Chapter 1779 Taiping Ghost Messenger

While helping Yuan Lao Xi take advantage of Chai Asi, and at the same time helping Chai Asi guard against Yuan Lao Xi, this great god named Jiang was really busy.

After all, Moyun City has a low starting point, so it seems too slow no matter how you operate.

Even though Yuan Laoxi and Chai Asi were trying to heal the injury, it was still a drop in the bucket.

After all, even with the power of Qinghuaguohui, it is quite difficult to collect medicine that is effective for the Demon King's injury.

Not to mention the two incense owners below.

Jiang Wang now mainly uses these already expensive medicinal materials to promote the self-healing ability of golden body and chalcedony.

Of course, the shining of the light of heaven is also essential every day.

But this recovery speed is still too slow for a person struggling to survive alone in the demon territory...

No matter what kind of dilemma you are in, your own strength is always the basis for coping with everything.

As long as the injury does not recover, he will not be able to rest assured.

Chai Asi is now a rising star making a name for himself in Flower Street, a young man who has signed up for the Golden Balcony Fighting Club. Yuan Laoxi is the behind-the-scenes controller of Flower Street and the pope of the Faceless Religion that is developing rapidly in the dark world.

But the strength and power of the two are far from enough to reach the level of the Demon King.

So at nightfall, a fat figure appeared on the streets of Moyun City——

This demon was wearing black night clothes and a black face scarf, with two long and narrow swords stuck in its back.

With a lightness that was incompatible with his body shape, he sprinted across the rooftops.

The blood moon is in the sky, which is a good time for killing.

"who?"

When the black boots stepped on the green tiles, a low shout sounded in a certain room.

Dozens of dense blood energy ignited almost at the same time.

The fat masked demon paused for a moment, and the rubble cracked. The huge body fell directly into the room!

There was a faint smell of sandalwood in the room, and the layout turned out to be a hidden Buddhist hall, but the candlelight was dim and it was quite eerie.

The "good believers" gathered here all showed their evil looks and evil faces.

The fat masked demon had already drawn his sword when he fell. The two swords were spread out from his back like wild geese. Among the broken tiles and wood chips of the beams... the swords continued to scream.

Swipe, swipe, swipe, the light of the knife is like lightning, and it flashes into the dark room.

There were no more screams, because there was no time to sound.

After Yudian fell silent, there was only the sound of bang bang bang, the body falling to the ground. All the believers in this hidden Buddhist hall had been killed.

At this moment, all the broken tiles on the roof have not yet fallen.

Amidst the dust, the fat masked demon knelt on one knee, crossed his arms in front of him, and raised a pair of blades behind his spine, like cast iron wings.

His cold eyes looked ruthlessly forward in the space where his arms were crossed——

There is a statue of Buddha sitting on a lotus platform.

This statue is shining with divine light and looks very precious. It is obvious that there is a lot of incense on weekdays.

He also has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, compassionate eyes, and is wearing a cassock, making him look like a righteous Buddha with good faith.

The earlobes on both sides are as big as pendant beads, which are exactly the signs of a demon glowing with golden light.

Only the lotus platform on which he is sitting is black.

The kind of black that absorbs all light.

In front of this statue of the Black Lotus Buddha, there stands a succubus with a holy face, her body lightly covered with gauze, and the beauty of the statue is vague.

She was the only one who didn't take action just now, and the only one who survived. Her voice was extremely enchanting: "Mr. sir! Why do you come here uninvited?"

But no one has yet to digest her coquettishness.

The next moment, the Black Lotus Buddha statue behind her suddenly sprouted fangs and changed into a terrifying appearance. The black lotus under the seat turned slightly, and the Buddha's light behind the statue's head expanded instantly, turning into a huge shadow with a ferocious shape, covering the entire Buddhist hall!

That shadow——

Evil eyes were densely packed, bone spurs were like a forest, and black blood was dripping.

The extremely evil voice resounded here, shocking the body and soul: "Now that I have seen the World Honored One, how can I not surrender?!"

The statue saw a spirit, and the evil god came to the world!

