Chapter 542: Demon Suppression

Enjoy the flowers when they bloom and the moon when they are full.

Go for an outing in early spring and play with snow in late winter.

Before we know it, day and night alternate and the four seasons rotate.

On this day, the wind howled and the snow fell.

It completely covered the entire northern wilderness.

But above the Demon-Suppressing Mountains, there was no wind and no snow.

Only the thick clouds that were almost impossible to melt tightly covered the dark mountains.

From time to time, golden thunder fell from the sky, hitting the surface of the Demon-Suppressing Mountains, exploding into dazzling sparks.

It was particularly clear in the dark night.

"Teacher, is the place ahead where the golden-armored gods descended to suppress the dark devil?"

A slightly childish voice sounded, breaking the long-lasting dark silence.

The speaker was a teenager, no more than twenty years old, looking at the high mountain at the end of his sight from a distance, and asked with some curiosity.

Although there was still a distance that was not too close, he could not even see the whole picture of the mountain because of the heavy clouds and the size of the mountain.

He could only see the golden lightning falling continuously, illuminating the dark night sky instantly.

The person being questioned was a middle-aged man. He looked up at the sky, as if he was lost in memories.

After a long silence, he sighed and said, "Yes, after the battle of the gods descending to seal the demons, the originally flat northern wasteland had this black mountain.

Some people said that this was the power of the gods, which changed the topography. Others believed that the mountains in the distance should be transformed from the corpses of demons. Even if they were dead, they had to endure the continuous bombardment of golden thunder."

"What about the golden armored gods who killed the demons? Why didn't they appear again later?"

"I don't know either. Maybe he returned to the divine realm, or he might turn into clouds and send down golden thunder to suppress the demon corpse..."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.

Although a long time has passed, he can't help but feel scared when he recalls the earth-shattering scene of the demons emerging from the abyss and the golden gods descending to seal the demons.

Even if he has reached the Linghu realm above the Lingquan, he can't completely eliminate this fear.

Fortunately, the golden armored god descended and the dark devil surrendered, otherwise if he was allowed to step out of the northern wilderness, it is unknown what kind of terrible disaster would be caused between heaven and earth.

The further he went forward, the more he could feel the majestic and huge mountains that suppressed the demons.

The underground spiritual veins seemed to be cut off, and the spiritual energy became rapidly thinner.

For the spiritual energy cultivators, they clearly felt the increasing sense of oppression.

The middle-aged man in the Linghu realm was better, after all, he could be called a walking spiritual spring, so even if he was a little sad and uncomfortable, he could hold on through the powerful spiritual energy in his body.

Beside him, the young man who was just a young man looked a little unbearable.

He was panting heavily and sweating all over his body.

He tried his best every step forward.

Even with the help and support of the middle-aged man, it was almost difficult to walk.

"Teacher, the pressure here is too great, I really can't walk anymore."

Before he really reached the foot of the demon-suppressing mountains, the young man held the rocks beside him and stopped with a bleak face.

"If you don't reach the spiritual spring realm, the spiritual energy in your body cannot circulate and regenerate endlessly. The closer you are to the core area of ​​the demon-suppressing forbidden land, the more you will have to bear extremely increasing pressure.

If it lasts a little longer, it will not only be useless for your future practice, but will even cause irreparable huge damage."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his eyes looking through the vast snow and looking at the towering mountains in the distance.

When he spoke again, his tone suddenly became serious and solemn, "But you have to know that I knew this situation would happen, and I still brought you to the demon-suppressing Jedi this time. What is the purpose, and what benefits will it bring to your future."

There was a light sound of clang.

The middle-aged man knocked on the rocks beside him, and it actually made a sound like the sound of metal clashing.

He lowered his eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

But his tone of voice was not smiling at all, but full of disappointment and coldness.

"Qiu Lin, if you really can't hold on, then just go back along the original route."

The young man gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty, "I can continue to move forward, just like the teacher said, not only for my own survival, but also for the glory and honor of the family. Even if the disciple risks his life, he must persist to the end."

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time, and then sighed secretly, "The Qiu family, which appeared in the wilderness of the north and formed an army with great monks of Lingquan, suddenly lost its spiritual essence on the night of the gods' arrival to suppress demons. The entire family was besieged by mysterious figures and collapsed and perished in a very short time.

Except for a very small number of younger generations who have not yet begun to practice the family secrets, the once rampant Qiu family battle formation is like a brilliant meteor, which disappears without a trace after streaking across the sky, and it is almost impossible to find any trace of its existence.

