I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 407 Blackening: Blood Demon Messenger

"I'm not afraid of you."

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "I just don't believe that pies will fall from the sky."

Tianxiu couldn't help laughing: "There is no pie in the sky, but fate often loves a person very much at a certain time.

People usually refer to the lucky ones in this time period as the children of destiny.

Mr. Qin, in the last period of my life, you are the child of destiny in my eyes. "

Qin Yao said calmly: "Wearing a high hat doesn't do anything to me. I never eat it."

Tianxiu: "It seems that I need to communicate with you..."

Qin Yao glanced at the onmyoji who fell on the ground, turned his head and said, "I'll give you a chance to convince me."

"At first, you thought that helping me would do more harm than good, and you were unwilling to suffer losses, so you didn't want to help me escape. Now, after I say this, you feel that helping me does more good than harm, and you don't want to take risks, so you still don't want to help me escape " Tianxiu said: "That's right, isn't it?"

"That's right." Qin Yao admitted frankly, being aboveboard.

"Let's talk more carefully." Tianxiu said slowly: "You think this is a dangerous thing, and the root cause should be that you pay less and get more?"

Qin Yao pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

"You're making a fool of yourself~"

Tianxiu smiled slightly: "In this world, how many monks do you think can act according to the plan I just mentioned?

You should be clear that most monks in the world are extremely ordinary people who do nothing.

If it were another person, would he be able to easily deal with nine hundred and ninety-nine evil spirits with this relationship?
If you have the relationship and the ability to do things that others cannot do, this opportunity should be yours.

Opportunities are not reserved for those who are prepared, but for those with resources.

The world is so realistic, what's the use of being prepared?

Those who are unable to hold on to it, still can't hold on to it, and can only watch the opportunity slip away from them without being able to do anything. "

Qin Yao: "..."

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed persuaded by this demon monk...

Tianxiu's gentle eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. Without waiting for Qin Yao's reply, he came to the Onmyoji, looked sideways and said, "Mr. Qin, can I deal with her?"

Qin Yao pursed his lips and said, "Even if you solve this trouble for me, I won't help you."

Tianxiu smiled without saying a word, bent down, and gently placed her palm on Jinsha's forehead, and a white Buddha's light suddenly appeared in her palm.

The place touched by the Buddha's light turned into nothingness. In a blink of an eye, most of Jinsha's head disappeared, as if someone had wiped away this piece of a static picture scroll with an eraser.

It's horribly clean! ! !
"Snapped."

Suddenly, bursts of white smoke came out of the gossip mirror printed on Jinsha's back, and a man's head came out of Jinsha's lower abdomen.

"Oh, you've come out." Tianxiu smiled and extended her palm to him kindly.

Under the Buddha's palm, all things die.

In an instant, the head was gone.

Qin Yao: "..."

It's outrageous! !

No wonder this monk took away a base by himself.

Is the light in the opponent's palm a special Buddha's light?

"I'm sorry, I can only hold nine hundred and ninety-nine evil spirits in my body, and there is no room for you."

Tianxiu muttered to herself, and the Buddha light in her palm was blazing again.

Silently, without even flying ash, the Yin-Yang Corpse, whose comprehensive ability is second only to Nintendo, just disappeared, and was completely wiped out of this world by a palm.

Qin Yao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the pride in his heart disappeared instantly.

He didn't think that his body was more perverted than the yin-yang corpse, and he didn't dare to pat his chest and say that before the monk slapped his body, he could use the magic trick of pressing the bottom of the box!

In just five or six years, he has gone a long way that other people have achieved for hundreds of years, and achieved brilliant achievements, but can those things make up the gap between him and the other party?

What else... to be proud of?

At this moment, Qin Yao really settled down, his state of mind took a step further in enlightenment, and the sharp edge coming out of his body slowly dissipated...

Tianxiu was moved, looked up at Qin Yao, looked at his eyes as calm as a deep lake, and said sincerely, "Congratulations."

Qin Yao cupped his hands and saluted him, and when facing him, he no longer felt the sense of alienation that he refused to be thousands of miles away: "Thank you."

Tianxiu shook her head and said, "I'm just an opportunity. Even without me, you will reach this state of mind sooner or later."

Qin Yao smiled: "No one knows how long this 'sooner or later' will be, thirty years, fifty years, three hundred years, five hundred years, the later you learn to be humble, the more you will suffer in the future. "

"That's true."

