Chapter 221: The king moves this sword to cut the pinnacle of land gods (three chapters in one)
One person slaughters a country.
It’s just five words, but in fact it’s a mountain of corpses, a sea of blood, rivers of blood, and white bones.
Just think about it and you can imagine many crazy and bloody scenes.
It is a crime to kill someone,
Killing Wan is a hero.
Nine million were slaughtered,
Fang Wei is the hero among heroes!
What does killing hundreds of millions of people in a country count?
The hegemon among heroes, the hegemon among heroes!
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yichuan, who looks extremely delicate and is very mysophobic, is actually a domineering figure!
This was really beyond Wang Dong's expectation.
Not to mention Liu Sansi, he was already stunned.
He was also an elite member of Tingfeng Hall at the beginning, and his intuition told him that this Zhao Yichuan was not lying.
It is very possible that he actually massacred an entire country.
More than 100 million people!
If a person kills 100 million people, how much blood and innocent souls will be stained on his hands?
That's it!
The system actually only rated "Devil" without adding a big word in front of it?
Isn’t this the big devil?
This dog system has always wanted to cultivate itself into a big devil.
So what kind of evil existence does it want to cultivate itself into?
Is it more exaggerated than one person slaughtering a country's demons?
What does it want to do with itself?
Is it possible for one person to massacre an entire world?
This dog system is really unworthy of a human being!
"Brother Zhao, you are really worthy of being called a devil. I wonder what was the purpose of making Brother Zhao do such a crazy thing in the first place?" Wang Dong asked with a smile.
Liu Sansi on the side felt uncomfortable.
Hearing that Wang Dong was brother-in-law with such a murderous demon, he felt a little sorry for Wang Dong!
He understood that the leader would definitely disdain to associate with such a person, but at this moment he had to bear the humiliation because he must want to get something from this Zhao Yichuan.
Zhao Yichuan suddenly said: "Do you believe such a ridiculous thing?"
"My letter!" Wang Dong nodded.
"Since you believe it, then you won't feel scared when you are with such a heartless beast and devil?"
Wang Dong laughed, his smile was exaggerated, unscrupulous, and even faintly disdainful.
"Brother Zhao, I am not arrogant. Now I can crush you to death with one finger. You ask me why I am not afraid of you? I didn't expect you to be quite humorous!"
This was Wang Dong's innermost thoughts. He didn't bother to hide it and said it directly.
Zhao Yichuan smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "It is true that I am a useless person now. No matter what I have done before, it was all the courage of those years. It cannot cover up the fact that I am a useless person now!"
Wang Dong continued to ask: "I wonder what method Brother Zhao used to annihilate an entire country back then? There are hundreds of millions of people. Even if you have a high level of cultivation, if you want to kill them one by one, there will still be fish that slip through the net, right?"
Silence followed, and Zhao Yichuan didn't speak anymore. He just drank by himself.
This, of course, is his secret!
Wang didn't move in a hurry and drank and ate vegetables slowly.
As for Liu Sansi, he was a quiet bystander, and his chopsticks and cups never stopped from beginning to end.
After a while, Zhao Yichuan spoke again.
"The drunkard's intention is not to drink. Aren't you just here for the Tiantu Curse?
How could I kill an entire country?
You know this very well, so why bother asking?
As the only living descendant of the Burial Sect, I can curse and kill people of a whole country easily. What's so strange about it?
As long as I cast the curse, no matter where in the world, anyone with a little bit of Dansi Kingdom blood in their body will die cleanly.
This is the horror of fortune tellers!
You can find me and say my name better than pretending to know nothing about me."
Wang Dong's heart was filled with turmoil, but his face was as calm as water, showing no flaws.
As for the shock on Liu Sansi's face, it was nothing. He was just a supporting role and not important. Zhao Yichuan's main energy was on Wang Dong.
Liu Sansi was shocked for a reason. With such a terrifying existence, Xiantian Palace just suppressed him in Jidao Sword Sect and left him alone?
Apart from anything else, there are definitely a lot of secrets about this person. Wouldn’t Xiantian Palace take him back for interrogation?
This is also Wang Dong's doubt.
