The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 880 Who am I? It's Bi Mawen!

On the edge of the river.

Su Ting sat down slowly.

He sat on the shore, dipped his feet into the water, closed his eyes slightly, and came out quietly.

In the time of Middle Earth, although there were monsters, there were seldom great disasters, because the Taoist sect in Middle Earth was extremely powerful, and whenever there were monsters of different types, there must be disciples of the Taoist sect to kill the demons and eliminate them.

But in Xitu, the same is true. There are many temples and countless monks.

But this big demon king must have practiced for a long time. He dared to be so blind and arrogant and act recklessly in the world, so he must have something to rely on.

"What a coincidence."

Su Ting muttered, "In the Pure Land of Bliss in the Western Paradise, a vicious demon escaped, and a great demon king came from the lower realm... Could it be the same one?"

Sitting here, he felt the breath of Jiang He.

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The big demon king who was born out of nowhere had been making waves for many days, drowning many people and animals, and many crops were also affected, making it difficult to survive.

Now the villages, towns and cities of all parties have understood that this big demon king needs to be enshrined.

Everywhere began to build its temples.

Every first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, there must be three generous gifts, melons and fruits.

Every year, boys and girls are required as offerings.

But the enshrining of boys and girls is not at the same time, but the surrounding villages, towns and cities come in turn.

About every half a month, there will be a village, and sixteen virgin boys and sixteen virgin girls will be selected as sacrifices... In turn, each village will come once a year, and for the Great Demon King, it will be once a year. Half a month back.

"This fellow is not bad. He knows that he can't exhaust the water. Otherwise, if a village selects 32 children every half a month, wouldn't it be eaten up by it?"

Su Ting looked at the movement around him, sighed, and did not move.

He sits on the bank where no one can see him.

But he saw the people here, holding a grand ceremony, and tied many virgins, boys and girls to the bamboo raft.

According to his previous personality, he had already taken action to save those children.

But now, he is calmer.

"I heard that there was such a thing in Kanling Seven Towns back then. My ancestor of the Su family prevented such a ceremony. He was chased into the mountains, encountered a tiger, and was rescued by an immortal."

"In the end, this immortal, at the request of my ancestor Su's, beheaded the monster in the river."

"According to the legend, the monster is shaped like a bull, and it is one of the 28 constellations today."

"But today, it's different from then."

Su Ting closed his eyes, his expression unchanged.

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The surrounding area can be regarded as very lively.

The parents whose children were selected all looked pained.

Many people also feel uncomfortable, but there are also many people who are glad that their children were not selected.

Among those people in the lead, some felt unbearable, some felt complicated, and some looked indifferent.

They just waited for the time to throw the 32 children into the river in exchange for a year of stability.

"The Great God is here."

All the common people turned their eyes to the top of the water.

Above the water flow, huge waves are rushing and surging, like a flood erupting, and even more like a thousand horses galloping.

Someone vaguely saw something in the water, disturbing the water of the river.

"quick!"

"Get ready!"

"Sacrifice thrown into the river!"

"No delay!"

Urgent voices kept ringing.

Then there was a burst of crying, and the group of children were all crying, full of fear.

Among their parents, some cried bitterly, some turned their heads away, and some rushed towards them like crazy.

But the child who was sacrificed was still thrown into the river.

But at this moment.

The surging water suddenly stopped.

Everything seems to stand still!
It is clearly a huge movement, like tens of thousands of horses, raising waves.

But at this moment, everything fell silent.

It was as if there was an invisible dam that blocked the wave.

The 32 children who were thrown into the river were actually thrown ashore in the water, each with the current, and fell gently on both sides.

"what happened?"

"Why did the tide stop?"

"How did these kids jump up?"

"Could it be that the Great God was angry and refused to accept the sacrifice?"

"Or do you dislike the lack of offerings?"

"so what should I do now?"

"What else can I do, it must be done to the satisfaction of the Great God!"

……

Listening to many voices.

Su Ting frowned slightly. Sometimes, people's hearts seem to be more terrifying.

He didn't pay much attention to it, and went upstream along the river.

He could see clearly that there was a monster in that huge wave, shaped like a white snake, with horns growing on its head, it was already a dragon.

This is a white flood dragon, hundreds of feet long, extremely strong, and has the cultivation level comparable to that of the Eighth Heaven Daoist. In the human world, it can be regarded as very powerful.

It's just that Su Ting has already crossed this limit.

Even the great demon king of the eighth heaven, even the genus of the flood dragon, in the eyes of his immortal family, is just as weak as an ant.

"I have something to ask you."

Su Ting walked on the water, upstream, and asked: "Recently, have you ever noticed any movement around you? For example, traces of formations? For example, vaguely felt waves of fighting techniques? Or some The palpitations of time?"

That Bai Jiao roared proudly, and shouted: "Why should I tell you?"

Su Ting laughed and said, "It's because I'm better than you."

When the voice fell, he flicked his fingers, and a stream of water burst out immediately.

This water light, seemingly ordinary, is actually one of his five elements celestial arts, named Wuguang Shenshui, also known as Qiankun Avoiding Tribulation Starlight.

Immortal art has already surpassed the boundaries of human magic, but Su Ting cultivated into an immortal family, motivated by the immortal spirit, and operated with the magic power of the immortal family, full of infinite magic.

Bai Jiao received an immortal spell, and suddenly let out a scream, hissing and howling.

The people on both sides of the strait heard the great god's roar, which was extremely ear-piercing, and they all felt palpitations, and began to shake their hearts, and prepared more sacrifices.

While Bai Jiao was in severe pain, he continued to exercise his kung fu, and Buddha's light bloomed on his body. Obviously, his Buddhist attainments are not shallow.

"It seems that the Dharma has been cultivated, but it has not been cultivated to the right way."

But Su Ting looked at Bai Jiao, and said with a sneer, "No one dares to kill you just because you came out of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in the Western Paradise?"

Bai Jiao was stunned and said, "Who are you? How do you know my origin?"

Su Ting's expression was flat, with his hands behind his back, he said, "Yuanfeng Mountain, Su Ting."

Bai Jiao's eyes flickered, as if thinking of something, he immediately relaxed a little, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he sneered.

"Who am I? It turns out to be Bi Mawen!"

"..."

These words are so familiar!

Su Ting was stunned for a long time, his cheeks twitched.

He suddenly understood that the monkey was always annoyed at being exposed.

How come today, the identity of Su Ting, True Lord of the Nether, has not been spread all over the world?
He took a deep breath, flipped his left hand, and the Prison Suppressing Sword suddenly appeared.

"Don't ask Ben Zhenjun, you go to die!"

(End of this chapter)