Chapter 113 The secret of the gods, the master of swordsmanship takes action!
The world is spinning.
A burst of heat and severe pain suddenly shot through the spine on his back, forcing Qi Sui to break free from his mental control.
The focus of his pupils focused again, and the quiet corridor was no longer in front of him, and even the strange statue of the god had disappeared.
The light is dim and the air is humid.
The world is submerged by the endless forest sea that covers the sky and the sun.
"Where is...where?"
Qi Sui fell into confusion for a moment.
He looked around with wary eyes.
In this mysterious forest, any big tree is more than a hundred meters high. Behind the thick trunks, you can see some strange-looking animals that you have never seen before.
Vaguely, you can still hear the roar of beasts coming from far away, startling the birds in the sky.
"I should be in the small temple right now. All this... is all caused by that statue!"
Qi Sui quickly recalled the whole incident, took a deep breath, and suppressed the slight impatience and panic in his chest.
really!
Even though he was reluctant to admit it, after killing several missionaries one after another, he began to despise the so-called religious religion and the power of those gods.
And what happened before him taught him a hard lesson.
The methods displayed by a statue of a god were far beyond his cognition.
Physical transfer? Or a mental prison? Or is it other more terrifying means?
Qi Sui couldn't figure it out clearly.
However, sitting still is not his style.
[Smell Tracking] lv4, start!
He activated his sense of smell to the extreme.
The slightly chilly airflow was inhaled into his nasal cavity, and then processed by abnormally powerful sensory nerves, and then various complex information was fed back to the cerebral cortex.
The smell of plants, beast dung, reproduction, earth...
In the rich natural atmosphere, the stench that belongs to the God of flesh and blood becomes more and more obvious, just like the Big Dipper stars in the dark night sky, pointing to the extreme north.
"Go over and have a look!"
Qi Sui's eyes became clear and he regained his composure.
Move towards the north at an extremely fast speed.
Gradually, the stench of the gods in the air became clearer and clearer.
At the end of the line of sight, a strange black and red stone step suddenly appeared. The stone step relied on a cave on the top of the mountain and seemed incompatible with the surrounding emerald green forest environment.
Not only that, there was dark red liquid constantly flowing out from the black and red stone steps, soaking into the soil, spreading in all directions, and dyeing the land for miles around in a strange red.
The trees growing on this kind of soil have become stronger and taller, but strange red veins like small snakes can be seen on the trunks.
They seemed to have given birth to spiritual intelligence, and following a certain rhythm similar to breathing, the red veins flickered on and off.
【Simulation】!
Ten seconds!
After confirming that there was nothing unusual about stepping on the black and red stone steps, he didn't hesitate too much, turned off his skills, and stepped onto the first stone step.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the career panel.
[Mental power: 220/450]
After spending more than half of his mental energy, he still had to use his skills sparingly.
Tick-tick——
The soles of the shoes stepped on the dark red liquid on the stone steps, and there was a strong sticky feeling.
He jumped up and climbed dozens of steps upwards.
The unique stench belonging to the gods in the air became stronger and more pungent, and red blood loss reminders continued to float above the head.
"Health -10"
"Health -10"
"..."
Qi Sui had no choice but to hold his breath, and the rate of his health loss was greatly slowed down. However, the strange power that permeated the air still seeped into his flesh and blood through the pores of his body.
"Health -1"
"Health -1"
"..."
Qi Sui looked up and saw that the end of the stone steps disappeared at the top of the cave.
Just when he was hesitating whether to continue climbing, a voice sounded in his ears.
"My child, you are here~"
"Kid, come up quickly, I've been waiting for you!"
"..."
These sounds are so penetrating that even a deaf person can clearly reach the cerebral cortex.
What makes Qi Sui strange is.
It was obviously a language he had never heard before, but he could understand exactly what the other party wanted to express.
Under caution.
Qi Sui used [Simulation] again.
The picture that emerged from the skill told him that there was nothing unusual when he climbed to the top of the cave, but the scene on the top of the mountain was unable to be perceived.
It was like being covered with a layer of red fog, making everything invisible.
Just relying on an advanced skill of [Scholar], it is still a bit reluctant to simulate a transcendent god.
