In the deep darkness, light and shadow flickered.
Xia Hou stepped out and stepped on a piece of scorched earth. When he opened his eyes, all he saw were ruins, and he suddenly realized something was wrong.
“This is a dream!”
“Dreams are manifestations of distracted thoughts and unhinged spirit. Even if I have just returned to the level of cultivation now, I cannot let this situation erode me. "Wake up!"
Xia Hou shouted loudly in his dream, and suddenly opened his eyes in reality.
It turned out that he was sitting on the bed and fell asleep.
The moonlight outside the window came in. On the wooden table with a corner missing, there was an unlit oil lamp.
The bed boards and door panels are all tattered, but the room is very clean.
Xiahou did rent a small courtyard near Nie's house.
Too many people have died and left in the nine counties of the East China Sea over the years. Even in a place like Quancheng, which will continuously absorb the outside population, there are still many vacant houses, but this has also spawned some small businesses that are first come, first served, and first to settle down.
Some people came early, went to the government to get certification, and were allocated houses near the homes of those masters. They felt more secure and could use them as capital to trade with latecomers.
The family Xia Hou picked was diligent. Not only did they clean the house for the tenants, but they also had a large vat of boiled and cooled water in the corner.
He stood up and took two steps, stood between the table and the water tank, closed his eyes, and suddenly drew his knife.
The sword flashed, the blade rubbed against the wick, and the oil lamp was lit.
The sword flashed again, and the fire was cut in half. The flame was like a thin ball, adsorbed on the blade, rolling back and forth.
Xia Hou used a set of sword skills in this mere place where a cow was sleeping. His figure swayed back and forth, ups and downs, and the blade flew. The small fire bead always stuck to the sword, dancing endlessly. fall.
The clothes cut through the air, and the movement was silent.
The light of the oil lamp close at hand, except for being cut off in half at first, then burned quietly without being affected by the slightest air flow.
The lights are quiet, the moonlight is even quieter, and people are dancing very fast in the silence.
suddenly!
The blade flicked, and small fiery red beads shot towards the water tank in the corner.
The quiet water surface is like a very elastic lotus leaf.
Small fire beads hit the water surface. Instead of being extinguished, they bounced playfully into the air.
The ripples spread out and closed, and a drop of water popped out from the center of the water surface.
Xia Hou turned his wrist, held the blade of the sword backwards, and hooked away.
The fire beads and water beads were caught by the blade one after another, and rolled on the blade surface at the same speed but without contact.
Xia Hou lowered his eyes and looked at the two beads on the blade for a long time.
It wasn't until the two beads hit the guard of the knife handle one after another, the water and fire clashed, and a thin mist rose, that he let out a breath.
The sound of water mist and slight sighs merged together, making this room extremely quiet.
After returning the knife to its sheath, Xiahou's spirit improved a lot. He regained control of his scattered thoughts and shook his head in thought.
“It seems that what I brought back after my rebirth is really only memory. As long as there is still a little mark of the past life in the essence of the soul, it is not because of this that I will be uneasy and have to rely on sword practice. Meditate. "
For those who practice martial arts, how good their character is and how strong their concentration is, is certainly related to their experience, but it is also more related to their own cultivation.
The so-called sky collapses and the earth collapses, and Mount Tai collapses without changing color. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do it.
Because in the case of landslides and earthquakes, the geomagnetic disorder will greatly affect people's sense of balance and brainpower. Dust will fly, and very small dust haze will penetrate everywhere, and it will also affect the respiratory tract.
No matter how brave you are, if your physique is not beyond the scope of normal people, you will feel dizzy, cough and runny nose, turn blue, and feel dizzy and ready to die when faced with this situation.
If Xiahou still had the cultivation at the peak of his previous life, even if the mountains and rivers split like broken jade and the lakes hung upside down in the sky.
A thousand things happened around him at the same time, which made him worried and angry about his comrades in danger. He could also control his emotions and suppress his temper.
But he is only in the ladder realm now, and in order to get himself a protective trump card, he has used many dangerous secret techniques.
Coupled with the unexpected news he received in recent days, it made him worried, which was really difficult to resolve.
"After the demonic tribulation has broken out, the situation in all aspects has become chaotic anyway. With my understanding of many forces, if I want to do something, I can easily find a group of people to borrow help from."
“But now, the demon country is beaten in advance With only three counties left, those ambitious people who exploit every opportunity in the future will not have time to intervene here. I want to lay out a plan to warn everyone, but it will be difficult for them to do so."
Xiahou's fingers were light. He tapped on the hilt of his knife, thinking silently in his heart.
