Chapter 187 Ancient Qi Training
"Kill!"
After receiving the order, Lan Cai and 'Lu Biao' rushed to Han Xiangzi Zhou Xiaoai like a gust of wind. They smiled ferociously, and their right hands were like claws from a blue dragon, suddenly piercing Zhou Xiaoai's chest, and their five fingers like steel claws tightly grasped the opponent's heart.
"Lu Biao, you..."
Zhou Xiaoai never thought that he would be attacked by his own people. Just now he thought Lu Biao wanted to take action against Qiaoyin's mother.
His brother wanted to kill someone, so he didn't stop him.
Who would have thought that the deceased good brother ‘Lu Biao’ was going to kill him!
“Bang~~”
His heart exploded, and the blood mist in the sky instantly turned into a ball of pure Yin Qi, which was completely absorbed by Teacher Bai who turned back to his true form in his mind.
On the city wall, Tieguai Li Zhuqi saw this scene and suddenly realized: "His brother, could it be that I felt something was wrong when I saw Lu Biao before? It turned out to be a lie! The little lady is not timid, she dared to fight against the tiger Pulling teeth out of your mouth!”
"Where are you? As long as my master is here, you evil ghosts will all die tonight!"
Bai Ling killed Zhou Xiaoai with lightning speed. Instead of continuing the killing spree, she stayed by Qiaoyin's mother's side to prevent her from encountering any unexpected events.
As for the remaining four ghosts Zhu Qi, Wang Erba, Fang Dali and Lu Feixiong?
Brother Long hates how few ghosts come here!
There was no need for her to take action at all.
Of course, she couldn't beat Tieguai Li Zhuqi, so she could only fight with Wang Erba and Fang Dali.
"Your master?"
Zhu Qi subconsciously turned to look at Cheng Long.
At the same time, Cheng Long, who had endured the murderous intention for a long time, gave him a cold smile, then suddenly grabbed a shining red Miao knife, twisted and swept it, the knife in his hand cut through the silence like a bolt of lightning. A violent red sword burst out in the night sky. As the sword swept across, it seemed as if there was an unstoppable force pushing the blade forward.
The two ghosts Fang Dali and Lu Feixiong standing behind Cheng Long had no time to defend themselves. Their ghost bodies were as fragile as tofu, and they were cut in half by the gang energy on the spot.
The next moment, the four sections of the ghost body, divided into two parts, turned into blue smoke and dissipated completely.
“䱱……”
Zhu Qi's eyes were about to burst. In just a short moment, he witnessed the murder of three brothers, which made him angry and wary of Cheng Long.
Now it was just Zhou Xiaoai and Lu Feixiong who were killed instantly. He wouldn't care. They were just two fierce ghosts. He could kill them easily, but Fang Dali was different.
The ghosts who are second only to the ghost king all have ways to save their lives. The Eight Ghost Immortals Lu Dongbin and Fang Dali in the movie once used the trick of spreading beans to create an army against Yuan Detai.
Although Fang Dali spread the beans and formed an army, he just transformed into a group of imps and had little power.
But that was just because Fang Dali's practice time was too short and he was unable to exert the true power of this magical power.
It would take a lot of effort for Zhu Qi to kill this brother.
The scene in front of him not only frightened Zhu Qi, but also frightened Wang Erba.
Looking at the majestic Eight Immortals, only Zhu Qi and Wang Erba were killed in the blink of an eye. Lu Biao also transformed into a beautiful female ghost in white clothes. Qiao Yin and Er Wu, no matter how stupid they were, , you can also see the problem.
"Mr. Cheng, you could obviously save my father, why did you kill him?"
Qiaoyin couldn't help but question, while Erwu glared at each other. If Mr. Cheng couldn't answer, then don't let them retaliate.
"Because the Eight Immortals are your father's calamity. If I kill him, I am fulfilling him! Forget it... Do you believe it or not..." Seeing the doubts in Qiaoyin and Erwu's eyes, Cheng Long didn't bother to explain, and tiptoed With a slight click, it turned into a phantom and disappeared.
The next moment.
Then he came to Cao Guo's uncle Wang Erba.
"W-what do you want to do?"
Wang Erba was obviously a ghost, and a very powerful one, but when he saw the murderous man who slashed Fang Dali and Lu Feixiong to death appeared in front of him, he was so frightened that he backed away, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Take your life!"
laugh!
The magic knife swept across Wang Erba's ghost body from bottom to top. Wang Erba's half-hidden body was immediately split into two parts. The upper part lost its connection. When Dang even slipped down from above, the neat knife edge on his lower body , like a smooth mirror placed at a 45-degree angle.
It's just that the mirror is covered with blood, and the internal organs are clearly visible and still squirming.
