Chapter 156: Demon Emperor Song Xuan who destroys Jingnian Temple!
Chapter 156 The one who destroyed the Jing Nian Temple, the Demon Emperor, Song Xuan!
The three holy monks cannot understand why Song Xuan is so strong. This is normal.
Because theoretically speaking, the path Song Xuan took was neither pure martial arts nor pure cultivation of immortality, but a special path of swordsmanship that combined the cultivation of immortality and martial arts.
An original kendo path that is most suitable for his own kendo talent.
He has walked out of his own way. For the four great saintly monks who are still in the process of groping for practice, this is almost a dimensionality-reducing blow, a complete and complete suppression.
"It's time to hit the road!"
Song Xuan didn't say any more, but slashed out with a sword, and the pale golden metallic sword element roared out, turning into a sharp sword light more than ten feet wide and sweeping across, completely engulfing the figures of the three holy monks.
After tearing the bodies of several people into a pool of blood mist, the sword light did not even decay. The sword light passed through the air, carrying the sound of rolling thunder, and finally landed on a pagoda in the distance.
boom!
The next moment, the sky was filled with stone particles covered in powder, like falling rainstorm, and the scattered snow powder was scattered in all directions!
Standing above the rubble, Song Xuan said indifferently, "I gave you a chance!"
At the same time, Liu Qinglian's figure appeared on his chest, looking at the messy temple, and exclaimed: "Brother, are you so powerful now?"
"It's not bad!" Looking at the admiration in Liu Qinglian's eyes, Song Xuan laughed and said: "It's just that a martial arts holy land was destroyed in a snap of the fingers, it's not worth mentioning!"
Liu Qinglian pursed her lips and smiled, then flew down and stood above the dead holy monks, seeming to be thinking about something.
"What's wrong?" Song Xuan came out of the air and said with a smile.
"I don't know, I just feel that the energy that escapes after the death of these masters seems to be useful to me, but I don't know how to use it for a while!"
"Well, why don't you try it and see if you can absorb it?"
Liu Qinglian nodded, opened her mouth and inhaled downwards. In an instant, the energy of the eminent monk that had escaped seemed to be drawn and began to gather towards her mouth.
But after only taking a few puffs, she burped and said, "I'm full, it's too much, I can't eat any more!"
Song Xuan thoughtfully took out the album of bronze mirror rewards from his arms, and then waved it downwards.
A strange scene appeared, but the remaining essence of the four holy monks after their death gathered into a small gray stream, and was slowly absorbed into the album.
As these essences came in, Song Xuan vaguely felt that the souls of Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao in the album seemed to be moving slightly.
Song Xuan looked happy and held the picture album and waved it over the bodies of other monks in the temple, but unfortunately, there was no reaction.
"Brother, why are they unwilling to be included in the album "The Spirit of Life and Life"?
Song Xuanmo rubbed his chin and guessed: "Those four great holy monks had already touched the realm of the great master before their death. This realm should correspond to the initial stage of Taoist refining Qi and transforming into gods.
At this stage, spiritual cultivation has begun. Perhaps only after the death of masters of this level can their energy and spirit be appreciated in picture books!"
With that said, he put the picture album into his arms again and said: "In short, this is a good thing. The essence of the master after death is nourishment for you, and you have a way to improve your strength!"
Liu Qinglian chuckled and said: "I don't care about that, I just want to solidify my soul as soon as possible. Then, brother, you can experience a special pleasure different from the past!"
Song Xuan's eyes lit up and he said: "Without the constraints of the physical body, as a soul body, you should be able to change into various forms, right?"
Liu Qinglian said uncertainly: "I think I can, but I'm too weak now and can't support Brother Chang. What do you want to do?"
Mr. Song chuckled and said, "It's nothing. When we have time in the future, we will study some special gameplay!"
The love between man and ghost is not over, and thinking about it makes him a little excited. Ning Caichen can do it, but I can't do it?
Not only do I have to do it, but I will also fight three of them one after another!
Liu Qinglian licked her lips and said with a smile: "When the time comes, I will become like Zhou Zhiruo. Brother, please don't pity me!"
"Is this your special way of revenge?" Song Xuan asked.
"Yes!" Liu Qinglian made no secret of it and said with charming eyes: "When the time comes, I will be Zhou Zhiruo. Brother, you must whip me hard!"
Song Xuan was speechless. This little girl seemed to be still bitter about Zhou Zhiruo snatching her position as queen in the previous world!
"Okay, this place is full of dead people, it's a bit inappropriate to talk about this now!"
Song Xuan waved his hand, looked at the corpses on the ground below, and said with emotion: "Luohong is not a heartless thing. It turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. The corpses of so many eminent monks serve as nutrients. In the coming spring, the flowers, plants and trees in this monastery will surely grow."
It must be extremely prosperous!”
With a thought in Song Xuan's mind, the Xuantian heavy sword in his hand flew down to his back, and continued: "They were born in the Zen monastery and died in the Zen monastery. This can be regarded as letting them return to their roots!"
Liu Qinglian couldn't help but nodded and said: "Brother, you are kind-hearted and sent them to the West. As for whether they can become Buddhas, it depends on their own destiny."
Song Xuan laughed and said: "Everyone calls me the Demon Emperor, so in this world, I am the Demon Emperor!"
As he spoke, he flew up like a blue cloud, flying straight up in mid-air without any stagnation. He moved his fingers like a sword through the air, leaving a line of writing on the top of the stupa, the tallest tower of Jing Nian Monastery.
"The one who destroyed the Jing Nian Temple is the Demon Emperor, Song Xuan!"
When you do good deeds, you must leave your name behind. Song Xuan had no intention of becoming an unknown hero.
People in the world today may not understand what he did, but it doesn't matter. After decades or hundreds of years, future generations will definitely give him a fair evaluation.
In the troubled times of demon monks, Demon Emperor Song Xuan put down the demon monks with one man and one sword. This is a great merit!
At the top of the stupa, the line of writing was filled with cold sword energy and shone brightly for nine days, indicating the terror of the person who imprinted the writing on it.
Similarly, under the light of the sword, the temple full of corpses, filled with a sinister and terrifying aura of blood, also marked that this holy place that had dominated the world's martial arts for hundreds of years was completely destroyed!
Song Xuan walked around the Jingnian Temple again, and after confirming that no monks survived, he chose to leave.
Of course, in some secret rooms, he actually found the figures of some young women being imprisoned. As for what they were there for, it was self-evident.
These were also poor people, and Song Xuan did not make things difficult for them. He just broke the shackles on the door and left quietly.
At this point, this war, which was related to the structure of the martial arts world and the structure of the world, had come to a complete end, ending with the rise of the Demon Emperor Song Xuan on the corpses of hundreds of eminent monks from the Jing Nian Monastery.