As one of the few remaining descendants of the Qiu family, you were ambushed and attacked a few days ago, so you should know what I mean. "

After a pause, he continued, "I don't know whether the rumor is true or not, and I don't know whether the Qiu family is really the descendant of the divine blood.

But your father entrusted you to me, and I accepted you as my last disciple. You also kowtowed and offered tea to me as your master, so I can't just leave you alone and watch you die.

But facing a mysterious and powerful enemy, Shishi is no match for them, so they can only grasp this life-saving straw, and they cannot let go even if they die. "

Qiulin bowed and stood up. Just as he was about to say something, his heart suddenly started to throb.

Even the spiritual energy within the body suddenly surged, bringing an unprecedented and unknown experience.

Qiulin narrowed his eyes suddenly, and at this moment he thought of his elders and relatives at home.

His behavior at this moment seemed to be very similar to when their cultivation level was growing rapidly.

No matter what your qualifications are or how talented you are, if you can gather spiritual energy in a very short period of time and advance all the way up, you have to reach the spiritual spring realm at least.

It's a pity that he was still young at that time and had not really embarked on the path of cultivation, so he had no personal experience.

Therefore, it is really as described in the rumors. The Qiu family are descendants of the divine blood, and they provided power to the golden-armored gods in the battle to suppress the demons. This caused the subsequent decline and weakness, and was taken advantage of by those mysterious enemies. Came in and almost wiped out the entire Qiu family?

"kindness!?"

"What's going on? Why does it feel like this rock is moving?"

Just as Qiu Lin was lost in thought, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed without warning, and he grabbed the disciple next to him and jumped back like lightning.

After landing, he staggered and could barely maintain his standing posture. His legs went weak and he almost collapsed on the ground.

The spiritual energy in his body was out of control at the same time, like a river bursting its banks, surging towards the boulder and disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Go, don't look back!"

The middle-aged man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and without even having time to be surprised or frightened, he pushed the young man back again.

He was left alone to face the mysterious enemy that was about to appear.

Time passed little by little.

The cold wind howled and the snow fell heavily.

Nothing has changed.

There was no subsequent spiritual energy fluctuation, nor did any enemy appear.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

The middle-aged man wiped away the blood that overflowed from his mouth and nose. He was about to turn around to see Qiu Lin's condition, but stopped without any warning.

At this moment, a gentle man's voice sounded, and along with the howling cold wind, it quietly reached the ears of the two of them.

"The night when the gods came to suppress the demons sounded inexplicably sighing."

"You are a descendant of the Qiu family in the North. Although Qiu Mei stabbed me in the back, in any case, I owe you a lot.

Moreover, Qiu Mei may have been helpless and unable to truly control her own destiny, so she lost herself in confusion and was completely occupied by the son of destiny. "

The low sigh lingered, even the howling of the wind was not blurry at all.

The middle-aged man was tense and tried his best to control the last bit of spiritual energy in his body, looking around for the source of the sound.

The surrounding area was empty and desolate.

Apart from the two of them and the large and small jagged rocks, there was no one left.

Uh-huh! ! !

At this moment, the violent storm suddenly became gentle.

Centered on where the two of them were standing, even the temperature was rising.

In an instant, it was like arriving at the turn of spring and summer, and I felt a wonderful feeling of relaxation and joy.

But what surprised the two of them even more was that the originally desolate ground suddenly sprouted buds, which were still growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, they were covered by a dark jungle.

"No, this is not a plant, but a soft tentacle covered with scales!"

The middle-aged man stared at the nearest branches, his heartstrings tightened to the extreme, and even his voice trembled violently when he spoke.

The next moment, something happened that frightened him even more.

Those long snake-like branches seemed to have life, twisting and twisting into a ball, wrapping up the autumn rain not far away without any warning.

Its speed was so fast that even he couldn't react.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

"I think I have never offended you, why do you do this to my disciple..."

Halfway through his words, his voice suddenly stopped and he suddenly became silent.

The eyes looking at the big ink-colored cocoon were full of disbelief and surprise.

"One breath of spiritual spring, three breath of spiritual lake, am I dreaming!?"

"How can a stupid apprentice like me have such a powerful talent!?"

"The descendants of divine blood are indeed the descendants of divine blood!"

"Only one with divine blood can achieve this incredible level."

The middle-aged man's face was changing, and he murmured to himself in a state of confusion, "Brother Qiu, have you seen it? This is your son, a genuine descendant of the divine blood."

