Chapter 124 Traces of Death

Chapter 124 Traces of Death

Xie Que concentrated and held his breath, his heartbeat kept accelerating.

Is it an entry with the same law of cause and effect?

Could it be that there is no limit and anyone can be killed instantly by him?

He looked towards the large silver carp passing by under the water, but there was a trace that had never been seen before in his perspective.

The traces seemed to be engraved on the body of the fish, but they could not be touched.

This trace is still changing almost all the time, and even floats outside the fish's body.

Sometimes it disappears, only to reappear on the fish's body in a moment.

Is this the so-called "scar of death"? It's so strange.

After taking aim at the opportunity, Xie Que slightly spit out a bubble, which instantly collapsed onto the traces of the silver carp's body.

The trace disappeared before the bubble touched it. Xie Que was a little disbelieving and blew it up again.

This time I encountered that trace.

The silver carp suddenly lost all vital signs and gradually began to lean up.

Xie Que's voice condensed.

He looked at the corpses, but there was no such trace in his eyes. It should be that only living beings can see the "scar of death".

Putting his hand on that person's body, it actually cost five white words to read his memory.

Xie Que frowned and tried again, but they were still ranging from three to five.

He guessed that it must be related to surviving several thunder tribulations.

But the white entries are nothing, and there are hundreds of them of no use.

There is no need to keep things like those that increase a few kilograms of strength and turtle speed.

Hundreds of them combined will not produce any qualitative change.

After consuming five white entries, the marquee started walking, and a gray mist instantly rose in front of his eyes.

This Taoist, named Hua Deng, was born in Baishan and Heishui. He crossed the northern border outside Jinmen and was considered to have left the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Hua Deng was originally a bandit on horseback in the black water of Baishan Mountain.

But he unexpectedly became a disciple of the Immortal Family.

There are still many of these disciples in the White Mountain and Black Water area.

Hua Deng relies on offering souls to the immortal family he believes in, and thereby improves his cultivation by receiving rewards from the immortal family.

However, most of Hua Deng's previous cultivation was in treating injuries and illnesses, and there were not many combat-type spells.

Until he stood at the top of the Three Realms and found that there was no way to go.

He joined another tribe called the "Blood Drinking" tribe, successfully worshiped the gods, and became one of the shamans.

King Yan's Xuanjia Army was responsible for guarding the northeastern area of ​​the Great Zhou Dynasty and controlling the tribes and groups near Baishan and Heishan.

Those tribes are extremely loose, but there are also some powerful tribes among them, and sometimes the mountains are closed due to heavy snow in winter.

When they were short of food and drink, they would attack the defense line and try to plunder the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The shamans in the tribe are equivalent to real people who have entered Taoism. They are extraordinary and unpredictable.

This Hua Deng is a shaman from one of the powerful tribes.

This clan believes in a demonic Buddha named "Blood-Drinking King Kong".

This demon Buddha has eight faces and sixteen arms and claims to be in charge of life and death in the world.

Because of their beliefs, this tribe regards eating human flesh and drinking human blood as normal.

Fortunately, a few years ago, this clan was completely wiped out by King Yan.

Hua Deng is not a devout person. When he was a horse bandit, he relied on the extraordinary strength given by the Xian family to kill the boss and rise to power.

Later, after joining the tribe, he prayed to the gods and let the Blood-Drinking King Kong swallow the immortal family in his body, and he converted to this demon Buddha.

As for later, when the tribe was destroyed, switching sides and surrendering to King Yan to save his life was considered a normal operation.

Hua Deng's memory after that was nothing that Xie Que could pay special attention to.

Because of his duplicitous character, he failed to become King Yan's confidant.

Instead, Xie Que was quite interested in what Hua Deng experienced after joining the blood-drinking tribe.

The disciples of the Third Realm in their tribe have a battle like raising poison every year.

Only the most powerful one, after drinking the blood of the defeated, can worship the gods and enter the Tao and achieve the four realms.

And Hua Deng relied on this method to enter the four realms and become a spiritual guardian.

After becoming a spiritual guard, the memories began to scatter.

Xie Que was not surprised.

Generally, the memories that can be read by those who worship gods and become Taoists are extremely messy and scattered.

It's like a part of it has been inexplicably pulled away.

But Xie Que could still get some information from it.

The so-called "shamanic witchcraft" bestowed upon Hua Deng by the Blood Drinking King Kong is a pupil technique.

Can see the aura of death on the opponent, and use curses to strengthen the aura, thereby reducing the opponent's lifespan.

Xie Que was thoughtful and gradually understood the golden term of the Direct Death Demonic Eye.

He climbed ashore and burned the remaining bodies.

Previously, Xie Que also spent five white entries to obtain information about King Ming's Soul Lock Map from Yan Hui's memory.

Seeing that the refining method was too cruel, Xie Que instantly lost interest.

However, he did learn some things between him and the secret sect.

Yan Hui is the junior sister of Master Yan Guang, and can be regarded as his master-uncle.

However, a few years ago, he had already betrayed the secret sect and headed to the far west.

Accompanied by another secret sect traitor, he joined the so-called "Temple of Wisdom" in the West.