“You can’t just catch a spirit, use the totem blood curse to catalyze it to look like a monster, and then force-feed it a large piece of information and wait to be caught by Master and the others, right?”
That is too deliberate and will only make Master and the others more doubtful.
Anyway, I can't be too proud, thinking that in the first three years after my rebirth, I have to be completely sure of everything I do.
Now that we are encountering variables, it is inevitable to take some risks.
Xia Hou recalled all the recent things, every detail, and left his house with determination.
Not far away, the light of oil lamps was still shining in the house of the Nie family’s grandfather and grandson.
This courtyard looks much neater. The doors and windows are intact and all have been repaired.
There are also two paintings posted on the door panel, but they are not ordinary door gods, but two tigers.
When it's dark, the tiger's eyes emit amber luster, which obviously has the function of isolating internal and external news and keeping vigilance.
Nie Feiying sat in front of the table, which was covered with bamboo teacups. The outside of the teacups had been polished and polished, and the texture of the spells depicted were not blurry at all, but more profound.
He put the scrolls upright and shook them into the teacup.
Pure red light mist flows down the scroll and slowly fills the cup.
The first few cups were fine, but when it came to the last cup, something seemed to be inside the painting, making a low groan of dissatisfaction, and the paper bulged outwards and deformed.
But the whole painting was wrapped up, and the things in the painting struggled for a while, but they couldn't break away from Nie Feiying's old hand holding the scroll. They could only calm down and let the light mist flow out in resignation.
Nie Ling'er was beside him, waiting to put the lids on the teacups, put the seals on them, and put them into two bamboo boxes respectively. He turned his eyes and stuffed two more cans into the big bamboo box.
"You should refine those two jars, Ling'er, you can't be lazy!"
Nie Feiying tapped the girl's bun with the scroll in his hand and said , "If your parents catch up with such a good life, they will wake up laughing in their dreams, wouldn't you be happy?"
Nie Ling'er flattened her mouth and said, "After eating these things, I feel very uncomfortable. Not only do I feel uncomfortable when practicing during the day, but even when I fall asleep, I seem to be fighting some fierce and ugly monster in my mind."
“Alas! You just If you practice and fight, you will make progress. Do you know how many people who practice martial arts in the world would not envy you?"
Nie Feiying shook his head, "Those people practice their internal skills step by step. Carry the breath and stimulate the meridians , that kind of painful and itchy torture is much more uncomfortable than yours."
"Our lineage has been passed down for more than five hundred years, and it is almost lost to the public. The things passed down by our ancestors. , 99% of it is useless, and now those pieces of paper , useless words, gradually turned back into a truly useful foundation. "
"It can be said that the ancestors of the past five hundred years have blessed the two of us, and we must not let down the expectations of our ancestors!"
Nie Ling'er said helplessly: "I know."
"If generations of the Nie family knew that their only descendant had also embarked on this increasingly narrow road of death, I'm afraid they would be really disappointed. Tears flowed down his face."
The sound coming from outside the house made Nie Feiying's expression change.
But before he could make a move, Xia Hou had already opened the door and walked in.
The seven layers of warning Nie Feiying set up, either openly or covertly, inside and outside the courtyard, had no effect at all.
The two tiger portraits on the door even showed a look of surprise and panic on their faces, and they shrank back, not daring to make any move.
Let Xia Hou's palm press the two paintings and push the door open.
“Don’t worry, I just passed through all the secret techniques you set up, and did not destroy them. The effect of isolating prying eyes is still there.”
After hearing this, Nie Feiying, His face became more serious and he said: " Even if the effect is still there, it seems to be meaningless at all.”
Nie Ling’er said: “So it’s you. You were praising us for being good at making medicine before. Why do you say now that we are the master of painting souls? A dead end?”
"Although Miss Ling'er is not very old, she is really smart. Now she still insists that she is practicing the Soul Painting Dao?"
The true appearance of the Sixteenth Dao, but I know that the Soul Painting Dao mainly cultivates the mind and condenses the heart spell. Before it reaches the advanced level of putting pen to paper, it relies entirely on imprisoning the souls of ferocious beasts to enter the paintings, and at the same time using the soul power. nourish from body."
"It seems that there is internal energy in their meridians, but in fact it is all run by soul power, without any trace of natural energy."
"You two. Is the inner strength like this?"
When Xia Hou said this, he sighed, "You two are actually practicing the Demon Summoning Way!"
The Demon Summoning Way and the Soul Painting Way were both among the Thirty-Six Medieval Taoist Sects, and their external expressions were quite similar.