Qi Sui didn't hesitate anymore and took three steps in succession towards the top of the mountain.
The smell in the air was a bit stinky, but he could feel the raw desire of the flesh and blood cells in his body for the energy of this breath, just like those drug addicts who were contaminated with evil.
According to rumors, each god has his own means of directly pointing to the essence of human nature.
As its name suggests, the God of Flesh has absolute control over the realm of flesh and blood.
Soon, the soles of his feet came off the stone steps and stepped on a piece of soft soil.
The picture on the top of the cave opens up.
There are rugged rocks here, dotted with various scarlet flowers and plants.
You can also see some traces of life of birds and animals with red pupils.
Even the moss and vines wrapped around the stone peaks were all dyed red.
The most eye-catching thing is the pool of water deep on the top of the mountain.
The color of the water in the pool is strange, with black and red blending together. It seems to be boiling, with "goo" bubbles coming out, and light red mist is constantly evaporating, polluting the refreshing air.
The stench was so strong at this moment that it wanted to pierce the soul!
A determined thought emerged in Qi Sui's heart.
This place... is probably the source of the Flesh God Cult, or the flesh and blood god Amaemon.
"Hey, can you understand me?"
Qi Sui is trying to communicate with the other party.
"My child, you are finally here, hurry up and get into the arms of the Mother Goddess."
"The Mother Goddess will give you new life, the power to destroy the world and break the barriers of time and space!"
"Come in, come in!"
"..."
A bewitching voice sounded in my ears.
The blood-red water was boiling more and more violently, and something terrible seemed to be hiding under the water and was about to appear.
"Who are you? Where is this?"
Qi Sui asked after being silent for a moment.
He didn't expect the other party to answer, but the message was actually conveyed.
"My name is Amaemon. I am the god in charge of the power of flesh and blood, and I am also your goddess."
"As for here..."
There seemed to be a trace of confusion in Amaemon's words: "This is the place of secondary origin, the place where I was born!"
Can such a small pool of water give birth to a god?
Qi Sui’s eyes trembled violently.
He did not think about the authenticity of the other party's words, but continued to ask: "Then...what is the purpose of bringing me here?"
Amaemon's expression gradually became fluent and clear.
"You smell like me, you are my child."
"Come on... let the water of the secondary source wash your body, break away from the mortal body, and your soul will be eternal."
God is your child!
I was born to my mother!
Qi Sui resisted the urge to curse God. He guessed that the other party would say this because the career panel absorbed the power of the broken spine and then triggered the career [Crazy Fighting Tyrant]!
But this is just pure control and use of power.
Power itself is not good or bad.
The important thing is that his soul and genes have not been contaminated.
"I sense disgust and murderous intent in you. My child, you seem to hate me?"
Amaemon continued to explain unhurriedly: "Perhaps you still don't know what a great honor it is to be able to walk in the world as the son of a god."
"Under the Flesh God Religion I founded, the Son of God has a higher status and can cast spells and orders on all oracles."
Hearing what it said, Qi Sui was more cautious.
There are many old god religions with many systems.
Other gods may have trained sons of gods who can mobilize the oracles, which is equivalent to a large number of martial arts masters. It is indeed a force that cannot be underestimated.
"Why did you choose me?" Qi Sui asked calmly.
"Child, you have to know that not all mortal ants are qualified to bear my divine power."
"You have very good qualifications. In your human terms, at the martial arts master stage, you can withstand the divine power that other oracles can master. When you become a martial arts master, you can rely on my divine power and it will be easy to compete with those so-called extraordinary warriors."
Qi Sui sneered. He threw the [Detection] skill onto the pool of blood,
Secondary Pool: Unknown!
This is the second time he has seen an item with an "unknown" prompt. The last time was the sky-reaching vine rooted in the goddess's secret realm.
"I'm afraid that there is a price to pay for gaining power, right? If I become your divine son, can I still have an independent personality? I'm afraid that I will become a puppet under your control, right?"
A series of questions were sent out.
From the perspective of a normal person with a sound mind, it is difficult for him to understand those fanatical believers of the divine religion who are willing to sacrifice their lives for an illusory god.
