Volume 8: Demon Suppression Chapter 37: Thunder in the Heart but Calm on the Face
A deep quiet room.
There was dazzling golden light everywhere, and strange phenomena continued to appear.
The waves surged, the golden light flickered, and they kept rolling up.
But this scene only lasted for a few breaths, and all the divine light began to converge.
"【Daxia Sutra】(Lianxu Chapter) has been upgraded to the Fourth Flower Realm, and the upper limit of spiritual power has been increased by 250,000!"
"Your soul realm has been improved (soul consciousness +200)!"
Lu Qingshan, sitting cross-legged in the center of the quiet room, felt that his whole body was filled with vitality, as if a vigorous energy was flowing.
After spending 5.14 million experience points, he successfully raised his cultivation to the Fourth Flower Realm.
With this wave of increases, his experience value fell to the bottom again, leaving only a pitiful 900,000.
But it’s not a big problem, as I still have 8,000 military merits to my name.
In other words, there is no shortage of money!
Lu Qingshan looked inward and discovered that on the seed of origin between the brows of his Nascent Soul, four dazzling and swaying golden lotuses had blossomed, with golden threads hanging down from them, making the entire Nascent Soul gleam with golden light.
"Every time a flower blooms, the strength of my Nascent Soul will increase to a higher level, and my accumulation will become deeper." Lu Qingshan pondered.
It is said that a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage is no match for a cultivator at the Spiritual Transformation stage. This is because a cultivator at the Spiritual Transformation stage cultivates his Yuan Power, while a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage is still at the Spiritual Power stage.
The tyrannical quality of elemental force can easily defeat spiritual force if it confronts it.
This is a qualitative gap, which cannot be easily made up by quantity.
It can’t be easily made up for, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be made up for.
He cultivated a flawless Taoist foundation, and the purity and concentration of his spiritual power far surpassed ninety-nine percent of the cultivators of the same level.
With the same spiritual power, his power is much stronger than others.
Of course, it is definitely not as good as Yuanli.
But this also gives him the opportunity to make up for the quality gap by relying on quantity.
“If I can cultivate to the Sixth Flower Realm or above, I should be able to compete with ordinary cultivators in the early stage of Spirit Transformation.” After carefully examining his own condition, Lu Qingshan made a reasonable assessment in his mind.
What he meant by arm wrestling was arm wrestling without using any unconventional means such as "power of mountains and seas" or "life".
"It's really exciting." Lu Qingshan regained his composure, slowly stood up and left the quiet room.
At this moment, the sky was already bright.
Lu Qingshan did not waste any more time. He flew up on his sword, leaving a flash of light in the air. He flew out of Luoyan Pass and headed straight for Yumen Pass along the original route at an extremely fast speed.
…
The sky is getting brighter.
Hey——
A faint whisper was heard.
pain!
it hurts!
My head hurts!
The groggy and unconscious Marquis An Hai only felt an abnormal pain in his head. He woke up from his coma with difficulty and slowly opened his eyelids.
When he first woke up, his eyes, consciousness, and voice were all clear, but he found that although his eyes were open, his body could not move at all, not even his fingers.
This state was very unfamiliar, and even made Marquis An Hai a little panicked.
If it were an ordinary mortal, he would not take this kind of scene seriously - isn't it just sleep paralysis?
After some time, Marquis Anhai finally regained control of his body.
"Huh!" He regained control of his body, sat up abruptly, looked around immediately, and found himself in a wilderness somewhere unknown.
"I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck..."
Marquis Anhai looked inside his body and saw that his essence and blood were depleted and in a mess. The situation couldn't be worse and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
His condition was so bad, and he fainted without any preparation in the dangerous extraterritorial battlefield...
During this coma , any demon who discovered him would probably kill him.
But in the end, he survived and woke up safely.
"If you survive a great disaster, you will be blessed in the future." Marquis Anhai comforted himself in his heart. At the same time, his mind moved, and ripples appeared on the ground like water waves.
The next moment, his figure was like a stone thrown into the sea, sinking silently into the earth.
Then the ripples dissipated and the earth returned to peace.
And all his breath also disappeared completely.
This is an extremely powerful breath-holding technique practiced by Marquis Anhai - the Heavenly Snake Breath-holding Technique.
It was precisely by relying on this Heavenly Serpent's Breath-Hiding Technique that he was able to avoid being discovered by the demon army's tight search net after breaking out.
Underground.
Marquis Anhai took out a pill and swallowed it, then began to practice his skills to heal his wounds - in order to escape from the devil's den, he used forbidden techniques and forcefully broke out, and now he was seriously injured.
…
One day later.
Above the desolate battlefield outside the domain, a colorful butterfly that looked extremely strange flapped its wings and flew across the sky.
Although the butterfly appears to be only flapping its wings lightly each time, it can actually move extremely far.