During the battle, various beasts appear to be transformed from the drawing paper to fight against the enemy.
But the two are fundamentally different. The soul-painting method focuses on the soul in painting, and all things used are human objects, and the emphasis is on the soul, not on the blood of the physical body.
Even when they kill some powerful monsters, they will not stuff the monster's body into the drawing paper.
The path of summoning demons is precisely based on the deep study of blood.
"Legend has it that under the human world, deep in the void, there is a sea of myths. If you can pass through the sea of myths and continue downward, you will know the existence of the nine-layer abyss world."
“The Abyss Realm is a very desolate and dangerous place, but it is the homeland of the demon clan. Whenever a demonic calamity comes, countless pure-blooded demon clans will be born from the demonic energy, causing the number of various tribes in the Abyss Realm to decrease. All are expanding unprecedentedly , impacting the world."
"The founder of the Demon Summoning Way had a whim, and took advantage of the end of the Demonic Tribulation to sneak into the Abyss and sign blood contracts with many demons."
"As long as those. The descendants of the demons still exist in the abyss. The descendants of the Demon Summoning Path can be summoned to fight in the human world by holding the contract from their ancestors."
"After these contracted monsters devour the enemy, 50% of their essence will belong to themselves, and the other 50% of their essence will belong to the disciples of the Demon Summoning Way."
Xia Hou sat directly at the table, chatting, and returned Pour yourself a cup of tea.
Nie Feiying was quite nervous at first, but he really didn't expect that Xiahou knew his sect so accurately. He was full of doubts in his heart, but he seemed to be somewhat relaxed on his face.
"Who are you? You suddenly revealed our identities, and what do you think?"
"The goal of practicing the path of summoning demons is to use the talents of the demons to refine the whole body. You can then select and absorb the various bloodlines you have experienced to transform your own bloodline. You don’t have to deliberately shape the mysterious fetus, but let your own bloodline directly function as a mysterious fetus and grow step by step.”
Xia Hou didn't answer the question and continued, "But during this process, the disciples of the Demon Summoning Dao will continue to be invaded by the blood of the demons. Originally, the geniuses who used magic to control demons and fought on the front line have become more and more fallen. Demon, fight back and kill fellow The door is in serious trouble."
"You have lost too many classics. You only know that the ancestors told you to pretend to be the successors of Huahun Dao, but you don't know why you do this, right?"
Nie Feiying was shocked.
He really didn’t know the specific purpose of this ancestral precept, and thought that someone in his ancestors had rebelled.
“Will our entire sect be ostracized and hated just because of the possibility of being possessed by demons?”
Nie Feiying was a little unconvinced, "There are many people in the world who practice kung fu normally and become obsessed with it. There are also a lot of people who practice evil kung fu but claim to be righteous. Why aren't these people ostracized and hated?"
< br>"Because you are a little mistaken."
Xia Hou said calmly, "Those who practice the way of summoning demons do not have the possibility of becoming demons, but... they will definitely become demons! "
"Except for the first-generation demon-summoning Taoist master who practiced other methods to a very high level, the descendants of the disciples cannot sense the monsters in the abyss at all, nor can they use them to fight."< br>
“Once you can sense the monsters in the abyss, it means that the demonic catastrophe is approaching. After the demonic calamity breaks out, the number and strength of each group of demons will skyrocket.”
"Your first-generation Taoist master is too strong. Every contract he makes is directly targeted at the entire ethnic group."
"The higher your strength, the more powerful people in each ethnic group will be." The more people will be affected.”
“The faster you practice. Even if it can be faster than tens of thousands of monsters in the demon tribulation, it can be faster than one or two monster groups."
"It can be faster than the growth of all monster groups set by your ancestor. The speed?”
Nie Feiying’s mind was pounding, and he clenched the scroll in his hand.
"Impossible..."
Nie Feiying murmured, "If this is the case, why do all the ancestors pass down this inheritance?"
"Because this sect, in the Demon Tribulation, You must practice quickly."
Nie Ling'er suddenly spoke and said to Xia Hou with a burning gaze, "From you. Judging from the statement, people of our lineage will also practice faster during the demonic tribulation. Although they cannot outperform the entire monster group, they can already surpass the vast majority of people."
"If. Demonic calamity is really a disaster that affects the entire world. If we don’t practice this lineage of Taoism, maybe we will die faster?”
Nie Feiying looked at his granddaughter and didn't know what to say.
Is there really such a terrible disaster?
It’s so terrible that every living thing in the world cannot stay out of it. As long as you can die later, you don’t care if you practice a path that will inevitably lead to death?
