Chapter 256 Painting Soul Tianshuang, each showing his ability
“Xueling County Sheriff is so powerful.”
Xia Hou sighed with a smile, “I have long heard that Xueling County Sheriff is here The Situ family is a giant and can be defeated. It must be that if you are successful, you will get a lot of help, but if you are unfaithful, there will be little help. "
"Master is probably in the Xuantang realm, which is rare in Xueling. I guess he also showed great strength in that accident."
< br>Dongfang Xin laughed and was about to speak.
Su Hanshan took over the conversation and said: "Brother Dongfang is indeed the number one hero. If the Crouching Ox Sword hadn't been unsheathed and broken Situ Daozi's momentum, we would all have fallen there."
< br>Dongfang Xin's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately knew that Su Hanshan was unwilling to reveal too many details of the original battle.
The people sitting on the scroll are all human beings. They seem to be drinking soup in the back and not participating in the conversation, but after hearing these few words, they naturally understand in their hearts.
Xiahou also noticed the subtle changes in the atmosphere. He knew that he had acted too hastily and asked too many questions when they first met, making others wary. He smiled on the surface and casually asked about other things.
The past few months since his rebirth have been going very smoothly for him.
In the Fulong Mountains, it was the time when spirits frequently appeared. Relying on his experience and knowledge in his previous life, he clearly knew the natural weaknesses of most spirits. He planned ambushes and could often defeat the strong with the weak.
I put all the prey to good use, and my strength increased by leaps and bounds, far exceeding myself at the same time in my previous life.
Probably the period before his death in his previous life was too tense. If he were to change to the environment ten years ago, he would not be able to restrain his relaxation even if he knew that there would still be a calamity in the future. down.
The unexpected encounter with his mentor and the news he received made him regain the cautious and sophisticated mentality of his previous life.
The topics change unknowingly, and the anecdotes that I enthusiastically tell when listening to others.
Xia Hou behaved exactly like a curious person. He no longer kept an eye on Xueling and inquired about things. Of course, he would not cause these people to be too wary.
With Xiahou guiding the way, everyone soon saw the outline of the main city of Quan City.
In the main city, it is said that there are seventy-two springs, each with its own wonders. They are all beautiful places, and the springs are inexhaustible for thousands of years.
Maybe this is also the reason. Although the military disaster and drought have occurred year after year, the scenery in the main city is much better than outside, and greenery can still be seen everywhere.
However, the long street has sunk and broken, many houses have collapsed, houses have been destroyed, and those towering city walls are also in dire straits.
There are large cracks and gaps in some places on the city wall, which makes people feel that even if a hill is inserted upside down, it may not be filled completely.
But these city walls still appear to have been repaired.
Because in those gaps, large hardwood pillars were erected.
Each pillar is covered with dark red talismans and seals. Among the large and small incantations, there are also carved patterns of the faces of gods and Buddhas.
Even if Su Hanshan and the others wanted to fly over from high altitude, they actually caused some reactions from the spell pillars.
Thin blood-colored smoke condensed like wisps of red light, reaching high into the sky.
Although it has no destructive power, it brings a nauseating smell of blood.
Obviously, those spells were drawn with the blood of spirits mixed with cinnabar. The greatest effect is to intimidate those lower-level spirits and drive them away.
When encountering powerful spirits, it can also serve as a warning.
In Cangshui County back then, Magistrate Gao also painted these charms.
Official officials of Da Chu may not know other secret arts, but this kind of incantation to ward off evil spirits is a mandatory requirement. Anyone who wants to be an official must learn it.
Su Hanshan flicked his bracelet, and there seemed to be a slight thunder in the air, blocking the smell of blood from the painting.
Dongfang's new control scroll dropped to about ten feet above the ground, hovering in mid-air, waiting for people in the city to come out to meet.
However, the warning of the talisman pillar has been appearing for a long time. In the city, only people can be seen in the streets and markets, but no one with whom they can speak comes to inquire and negotiate.
“When the military personnel are transferred, they should also entrust someone to manage them on their behalf. Did something happen in the city?”
As Dongfang Xin spoke, he walked directly through the talisman's red light, entered the city, and raised it again so that he could observe a larger area when looking down.
They soon discovered that there was something strange in the eastern part of this huge city.
