bookbashuk Chapter 22 Earthly Fiend Head-Continuing Technique
Chapter 22 Earthly Fiend Head-Continuing Technique
Inside the brand-new mountain god temple, the fire in the stove was burning brightly, and several little demons were busy going in and out.
Rabbit Xiaoyu tiptoed and fiddled with the incense table, while Fox Xiaohong squatted by the stove adding firewood. The firelight made the two girls' faces glow red.
Outside the temple gate, the two officials, one fat and one thin, leaned against the gateposts and chatted idly, seemingly oblivious to the busy work inside the temple.
No one noticed that the abbot of Qingyang Temple had arrived with two young Taoist disciples.
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he let out a cold snort.
Without waiting for instructions, the two young Taoist boys pushed off with their feet and shot straight towards the temple gate like arrows released from a bow!
As soon as Tu Xiaoyu raised her head, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of her.
Her pupils contracted sharply, and before she could even cry out in alarm, a whisk carrying fierce demonic power swept towards her.
boom!
The whisk struck her waist, and the girl's petite body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the legs of the offering table.
Blood spurted from her mouth, splashing onto the newly placed incense burner. As the smoke rose, she collapsed to the ground, her limbs twitching, her coarse clothes instantly soaked in blood.
Fox Xiaohong screamed and jumped up, turning to run away.
A ruler came crashing down from the sky!
Click!
The ruler slammed into her shoulder blade, the dull thud of bones shattering clearly audible.
Fox Xiaohong screamed and fell forward, her forehead hitting the stone slab, blood streaming down her brow bone. She struggled to get up, her fingers digging into the cracks in the ground, but she could only twitch twice in vain before finally going limp and motionless.
The piercing scream tore through the sky, startling countless birds in the peach grove.
Outside the temple gate, the old stone toad's bluish-gray body suddenly stiffened.
He was just pondering something, his slow-witted mind still not quite processing what was happening. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the temple, where Rabbit Xiaoyu and Fox Xiaohong lay on the ground, their blood soaking the stone slabs, a horrifying sight.
Suddenly, the old stone toad let out a deep groan, and its stone skin suddenly tightened, making a faint cracking sound like rock strata breaking. But it was naturally slow to move, its limbs rooted to the spot, and every step it took was difficult.
Under the incense table, Tao Yaoyao's chubby little body curled up in a ball, trembling like a leaf in the wind, with a few tender green peach leaves rustling on her head.
She covered her mouth tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, but dared not cry out.
It was just too weak, so weak that the two young Taoist disciples didn't even bother to give it a second glance.
at the same time.
The two officials, one fat and one thin, in front of the temple were too busy to even look after what was inside.
A very vicious enemy has arrived!
The fat clerk placed his one arm on the hilt of his sword, while the thin clerk slightly pulled back with his one leg.
The two looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes.
This calamity is unavoidable today.
"superior!"
The fat clerk gave a low shout, and his iron sword was drawn, the wind whistling through the air!
With a stomp of his one leg, the skinny clerk vanished into the earth.
Upon seeing this, the abbot of Qingyang Temple burst into loud laughter, his voice rough and grating like a dull knife scraping bone.
"What an interesting bunch! One has a missing arm but still dares to wield a sword, and the other has a missing leg but can still hop around on the ground—it's laughable!"
Each word was like a knife, piercing their hearts.
Fat Sergeant's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and his iron sword, brimming with rage, thrust forward!
Almost simultaneously, the skinny clerk emerged from the ground behind the abbot of Qingyang Temple.
A flash of cold light appeared in his hand as he aimed straight for his back.
They worked together seamlessly, one in front and one behind.
However, the difference in spiritual attainment is as vast as the difference between clouds and mud.
The abbot of Qingyang Temple held a pair of curved maces made of ram's horns, drawing them with both hands.
He parried the iron sword with his left mace, then swept it with his right mace in a backhand motion!
boom!
A burst of blood erupted from the fat clerk's shoulder, splattering onto the ground.
He was in excruciating pain; the iron sword slipped from his hand and clattered to the ground at his feet.
The thin-skinned official's water-dividing dagger barely managed to pierce him.
The abbot of Qingyang Temple stepped aside, and the sharp point tore through his clothes at the waist, leaving a bloody mark.
"You're all asking for death!"
He roared, his body suddenly swelled up, and his clothes ripped apart.
A huge blue sheep spirit revealed its true form!
