Chapter 465: Three Heavenly Masters Enter Jiankang, You Have Great Potential for Cultivating Demons

A ray of dawn bloomed from the horizon, and the morning light reflected on the sea.

The morning tide slapped the shore of Donghai County. The tide brought waves, crashing against the mudflats wave after wave. Looking from afar, there was a piece of gold between the connection of heaven and water, and the waves rolled onto the beach, like countless strings of fine pearls.

Suddenly, a foot stepped on countless pearls, and the foam broke with a "pop". When the wave fell, an old man, dark and thin, like a fisherman, stood with his hands behind his back on the sea, wearing a loose Daoist robe. By the time the second wave rolled up and fell, he had completely stepped onto the beach.

This old man who seemed to have waded across the sea didn't even get his hemp-soled cloth shoes wet. He had a pair of phoenix eyes and a long beard on his chin, and his style was extraordinary.

Behind him, Xu Daofu, who had met Qian Chen before, followed the old man respectfully and said in a low voice: "Heavenly Master..."

Sun En pondered slightly, his expression waveless: "Seven thousand miles up the Great River is Jiankang! I think I haven't set foot here for sixty years... Going there, I'm afraid many ripples will arise again. When will this world be peaceful?"

He stared in the direction of Jiankang. The spiritual thoughts of a Primordial Spirit True Person were enough to overlook Jiankang from the coast of the East Sea, deterring everything there.

Sun En sighed faintly: "In the past, when my Dao career was first achieved, I always looked down on the incompetent people of the noble families who were busy with their own interests, so I thought of going north to Jiankang to measure the weight of the younger generation of the noble families. At that time, under Mount Huiji, I met a group of young people..."

"At that time, among the noble families, only Wang Xizhi could contend with me. Among the juniors, two were very interesting and could enter my eyes. One was Wang Dao, so later, after I achieved the Primordial Spirit, I accepted his nephew Wang Xianzhi as a disciple. The other one, who hasn't achieved the Primordial Spirit until now, is surprising!"

Xu Daofu hesitated: "Is it Xie Anshi that the Master is talking about?"

"Yes!" Sun En looked up at the sky and sighed: "However, he shouldn't be far from that realm!"

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Xuanwu Lake!

The small boat Qian Chen left was empty. Water birds swept across the lake, leaving a string of reflected shadows. At this moment, a figure suddenly stood on the broken covered boat lying on the lake!

Heavenly Master Tao stood on the boat with his hands behind his back, staring at the misty water vapor on the lake.

He stood on the water eye of Xuanwu Lake, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate the lake surface and look directly at the Heavenly Master Sword suppressing the water eye below. The two dragons of Yin-Yang mountains and rivers were entangled under the Heavenly Master Sword, like a tortoise and snake coiled together, forming a Xuanwu. A faint smile appeared on Tao Hongjing's mouth, as if he were patiently waiting for someone.

After a while, the sound of a melodious Dao song came from the shore.

"Iron flute blows twice to break the dawn smoke, meeting again after how many years. Once I had things outside of inaction, I paid it on the tip of the hair and couldn't finish passing it on. A few stems of white hair, you are already old, how many times have I been ahead in the blue clouds? The world's exhaustion is just like this, why not travel together back to the cave heaven."

Hearing the sound, Heavenly Master Tao turned his head and smiled: "Old Daoist Zhang, are you going to take back the Heavenly Master Sword?"

The newcomer smiled: "Since I have promised him five hundred years, why should the old Daoist break his promise! It's just that the Heavenly Master Sword is still there, but the old friend is about to be gone!"

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God-Sacrificing Platform, the demon monk who was hated by people and ghosts stopped under the stone platform, touched his head and laughed strangely. He stared at the tall stone platform, his eyes looking strange.

"Three have left?"

The demon monk muttered.

Through his eyes, he saw a different scene—the tribulation qi here was low and heavy. In the secret Qi-Gazing Eye of the Supreme Louguan, the soaring tribulation qi was gestating a thick, heavy black cloud overhead.