Tianxiu nodded: "The strong need to be humble, because a mountain is higher than a mountain!

In your eyes, maybe I am strong enough, but in my eyes, I also have goals to catch up with.

Otherwise, why would the little monk want to die? "

Qin Yao suddenly felt a little curious, and said with a smile, "I don't know what the master's goal is?"

Tianxiu keenly noticed the change in his title, and smiled slightly: "It is my teacher, Kong Hai, whose life is called a legend. When he was alive, he was called unparalleled."

Qin Yao remained silent.

As I said earlier, I don’t know if it’s due to preconceptions, but when he heard the name Kukai, the image of Kukai in the legend of the demon cat would subconsciously appear in his mind...

Tianxiu looked at him quietly and said: "The purpose of the goal is to urge people to constantly surpass themselves.

My goal is my teacher. When my teacher was young, his goal was Master Xuanzang. When Master Xuanzang was young, his goal was Nalanda Temple.

I heard from my master that Nalanda Temple was the highest school of Buddhism in the world at that time. Master Xuanzang studied under Master Jiexian. In just ten years, he passed an open conference and [-] days of debating scriptures, and conquered the world. The more than [-] monks present couldn't help but feel heartbroken...

This is the urging role of the goal, Mr. Qin, who is your goal? "

Qin Yao froze for a moment.

He doesn't seem to have thought about this question?
As the number one person of his generation, he seems to be the target that others want to catch up with, right?

So, what about looking up?
Thinking of this, Qin Yao subconsciously glanced at Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu looked up at the sky.

what do I do?

If the two of us really fight, I may not be able to beat you even if we try our best... Do you have the nerve to make me your target? ? ?
"Zhong Kui!"

Silently withdrawing his gaze, Qin Yao said in a deep voice: "If I have to have a goal, Zhong Kui is undoubtedly the best candidate for me."

"Punishment Division Zhong Kui..."

Tianxiu murmured, and said with a smile: "He is indeed a good candidate. Personal strength, achievements, current status, world prestige, no matter what, he can be called excellent."

Qin Yao smiled and said nothing, "I didn't choose him because he is excellent..."

Brother Yao has already unlocked the realm of soft food and hard food, and what he wants now is to eat everything.

Standing and eating all three bowls of rice, my uncle had to bring a bowl for himself.

What is face?

What a shame!
……

……

Hu country.

The underground palace.

Sitting cross-legged on the bone pedestal, Vata, the lowering master, suddenly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed his palm tightly to his heart, sweating profusely all over his body instantly.

After being so stiff for more than half an hour, as the heart-piercing pain gradually slowed down, Vata felt himself alive again, lowered his arms, lowered his head, and gasped heavily.

The Yin-Yang Corpse was refined by him, and it was related to his body and mind. There can only be one explanation for his backlash: the Yin-Yang Corpse has completely disappeared, and there is not even a single residue left.

"Damn it, what did those two idiots do?!"

After a long time, Vata gradually recovered a bit of energy, quickly left the hall, turned around and came to a secret room full of countless skulls.

"The magic mirror appears!!"

Stopping in front of a wall made of bones, he raised his right hand to a hexagonal mirror in the middle of the bone wall.

"Om..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of blue light suddenly shot out from the palm of his right hand, and hit the center of the magic mirror heavily. After the mirror absorbed the blue light, it immediately fluctuated like water ripples, slowly showing a scene...

In the mirror image, a group of gods and ghosts stood in front of the low temple, surrounding the yin and yang corpses lying on the ground.

A figure with blinding white light shining all over his body squatted beside the Yin-Yang corpse, and put his hand on the top of Jinsha's head.

then……

The yin-yang corpse is gone.

Vata's eyes widened, trying to see the appearance of the white light figure, the result was like a human eye looking at the scorching sun, and he became dizzy after a while.

"God!"

Vata's body trembled, his face was dull, and his pupils trembled.

No wonder the yin and yang corpses will perish. Even the existence that claims to be second only to the celestial corpses has jumped out of the three realms and is not in the five elements. Before it grows up, it is impossible to beat the gods.

What's more, the two idiots, Naimi and Jinsha, have not been able to fix the ten hours and make up for their own shortcomings. It is not surprising that such a result will happen when they hit the hands of the gods.

But the problem is, Naimi and Jinsha are stupid, and he is the one who pays the bill! !