Its coiled horns were curved three times and as thick as an arm; its body was covered with long hair that reached the ground, black with a bluish tinge; its four hooves were bluish-black, and when it stepped on the ground, the soil churned up.
Because of the pain in its waist, its eyes turned blood red, and its pupils shrank to the size of needle tips.
Enraged, it stomped down with all four hooves, striking the skinny clerk fiercely.
boom! boom! boom!
Each hoof strike felt like a massive boulder crashing down.
The skinny clerk couldn't dodge in time; his sternum collapsed, his ribs broke, and he collapsed to the ground, spitting out blood.
He was on the verge of death, barely clinging to life.
"Mere scraps!"
With a flick of its front hoof, the Green Sheep Spirit sent the half-dead, skinny clerk flying, and hurled him straight toward the peach grove.
The skinny clerk's body traced an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
It lowered its enormous ram head and stared at the fat clerk who was slumped on the ground.
The massive body cast a mountain-like shadow, enveloping the fat clerk entirely.
As that overwhelming demonic aura pressed down, the fat clerk felt as if all the air in his chest had been squeezed out, and even breathing became a luxury.
As his crotch warmed, the stench of urine filled the air.
"No, no, don't kill me..."
Fat Gongcao tumbled and fell to the ground, trembling like a leaf.
He suddenly came to his senses, supporting himself on his bleeding arm as he repeatedly kowtowed, his forehead hitting the ground, leaving bloody welts, his voice trembling with sobs:
"Grandpa Sheep, spare my life! I am a Heavenly Court Mountain Patrol Officer, imprisoned here by this Green Cloud Mountain God to do hard labor! I am his mortal enemy, we are not on his side!"
"Oh?" The cross-shaped pupils in the Qingyang spirit's yellow eyes suddenly contracted.
A cruel grin spread across its face, and a harsh, grating voice emanated from its jaws: "If that's the case, then pick up that sword and stab that skinny man to death. If you do as I say, I'll believe you and spare your dog's life."
Upon hearing these vicious words, the fat clerk turned ashen-faced.
He turned his head to look in the direction of the peach grove.
The thin, burly man lay there, his chest rising and falling slightly, blood bubbles still bubbling from his mouth.
Those were his colleagues who had worked with him for many years. Although they occasionally had disagreements, they had also gone through countless trials and tribulations together.
But when faced with life and death...
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was rendered speechless by the murderous intent in the Green Sheep Demon's dark eyes, and his expression gradually hardened.
Seeing that the fat clerk was still hesitant, and noticing that the Green Cloud Mountain God had not yet appeared, the Green Sheep Spirit grew increasingly impatient.
It glanced left and right and saw the mountain god temple standing behind it, its brand-new appearance piercing its eyes.
With a low shout, it suddenly lowered its head and charged forward, its four hooves pushing off the ground!
Boom!
It smashed half of the small temple of the mountain god on the mountain!
Stone fragments flew everywhere, and the mountain god statue, which Tu Xiaoyu had polished to a shine, snapped in two.
The stone statue rolled off the altar, broke into two pieces, and was buried in the pile of rubble.
"Mount Cuiyun! Come out and face your death!"
The Green Goat Spirit roared to the sky, and human words came from its beastly mouth.
Its roar shook the surrounding area, carrying with it a demonic aura that spread throughout the entire Cuiyun Mountain.
Upon hearing the sound, the mountain spirits and monsters within a hundred miles were all terrified and retreated repeatedly.
The fat clerk nearby was so terrified by the roar that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and his ears were ringing.
His mind went blank. He stumbled to his feet and picked up the iron sword from the ground.
Blood dripped from the sword as he moved step by step toward the thin clerk.
Each step felt heavy as lead, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.
Behind him, the Green Sheep Spirit stared intently with its sinister gaze.
It urged us on step by step, its murderous intent following us like a shadow.
So the fat clerk had no choice but to leave, his true nature forced out by death.
He walked up to his former colleague.
The thin, wiry man, Cao Wei, opened his eyes, but there was no hatred in them, only pleading.
Brother of many years, please, don't...
Fat Sergeant looked into those eyes, into the familiar pleading within them, and his anger flared.
"Don't blame me! Blame this world for wanting to kill you!"
He roared and brought his sword down.
A cold, sharp iron sword pierced straight down!
Meanwhile, behind him.
Inside a half-collapsed temple.
The two little demons were also struggling with all their might between life and death.
