Lin Shouxi seemed to be having a dream.
Ordinary children don’t have childhood memories, but he does, and it’s very clear.
He remembers the scene when he was carried back by his master when he was still an infant, the four characters “doing good and accumulating virtue” written on the iron and silver hooks on the Mozong stele pavilion, and remembering the nurse… No, he was weaned at birth.
The deepest memory is when the master put lots of things for himself when he was a child, including coins, pens and inks, abacus, jade pendants and other things.
He thought for a long time, and finally grabbed a shell-like black scale.
At that time, the onlookers fell silent. After a long time, Lin Shouxi heard someone say:
“When he found this child, he held this thing tightly in his hand, and he refused to let go of it for days and nights. Now he has picked this thing again… The legend can’t be true, right? This child is really evil The dragon was born, and this black scale is his reverse scale!”
‘The evil dragon was reincarnated as a human, with the scale in his mouth, to bring disaster to the common people’, this rumor originated from nowhere, but it caused a lot of noise in the demon sect.
“Such unsubstantiated words must never be said again in the future.” Master severely reprimanded.
They didn’t know that at that time Lin Shouxi could already understand it.
The black scale was later inlaid in white copper and hung around his neck.
There is nothing special about the black scale except for its hardness. At that time, he searched through the ancient books, and only found a record of “Pearing the real dragon’s scale can make people not confused”, so as time passed, he even forgot its existence.
When he was young, Lin Shouxi liked to sit on the side as if nothing had happened, listening to the speeches of his brothers and sisters, and learning some interesting things from them.
The Momen has a good atmosphere, and the brothers and sisters never rejected him because of his weird background. The biggest reason for this is that he was really good-looking, especially before he was ten years old, his voice and description were very immature. The senior sisters all called him little junior brother, and the senior brothers jokingly called him little junior sister.
It was also from their mouths that Lin Shouxi learned that there is more than just himself in this world.
The name of that fellow is Mu Shijing, a little girl from the Taoist sect. They were all found in that dead city.
He has always been curious about his only kind.
When he was three years old, he thought he should be able to speak, so he spoke.
“Master, instead of doing evil things, we punish the strong and help the weak, suppress bandits and eradicate evil. Why are we called Demon Gate?” This was the first question he asked.
“Because this demon is not that demon.” The master made a fool of himself, and then explained the reason to him.
The rivers and lakes decades ago were lifeless rivers and lakes. At that time, those who could fly over eaves and walls and split rocks with their hands were regarded as masters. What about flying on water, killing people with flying swords, etc. were all nonsense stories made by storytellers.
But sixty years ago, the story came true.
At that time, two monsters suddenly appeared in the Yellow River and the Luoshui River, one was a headless fish with hundred beards and one hundred legs, and the other was a four-legged snake with hundreds of scales and eyes. These two books happened to be obtained by the patriarchs of the two sects of magic, and they were named after the legendary ancient book Hetu Luoshu.
These two books record a special method of breathing and breathing, which cannot be described in words, and can only be passed on to those who touch the pages of the book.
After receiving the inheritance, the masters suddenly discovered that they could breathe out a kind of true energy. This kind of true energy melted into the meridians and turned into a mysterious power. Killing people with sword intent is a supernatural power that could only be imagined in the past.
The martial arts flourished.
People were curious about the origin of the true energy, so according to the density of the true energy, they traced the source all the way, and finally found an ancient dead city.
The dead city is the place where true energy is densest, many masters choose to migrate here to concentrate on cultivation.
But the good times didn’t last long. While true energy gave people strength, it also corrupted many people. During the process of cultivation, some practitioners suddenly had black and purple lines on their arms, and the lines spread rapidly, swallowing people unstoppably and turning them into rotten corpses.
In the age when martial arts grew savagely, more and more ascetics were corrupted.
Therefore, the ancestor of the Demon Gate who got the Luoshu believed that the so-called true energy was the magic breath, the ancient city should be sealed off, Hetu Luoshu should be destroyed, everyone should stop cultivating the Tao, and not become a medium for the magic breath to grow.
