heart was always extremely calm, and under this great pain, the corners of his mouth even showed a hint of a smile.
True Qi poured out from his dantian and headed towards all parts of his body, trying to suppress the red gas that erupted like a volcano.
Because Jiang Shang knew that this was just the beginning.
Dongluoguan, in a secluded courtyard.
On the soft bed, Zhao Qingmei's long eyelashes blinked slightly, as if the dark clouds had dispersed and the moon had emerged.
"It's so late."
Zhao Qingmei sat up suddenly, and then found that she was only wearing an underwear, and her face turned red at the moment, and she quickly covered the quilt.
"Awake?"
An Jing heard the movement in the house and slowly walked in.
Zhao Qingmei rubbed her head and blamed herself: "The sky is so bright, have you eaten it?" I'll get up now and get something to eat. ”
An Jing said lightly: "Lie down." ”
Hearing this, Zhao Qingmei immediately looked at An Jing, and then lay down on the bed obediently.
An Jing covered Zhao Qingmei with a quilt, "There is no stove room in this courtyard, so I asked Tan Yun to buy some food on the street, and I think she will come back in a while." ”
It is a very strange thing to say, Zhao Qingmei, as the leader of the Demon Sect, her inner ambition surprised An Jingdu, and she waved her robe and wanted to step on the rivers and lakes.
But sometimes, she prefers to cook and laundry, and take care of Anjing's daily trivial things.
In her bones, she not only wants to be a little woman snuggled by An Jing's side, but also wants to be the leader of the Demon Sect who can hold up a piece of the world.
Or rather, she wants to do everything well.
It's as if you want to swallow all the pain and tiredness.
An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei on the bed and asked, "Do you know what's wrong with you?" ”
Zhao Qingmei thought about it, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly: "I don't know, I just feel a little drowsy, and I don't know why I fell asleep." ”
With her cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for her to be mentally depressed, which shows that there must be something wrong with it.
An Jing said: "It's your dantian, I think there should be a problem with cultivating the Nine Shades Purgatory Demon Codex." ”
"Nameless Heart Sutra" is a fusion of Xuanmen, Demon Sect, and Buddhism martial arts, including the complete "Nine Shades of Purgatory Demon Classic" and "Great Day Rulai Zen Sutra"
"Dantian, is it a demon seed?"
Zhao Qingmei thought of something suspicious.
An Jing asked, "Are you talking about the demon seed condensed in the Demon Sealing Well?" ”
Zhao Qingmei nodded, and said: "The Nine Shades Purgatory Demon Book has been cultivated to the eighth layer, and it is necessary to condense the demon seed, at that time, it took me at least dozens of days to condense the demon seed, and the southern seniors under the sealed demon well assisted me, and it only took eight days to condense the demon seed. ”
"Senior Nan's cultivation is a great grandmaster, and his cultivation is also this "Nine Shades Purgatory Demon Codex", I think I should know some reasons, I will go to the Demon Sealing Well to ask her to see the situation."
An Jing pondered for a moment and said, "Don't go if you have come out of the sealed demon well, let me go, you can rest here." ”
For the extremely mysterious Sealed Demon Well, he was also full of curiosity as a master who had reached the realm of the Great Grandmaster.
Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing and said softly: "I'm a little worried if you go alone, that sealed magic well is more ordinary, and it is difficult to reach the deepest part."
If you want to find Nan Weiping, you have to enter the deepest part of the Sealed Demon Well, so many Demon Sect masters have entered the Sealed Demon Well, and few of them have been able to step into the stone cave of this Sealed Demon Well.
An Jing smiled: "Leave it to me, there won't be any problems." ”
Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei no longer insisted, and said: "Then you take the Heaven Turning Seal with you, and with the Heaven Turning Seal, you can also sneak into the Sealing Demon Well quietly." ”
"Okay."
Zhao Qingmei explained a few more words, and An Jingcai took the evil sword on the wall and left.
The Demon Sealing Platform is in the Dongluo Desert, more than 500 miles away from Dongluo Pass, the distance is not close, if there is no map, it is very difficult to find this place.
The desert was full of winds, the sand was flying, and the sky was dark.
The sun was scorching, as if it were about to burn the earth into nothingness.
An Jingxiu reached the realm of a grandmaster, coupled with the fact that the "Nameless Heart Sutra" could continuously absorb true qi, and the speed of traveling was extremely fast along the way, and it took about five hours to finally find that oasis.