He even extends his evil claws to family and friends.
There can only be one explanation, and that is that belief in these gods will bring spiritual pollution.
"Yes, but compared to the supreme power and eternal life, what is this loss?" Amaemon admitted this point frankly.
Power and life, it does not believe that anyone can resist these two temptations.
Hearing this, Qi Sui couldn't help but chuckle: "Lord Amaemon, times have changed a long time ago. Do the gods have supreme power? In the end, they were ended by us human extraordinary warriors!"
"The end?"
Amaemon was not angry. It seemed to have no emotional fluctuations and was always explaining the matter calmly: "In your human terms, the so-called extraordinary warriors are just a group of frogs in the well living in cages and cocoons!"
"As for your proud [Sequence No. 1], he is indeed a figure, but nothing more. He is just a bigger ant in front of the truly powerful people in the vast sea of universe."
Qi Sui frowned upon hearing this.
He could feel that this god was not bluffing. It had a deep-seated contempt for the extraordinary warriors who stood at the apex of human society.
"Lord Amaemon, the truly strong person you are talking about is not you, right?"
"Of course not. In front of that adult, I am as insignificant as dust. It created me and gave me life and strength. Maybe I have been forgotten by it, but I am proud to have a trace of its inheritance." Maimon's tone was pious.
Hearing this, Qi Sui's eyelids couldn't help but jump a few times.
Being able to create gods with his own hands, the level of such a creature was far beyond his cognition.
"Come on, child, enter the second source, wash your body and soul, and merge with me. My glory will be with you!"
"When I return, I will make you the master of mankind."
Gradually, Amaemon lost his patience.
The bubbles in the pool water became more and more violent, like a pool of boiling water, and a thick red blood mist rolled up in the air, submerging Qi Sui's entire body.
"Lord Amaemon, don't be impatient. Being a lackey for the gods is not a small thing. Of course I have to ask clearly!"
In the red blood mist, there seemed to be an invisible will entering his mind and controlling Qi Sui's body.
The speed of mental energy consumption is very exaggerated.
A strong sense of danger made him move backwards.
Amaemon sent down cold waves: "I have never discussed with you. No one can disobey the will of the gods. Come back, come back!"
See you in the picture!
Qi Sui was like a prey that was being targeted, about to be drowned in this sea-like red blood mist.
Even if he enters the [Concentration] state, he still cannot resist the invasion of God's will.
A faint blood mist floated in his eyes, gradually losing focus and becoming dull and lifeless. He moved his legs stiffly like a mechanical life, leaning towards the pool of water step by step.
Amaemon's thoughts were cold.
Although its body is damaged, its spirit is still in the state of a god, and it can still easily control a human who is not even a master.
It can be said that from the moment he looked into the eyes of the statue, the outcome was destined.
…
outside world.
Following the sudden change, the castle was already in chaos.
Shen Luoyan was shocked and angry.
The muscles of her delicate body swelled, and the light and shadow of inner strength rose under her fair skin. She held the big gun with both hands, like a dragon coming out of the abyss, and stabbed the wall in front of her fiercely.
Buzz——
There was a very light ripple in the air.
The powerful force of the shock sent her flying backwards, the big gun fell to the side, and the jaws of her hands cracked.
All he could do was watch Qi Sui disappear into the red blood mist surging in the corridor.
A tall old man with gray hair and a strong spirit appeared out of thin air like a ghost. His face was solemn and solemn, his eyes were as deep as electricity, and he stretched out his hand to carefully perceive the realm of gods.
Shen Luoyan seemed to have seen a savior and said hurriedly: "Mr. Zheng, that boy Qi Sui is in trouble. He was sucked inside. You should rescue him quickly. I'm afraid it will be dangerous if you delay for a long time."
"The realm of gods is not easy to deal with!"
Zheng Qingshan murmured to himself.
To blame, I still have to blame him for his carelessness.
In the past, the realm of gods was used to protect the statues from being touched and destroyed. How could we have imagined that it would also take the initiative to suck people in.
"Girl Shen, take everyone back outside the castle and clear the place. I'll try to see if I can break the shell of this turtle bastard!"
"good!"
