Chapter nine hundred and seventy-eight: Frostmourne Pindao gives you a chance to enlighten and transform
On the wide wall of the newly built City of Death in the Netherworld, stood hundreds of soldiers wearing black armor and eyes flashing with blue light. Most of them held bows and arrows in their hands, swishing
Shooting towards some figures flying in the sky, a few black-armored knights raised their hands to the sky, and green shock waves shot out from their palms across the sky.
Amidst the rain of arrows and the occasional green shock wave, a fat monk with curly hair, who at first glance looked like the resurrected Buddha in a temple, was looking panicked and quickly emerged from the netherworld.
Flashing across the dim sky, while moving back and forth among the attacks all over the sky, he looked towards the vicinity of several hills not far from the edge of Wushou City.
Just as the figure of the fat monk once again passed by the wall of Fushou City, several gray shadows appeared in his eyes, which immediately lifted his spirits.
"over there……"
Whoosh!
Following the words, the fat monk's body rushed down towards the gray shadows on the hill below, and with a soft sound, his body landed on the hill.
"Zhiwei, Zhiyue, Sengyan, fortunately you are still here, now hurry up and open the portal from the Netherworld to Tiantai Mountain, let's get out of here quickly!"
"Master Song!"
After seeing the falling figure of the fat monk, Monk Zhiwei, Monk Zhiyue and Monk Sengyan looked at each other, then turned to look at the fat monk with an expression of unknown meaning.
"Why are you back? Where is the Master of Wisdom? Where is the Master of Initiation, my teacher?"
"Don't mention it!"
The fat monk waved his hand with a concerned look on his face.
"This netherworld is actually a trap set by Qingwei from the Danding Sect, and the elite soldiers and generals under Prince Li Jiancheng are all his people... Your master, the initiation monk, has been killed, and the wise monk
I wanted to avenge him, but was killed on the spot by Qingwei's demon... You guys hurry up and open the door, let's go back to the rooftop to inform the others, otherwise it will be too late!"
"What? Master Song, you said that my master, the great monk who initiated me, is dead..."
The fat monk had just finished speaking when he saw that monks Zhiwei and Zhiyue in front of him were already pointing their fingers behind him with doubtful expressions on their faces and began to speak.
"Then who is coming from behind you?"
"..."
The fat monk was stunned for a moment, then turned his head back involuntarily, and sure enough he saw behind him an extraordinary-looking old monk holding a jade pipa, nodding slightly towards him.
"Initiation, you are not dead, how could the Six Paths of Reincarnation..."
Just as Monk Song turned his head halfway and before he could finish his words, Monk Seng Yan standing beside him pointed at him and spoke.
"Master Song, the old monk advises you to be kind!"
As soon as the words came into his ears, the fat monk suddenly felt at a loss in his heart. All the wrong things he had done before came to mind, making him sluggish.
At this moment, three white rays of light suddenly appeared from the nostrils and mouths of Zhiwei and Zhiyue, who were standing behind him, and then two sounds like a yellow bell and a big Lu sounded in his ears.
Got up.
"snort!"
"ha!"
The moment the sound entered his ears, the fat monk felt as if he had been hit hard by a hammer on the back of his head. For a moment, his whole body was in a daze, as if his soul was about to leave his body.
Before he could figure out what was going on, the initiation monk standing behind him had already stretched out his hand to flick the jade pipa in his arms with a gentle look on his face, and said softly
.
"fall!"
Zheng!
Monk Song, who was already in a daze, could no longer hold on after hearing the sound of the pipa. He rolled his eyes, fell to the ground, and passed out.
"Sorry, Master Song!"
After the fat monk fell to the ground, the initiation monk holding the pipa in his hand nodded reluctantly towards Monk Song on the ground.
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"You can't go back to Tiantai Mountain..."
…
After more than twenty minutes, the battle by the Santu River finally came to an end.
After all the Earthly Immortals and Bodhisattvas have escaped, the remaining Arhats of the Fahua Sect and the eminent monks and masters of various Buddhist sects who were watching the ceremony, except for those who died tragically on the spot when the Knights of the Black Blade changed, all the rest
caught.
"Report to the Ghost King!"
After patrolling the battlefield again, Luo Yi came to Kong Qing with a serious face and knelt down on one knee.
"In accordance with your instructions, all the monks have been taken down..."
"Qingwei, are you proud now?"
After hearing Luo Yi's words, Li Jiancheng, who was sitting slumped aside, suddenly raised his head and looked at Kong Qing with hatred.
"The entire Netherworld belongs to you, the new Ghost King..."
"Ha ha!"
As soon as Li Jiancheng finished speaking, Kong Qing burst into laughter.