"Children of the Qiu family cannot be descendants of divine blood."

Along with the sound of this voice, an illusory figure slowly walked out from the depths of the dark forest, and stopped not far away.

"Strictly speaking, it would be more accurate to say that he is a descendant of the demon."

"A descendant of the Qiu family, a descendant of the demon?"

The middle-aged man frowned, seeming to find it difficult to accept this statement.

The illusory figure nodded slightly, then raised its head to look up at the sky, observing the golden thunder that suddenly became dense and violent.

"The Son of Destiny, the True Realm Mingxu, is so angry that even if it burns the ancient god's true spirit and makes me fall into deep sleep again, it still wants to suppress me in this cold wasteland."

After sighing for a moment, he withdrew his gaze and fell on the middle-aged man again, "Although you are not of the Qiu family's blood, and you did not accept my gift at the beginning, you can be considered as helping me by bringing the descendants of the Qiu family here. A favor and you deserve my thanks and kindness.”

After a pause, he continued, "I haven't really broken the blockade yet, and I don't have anything else to give to you, but I think you have extraordinary talents and amazing bones. You must be a rare martial arts wizard. If you can guide me, It will become a great thing in the future.

Well, I have a mysterious boxing technique here that can summon the dragon. Old sir, do you want to learn it? "

"Exquisite bones, martial arts prodigy..."

"The mysterious boxing technique that summons the dragon?"

The middle-aged man's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, he couldn't even utter a single word.

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you."

He stood still in a daze, subconsciously looking at the disciple who was still wrapped in a big cocoon. For a moment, he was confused and didn't know what to do.

But his body fell down uncontrollably, and he bowed respectfully, "I don't hold back, I pay my respects to the teacher."

"The Eastern Qisu Jiayi Wood has a raised horn, di chamber, heart and tail pan. It emits clouds and gloomy energy, making thunder sound. It is also known as Canglong."

"Although the method I taught you is still divided into three chapters: Guiyuan, Xuanyuan, and Hunyuan, many changes have been made to the content.

Because you have not refined your Qi and blood and transferred your true energy, you can only find another way to build the spiritual veins in your body through the Imperial Spirit Yuan instead. After all, this is the Taixu Spiritual Realm. As long as you can truly understand and perceive the true meaning of Xuan Nian, you will be successful. . "

Uh-huh! ! !

Don't listen attentively, and suddenly countless black shadows flash before your eyes.

Then something pierced the skin and kept meandering inside the body, like needles and threads threading through flesh and blood, bringing about an excruciatingly painful experience.

"In order to help you digest and absorb it and understand it deeply, I have built the corresponding spiritual energy circulation path in your body. Then you can practice according to the three exercises.

However, there is one thing that I must remind you to pay attention to. Although you have good talents and qualifications, which can more easily induce the true meaning of Xuan Nian, you should not be too relaxed and lazy in the process of practice.

Because if you cannot refine these veins within the stipulated time, you are likely to fall into madness until you die in endless pain. "

"After learning this method, your strength level should be greatly increased, and it will be easier for you to do some things for me."

When the illusory figure said this, he turned to look at the Demon-Suppressing Mountain shrouded in dark clouds, where thunder suddenly rumbled and lightning flashed across the void, which was several times more violent and dense than before.

After a moment, he turned back and continued in a calm tone, "It seems that the Son of Destiny is a little unhappy, and there are also some monks from the outside world who are attracted here, and I don't know what they are trying to get involved with.

So in order to speed up your practice and practice the successful method early to help me, I will give you a secret method of swallowing the sky. You can understand as much as you can, it just depends on your good fortune. "

"Eastern Qisu, the secret method of swallowing the sky."

Don't hold back and gasp for breath, feeling the extra things in your body, and you have mixed feelings for a while.

There was also a practice method that seemed to be imprinted in his mind, which also surprised him greatly, and he was impressed by the cleverness of this illusory figure.

However, when he first looked at it, he only felt that this boxing technique was ordinary. It was nothing more than introducing spiritual energy into the body and then running the perception according to fixed veins.

No matter how hard you think about it, you can't find any content that can summon the dragon to descend.

There is even a huge gap compared to the exercises he has practiced.

But as he delved deeper, Wu Kui couldn't help but feel in a trance. He didn't know where he was, as if his soul was floating out of his body, penetrating through the thick clouds above, and crossing the gray fog like the deep sea, and came to a dark void. deep.

Unknowingly, he was dripping with cold sweat, and he didn't even know when the illusory figure disappeared.