As for the other traitor, Xie Que could not find any identity information from his memory.

Compared to Hua Deng, the memory of this secret sect traitor seemed even more scattered, and even the information that could be obtained was pieced together by Xie Que piece by piece.

As for the others, Xie Que lacked interest and was burned to ashes.

After thinking about it, Xie Que went directly to the outskirts of the Danan Mountains and went to the newly built pig pen.

Start testing the effect of the Death Eye.

Xie Que discovered that the more powerful the person, the harder the death marks on his body became.

The marks of death on the Third Realm wild boar already needed Xie Que's punch to break them.

And this punch can have the same effect if it falls on a wild boar.

But the benefits are obvious.

After the Death Trace was shattered, life and the Yin God were completely dispersed, leaving no trace behind.

Except for this body that is still here, the others are like sudden deaths without any trace.

Moreover, the trace of death does not have to be destroyed at once.

Even if hit multiple times, it can be broken into pieces.

If Xie Que meets someone as difficult as Yan Hui again, he will be able to break the scars of his death.

The protective weapon used to cross over his body will cause death damage to his body.

Presumably, this is the reason why this entry can truly be regarded as a golden entry.

Regardless of any means of protection, damage transfer, or immunity to damage, as long as it is broken, it will cause instant death.

Xie Que couldn't help but think of the gods believed in by the Huadeng tribe, and was a little curious. Could this kind of demon-like god and Buddha really be in charge of life and death in this world?

After thoroughly understanding the effect of the "Death-Death Demonic Eye", Xie Que began to organize his own martial arts.

With the memories of several powerful people who had entered Taoism or worshiped gods, Xie Que's horizons had improved a lot again.

Especially in terms of techniques, these are the details that many predecessors have figured out.

Although Xie Que would not refine a cruel magic weapon like the Ming King Soul Lock Diagram, but it comes from its principle.

Xie Que developed a new martial arts with Gang Qi.

Mingwang Tiansuo!

It was created by combining the two martial arts of Mingwang Soul Lock and Jialan Tiansuo.

It has the effect of blocking Qi, blood, mana and Yinshen.

However, in terms of its power range, Xie Que can only cast spells one by one to block the real people whose cultivation level is below the third level of thunder tribulation.

If it were any higher, Xie Que's Gang Qi strength would be much lacking.

The reason why it can still be called martial arts is that it still uses human meridians as the most basic circulation to form mysterious symbols internally to achieve the desired effect.

If all the masters in Jinmen saw this kind of martial arts, they would exclaim in surprise that it is so amazing.

After all, warriors' Gang Qi has always been used with fists, feet or weapons.

No one has ever tried to combine Gang Qi with Taoism to increase its power to this level.

But the prerequisite for cultivating it is to be able to have such a strong foundation of Gang Qi like Xie Que.

It can even overwhelm the magic power in the Taoist body.

This is something that all the martial arts masters can never achieve.

Later, Xie Que optimized the Jinpeng Dragon Fighting Technique again.

Although this martial art is just a hasty creation of his own, the principles and will within it are not weaker than those of Killing Whales.

This martial art emphasizes stopping with stillness, and the strikes must be quick, accurate and ruthless.

It is the best choice to use it to break the scars of death.

Although the Qiankun Dao of Killing Whales is powerful and domineering, there will always be a charging time when taking action.

Although Xie Que had made it as short as possible, he still couldn't escape the vagaries of death.

Martial arts like Jinpeng Dragon Fighting Technique is the best choice to break the mark of death.

After mastering these two martial arts to the point of manifesting the saintly spirit, Xie Que has become a real person equivalent to the second level of thunder calamity.

However, with various blessings, he is not afraid of even the fifth level of thunder disaster.

Although she was able to kill Yan Hui, she relied on the Ming King Soul Lock Diagram in her body to restrict her.

However, even if he releases the Yin Shen, Xie Que thinks that it is true.

In addition, since he could now see the traces of death, Xie Que didn't know what the upper limit of his combat power was.

After that, Xie Que turned his attention to the new killing technique.

Fight the Holy Law!

He sat there and began to recall every move of King Ming Dali Bodhisattva.

As the saying goes: Boxes are afraid of young men, and sticks are afraid of old men.

This stick technique is the most particular about technique and method, as well as the combination of hardness and softness.

Although Xie Que doesn't know how to use weapons, he also knows that the stick method is based on "shaving up and down, rolling to the left and right" as the main outline.

That is to say, cutting upward is called shaving, and splitting downward is called rolling.

As if a perspective diagram was presented in Xie Que's mind, he began to continuously analyze the operation of magic power on the monkey, as well as the methods and techniques for exerting power.

This is the true effectiveness of martial arts wizards.

Although Xie Que had learned martial arts very quickly before, it was impossible for him to be convinced of his status just by watching it once.

Xie Que's thoughts changed, he stood up suddenly and ran to the Demon Suppressing Department.

After entering the Buddha Hall, he just said hello to his master and then started reading about stick techniques and martial arts like a maniac.

Wulang stick, Jinluo Nawang stick, powerful vajra stick, big yaksha stick, small yaksha stick, crazy magic stick, water splashing method, supreme powerful pestle method...

