manynovel Chapter 135 Descending the Mountain for Training, the Blood Demon Appears, and the Blood Qi and Bloo
Chapter 135 Descending the Mountain for Training, the Blood Demon Appears, and the Blood Qi and Bloo
Chapter 135 Descending the Mountain for Training, the Blood Demon Appears, and the Blood Qi and Blood Camp Flourish
The five entered the dilapidated temple again. As soon as they entered, they felt a wave of heat hit them. They saw that a fire had been lit on the offering table, burning four heads, including the Buddha's head.
In front of the offering table, a young man in a red Taoist robe stood with his back to them, quietly watching the flames burn.
For some reason, Zhang Lingjun always felt that the flame was different from ordinary flames, as if it were some kind of living thing.
Then, his expression suddenly changed as he saw the young man put his hand into the fire, seemingly oblivious to the intense heat, and even pull a burning rope out of the flames.
"Gathering fire into a rope, what kind of technique is this?"
Of course, Modi wouldn't tell him what the wonders of dragon flame were; he simply used the dragon flame hair tie to tie up his long hair so it wouldn't fall loose.
After he finished, he flicked his sleeve, and the dragon flames climbed up the Buddha statue, burning and melting the entire stone statue along with its arms.
The firelight illuminated the faces of the five men, and their eyes were filled with awe as they looked at the dragon flame, knowing that this was definitely not an ordinary fire.
So, what level of master is this young Taoist who can cultivate such flames?
Condensing Essence, or Divine Qi?
As various speculations flashed through their minds, Mo Di turned around, faced Zhang Lingjun, and answered the question he had asked when they first met.
"I am Styx, you may simply call me Daoist Master."
"I am Zhang Lingjun, a disciple of Zhushan from Cangjian Peak. I greet Daoist Minghe."
Zhang Lingjun quickly cupped his hands and bowed.
Behind him, four people greeted Modi in order of seniority.
These five people were all disciples of Hidden Sword Peak. Apart from the senior disciple Zhang Lingjun, who was leading the group, they were all outer disciples.
As one of the five major sects, the name of Hidden Sword Peak carries considerable weight within the Great Qian Dynasty. Some local magistrates even actively curry favor with the outer disciples.
The hope is to establish a connection with Cangjian Peak through this.
The title of Zhang Lingjun, an inner disciple, is naturally much more useful than that of an outer disciple, not to mention that he comes from the Zhushan lineage.
It should be noted that Zhushan has consistently ranked sixth among the twelve branches of Cangjian Peak, and countless people have tried to curry favor with him, a disciple of Zhushan.
However, his once invincible reputation lost its effectiveness with the young Taoist.
Upon hearing this, Mo Di's expression remained unchanged. He nodded slightly and asked, "Hidden Sword Peak, I know it. It's one of the Five Sects. So what are you doing here?"
Zhang Lingjun's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure and replied, "I am here on the orders of my sect to lead my four junior brothers and sisters down the mountain for training, both to guide and to protect them."
"Why did you pass by this dilapidated temple?" he asked again.
"Master, you may not know this, but besides our training, we have another mission: to investigate and solve the cases of missing pedestrians in the vicinity."
Zhang Lingjun explained, "Based on our investigation, we identified a nearby inn and suspected that the innkeeper was secretly involved in murder and robbery, so we decided to go to that inn to investigate."
"I didn't expect to be caught in a downpour halfway there, so I had no choice but to take shelter in this temple."
After saying that, he pointed in the direction of the destination, which happened to be the direction Modi had come from.
Modi roughly guessed what their goal was, and shook his head, "You are probably no match for the innkeeper."
Zhang Lingjun was somewhat unconvinced upon hearing this, but considering that this was an old monster whose strength was unknown and whose temper was probably not very good, he tactfully said:
"Master, you can rest assured. Although I am not very talented, I still possess the strength of the Blood Refining level. Even if I am no match for them, I can still protect my junior brothers and sisters and ensure their safe retreat."
"You're facing three lunatics at the Blood Refinement level. Are you really confident?"
Modi poured a bucket of cold water on him, drenching him completely.
Three madmen at the Blood Refining level?
For a moment, Zhang Lingjun blushed deeply, wishing he could swallow back the words he had just uttered.
"Master, how do you know about this?" the usually unassuming young man suddenly asked.
Mo Di glanced at the boy named Xia Yunyi and casually said, "I came from there. When I was staying overnight, I found those three guys eating people, so I killed them all."
A casual remark, as innocuous as asking what to eat for dinner, left the five people present stunned.
After a long while, Zhang Lingjun breathed a sigh of relief and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you, Daoist, for eliminating this scourge. Otherwise, the five of us brothers would have become their food."
"Don't be so pessimistic," Modi comforted her. "You might not even be able to leave this dilapidated temple alive, so what's the point of talking about becoming their food?"
Upon hearing this, the five men's expressions changed. They thought the young Taoist had finally revealed his true colors and was about to attack them, so they subconsciously placed their hands on the hilts of their swords.
"What do you mean by this, Taoist Master?" The icy girl named Su Miao'an couldn't help but ask. Her voice was very similar to her temperament, both revealing a cold indifference that kept people at a distance.
"Please enlighten us, Daoist Master," Zhang Lingjun asked in a deep voice.
Modi turned around and stared at the still-burning Buddha statue. "Do you know why three people died here?"
The five people looked at his back and all said they didn't know.
In fact, they originally thought that the murderer who killed the three of them was the young Taoist priest in front of them.
