Chapter 0008 In the Name of God, Young Master Tang
From the previous household, nearly a hundred slaves were to be sacrificed. Li Rong, upon a disagreement, was ready to kill him. Young Master Tang killed people as if they were dogs. All of this had a tremendous impact on Chen Xuanqiu. Suddenly, he felt that having killed just one person did not seem to be such a big deal after all
Upon hearing this, the bystanders immediately changed their expressions. As for the others, it was one thing, but Brother Mo Jiang was also an exceptionally outstanding disciple among the inner sect, possessing profound magical powers. Moreover, he was accompanied by more than twenty others. When did such a formidable expert arrive in Qingliang Prefecture, capable of eliminating them all in such a short time, leaving not even a single corpse behind
Moreover, looking at this young man in the dark robe and dark crown, possessing profound and unfathomable abilities, Chen Xuanqiu could not guarantee that he would be able to defeat him if a confrontation were to occur, unless he could close the distance and prevent the other party from having the time to utilize their techniques
More than twenty ghostly cultivators launched an attack together, and phantoms of various kinds appeared out of thin air, resembling night demons, asuras, mountain spirits, wood goblins, or incomplete beings with only ghostly heads and claws. At this moment, as the sun was setting, the sudden emergence of countless malevolent spirits and ghosts plunged the world into an inky darkness.
Pu Er recognized the voice; it belonged to that exceptionally formidable young man in black.
Both gods and immortals attain longevity and possess great supernatural powers. When it comes to a true contest, it ultimately depends on the depth of their cultivation; it cannot be said that one’s method is superior to the other, nor that one can necessarily overpower the other. It is merely a matter of differing paths to acquire their supernatural abilities.
Brother Chen turned his sharp gaze and strode over, grabbing the kneeling "filial son," who was round-faced and crying profusely, and shouted sternly: "Speak, who is Brother Mo seeking revenge against by coming to this mountain?"
Then the "filial son" shook his head like a rattle drum: "No, no, no, he is a man, a man who is even more beautiful than a woman!"
A celestial being cultivates oneself through the path of cultivation, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, refining one's primordial spirit, communicating with the universe, inhaling and exhaling celestial essence, thereby harnessing the power of heaven and earth
Chen Xuanqiu swiftly lifted the reed and leaped into the wilderness, moving with a speed as quick as the wind
A dozen or so disciples responded loudly, each one casting a signal into the air with a * diagram * book. As each signal paused in the air, it immediately emitted its own brilliance, accompanied by a piercing wail reminiscent of a ghost, shooting out in all directions, dazzling like fireworks
This person has already condensed a Yin spirit, and as the Yin spirit gazes into the void, it is about to forcefully escape.
Young Master Tang effortlessly eliminated more than twenty individuals, his demeanor remaining calm and composed. This is in stark contrast to Chen Xuanqiu, who, after killing just one person, became frightened and began seeking witnesses in an attempt to portray his actions as "justifiable self-defense".
Then why establish the Fengchang Temple? It is important to understand that the purpose of the establishment of the Fengchang Temple by the Emperor of Dayong was to restrain these extraordinary individuals, preventing them from transforming from supporters into factors that could undermine the stability of imperial authority
Mo Jiang shouted loudly: "Let's take action together!"
Two flying swords pierced through the bodies of Yunming and Shaofan, and the sinister power immediately devoured their flesh and blood. Before their bodies could even fall, the evil swords had drained them of their blood and flesh, leaving behind two withered corpses that collapsed to the ground.
At this point, Chen Xuanqiu's expression suddenly changed, and he tilted his ear to listen, then said: "Someone is coming, we must leave!"
However, Young Master Tang, with his "piercing gaze like a torch," emitted two laser-like beams of light that shot out from the swirling shadows like a dragon.
However, if one does not originate from the Fengchang Temple, the only entities that can be communicated with through borrowed methods are minor deities, evil spirits, or even strange and malevolent creatures
Chen Xuanqiu smiled and said, "What kind of divine technique is that? You have not seen my senior brother in action, he ... ... "
Brother Chen was taken aback and said in a fierce voice: "So it's a woman."
Chen Xuanqiu said: "Go to Jizhou City to seek my father-in-law"
They stepped on a ground covered with soul-calling banners and paper money, looking around suspiciously. Suddenly, they discovered two mummified corpses. One of the men, who appeared to be a leader, said: "These two were killed by the Blood-Biting Nether Sword. Could it be the work of Brother Mo? Where are the others?"
Chen Xuanqiu gazed at Young Master Tang, noticing that his complexion had turned much paler, originally not as pale as his own, but now even whiter than his skin. Chen Xuanqiu thought to himself: "It turns out that borrowing power is not so easy; in the end, it still consumes one's own vital energy and essence."