But these are fleeting images.
The moment after Wang Erba was killed, all the remaining energy was absorbed by Cheng Long.
Seeing this, Tieguai Li Zhuqi no longer had the idea of massacring the city, killing him until the rivers of blood flowed, and turning the area into a ghost.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.
escape!
No matter how far you run, you must stay away from right and wrong, and stay away from the evil star Cheng Long.
His brother, if they had known that this guy was so cruel, how could they have thought of avenging their little sister Yucan? This was not asking for their own death!
Even ghosts and evil spirits can be dealt with with one blow, and Zhu Qi has no intention of fighting.
He didn't think that he, a fledgling ghost king who had been dead for less than three days, was qualified to confront the opponent head-on.
The Miao Dao that exuded a coquettish red light seemed to be the nemesis of evil spirits like them. If they were struck by the sword casually, their souls would be shattered.
It makes no sense!
"Want to run?"
"You're such a lame person, where can you run away?"
Seeing Zhu Qi turning around and fleeing in the dark wind, Cheng Long chased after him without even thinking.
How could Zhu Qi's ability to control Yin Feng compare to his?
But in an instant, Cheng Long passed by Zhu Qi and blocked the only way.
"Get out of the way!"
"Don't force me to die..."
Zhu Qi's face was ferocious, his whole body was glowing with green light, and his eyes were filled with evil energy.
"What you are saying sounds a bit familiar. By the way, the Nine-tailed Fox, the ghost king who lives in the Yunlang Mountains and takes pleasure in stealing brides, also said that he would fight me to the death..." Cheng Long said with great interest.
"What's the result?" Zhu Qi asked subconsciously.
"I'm still alive, what do you think the outcome will be?"
Say it!
Cheng Long rose into the air, and a surging demonic energy escaped from his body. The demonic flames all over his body were like a great demon god, and he slashed at Zhu Qi's thick neck with his sword.
Sizzling...
The evil and ghostly aura lingering in Zhu Qi's body was instantly dissolved when it came into contact with Cheng Long's demonic aura. Then his whole body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, wrapped in the demonic aura and unable to move.
The next second.
A huge head rose into the sky.
"Hmm~~ It feels so good!"
A majestic warmth flowed into his body, making Cheng Long couldn't help but feel relieved.
The energy provided by Zhu Qi is comparable to the other five combined, or even more.
Judging from past experience, Zhu Qi provided at least 130 to 40 people. The five evil spirits such as Fang Dali and Wang Erba were less, which is equivalent to one nine-tailed fox, that is, 120 to 30 people. The measure of the wicked.
The total amount of energy harvested tonight is 2670 servings!
To be honest, not much.
Before Cheng Long traveled through time, it was much easier to destroy a gang in the casino city of Las Vegas.
What he wants to do most now is actually to visit the City of Wasted Death occupied by the Black Mountain Old Demon. If all the evil spirits in the City of Wasted Death deserve to die, it will be an unprecedented super feast.
By then, not to mention practicing to the middle stage of the Golden elixir, it is not impossible to reach the late stage of the Golden elixir, the Great Perfection of the Golden elixir, or even the higher level Nascent Soul stage...
"Teacher Bai, let's go!"
Cheng Long returned to the execution ground and waved to Bai Ling who was beside Qiaoyin's mother.
He promised Yuan Detai to protect his wife, daughter and disciples from death. Now that he has fulfilled his promise, there is no need to stay.
What's more, Qiaoyin and Erwu still hate him for hacking Lao Yuan to death.
But just as the master and servant were preparing to return to Yunlang Town overnight, a golden light suddenly flashed behind them, and a figure came up quietly in front of everyone.
This man was several feet tall, and his whole body was covered in bright golden armor, as if he were a god of war who stepped out of mythology.
His armor was engraved with complex cloud patterns and mysterious runes, and each piece of armor shone with dazzling light, as if made of pure gold.
His face was cold and majestic, his eyes were as deep as stars, emitting sharp light, and his brows revealed an awe-inspiring and inviolable heroic spirit, which was intimidating.
His appearance suddenly changed the silent atmosphere of the execution ground...
"Dad, is it you?" Qiaoyin said ecstatically.
"Hmm~~" Yuan Detai, who had accepted the imperial title and joined the Evil Punishment Department, nodded with a smile, and then said: "Qiaoyin, Mr. Cheng just killed me to save me from disaster. You can't be too stubborn and kill your benefactor by mistake. Be an enemy.”
"Dad, my daughter realizes her mistake."
Qiaoyin hurriedly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
It's not that she doesn't know how to repay her kindness, but Cheng Long obviously has the ability to kill the Eight Immortals, but he hesitates to take action. He has to wait until his father is forced to die before taking action, which makes her confused.