The speed seems slow but is actually fast, extremely mysterious.
Behind this butterfly are two fast-moving figures.
If you look carefully, you can see a sinister face with a pair of triangular eyes and Qing Ge's gloomy and cold face...
"Your Highness, why don't you bring the demon army with you to ensure that Lu Qingshan is killed? According to what the Demon Lord Linghui said, Lu Qingshan is no simple person." The triangular-eyed demon cultivator, Demon Marshal Puqu, couldn't help but ask.
"No matter how complicated it is, isn't he still a Void Refining cultivator? I alone am enough to kill a mere Fifth Realm Swordsman. Why do I need to bring a large army? If I wasn't afraid of encountering some other accidents, I would not have planned to bring you along. It's simply making a fuss out of nothing!" Qing Ge looked disdainful.
Then, he said dissatisfiedly: "Besides, there are too many people and too many eyes. There is no guarantee that there are spies planted by Chi Pu in my army. If we take them with us, our whereabouts may be exposed to big brother. What if big brother hears the noise and rushes over to snatch Lu Qingshan from me?"
"If I wasn't worried about this, why would I be so anxious? I just used up my own essence to regenerate my severed limbs, and I don't even have time to recover my essence yet I'm setting off." Qing Ge said grimly.
It can be seen that his arm that was originally cut off by Marquis An Hai has now grown out of thin air - this is what he restored after leaving the Black Magic City by using his own original power.
This was also forced by the situation. He originally wanted to kill first and report later, catching Chi Pu off guard.
So he didn't dare to delay any longer, nor make too much noise.
If Chi Pu follows him, how can he have a share in the fake Taoist weapon?
Quietly, the army doesn't want it.
"I see," Puqu Demon Marshal nodded upon hearing this, "Your Highness is right."
As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, the whole family will prosper.
Since he is under Qingge's command, he naturally hopes that Qingge's status can be improved.
Among the demons, strength has always determined one's status.
He also knew the improvement that a pseudo-Taoist weapon could bring to Qing Ge.
As for Lu Qingshan, he is just a fifth-level swordsman. Although the Demon Lord Linghuo has repeatedly warned him not to underestimate him, the two of them, one is a sixth-rank demon general and the other is a seventh-rank demon commander. How can they not be underestimated?
The Demon Marshal Puqu didn't think any more and followed Qingge and Baihuandie away quickly.
…
"Um?"
Just after the two demons and the butterfly flew past, a ripple appeared on the ground in the wilderness they passed by.
The figure of Marquis Anhai suddenly appeared.
"It's these two demons... Why are they here? They look like they are looking for something..." He looked at the direction where the two demons went away in confusion, frowning slightly: "Are they looking for me?"
"No, if they were looking for me, why were there only two of them, instead of sending out the entire demon army? And with that demon general's arrogant and domineering personality, why would he come out in person to look for me?"
What's going on?
Marquis Anhai was puzzled.
In this remote wilderness far away from the demon city, Demon General Qingge, who had just failed in his attack on Luoyan Pass, walked hurriedly with his men, as if looking for something.
And it doesn't seem like he's looking for the self who ran away.
What would that be looking for?
As Demon General Qingge , what he was looking for must not be simple, and must be extremely important to their demon clan - after all, the day before, Demon General Qingge had led his army to attack Luoyan Pass, so how much lower could his status be?
The veteran's intuition told him that there must be some big secret hidden in this.
This made Marquis Anhai's heart tremble, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Tick-tock.
At this time, a few faint ticking sounds were heard, and Marquis Anhai, who was thinking, raised his head and looked at the sky.
"It's raining..."
After hesitating for a few breaths, Marquis Anhai stood up quickly and stopped caring about healing his wounds. Instead, he followed the two demons carefully but quickly in the direction they went.
He made his decision.
Marquis Anhai's injuries were far from fully recovered, but since he had encountered such a major event, he really couldn't ignore it.
He also knew that in his current state, following him might put himself in danger or fail to change anything.
but……
Who knows?
He can allow himself to be powerless after trying, but he cannot allow himself not to try because he feels powerless.
So, he set off anyway.
Soon, Marquis Anhai disappeared from the spot.
And the rain was getting heavier and heavier.
…
It started to rain heavily, just like the heavy rain at Luoyan Pass a few days ago, making the sky and earth grey and extremely cold.
Ordinary weather changes no longer have much meaning to monks.
Lu Qingshan flew low on his sword, with a faint spiritual power lingering around his body, draining away all the rain.
One day has passed since he left Luoyan Pass. In two days, he will be able to return to Yumen Pass.
Suddenly, he frowned subconsciously.
Two huge splashes of water suddenly burst out not far in front of him, forming a water lotus with water droplets splashing everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain was very noisy.