Since the rise of corpse refining in Nanyang, until today, no one has refined the dominant magic zombie.

He was originally the person closest to success, but at this moment, all hopes are gone...

"God, is that amazing?!"

The monstrous hatred after the hope was shattered instantly overwhelmed the slightest fear, Vata clenched his fists, and squeezed out a heart full of resentment between his teeth.

"Even if it is a god, if you destroy my hope, you will perish!"

Vata opened his arms and roared towards the sky. The dense red characters on his chest quickly lit up with golden light, and soon gathered into a bright beam of light, enveloping his entire body.

At some point, the dazzling golden light gradually dimmed, and the environment in the room became dark again, but Vata was nowhere to be seen.

Obviously, this crazy guy actually put a teleportation array text from a certain space on himself!
"歘..."

next moment.

Vata, dressed in a dark red monk robe, turned into light in a cave, clasped his hands together, and knelt down piously in front of a red statue with black face and fangs. grown ups."

"I feel the boundless hatred hidden in your heart..."

The eyes of the Gorefiend Statue suddenly glowed red, and the terrifying cheeks seemed to come alive under the light: "Who provoked you?"

"A... God." Vata said.

"What god?"

"I saw him through the magic mirror. The white divine light was so dazzling that I couldn't see his appearance clearly."

"So, you came to see me..."

"Kill God." Vata said.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The blood demon laughed loudly and said: "I have lived for more than five thousand years and traveled around the world. I have seen people who use mortal bodies to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods, but I have never seen people who use mortal bodies to kill gods. Only gods can kill gods." !!"

Vata lay down on the ground again, and made a five-body bow: "Please give me strength, sir. After I succeed in revenge, I will do my best to pull out the Fuxi needle, remove the Nuwa stone, and rescue you from this ghost place."

"Okay, remember your promise, I will now seal you as the envoy of the blood demon and grant you the godhead." The blood demon laughed, and two blood-red beams of light flew out of his eyes, shooting straight into Vata overhead.

"what……"

The red light entered the body, and Vata rolled on the ground in pain, and then his body began to rot from the inside to the outside, and finally turned into a pool of blood. The flesh and bones disappeared, as if melting in the blood.

"In the name of Gorefiend, I bestow upon you the body of eternal life."

The red light in the sculpture's eyes gradually dissipated, and with the sound of the imperial seal, blood cores that were one finger long and two finger wide, releasing dazzling red light, flew out from the center of their eyebrows and slowly came to the sky above the pool of blood.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Under the radiance of the blood core, the blood that formed the blood pool was strongly pulled, flew up from the ground, gathered around the blood core, and flowed to form a human shape.

"Imagine your original appearance in your mind, and your body will be completely controlled by you."

The blood demon said lightly.

The next moment, the blood body gradually had bones, muscles, skin, and hair... Almost in the blink of an eye, it changed back to Vata's appearance.

"Is this the power of God?"

Vata flew up slowly, and the extremely powerful feeling made his heart surge with desire to howl.

"One more thing is missing." Gorefiend said, the ground in front of Vata suddenly cracked, and a blood-red giant sword slowly flew out from the crack: "This is your weapon. With it, you can truly own it." God-killing power!"

Vata stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the giant sword, and finally couldn't help shouting.

Endless blood rushed out of his body, and was immediately stopped by the golden rune on the top of the cave.

"Thank you, my lord." After slowly adapting to his own strength, Vata knelt down on the ground devoutly again.

"Go ahead, after killing that god, quickly find a way to pull out the Fuxi needle in my body, I can't wait to be alive." The blood demon ordered.

Vata nodded silently, and with a thought, she slowly disappeared into the air holding the magic sword...

"stop!"

Another sunny morning.

Inside Yizhuang.

As soon as Uncle Jiu came to the toilet, his arm was suddenly grabbed.

"Junior Sister, is there something wrong?"

He tried to shake his arm, but felt that the other party seemed to have exhausted all his energy.

"I have something to do." Aunt Cane said with a serious face.

"Can you tell me later, I'm in a hurry now!" Uncle Jiu silently crossed his legs and forced a smile.

Aunt Cane stared at the black air flowing between his brows and eyes, and said, "It is possible, but please be careful~"

Ninth Uncle: "..."

What is this and what, big sister, why should I be careful when I go to the bathroom?
Are you careful about falling into the latrine? !
(End of this chapter)