There are many mountains in Shanyang County. In addition to the remnants of the Fulong Mountains, there are also several large and small mountain ranges that extend into the territory.
Quancheng is known as a fertile field, and it is not completely mountainless. It is just a little sparser and lower than other places.
To the east of the main city, there are many hills covered with clouds and mist. In the black ashes, there are many hints of new green, and the scenery is unique.
When Su Hanshan and the others were outside the city, they were too far apart and did not notice anything strange.
At this time, everyone looked attentively. Between the eastern hills, there were clearly large and small cyclones of clouds and mist, colliding with each other, and there were firelights flickering under the fog.
Boom! ! !
A huge boulder fell from the cliff and hit the deep valley. The sound was like thunder and echoed everywhere.
Up and down the cliff, hundreds of figures in different costumes were fighting with those spirit monster figures.
A big man with a skin as complex as copper, held up the spear in his hand, rushed out of the pool, roared loudly, pierced a red lizard with three heads, and nailed it to the boulder.
Each mouth of this lizard is big enough to swallow the head of an adult man in one bite.
But the most terrifying thing about it is not when it bites, but when it spits out. The poisonous slurry it shoots out of its mouth is as fast as a crossbow arrow. A drop of it can pierce a person's intestines and rip it apart.
After the big copper-skinned man nailed the lizard, he ran away.
Three iron balls shot out from behind and hit the lizard's bloody mouth. The fire broke out and blew its head apart.
The person who shot the iron ball was a lanky man with a horse-faced face. There was an old injury on the left side of his face, and a piece of flesh was missing from the side of his lip, exposing his gums.
His strength is only Qi Hai Dacheng, but when the military left, he made an exception and left behind a batch of machine armor.
The suit he wears is dark and majestic, with scratches everywhere, and lacks head armor, but it allows his torso and limbs to possess power that is not inferior to that of Qihai Perfection.
With his hidden weapons, the trajectory of the thunder and fire bombs fired was changeable, and they collided and ejected.
Always able to provide just the right rescue to others, or give a monster a fatal blow.
Many spirits near the valley wanted to kill him first, but with this mentality, they were ambushed by others.
On the cliff, a green wolf with wings suddenly flew up, broke through the hidden weapons, knocked away the ambush of others, and pounced on the black-armored shooter.
The horse-faced man had six or seven large baskets of thunder and fire bombs beside him. He calmly kicked up a basket that was about to be used up, and threw more than sixty thunder and fire bombs into the air.
The black fist shadow and palm shadow suddenly shot out all those thunder and fire bullets.
The Winged Green Wolf swept its wings, and a green wall of wind rose in the air, deflecting a bunch of thunder and fire bombs and detonating them in the distance.
However, at the same time as the explosion occurred in the distance, the green wolf's tail, abdomen, and back were also hit by thunder and fire bombs.
The winged green wolf was wrapped in a ball of flames, fell with a thick smell of gunpowder smoke, and fell into pieces.
But before the black-armored shooter could breathe a sigh of relief.
I saw four or five balls of flame rolling forward at the same time. The fire was extinguished, like four or five blue mud balls, colliding together again and turning into a wolf shape.
The thin man in black armor was shocked: "No, this is a beast that is about to become a monster!!"
One of the most obvious features of the transformation of spirits into monsters is that their innate magical powers, which originally only affected local areas of the body, will expand to the entire body.
This green wolf with wings could only turn the skin on its claws into mud, then come back again, and it will heal when pinched, making it easier to repair the injuries to its limbs.
Now, even after the whole body was divided, it was able to recover.
Thunder fire projectiles are shot on the surface of the wolf-shaped mud body, directly submerged in the mud, and cannot detonate.
When the man in black armor was about to be bitten by the wolf's head, the sea of fog over the valley suddenly exploded.
The icy blue light, like a volley of thousands of arrows, broke through the clouds and scattered down.
The winged green wolf was hit by more than a dozen blue lights and froze on the spot. It shattered into pieces of ice and could never be put back together again.
A large number of spirits in other places, and the beasts mobilized by the spirits, have also been favored by these ice-blue lights.
Ordinary bloodthirsty beasts will die in one blow, and most spirits cannot withstand them.
