The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

The demonic energy is thick and dark, spreading throughout the entire demonic realm, staining this continent and land with darkness and filth that makes people feel completely depressed. The demonic energy cannot be dispelled and will only dissipate over time. However, before all the original demonic energy in the demonic realm is eliminated, new demonic aura will be born. Therefore, the demonic aura in the demonic realm can be said to be endless and eternal. Endless.

Because of the existence of demonic energy, even the land in the demonic realm has a gloomy and gray color. Apparently, even this vast land is mixed with thin demonic aura. There is nothing in the entire demonic realm that is not mixed with demonic aura. It makes people feel that the devil's land is gloomy everywhere, with Aunt Yu's crazy silhouette and deep curses hidden everywhere.

As a Buddhist disciple of Thousand Buddhas Temple, Miaoqing can be called a wonderful monk. He has a clear face, and his eyebrows are written in ink, fresh and indifferent. Although he wears simple plain monk robes and does not hold up a Zen staff, his temperament is unparalleled, and his whole person He is a kind Buddha who is transcendent and seems not to be in the world of mortals. Every move he makes is in line with the Zen method. He is actually a Buddhist monk who cannot help but admire and admire.

Even though most people in the Demon Realm are very repulsive to the righteous monks, and they feel that Miaoqing's actions are too eye-catching and are dissatisfied, thinking that he slapped the Demon Realm in the face, they have to admit that his demeanor and temperament are really heartbreaking. , the demonic realm filled with demonic energy and darkness seemed to be stained with the golden light of Buddhism due to his presence, and there seemed to be signs of being transcended.

Step by step towards a city ahead, Miao raised his hands upright in front of his chest. Every five steps he took, he recited "Amitabha" in a low voice. His voice was ethereal and high, and his tone was compassionate, as if he was sighing or reciting. If he accidentally encounters a demon cultivator on the road, he will not show any fear, but will open his mouth and try to save the demon cultivator. However, the demon cultivators will either turn around and leave after encountering him, or they will fight with him while walking away, but no one will listen. His Buddhist principles.

The simple blue and plain monk robe that Miaoqing wore was stained with dust from running around for days, and the monk shoes on her feet were also worn out from walking for days. But he still walked on foot, measuring the land of the Demon Realm with his own feet. Although the description is derogatory, because of his magnanimous demeanor and Zen Buddhist philosophy, people felt that he was indeed a disciple of the Buddha and had a good demeanor. , so elegant.

Just when Miaoqing was about to enter the city, several pressures rose into the sky, announcing their arrival to the nearby demon cultivators. After realizing that these pressures were far greater than his, Miaoqing couldn't help but stop. Stepping forward, he raised his head and looked at the five demon cultivators flying in the sky. These five demon cultivators were all powerful in the integration stage.

There was no trace of fear on Miaoqing's elegant and handsome face. Miaoqing raised her other hand with the Buddhist strings wrapped in a circle on her wrist, clasped her hands with the hand he held upright in front of her, and recited a sentence in a low voice. The name of the Buddha means that one is fearless and has no fear. The whole person is calm and calm, and will not panic in the face of danger.

The Buddhist string worn on Miaoqing's wrist is quite long. Even though it has been wound around several times, it still hangs down a little. The Buddhist beads polished from pale bones shimmer with a white luster, making people feel creepy and frightened for no reason. They can't help but wonder. It was made from the bones of some creature.

The five combined-stage demon cultivators flew in the sky, and the black cloaks they wore were blown up by the strong wind, and their clothes were flying in the air. The five people flew to the top of Miaoqing's head and stopped. They did not fall down to face Miaoqing face to face, but the leader said condescendingly: "Miaoqing, by the order of the Demon Lord, please go to the Demon Lord's Hall in the Demon Head City to teach Buddhism." On the Road."

As soon as these words were spoken, the five Fusion Stage monks did not hesitate to press the huge pressure generated by their cultivation towards Miaoqing. At that moment, he felt as if he was being attacked by five unrivaled, fierce and terrifying beasts. If you keep an eye on it, if you make the slightest move, you will be chewed to death.

These five pressures were like five mountains pressing down on her body, causing Miaoqing's lips and teeth to overflow with a trace of sweet blood. However, her internal organs were severely injured and damaged under these pressures. There were not many monks in the Fusion Stage in Thousand Buddha Temple. Although Miaoqing had met the powerful monks in the Fusion Stage in person, they could not put pressure on him for no reason, so this time he vomited blood without any precautions.

After swallowing the blood in his mouth, Miaoqing's face turned slightly pale, but he still looked calm and compassionate. He chanted the Buddha's name and recited Amitabha in a neutral voice. Then he clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, bowing in a low voice. Said: "If the Demon Lord invites you, the young monk will naturally go there happily."

Standing in the mid-air, looking down at Miaoqing from a high position, the leader couldn't help but have a touch of ridicule and contempt in his eyes. He felt that this Buddhist disciple was just a bully and afraid of the strong, so he snorted with slight disdain and said coldly. : "Since you agreed, Buddha, then come with us to Demon Head City."

A hint of coldness flashed across the eyes of the leader of the demon cultivator, with a hint of threat and warning: "Let me explain in advance so that the Buddha can know. The five of us are ordered by the Demon Lord to 'invite' you to go to the Demon Head City for talks. Buddha, please cooperate with me. If you resist or plan to escape, don't blame the five of us for taking action."

