Chapter 13, Nine Sons and Ghost Mother, Black God Descent

When the Taoist first heard that Wen Jian was unwilling to learn the sword art he had mastered, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy in his heart, but when he heard the praise of his own martial arts in the latter words, his unhappiness disappeared.

He bowed his head slightly, and said to himself: "All the laws in the world are connected, and the dodge of this body method and footwork is actually no different from the dodge and attack method of a sword in his hand, but he must be flexible and flexible, and use his body as a sword to drive." It is difficult for ordinary people to be calm when fighting with others, and when they attack with their hands, they forget to take care of their feet, so that their bodies appear stiff and stiff. You use your mana to light your body, and play with me in this small carriage, remember to take care of your hands and feet with both distractions, and slowly experience this method of moving and flashing. ”

Wen Jian stood up, and when he saw that Tongweizi also got up with a smile, he attacked the wooden sword in his hand. After fighting for a while, the Taoist suddenly said: "Let's throw away the wooden sword in your hand first, only use your own body as a sword, and move it with your feet to make your body dodge my sword momentum." ”

Yiyan threw the wooden sword, and the copyist felt sad. It's just that the place in this car is too cramped to jump high or retreat, and the trivino sword attack can't parry, even if you can try your best to avoid two or three moves, you will be hit on the fourth move.

Every time he lost his balance in a hurry, he would fall down, and even if he lightened his mana, he would smash it so loudly. Fortunately, the disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect who was driving was afraid of colliding with the taboo of the immortal family's figures, so he didn't push the car door to look, otherwise his ugliness would be revealed in front of others.

The crow who was hiding in the corner of the carriage to refine his qi was almost pressed under Wen Jian several times, but he dodged it, but he didn't dare to stay in this carriage, so he simply moved to another car.

Practice makes perfect, and he was tortured by Tongweizi for several days, but he also figured out the doorway, and gradually understood how to call every muscle and muscle around his body.

On this day, Tongweizi converted two sets of swordsmanship and attacked 300 moves in a row, but he still did not stab the corner of Wen Copy's clothes. He asked himself that although he didn't do his best, he knew that it was enough for the young man in front of him to be able to practice his body to such an extent, and he was not necessarily weaker than his own family.

So he put away his sword and sat down, and said: "The so-called martial arts are just a way to defeat the enemy in response to the opportunity. ”

Seeing that there was only joy on Wen Copy's face, but there was no fatigue at all, Tong Weizi sighed: "After all, he is a disciple of the immortal family who has refined qi and cultivated to a high level, and he can learn this human kung fu much faster than ordinary people." If I choose a mortal to teach, I first need to help him boil his bones, and then teach him the crude method of refining qi and exhaling, and occasionally pass on the martial arts routines. By the time he achieves something, it will take about ten years. Then he passed on the multiplication method to help him comprehend the essentials of martial arts, and he had another ten years. Even so, the disciples of the master can only be regarded as skilled, if you fight with an immortal disciple like you, but you have to lose because of the unbearable cultivation of Qi cultivation, those skills can also be effective with one move. ”

Wen Jian smiled and comforted: "Why is the Dao Master so embarrassed and sighing? You are also an immortal figure who has cultivated qi to the innate realm now, what else do you say about the mundane, immortal family and the like?" He closed his eyes and concentrated, picked out some exquisite sword moves in the Styx sword qi and gathered them together, and used the method of spiritual transmission that the Styx Ancestor had used to pass on the spirit to the micro son, and said: "I have benefited a lot in the past few days, and these methods will be sent to the Dao Master to participate in enlightenment as a reward. ”

Tongweizi realized with his mind, and saw that it was the method of the sword in the immortal stream, and he felt that his own cultivation was hopeful. He was so happy that he forgot to say anything about the scene of thanks, and even if he was fully engaged, he began to enlighten.

Seeing this, Wen Jian did not disturb the Taoist, and pushed open the window to look outside. All he could see was some mountains, wild trails and other scenery, and he was in no mood to watch. Thinking of the half of the "Nine Sons and Ghost Mother Zhenjian" left by the "Uncle Xu" of the Wutai Sword Sect, he took out the leather scroll and began to study it.

After a cursory reading, the copyist will understand why the exercises recorded in this scripture are called "demon sects". It is because all the spells recorded in the course are not on the right path, and most of them need to be practiced by living beings, and the methods are cruel and not tolerated by decency.