"Li Jiancheng, do you think that Pindao is just like a loser like you, who can only see a glimmer of light in his eyes? In a mere land of the netherworld, the title of Ghost King is nothing, and it means nothing to Pindao..."
As he spoke, Kong Qing held the hilt of Frostmourne's sword with both hands, took a step forward, and plunged the two-handed sword into the ground.
"Li Jiancheng, Pindao will let you see now who the real ghost king of the Netherworld is!"
The next moment, Li Jiancheng saw that Kong Qing had raised his hand, and then the light of the Gu Chen sword suspended in the air turned, and a bright red color appeared on his white fingertips.
"Frostmourne, Pindao has promised before that as long as you do your best during the period of integrating with the Netherworld, Pindao will be like the Xuanyuan Sword, giving you a chance to open your spirit and transform. Today is Pindao's practice.
It’s time to make a promise…”
As he spoke, Kong Qing raised his hand and used the blood from his fingertips to write a row of very complicated seal characters on the sword of Frostmourne like flowing water. When each seal character fell, his rosy face turned pale.
Kong Qing became pale. After all the seal characters were written, Kong Qing's face was as pale as Li Jiancheng's on the ground.
"call!"
Kong Qing let out a long breath, then took out a bottle of red potion from his sleeve, drank it in large quantities, and then stretched out his hand again and touched the sword of Frostmourne in front of him.
"Frostmourne, although your sword spirit was not born from Pindao, Pindao believes that you can also feel the connection between you and me. The next thing you have to do is to believe in Pindao, cooperate with Pindao, understand
?"
Buzz!
Just as Kong Qing finished speaking, he saw the blue two-handed sword inserted on the ground vibrating slightly.
"very good!"
Kong Qing took a deep breath again, and then traced the seal characters he had just written in blood with his fingers one by one.
"With my blood, I will mold your soul!"
As Kong Qing chanted, the blood seals he scratched with his fingers also lit up one by one, and then gradually disappeared into the sword body, as if they were absorbed by the two-handed sword.
.
"Transformation!"
After the last blood seal was absorbed by Frostmourne, the blue two-handed sword instantly glowed with light, and then a very toned transparent shadow was squeezed out from the two-handed sword and fell on it.
on the ground next to it.
"Ha...is this what it feels like to transform? It seems...not bad, but there seems to be something missing, right..."
Following the words, I saw this transparent phantom reaching out to hold the hilt of the two-handed sword on the ground, easily pulling out the sword, then holding a sword flower in the air, and stabbing it into his own chest.
Body.
"Only with this... am I complete!"
As the long sword enters the body, the transparent shadow gradually becomes solid, as if a successfully modeled shadow is gradually being colored.
Half a minute later, a woman wearing a sexy blue heavy armor and a gorgeous face appeared in front of everyone. But what was different from ordinary people was that she had a pair of sheep horns on her head and on her legs.
It has reverse joints and broad hooves.
"Frost Mourning Divine Sword..."
After seeing the woman wearing blue heavy armor appear, Li Jiancheng, who was sitting on the ground, seemed to have been given a shot in the arm. He looked at the woman in front of him stupidly and moved his hands on the ground.
He rushed toward the opponent while rolling and crawling.
"That's right! You are Gu's Frost Mourning Divine Sword. I have seen you in my dreams countless times..."
boom!
The next moment, Li Jiancheng, who rushed forward, was kicked mercilessly by the woman in blue heavy armor.
"You disobedient fool, stay away from my house..."
"Frost Mourning Divine Sword, what's wrong with you?"
Although he was kicked down, Li Jiancheng still didn't give up. He got up and continued to speak to the woman in blue heavy armor.
"It's Gu...it's Li Jiancheng!"
"Of course I know it's you!"
The woman in blue heavy armor looked at Li Jiancheng with cold eyes filled with disgust.
"Generally speaking, the host of the slave family should use his own will to control the slave family's desire to kill. It's better for you. Instead, you have to let the slave family, a murderous weapon, control your desire to kill... What a fool, get out! Look at the slave family.
It’s annoying when it comes to you!”
"..."
Kong Qing looked at the woman in blue heavy armor who was speaking in front of him with a speechless expression, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Frostmourne, what do you look like in disguise?"
"This is the only image of the original maker left in the slave's mind!"
Frostmourne, who had just successfully transformed, looked at her new body with joy and replied casually to Kong Qing.
"If you don't like the host, then the slave family can modify it according to the image of this world..."
"Uh... let's change it, it looks weird!"
Kong Qing looked at Frostmourne's appearance, which was similar to that of a female Dreadlord, and then spoke.
"Frostmourne, I promised you that if you do your job well, you will be one of the five ghost emperors in this Netherworld. Now that Netherworld is here, you should kneel down and accept the title!"