Shen Luoyan didn't dare to delay.
Shout at the top of your lungs.
The students of Qinglong Martial Arts University were very capable of execution. They realized the seriousness of the situation and retreated outside the manor in an orderly manner in just ten seconds.
Ran stopped and looked at the castle. Many people looked worried.
That is a god.
Even if the gods reveal a little bit of divine power, it is far beyond what college students like them can resist.
I'm just afraid that Qi Sui... is more likely to be in danger than in danger.
Lu Xin, who was finally coaxed, cried even louder.
Her beautiful face was full of guilt and self-blame. She just kept wiping her tears and asked in a trembling voice: "Sister Gu, do you think something will happen to Brother Qi? It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Qi Brother, he won’t take the risk of coming here.”
Gu Xiyue's paralyzed and indifferent face also showed some annoyance. She no longer bothered to comfort the little crybaby, but took out her mobile phone and entered a phone number after hesitating for a few seconds.
Just when she was about to dial it out.
Under the quiet night, a tall figure suddenly appeared.
Martial arts master, Zheng Qingshan!
His wrinkled old face was extremely solemn, he stretched his hand towards the void, and roared melodiously like rolling spring thunder.
"Here comes the sword!"
A ball of Qingmang vitality rose in the palm of his hand.
In the direction of Qinglong Martial Arts University, the silver-white aurora lighting up was particularly dazzling against the dark night.
It was like a dragon that tore through the night sky above the city, crossing a distance of tens of kilometers in a very short time and falling into the palm of Zheng Qingshan.
Countless people in Tianfu witnessed this scene.
They all looked in the direction of the sword, vaguely feeling that something big was about to happen.
Different from the conventional long and narrow jade sword, Zheng Qingshan's sword is silver-white in color and is a broad and heavy sword.
The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, the old man's aura changed.
The clothes and robes move automatically in the absence of wind, making hunting noises.
The image of the amiable old man no longer exists, replaced by a giant sword master with a straight spine, who would rather break than bend, and dare to fight for the lives of humans and gods of heaven and earth.
A loud dragon roar resounded across the starry sky.
The clanking swords echoed with each other.
Countless students stood there blankly, looking up at the sky, their faces condensed with horror, and the scene reflected in their pupils.
It is the shadow of a super heavy sword that penetrates the world.
There is also a majestic and noble blue dragon surrounding the sword.
The giant cyan dragon soars into the clouds and rides in the mist, lifelike, each dragon scale is clearly carved, the dragon's beard is long and elegant, and the dragon's horns twist upward like ancient cypress, hard and powerful.
This is Zheng Qingshan's power - the heavy sword Qinglong power!
He has been practicing obsessively for many years, and has perfectly integrated the heavy sword force and the blue dragon force. The power he unleashes is far from as simple as "1+1 equals 2".
The entire Tianfu capital was completely shocked.
Even hundreds of kilometers away on the other side, you can clearly see the image of the heavy sword Qinglong like a mirage.
"It's the Grandmaster. Mom, look, there's a Grandmaster over there!"
Some children were jumping up and down with excitement.
In the eyes of ordinary people, martial arts masters are great figures.
They can fly in the air, split mountains and rocks, cut off water with swords, and are worthy of the praise of "real immortals on land".
"Hurry up and take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments. I'm so successful today. It's the first time I've seen a grandmaster take action in real life!"
The young mother threw the child aside, took out her mobile phone, pointed it at Zheng Qingshan under the night, and took a sharp photo.
It can be expected that the news caused by Zheng Qingshan will surely hit the headlines of Xia Kingdom news in a short period of time.
This side.
Zheng Qingshan completed accumulating strength.
Different from the inner light and shadow that floats under the skin, his body exudes the master's brilliance of a blend of blue and silver, like a bright little sun, lighting up under the starry sky.
"cut!"
The heavy sword Qinglong Totem seemed to come to life and was heading towards the realm of the gods in the castle below to kill.
The sword light is sharp and cuts across the sky and the earth.
Under the night sky, a thin silver line formed like a splitting space. It was the condensed will of the master of swordsmanship, and it refused to disperse for a long time.
…
(End of chapter)