But there are also some spirits with unique magical powers that hide under the soil or hide in the mountain walls to escape.
"How can the talent of a spirit be so difficult to deal with after it reaches the stage of transforming into a monster?"
Someone in the cloud whispered, "If He Zong sees that you can play with your body so casually, I'm afraid... Capture all of you and taste them all.”
The man in the cloud did not stay long, but there were more than a dozen figures flying down into the valley.
Jiujiu Taoist priest kept his feet on the ground and laughed up to the sky. With his broken gong voice, his laughter was extremely unpleasant. But in the strange laughter of "wahahahaha", the monsters who had just escaped from the icy blue light seemed to have drunk old wine, their blood energy was accelerated, their heads were dizzy, and they were falling asleep.
A dozen other people took action, cutting these spirits into pieces and burning them into charcoal.
The scroll of blue clouds floats over the mountains.
After putting down the three groups of people, only Su Hanshan, Dongfang Xin, and Xia Hou were left on the scroll.
Xiahou's sight suddenly fell on the top of a mountain.
There is an old man in red clothes on the mountain. His hair is tied up in a wooden hairpin, his face is sallow, his back is slightly hunched, and his belt is wrapped several times. He is dressed slightly strangely. He has a tight waist and legs, but his sleeves are Extremely loose.
He was taking out scrolls one after another from his sleeves, unfolding them into paintings, floating in the air.
The paintings on the screen are all kinds of beasts. In the signature, the names of the beasts and their natures are noted, as well as related anecdotes.
There is a girl next to her, holding a red pen. Whenever a painting is unfolded, she will mark the names of animals.
The beast on the picture seemed to have lost its shackles, roared suddenly, and jumped out of the paper, leaving only a blank space on the picture.
Apes and bison, wild boars and bears, tigers, wolves, leopards and dogs...
These seemingly ordinary beasts have unusual body shapes. Even if they are on all fours, they are all more than ten feet tall.
Those monsters, if you encounter them, they will be bitten to death or trampled to death.
However, every time these beasts kill a spirit, they have to return to the drawing paper. When they start painting, most of them look reluctant.
The girl next to her had a sharp eye and quick hands. She had to quickly wipe away the red marks on the names of the beasts and put them away.
The old man seemed to keep taking away and pulling out the scrolls.
In fact, you can see it if you look closely for a moment.
He only took out sixteen paintings in total. The first painting he took out was also the first to be put back into his sleeve. After all of them were used in one round, he would start using the first painting. .
"This is..."
Dongfang Xin stared at it for a while, and said in surprise, "The pen comes true, it hangs on the wall and flies away, the name is suppressed, and it is passed down to future generations."
“Could this be one of the thirty-six medieval ways, the true inheritance of the Soul Painting Way?”
In the Middle Ages, there were thirty-six Taoist sects.
The word "Tao" does not refer to Taoism or Taoism, but to methods and roads.
Thirty-six Taoist sects are thirty-six distinctive paths of practice.
Each family pursues a unique goal, not seeking to be knowledgeable, but only pursuing purity, and has developed to the extreme in a certain way.
However, in the late Middle Ages, the path of Xuantai Qi training became more and more popular. The most people were suitable for this path, and the power expanded the fastest.
Coupled with the Great Demonic Tribulation Era at the end of the Middle Ages, human beings suffered heavy casualties, and schools that did not have enough disciples were naturally the first to bear the brunt.
The inheritance of the thirty-six paths was cut off one after another.
Even if there are occasionally some fragmentary skills and skills that are handed down, in the eyes of people in the Dachu era, they should all be classified as side secret arts.
Su Hanshan has heard many legends about the finishing touch since he was a child, and this was the first time he saw such a scene. It was very novel and he felt it carefully.
Those soul-painting beasts, the moment they leave the picture, seem to have become reality and not an illusion.
Even with Su Hanshan's current state, he couldn't figure out what happened to the beast the moment it moved in and out of the drawing paper.
But he sensed that the old man's internal energy aura was only at the level of his true form.
The released soul-painting beasts already have the combat power of twelve ladders.
There are also four strange beasts, which are equivalent to real combat power.
In the entire eastern battlefield, except for the huge icy aura that expands and contracts violently on the back of the mountain peak in the southeast corner.