Young Master Tang glanced back at Chen Xuanqiu, leaped forward, and with a whoosh, his entire being seemed to shrink in space, choosing a direction and pursuing it.
Tang Shaozhu casually raised his hand, effortlessly grasping the two flying swords that had been enchanted with dark magic, and said with a sneer: "I, Tang, act on behalf of heaven to administer punishment. Do you dare to resist any further? Begone!"
The one who had traversed the deepest path, Mo Jiang, was the last to be struck by the strange light, and his body instantly exploded. However, a cold wind began to swirl in place, forming a vortex, and the ashes of his flesh rotated with that cold wind, gradually taking on the appearance of Mo Jiang in his lifetime
Young Master Tang let out a hearty laugh, his eyes gleaming with a strange light. He lunged forward, and a dark, heavy measuring rod appeared in his hand. He shouted, "Die!"
Three-line method! Three transformations of divine powers, the eye of the law is like a torch
Pu Er was initially a bit frightened. Although he could leap more than two zhang in a single bound and run faster than a leopard when he met Chen Xuanqiu, he remained steady, which put him at ease. Unable to contain his curiosity, he asked: "Benefactor, where are we going?"
A line of incantation
At this moment, Young Master Tang appears as if he were a deity or a demon
Puff! Puff!
The "filial son" was frightened by Brother Chen's pale face and stammered, "That person... that person is called Chen Xuanqiu"
Chen Xuanqiu moved his body and exclaimed, "Ah! So this is the golden light shield formed by the power of faith!"
The filial son’s eyes lit up and said: "Yes, yes, yes! That Chen Xuanqiu is not yet twenty years old, with fair skin and beautiful features, long legs and a slim waist, bright eyes and a charming demeanor, more beautiful than flowers..."
In the endless darkness, two beams of golden-red light suddenly shot out
However, although they were clawing and scratching, trying to tear at Young Master Tang's flesh, Young Master Tang was surrounded by a faint golden light, as if a golden, transparent bell had descended upon him, protecting his body. Meanwhile, two extraordinary beams of light shot out from his eyes like torches.
Puff puff puff
Brother Chen furrowed his brows and glanced around. The mountains were undulating; how could he possibly search in such a place? He formed hand seals with both hands and muttered incantations under his breath. After a moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he opened his eyes wide in shock, exclaiming: "They are dead! They are all dead!"
Thus, the first generation of the National Master, with great wisdom, created a divine art that enables communication with the heavenly realm, utilizing the power of the deities from the celestial domain.
The gaze of the young master Tang, resembling that of a deity or demon, flickered, and two terrifying beams of light shot towards the numerous ghost cultivators besieging him
The celestial measuring rod struck the malevolent spirit with a resounding bang, and a piercing wail echoed from the swirling cold wind, dissipating with a thunderous crash.
Chen Xuanqiu feels a bit sour; why is it that when others borrow methods, it is not considered a skill?
Another person said: "Brother Chen, could it be that Brother Mo has gone after his enemies?"
The distinction between the two is quite simple. Those who communicate with the primordial forces of heaven and earth and apply them, even if through the means of chanting spells or drawing talismans, are practicing celestial arts. Those who communicate with deities through methods such as chanting spells, drawing talismans, or invoking spirits to borrow power from the divine belong to the realm of divine arts
Practitioners of divine arts also engage in foundational practices such as physical training and breath regulation. However, their physical training is aimed at strengthening their bodies to become vessels for divine power. Their meditation and breath regulation serve to refine their will, enabling them to communicate with celestial deities through the power of visualization and intent.
The deity, who governs the heavenly court and wields authority, acts on behalf of heaven to uphold the righteous path. The divine powers and might of the deity require the faith and offerings of mortals for support. At the same time, the deity can also interact with mortals through certain means, utilizing methods to connect with them.
Brother Chen slapped him across the face and scolded, "Do I have to go around the streets asking people their names, what they look like, or if they have any distinguishing features?"
Above mortals, there are gods and immortals
In the endless darkness, a solemn shout suddenly echoed.
Chen Xuanqiu shook his head and said: "In this world, human life is as insignificant as grass."
Therefore, in today's world, among those who cast spells and use talismans, a considerable portion actually practices techniques belonging to the divine arts.
Senior Brother Chen was taken aback once again, and then he suddenly turned around, instructing everyone: "That person has killed members of my Ghost King Sect and must be eager to escape from Qingliang Prefecture. Immediately inform our disciples and other sects to pay attention to the several main routes out of Qingliang Prefecture, and be on the lookout for a man who is even more beautiful than a woman!"
