Chapter 22 22. Ancient Monk
The prosperous area in the center of the imperial capital was filled with black fog.
The helicopter gunships turned on their lights and circled around the venue. They waited for instructions from their superiors, but their superiors asked them to return.
"It's a big deal." The old man sighed.
"Isn't this the plan from the beginning? There is nothing to hide, and people are not stupid, but what can they do if they know about it?"
Some people tried to walk into the black mist, but this black mist was so corrosive that even wearing protective clothing was useless. This evil thing could turn people into shriveled corpses through protective clothing.
The clan elders didn't go far at all, they were sitting in the hidden conference room of the venue. Looking out, you can see a huge abyss-like hollow, and a circle of prostrate black shadows surrounding the edge of the hollow. Their bodies are lying very low, and there are complicated runes that light up under their feet. These runes modify the rules of the world and continuously deliver ancient power to the stone statue floating in the center of the hollow.
The clan elders looked at the stone statue, their eyes flashing with awe.
"When he comes, we will have the opportunity to live forever."
"This bloody sacrifice is to announce our unparalleled dominance to the world!"
"That's it. No wonder the old guys at home want to cooperate with you so much." A young voice suddenly sounded among the old and hoarse voices.
At some point, a young man stood at the door of the conference room.
Wearing a crisp suit, white shirt and black tie, he held a bouquet of white roses in his hand.
He came to a funeral.
"...Gu Yan!" An old man recognized the young man and slapped the table in shock.
The man smiled, his eyes filled with silvery white color, like a ray of moonlight cast into the black mist.
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Golden candlelight bloomed in Li Xi'an's eyes, his body was bent into an arch shape, and the scales on his calves were clasped together.
The dragon-like human creature kicked the ground violently, shot out like arrows, and headed straight for the bloody whirlpool. The distance was shortened to within reach in its eyes. He opened his arms, and now the copper-like scales covered the entire arm, and the knuckles were like sharp blades stacked on top of each other.
He exerted force and tore open the whirlpool.
At the same time, the Zaitian Cauldron was always suspended high behind him, hieroglyphics were running around, and all the living creatures were activated!
Unfortunately it's too late.
When Li Xi'an tore open his blood like an arrow, he witnessed an ancient and cruel resurrection ceremony.
Zhao Xingzhou's right eye was pulled out by the withered hand, and then the scarlet eyeball was stuffed into the bloody hollow eye socket. A disgusting breath was released on Zhao Xingzhou's body, and his bones and skin twisted and changed, becoming less humanoid.
The red dragon didn't hesitate at all. The green light gradually rose from the cauldron's body and it walked alive. He wanted to kill Zhao Xingzhou's body and the weird eyeball together!
"Boom——!"
The huge spirit was stirring, and the roaring sound resounded throughout the altar.
A figure was thrown out.
It was the dragon-like creature. He flew upside down close to the ground. A huge bronze cauldron fell to the ground. He stepped directly on the bronze cauldron, and his body was almost completely parallel to the ground.
He looked up, his golden eyes as cold as ice.
The boy's cheeks were wrapped in fine scales, opening and closing with the sound of breathing. Hot blood dripped down the clothes to the ground, white steam emerged and there was a corrosive hissing sound. Since the last evolution of life, Li Xi'an's blood has become both a treasure containing endless vitality and a deadly and terrifying poison.
I was traumatized by just one encounter.
What the hell is this? He stared ahead.
The mist dissipated, and a three-meter-tall humanoid monster stood there, its right eye shining with bloodthirsty scarlet. Flesh and soul blended together, covering it with ancient and majestic armor.
The floating blood condensed into a cloak behind him.
The thing was holding a knife, and the blade was dripping with blood, and it was equally hot. There is no trace of the former young man at all. This is a terrifying life that has been sealed by the altar for who knows how many years and is still able to escape.
"The Great Demon of the Yang God Realm?" The armored monster spoke, his voice hoarse and overlaid with the hatred of countless dead souls.
"Can the Yang God Realm still be born in this world now?" It said to itself, and then raised the ancient sword, "It doesn't matter, just turn it into my blood food. Now that it is reborn, it needs a monster full of blood to fill it."< br>
Li Xi'an didn't reply, just recited the ancient scripture of killing. The body of the tripod chanted softly, and the elephant walked on the ground. The existence from the vast ancient times reappeared after tens of millions of years.
The tree of the Five Elements Killing Technique.
Gazing at the majestic dragon elephant and soaring snake, the existence whispered.
"I thought it was just a wisp of spirit, but I didn't expect it to be a true spirit manifested. Monster, you are really my lucky star."
It raised the knife and circulated its incomparable aura, as if it wanted to cut off the true spirits of the flying snake and dragon elephant to nourish its body. "You can give it a try." Li Xi'an hung the cauldron.
Golden scriptures appeared around him like bright stars.
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The ancient sword cut off the head of the soaring snake and cut off the legs of the dragon and elephant.
