When the other Chumaxian around saw Mr. Huang being pinned down on the stone chair by a word, they were furious. The anger surged up, and they didn't care about the difference in strength. The lingering demonic power of the hard top had not dissipated, and they attacked Ji Xiang.
Got it!
In an instant, the huge demonic power turned into more than ten rushing streams, accompanied by various spells cast by the incense, cutting through the thorns and thorns amidst the residual power of the demonic energy, and then flew to Ji Xiang's body!
The spells wrapped Ji Xiang! Several "Changbai Mountain Immortals" who were near the front mobilized their magic power, and those spells suddenly sprouted roots, like spiritual energy threads, and pierced into Ji Xiang's body.
"Don't do it!"
Mr. Huang's words were spoken at this time, but it was already too late. The younger generation were not afraid of tigers as newborn calves and did not face the impact of the evil spirit. At this time, a young man with a snake child comforted Mr. Huang:
"Old man, you suffered the loss of being attacked by surprise! This guy is not very strong either!"
"That's right, so what if he is Chunyang? We have more than a dozen innates and all have family secrets. How can we not suppress him?"
"Old man, I'm here to break the curse for you!"
A young man with mouse ears came over and wanted to pull Mr. Huang up from the stone chair. Unexpectedly, the moment his hand touched the chair, he heard the same sound in his ears——
"sit"!
Boom! This young man with mouse ears suddenly sat down on the ground. His shoulders seemed to be pressed by something and he couldn't lift them up at all. Only then did he clearly feel the invisible forces that permeated the surroundings!
No, it’s not invisible!
This is a power that their demons are all too familiar with!
It's blood!
If a person doesn't move, relying on his energy and blood and casting a spell with his words and spirit, he can immobilize the person. It's as if he is carrying Wang Wu Taihang on his shoulders, being pressed to the ground by this huge force!
"Old Seventeen!"
There were other Hui Family Immortals here, and when they saw the mouse-eared young man being pressed to the ground, they immediately became anxious, but the next moment, a sword energy came out, and then a second wave of pure Yang power burst out here!
"Japanese!"
Seeing the sudden appearance of the young man's attire, the young man named Snake Boy immediately called out the identity of the other party. After all, they were apparently here to participate in the Korean War with Shuerhaqi. They were most concerned about the Japanese attire.
Too familiar.
One of the two new katana swords in the hands of Miyamoto Musashi was inherited from Shimazu Tadakahan. The latter had become one of the evil demons and would not change back to his original form, so Miyamoto Musashi took this sword.
The long knife is his new weapon.
The other one, named Anzhai Sadazune, was Kobayakawa Hideaki's sword. It had already been captured by Ji Xiang and was one of the unimportant famous swords.
It is impossible to get Tian Yu Yu Zhan back from Ji Xiang, it is unrealistic.
With two long knives in hand, Miyamoto Musashi crossed the blades of the two knives.
In this era, there is no real two-sword style swordsmanship in the world. Before Japan's two-sword style, except for the "Natsuki Eight Swordsman" which was wielded casually by ronin without rules and methods, the so-called two-sword style refers to one sword.
A long-handled sword and a wakizashi used for seppuku. When fighting head-on, use the long sword to attack the enemy and the short sword to defend. If you can't defeat the opponent, just commit suicide with the short sword...
It was not until the time of Miyamoto Musashi's father that the two-jagger style appeared.
"No second rate, two swords."
Without Tian Yu Zhan, for Musashi, the innocent Katori Shinto style swordsmanship obtained from Hideyoshi was useless, and it was not as easy to use as the Muer style he had practiced since childhood.
Wu Erliu is the predecessor of Ertian Yiliu.
Two huge slashes were launched!
The demon cultivators quickly evaded, but as soon as they turned their heads, the slash was followed by another slash!
"Get out of the way!"
The power of Pure Yang level slashes was terrifying, which made the Deuma Sens frightened and angry. Those slashes almost grazed their hair and hit them. Just when they were about to regroup and attack Musashi...
The second slash struck behind the first slash at a faster speed!
Then, the two slashes turned into four, and the four slashes turned into eight.
Up, down, left, right, and in all directions, there was no room for escape. Eight slashes fell from eight directions to the center, followed by Musashi's third and fourth double-sword slashes!
Sixteen sword styles!
The eight slashes at the beginning have not died out, and eight more slashes have arrived as scheduled!
In just a moment, the sixteen slashes had ended, and Mr. Huang's eyes widened. But then, the smoke was blown away by the sword wind, and what was revealed were a dozen young Chumaxian. They were not fatally injured.
But the surrounding land has been torn to pieces by the sword energy.
Dongdong.....
At this time, the old abbot of Honnoji Temple also appeared, reciting Amitabha, but he also spoke Japanese, but in terms of realm, he was only innate, and his breath was unstable. This made Mr. Huang breathe a sigh of relief.
I thought another Chunyang came out.
But why are they Japanese again?