This is indeed a terrible scene. But the fat masked demon holding two swords just flashed his eyes, and a divine seal branded with frost-white wind appeared in his pupils.

As soon as this seal appeared, the cold and cruel voice stopped suddenly, as if it was being strangled by some great being.

"I am... uh!"

In less than a breath, the light and shadow have changed drastically.

But I saw flowers falling from the sky, golden lotuses sprouting from the ground, and I heard the sound of bells and chants.

The brilliant light rolled past like a torrent, and it seemed vaguely like a huge Buddha's palm covering it, grabbing something away.

Therefore, the shadow Buddha light, the evil eye bone spur, the Buddha light, the black lotus statue...all disappeared.

There was only a broken altar table.

There was only the banshee at the altar who had all her life force taken away from her.

The beautiful succubus with a saintly face was now deeply wrinkled and extremely old. She collapsed among the fragments of the altar table, her body exuding a fishy stench, and she was dying and said: "You... you are..."

The huge masked monster just sheathed his sword, got up and walked out.

The back of his crossed swords didn't stop at all.

And the blood of the dead in the room meandered like a river, and finally gathered in the middle of the house, leaving behind four words of calm, bloody——

"The Taiping Ghost Chaos."

Kill the gods and destroy the ghosts, and the world will be at peace.

Taiping ghost mission, specializes in destroying evil gods of evil cults!

This name is the most notorious God Killer in the underground world of Moyun City in recent times.

Divine ways are prevalent in the demon world, and evil gods of all kinds emerge in endlessly.

There have always been strong men who uphold justice and take it as their responsibility to kill evil gods. But in the history of Moyun City, no name is as loud as today's "Taiping Ghost Messenger".

As soon as he debuted, he killed the most vicious evil god under Fushougou and uprooted the evil sect hidden in the gutter.

Fushougou is the most complicated section of the sewer system in Moyun City. It is so complicated that cockroaches will get lost when walking in it, and it is difficult for mice to survive in it. Therefore, countless crimes have been bred. The evil gods who can become famous in this place are conceivably cruel. But they were also defeated by Taiping Ghost Messenger in one battle, becoming a stepping stone for his fame.

It is said that Taiping Ghost Messenger is three meters tall and two meters in waist circumference. He has excellent body skills, can hide without a trace, is good at using double swords, and can control the divine wind.

Of course, there are not many people who have really seen him.

None of the evil gods he targeted has survived so far. In addition to the corpses of the evil god believers, there were only four words "Taiping Ghost Messenger" on the scene.

The monsters must admit that since the appearance of Taiping Ghost Messenger, the dark world of Moyun City has become much more peaceful.

And the mysterious organization behind Taiping Ghost Messenger, Taiping Dao, has also officially entered the sight of some monsters...

Walking out of the destroyed cult headquarters, the masked fat monster leaped up, and with a few leaps, he had already left the block. The red moon above his head illuminated his huge figure, and he ran fast in the inky night, fulfilling his duties tonight, and suddenly turned around and disappeared in the dark corner.

Three quarters of an hour later, this fat figure came out of a residential building two blocks away. Wrapped in a hooded coat, he turned east and west, and then went into a gambling house that was open all night, and quickly disappeared in the noisy and crowded group of gamblers.

When he walked out of the back door filled with all kinds of garbage, he had changed his clothes again.

As a famous god-killer, he must be cautious.

Why are evil gods so difficult to eradicate?

It's not because they are so powerful.

It's because many so-called evil gods are just "blood gloves" of some powerful characters. They help those who are really in power to plunder bloody interests.

On the surface, this city certainly welcomes the Taiping Ghost Messenger who upholds justice, but it is not certain how many eyes are waiting for his death in secret.

When he walked out of a dark alley and appeared in another block, the famous Taiping Ghost Messenger had already returned to his original appearance of fat head and big ears.

The double knives behind him were gone, and in this frosty weather, he was only wearing a short coat, revealing his fat belly.

He was big and strong, and he pushed open the door of the Old Ape Tavern. The young men who watched the scene and the waiters who sold wine along the way greeted him: "Brother Dali!"