Wang Dong asked calmly: "Why did the people of Xiantian Palace suppress you in Jidao Sword Sect? Logically speaking, for a person like you, Xiantian Palace should suppress you personally."
This is indeed a big problem and very strange.
"Haha, Xiantian Palace? They're just a small sect. Who do they think they are? They don't even know who I am.
If I hadn't been hunted down by the four heavenly kings and my cultivation was completely destroyed, would it be the turn of a small Xiantian Palace venerable to act arrogantly in front of me?
I can make his entire Xiantian Palace disappear with just a casual curse!"
Wang Dong curled his lips and said, "But you are still suppressed by the Xiantian Palace, which you look down upon."
"That's because I was desperate and was planning to find a sect to perform a blood sacrifice to restore my cultivation.
The Jidao Sword Sect was my choice back then.
As a result, I happened to meet the Venerable Xiantian Palace. He regarded me as a devil and forcibly killed the demons.
It is ridiculous to say that I escaped from the hands of the four heavenly kings but fell into the hands of a small Xiantian Palace lord.
When a tiger falls in peace and is bullied by a dog, I am a life-cultivating person, but I found out that my life is so bad!"
Wang Dong smiled: "What do you mean by treating you as a devil? A person like you can be regarded as a complete devil. Don't you still think that you are not a devil?"
Zhao Yichuan just drank and drank freely.
After a moment, he laughed self-deprecatingly: "No one will think that he is a devil. Even if he is really a devil, he will not think that what he did is wrong!
I may indeed be a devil, but I don't think what I did was wrong.
Everyone has their own ideas and choices when doing things. Others can criticize, but they cannot change the person's own mind."
Wang Dong nodded and said, "So, although Xiantian Palace suppressed you, it doesn't know your identity."
"That's true. Otherwise, do you think I could have stayed quietly in the dungeon of Jidao Sword Sect for so many years?"
"You are quite talented. You can live for more than three hundred years in a dungeon without eating or drinking."
"You are wrong. Jidao Sword Sect delivers food to me every day."
"Oh, they take good care of you?"
"I'm a disabled person. I can't practice or absorb energy. Even if I have an extraordinary lifespan, I will starve to death if I don't eat or go hungry.
I don’t want to die, so I will secretly cultivate a talent for each term of this Jidao Sword Sect.
The condition is just to send me some food!
Although I am a useless person, I can still come up with some low-level skills. It is even easier to guide these mortals in the secular world to practice.
So in the past three hundred years, although I have lived in darkness, at least I have no worries about food and drink.
Man, life is better than death!"
Wang Dong smiled and said: "Zhao Yichuan, you pretended to talk to me because of your drunkenness, but in fact you just wanted to tell me one thing.
You are afraid of death, you are a person who understands current affairs, and you not only want to live, but also want to live a more nourishing life, am I right?"
Zhao Yichuan smiled and said: "Yes, there is no problem at all.
Okay, after talking about me so much, it’s time to talk about you.
Who are you?
Who sent you here?
How did you find me?"
This is something that Zhao Yichuan is extremely confused about. More than three hundred years have passed and no one has found him. He thought that the world had forgotten him long ago.
But three hundred years later, someone actually found him again. This was really weird.
In fact, it is normal for no one to find me, because this is the secular world, and no one, whether they are enemies or old friends, would think of coming here to find me.
Three hundred years have passed, the sea has changed, things and people have changed. He thought that he would live in that dark place for the rest of his life, and no one would come to him again.
But unexpectedly, someone came!
In fact, if Zhao Yichuan wanted to leave the Jidao Sword Sect, he could have left long ago.
Not to mention anything else, the talents he trained this time are none other than Tai Sword Ancestor.
It can barely be considered a master-disciple relationship!
If it weren't for Zhao Yichuan's training, Taijian Patriarch would never have been able to cultivate his innate skills. This kind of kindness is very great.
If Zhao Yichuan asked for it, Taijian Ancestor would most likely let him go secretly.
After all, more than three hundred years have passed, and I don't even know if the venerable person from Xiantian Palace is still alive or not.