In that oasis, there is a Qionglou Palace, elegant and magnificent, like a fairyland on earth.
This is the Holy Land of the Demon Cult, the Demon Sealing Platform.
At this time, the sky is dark, night falls, and the cold wind blows like a blade, which makes people feel a biting cold.
An Jing retracted all his breath and quietly fell into the demon sealing platform.
Because of the aura of the Heaven Turning Seal, it didn't seem to cause any reaction.
Not far from the main hall, there is a huge well.
The diameter of the wellhead is two zhang large, and there are four stone statues of green dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, and Xuanwu in the four sides of the wellhead, and these four stone statues are tied with iron chains, and the iron chains extend towards the wellhead, as if forming a strange formation.
Around the Sealed Demon Well, there is an extremely strong killing aura, and if you get a little close, you will feel your scalp tingle, and even your skin will ooze blood.
Seal the Devil's Well!
An Jing came to the mouth of the Demon Sealing Well and looked down.
The Demon Sealing Well is dark, and it seems that there is no bottom in sight.
An Jing took a deep breath and jumped towards the Sealed Demon Well.
"Whew!"
When the body entered the Demon Sealing Well, the surrounding bloody qi surged, like thousands of steel needles piercing, but these impacts had not yet approached An Jing's body, and they were instantly melted by the true qi of the protective body.
After a few breaths, he fell to the bottom of the well.
As soon as he fell to the bottom of the well, An Jing felt a faint coercion coming.
In this sealed magic well, there is a heaven and earth spirit element where the demon sect master sits, but in recent years, with Jiang Shang's perverse behavior, the lack of demon sect masters, making the heaven and earth spirit yuan in this sealed magic well secret place is also very rare, plus before Zhao Qingmei, Jiang Renyi and others came to the sealing demon well to take away some heaven and earth spirit yuan, it is even rarer.
An Jing walked towards the depths of the Demon Sealing Well, and encountered many corpses of Demon Sect masters along the way, and the Heaven and Earth Spirit Yuan in the bodies of these corpses were all taken away.
The more he walked towards the depths of the Demon Sealing Well, the greater the coercion, and even later made An Jing's brows tighten, and he felt a trace of pressure, but then the "Nameless Heart Sutra" worked, and that coercion instantly reduced a lot.
"This "Nameless Heart Sutra" is worthy of the martial arts of the integration of three secret methods, and it can actually block the surging coercion, if you get the "Big Dipper" again, what will this complete "Nameless Heart Sutra" look like?"
An Jing said secretly in his heart, but his pace was speeding up a few steps.
Suddenly, a corpse lying on the ground in front of him caught his attention, and before he could come forward to observe a voice in front of him.
"Junior, you are not cultivating the Demon Sect Mind Method, how did you get into this Demon Well?"
"The seniors should be the southern seniors, and the juniors are safe."
An Jing's heart moved, and he hugged his fist in front of him.
The voice came again: "An Jing, you are Zhao Qingmei's husband?" ”
An Jing said in a deep voice: "That's right, I came here this time because I want to ask Senior Nan some questions, and by the way, I will try to help Senior Nan cut off this Nine Heavens Xuantie." ”
"If you have a heart, then you can enter the stone cave."
An Jing nodded and continued to walk forward, and as the Nameless Heart Sutra moved, he soon saw the stone cave.
"Bang dang!" "Bang dang!"
As the sound of the chain concussion sounded, Nan Weiping's voice came: "Please come in." ”
An Jing's eyes narrowed, and he took out the fire fold and walked slowly into the stone cave.
At this moment, a black light suddenly appeared on the book in his mind.
"Tip 3: There is a black chance near the host."
An Jing's heart seemed to be thundering, but his face was silent.
Nan Weiping looked at An Jing who walked in, and was secretly shocked in her heart, and couldn't help but say: "You are the husband of that little girl, not only is you good-looking, but your cultivation is also amazing." ”
Originally, she thought that Zhao Qingmei had already amazed her when she arrived at the Grandmaster, but the young man in front of her didn't seem to be very old, but he had also reached the Grandmaster realm, how could she not be surprised?
Could it be that in this outside world, the grandmasters have gone everywhere?
"The seniors have won the prize."
An Jing followed the sound and saw an old woman not far ahead, her body was covered with dense iron chains, binding her arms and ankles.
Nan Weiping sighed with emotion: "At your age, even if it was a thousand years ago, you were a genius, this is not an award, what is the matter with you coming this time?" ”
This couple is really more evil than a demon, and they both have the qualifications of great grandmasters.