It wasn't until she saw her shining golden father that she understood the reason. "Honey, what are you doing?"
Qiaoyin's mother looked up at her husband, her eyes full of disbelief.
"Thanks to Judge Zhong's appreciation, the little old man is now a general judge of the Underworld's Punishment and Evil Department, and needs to go to the underworld to enforce the law..." Yuan Detai was assigned the position of the Underworld's Righteous God, and he was an upper-level figure in the Underworld's Punishment and Evil Department, so he joined the job Only after being awarded the title will he become so tall.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he reached the sky in one step.
Among the executioners, they belong to the group with the best treatment.
"Then what will I do in the future?" Qiaoyin's mother has been with Lao Yuan for half her life. What she wants to do most now is to die and continue to follow her husband.
"Urge Qiaoyin and Erwu to get married, let them have a few more children, and then adopt one of them to my Yuan family to continue the family line."
Yuan Detai saw that his wife was determined to die, so he gave him an important task.
In ancient times, the inheritance of incense was really not a trivial matter.
Married daughters are thrown away, and if young people are not urged to have more children and adopt one to the Yuan family, the incense of his lineage will be cut off.
"Master, your golden sword!"
Erwu knelt down on one knee and took the initiative to present the golden knife.
"You keep this knife as a dowry left to Qiaoyin as your master. From now on, you must treat Qiaoyin kindly. If you treat her badly, she will depend on you, but the knife will not depend on you."
"Master, how dare I? She has always bullied me since the day I became a disciple. How have I ever bullied her?" Erwu smiled. He didn't dare to bully Qiao Yin before, and he was even more afraid now. Dare.
My father-in-law works as a general judge in the Underworld Punishment Department, and he has a golden sword to supervise him. If he dares to be dishonest, he may be killed at any time.
"From now on, when your teacher is no longer around, you must learn to talk less and do more, master your craft, and stop being a dump."
"Yes, Master."
Finished talking about family matters.
Yuan Detai turned to look at Cheng Long and smiled: "Mr. Cheng, Judge Zhong asked me to transfer this token to you. If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved in the future, you can ask him to come forward."
Whoosh!
A token with a simple texture and the size of a palm fell into Cheng Long's hand in a parabola shape from top to bottom.
It feels cold to the touch, and a divine light flows inside.
"Thank you bro."
After Cheng Long accepted Zhong Kui's token, he handed it over and thanked him.
"Mr. Cheng, I'm leaving."
"Walk slowly."
Early the next morning.
Cheng Long lifted off the cool quilt and walked to the window as usual to start a new day of morning exercises.
Teacher Bai, who has a jade body, his flawless ghost body is much more solidified than yesterday. Bathed in the morning light, he can hold on for twenty or thirty seconds longer.
But when the time comes, you still have to go.
She didn't want to lose her soul.
About a quarter of an hour later.
After finishing his practice, Cheng Long returned to the bedside, picked up the soul-nourishing jade and put it in the storage column.
Last night, Yuan Detai showed up to say goodbye to everyone. Qiaoyin and Erwu knew they had made a mistake, so they both knelt down and begged for his forgiveness. Of course, he had no intention of arguing with the junior.
However, he later refused the request to stay for the wedding banquet.
……
A few days later.
In Yunlang Town, Wumen lives.
"General!"
Cheng Long pushed the two cars one after another to the nine-square grid on Yan Chixia's side, completely blocking the opponent's path. Either way, everyone would die.
"Gululu~~"
Yan Chixia depressedly took a big sip of Erguotou and said helplessly: "I said you kid, can't you just let me order it? Do you understand that you respect the old and love the young?"
"I've given you a lot of moves, but you're bad at chess. Who can blame you?"
Cheng Long rolled his eyes angrily.
He returned to Yunlang Town three days ago and spent a day outing with Mochou. On the second and third days, he stayed at Wumenju, discussing Taoism, exchanging skills with Yan Chixia, and occasionally playing chess.
Of course, only during the day.
"Hmph~~Gululu..."
Yan Chixia took the opportunity to take another sip of wine and changed the conversation: "I'm leaving. The world is not peaceful recently and evil spirits are everywhere. You have nothing to do when you have nothing to do. Why don't you come with me for a walk?"
"I've only been back for a few days, and I won't leave for the next ten days and a half." It's not that Cheng Long doesn't want to go out to slay demons, but he promised Mochou that he would stay with her for half a month.
"That's a pity. I still want to teach you the art of sword control on the road."
"Can't we teach now?"