Rabbit Xiaoyu lay on the ground, her vest being trampled underfoot by a Taoist boy.
Every time Tu Xiaoyu was stepped on, a mouthful of blood would gush out of her mouth.
She tried to crawl forward by digging her fingers into the cracks in the ground, but was stepped on and unable to move.
Fox Xiaohong was grabbed by the neck by another Taoist boy and lifted up.
She kicked her legs with all her might, but couldn't kick anything. Her face turned red, and her eyes started to roll upwards.
At this moment, the two Taoist boys also revealed part of their true forms.
Two enormous sheep heads emerged from between their necks, their faces covered with a layer of bluish-gray fur, and their bright yellow eyes held cold and terrifying black cross-shaped pupils.
The one on the right holding the ruler raised his other arm high, about to smash Fox Xiaohong's head!
At this critical moment.
From under the incense table, Tao Yaoyao's chubby little body suddenly rushed out!
With her eyes closed and teeth clenched, she used all her strength to ram her head into the back of the knee of the Taoist boy who was holding Fox Xiaohong!
boom!
Caught off guard, the young Taoist's legs buckled, he staggered, and his grip loosened.
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Fox Xiaohong suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on the Taoist boy's wrist with her sharp teeth.
Tear!
A piece of skin and flesh was torn off!
Those creatures that can become spirits possess both excellent physical constitution and extraordinary abilities.
The young Taoist screamed and let go, and Fox Little Red leaped and landed lightly.
When she landed, her legs went weak and she almost fell, but she gritted her teeth and held on, then suddenly turned around and pounced on another Taoist boy.
It actually bit the Taoist boy's trouser leg and pulled him back with all its might!
Fox Xiaohong didn't know why she had to save the Jade Rabbit Spirit who always looked down on her. At that moment, she only subconsciously thought that since they had both listened to the sermons under the Mountain God, she shouldn't ignore them.
The two young Taoist boys were both furious and about to lash out.
Suddenly, a strange magical energy surged from outside the door!
They instinctively turned their heads to look, and after only one glance, they were hit by two clouds of gray mist!
The gray mist entered my body, causing stiffness everywhere!
Their skin turned bluish-gray at a visible speed, starting from their fingertips and quickly spreading to their arms!
The old stone clam slowly croaked.
It's as if it's saying "Run!"
Rabbit Xiaoyu struggled to break free from the weight on her back and staggered to her feet.
She rushed over, grabbed Tao Yaoyao, and ran away!
The two young Taoist disciples were already extremely annoyed and each began to perform hand seals.
The whisk and ruler soared into the air, carrying fierce demonic power as they chased after them!
boom!boom!
Rabbit Xiaoyu and Fox Xiaohong were struck in the back and fell to the ground again.
At the temple entrance, the old stone toad took a powerful stride, blocking the entrance with its massive stone body.
Without much thought, remembering the kindness of the mountain god's selfless preaching, he refused to allow the group of thugs from the dilapidated temple to easily escape and give chase.
His stone brain was so dull that it could only focus on one thing at a time. At this moment, all he could think about was blocking the door, and he was completely unaware of what fear was.
Rabbit Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and got up again, picked up Tao Yaoyao and rushed out.
Fox Xiaohong clutched her back and staggered behind.
The three little demons had just escaped from the temple gate.
Suddenly, an even larger shadow fell and enveloped them.
The Green Sheep Spirit turned its head, its yellow eyes coldly sweeping over the three little demons.
It cursed its useless apprentice inwardly, thinking it could deal with him later, but it had no time to pay attention to these ants at the moment.
But with just that one glance, in that instant, Tu Xiaoyu felt her blood freeze.
She stood frozen in place, holding Tao Yaoyao, her legs rooted to the spot. She wanted to run, but couldn't move an inch.
Despair overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
Right now.
The green sheep spirit suddenly turned its head and looked towards the peach grove!
Its cross-shaped pupils suddenly contracted to needle size, and it let out a cold snort: "Finally here?!"
The oppressive aura around him vanished instantly, but his demonic energy surged several times over!
The Green Sheep Spirit pounded the ground with its four hooves, its massive body taut like a fully drawn bow, its eyes fixed on the figure slowly emerging from the peach grove.
It is ready to fight.
Meanwhile, at the edge of the peach grove.
The skinny clerk felt a bone-chilling cold emanating from his abdomen.
He looked down and saw the iron sword his colleague always used, which was now piercing his abdomen and being pulled out, blood gushing down the blade and soaking his clothes.