The so-called Righteous Path Sect mostly refers to the Qi refining method held by the ownerless vitality of heaven and earth, and there is no need to ask for it from other living things when it is practiced, and it is a path that is self-contained and does not seek anything else;

Another example is the Twelve Yuanchen Skeleton Technique practiced by the woman surnamed Xu of the Wutai Sword Sect, a body of mana needs to be combined with the skeleton, and then it needs to be used to use the cold qi or the essence blood and soul of the Qi refiner to make it stronger. These methods are all intolerable to decency, and are accused of being the way of evil spirits.

After pondering for a while, Wen Jian felt that several evil spells in this demon sect scripture were quite consistent with the Taiyuan blood light that he relied on as the foundation, and if he cultivated both, in addition to the technique of the Blood God Son and the technique of the Styx Sword Qi in the future, he would have a few more things to defend himself against misfortune. Thinking that art is not pressing, he chose a spell named "Black God's Spell Descent" and practiced it.

According to the "Nine Sons and Ghost Mothers", refining this spell requires killing a pair of boys and girls, and the corpse will be suspended for seven days. After his blood and corpse qi merge and scab over, he releases his own essence blood to dissolve the dirty blood, and visualizes one of the four black god portraits of Rahu, Jidu, Baya, and Vima painted in the scriptures in his head, and at the same time recites the black god king's mantra, which will attract the remnant souls of the four black sky demon gods that fell in ancient times to descend and hide in their own internal holes.

These four demon gods were all born in the sea of Taiyuan blood, so that no matter which black god king's remnant soul was invited, it would need to be fed with the dirty blood of the boy and girl after their death every day to make it grow;

Wen Jian practiced this spell, but he saw that the Black God King was born in the Taiyuan Blood Sea, so he wanted to try to see if he could use his Taiyuan Blood Light to imitate the blood sea in the dantian to sacrifice. If it works, it means that the remnant soul of the Black God King can gradually grow and grow stronger by feeding on the Taiyuan blood light, but there is no need to do that cruel killing deed to feed the child's dirty blood.

Releasing a cloud of Taiyuan blood light in front of him, the text copy looked at it calmly, thinking of the portrait of the Black God King Poya in his mind, and reciting the Black God King's spell in his mouth. It didn't take long for him to see a trace of black qi between heaven and earth for no reason, and after throwing in the Taiyuan blood light released by his own house, he turned into a black god king with a nodule on the top of his head, three eyes on a green face, knotted muscles and flesh, four arms spread, and a blood wave on his feet.

This incarnation of Po Ya was only three inches in size at first, but when he inhaled a mouthful of Taiyuan blood light, he gradually became as tall as ordinary people, and his body also condensed by itself. At this moment, Wen Zhao suddenly heard the blood god seed in the dantian blood sea screamed, and saw that Po Ya's incarnation immediately trembled, and actually spit out the blood light that was sucked into it, and then shrunk his body and threw himself into his lower abdomen, sneaking into the blood sea to worship the blood god seed.

Seeing this, Wen Jian sighed: "The Blood God Son is indeed a great murderer, and even the remnant soul incarnation of the Black God King is afraid of it. Xuan thought again, "After the Black God King grows up, he has all kinds of talents and supernatural powers to use, and when he is completed, he is even more omnipotent in burning mountains and boiling seas, catching stars and taking the moon." Now that he has surrendered to the Blood God Son, he no longer has to worry about backlash, but he can rest assured that he will help him. ”

Moved by his heart, he continued to hold the spell and sacrificed the other three Black God Kings as well. They are: holding a black moon in his hand, hanging a leopard's tail, riding a blue elephant, the black god king Jidu who can make yin and thunder, Vima with nine heads, a hundred arms, and eight legs, who can make the fire of the underworld, and a three-headed, dragon-tailed, and holding a black sun in his hand.

The three Black God Kings were born one after another, and without exception, they were all subdued by the Blood God Seed in the Blood Sea of the Wenshu Dantian, and together with the first born Black God Wang Poya, they sat in the four positions of the Blood Sea, surrounded the Blood God Seed like a protector, and kept refining the Blood Sea to give birth to essence and tonic with it, but each only slightly ate a little Taiyuan blood light.