"No." Yan Chixia shook her head and said: "The art of sword control is different from the art of breath gathering. It is a practice method, derived from the ancient art of qi training. However, whether practicing sword control or the original qi training art, there are A prerequisite is to have a "mind's eye" , you can feel the existence and flow of "qi", and then control it, and then use "qi" to construct other shapes, such as weapons, organs, objects, etc. The higher the ability, the more similar the objects you create will be to the real thing. The stronger the power..."
"According to you, as long as you learn how to practice Qi, you can create all kinds of weapons in the world?"
Cheng Long frowned slightly and his expression became serious.
Why does Yan Chixia's sword-controlling skills sound so similar to the setting in "Wu Geng Ji"!
Ziyu, the Qi Refiner in Wu Geng Ji, is the younger brother of King Zhou. He is so powerful that he can even kill gods and even fight with the sky.
If he could learn Yan Chixia's qi training technique, wouldn't it be a dual cultivation of demons and qi?
"That's right, but this ancient qi training method is too profound, and I can only scratch the surface of it." It's not like Yan Chixia has never thought of giving up weapons and concentrates on practicing qi training. She luckily constructs weapons to kill monsters and monsters. .
However, his talent is not that good, so he can only practice Qi. If he wants to turn his luck into a weapon and transform it into a physical object, it is simply impossible to reach the sky.
"I want to give it a try, how about a box of Maotai?" Cheng Longguo clicked on the bidding code.
"Two boxes."
Yan Chixia stretched out two fingers in a philistine manner.
"One and a half boxes, plus one box of Erguotou."
Cheng Long only brought two boxes of Maotai. He previously opened the box and gave away one bottle, but now he gave Yan Chixia at most one and a half boxes, and reserved the other two bottles for other uses.
"Deal."
Yan Chixia reached into her arms with her right hand, took out the sheepskin scroll that had been prepared, and said with a smile: "Now, what is written on it is Qi training. The corners are missing a little, but it's not a big problem. There are more than ten or twenty missing. Just a word.”
"No wonder you can't practice qi training and can only practice a simplified version of sword control."
There is a missing corner of the parchment. Although there are not many missing words, anyone who has read ancient books knows that there is no documentation for the punctuation marks, so it is difficult to find the correct reading. Not to mention that there are a dozen or two crosses missing, just one There is no shortage of words, that is, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand people, and each of them has a different understanding from ordinary people.
Now he only feels that one head is as big as two.
"Watch it first. If you feel it's too big, wait until I come back and I will teach you how to control the sword."
After a pause, Yan Chixia grinned and said, "Don't forget, you still owe me one and a half boxes of Maotai and one box of Erguotou. They must be delivered tonight because I want to take a few bottles with me to drink on the road."
"Don't worry, I'll give it to you later."
Cheng Long's mind has been attracted by the ancient Qi training techniques on the parchment scrolls, and he is obsessed with figuring out the correct way to practice.
However, he is not Shi Potian, and he can learn magical secrets even if he can't understand them. As long as he cheers up, the words will turn into little tadpoles, and turn into lines of tadpole text to penetrate into his mind.
What's more, his magic system does not have a complete function at all. Whether he can learn the ancient Qi training skills depends entirely on God's will.
If it doesn't work, then we can only settle for the next best thing and wait for Yan Chixia to come back to practice sword control.
In the evening, Cheng Long left behind a box and a half of Maotai and a box of Erguotou, and returned to Mo Mansion with the sheepskin scrolls given by Yan Chixia. Mo Chou saw that he was worried and asked curiously: "Sir, you are playing chess with the big bearded man and losing." ”
"No, how can his stinky chess piece beat me?"
"Then why do you look so worried?"
"Uh..."
Cheng Long hesitated for a moment, took out the parchment and said, "Zu'er, you have been studying the Four Books and Five Classics with your uncle since you were a child. You are very knowledgeable. Please help me find out what the missing ten words on this parchment might be. ”
"The way of heaven is to make up for the excess and make up for the deficiency. The way of man..."
After Mochou read the parchment scroll once, he said: "Master, this should be a Qi training method. The missing words are irrelevant. We only need to remember the luck method of core hair, so that we can absorb Qi for ourselves." Use it to replenish and strengthen the body and transform luck..."
"Wait~~" Cheng Long stared at Mochou in surprise: "Zu'er, do you understand?"
"Yes, it's easy to understand! After reading it, a Qi training method of several hundred words appeared in my mind, which is much simpler than the Shura Book you gave me."
"Real or false?"
Cheng Long didn't quite believe it.
His Mochou actually still has this talent, so why should she practice the Asura Tao? If she reads a few more Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures, she might be able to combine it with the ancient Qi training techniques to create a cultivation method that is unique to her.
(End of chapter)