He raised his head and looked at the fat clerk in front of him, at that distorted and deformed face.
However, the pain in my abdomen was nothing compared to the sudden realization in my heart.
Suddenly, the skinny clerk understood the parts of the mountain god's words that he hadn't understood before.
So he slowly opened his mouth to his former colleague and uttered a profound sermon that came to mind: "In the past I planted a canopy, but now I have abandoned it—view both conditioned and unconditioned phenomena in this way."
The fat clerk was stunned, then a surge of hatred welled up in his heart.
Why? Why can you still understand at this point?
You should hate me! You should curse me! You should struggle!
What do you make me look like by comparing me like this?
"you--"
His words stuck in his throat.
Because the skinny clerk was looking at him with a calm gaze, as if he were looking at a stranger.
There was no hatred. No resentment. Not even disappointment.
The fat clerk's hand, which was holding the sword, suddenly trembled.
......
The Green Sheep Spirit roared and pounced on the old mountain god who was walking towards the peach grove.
The old mountain god walked step by step, his right hand forming the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique.
The sword light preceded the footsteps; the longsword flew out, splitting into two, then four, and finally eight.
In the blink of an eye, sword lights flashed like a forest, suddenly piercing forward.
The Green Goat Demon roared, spewing out magical power and brandishing its claws to strike them.
However, the eight sword shadows moved as nimbly as fish, weaving through the gaps and dodging most of the interference, constantly leaving wounds on the demon's body. Blood splattered everywhere, and the wounds broke open, exposing the white bone beneath the skin.
"How could you hurt me!"
The Green Sheep Spirit remained fearless, bracing itself against the flying sword while striding forward.
Unexpectedly, in an instant, the eight swords merged into one, and the sword light suddenly lengthened.
"So what?"
Zhong Xuan, curious, slashed down with his sword while simultaneously retreating gracefully.
Swish!
The Green Goat Demon's body suddenly collapsed to the ground, its front legs buckling as its enormous goat head fell off.
Just as everyone around, including the fairies, was in shock.
"Hey, head!"
The sheep's head, the size of a millstone, opened its mouth on the ground, suddenly flew up from the ground, flew to the severed head, and was reattached in the blink of an eye, even blinking its eyes.
It can even be reattached after being severed!
Zhong Xuan's eyes widened slightly, his gaze also brightening with surprise.
It was indeed no ordinary demon.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The newly sculpted Green Goat Spirit laughed loudly, turning its head left and right, and staring mockingly at the old Taoist mountain god in front of it. It grinned ferociously and said, "Old mountain god! If you only have this one flying sword technique, it is not as powerful as my 'Head Regeneration' transformation ability. Do you know the various transformations of the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques?"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Xuan suddenly understood.
It turns out to be the Head-Regeneration Technique, one of the Seventy-Two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends.
No wonder it can regenerate its head, even after being beheaded.
He changed his sword finger, the sword light splitting again, and said with emotion, "Let's see."
The sword light, like a swimming fish, entangled itself once more.
Zhong Xuan fought and retreated simultaneously, leading the blue sheep spirit into the dense forest on the side.
In an instant, the sheep demon crashed into trees, causing them to either break or tremble.
Zhong Xuan unleashed his magical power repeatedly, severing three heads, only to have them all reattached.
Even if there is any other damage, it will be repaired at the same time as the sheep's head is reattached.
The more he fought, the faster his magical power was depleted.
Even though the ancient Qi cultivators' cultivation methods were powerful, they were able to frantically seize the surrounding spiritual energy while fighting, forcibly devouring and converting it into magical power.
But it is still like a magical lake, its water level constantly dropping because it has consumed too much power.
The Green Sheep Demon also noticed this and intensified its pursuit.
Zhong Xuan let anxiety rise in his heart, ignoring it and paying no attention to it.
Do not provide any nourishment to anxiety; let it arise and let it perish.
He focused solely on solving the problem, and his chosen method was to use the foundation of the Tai Xuan Dao from his previous life, combined with the ancient Qi-refining techniques of Qi discernment, to create a wondrous and magical method.
He already possessed some intuition and didn't intend to limit his ability to discern qi to cultivation.
Instead, they attempted to develop a technique of perception based on the infinite changes in the Qi (vital energy) between heaven and earth.
Now, under pressure in battle, many accumulated flashes of inspiration are constantly appearing in my mind.
He pondered, perhaps...