"My lord, is that young man in black a celestial being?" Pu'er asked timidly
When Young Master Tang arrived just now and saw the standoff between both sides, he noticed that Chen Xuanqiu did not participate when the fighting began. He already knew that Chen was not part of that ghostly faction, so he paid him no mind. Instead, he scanned the surroundings and said in a deep voice: "Bai Tao'er! In the end, one has managed to escape"
One by one, the ghostly cultivators were instantly scattered, their very bodies turning to ashes.
Starting from the second generation of the Fengchang Temple, they have been executing divine punishments on behalf of heaven through their supernatural abilities, and thus they are also referred to by the people as divine officials, walking the world in the name of the divine
Another group of people, however, were dressed in blue garments, with blue cloth wrapped around their heads, their expressions dark and sinister, their attire and demeanor resembling those of Li Rong, Mo Jiang, and other disciples of the Ghost King Sect
The malevolent dragon of the dark spirit coiled around Young Master Tang, grinding away at the faint layer of the "golden light shield" like a millstone. They howled in agony beneath the golden light, continuously dissolving, with the innermost layer already in a state of disarray. However, the "golden light shield" was also gradually becoming dimmer.
Moments later, a group of people rushed into the tranquil valley, among whom several were dressed in mourning attire, clearly the family members of the deceased who had been buried in the mountains earlier. Upon seeing the disarray at the grave, with the coffin in the tomb having been overturned, a group of "filial sons" immediately burst into loud cries of grief
A beautiful woman finds it easy to seek a way out. As she sees everyone struggling against Young Master Tang, Bai Tao'er unexpectedly seizes the opportunity to slip away
The young man in the dark robe and dark crown practices a divine art.
The white peach child lay on the ground, trembling all over in fear
Chen Xuanqiu's senior brothers and sisters are practitioners of immortality. In this world, many of the sects dedicated to cultivation are also descendants of immortals. The immortals, based on the teachings they left behind in the mortal realm before their ascension, continuously nurture new blood.
The last scene in Pu Er's eyes was that dozens, if not hundreds, of malevolent spirits and ghosts, greedily roaring as they lunged towards the young man in the dark robe and dark crown, seeking to devour his flesh and blood. Immediately after, she was taken by Chen Xuanqiu, swiftly retreating several dozen feet, creating distance from that dark mass.
However, despite being only a thin layer, it remains incredibly resilient. It seems that to completely wear away that golden light shield with the filthy aura of ghosts and evil spirits, it will take at least the time of three incense sticks.
Those disciples of the Ghost King Sect and the Profound Yin Ghost Path, once struck by the peculiar light in his eyes, would immediately explode with a resounding bang, meeting a fate of complete annihilation of both body and soul
Young Master Tang stood in place and coldly laughed, saying: "To resist the divine law's punishment is to face the annihilation of your very soul"
As the dark spirit of Mojiang dissipated, the sky suddenly brightened again, the setting sun resembling blood, the green mountains unchanged, as if everything that had just transpired was merely an illusion. Were it not for the two corpses still present, one might almost believe that this event had never occurred.
The first generation of Fengchang Temple were also practitioners, belonging to the lineage of immortality cultivation. However, after the establishment of the Dayong dynasty, they were granted titles and became officials. Since they are officials, how is the training and promotion of these officials conducted? Is it possible that these officials would establish their own sects and recruit disciples?
Young Master Tang flicked his wrist, extending three fingers, and two flying swords suddenly shot back out, stirring the air and producing a sound akin to rolling thunder, even more powerful than when they had first arrived.
Two-line symbol ! ''
It turns out that Bai Tao'er did not participate in the recent battle. Her few senior brothers either did not ally with the Ghost King Sect or lost their lives. Without those burdens, she is free to roam the world.
Young Master Tang said coldly: "Under divine punishment, who can escape! You cannot run away!"
The shadowy dragon spiraled and tightened, while two crimson beams of light pierced through it. The spiraling body of the shadowy dragon was punctured by those two beams, leaving it riddled with countless wounds. Ultimately, the shadowy evil dragon, full of holes, was completely shattered with a resounding bang by that wondrous light
Two beams of strange light shot straight into the sky, illuminating the scene before Pu Er. Countless malevolent spirits and ghosts emerged, their ghostly heads and claws forming a swirling vortex that rapidly encircled Young Master Tang, resembling a black evil dragon spiraling upwards.
Although the representative priest does not dare to impart the true divine arts to his family without permission, he occasionally shares his insights and experiences with them, and these skills gradually spread over time
The crowd was taken aback, and they all wanted to flee, but no matter how fast they ran, they could not match the speed of Young Master Tang, whose eyes shone like lightning
The primary path for practicing divine arts is the Dayong Fengchang Temple