"Miyamoto-san, stop fighting...just use a little deterrence."
The old abbot asked Musashi to put down his weapons and not to intensify the conflict.
"Damn...this is humiliating us!"
Snake Boy's young man saw that although the opponent was young, his strength had reached the realm of Pure Yang, and his vitality was strong and young. He was definitely not an old monster who had transformed into this appearance. Such a highly talented person could actually do this.
Appearing in this uninhabited place?
"Hey, you didn't kill them. I was thinking that you would chop them all into pieces. This might make things more difficult for me and make me and Changbai Mountain become enemies."
Ji Xiang's voice came.
The young man from Snake Boy suddenly showed an incredible expression. He saw Ji Xiang easily remove those spells, and the so-called rooting spell seemed to have never taken effect. Not only that, the brilliance on the spell disappeared at some point.
It's all gone, all the demonic power and incense are gone.
"The taste is quite good, and the incense from Changbai Mountain is quite strong. People say that shamanism is not very good, but I think it is still very good."
"We are already planning to establish a new country, why don't we apply to Mingting?"
While Ji Xiang was talking to Miyamoto Musashi, he was also talking to the dozen or so Celestial Immortals. Musashi was frightened: "My Lord asked the demon cultivator to sit down at the beginning. He had no intention of killing. How dare my subordinates kill him without permission?"
Where are these people!”
After Musashi finished speaking, he stepped aside, while Ji Xiang ignored the young Dema Immortals and looked at Mr. Huang.
Mr. Huang's body could not stop shaking at this moment. As Ji Xiang's eyes fell, a sense of oppression almost made him suffocate in an instant!
"call!"
His breath stagnated for a moment, and then he was spit out. His face turned pale by three points.
Although he is about to be promoted to Chunyang, he is still in the realm of refining gods in essence. Although the juniors around him are all elites in the past hundred years, they are only in the innate realm.
At the level of Pure Yang, there are only three people in the entire Changbai Mountain. Except for Kaitian Hongsheng Emperor who often appears as a saint to protect the immortals in the mountains and forests and frighten the demons, the other two Pure Yang have become legends. Some ancient demons even say that they may have already
No longer alive.
Although the life span of demons seems to be longer than that of humans from common knowledge, the decline of heaven and earth has become more serious since the Song Dynasty, and the life span has naturally been affected. Moreover, demons live longer than humans. This is a myth.
fallacy.
The lifespan of animals is not as good as that of mortals, so living as a monster is naturally not as good as it is. Humans can practice, and monsters can also practice. People live for a hundred years, but pigs and dogs will die in the west after only fifteen or thirty years. There is a saying among the people that it lasts for a thousand years.
The bastard is a turtle that lives for ten thousand years, but in fact, the average bastard only lives for a year, which is about the same as a human being.
Therefore, when spiritual energy declines, the life span of demon monks is not as good as that of human monks. This is a matter of course.
The so-called monsters live longer than humans, just because the spirits who are successful in spiritual practice meet ordinary mortals.
"I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see the peak existence of the human world... You call yourself a heavenly demon. Is it... that kind of heavenly demon?"
Mr. Huang didn't dare to speak too clearly, but Ji Xiang didn't have any taboos here and admitted very straightforwardly: "It's the kind of demon you think of."
"Test the Demon."
Mr. Huang's face changed several times. After briefly adjusting his breathing, he became very puzzled:
"I have already reached the realm of refining gods, and have overcome all ten demons and nine difficulties. How come there is still a trial in the lower realm of heavenly demons to test me?"
Ji Xiang waved his hand, his expression calm: "Don't be sloppy, you know what you are doing and whether I am here to test you. Don't think that I am a character who appears in the illusion of the test path."
Mr. Huang was embarrassed and speechless for a moment.
He was indeed testing to see if what he saw in front of him was an illusion. Although it was outrageous, but... well, the reality was even more outrageous.
"It's the old man who made a mistake. I hope the Holy Spirit won't blame him."
"It's no big deal. Let's talk about it. What are you doing here? What do you want to do in Changbai Mountain?"
"..."
"Don't tell?"
Ji Xiang smiled immediately when he saw that Mr. Huang was tight-lipped and didn't say a word.
"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Shuerhaqi and ask him to expose your actions and report it to Shuntian?"
"Your Majesty, forgive me. Your Majesty has already heard some of what I just said, so why bother asking me? Isn't this unnecessary?"
Mr. Huang answered like this, thinking that what you just heard, you heard it. If you didn't hear it, you can't blame me. You can't take back what you said, but you can't do anything to me if you don't say the rest. Anyway,
Judging from your attitude, you won't be at odds with Changbai Mountain.
Then it’s okay. Just do it.
"Really? Then I'll follow what I just heard and come and talk to you."
Ji Xiang didn't want to use force, so he took the initiative to release Ding Dian's kindness.
Only the vertices.