Even if he is alive, he has basically forgotten Zhao Yichuan's mission.
So if Zhao Yichuan wants to leave, Taijian Ancestor will most likely let him go!
But Zhao Yichuan has never said this, because even if he leaves the Jidao Sword Sect, where can he go?
Is he a useless person going out to beg?
In this case, it is better to stay in Jidao Sword Sect!
The reason why I left with Wang Dong was because I had to leave.
If he doesn't leave, Wang Dong is very likely to hack Taijian Ancestor to death, or even hack himself to death!
"It doesn't matter how we found you.
There is nothing to say about the question of who sent us here.
Because if you insist on saying who sent it, then I am the one who sent it myself.
Don't worry, there is no other person or force on this throne!
As for why I know your name and why you are here, this is a secret and I cannot tell you.
All in all, I am not what you think, neither your enemy nor your old friend sent me here!"
Zhao Yichuan frowned. He didn't believe a word Wang Dong said.
But when a person is under the eaves, he has to bow his head unless he wants to die.
Obviously, he doesn't want to die.
Even if he wanted to die, he would not live for more than three hundred years, so he bowed his head and said honestly:
"What do you want to do when you get me out?"
Wang Dong was a little dissatisfied and said: "Please pay attention to your words, Brother Zhao, this is not a trick, this is a rescue. I have gone through a lot of hard work to rescue you."
"Okay, why did you rescue me, and what were your intentions?"
Wang Dong chuckled and said, "You may not believe it, but apart from knowing that your name is Zhao Yichuan and that you are imprisoned in the Jidao Sword Sect, I know nothing about you.
But you just poured out so much news on your own initiative, just like pouring beans, which I didn't expect.
Why am I saving you? Naturally, I want benefits.
You don't have to worry, as long as you can give me enough benefits like you give to the disciples of Jidao Sword Sect, benefits that make my heart beat.
I can guarantee that I will never make things difficult for you, and I will even allow you to enjoy endless glory and wealth.
In fact, I still have a way to get a drop of the fountain of life!
You may not know what the fountain of life is. It is a treasure from heaven and earth that can repair your body.
It only takes one drop to bring you to Nirvana and be reborn, and you will no longer be a useless person!"
It was a bad check anyway, so Wang Dong wrote it with all his might.
Open it up until others are jealous.
Zhao Yichuan was indeed a little jealous. He didn't care too much about glory and wealth.
But can this brat really get a treasure like the Fountain of Life, which can bring human flesh and bones to life?
Although his intuition tells Zhao Yichuan that this must be a fake, there is no way this brat can get such a treasure.
But rationality is one thing, and sensibility is another.
Desperate people and desperate people are the easiest to be deceived.
Moreover, Wang Dong's deception is very clever. He is 90% truthful and 10% false.
It's 90% true, he really has a way to get the fountain of life.
If it's 10% false, it means that he is not prepared to give it to Zhao Yichuan at all!
"As long as you can get me a drop of the fountain of life, I can teach you the Heavenly Curse, and I can teach you the Great Life Sutra, so that you can become a supreme life cultivator!"
Wang shaken his head and said: "Brother Zhao, you are nothing. If you want me to help, you will definitely not be able to do it just by drawing a big pie!"
Zhao Yichuan shook his head resolutely and said: "On the other hand, you are also a white wolf with nothing. If you can't help me get a drop of the fountain of life, I won't be able to teach you the Heavenly Curse and the Great Destiny Sutra.
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"Brother Zhao, you are wrong. I am not a free hand. At least I can give you a better life, eat well, drink well and sleep well.
For example, tonight, I can find seven or eight girls to sleep with you.
Needless to say, in Jidao Sword Sect, although you have food and drink, how can you eat well in this restaurant?
Besides, if you sleep with chains in the dungeon of the Jidao Sword Sect, would it be nice to have seven or eight girls sleeping with you?"
Zhao Yichuan's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but murmured: "Seven or eight?"
Wang Dong smiled, happy, and waved his hand directly: "Seven or eight are nothing, I will find seven or eighty for you!"
Since this little old man is lustful, then things will be easier to handle.