The Taoists believe that practice is a gift from the gods. Today’s human flesh and blood are still weak, and they are not used to the true energy. Do not overstep the gods.
Both factions have their own supporters, the Taoist sect is much more powerful, and they call each other the ‘Demon Gate’.
“We have been fighting for many years, and the Dao Sect has always had the upper hand. If it hadn’t been for the sudden catastrophe in the ancient city three years ago, those masters of the Dao Sect who insisted on staying in the city died suddenly, and our Demon Sect might have been wiped out.” Master said. .
“It turns out that cultivation is such a dangerous thing.” Lin Shouxi sighed.
“Well, true qi is the method used by demons to pollute the world. It is a terrifying thing like a plague. But the Daoist sect is stubborn and unwilling to accept the truth.” The master sighed, “If you don’t defeat the Daoist sect and take the river Before the picture, we knew that the true energy was the devil’s breath, so we could only breathe out and cultivate to fight against them.”
“Will I be polluted?” Lin Shouxi asked.
“You are special.” Master said firmly.
“Oh…” Lin Shouxi nodded ignorantly, and asked again: “By the way, since Momen is another name, what was our original name?”
“Heaven and earth intertwine with Taiyin and Yang, the Acacia sect.” The master said majesticly.
“…The Demon Sect is pretty good too.” Lin Shouxi said inexperiencedly.
When he was four years old, he touched Luoshu and gained the ability to breathe out true energy. After that, he began to practice the magic gate method.
At the age of seven, he learned all the martial arts of the Demon Sect.
It was also in this year that he curiously asked the master of the Demon Sect: “Master, since we used to be that kind of sect, will we still inherit the unique knowledge of the previous patriarchal clan?”
“I won’t do it, because this method is not compatible with breathing out true qi.” The master said helplessly, “We are a small sect that has nothing to do with the world, and we just want to simply enjoy the innate energy that we are born with. Joy, but after the fish and snake negative book was picked up by the patriarch, the mission came to us, we must abandon everything in the past, and fight to the death to prevent the invasion of the devil’s breath.”
Lin Shouxi nodded regretfully.
“Stop thinking about it, starting tomorrow, you have to forget all the spells you have learned in the past three years.” The master said.
“I’m not thinking wildly.” Lin Shouxi missed the point.
Master looked at him, “You should ask why.”
“Hmm…why?”
“Because they will merge together to become the strongest sword technique of the Demon Sect, the Black Phoenix Sword Sutra with White Pupils.” After finishing this sentence, the master walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
The black phoenix with white pupils is the **** worshiped by the Demon Sect.
Its sculpture stands in front of the mountain gate, like a black flame blown by a strong wind. .
According to Master, the first and only time Patriarch saw it was in a dream.
It is precisely because Heihuang taught the Patriarch Sword Sutra in the dream, which strengthened the belief of the Patriarch.
The Black Phoenix Sword Sutra with White Pupils has a total of nine levels. It seems simple, but it is actually difficult. After so many years, no one has cultivated it to the extreme.
“The dragon is the leader of a hundred scales, and the phoenix is the king of ten thousand sparrows. If you were born with scales in your hands, and you practice this sword scripture, you will be invincible in the world in the future.”
On the first day of Lin Shouxi’s sword training, his master encouraged him like this.
“But as the saying goes, the height of the devil is one foot and the height of the road is ten feet tall…” Lin Shouxi hesitated to speak.
“That’s a Taoist saying, our saying is just the opposite.” Master patted him on the shoulder, “What’s more, as the saying goes, a ruler is short and an inch is long.”
Lin Shouxi nodded thoughtfully.
He was extremely talented, and he lived up to his master’s expectations. In just a few years, he reached the eighth level, leaving all his senior brothers and sisters behind.
But life is not like cultivating Taoism, and it will not always be smooth sailing because of his extraordinary talent.