He was the right-hand man of Ape Laoxi, the pig Dali of the Old Ape Tavern!

Waving his hand casually, Zhu Dali sat down in front of the wine cabinet, and said casually: "Nothing to do tonight?"

"Ape Scar is dead, what else can happen in this area?" The charming Yuan Xiaoqing said casually: "And Brother Chai also takes good care of us."

Zhu Dali frowned when he heard this. He regarded Yuan Xiaoqing as his sister. Seeing that this girl was getting closer and closer to Chai Asi, he felt that he was not a good person: "That Chai Asi is not a good person, stay away from him."

If it were in the past, even if he really felt that Chai Asi was not a good match, he would not dare to say so.

But it is different now.

Yuan Laoxi has found a way to curb the decline of his strength, and his swordsmanship has reached a higher level. Now his power has expanded rapidly, and he is now the strongest incense master of the Water Curtain Hall. He can take the position at any time and become one of the three hall masters of the Flower and Fruit Association.

As a capable general of Yuan Laoxi, Zhu Dali is not inferior to ordinary incense masters.

This is the confidence that he can speak openly. In a sense, the change in his attitude is also a cover-up to better fit his identity.

Of course, his deeper reliance came from his identity behind the scenes. By chance, he was valued by the leader of the Taiping Dao and joined the mysterious organization "Taiping Dao" headquartered in Mingkong Hanshan. He was given the Taiping Sword Record and the Taiping Divine Wind Seal, and he was already a Taiping ghost messenger that frightened all the evil gods in Moyun City.

He didn't know what kind of mountain Mingkong Hanshan was and where it was. He didn't know what kind of organization the Taiping Dao was. In short, it was very mysterious, and mystery was enough.

"Okay, okay, I know." Yuan Xiaoqing replied indifferently, obviously not listening.

Zhu Dali knew that it was useless to persuade him, and there was nothing to say about love between men and women, so he took a jar of wine, found a corner and sat down, and started tonight's work of watching the scene.

In the past, he always liked to be the focus of the monster group and enjoyed the feeling of being watched and complimented by other monsters.

Now he just felt that everything was too flashy, rough and shallow. He just wanted to drink quietly and watch the noise of those ordinary monsters calmly.

After all, I am... not a monster from the same world as them.

Sitting here so ordinary at this moment, who knows how handsome I am tonight when I kill gods?

He drank the slightly bitter wine slowly, enjoying the faint melancholy, feeling that the ordinary time is gone forever...

In this ordinary yet extraordinary night, Yuan Laoxi was preaching painstakingly, Chai Asi was practicing hard to defend the golden body, and Zhu Dali was feeling about the monster life.

At the same time, Jiang Wang, who was the ancient Chiyun Mountain God, the ancient monster clan hell Yama God, and the Taiping Dao Lord, was also trapped in his own thoughts.

Zhu Dali learned the Taiping Sword Record, of course, thanks to the teachings of Brother Douxian. Although he could not learn it as easily as he did when he taught Chai Asi swordsmanship, it was not difficult to develop a set of targeted exquisite sword moves after careful thinking.

The Frost Wind Divine Seal that appeared in Zhu Dali's pupils was the Divine Seal Method that Jiang Wang used the Buzhou Wind Divine Ability to seal.

As for the name Taiping Dao, it really existed in history. It was one of the branches of Taoism, and later disappeared in the long river of time. Some fragments of this Taoist classics still exist.

Jiang, who has read a lot of classics, adjusted it slightly and changed it into a demon clan version. He also made a "Taiping Dao Canon" that conforms to the demon clan's worldview, and planned to give Zhu Dali some philosophical thoughts after his cultivation improved, so as not to fool him at that time...

Of course, this happened in an unknown period of time.

The Shinto patriarch Yuan Laoxi, the pride of heaven Chai Asi, and the Taiping ghost Zhu Dali are the three carriages of the ancient god surnamed Jiang running wildly in the demon territory.

And for each running carriage, he reserved the possibility of abandoning the carriage and escaping.

What is the saying of "a cunning rabbit has three burrows"!