"There is such a person. I met him briefly last night at that inn. Before dawn, he left the inn, claiming he was going to track down the 'Blood Demon.'"
"Not long ago, when I arrived at this dilapidated temple, I saw the heads of three people and determined that they had only recently died."
As Modi was speaking, the Buddha statue in front of him swayed almost imperceptibly, but the five people behind him didn't notice it, as they were completely focused on his words.
Zhang Lingjun's Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke with difficulty, "So, the killer is very likely the Blood Demon?"
Of the four disciples from Hidden Sword Peak, three had drastic changes in expression, while only Xia Yunyi looked completely bewildered.
He tugged at his horse-faced senior brother's sleeve and whispered, "Senior Brother Ma, who is the Blood Demon?"
"The Blood Demon is a wicked cultivator who acts eccentrically and violently. It is said that he once obtained a wicked technique from the long-extinct evil sect 'Blood Refining Hall'."
Ma Hong paused, a hint of lingering fear appearing on his face, and then continued:
"With a single move, the Blood Demon can rip out a person's blood, and even suck a person dry until they are a dried corpse. It is extremely poisonous, hence the name Blood Demon."
Su Miaoan's expression was solemn as she added, "Although the Blood Demon is only at the Condensation Realm, his survival ability is extremely strong; he can even escape from the hands of our sect's Divine罡 Realm elders."
"Not long ago, our sect elders severely injured him, but I never expected him to come out and harm people again." Tian Qingyi, who had her hair in pigtails, was no longer lively, but instead had a face full of sorrow.
Zhang Lingjun realized the situation was serious and looked very troubled.
He recalled what the young Taoist priest had just said, and a thought flashed through his mind. He asked, "Taoist priest, you said those three people had only been dead for a short time, which means the Blood Demon hasn't gone far yet?"
Modi turned his head, gave him a wary look, and a slightly enigmatic smile appeared on his lips.
He said with a hint of pleasure in his voice, "When did I ever say that the Blood Demon had left this temple?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the Buddha statue trembled strangely, as if something was about to break free from its cocoon.
This time, all five members of Cangjian Peak saw it clearly and took a step back in unison, vaguely sensing that something evil was hidden inside the Buddha statue.
Combining Mordi's words, they came to the same conclusion.
"Master, could the Blood Demon be inside?"
Zhang Lingjun could barely speak, but he still stood in front of everyone, fulfilling his duty as the eldest disciple.
The other disciples of Cangjian Peak were also unusually united, gathering around him and standing guard with their swords drawn.
"As expected of disciples from a major sect, they're quite united." Mo Di nodded to himself, until he saw the cowering figure standing at the very back, glancing back every now and then, and his face twitched involuntarily.
"Apart from him."
thump.
The Buddha statue shook again, this time with a greater amplitude, and a clear heartbeat could even be heard coming from inside.
After two muffled, thunderous heartbeats, before everyone's eyes, the Buddha statue, which had been mostly melted, exploded, and a blood-red human figure emerged from it.
Like a human whose skin has been peeled off, revealing his muscular body, he gave the people of Hidden Sword Peak an extremely ominous feeling.
Just looking at him made everyone feel as if their blood was being drawn out, almost bursting out of their bodies.
The moment the blood-red humanoid figure passed through the Buddha statue, it inevitably became stained with dragon flames. Like adding fuel to the fire, the dragon flames spread across its body...
It just kept burning brighter and brighter.
Drops of oily liquid dripped from his body as he roared and charged toward the person closest to him.
"I've been waiting for you, Blood Demon." Modi didn't dodge or evade, but took a small step back. The Dragon Hunter Spear appeared in his hand, and he held the shaft at his waist. As the Blood Demon quickly approached, his seemingly thin body burst forth with tremendous power. His muscles bulged, veins bulged, and his legs were rooted to the ground like wooden stakes.
The Dragon Slayer Spear thrust straight out, and before the Blood Demon could react, the broad blade pierced through his body, almost tearing him in two.
The gunblade, specifically designed for hunting giant beasts, was wider than his waist at its widest point; if it had been just a little bit forward, he would have become half a blood demon.
Modi placed his other hand on the gun handle, and with a flick of his Dragon Hunter Spear, he drew a crescent moon, easily severing the Blood Demon in half.
Blood Demon's upper body fell to the ground, but his buttocks were deliberately lifted by Modi and hung high on the tip of the spear.
"Ah—not only did you ruin my healing plan, you even tore me in two! Who are you?!"
With great effort, the Blood Demon propped himself up with his hands, enduring the excruciating pain of the dragon flames burning his body, his blood-red eyes even more crimson than the surrounding muscles.
He stared intently at Modi and his own buttocks.
Modi's tone was chilling: "I, Styx, have come today to act on behalf of Heaven and take your dog's life."
"But I don't own a dog," the Blood Demon glared at him. "How about this: I'll pass on my 'Theory of the Flourishing of Qi and Blood' to you, and you'll let me off the hook, okay?"
Trying to bribe me with evil arts? Interesting.
Before Mo Di could speak, Zhang Lingjun behind him shouted anxiously, "Daoist, do not believe the Blood Demon's nonsense. All those who cultivate his techniques will only become his resources in the end."
Blood Demon glanced at him, grinned to reveal red fangs, and suddenly exerted force with both arms, leaping high into the air and pouncing towards the people of Hidden Sword Peak.
A flash of blood, and Zhang Lingjun instinctively thrust his sword forward, only to strike empty air.
In the blink of an eye, the blood-red shadow passed the four people in front of it and headed straight for the last boy.
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