Let alone seventy or eighty chicks, even if there are seven or eight hundred, what are they?
Wang Dong is now truly as rich as anyone in his country. To him, money is just an extraneous thing. Things that can be solved with money are no longer a problem!
That night, Wang Dong really found seventy or eighty girls.
Each of them stuffed one tael of gold, yes, it was gold directly when he made a move!
He also told these girls that every half hour, ten of them would go in and the previous ten would come out.
Now that Zhao Yichuan has weak legs and a weak heart, I don’t believe that this guy can still be tough-talking!
There was a girl who saw Wang Dong being so generous. She had an idea, pretended to fall and threw herself into Wang Dong's arms.
What a clever little guy!
However, how could Master Wang fall in love with such an ordinary person?
His eyes were completely spoiled by He Qiqi. Not only a beauty of He Qiqi's level, but at least a beauty of Lu Caiyi Fengji's level, could make Wang's heart flutter.
So this little clever guy was kicked by Wang Dong and flew more than ten meters away, directly to the railing on the second floor.
However, although Wang Dong is not a compassionate person, he is not a ruthless person either!
Before the girl hit the railing, he used his spiritual consciousness to stop her, but she was not harmed.
The little girl walked down from the second floor angrily and did not act like a monster again.
Wang Dong glanced at her and shook his head.
The next day, Zhao Yichuan appeared in front of Wang Dong and Liu Sansi, radiant but a little sloppy in his steps, to have breakfast together.
"Brother Zhao, you need to have all the fun in life to be successful. Were you satisfied last night?" Wang Dong said with a smile.
Zhao Yichuan was naturally satisfied.
In fact, he had never enjoyed it this much before he became a cripple.
This is simply the life of an emperor.
He has always been called a devil, but he has never really enjoyed the benefits of being a devil. He only cares about suffering the infamy.
At this moment, Zhao Yichuan suddenly felt that although he was useless, his life had just begun. It had just begun.
It turns out that a disabled person can live so freely, so freely, so happily.
So what if it's useless?
Just feel good and that's it!
Zhao Yichuan took out a secret book. He asked the waiter for pen and paper in the morning and wrote it down before coming.
"This is the reward for last night!"
Wang Dong had a slight embarrassment on his face. He felt as if it was over. Someone smashed a wad of banknotes in his face and said it was for last night's prostitution.
He shouldn't have done it, right?
He doesn’t accept it!
However, no matter how complicated his thoughts were, Wang Dong still picked up Zhao Yichuan's handwritten secret book and read it.
"The Great Destiny Sutra Part 1"
Wang Dong glanced at Zhao Yichuan in surprise. Yesterday, he heard Zhao Yichuan mention the Great Ming Sutra.
This is the same as the Tiantu Curse, and it is his best treasure.
Are you actually willing to take it out like this?
Fraud?
Wang Dong didn’t dare to send information!
Zhao Yichuan seemed to have noticed Wang Dong's doubts and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is true, I still hope you can get me a drop of the fountain of life.
What good does it do to me if I give you your fake product?
Or I won't take it out. Since I take it out, there will definitely be no problem.
The main essence of this Mahamantra Sutra is in the second part, while the first part is just some basic introduction and practice.
Also, you can only learn the fortune-telling technique after getting the next chapter.
The reason why I gave you the first chapter is to show my sincerity, and secondly to let you understand the power of life magic after practicing, so that you can sincerely search for the fountain of life for me for the next chapter."
Zhao Yichuan's explanation is not very good, but it is indeed somewhat credible.
Wang Dong couldn't believe it!
The fountain of life is a precious thing, but it is indeed precious. It can repair a person's damaged body.
On Earth in its previous life, it could cure even the most terrifying terminal diseases, and even give people a new lease of life.
But for normal people who are not sick, it is useless.
Because although it has the word "life" attached to it, after taking it, it cannot increase your cultivation level. It is just a healing item.
So in the system’s exchange list, it’s not expensive!
Of course, inexpensive is relative.
Compared with Tianyuan Dan, it is still much more expensive.
1,000 demon heads are worth one drop, which is exactly what Wang Dong can afford to redeem!