In the robbery cloud, the brilliance of various lucks rose to the sky. Among them, the strongest one was very tragic. That luck was like a purple real dragon, but it was covered in wounds, and the wounds were constantly dripping with mysterious yellow dirty blood, wrapped in blood-colored evil qi.

The injured dragon of luck was arrogant in its claws and teeth.

There was not a shred of the True Dragon's majesty left, only endless baleful qi, eager to strangle all intruders.

"Sure enough, he didn't close the dead pass to start impacting the Primordial Spirit!"

Qian Chen looked at other colorful lucks again. Except for a clear qi hidden with murderous intent, crisscrossing three hundred zhang, like a green rope hanging a person, others...

Green-black qi, like sixty zhang high, the luck transformed into a green evil god with a skull wrapped around its neck; roots of black silk were like hair, densely entangled together, not knowing how much dead person's luck was gathered together, the evil qi was awe-inspiring; gloomy and cold, the Yin qi with mixed life and death floated with a jade coffin; in addition, there was rolling blood-yellow dead fog rushing to the sky from a stone coffin...

Although these demons had not cultivated the Undying Body of God and Demon to great success, they were also difficult characters who had cultivated their own God and Demon.

"Sima Yan, Undying Daoist! I have to say, the Demon Sect really bet right! I don't have two Yang Spirit combat powers here..."

"Sima Yan didn't close the pass to impact the Primordial Spirit, so the God-Sacrificing Platform couldn't be taken down. Fortunately, I didn't expect this situation!"

The demon monk had stood under the stone platform for a long time. Logically speaking, it should have attracted the attention of other demons, but either his peeping was too open and aboveboard, causing the Demon Sect to misunderstand—this person is peeping so arrogantly, could it be that the Faceless Zen Master is backing him? We'd better not provoke him easily!

Or there were many strange characters in the Demon Sect. For someone as notorious as him, no one dared to provoke him at all.

Qian Chen sighed secretly. It was quite interesting to use this identity to tease people, but if it got involved with himself—would it make Junior Sister misunderstand? If a few fellow Daoists found out, he would also be disgusted... Sure enough, this kind of thing hurts others and oneself. In order to avoid being ruthlessly mocked by a few fellow Daoists in the future and becoming the black history behind the glorious image of the Louguan Dao ancestor...

Everyone who can guess this must die!

Withdrawing the spiritual thought support for the external incarnation, the true body dealt with the two Yang Spirits with all its strength, and Qian Chen still had some confidence.

That two-headed baboon should be a trump card of the Demon Sect, but this demon god had a deep relationship with the God-Sacrificing Platform, and he could completely use the Luo Tian world and Zhu Jiuyin to restrict it. There were some other layouts here, but they didn't enter Qian Chen's eyes.

Then, it's time to see what exactly is hidden in the God-Sacrificing Platform!

Sensing that the external incarnation over there had already started to take action, Qian Chen also manipulated this body and began to step onto the stone steps of the God-Sacrificing Platform...

"Follow-Joy Bodhisattva!"

On the stone steps, a demon whose face was shrouded in black gauze suddenly stood up and blocked him, saying calmly: "Elder Fu ordered that no one is allowed to climb the Demon-Burying Stone Platform!"

"Hee hee..."

A mysterious smile appeared on the demon monk's face, and he said: "As long as no one knows, didn't this old monk never go up?"

The demon guarding the stone platform revealed a cold sneer: "Monk Suixi! What price are you willing to pay to make us risk such a massive danger and pretend we didn't see you? Letting you go up is absolutely impossible! How about this: if you are willing to hand over that Eighteen Corpse Concubine you have been refining for so long, I can promise not to speak of what I saw today. Otherwise, don't you have some suspicions? For instance, colluding with the righteous path..."

The demon monk in the red monk robe turned slightly, covered his hands with his wide sleeves, and said: "Isn't it simple to make you not see me!"

He lowered his head slightly, and the demon opposite also revealed a look of contemplation, quietly putting his hands behind his back.