The one who performed the most eye-catchingly and almost guided the entire battlefield situation was this old man.
Only those who have learned the true teaching of Huahun Dao can control so many beasts of Huahun with the weak and the strong, and the few against the crowd.
"It seems that the battlefield here..."
After Dongfang Xin looked at the old man, he also cast his eyes on the mountain peak in the southeast corner, "They already had the upper hand. ."
Xia Hou suddenly said: "Now that we are here, it would be good to reduce their casualties."
Before he finished speaking, he had already jumped down from the Qingyun scroll.
Su Hanshan turned the copper bracelet on his right wrist, looked at Xia Hou's back, and chuckled.
Dongfang Xin stroked his beard and said: "This kid is really warm-hearted."
Su Hanshan said: "This kind of person is very good. He always calls you master, do you want to Do you really want to take on a disciple?”
“Forget it”
Dongfang Xin shook his head, "I don't like people who are too enthusiastic and too curious."
While speaking, the two of them had already maintained a certain height and walked around the peak in the southeast corner.
The reason why they did not land directly was because they noticed that the person fighting on the battlefield behind the southeast corner of the mountain was also a mysterious master.
If a mysterious master who has already gained the upper hand suddenly notices that two people of the same level are nearby, he may have scruples and more mishaps may occur.
Therefore, after approaching the top of the mountain, Su Hanshan and the others exuded a peaceful atmosphere and only watched from a high place, showing their intention to rob the formation.
The mysterious master on the back of the mountain is a middle-aged man wearing a scarf, short eyebrows and beard, wearing gray clothing, less than six feet tall.
His opponent was a strange man who seemed to be carved from brass, with slender limbs and a goat's head on his neck.
When Su Hanshan met with Situ Yuntao, he learned about some of the chaos in the Demon Kingdom.
As for the East Sea Monster Kingdom, the number of masters who have come to Middle-earth in their true form is actually not too many.
However, the great demon king "Queen of Gods" was best at the art of formation and sacrifice, and had already arranged many altars in the nine counties in advance.
After the altar is activated, it can attract those old overseas monsters that are lingering in the secret space. Their thoughts will come and they will possess the gods of the corresponding race and exert a certain degree of combat power.
Logically speaking, all the altars here in the main city of Shanyang County have been destroyed.
I wonder why after the Grand Master’s army was transferred to the front line, such a goat-headed statue would appear and fight with people?
The sheep-headed monster has discovered that there are two more powerful mysterious warriors of the human race in the sky. Knowing that something is wrong, it roars in anger.
“The demonic calamity is approaching, the nine counties are in chaos, and the spirits will transform into demons. It is a fateful move for us to establish a demon kingdom in the Middle-earth.”
"You apes, if you show off your power for a while, you will regret it in the end!!"
The middle-aged man seized the opportunity and shouted loudly. His body suddenly split into three, one punched and the other palmed. , a leg out.
The figure with its legs outstretched was full of joy, and its appearance seemed to be that of a young man.
The figure out of the palm is strong and strong, with an appearance like a mature man.
The figure who punched looked ancient and simple, and seemed to be several years older than the middle-aged man's original appearance.
The three figures were not a sudden glance, but continued to exist, rising and falling, causing the sheep-headed monster to retreat steadily, leaving many holes and dents on its body.
Dongfang Xin praised: "It turns out to be the essence of the Three Arts of the God of War."
This "Three Arts of the God of Military" is said to have been spread from a certain holy place in the Middle Ages. It was originally quite crude, only practicing Qi but not body. The method of cultivating the spirit was also shrouded in fog and had no system. It could only be understood by talented people.
Only when Da Chu was founded, a general made his fortune relying on this set of martial arts. He loved it so much that he edited and perfected it many times.
Su Hanshan had read several versions of the general’s story in some unofficial anecdotes, but today was the first time he saw this martial arts in person. At first sight, he suddenly had an idea, The expression is a little subtle.
"Should the three sets of stunts in the "Three Skills of the God of War" also have other names? What are they called?"
Dongfang Xin has not yet answered.
The three figures of the middle-aged man suddenly changed again. They stood still with their fists and were completely restrained. The other two figures turned into two strong vitality, intertwining spirals.
"Winds and clouds, sky and frost, infinite power!"
(End of this chapter)