He, the Marquis Wu'an of the Great Qi, has read military books and attended classes at the Jixia Academy. It is impossible to say that he really does not understand strategy. He is just too lazy to use his brain on weekdays and is willing to give Chong Xuan Pang a little more chance.

What really made Marquis Wu'an fall into thinking at this moment was actually the evil god just now... or the evil Buddha?

Buddhism is one of the prominent schools in the world. He had never thought that it had such an influence in the demon world before.

In fact, during this period of struggling to survive in the demon territory, he has already noticed that many cultures of the human race are reflected in the demons. There are even many common living habits, which makes him unable to tell whether it is the human race that influences the demon race, or the demon race that influences the human race.

Just like the human race in ancient times, many Taoist arts are imitating the natural magic arts of the demon race. The bloody battles that lasted for several great eras have long made the two races have a deep understanding of each other, and have left a deep mark on each other.

There are hundreds of species and thousands of species of demons, and the signs of demons are different. But in essence, they still belong to the same powerful group, so they are named "demon".

The differences between different ethnic groups are actually not big. Let Jiang Wang describe it, it is more like the differences between the major tribes on the grassland. It is also similar to the "barbaric" that the people of Jing country call the people of Chu country and the "wild" that the people of Mu country call.

Just like Chai Asi, Yuan Laoxi and Zhu Dali, the ancient gods with the surname Jiang who are most in contact with now, he, who combines the old grandfather of the god master and the Taoist master, has a considerable understanding of the body structure and even the power of the soul of these three demons.

They are all from the same race. The difference between them is the difference in demon signs. This only affects the different magical powers they will develop in the future. It is not the racial difference between pigs, dogs and monkeys.

Demons are not beasts.

This concept is said thousands of times, but it is not as good as observing it once by yourself and understanding it deeply.

Jiang Wang couldn't help but think--

Even in the human race, different extraordinary monks usually have different divine powers. How is this different from the demon race with different demon signs?

So, apart from the demon signs, what is the difference between humans and demons?

Is it just that all demons are born with Tao veins?

Of course, this question may be too big. At this moment, he is digesting the newly plundered divine power and repairing the injuries of his soul. He is more concerned about another question--

According to some ancient historical records, the founder of Buddhism, the great existence called "World Honored One", was born at the end of the ancient times. He experienced the destruction of the world by the demon tide, achieved greatness in the Middle Ages, and participated in the war of the third generation of human emperor Lieshan chasing the Dragon Emperor in the sea.

In the middle of the ancient times, the second generation of human emperors, Youxiong clan, had joined hands with three Taoist masters to build the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters, completely cutting off the hope of the monsters returning to the world.

In the "Bodhi Sitting Dao Sutra" taught by Yan Chanyi of Jixia Academy, it is said that "the Buddha saw the Lion King and realized the Lion's Roar."

This simple sentence, what a magnificent historical torrent!

It shows that the Buddha has been to the Heavenly Prison World...

That great existence even saw the Lion King in the Heavenly Prison World and realized the true Buddhist law such as the Lion's Roar. He even passed down the Taoist tradition, which was spread quite widely, so that the fallen evil Buddha appeared in Moyun City.

So...how did he do it?

When the human race had not built the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters for a long time and had not yet gained a foothold in the Heavenly Prison World, how did the Buddha travel back and forth between the two worlds safely?

Although the Buddha is powerful, the monsters are not short of strong people who match him. How could they allow him to come and go freely?

If we can capture the experience of the Buddha in the demon clan and understand that period of history that must have been magnificent, perhaps we can go against the will of the demon clan and truly find the way home that has already succeeded!

Friendly recommendation of a book "Martial Demon Spirit Fairy", written by one of our alliance leaders, which was just put on the shelves yesterday. You can go and have a look when you have time. Contribute to the first order or something (although she was stupid enough not to tell me in advance yesterday, which caused her to be late and unable to keep up with the first order)

She said that the day she gets 10,000 orders is the day she will reward me with 100 million alliances.

I will do a ritual for her, and wish her 10,000 orders soon!