Even in troubled times when a dynasty collapses, the degree of disaster may not necessarily bring about this level of consensus among the ancestors of the past generations.
Xia Hou sighed secretly in his heart.
Therefore, it was a right choice to restrain the records of the Demonic Tribulation back then.
But in the past five hundred years, the ban has still not been lifted. It is simply because those high-ranking people are eating their corpses, and their brains are screwed up.
Or do they really think that Da Chu can at least have a thousand-year national destiny?
“So…”
Nie Ling’er took a step forward and stood in front of her grandfather, “You came to visit in the middle of the night today and said so many things. What is it?”
"We can cooperate and practice another path, which is equally dangerous and fast, but it is a path to heaven that many people have passed."
Xia Hou looked at the little girl happily, "There is a path that is equally dangerous It is the cultivation method that can make rapid progress in the tribulation of demons. It is called the Nine Abyss Gods and Demons. "
" Sensing the breath of the nine abyss worlds respectively, and turning them into tribulations to hone themselves. As long as they can survive one tribulation, they will be able to do it. can be quite A master in the Xuantai realm."
"Because he senses the aura of the abyss, which is too broad and ignorant, rather than the specific monsters, the demonic disturbances he receives will not be so complicated."
"In addition, the secret method used to cultivate this path is not to inherit the aura of the abyss, but only to show the attitude of being a mortal enemy of the abyss during the tribulation to hone oneself and stimulate evolution."
"It can be said that if the Nine Abyss Gods and Demons can achieve success, they will be the least likely to fall into evil in the world."
Xia Hou opened his hands and explained with a gesture of sincerity.
"Now that the demonic calamity has not officially broken out, when I practice, I cannot sense or harass those auras from the abyss."
"The Taoist Contract of the Demon Summoning Tao is the only A method that can communicate with the Yuan Realm in advance in a low realm. Means, your strength is not that high, you are my best partner!"
Nie Ling'er blinked: "That is, let us lend you the treasure of the town, and you! Gradually teach us the secret method of another path? ”
"Of course."
Xia Hou smiled and said, "We can also use some secret oath techniques to form a covenant guarantee."
"In order to keep it secret, after signing the contract, we can first Leave Quancheng and try to practice together and let each other see the effect. You can choose where to go. "
At this time, Nie Ling'er did not rush to agree, but gave him enough. Her grandfather had time to think.
“This cooperation sounds like it will be good for both of us.”
Nie Feiying said thoughtfully, "But don't you feel a little anxious?"
"Obviously you can continue to get closer to us, get along with us more, have foreshadowing, and then gradually talk about this cooperation. "
"How on earth do you know so many secrets and our identities? And why are you in such a hurry?"
Everything is easy to make people feel strange if it is urgent.
“Because his purpose is just to ask you not to stay in Quancheng recently.”
Su Hanshan's voice appeared outside the door, and he walked easily into the threshold.
When Xiahou saw him, he was the calmest of the three people in the room.
Before setting off tonight, Xiahou had already made preparations to take a risk.
That risk does not refer to the Nie family’s ancestors and grandchildren.
But the person in front of me.
"Okay, I know you are in a calm mood now, so just give up the extra performance."
Su Hanshan waved his hand, "I originally wanted to tell a story in my dream, but I couldn't, so I could only push it a little bit. You must have noticed it.”
“So, why do you have such special respect for Brother Dongfang, and why do you care so much about the Nie family’s ancestors? Why do you know so many secrets, why you know the inside story of the sheep demon's activation, but you can't give any clues?"
"You can find an explanation that can explain all these things at the same time."
Xia Hou paused. After a pause, he suppressed the pretense on his face, drank the tea in the cup, and sighed: "Do you believe what I said?"
"I believe it when you say it."
Su Hanshan smiled and said, "Everyone has secrets. What was the original reason? I don't want to get to the bottom of it."
"Now I just I want to know the inside clues to the activation of the sheep demon, and I want to know what will happen in Quancheng recently, As long as the information you told me is true, nothing else matters. "
"And, I can say that I found out these information myself to avoid exposing you to more people. ”
Xia Hou was silent for a while and finally made up his mind.
"Okay, then I will tell the truth, but it is like a fantasy, and it may be difficult for people to believe it."
He raised his head and said seriously, "I have a gift of supernatural power. I can't control when it will be activated, but I have been doing it since I was a child. Several times.”
“The effect of this magical power is that you can predict what will happen in the next three months.”
“That experience is like experiencing it myself. ”
(End of this chapter)