An Jing hugged his fists and said: "The demon seed in the Qingmei dantian is a little weird, and there is a faint demonic energy, and in recent days, she has been even more drowsy and very unenergetic, and the younger generation specially came to ask." ”
Nan Weiping waved her hand and said with a smile: "This matter is normal, this demon seed has taken root, and now it is germinating, and when the time comes, it will gush out infinite vitality, and then she will reach the ninth layer realm, and even her cultivation will rise." ”
An Jing frowned and said, "Normal? I think that the demonic qi is a little weird, and it is completely out of control in the body, is this normal? ”
A glint flashed in Nan Weiping's eyes, "The Demon Sect has always been like this, while he can make you advance by leaps and bounds, it will also bring constraints. ”
An Jing nodded, the Demon Sect exercises are indeed like this, the cultivation speed is extremely fast, but it has extremely strong side effects, Nan Weiping is not wrong about this.
Nan Weiping chuckled lightly and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry, after it is completely sprouted, there will be no such situation." ”
An Jing bowed his head slightly and sighed, "Okay." ”
Nan Weiping continued to be relieved: "With me here, you can rest assured." ”
An Jing took a deep breath and said, "Then the junior will fulfill his wife's promise to see if the sword in my hand can cut through the Nine Heavens Xuantie and save the senior." ”
"The ——! of the Waves"
As the sword of suppressing evil was drawn, the stone cave seal was cold.
"Good sword!"
Seeing this, Nan Weiping couldn't help but admire.
An Jing's true qi was like a vast river and lake, instilled on the sword of suppressing evil spirits, and then slashed towards the front.
The sword light roared, as fast as lightning, with an endless sharp momentum, as if it was about to split the entire cave.
Seeing the moment this sword light hit, Nan Weiping suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and stretched out his hands to block his chest.
"Sonorous!"
The sword light slashed hard at the iron chain, and suddenly there was a deafening sound of gold and iron clashing, as if it was about to shatter the eardrums.
"Stomp Pedal Pedal
Nan Weiping's footsteps retreated to the rear again and again, his face became very ugly, and he said coldly: "Boy, are you going to cut the iron chain, or do you want to cut off the old body?" ”
Where did this sword seem to be slashing at the chain, it was clearly slashing towards her head, if she hadn't reacted fast enough, even the body of a half-immortal would have been difficult to stop that sword.
An Jing said expressionlessly: "Old thing, you can deceive my wife, but you can't deceive me, the Nine Shades Purgatory Demon Book can only be cultivated by the Demon Sect Master, even if you are the wife of the Demon Sect Master, I am afraid that you are not qualified to cultivate." ”
"Besides, how the hell did you get interned here, you must have committed an extraordinary crime."
From the moment the book from the ground prompted, he had been on guard against Nan Weiping in front of him, and the sword was a temptation, obviously Nan Weiping had already prepared.
Nan Weiping raised her eyebrows, "Junior, this is the secret of the old body, how can I tell you so easily?" ”
An Jing's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "Old thing, don't pretend, what is that demon seed?" ”
Hearing An Jing's words, it was as if Nan Weiping's last fig leaf had been torn off.
"Okay, what a clever boy."
Nan Weiping's facial muscles twitched, and she saw that her facial features had become distorted and terrifying, and she laughed wildly.
"Hahahaha!"
An Jing looked at Nan Weiping, who was in a frenzy in front of him, and felt a little chill in his heart, and the evil sword in his hand was held tighter.
Nan Weiping's blood-red eyes stared at An Jing deadly, her voice in her throat was sharp and piercing, and she roared hoarsely: "Do you know how many years I've been here? More than 300 years! That's 300 years! Do you know what 300 years is? ”
"I've been trapped here for more than 300 years, do you know how I've lived for more than 300 years? Every year, every month, every year I look at the stone cave without light, my body has completely returned to this darkness, and my heart is also merged into the darkness. ”
The old woman in front of her and Fang Cai were calm, and the solemn Nan Weiping seemed to be two people.
In addition to the coldness in the blood-red eyes, there is madness and distortion, which makes people feel creepy and shudder.
This time is the most terrible medicine in the world, and the best poison.
Three hundred years can be a great saint, and it can also create a terrible monster.
Three hundred years of silent torture have long distorted the humanity in her body and turned her into an extremely terrifying, devouring monster.
Everything turned out to be just her disguise.