The five combined-stage demon cultivators stared at Miaoqing. Even if he did have an escape treasure given by the elders of Qianfo Temple, he probably wouldn't have a chance to display it. The words of these demon cultivators were close to threatening. Obviously, if Miaoqing acted rashly, they would not worry about anything and would take action directly.

"Since it is the request of the Demon Lord, the young monk will never escape. Please rest assured, the five donors." Her whole body was pressed down by the pressure, as if she was carrying five heavy mountains on her back. Miaoqing's face was pale, but her back was still straight. Yan Zhi responded solemnly. Although his voice trembled slightly due to the pressure exerted on him, his tone was calm and calm, which meant that he would not regret it even if he died a hundred times.

Seeing that Miao Qing could still maintain such demeanor even in the face of the pressure from five powerful demon cultivators, although he was an unpopular righteous Buddhist cultivator, the five demon cultivators who were ordered by Liu Suyun to take Miao Qing to the Demon Head City did not deliberately humiliate Miao Qing.

The leader took action and directly swept Miao Qing who was standing on the ground, and then took him to the direction of the Demon Head City at a very fast speed, like a sword that rides the wind and waves and crosses the sky. , Unstoppable.

Miao Qing was taken to the Demon Head City, and here in the main hall of the Demon Lord Hall in the Demon Head City, Liu Suyun sat at the top, and below him stood more than a dozen demon cultivators, all of whom were talents that Liu Suyun could use. At this time, a heroic demon cultivator was standing in the hall, and he was respectfully reporting something.

"Master Demon, after your call for conscription was issued, more than 50% of the masters in the Demon Realm have gathered in the Demon Head City. The remaining demon cultivators are either guarding the Demon Realm and have no time to leave, or are in seclusion and don't know when they will be able to come out. I'm afraid they will not be able to respond to the call for conscription in the short term."

Leaning on the wide chair with a casual posture, Liu Suyun responded lazily, his eyes half open and half closed, as if he didn't care much about the matter, but just said casually without any expression: "It doesn't matter, there is no need for so many people, leave a group of people to watch Guarding the Demon Realm is also reasonable. "

After the people in the hall bowed and silently returned to the queue, Liu Suyun opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, no longer lazy and careless, he said in a deep voice: "This matter needs to be cautious, and the news must not be leaked. If anyone leaks this matter, he will be killed without mercy."

"Yes, Lord Demon." Many demon cultivators in the hall were shocked, and no longer dared to hold the attitude that this matter was not important. Everyone responded seriously and resolutely, and they almost swore that they would never leak the news of this matter.

Although Liu Suyun is not easy to kill, sitting in the position of Demon Lord, how much blood is on his hands. These demon cultivators all know how terrible he is, how dare they disobey him, and really anger Liu Suyun, that is just like an old man hanging himself, not wanting to live long.

After all the demon cultivators in the hall had left, Liu Suyun, who was lazily sitting on the wide throne and almost crossed his legs, straightened his back, then stood up and walked towards the back of the main hall. His destination was the courtyard where he often went alone in seclusion.

In the courtyard, Xuanyuan was tasting tea. Of course, he was not very interested in tea, and could not tell whether the tea he drank was good or bad, but he felt that it was clear and sweet and tasted good. As for the more things to pay attention to and the steps to take when tasting tea... What is that, can it be eaten?

Seeing Liu Suyun push open the courtyard door and walk in, Xuanyuan put down the teacup with only half of Ganbi tea in his hand and asked casually: "How is your demonic energy being cleansed?"

A touch of joy flashed across his face, and Liu Suyun's tone could not hide his high spirits: "I have been steadily cleaning it. Although I don't know how long it will take, I believe that there will be a day when it will be completely cleansed."

"When there is no more demonic energy in your dantian, do you still plan to stay in the demon realm as the master?" Xuanyuan spread his right hand outward and motioned Liu Suyun to sit down. After looking him up and down, he raised the corners of his lips and asked in a calm tone.

Liu Suyun sat opposite Xuanyuan. Hearing this question, he was slightly stunned. After a long time, his high spirits faded a little, and his eyes showed a bit of hesitation and daze. He was not a demon cultivator in his early years, but he was not a talented disciple of a sect. He was just a casual cultivator who was fortunate enough to obtain the cultivation method left by a monk who died suddenly and became a cultivator.

Compared to the hard life he had as a casual cultivator in the cultivation world, Liu Suyun now remembers the years in the Demon Realm more deeply. Even though the demon cultivators acted recklessly and viciously, the situation has actually improved a lot under Liu Suyun's suppression over the years. At least there will be no unprovoked massacres of the whole city.

After thinking hard for a long time, Liu Suyun sighed in frustration: "I don't know." His eyes were far away and slightly confused. "I don't want to be a demon cultivator, just because the sword spirit and demonic energy are repelled. If I cultivate demons, I am destined not to cultivate swords. But... I don't really reject the demon realm."

The smile on the corner of his lips was slightly disdainful, and Liu Suyun said coldly: "Although the demon cultivators are cruel and take people's lives at any time, they are better than those righteous people who claim to be upright gentlemen but are ruthless in the dark. Those two-faced wolves and tigers."

"At least in the demon realm, if you make a grudge, you can take revenge openly if you want to. Unlike the group of people in the righteous way, they destroyed other people's forces and turned around to make an innocent face, as if it was wrong to seek revenge on them. It's really disgusting."

For Liu Suyun's words, Xuanyuan glanced at him with interest and complained sharply: "It sounds like you have suffered a loss at their hands."