Chapter 328

"Demon Evil Eye."

"Soul-Trapping Banner."

"Soul-Hooking and Spirit-Seizing Lamp."

Gu Qing browsed through them one by one, and when he saw the "Heavenly Demon Banner," he paused slightly.

Over a hundred years ago, when Tian Chengzi was the sect leader, Wan Jianyi and Dao Xuan Zhenren had just achieved some success. The Demon Sect leader, Chou Wangyu, led the four great demon sects to attack Mount Qingyun. In this battle, Chou Wangyu relied on the "Heavenly Demon Strategy," the "Heavenly Demon Banner," and the operation of "Profound Yin Ghost Qi" to keep Tian Chengzi suppressed at every turn, until he finally pulled out the Zhu Xian Sword to finish Chou Wangyu off.

It was during that great battle that the Heavenly Demon Banner was captured by Shang Zhengliang and subsequently fell into the hands of the Profound Heaven Sect.

As for the method of operating the Profound Yin Ghost Qi, it was recorded inside the Heavenly Demon Banner. This is a set of "Ghost Dao" techniques, condensed by gathering the vital energy of the living and the ghost energy of the dead. Once the technique is mastered, black energy surges like lacquer or ink, changing in unpredictable ways.

In the future, after Dao Xuan Zhenren was backlashed by the Zhu Xian Sword during the battle with the Beast God, he began to cultivate the "Profound Yin Ghost Qi." Relying on his own solid strength, he fought the third seat of Qingyun, Tian Buyi, the Shangqing Realm's Lu Xueqi, and the four-book-wielding Zhang Xiaofan; it was truly strange and unfathomable.

"Vital energy of the living, ghost energy of the dead..."

Gu Qing flipped through the Profound Yin Ghost Qi recorded in the Heavenly Demon Banner and felt it was a coincidence. This Soul-Devouring Stick was condensed from the Blood-Devouring Bead and the Soul-Seizing Stick; whether it was the vital energy of the living or the ghost energy of the dead, there was no shortage of it at all. And after condensing the Profound Yin Ghost Qi, he could rely on merit, or in the future, when he reached the Myriad Laws Returning to the Ancestor Realm, he could convert it using his internal energy...

After a brief perusal, he had already finished reading the Profound Yin Ghost Qi.

Gu Qing pondered carefully, feeling that there was much brilliance within this Ghost Dao.

"Heavenly Demon Strategy... This thing also came out of the Heavenly Demon Strategy."

Gu Qing thought of this name and couldn't help but smile. Gu Qing had collected all ten volumes of the Heavenly Demon Strategy from the Twin Dragons World, and he knew all the contents by heart. At this moment, looking at the "Profound Yin Ghost Qi," Gu Qing actually gave birth to many new thoughts.

"Have you considered it?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren arrived very early.

"With just this little bit of stuff, it's hard for me to get things done."

Gu Qing had already read through the demonic secret manuals here. The most outstanding one among them was naturally the Profound Yin Ghost Qi. Most of the remaining manuals were incomplete, and one could only catch a glimpse of a scale or a claw. As for the demonic magic treasures, they were basically all battle-damaged versions.

"Hehe..."

Dao Xuan Zhenren laughed twice and said, "Everything has right and wrong, and human nature has black and white. All things are integrated into the Taiji, rotating endlessly. To persuade you, I pondered for a whole night of rhetoric, but I didn't expect that in the end, it wasn't about morality, but about interests."

Dao Xuan Zhenren's face carried a hint of strangeness.

Throughout the generations of the Profound Heaven Sect, the disciples all had the word "morality" in their hearts and all had a proud backbone. Someone like Gu Qing asking the sect leader for interests was truly rare.

Gu Qing's gaze was strange as he said, "Everything has right and wrong, and human nature has black and white. All things are integrated into the Taiji, rotating endlessly—this is the rhetoric you thought of, right?"

"..."

Dao Xuan was silent.

"I just feel that this sentence is a bit redundant."

Gu Qing waved his hand, easily turning the page.

"The Profound Heaven Sect has four great sword arts."

Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly said, "Except for the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder Art, the remaining three sets of sword arts are all on Tongtian Peak. Among them, there is one called the Seven Star Sword Style, and I feel you have an affinity with it."

Gu Qing's gaze was slightly stunned. This Seven Star Sword Style and Xiao Yicai's Seven Star Sword were basically the direct inheritance of the sect leader. This Dao Xuan Zhenren was both severing Gu Qing's connection with the Zhan Long Sword and passing on the Seven Star Sword Style; this could also be considered a kind of "all things integrated into the Taiji."

Changhe City.

This place is a vital hub in the East Sea area, with many merchants coming and going. Even cultivators who come here mostly have to stop and rest.

It was noon, and the restaurant was full of people. Just as the bells rang, a man in black wearing a ferocious bronze mask walked in from outside. His sideburns were slightly white, and he had golden bells hanging from his waist. The jingling sounds were all brought about by the man's walking.

This person who entered seemed to carry a gloomy ghost energy, and the arms exposed outside were also withered and stiff. After entering the shop, the waiter didn't even dare to come forward to serve him.