But the red-eyed monster didn't show any joy, because he had done this thing just now and several times not long ago. The true spirit is manifested, but its vitality seems to be endless, and it even carries the power of thunder and calamity that makes it fearful.
A figure suddenly appeared behind him.
It turned back, slashed with the ancient sword, and the figure disappeared, but the Soaring Snake and the Dragon Elephant were intact as before, coming with murderous intent.
This is a deadlock.
Li Xi'an could only rely on his true spirit to hold back the red-eyed monster without fear of death and look for opportunities. But that thing's consciousness was too sharp, and he was noticed as soon as he got close. If there is no way to break the situation, his situation will become more and more difficult. There is a limit to the vitality of the wood attribute. This place is naturally isolated from the heaven and earth. With his level of practice in the Five Elements Killing Technique, he cannot replenish his vitality here. The limit is coming soon.
The monster was afraid of the power of thunder, and it concealed it well but could not escape Li Xi'an's eyes. It seems that even if it is powerful, it is still a condensed form of evil spirit. Buddhism or Taoism all have solutions to evil spirits, but Li Xi'an doesn't know any of these.
This narrow altar battlefield is extremely unfavorable to him.
"Is there any ancient scripture for restraining evil things?" He asked Li Shishuang in the cauldron. The Five Elements Killing Technique required too much energy, and he could not guarantee whether he would be able to fight after forcibly comprehending the killing technique.
"There is a Buddhist scripture that was dug out from the tomb of a golden-bodied Arhat in the hidden era. It was placed in the family and no one cared about it." The woman spoke quickly, "Because this practice method will kill even the entrance, and lack of Qi and blood is equivalent to Die!”
In fact, there are still many things that Li Shishuang did not say.
The clan elders were indifferent and ruthless in seeking immortality. Do you know how many people died while practicing this method? When she was young, she saw with her own eyes the blood from the body's collapse filling the pool.
"Read it." Li Xi'an responded.
Li Shishuang looked solemn.
At the same time, the Dragon Elephant True Spirit roared loudly and chanted scriptures,
This is the true spirit of Buddhism, and its radiance begins to appear, illuminating suffering. In Li Xi'an's sight, he could see the wailing soul melting in the light.
The Buddha said, cultivate the next life and send the evil ones to the next life.
"Seeing that all five aggregates are empty, you can overcome all hardships!"
A huge red creature soared into the sky in the glow. He looked down at the red-eyed monster, the golden candlelight swaying in his pupils. The iron scales on the slender body open and close, playing a killing music.
"Dragon?" The monster frowned. It looked like a dragon but was not a dragon. The branch-like horns on its head did not meet the evolutionary definition of a dragon at all. It couldn't feel a trace of blood on this unknown life.
In their time, dragons disappeared in the sea or deep lakes and rivers. Usually, the purer the bloodline, the closer the individual is to a "dragon", the deeper the cultivation level, and the more terrifying the magical power.
Holding the knife, even if the light of the dragon, elephant, and Buddha shines on it, it will still have no fear.
Monsters and monsters fought together, and the knives and scales passed each other many times, drawing bloody traces. Between the lightning and flint, the ancient majesty spread, just like the personal conquests of ancient kings!
But suddenly, something on the ground approached the center of the battlefield.
"Roar──!" the monster roared, its arms were bound by thick iron chains, and then a bronze cauldron hit its face.
The key to this altar has changed its owner!
It feels that someone from the outside world has stepped in and wants to re-secure it! Li Xi'an frowned. This unexpected incident made him a little confused. But it doesn't stop him from taking advantage of the monster's suppression to kill him directly.
The power of the bronze cauldron is extraordinary. Almost every hit can make the soles of the monster's feet dent for a while. Unfortunately, it is not flexible enough. If the monster was not blocked by the chain, he would not be able to hit this thing at all.
Li Xi'an circled and meandered close to the monster whose spine was crushed. He thought that he was really a monster. He only suffered some skin injuries after being crushed by the bronze cauldron so many times.
The scales spread like feathers, and the young man reached out and dug out the monster's right eye.
A thrilling and strange red light flashed, and then Li Xian was thrown into the center of the altar. The chains were bitten like a dragon, and the blood disappeared in an instant, leaving corpses everywhere.
Zhao Xingzhou's body was shrinking, his armor dissolved into blood and flowed from his body, his steel-like pale muscles turned into white mist, and his body's eyes, which had lost their center, collapsed, cracking inch by inch, as if they were on a dead end glacier.
Li Xi'an spread his hands, and the red light struggled and squirmed in his palms.
This is the part of the eye he left behind earlier.
Zaitian Cauldron pondered, and a wisp of strange red light was suppressed into seal script and engraved on the body of the cauldron. Black mist arose and spread to the entire altar. The blood was invisible, and the huge stone pillars were no longer visible.
The golden candle burned silently.
The dragon-like and human-like creature raised its head, its gaze seemed to reach through the slit to the ground, locking in on the lonely ghosts stranded in the world of the sun.
"I said before, being killed by the neck is the most merciful way to die."
(End of chapter)