Chapter 48: The Taoist and the Demon Conspiracy (Part 2)
"Boy, this is the Ten Thousand Yin Soul Locking Hand that I made with reference to the secret method of the magic way. How is it! Is it effective? Hehe! It's your good fortune to die in my hands!" The foreign minister of the Xuanyuan Dharma King was originally a handsome and promising young man, but he was wearing a golden Taoist robe, and he always called himself the ancestor when he spoke, and he laughed sinisterly from time to time. It was as weird as it could be, and it was really out of place.
"That may not be the case! Divine sword! Break it for me!" Zhou Qing, who was about to be caught by the bloody hand, said lightly. A needle-like blood light pierced the palm of the huge hand fiercely. The thorn formed by the blood light was more than ten times thicker and more viscous than the big hand condensed by the blood light. The living souls and evil spirits surrounding the bloody hand were sucked into it one after another. In an instant, at least dozens of them were reduced.
Ah! Xuanyuan Fawang screamed. He didn't know how many years it took him to gather so many souls. Losing one was a huge loss. He didn't know that the boy had such a scourge. Seeing that more than a dozen were missing, the muscles on his face twitched with heartache. But Zhou Qing was afraid of angering Xuanyuan Fawang and was afraid that he would go berserk after being angry. So he carefully controlled the suction of the blade. The Dutian Shensha formation was originally designed to absorb such wronged souls and ghosts. Isn't this a tonic sent by Xuanyuan Fawang? If Zhou Qing fully activated the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, thousands of souls would be sucked clean in one minute.
"Ten Thousand Yin Soul Locking, return to your position quickly!" Xuanyuan Fawang quickly pinched the hair formula, and the bloody hand quickly changed into blood light and flew back into Xuanyuan Fawang's body. Its speed was completely comparable to the turtle neck frightened by thunder.
"Hehe! Since you know that I can cast the Dutian Shensha formation, why did you forget about the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword?" Zhou Qing smiled faintly, and reached out to touch the ancient and dark blade. He put on a profound and unsympathetic look to the Xuanyuan Dharma King. In fact, he was secretly afraid that the old demon would go berserk. When he rushed up regardless of everything, I was afraid that I would not be able to stop him even with the magic sword. The best result would probably be a loss of both sides.
"Blood-Transforming Divine Sword!" The Xuanyuan Dharma King only then discovered the double-headed wolf hilt in Zhou Qing's hand, and his eyes emitted a green light. He wanted to snatch it immediately and use his soul to refine it. "If this thing was in my hands back then, I would not be afraid of the purple and green double swords of Changmei! I would have unified the world of demons and demons long ago, raised the banner, and unified the world." The Xuanyuan Dharma King sighed. He hesitated whether to step forward to snatch it. He didn't speak for a long time.
Actually, Zhou Qing was also taking a risky move. Seeing that the Dharma King Xuanyuan remained silent for a long time, Zhou Qing naturally knew what he was thinking. "Senior, you don't want to rob me of my things! This Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is powerful, but it's hard to control. I'm always trembling with fear, afraid that I'll be attacked by it if I'm not careful. So what if I give it to you!"
Dharma King Xuanyuan is not an idiot. Hearing Zhou Qing say this, he rolled his eyes coldly: "What do you want to say? Don't joke with me, the ancestor. I will personally take action and I will at least be 100% sure to kill you!"
"But my counterattack... This Blood-Transforming Divine Sword will not let ghosts and gods stay, and immortals and Buddhas will be afraid. Senior is knowledgeable and naturally knows its power! I wanted to give it to you, but it's hard to go back and explain to my master if I give away my sect's treasure." Zhou Qing began to use his strengths of talking nonsense again.
"You still have a master? Didn't you get it by chance?" This time, the Xuanyuan Dharma King was surprised. If the other party still had a master, it would be difficult to deal with. Although he could risk his body that had been condensed for thousands of years and snatch the magic sword from the boy, he would have to practice hard for another thousand years to recover. That was fine, but the other party still had a master, and they would definitely come to his door and beat him to death. This risk was too big. A thousand years! Even a needle dropped into the sea might be found. This risk cannot be taken too big.
"Haha! Although the ancestor Yu Hua died in the hands of the Chan Sect, the Taoist tradition was passed down. The demons and the two paths were originally of the same blood. The senior must be a member of the two paths. I don't know how to address him? If you treat the younger generation like this, your reputation will be damaged if it is spread out. Now the demons and the two paths are withering, and the Taoist sect is rampant. If we still kill each other, won't it only make our relatives sad and our enemies happy?" Zhou Qing's words made him secretly admire.
After thinking for a while, the Dharma King Xuanyuan felt that it was not worthwhile, so he released his aura and said coldly: "Yes, since the past thousand years, my demon clan has never recovered. It is not good for me, as a senior, to rob the juniors of their things. I admire the reputation of the Demon Dao Grandmaster Yu Hua. Since you are his junior, I can't bully the weak. However, the Gou Chen Heavenly Book was passed down by the demon clan saint Gou Chen Emperor, so it must be returned to my demon clan." The Dharma King Xuanyuan's words were reasonable and showed the style of a senior. But his eyes moved slightly, and I don't know what he was thinking.
Zhou Qing knew that the demon who had become a spirit was not so easy to deal with. Looking at his look, he knew that he had no good intentions, but Zhou Qing would not point it out: "Emperor Gou Chen passed the Heavenly Book to Empress Daji of the Meihu clan. Empress Daji was harmed by the Chan Sect and handed the Heavenly Book to the ancestor for safekeeping. Our Tiandao Sect has helped the Meihu clan to protect the Heavenly Book for generations. This time, I heard that the Meihu clan was in trouble, so the elders of the sect asked me to come out to help. How come the Heavenly Book belongs to the seniors?" Zhou Qing was really talking nonsense.
But Xuanyuan Dharma King was stunned. Although Xuanyuan Dharma King was a monster from an ancient time, he only became conscious more than a thousand years ago. He knew a little about the general situation of the Heavenly Book, so how could he know so many secrets, and he could not guess that Zhou Qing was talking nonsense.
"This!" Xuanyuan Dharma King was in a dilemma, and it was not right not to fight. He could not win the argument. For a moment, he did not know what to do, so he just stood there. But after all, he was a thousand-year-old demon, so he was still able to adapt to changes: "Oh! So that's how it is! Since it is the Taoist tradition passed down by Grandmaster Yu Hua, as you said, we demons and demons are originally of the same blood. I wonder if I, the ancestor, can pay you a visit and see the style of the demon masters?" As he spoke, two pairs of eyes stared at the changes in Zhou Qing's face. "This old demon is really hard to get rid of." Zhou Qing cursed in his heart, but his expression did not change at all. He smiled very casually: "Of course, I would love to, but I have a few things to do this time. After I finish the things, I will naturally return to the mountain. I wonder if the senior can wait?" "That doesn't matter! I have a lot of time anyway, so I'll just follow you and wait until you finish your work." Xuanyuan Dharma King said gloomily.