"Ginseng soup, porridge and rice."

The person's voice was low, carrying a commanding tone. He ordered several dishes in a row, not caring at all whether the restaurant could make them. When the waiter heard this, he moved two steps closer to Gu Qing, wanting to explain, but as soon as he got close, he smelled a scent of incense and yellow paper, as if he had walked out of a funeral, which made his skin crawl, and he didn't dare to say more, cautiously conveying it to the back kitchen.

The low pressure brought by this man in black made the whole restaurant gradually quiet down. When people were eating and drinking, they tacitly lowered their voices, fearing to disturb him.

"Nian Laoda, why are we afraid of him?"

At a wine table on the second floor, a man holding a folding fan with an evil expression looked at the man in black with great curiosity.

"Young Master Lin, watch your words."

The person called Nian Laoda hurriedly stopped him. After secretly sizing up the man in black, he was very timid and said, "This person is probably the rising star in the demonic path, Mr. Tong."

"Mr. Tong?"

Lin Feng heard the name Mr. Tong, his spine tightened, and he became spirited.

It is said that this Mr. Tong comes from the Central Plains and usually likes to sleep with the dead in the righteous village. He was originally a person who cultivated silently, but more than a month ago, when Li Xun of the Fenxiang Valley was chasing a fox demon, he offended this Mr. Tong. The famous Fenxiang Valley disciple fell into Mr. Tong's hands in less than one round.

"At that time, more than a dozen Fenxiang Valley disciples were all knocked down by Mr. Tong in one move, and they were also scolded by Mr. Tong, saying 【The Fenxiang Jade Book is a complete mess】."

Lin Feng heard Nian Laoda say these things, leaned his head over, and asked in a low voice, "I heard that the Mei Niangzi of the Hehuan Sect, I don't know how she conflicted with Mr. Tong. Mr. Tong only used one move, and that Mei Niangzi spun a few times in his hands, eventually turning into a human skin that fell to the ground."

"And the people from the Ghost King Sect."

Nian Laoda said, "We are most familiar with the Ghost King Sect. Inside the Ghost King Sect, there are two young people with the most outstanding cultivation. One is called Yan Hui, and the other is called the Killing Monk. These two people don't know how they broke into the righteous village where Mr. Tong was cultivating, and then they were whipped by Mr. Tong. It is said that when Mr. Tong was whipping Yan Hui, he scolded, 【Who are you putting on a straight face for? Don't you know that you shouldn't hit a smiling person?】"

"The Killing Monk saw Yan Hui being whipped away, immediately laughed out loud, and then was slapped over by Mr. Tong, who scolded, 【You still have the face to laugh?】"

Lin Feng heard this, silently looked at Mr. Tong over there, and felt that this Mr. Tong's temperament was fickle, his joy and anger were unpredictable, and coupled with his high cultivation, he was indeed difficult to deal with.

It is better to respect him from a distance.

Lin Feng was pondering when he suddenly felt his back go cold. Following his gaze, he saw that 【Mr. Tong】 was staring at him. He guessed that their discussion just now had been heard by Mr. Tong.

Now that his gaze met Mr. Tong's, Lin Feng's mind raced, thinking of a way to resolve the awkwardness with Mr. Tong. Just as he was about to bow and admit his mistake, several more people came into the inn, surrounding that Mr. Tong from all directions. Lin Feng, following Nian Laoda, knew many people from the Ghost King Sect. Now that he saw Mr. Tong had been surrounded, he was naturally greatly relieved, and incidentally gave Mr. Tong a disdainful smile.

"Swish!"

The Mountain and River Fan unfolded, and Lin Feng calmly picked up a cup of wine and tasted it slowly.

"Holy Envoy Qinglong."

Nian Laoda walked hurriedly and went down to greet him. Beside this Holy Envoy Qinglong, there was also a middle-aged scholar with thin eyebrows and a square face, as well as Mr. Ghost, who was like a black shadow and held a high status in the Ghost King Sect.

"So it's Nian Laoda."

The middle-aged scholar saw Nian Laoda greeting him, took the initiative to help him up, and said, "Back at Kongsang Mountain, in order to encircle and suppress Ye Fan, your Lianxue Hall suffered grievances."

Lin Feng heard Nian Laoda say that back at Kongsang Mountain, in order to encircle and suppress Ye Fan, Qinglong took out his status as a Holy Envoy and forcibly incorporated the Lianxue Hall. It was also because of this that the Lianxue Hall became familiar with the Ghost King Sect.

"No grievances, no grievances."

Nian Laoda heard the middle-aged scholar's greeting, and tears were almost flowing out of excitement. Under the comfort of the middle-aged scholar, he stood directly beside Holy Envoy Qinglong, sharing the same hatred and encircling Mr. Tong.

Remembering the last time they fought side by side like this, it was still to encircle and suppress Ye Fan...

"Mr. Tong."

The middle-aged scholar with thin eyebrows and a square face examined him carefully and said, "May I ask if you have ever seen the Heavenly Demon Banner?"