Today, this demon monk is really too strange. Anything is possible for people in the Demon Sect, so he has to be guarded against...

The demon monk grinned, revealing the sharp teeth on his cheeks, his wide sleeves turned over, and a demon blade that was blood-red all over and exuded a strange aura appeared in his hand.

"If I kill you, won't no one know I went up?"

"Demon monk, you are so bold!" The demon gave a sharp shout.

He let his hair down, sacrificed a black banner full of tattooed men and women, then bowed to the black banner. The distorted tattooed men and women on it turned into demons and rushed down, and the demon array layout nearby was activated.

Rolling black qi rushed out, piercing through those few Seven-Emotion Demons and Six-Desire Yin Demons, turning into skeleton demon swords, and slashed towards Qian Chen.

Those thirteen demon swords, either wrapped in various pink desires, or floating with infinite demon light, or accompanied by various demon sounds, or exuding all kinds of unspeakable fragrances...

The Seven-Emotion Demons and Six-Desire Yin Demons turned into demon swords, directly punishing the fundamental flaws of the Dao cultivator, slashing towards the foundation of the person Qian Chen possessed.

The demon shrouded in black gauze thought that someone like the demon monk who indulged in corpse concubines and messed around with little monks, when facing the demon swords transformed by the Seven-Emotion Demons, would inevitably trigger internal fire, burn the heart with five obscurations, and shake the foundation. Under the internal and external attack, he would not be his match in one round.

But unexpectedly, when he slashed out the thirteen demon swords, the frivolous depravity on the demon monk's face disappeared without a trace. His expression was indifferent and ruthless, cutting off the seven emotions and six desires. At this moment, he was like a corpse controlled by the blood-red long knife in his hand.

"You..." The demon hadn't had time to speak again.

The Zhurong Blood Blade had already pulled the blood-red blade qi and pierced through his chest.

In an instant, his Yin Spirit was looted by an unimaginably brutal blade qi. The blood-red blade qi broke through the shell and merged into the long knife.

The demon monk raised the blood blade, stared at the silent stone steps around, and nodded in approval: "Sure enough, it's a perfect infiltration!"

In the robbery cloud above his head, the luck of the demons was startled, and they rushed towards this body, entangled with the luck of the blood-colored long knife on the demon monk's head.

In an instant, the human robbery was activated!

One old demon after another woke up in various demon arrays, confirmed the location of the unusual movement, and all revealed ferocious smiles.

Someone said coldly: "There is actually someone who dares to kill their way to the door!"

Qian Chen stepped onto the stone steps. The evil monk now had no expression. In his eyes was the most ruthless coldness. The blood-colored demon knife in his hand pointed obliquely at the ground. A phantom of a demon woman appeared beside him, holding his shoulder and saying: "Master..."

Infinite distracting thoughts had turned into ten thousand phenomena, starting to replace the demon monk's various perceptions.

But the demon monk just turned his head slowly. His eyes, five senses, and all perceptions had long been killed by the demon knife in his hand, and only now did he reveal his true face.

The demon woman saw a blade mark piercing through his eyes, tearing his eyelids, and spots of blood flowing down his cheeks. His mouth, his ears, his nose, all had distorted blood-colored blade marks piercing through. From the seven orifices, shocking dirty blood flowed down.

Only then did the demon woman know that this thing had long been controlled by the demon knife, and what was walking was just a shell carrying the demon knife.

I don't know how long ago, this thing mixed in among them. By comparison, their methods were so ridiculous.

The demon knife turned, and after the blade light flashed, all phantoms disappeared. Several corpses of demon women fell on the stone steps, and the demon monk's pace remained unhurried, going up.

Qian Chen manipulated the demon knife with his heart, and his true body passed through layers of Yin wind, silently following behind the demon monk Suixi. The demon monk turned into blood-colored blade qi, and layers of blood shadows swept across the stone steps. Several inner disciples of the Demon Sect came to block, but all fell to the ground without a sound, their heads rolling down the stone steps.

A demon array stood up, and a hair suddenly rose from under the demon monk's feet, piercing through his heart like a vicious dragon.

The demon monk didn't change his face, swung his knife and cut off the long hair that pierced into his heart...

"So you were controlled by others long ago, no, it should be said that you were controlled by the demon knife!"

The cut long hair flew into the hands of someone in the demon array, drilled into his pores, and a black line under that person's fingertips was twisting, wriggling, deepening, and disappeared without a trace in a while.

The demon monk pulled his knife to slash. The blade light slashed out dozens of changes in the blink of an eye, and at the limit of a line, calmly slashed the person in half at the waist.

The lower body of the man who was cut at the waist was paralyzed on the ground, and the upper body still smiled calmly: "What's the use of the Blood-Transforming Demon Knife? I haven't been a human for a long time!"

Countless black lines emerged from the smooth wound on his upper body. Those black lines, whether long or short, thick or thin, but extremely similar to hair, wound down and reconnected with the lower body, recovering as before.

The demon array behind him was even more completely established, and nine gates like black iron stood in front of the demon monk.

"Kill all the crows in the three thousand worlds!"

The dense hair was all curses representing vows... Miao customs, men and women fall in love and make blood vows on green silk. Once the man is heartless, the woman has a vow-taker, entrusting resentment to the green silk exchanged with the man, and the green silk will inevitably curse the man. Only after making three thousand blood vows can one cultivate—Red Dust Green Silk Three Thousand Zhang, beautiful hands woven into a demon body.

The nine-layer demon array was the secret supernatural power of the Yu Jiuyou Sect—Nine Layers of Hell Nine Layers of Gates.

If you can't break through the nine gates in an instant, you will only fall into endless gates...

Such a difficult Undying Demon Body, plus layers of overlapping, virtual and real demon arrays, no wonder the Blood-Transforming Demon Knife returned without success. This demon body was woven with hair, without a drop of blood, and was also the most difficult to be restrained by the Blood-Transforming Demon Knife...

The demon monk stood in front of the demon array with his knife, ignoring the demon who had cultivated the Green Silk Demon Body.

Hua Zhuge Qingyun, the true transmission of the Yu Jiuyou Sect, pieced together his body and said coldly: "Before the three Yang Spirit True Persons left, they had already made arrangements, just waiting for you to fall into the urn!"

"The Nine-Layer Hell Gate has blocked your way forward and retreat, and your Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao will definitely not be able to kill me who has cultivated the Green Silk Demon Body behind the gate!"

Hua Zhuge Qingyun smiled cruelly. He didn't have to risk strangling this person, just delay until the three Yang Spirit True Persons returned, and it would be a great merit.

But before his words fell, a flying sword with flickering cold light tore through a hundred paces in an incredible instant and pierced through his heart.

The green silk was just about to scatter, when he saw the demon monk raise the blood-red demon knife again. At this moment, the blade qi was like a long river, and under the turning of the blood river, all the green silk was dragged into the river.

The sword light fixed the changes of all the gates, and Ji Zhen's figure walked out slowly. At this moment, the residual demon consciousness and resentment of Hua Zhuge Qingyun were like substance.

"It's you!" Hua Zhuge Qingyun looked at Ji Zhen, who was in the same true transmission as him.

Submerged in the blood river up to his neck, with only a head exposed, his eyes were full of resentment.

"You betrayed my Dao, you will definitely be burned by the Elder's demon fire, and the Heavenly Demon will punish you for ten thousand years and you will not die well!"

The demon monk slashed open the demon array with one knife, stepped on the shattered nine gates, and sank that head into the blood river, before saying to Ji Zhen leisurely: "You destroyed my perfect infiltration!"

Ji Zhen's face was gloomy: "Stop talking nonsense, I can't stay in the Yu Jiuyou Sect anymore! Kill them all... don't leave any!"

Sure enough, ruthless enough... I appreciate it!

The demon monk nodded and said the words Qian Chen wanted to say through his mouth: "You have great potential in the Demon Dao, do you want to follow me to cultivate demons?" ===== CHAPTER 466 =====