Amid the noisy sounds of wind and rain, a sinister voice floated over, as if it condensed into a line, bringing up a rain arrow, piercing through the thick rain curtain and shooting towards Lu Qingshan.
"Hello again, Li Feiyu."
The transparent rain arrows formed by condensed rain pushed away all the cold wind and heavy rain and went straight towards Lu Qingshan's face.
laugh!
Finally, the rain of arrows seemed to hit an invisible wall ten feet in front of Lu Qingshan's eyes, and could not go any further, so they exploded directly.
Raindrops splashed in front of Lu Qingshan, but he seemed unaware.
Because two figures have appeared in his sight.
Demon General Qingge and Demon Commander Puqu.
Prince Qingge, whose anger had been brewing for a long time and was about to explode, calmed down after finally seeing Lu Qingshan again, probably because he thought Lu Qingshan was doomed to die.
He looked playful and not in a hurry at all, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Or should I call you Lu Qingshan?"
Lu Qingshan, who was stopped by the two demons, looked at the leisurely Demon Marshal Puqu and Demon General Qingge. He paused for a moment, without much change in his expression. He just asked calmly, "How did you find me?"
Everything happened so suddenly.
Logically speaking, with the blessing of Tianxuan Secret and his usual caution, the demons should not be able to discover him.
But it has already happened, and there is no point in wishing it hadn't happened.
The Qingge Demon General's eyes sparkled, and he grinned, "Why should I tell you?"
Let Lu Qingshan die with a clear conscience?
Wouldn't that be a bargain for the beast? No, Qing Ge was not prepared to do so.
I would rather let him die with resentment and confusion, that would be satisfying!
Since Demon General Qingge didn't say anything, Lu Qingshan didn't ask any more questions. He stared at Demon General Qingge standing in the rain and suddenly grinned, "Have your hands grown? It seems that the arm I collected is no longer out of print and worthless."
Hearing this, Qing Ge couldn't help but have veins bulging on his forehead - he remembered the scene again. After Marquis An Hai cut off his arm, Lu Qingshan took it away and even shook his arm at him to provoke and mock him.
"You, damn it!" Qing Ge's barely maintained composure was easily shattered.
Seeing this, the Demon Marshal Puqu took a step forward and took the initiative to show his goodwill, saying, "Your Highness, let me take him down and let Your Highness deal with him."
"No," Qing Ge stretched out his hand to stop the Puqu Demon Commander who was about to attack, curled his lips, and said with a sinister smile: "I once said that I must kill this man with my own hands. I, Qing Ge, will naturally do what I say. You just watch from the sidelines. I will do it myself this time!"
Seeing this, Puqu Demon Marshal took a step back cooperatively and said, "Then Your Highness, please play with him for a while."
He was just dealing with a Void Sword Cultivator, so he still had some confidence in His Highness Qingge.
"Kill me with your own hands?" Seeing Qing Ge acting like this, Lu Qingshan just said "oh" indifferently.
whoosh!
The dragon bird appeared in Lu Qingshan's right hand.
"I," he waved his right arm, pointing the tip of his sword at Qing Ge, "wait for you!"
If there was only one Qingge demon general present, Lu Qingshan would probably try to escape.
But with the presence of Puqu Demon Marshal, all this became meaningless.
If he, a fifth-level swordsman, could escape from the Demon Commander, the demon clan would have been destroyed by humans seven or eight times already.
Dead end.
This was a dead end with no chance of survival for him.
Lu Qingshan glanced at the dragon bird in his hand.
The rain poured down, but it could not get close to the Dragon Sparrow Sword and evaporated and disappeared.
"This may be the last battle between you and me." Lu Qingshan whispered to Qin Yitian, feeling a little regretful and a little sorry.
"Holding your hand, living with you..." Qin Yitian replied softly.
This was what Lu Qingshan and Long Que said when they signed the contract, and it was also a promise they made to each other.
Now, Qin Yitian used this as her answer.
A warm feeling came from the dragon bird, flowing along Lu Qingshan's hand and throughout his body.
Lu Qingshan instantly understood what Qin Yitian meant.
"In that case..."
Of course he was reluctant to die, but he had already prepared himself mentally.
In the war between the two races, everyone may die, without exception.
Including him.
But at least you'll die standing.
Right.
"Come on!" Lu Qingshan's figure flashed like a rainbow, breaking through the rain curtain and taking the initiative to move forward.
At this moment, the powerful spiritual energy in his body flowed and surged, as violently as if thunder had exploded in his body.
In his chest, a mighty energy emerged, moving like a dragon.
There was clearly a great energy surging in his body, which was a magnificent sight, but Lu Qingshan's expression showed an unprecedented calmness and coldness.
There is thunder in the chest but the face is as calm as a lake.
Even if it is a dead end, he will fight to the last moment.
This is his belief.
The faith of the man holding the sword.