Wang Dong gathered his thoughts, shook his head at Zhao Yichuan and said: "Brother Zhao, even if this great destiny scripture is as amazing as you said, the first chapter doesn't have much meaning.
It is understandable that you want me to understand the power of the Mahārāvam Sutra, and I will take it as your use of it to inspire me to find the fountain of life for you.
In this case, it is inappropriate to use it as payment for last night."
Zhao Yichuan frowned. He was even willing to take out the Divine Scripture. He didn't expect that such a Wang Dong had such a big appetite and was still not satisfied.
"What do you want?" People had to lower their heads under the eaves, and he asked Wang Dong.
Wang Dong smiled and said: "What I want is nothing compared to the Great Ming Sutra that you regard as a treasure. It is most suitable to use it to pay for last night's whoring."
"what is that?"
"A sword-managing skill?"
"That's it?"
Zhao Yichuan looked shocked, thinking that Wang Dong would continue to speak loudly.
"Your master must have taught you sword-control skills, and I think they are also advanced sword-control skills.
When it comes to things like sword control, it's enough to learn just one skill. There's no point in biting off more than you can chew.
Unless, you are not learning advanced sword-controlling skills, so you want to change to advanced sword-controlling skills.
Although I don't practice swordsmanship, sword control is the basics. I also learned an advanced sword control back then.
If you want it, it’s okay to give it to you.”
Zhao Yichuan said, looking at Wang Dong with a confused look.
He is already a cripple, so he cannot see through Wang Dong's cultivation level.
He always thought that Wang Dong was a disciple of a certain master, otherwise he would not have the confidence to obtain a drop of the fountain of life.
But if you are a disciple of an expert, how can you not know advanced sword-controlling skills?
In Zhao Yichuan's opinion, Wang Dong probably only learned an intermediate sword-controlling skill, so he wanted to change to an advanced sword-controlling skill.
If that was the case, he would have some doubts about Wang Dong's identity.
He doesn't even have an advanced swordsmanship, which seems a bit unreliable and makes him lack confidence!
Even in his wildest dreams, he never imagined that Wang Dong not only did not have high-level sword-controlling skills, he did not even have intermediate sword-controlling skills, or even the lowest sword-controlling skills!
No matter what, now that the matter has come to this, even if Wang Dong's identity is suspected, he won't even be reluctant to take out an insignificant book on sword control.
Anyway, sword-controlling skills are a bad thing, so there is no harm in giving them to others.
Wang Dong asked the waiter for pen and paper and gave them to Zhao Yichuan.
After a while, Zhao Yichuan silently wrote out an article on sword control.
"Aurora Swordsmanship"
Wang Dong looked at it carefully, not missing a word.
After a while, he started practicing directly according to this record of sword control.
After a while, Wang Dong's Dantian trembled, and then he suddenly opened his mouth.
A small sword that was so small that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye spurted out from Wang Dong's mouth.
The little sword rotates and jumps in mid-air, like a flexible and naughty elf.
Wang Dong's spiritual consciousness is much stronger than that of ordinary monks who have just entered the land of immortals, and it is natural to control a small sword.
It's just that I didn't have any swordsmanship skills before, I didn't have any stepping stones, and I had no clue at all, so I couldn't control this little sword.
Now that I have mastered the art of sword control, after practicing it, it immediately became a matter of course and became very handy.
A smile appeared on Wang Dong's face, and he had another trump card from now on.
An almost invincible trump card.
Ordinary land gods, that is, those in the foundation-building realm, cannot truly control flying swords.
Pay attention to the word "real".
They can master the art of sword control and use their spiritual consciousness to control flying swords.
However, it does not have the real terrifying power of flying swords.
Because controlling the flying sword requires not only spiritual consciousness, but also true energy!
True Qi will dissipate when leaving the body, so adding True Qi to the flying sword will not improve the combat effectiveness of the flying sword at all.
Only true essence can be attached to the flying sword, stir up spiritual consciousness, and never dissipate!
So when you reach this realm and encounter this situation, the Thunder Emperor's true energy is the most terrifying thing about Wang Dong!
If the king moves this sword, he can kill the peak of land gods!