As long as I negotiate with you, it is goodwill. As for the outcome and process of the negotiation, I have the final say.
"First of all, I want to tell you about the types of heavenly punishment. I wonder if you are clear about it?"
"?"
Mr. Huang was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Ji Xiang was going to say.
Heavenly punishment is a means of punishment in the law of heaven, of course he knows it.
"The Holy Sage wants to say that I have violated the law? But this is wrong. I did what I did here in North Korea, so it cannot violate the laws of the Ming Dynasty, right?"
You use the Ming Dynasty's laws to kill North Korea... Wait a minute, it seems that you can really kill it?
No, no, the vassal country has its own national conditions here. Besides, Changbai Mountain is also a restricted area. Can't you be more tolerant?
Ji Xiang ignored him and kept talking to himself:
"There are probably several types of punishment for breaking the rules of heaven."
"Zhang means to be beaten with a stick; apprentice means to do hard labor; flow means to be exiled."
"Acupuncture is a kind of punishment carried out by the gods of Lei Department. "Tai Shang Three Cave Divine Curse" says this: The great god of law and order, holding a needle and hammer in his hand, shows the three realms to the public. This needle is a torture instrument specially used to impose punishment on criminal gods. The needle
Generally, the crime will not lead to death, because after the acupuncture execution, it will be followed by death."
"Cut means beheading; fractal means beating the soul until it turns into ashes."
"Demeaning the lower realm, this is the literal meaning."
"In addition, there are several uncommon punishments, such as: ten thousand deaths, being given iron pills, etc."
Mr. Huang squirmed his throat.
Ji Xiang continued: "Your nature is to protect the family immortals. Although you are demons, you are still worshiped by incense. The Ming Dynasty recognized your independence, but did not allow the establishment of temples for worship, so it maintained the relationship between Samaism and small temples.
If it exists in the form of a combination, then it can be regarded as an earth god?"
"According to the law of heaven, if ignorant people build obscene temples and ghost temples in various places and corners, and do not complain about it, that is, if they do not find out in time and write an official document to explain the reasons, they will be punished with a hundred punishments. And if they know it, they will be punished with a hundred punishments.
Anyone who pretends not to know about this matter will be punished."
"What kind of god is Mr. Huang holding in his hand just now? Which god is it? Is it a folk god or a god of heaven? Is it an earth god or a water god? Is it an alien god or a Western god? Is it a shaman god or a Mongolian god?"
"Show it to me?"
Ji Xiang made a sound that he wanted to see it, and threatened to kill him.
Mr. Huang's expression changed, and he immediately defended: "Tian Tiao said that committing such a crime must be within the jurisdiction of the land. We are considered the gods of the land, but this is North Korea, not a place under our jurisdiction!
"
"Although I knowingly committed the crime and made a living for myself, this is an act outside the law. This is not the law of heaven!"
"It didn't say that gods can't establish gods! I want to collect some incense. Doesn't the law of heaven say that I can't collect incense in other countries?"
Ji Xiang reminded: "There is also national destiny."
Mr. Huang: "Then there is still national destiny, so what?"
Ji Xiang: "You asked you to take out the sacred tablet and check it out, but you didn't listen to my order?"
Mr. Huang: "I won't show it to you."
Ji Xiang rolled his eyes: "So, is it one of the eight festivals now?"
The so-called eight festivals are the beginning of spring, the vernal equinox, the beginning of summer, the summer solstice, the beginning of autumn, the autumnal equinox, the beginning of winter, and the winter solstice.
Mr. Huang answered without hesitation: "Of course not."
He was thinking that he was just fooling around with Ji Xiang here. Seeing that Ji Xiang looked like this, he was sent by the imperial court. But since when did the imperial court have such a big devil with hands and eyes like the sky?
The world has really changed, and it has changed so quickly that I was caught off guard.
Mr. Huang was thinking all over the place when he was suddenly drunk back to life by Ji Xiang!
"So, does stealing another country's national destiny count as harming that country?"
"This is not a disaster for the Ming Dynasty!"
"Haha! All lands are not divided into eight sections. Those who want to cause harm and seek wealth and gain are fractals!"
"!"
Mr. Huang was stunned for a moment! After a brief moment of dumbfounding, if he hadn't been unable to lift his hand, he would have slapped himself.
Now you suffer the loss of not knowing the law?!
Ji Xiang laughed darkly: "Don't say that you are not seeking profit, wealth, or sacrifice! I can hear those words clearly. What is it about orthodox religion that cannot rise until it dies? What is it about using the national destiny of North Korea to use the power of all the gods to slowly do something about it in the future?
Turning into a Ming Dynasty god, why should you open a big religion, otherwise you can't protect yourself... These are all actions to seek profit, and they are all actions to enjoy sacrifices. As for wealth, after you enjoy the sacrifices, you will naturally have money for sesame oil. This is by the way.
of."
Mr. Huang's face suddenly turned blank, and Ji Xiang stretched out his hand to him: