Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon fly by, and it’s another fifty years in a flash.

In the Northern Wasteland, the original dark clouds have been dispersed, and endless divine light flows here, nourishing every inch of the mountains and rivers. If a monk looks at his breath, he can find that there are pillars of light rising into the sky between the sky and the earth, and in each pillar of light there is a phantom of the god manifested. , suppress Wuji.

After fifty years of cleansing, the Northern Wilderness Shinto has been almost destroyed, and the blood shed has stained the entire Northern Wilderness. During this process, some Demon Sect monks who did not know the general situation tried to draw chestnuts from the fire, and most of them ended up miserable. The higher-ups of the Demon Sect acquiesced. Under such circumstances, facing the menacing underworld, those demon monks were no match at all.

Of course, dogs can bite people when they are anxious, let alone humans and gods? Facing the underworld, the demon monks can choose to escape, but the gods of the Northern Wilderness have no choice but to escape. As gods, they have enjoyed the benefits brought by the authority of heaven and earth, and naturally they have to bear the consequences of the authority of heaven and earth. shackles.

Under such circumstances, knowing that there was a dead end, many Northern Wilderness gods became ferocious and fought back desperately. Although this was just an egg hitting a stone, it also brought some trouble to the underworld, so that the underworld had to delay more in the Northern Wilderness. time.

On the edge of the Northern Wilderness, the gate of ghosts is wide open, communicating with the underworld, and the divine light interweaves, evolving into a glorious kingdom of gods.

"Uncle Master, this is the latest plan proposed by the Demon Sect."

In the Kingdom of God, a figure appeared, bowed down, and Bai Zhining presented a jade slip.

The war has progressed to this point, and although the fight to the death is still going on below, the top leaders of the Underworld and the Demon Sect have begun peace talks.

Hearing this, Hong Yun and Chi Yan, who were practicing with their eyes closed, quietly opened their eyes. Over the years, in order to deter the Demon Sect and guard against Taotie, they have been stationed in the Northern Wilderness, but the Demon Sect is more tolerant than they expected. The Taotie had not shown any trace since that time when he rescued the four Demon Lords from Hong Yun.

"What did they say?"

His eyes fell on Bai Zhining, Chi Yan spoke, and Hong Yun directly took the jade slip.

"Reporting to Uncle Master, the Demon Gate agrees with our cleanup of the Northern Wilderness Shinto, and can even provide us with some help. However, they require that after the cleanup is completed, the underworld must close the Ghost Gate, evacuate the entire line from the Northern Wilderness, and remove the vacant divine thrones. Leave it to them."

With a hoarse voice, Bai Zhining spelled out the conditions of the Demon Sect one by one.

Hearing this, Chi Yan was indifferent, while Hong Yun's face wrinkled slightly.

"It seems that the Demon Sect still has some ideas about Houtian Shinto. For the sake of Houtian Shinto's great prosperity, it is okay to give them some divine positions. After all, the Northern Wilderness is their territory, but it cannot be given too lightly."

"Keep fighting, keep talking, more blood needs to be shed in Beihuang, and we also need to take this opportunity to deeply imprint the reputation of the underworld into the hearts of all spirits in Beihuang."

"Gods have the same name. If the faith of the gods of the underworld wants to take root and grow in this demonic land, the prestige dyed red with blood is particularly important. Killing has always been a means and not an end."

His eyes reflected the northern wasteland, and the red smoke seemed to indicate something.

After fifty years of sword fighting, there have been countless killings and robberies in the Northern Wilderness, and countless bloodshed. The reputation of the underworld has truly spread in the Northern Wilderness. When it comes to the ghosts and gods of the underworld, all the spirits in the Northern Wilderness are respectful and fearful. Although this way of spreading faith is not the best. Yes, but it is definitely the fastest effective.

The underworld can accept the separation of some landscape gods, but the corresponding belief in underworld ghosts and gods must also take root in the northern wilderness. This is the foundation for the underworld to control yin and yang and run reincarnation.

After hearing this, Bai Zhi Ning bowed and realized something in her heart.

But while the underworld and the demon sect were talking and fighting, killings and disasters filled the air, blood flowed like rivers, and a demon was raised.

Deep in the earth's veins, the Immortal Mansion stands, and countless small blood rivers converge here, eventually turning into a miniature sea of ​​blood.

"The Taoist heart is pure!"

The burning fire burns the body, the Taoist heart is pure, and does not disturb the dust. The aura of the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword becomes particularly dusty at this moment, like a Taoist who is playing in the world of mortals and is not disturbed by external calamities.

It was at this time that the sea of ​​​​blood surged, and various secrets of the blood path naturally emerged in the heart of the Blood Demon Sword, explaining to him the mystery of the blood path.

"My way is accomplished."

The heart of the Tao is pure, absorbing the power of the sea of ​​blood, and is not disturbed by the devil's will at all. Soon the Blood Demon Sword breaks the shackles and successfully comprehends 90% of the mystery of the blood path. And this is not the limit. When it successfully comprehends the blood path , its kendo also quietly made a breakthrough.

"The achievements of those with great supernatural powers are now."

With a clear understanding in his heart, the Blood-Transforming Demon Sword began to crazily absorb the power of the blood sea. The killings accumulated by the sword in the Northern Wilderness for fifty years became its further resources at this moment, and when it relied on the power of the blood sea When you have mastered the great supernatural power of the Nine Heavens, when you truly achieve the great supernatural power, in that distant sea of ​​suffering, the silent Wusheng quietly wakes up.

Deep in the sea of ​​suffering, colorful radiance fills the air, and a clear spring flows slowly.

"It's finally done."

Looking at the present world, the shadow of the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword was reflected in his eyes, and there were rare ripples in Wu Sheng's calm heart.

The Blood-Transforming Demon Sword is made of its flesh, blood, and bones, and is naturally closely related to it. Later, it inherited its destiny star, the Heavenly Killing Star, absorbed its former Taoist Fruit, and even inherited its various powers. Cause and effect, to some extent it has become another it.

"Having the strength of a great supernatural power is enough. After waiting for so long, it's time for me to take a step further."

Thoughts arise and pass away, and there is no decision in the mind.

The moment the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword became a powerful person, it clearly felt the loosening of the shackles of heaven and earth, and the most obvious manifestation was the change in its true spirit.

The true spirit is like chaos, with clear and turbid mixed together. This is the conclusion Zhang Chunyi came to after observing the true spirit. Now, as the shackles imposed by heaven and earth on Wusheng loosened, Wusheng's true spirit naturally changed. His true spirit was turbulent and rolled violently.

Reflecting himself, Wusheng silently watched this change.

"The true spirit is the root of living beings and represents me. If the true spirit does not exist, I will no longer be me. However, the mystery contained in the true spirit is not only that of living beings, but also that of heaven and earth. This is the mark of living beings born in this world, and it is also the most fundamental connection between them and heaven and earth. If heaven and earth are like a mother's womb and living beings are like babies, then this connection is an invisible umbilical cord."

Observing the changes in the true spirit, Wusheng's heart was enlightened.

It practiced the method of subtraction and seeking emptiness, and transferred many causes and effects to the Blood-Transforming Devil Blade, making it its substitute. Under such circumstances, in the eyes of heaven and earth, the Blood-Transforming Devil Blade was the real it, and it was just an empty shell. The mark left on it naturally began to fade. It was also because of this that its true spirit, which was originally as solid as a mountain and never moved, began to violently shake.