The Heavenly Demon Banner was the flag of the Demon Sect a hundred years ago and was the magic treasure of the Demon Sect leader Chou Wangyu. The people of the Demon Sect were also under the call of the Heavenly Demon Banner that they rushed to attack the Profound Heaven Sect one after another.

Mr. Tong's gaze was cold, and he did not speak.

"Mr. Tong doesn't need to be so resistant."

The middle-aged scholar with thin eyebrows and a square face cupped his hands and said, "I am Wan Renwang, and I hold the position of the Ghost King Sect leader. I am truly ashamed, but with my limited vision, I have also recognized that what you are cultivating is the Profound Yin Ghost Qi that shook the world a hundred years ago."

Mr. Tong still did not speak.

The middle-aged scholar smiled again and said frankly, "Mr. Tong doesn't need to be so resistant. We just heard that your magic power is outstanding and wanted to get to know you... Sir, what you have hanging from your waist should be the Hehuan Bell that the Hehuan Sect has lost for eight hundred years."

As soon as the reputation of this Hehuan Bell came out, some cultivators around looked at Mr. Tong with eager gazes, as if they could snatch it over.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Mr. Tong's voice was dry and hoarse.

"This is related to all the disciples of our Holy Sect."

The middle-aged scholar announced his name and said, "In that great battle a hundred years ago, I was providing support at the foot of the mountain, but I also knew that the sect leader's Heavenly Demon Banner was left behind in Qingyun, and the Profound Yin Ghost Qi was lost since then. Now that you have cultivated the Profound Yin Ghost Qi, our Holy Sect disciples naturally have to find the Heavenly Demon Banner."

The middle-aged scholar first threatened slightly, and then spoke, preparing to lure him with benefits.

"Swish!"

Mr. Tong, who was sitting there, suddenly made a move. Ghost energy was gloomy, covering Nian Laoda who was in the lead. Qinglong was on the side, and seeing this palm, he immediately blocked it with a backhand. In this back-and-forth, Gu Qing's hands moved three times and three times, launching six claws in a row, each claw striking directly at the vital points, fast and peerless.

When Qinglong faced these six claws, he only felt the ghost energy was gloomy, but he also hurriedly blocked it. However, he saw that at this moment, Gu Qing's other hand was vacant, covering Nian Laoda's head.

"Stop!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Behind this inn, two more people suddenly made a move. In an instant, the whole restaurant was tottering. Inside this restaurant, fire was everywhere, black smoke was spreading, and everything was in chaos.

At this moment, Gu Qing escaped into the black smoke. In this mist, he poked east and west. Only the sound of bells could be heard, and his head was dizzy. Suddenly, a hurricane rose. By the time Qinglong and the others turned around, they saw that Mr. Tong was already holding two people and standing outside the inn. One was Nian Laoda, and the other was Lin Feng, who had just provoked Mr. Tong.

"I am the... of the Fengyue Ancestor..."

Before Lin Feng finished speaking, he felt as if holes had been opened in his body. Endless true energy began to flow out, and all his blood and vital energy flowed away. In Nian Laoda's gaze, Lin Feng saw what he would look like three or four hundred years later.

Extremely aged!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Mr. Tong raised his hand and threw them. Lin Feng and Nian Laoda both fell down. At this time, the two of them finally knew what Mei Niangzi looked like when she died.

The Ghost King, Qinglong, and the others, after this round, felt that this Mr. Tong's methods were unfathomable, and he was ruthless. This Lin Feng had only provoked him slightly, and he killed him as soon as he said so, without any room for reconciliation.

"Swish..."

Silently and without a trace, Mr. Ghost came to the front of Lin Feng and Nian Laoda. Looking at the two people's vital energy and cultivation power being completely drained, he raised his head, stared at 【Mr. Tong】, and asked, "What kind of technique is this?"

It was like extracting blood energy and cultivation power. There were also methods in the Demon Sect, but 【Mr. Tong】's move seemed to plunder a person's entire cultivation power and blood essence. There was no such method in the demonic path.

"Swallowing Heaven Demon Art."

【Mr. Tong】 said coldly under the bronze mask.

Swallowing Heaven Demon Art...

The Ghost King was sure he had never heard of this demon art, and Mr. Ghost was also suspicious, but the two of them looked at Mr. Tong and clearly felt that Mr. Tong's hair seemed to be a bit blacker.

"Mr. Tong."

The Ghost King cupped his hands towards Mr. Tong and said, "Mr. Tong's methods are amazing, and you are a strange person in the world. Wan Renwang apologizes for the disrespect just now."

After this short period of probing, the Ghost King had already seen many of this Mr. Tong's methods and praised them highly.

Mr. Ghost also stared at Mr. Tong, his voice hoarse, and said, "Since we are both people of the Ghost Dao, why don't we join hands and work together for a great cause, how about it?"

Mr. Ghost couldn't figure out Mr. Tong's foundation for a while, but he was confident that through long-term interaction, he would be able to study Mr. Tong clearly.

"Work together for a great cause?"

Mr. Tong gave a gloomy smile and said, "Don't think I don't know what you are doing? I have no interest, and you have no talent!"

(End of chapter)