At the end of the day, Xie Que had completely digested the dozens of stick techniques in his heart.

Boxing is the source of martial arts, and the stick is the ancestor of weapons!

Xie Que gradually realized that this stick technique can also be regarded as the arm-lengthening boxing technique!

It is also a combination of hardness and softness, able to connect momentum and force, harmony and compliance.

Both boxing and stick techniques can be used swiftly and violently, densely but not sparsely, with many changes, and can be used as desired.

What matters is flexibility.

The same is true for the holy fighting method in memory.

Xie Que realized.

He stood up and practiced a set of boxing techniques with his bare hands.

It has the power of fighting against the heaven and the earth, but it is mixed with all kinds of changes in the unparalleled passion and heroism.

Master Yan Guang looked over and saw Xie Que with his empty hands, as if he was playing with a golden stick that reached heaven and earth.

He had bright eyes and a smile on his face: "You are really an idiot in martial arts, and only an idiot can achieve such a state."

The word "Never End" on the Death Trial Diagram began to flash crazily.

Xie Que punched out and completely flattened the golden pillar in the Buddha Hall.

At this time, a thin figure wearing a cassock and holding a golden stick also appeared behind him, but his momentum was unstoppable and courageous!

As the third martial arts will condensed, it also began to give positive feedback to Xie Que.

Xie Que's energy and energy once again climbed to an unprecedented peak, and the heart blockade in his body was slightly loosened.

The terrifying power of Qi and blood was like opening a gate to release water, and it immediately overflowed Xie Que's whole body.

He stretched out his hand to hold it, but this improvement was much stronger than before.

But Xie Que only thought it was normal.

After all, the second to third level of Thunder Tribulation is a threshold, and the same should be true for my second to third level of Holy Appearance.

But Xie Que also felt it.

There is no way that others can learn this method of breaking the shackles of martial arts.

After all, it may take a martial arts master a lifetime to be able to gather a martial arts will.

Not to mention ten paths.

Qi and blood surged through his body like a torrent. After he felt that his body was full of qi and blood, Xie Que strengthened the Heavenly Lock in his heart again.

At this time, I did some calculations again, and I am afraid that I have reached the realm of fifty continents of power.

This is not the limit of the third level of manifesting the saint. Even with the strengthening of the power of martial arts will, there is still huge room for improvement.

After it was over, Master Yan Guang stood in front of him with a smile: "I thought you would ask me for advice, but I didn't expect that a genius is a genius!"

Xie Que didn't have any embarrassment and nodded with a smile: "This is not something difficult."

But unexpectedly, Master's face fell down after hearing this.

Isn't it difficult? I've been practicing for a lifetime.

Xie Que didn't know what his master was thinking, but instead he discussed the matter at the ditch with Yan Huilai.

A trace of memory flashed in Master Yan Guang's eyes: "Yan Hui, he can be regarded as a kind of lover, but he can't distinguish between good and evil, good and bad, and he was deceived."

Without further explanation, Master once again praised Xie Que for his actions in rescuing Nan Guang and others.

If there is nothing to repay, gold will repay you.

Xie Que held the box full of gold bars with satisfaction, said goodbye to his master, and walked out of the Demon Suppression Department.

That’s when I met Mu Yongquan, who had been away for a long time.

He was a little surprised: "What have you been doing? It took you so long to come back?"

Mu Yongquan felt a little proud, and said proudly: "How powerful do you think I am now?"

Xie Que glanced at him with some suspicion, and instantly felt that he had worshiped God in his mind.

"Isn't it just worshiping gods? Which Buddha are you worshiping?"

Mu Yongquan's smile fell instantly: "How do you know, you..."

Xie Que put a hand on his shoulder. Mu Yongquan tried to break free but couldn't move.

Uncle Nan Guang also came over with a look of gloating at this time: "Master nephew, I told you not to be complacent, there is someone else!"

Mu Yongquan became a little unhappy: "I have worshiped Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and have become a sitting practitioner."

Xie Tong nodded, remembering the Samantabhadra seal on his chest.

Perhaps this is a good choice. Samantabhadra Bodhisattva has a very high status among the Buddhas and is the embodiment of wisdom.

After inviting Mu Yongquan to visit Heguang, he built nearly ten kilograms of guns.

Xie Que left with satisfaction holding a box full of gold bars, leaving Mu Yongquan to empty his pockets.

Uncle Nanguang has arranged a new boundary for him, which is the next step up Wangjiazhuang.

It is more than 20 miles upstream from Xiaochegou.

It's not far from the Danan Mountains there, and many hunters live here.

Xie Que liked this new area better. After all, it was a large area and it was relatively close to the pig pen.

Even compared to the previous corpse fishing river area, it is much closer to five miles of water.

However, after moving here, Xie Que didn't find any bodies for several days.

When he had nothing to do, he went to take a look around the ditch.

But after many days of chanting sutras and attaining salvation, it seemed that even the terrifying aura emanating from the coffin had been completely restrained.

He was a little happy, but also a little disappointed.

But within a few days, the owner of the Heyuan Pavilion, Lu, took the initiative to come to the door.