Chapter 67 If you want to practice magical skills, you must first leave the palace
"I want to see the King of Slaughter!"
In front of the palace of the former Slaughter City, now the "Red Star Palace", Tang San looked at the woman in black gauze in front of him with a cold look on his face and said.
"What do you want? Have you made an appointment in advance? Also, there is no King of Slaughter now. You should call him 'Lord Tianshu'."
The woman in black veil answered very politely.
".No. Can I make an appointment now? When will I come over?"
Tang San resisted the urge to rip this woman's throat out directly, suppressed his murderous intent, and asked calmly.
"If you make an appointment now, tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon. Wait."
The expression of the woman in black veil suddenly changed slightly. Then, she looked at Tang San, bowed, and said: "Master Tianshu invites you now. Please come with me."
Tang San's mood suddenly improved, and he followed the woman in black gauze into the "Red Star Palace".
Under the woman's guidance, Tang San walked into a rather simple-looking office. The former King of Slaughter is now wearing a red tassel flower feather on his head and a blue unicorn robe. His long blood-colored hair is also tied into braids. His appearance is very different from the past. He is holding a blood pen and is reviewing a batch of documents. .
"Sit down."
The King of Slaughter pointed to a seat opposite him and said. Tang San hesitated for a moment, then sat down in front of the King of Slaughter.
"I wonder what you came to see me for?"
The former King of Slaughter, now the Tianshu Star, unhurriedly opened a delicate ceramic flower cover, picked up a small tea cup, took a sip of the bloody Mary exuding the dense steam, and asked.
"I don't want to establish that contract and become the Qianyan Army. But I want to leave the City of Killing. Has the previous 'Road to the God of Killing' really ended?"
Tang San looked at Tianshu Star and asked seriously.
The Hell Killing Fields, which had never been short of people before, has now become much deserted. The competition here is still being held, but the number of people participating is far less than before. Even now, even the rules of the game have undergone some changes, becoming closer to a normal spirit fighting arena, no longer a crazy battle that must distinguish life and death.
If this continues, will we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to complete "Yum"? Moreover, can "Yum" after this rule change really open up the hell road out of the killing city? Tang San didn't even know.
"Victory in a life-and-death battle in the Hell Killing Fields, and then gaining the qualification to embark on the road to Hell. This was the previous rule, but it has now been abolished. This involution will only greatly consume the vitality of the comrades and is not conducive to the work of the people. Preserve strength for future jihad”
Tianshu Xing shook his head and said.
On average, several people will die after a game, and there will be a hundred consecutive wins. Theoretically speaking, if a killing god is born, the number of people killed will be astronomical. Most of the population in the history of the Killing City was actually consumed in this life-devouring hell killing field
Tang San's expression instantly became extremely ugly.
"But...if you want to, the road to hell can be opened directly for you now. Anyway, there will not be many people walking on the road to hell in the future. Are you sure you want to set foot on the road to hell?"
Tianshu Xing looked at Tang San and continued. Tang San's eyes instantly flashed with a hint of ecstasy, and he nodded vigorously. "I'm sure. Let me get on my way!"
"Okay. Then just follow me."
One year after the changes in the Killing City, the "Xian Family Army" was officially established on the outskirts of Tiandou City, with the majestic battle flags of the eight gods fluttering.
Today's Qianyan Army has reached 30,000 people, and this number is still expanding rapidly. And the 1,500 people standing behind the eight battle flags are among the 30,000 people, the most courageous, ideal and enlightened group of elites. Although they have been in the outside world for less than a year, they have already secretly made considerable contributions to the cause of jihad.
There are a total of 1,500 people standing on the school grounds now, plus 500 spirit beasts. In addition to the warriors selected from the Qianyan Army, there are also real soul beasts who have joined the Immortal Family. Most of them come from the Far North, and a small number are naturalized from other soul beast forests. They all have a brave aura about them.
"These two thousand Immortal Family troops are enough to rival the Star Luo Empire's 500,000-strong army!"
Qian Renxue, who was wearing bright silver armor, looked at the murderous military appearance in front of her with some emotion.
The Xian family army in front of them, in terms of strict formation, order and solemnity, may not necessarily surpass the Royal Knights of the Tiandou Empire. However, the fierce murderous spirit honed from countless life-and-death battles, the simplicity and heroism that disregarded life and death, and the spirit of martial arts above all else, were not possessed by any army she had ever seen.
Perhaps, this is not a temperament that humans can have. This is the so-called "difference between immortals and mortals."
"Such an army is indeed powerful enough to dominate the Douluo Continent. Even the tyrants in this world, the so-called 'gods', will sooner or later be shaken by such a force."
A tall man wearing a blue dress and holding a blue-handled scepter said with some emotion.
"Hey, this is the steel army we built away from the army. How is it extraordinary? As a strategist, I don't know if you have any use."
A flattering fat man smiled, stood slightly behind Zhongli, and said.
This fat man turned out to be Ma Hongjun, one of the original Shrek Seven Monsters. He later became a student of the Tiandou Royal Second Soul Master Academy, joined the Tiandou Third Team, and participated in the Continental Youth Soul Master Soul Fighting Competition.
Just before, after a lot of suffering and struggle, Ma Hongjun secretly found Zhongli and cried out about his condition. He said that he couldn't bear the evil fire in his body anymore, and he didn't dare to take action against the girls around him, so he asked Zhongli to show him a clear way.
Zhongli sighed helplessly and gave him a Heart Sutra called "The Collection of Colorful Clothes". Zhong Li told Ma Hongjun that practicing according to this Heart Sutra will not only resolve the problem of evil fire, but also greatly improve the speed of cultivation. It really took off from there.
However, there is a small price to pay for practicing this skill.
"If you want to practice magical skills, you must first go to the palace."
After hesitating for a long time, Ma Hongjun finally made up his mind. After that night, he started practicing and finally felt an unprecedented sense of relief.
"It turns out that I don't have the feeling of being troubled by evil fire, it turns out that's what it is!"
Ma Hongjun let out a comfortable groan in the dormitory. However, his voice also became a little shriller than before.
Of course, Zhongli had also told him that if he cultivated this Heart Sutra to the highest state of "growth of all things and transformation of heaven and man", he would be able to truly coordinate yin and yang, and even repair limbs without any problem. Therefore, in Ma Hongjun's heart, everything is now devoted to cultivation.
(End of chapter)