When I was fourteen, my master died.
He was corroded by true energy and died.
That day, the master called Lin Shouxi to the room and showed him his wrist. On the old wrist, there is a black and purple stripe, like a blood-sucking insect lying underneath.
“I’m going to die.” Master said calmly.
“Is there anything I can do?” Lin Shouxi felt sad.
“Shouxi, you are the disciple I have put the most effort into. I asked you to come today because I want to teach you something at the end.” The master looked at him and said earnestly.
Lin Shouxi originally thought that the master would teach him the ability to press the bottom of the box, but no, the master was just in front of him, letting him watch the black and purple true energy erode and swallow this body little by little.
The skin is covered with black and purple blood, the bones inside are melted, and the body is like a house that has lost its load-bearing pillars. It was the decayed evil spirit awakening in his body, replacing him bit by bit.
Lin Shouxi only discovered today that Master is already this old.
He drew out his sword and wanted to kill his master, but the master groaned miserably and shook his head vigorously.
The skin is covered with rotten and sore flesh, and the sticky and stench is irritating and unpleasant. The sound of the face rolling down and smashing to the ground. The final scream followed, as weird as a demon.
Lin Shouxi knelt on the ground, touched his face, his hands were full of tears.
He fetched his master’s saber, which was passed down from generation to generation by the Sect Master of the Demon Sect.
He slashed across his palm with the sword.
“The evil dragon was reincarnated as a human, with a scale in his mouth, to bring disaster to the common people…Master, you believed in me when you were young, and now I will not let you down.” Lin Shouxi swore to the bloodstain that could barely be seen: “Mr. One day, I will uproot all evil and bring the world back to life.”
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Amidst the violent wind and rain, Mu Shijing saw Lin Shouxi struggling to stand up.
He grabbed the sword back from the rain, and the key points of the Baitong Black Phoenix Sword Sutra occupied his limbs and bones, miraculously suppressing his injury! He took the initiative to walk towards the monster, and the tip of the sword drew a long water line on the ground.
You are the source of all filth…Lin Shouxi suddenly wanted to laugh.
“What are you going to do?” Mu Shijing asked him coldly. ~Soverse.com~ Is this the **** you worship? “Lin Shouxi answered irrelevantly.
“How…how is it possible?” Mu Shijing was flustered.
This is the dead city, the center of all true qi. This terrifying monster also has a disgustingly abundant true qi, but… But, how could a **** be such a thing? !
“This is by no means a god! It is a demon, a monster that disrupts everything. True Qi is a gift from the gods. It is pure and innocent. It is the one that pollutes the true Qi!” Mu Shijing’s tone was firm, but the red lips trembling.
“Is it a demon…” Lin Shouxi chuckled, as if mocking.
He stopped talking, turned around, and looked directly at the true face of the monster. Blood gushed out of his eyes and flowed across his pale face. , The cold light provoked by the blade is like a broken moon.
The picture seemed to freeze here, the only one of its kind in the world was about to be killed, Mu Shijing suddenly felt a little lonely, his sneer before turning around echoed piercingly in her ears, she understood.
“It’s a demon…” Mu Shijing also retrieved the sword from the ground, the blade was as bright as a mirror, reflecting her porcelain-white face, “Taoism has been passed down for three hundred years, and all of them are dedicated to eliminating demons and defending Taoism , now that the devil is in front of him, Shi Jing…how can he turn a blind eye?”
The girl’s voice is immature, with sadness and determination in the ethereal.
The Daoist Heart Jue circulated again.
The desperation and fear in her heart were persuaded, the sword was caught in the air, and her figure flew by, rushing into the rain that poured down from the sky with a clear roar.
The demon is right in front of your eyes, the girl is like a lonely silver fish, trying her best to spread her wing-like fins, leaping towards the empty sky with all her strength.
The two heirs of Taoism and Demon Sect swung their swords at the evil **** one after another, their swords were as bright as flying stars!