Yun Qishen

Chapter 484: Upside Down All Beings ~ Taki Yunhua Chapter (2)
(God's perspective)
The Ancient Proud Continent will experience a period of war every hundred years, and one of the periods of war lasted for a full 300 years.

Not only are there wars in the borderlands, but the human race, the demon race, not to mention the ghost races that have been hidden in the world all have wars of varying degrees here.

Zhanhunxi was born in this fierce period of war.

At that time, Xinjiang was divided into different tribes, and no one was convinced among the tribes. They all wanted to unify the Xinjiang and then the entire Guao Continent.

"I want to become a great magician! I want to practice Taoism! Then let people live and work in peace and contentment... From now on, they will have no worries! Wife and concubine..."

"What's going on! What nonsense is a little kid who has nothing to say! Let you help, did you help in the ditch!!! Who wouldn't say big things! If you don't help, you won't have food, and you will die sooner or later!"

A beautiful Xinjiang woman tugged at a child's ear.

At that time, Zhanhunxi wanted to become a great warlock, which caused him, an orphan because of the war, to always be nervous at that time.

Listening to those down-and-out storytellers in the market talking about the Taoist priests.

Judging by the power of the Taoist, he could destroy the territory with just the touch of a finger.

Zhanhunxi, who heard this for the first time, quickly became interested.

The storyteller also said many things about the Taoist watchers defeating Warcraft.

"The Taoist Guanyou here has only accepted two apprentices for a hundred years, and the apprentices he accepted also have a famous name! Either the founder of Xianmen or a generation of Xianzun."

Storytellers rely on storytelling to make money. Because of the war and panic, this is the only entertainment. Except for listening to books, they are constantly busy.

"I want to become a warlock like Taoist Guanyou!"

When Zhanhunxi was a child, she naively announced to everyone when she heard the book.

"Hahaha, don't laugh at you little brat! It's still a warlock, and now it's the best thing to do to protect yourself."

"Besides, we ordinary demons don't know magic at all."

"Yeah, the little doll can work and live in peace!"

Naturally Zhanhunxi was questioned by everyone, only the storyteller did not question him.

When the guests who listened to the book left, the storyteller stopped Zhanhunxi.

The storyteller is very young and is a big brother to Zhanhunxi.

Zhanhunxi was curious about what the storyteller wanted to say when he stopped him, and the storyteller handed Zhanhunxi a book.

Zhanhunxi looked at the book with suspicion, "What's written on it? I don't know the words."

The storyteller smiled, and then he pointed to the words on the cover of the book and read.

"This book is called Domineering."

"Domineering? Is it the domineering I understand? What book is here? What do you give it to me?" Naturally Zhanhunxi would think of the meaning when he heard these two words, just like the strong man next door often domineering generals Food to own.

The storyteller explained very kindly, "These two words have to be explained apart. The 'tyrant' in this book refers to domineering, the air of a king. The 'dao' of this book is your own path. The so-called 'dao' It can be inside or outside. It's up to you to find out."

At that time, Zhanhunxi heard in the fog, "Then...is this book teaching magic?"

"Yes."

"Okay!" Zhanhunxi cheered and ran out of the library with the book.

The storyteller shook his head and was not angry. When he just got up to clean up, Zhanhunxi came back awkwardly and stood at the door of the library.

"That... the words in this book, please teach me."

The storyteller also taught Zhanhunxi writing and explained the contents of the book to him.

After three years, Zhanhunxi also learned a little bit of fire control.But this was enough to make Zhanhunxi happy for a while.

"I said you, a storyteller, know so much, why don't you learn it yourself? There's not only one book in your book basket, right?"

The 13-year-old Zhan Hunxi is also taller, probably because he has learned the mental methods in this book. The kid here seems a little more stable than three years ago, but he still speaks so frankly.

The storyteller looked at his book basket, turned his head and looked at Zhanhunxi, "You have seen it for the past three years. I practiced the things in this book with you, but I didn't even know how to control fire? Only those who have talent can learn the Fa. Without talent, I can only be an ordinary person like me.”

"We are demons, we are not people, we can live longer than those people." Zhanhunxi didn't like those human races very much, because there were always disappearances of demons in Jiangbang at that time, and they all said that it was the ghosts of the human race. .

"That's right... the devil..." The storyteller sighed, "I'll be here today, I'm going to pack my things."

"Okay, then I'll come back to you tomorrow!"

Zhanhunxi left happily.

After watching Zhanhunxi leave, the storyteller left a book aside, and pressed a letter underneath.

The next day, when Zhanhunxi went to find the storyteller, he had already left, and the book he left behind was "Blade of Tyrant", the second volume of the previous book.

Domineering magic mana must be endured with a weapon, and normal demons can't stand domineering real magic.

The storyteller's letter left only one sentence, under the fireworks and moonlight for three years, hoping to save the next couple who embraced the girl.

There is no point in saying goodbye to Zhanhunxi.

So Zhanhunxi felt that sooner or later he would see the storyteller, and he would definitely show him his powerful mana by then.

Zhanhunxi understood the contents of the letter without studying it for a few days.

He began to practice while waiting for the day three years later.

The first year of waiting can be said to be the busiest year for Zhanhunxi. He has to do many things at the same time, many things are too heavy for a 13-year-old boy.

But after Zhanhunxi gradually comprehended the mental methods in the book, those tiring work were nothing at all.

As for weapons, Zhanhunxi personally went to the blacksmith's shop to learn how to strike iron, and then built a giant knife by himself after two years.

"This child is really working hard, and now he is still fantasizing about becoming a warlock. I heard that the warlocks of the human race who joined the war have died."

"What's so good about being a warlock, in the end, it's tiring and doesn't last long."

The demons near Zhanhunxi's house all know that he is determined to become a warlock. After so many years, no one has stopped him. They just think that such efforts as Zhanhunxi are not worth it. At this time, warlocks are useless. Families go to battle as soldiers.

Soon the third year came, and that day came fast.

It is rumored that the Demon King City of Jiangbang has fallen, and the former Demon King fled with his wife and children.

The successor Demon Lord was the patriarch of the northwestern tribe in Xinjiang, and he ordered the three previous Demon Lords to be killed.

Not long after the news reached Zhanhunxi's village, they met that night.

(End of this chapter)